The divine power in the clouds is so majestic that it shines like a star.
Even if a star shines just for a moment, it has the power of annihilation and can turn everything into ashes.
Zhang Ruochen inspired the Vulcan Armor to resist the impact of divine power erupting from Mo Yunduan's body. He endured extremely huge pressure, but he pretended to be calm and calm, and did not retreat even half a step.
Mo Yunduan was surprised, and his tone softened slightly, and he said: "Zhang Ruochen, you are the grandson of the Blood God of War. It is very likely that you will become the successor of the Blood God of War in the future, and you will be appreciated by the God of Fulu. You will have a bright future in the future. , why are you entangled with the remnants of the Kunlun Realm? Listen to my advice, leave this place immediately, and draw a clear line with them. I pretend that I haven't seen anything."
Zhang Ruochen is well aware of the greed of human nature, and he also knows that he and the Temple of Death will never let him go.
¡°Obviously, Mo Yunduan was afraid of Burying Jin Baihu and deliberately tested him.
"If he really leaves immediately, it just proves that he has a guilty conscience, and the Golden White Tiger will not be able to exert much power at all. At that time, Mo Yunduan will definitely take action like thunder to obliterate him.
After all, everyone knows that Zhang Ruochen has countless treasures.
Killing Zhang Ruochen will bring greater rewards than killing a true god.
To put it another way, even if Mo Yunduan really wanted to let Zhang Ruochen leave because he was afraid of burying the golden white tiger. However, from now on, what happened today will be reported to the Temple of Destiny so that Zhang Ruochen will not be able to gain a foothold in the hell world.
After thinking about all this, a smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face and said: "I was born in the Kunlun world, and I happened to meet two elders, why can't I reminisce about the past? I am honest, even if you publicize this matter, what will happen? What can you do to me? To be honest, you are just a false god, I haven¡¯t paid much attention to you yet.¡±
"Boom."
Mo Yunduan's eyes darkened, and his thoughts went out.
The divine cloud that filled all four directions of his body made an earth-shaking explosion, and the divine power swept out in a mighty manner.
How bold!
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Disrespecting gods is a capital offense.
In Zhang Ruochen's field of vision, the divine power containing the aura of death was coming like a huge wave in the divine sea. In front of this huge wave, he was like a duckweed on the water. In an instant, he would be shattered to pieces.
"Flowers bloom."
Granny Haitang appeared next to Zhang Ruochen silently.
A colorful begonia flower bloomed from her body, its brilliance was brilliant and crimson, blocking the incoming divine power.
However, Granny Haitang¡¯s old face had cracked blood marks, and her body was about to break into pieces as if it were made of glass.
Mo Yunduan didn¡¯t really take any action, it was just a tentative attack.
After the divine impact passed, the blood marks on Granny Haitang¡¯s face gradually healed and returned to their original state. From beginning to end, she was as calm as ever, like a rock, like a withered pine.
"Ouch!"
The roar of the tiger came out.
Zhang Ruochen's body was filled with golden light, and dense patterns of burial gold rules rushed out.
In the regular divine pattern, a tiger shadow is looming, releasing an astonishing divine power. When you exhale, it can turn into a long river of golden divine energy.
Mo Yunduan's eyelids twitched slightly, and his expression became extremely solemn, saying: "Master Burial of Gold White Tiger, Zhang Ruochen is suspected of betraying the hell world. Are you going to stand on his side and harm the interests of the hell world?"
"I'm not a monk in the hell world. What does the interests of the hell world have to do with me? But Zhang Ruochen is my leader, so you can't touch him." The Golden Burying White Tiger was very powerful, and his voice echoed in the void space.
Mo Yunduan's eyes were unpredictable, and he thought carefully about the stakes.
Any false god will be under tremendous pressure when facing the true god.
Once you make a wrong decision, the consequences may be death.
After a while, Mo Yunduan smiled: "Lord Gold Burial White Tiger has a deep relationship with Emperor Fengdu and Lord Fulu. How can he not be regarded as a monk in the hell realm? With your guarantee, it seems that Zhang Ruochen and the Kunlun realm are The monks are indeed just reminiscing about old times."
A sneer appeared in the eyes of the Golden Burial White Tiger. This Moyunduan did not dare to take any risks. He was cautious and shameless at the same time. Being so proficient in the ways of the world, it is no wonder that he was able to obtain a divine source given by the Temple of Death and become a false god.
Mo Yunduan's gaze turned to Bai Qing'er and said with cold eyes: "Xingluo, the Son of God in the Temple of Destiny, has spread the news that a mysterious woman suspected of being Ji Fanxin has kidnapped Zhang Ruochen and started killing in the hell world. The so-called Givenchy Heart was transformed by you, right?"
Bai Qing'er's holy energy has been restored.p; Xiao Hei chuckled and said: "Indeed, let the white demon girl and that Yun Duanduan fight until both sides suffer, and then we can clean up the mess."
I don¡¯t know when it started, but Xiao Hei had a habit of giving others nicknames.
Granny Haitang used her mental power to communicate with the Blood Spirit Immortal, obviously hoping to persuade him to help Zhang Ruochen.
If Moyunduan cannot mobilize the power of the Star Soul God, they really have a chance to kill the god.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
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The battle flag in Mo Yunduan's hand was struck down one blow after another, and finally the bronze chimes arranged in a circle were scattered.
The formation was subsequently broken.
The shadow of Qingluan let out a mournful cry, turned into wisps of blue smoke, and dissipated into the void space.
Bai Qing'er used the way of flowing light and retreated quickly. Even so, she was still hit by the corner of the battle flag, and a long bloody gash was cut out of her waist.
Almost, he was cut off by two.
She was exhausted, her face was extremely pale, and her jade hands were holding the bleeding hole on her waist.
The wound heals quickly.
"Zhang Ruochen, do you really think that Moyunduan will let you go? If he doesn't die today, you will have no place in the hell world." Bai Qinger sent a message to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen looked very indifferent and said: "It doesn't matter. The worst I can do is go to Tianluo Kingdom to be the consort. Even the Temple of Destiny can't force Emperor Luo Yan to hand me over, right? From now on, I can still live very happily. Isn't it okay to just eat soft food? Does it smell good? Of course, if you are willing to hand over the Tianshu Needle, I can persuade the two seniors from the Kunlun Realm to help you kill Mo Yunduan."
"Are you taking advantage of others' danger?" Bai Qing'er was quite angry.
Zhang Ruochen said: "You are a villain who wants to judge a gentleman! In fact, they are planning to see you killed by Mo Yunduan before they take the Tianshu Needle. If Miss Bai doesn't hand over the Tianshu Needle, how can I Can you convince them to take action in advance?¡±
"If I want to leave, Moyunduan can't stop me." Bai Qinger said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "If you want to leave, we can help Mo Yunduan stop you."
"Can you be more shameless?"
Bai Qing'er knew that Zhang Ruochen was not joking.
This guy is more scheming than I thought. I underestimated him before.
Zhang Ruochen has no choice. Bai Qing'er is too strong. If he wants to seize the Tianshu Needle from her, even if he, Granny Haitang, Xiao Hei, and Blood Spirit Fairy all attack together, they may not be able to succeed.
If she wants to leave, even the false gods can¡¯t stop her.
Therefore, we can only force her to hand over the Tianshu Needle.
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