The cosmic rocks are huge and are flying rapidly towards the Aoyun asteroid belt.

Gong Nanfeng stretched out his hand, staring at Zhang Ruochen with anticipation and waiting eyes, and said again: "Thank you, Great Sage Ruochen, for helping the Temple of Destiny to regain the Tianshu Needle. I will definitely report to the venerable of the Tianyun Department. This favor is not only what I owe, but also what the Tianyun Department and the entire Temple of Destiny do."

"Sir Sikong is using the Temple of Destiny to suppress me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Gong Nanfeng was stunned and said, "No! How could the Great Sage Ruochen have such a misunderstanding?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I can't give you Tianshu Needle."

"Why? Does the Great Sage Ruochen want to embezzle the Tianshu acupuncture?"

Gong Nanfeng showed a look of horror on his face and quickly retreated, fearing that Zhang Ruochen would silence him.

The more he did this, the more afraid Zhang Ruochen felt.

Zhang Ruochen's face was calm and he didn't show any turbulence, and he said, "You are too suspicious!"

"Where is suspicious? I am Sikong from Tianyun Department, I feel like a fake one." Gong Nanfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhang Ruochen had no intention of silence and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Zhang Ruochen said, "I have never seen Sikong of Tianyun Department. If you say yes, I believe you. Do you really treat me, Zhang Ruochen as a wise man?"

“It makes sense.”

Gong Nanfeng touched in his arms, took out a token, and said with a smile: "This is the token of the Sikong of the Tianyunsi. It has the spiritual mark of the Venerable of the Tianyunsi, and it cannot be fake."

After reading the token, Zhang Ruochen felt sick and threw it back to Gong Nanfeng. He said calmly, "It's just a token, it may not be impossible to make false. You are talking nonsense, claiming that you are weak, but you can burst out with unparalleled speed. How do you let me believe you?"

Gong Nanfeng showed a constipated look, as if he was indescribable, and said, "I..."

Before he could speak, Zhang Ruochen said again: "Third, when Claying Feng and others took away the Tianshu Needle and suppressing the Tianshu Needle, why don't you take action? I finally tried my best to help the Temple of Destiny to take back the Tianshu Needle, but you jumped out at this time. Humph! Are you the secret son of the goddess Twelve Squares?"

"No, I am Sikong from the Temple of Destiny. How could I be the secret son of the goddess Twelve Squares? The misunderstanding is huge!" Gong Nanfeng's face was flushed with anxiety and explained desperately: "I said everything, I want to use a long line to catch big fish."

Zhang Ruochen said righteously: "Do you think I will believe you? You are so weak, and you dare to catch big fish? Are you not afraid of being eaten by the fish?"

"I can follow you secretly and find an opportunity to send messages to the powerful people in the Temple of Destiny." Gong Nanfeng said.

Zhang Ruochen's heart beat rapidly and said, "Have you sent a message back?"

Gong Nanfeng shook his head and sighed: "I am too weak! The transmission light talisman I cast cannot reach Ice King Star."

Although Zhang Ruochen didn't know the truth or falsehood of what he said, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Nangong Feng thought of something and said happily: "However, you can send me the three high priests of the Temple of Destiny, including Zhuo Yunong, Wu Yueming Emperor, and Xingluo Son. They have arrived and can prove my identity."

Zhang Ruochen could no longer control himself and wanted to kill someone to silence him.

For a magical artifact, not to mention killing one person, it is not a big deal to slaughter a star or a world.

But Gong Nanfeng looked harmless and friendly, which made Zhang Ruochen unable to do anything.

Of course, the biggest reason is that it is not sure.

Once you take action, it is equivalent to tearing your face.

In case of the murder failure, Zhang Ruochen will have a foothold in the Hell Realm?

Zhang Ruochen asked about the White Tiger in Burial and said, "What is this strange thing? Is it strong or weak?"

Burial of the White Tiger did not respond to him.

Gong Nanfeng said: "Sage Ruochen, please send me a message quickly. The strong men of the ten dark forces must be on the way to chase them. If there is no strong men from the Temple of Destiny, how can you and me be their opponents?"

Zhang Ruochen felt like he was being forced to the edge of a cliff, pretending to be nothing, but he was thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

After a while, he said, "The message must be passed on, but how to pass it to whom it is worthy of trust, still needs to be carefully studied. Not everyone in the Temple of Destiny is trustworthy."

"You think, the strong men of the Temple of Destiny are far away from us, at least a few days away. However, people like Clay Wind, Yunhuan Iron Blood King, and Yuelin Blood Emperor are very close to us."

"What if we send to the strong man in the Temple of Destiny, and that strong man immediately sends to Clay Wind and the others, revealing our whereabouts. Wouldn't we dig our own graves?"

Gong Nanfeng showed a sudden look and said in admiration: "The Great Sage Ruochen is indeed meticulous, no wonder...hehe."

He wanted to say, "No wonder he could live until now", but he felt that it was not good to say this, so he smiled awkwardly without losing his friendly smile.

Gong Nanfeng asked humbly: "In the view of Ruochen Great Sage, what should we do now?"

"The universe is vast and boundless, and it is our best place to hide." Zhang Ruochen said.

Gong Nanfeng pinched his fingers and said, "Are we going to the Aoyun Asteroid Belt?"

"That's right."

"The Aoyun Asteroid Belt was once a seventh-level planet, and there must be space wormholes nearby."

