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The second thousand two hundred and sixty-two chapters of the eyes of the world(2/2)

Canglan Martial Saint stared at her, shook his head, and said: "My silly sister, Zhang Ruochen didn't touch you, not because he didn't want to touch you, but because he didn't want to hurt you. But, after all, he is a man, like Liao Xi

The peerless beauty is already in your hands, how can you let her go?"

"If Zhang Ruochen behaves harmlessly in the hell world and cannot even conquer a hostile woman, I'm afraid no monk will be afraid of him, and he will be eaten to the point where not even the bones and dregs are left."

"Go and ask the monks all over the world, how many of them believe that Lian Xi is still innocent? Hehe, it's so happy, it's so happy, I can't say anything in my heart when I think of the monks in the soul world who regard Lian Xi as a goddess and howl in pain.

happy."



In the Temple of Merit, the divine world of God Yan.

Shang Ziyan saw Ling Xi in the mirror projection, with a look of unbearable pain on his face. He couldn't help but roar to the sky. The roar made the flames in the divine world burn even more fiercely.

"Zi Yan, control your mind and don't breed inner demons because of this matter." God Yan's voice sounded in the world of gods.

Shang Ziyan could not calm down the emotions in his heart. His chest rose and fell violently. The anger in his heart seemed to burn out all the worlds. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Ruochen has long been my inner demon."

Back in Kunlun Realm, Shang Ziyan did not die in the hands of Zhang Ruochen.

The Pure Sword retains a large amount of Shang Ziyan's holy blood, and the Five-Colored Merit Monument retains all fragments of his holy soul.

Shang Ziyan was the descendant of a giant in the heaven world who valued him very much. He sent him to the Temple of Merit to practice, intending to train him to be the future leader of the Temple of Merit.

Now, with the help of that giant, Shang Ziyan used his own holy blood as a guide to melt the five-color merit monument into a new body, which is now a five-color merit body.

He raised his head and looked at Lian Xi who was following Zhang Ruochen again. Shang Ziyan was about to burst into tears. It was all his fault that he was defeated by Zhang Ruochen. If he could kill him, how could Lian Xi suffer such humiliation?

It is really unimaginable how miserable and desperate she must be when she is trapped in the hell realm.

"Keep in mind the shame and pain now, practice hard, and let Zhang Ruochen taste the pain next time. Today, I let you see the projection of the Huntian Banquet, just to give you a clear understanding

, The new generation of monks in the hell world have become so powerful. Even Zhang Ruochen is not ranked among them." Yan Shen said.
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