"It's really overwhelming. The Heavenly Master Zhexian probably wants to use this incident to completely draw a clear line between him and Zhang Ruochen. There's a good show to watch!"
"If the Yama clan completely abandons Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen will only be able to live under the wings of the Blood God of War for the rest of his life, how humble he is, like a silkworm butterfly trapped in a cocoon."
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Yan Zhexian's voice spread very far, attracting monks from all races in the Three Lives Realm.
This matter is of great significance.
Many monks want to have first-hand information, and they even want to see Zhang Ruochen lose power.
There were monks who were jealous of Zhang Ruochen and couldn't help but chant: "I've seen him build tall buildings, I've seen him entertain guests, I've seen all his unparalleled courage, I've seen his towers collapse! Haha!"
The more outstanding a person is, the more everyone wants to see him unlucky.
Yan Zhexian came alone, her body shimmering with light, misty and out of the dust, but no one could see her face clearly. It was like a spiritual mountain in the mist, a clear lake locked in smoke, with a fairy charm that was elusive but elusive.
Although the whole world knew that she had an old relationship with Zhang Ruochen and had given birth to a daughter for Zhang Ruochen, such a mysterious and noble gesture still made countless monks yearn for her.
She hasn¡¯t started counting yet.
Open a corner of the mansion's defensive formation.
Xuetu walked out of it, tall and tall, with a familiar smile on his face. He saluted and said, "I've met my sister-in-law. You're fine."
"Who is your sister-in-law? Don't smile in front of me. Where is Zhang Ruochen? Let him come out." Yan Zhexian was cold and ruthless, but his voice was extremely clear and beautiful.
"What kind of person is Xuetu, who stands at the top of the world, so what if he is a direct nobleman of the Yama clan?"
I give you a smile, but you talk coldly to me, which means you don¡¯t give me face.
You don¡¯t give me face, why should I give you face?
Xuetu's face darkened, and he said rather rudely: "My senior brother is a legend in the world. Only others have always gone to see him, so how can there be any reason for him to come out to see you?"
"Okay! I'll go in and pay homage to him. I want to see if he can bear my bow."
There was a flash of phantom light.
A three-foot talisman pen appeared in Yan Zhexian's hand. He lifted up his long sleeve and drew it in the air.
A mysterious rune appeared in front of the pen tip, turning into an arc of light and slashing towards Xuetu with great energy.
At first, Xuetu didn't take Yan Zhexian seriously.
However, once the talisman pattern was completed, it actually formed the power of the field, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to converge towards it.
"This is you¡¡"
Xue Tu was shocked, his body bent down and his hands formed a mysterious seal.
During the sealing process, a phantom of a phoenix appeared, bursting out with a blinding divine light. The monks who were watching in the distance screamed in agony, with blood dripping from their eyes, and nine out of ten were blind.
"Boom."
The rune pattern shattered the phantom of the phoenix and hit Xue Tu.
Xue Tu¡¯s burly body flew out like a cannonball and hit the defensive formation light screen behind him.
Fortunately, the area around the mansion where Zhang Ruochen lives is engraved with the Great Sage's inscriptions and divine patterns. Otherwise, the attack between the two of them will definitely cause devastating disasters to the surrounding creatures.
Even so, there are still cracks on the ground, and the grass and trees turn into ashes.
It's in ruins.
Yan Zhexian attacked for the second time, the runes were more subtle, trying to forcefully break through the defensive formation.
This talisman turned into a thunder and lightning ball with a diameter of about ten feet, suspended in the sky above the mansion, and every bolt of lightning released fell like a divine sword.
When Xue Tu was repulsed, the monks from all races in the hell world screamed in surprise.
"A Celestial Master with sixty-nine and a half levels of spiritual power cannot be the opponent of the Blood-Slaughter God Son."
"It's a god. Master Zhexian must be a spiritual god. Only a spiritual god can have such terrifying power."
"A Talisman Master who has become a god with spiritual power? No wonder when the Talisman was generated, I felt like the sky was falling and the earth was falling, and my soul seemed to be sucked away."
"Now that Master Zhexian has become a god, even if Zhang Ruochen is a worldly legend, we can only bow his arrogant head."
"Boom!"
The sound of explosions is endless.
The formation of this mansion was arranged by Zhang Ruochen and Master Yeyou together, integrating the power of space. Just like this, even if Yan Zhexian launched an attack with the posture of a god and the methods of a heavenly master, it would be difficult to break the formation in a short time.
? ?Yan Zhexian, who was on the battlefield in the sky, heard this and turned around and said, "Don't even think about it! Don't forget that Ying'er is not your daughter at all."
Zhang Ruochen said: "She has my bloodline, why not?"
"If I say no, it's not." Yan Zhexian said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Unfortunately, no matter what you say, everyone in the world, including Ying'er herself, knows that I am her father. If you tell her that she has no father, it will be a harm to her."
Yan Zhexian frowned, but did not argue any further.
Zhang Ruochen's tone was a little colder and he asked: "You clearly knew what happened back then, so why did you make up lies and say that I wanted to kill her while she was still in the womb? Have you ever thought about my feelings? ?Have you ever thought about her feelings?"
Yan Zhexian felt wrong and had no confidence in his heart, so he said: "Back thenyou originally wanted to kill her"
Zhang Ruochen said: "I don't want to argue with you about this matter. Another matter is that you, the Yama clan, deliberately concealed Ying'er's true origin and asked me to take the blame and be her father. I can admit this!"
"But why should I be charged with being ruthless, unjust, and always giving up?"
Yan Zhexian did not dare to look into Zhang Ruochen's aggressive eyes. He looked at the spiritual flower and holy grass next to him and murmured in a low voice: "Who told you to suddenly disappear for a thousand years?"
"What did you say? Look into my eyes." Zhang Ruochen roared.
Yan Zhexian glared over and said confidently: "When Ying'er was a child, she kept asking, who is her father? What kind of person is her father? Why didn't her father marry me? I could handle it at first. "
"But, you know, almost everyone in the hell world knows about you and me. As Ying'er grows up, she also knows a little bit, and she can't even hide it."
"What do you think I should do? I'm tired of making up lies."
¡°If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for suddenly disappearing, and you have been missing for a thousand years.¡±
"For thousands of years, I have put so much effort into Ying'er, and finally she has achieved what she is today. You want to take her away? I will fight you to the end."
Zhang Ruochen touched his chin and asked inexplicably: "You haven't answered me yet, why did you come to see her three years later?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com