"You know all this?"

"It's calculated!"

Gong Nanfeng chuckled and said proudly: "To be honest, there are few things under the gods that I can't calculate."

Zhang Ruochen stood behind him, his face becoming slightly ugly. He was worried that his secret had been understood by Gong Nanfeng.

Gong Nanfeng suddenly turned around.

Zhang Ruochen quickly put away his expression and smiled.

Gong Nanfeng stared at him seriously and said, "You are very special. I can't calculate anything except the breath of the clothes you have worn to calculate your identity. Is it the God of Blood and War or the God of Fortune that has helped you cover up the secrets of heaven?"

The smile on Zhang Ruochen's face became much more real, and he said, "I won't talk about these anymore. There are excellent wine and sacred food in my space ring. Do you want to try it?"

Gong Nanfeng showed a heart-warming look and said, "It's not good, the strong enemy behind him will come after him."

"Don't worry, I, Zhang Ruochen, have been being chased since my practice. When it is more dangerous than this, I will still eat and drink as much as I should."

Zhang Ruochen took out two pots of wine, more than ten thousand-year holy fruits, and two hundred kilograms of cooked meat from the Holy King's beast, and said, "Don't be polite to me, eat whatever you want. In short, I am also half a disciple of the Temple of Destiny, my own person."

Gong Nanfeng's eyes were even more admired. He was worthy of being a Yuanhui-level genius who was valued by both the God of Fortune and Lu. Even if the situation was critical and was chased by countless strong people, he could be calm and calm and unaffected without any impact on his mood.

How many people in the world can do it?

sharp!

It's really amazing!

Gong Nanfeng sat down on the ground, picked up a ten thousand-year holy fruit, and smiled and said, "To be honest, I haven't eaten for several days. I am indeed hungry and cannot compare with you great saints like you! Brother Ruochen is my true brother. The high priests, goddesses, and emperors of fate in the Temple of Destiny only know that they have strong cultivation and do not need to eat. How have you ever considered me, a weak person?"

"Stop talking, all the friendship is in the cup, I have done this cup."

Zhang Ruochen had already poured Gong Nanfeng into full force, and took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

Gong Nanfeng tasted it, his face changed drastically, his body turned red, as if he was about to burn, and said, "This wine...this wine is really...this wine is strong..."

After saying that, he fell to the ground.

Of course it's powerful enough, this is Long Yan wine.

The Holy King and the Great Sage drink, so it's okay. However, if you are really a cultivator with very weak cultivation, you will definitely not be able to withstand it if you keep it in one bite.

Zhang Ruochen put down his wine glass and called out, "Brother Gong, Brother Gong, are you drunk now?"

Zhang Ruochen kept staring at Gong Nanfeng, using the Truth Heart Perception, and poured a cup to drink, his eyes full of doubts and hesitation.

"Forget it, killing him is too risky, and it is very likely to leave a knot in his heart."

Zhang Ruochen stood up, activated the flowing light merit armor, burst out ten thousand times the speed of sound, and disappeared into the dark universe.

On the cosmic rocks, only Gong Nanfeng was still snoring.

Zhang Ruochen deliberately mobilized the rules of truth and the perception of the heart of truth, and flew millions of miles, but did not notice that Gong Nanfeng was catching up with him. He thought to himself: "It seems that he is not pretending to be drunk. Who is this person? Sikong from the Temple of Destiny is really a weak person?"

The more Zhang Ruochen thought about it, the more magical he felt, it was very unbelievable.

Unfortunately, I didn't take the risk just now to investigate his physical condition.

...

Two days later.

Zhang Ruochen was practicing in a cosmic rock. Suddenly, he felt alert. His sleeves rolled up the sundial, and his body turned into a beam of light, breaking through the rock layer and soaring out.

"Boom."

The cosmic rocks that lasted dozens of miles burst into pieces, and all the mud and stones melted and then gasified.

The powerful energy fluctuations made Zhang Ruochen fly away a hundred miles away.

Three thousand miles away, a black holy ship flew out from invisible, revealing its huge ship. The underworld flags fluttered on the ship, and the inscriptions of the formations appeared and disappeared from time to time. The bursting aura seemed to be able to swallow the world.

In an instant, the holy ship had sailed in front of Zhang Ruochen, and the dark aura emitted was like a surging sea of ​​ink.

The burly body of the Iron Blood King Yunhuan, holding a bone spear in his hand, stood at the bow of the holy ship, with a momentum of aura swallowing the galaxy. His voice resounded throughout the world, shaking the space turbulent, and he said, "You have been shrouded in the formation of my holy ship. Let's see where you can escape this time?"

"It's quite fast to chase."

Zhang Ruochen saw the extraordinaryness of the holy ship of the Iron Blood King Yunhuan, and stretched out his hand and pressed it gently. In front of his palm, countless formation inscriptions appeared, like spider webs and chains, blocking him in the space.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you are the only one who catches up, how can I be afraid?"

The Iron Blood King Yunhuan sneered: "That day, you were just relying on the flowing merit armor and the supreme holy weapon to escape. My holy ship was crafted through my life's wealth. After borrowing the divine stone from Mr. Qian, it was fully activated and in its strongest state. Do you think you can still escape today?"

"It's just a holy ship, just break it." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yun Huan's Iron Blood King said: "You try it."
To be continued...