"Crazy."

The wheels rotate.

After the three dragons and three elephants drove over the Nine Dragon Chariot wrapped in the time bell, the spherical space was shattered by the soul bodies of the Six Paths of Ghost Emperors, and their ghost bodies grew to their original size again.

The figures in the two frames watched the Nine Dragon Chariot drive away without chasing them.

On a suspended island not far from this street, the original deity of the Binghun and the Great Sage of the Bright Red stood side by side. Looking down at the city below, looking at each other, you could see the shock in the other's eyes.

They dare not use their true bodies in the Divine Realm of Destiny to deal with Zhang Ruochen, a son of god with a special identity.

Although the two frames were just their clones, their true bodies were always controlling all this. With their cultivation and the means to suppress space and time, Zhang Ruochen still lets him escape intact. How could he not be surprised?

"It is indeed a difficult thing to keep the controller of time and space." The Great Sage Yanhong sighed, and a feeling of helplessness arose in his heart.

Zhang Ruochen has too many enemies in the Hell Realm. As long as the Great Sage of Yanhong can kill him, he can gain the support of major forces. In this way, it will be much easier to become the goddess of the Temple of Destiny.

However, after the temptation just now, she realized that even if her combat power was better than Zhang Ruochen, Ruozhang Ruochen could leave at any time if he didn't want to fight with her.

If you can't keep it, how can you kill it?

Feng's eyes were deep and he said, "We joined forces and could not test his depth. This son's strength has increased more than twice as much as when he fought with the Moro War Emperor."

"At least, he has tried to find out that his cultivation has reached the peak of the Immortal Realm." Yanhong Great Saint said.

"He was not threatening before he broke the first shackle. But the headache is that no one knows when he can do it."

Breaking the first shackle means that Zhang Ruochen has officially entered the Hundred Shackle Realm, and the power of the demigod's body will burst out in full.

At that time, even the top ten Hundred Shackle Realm, such as the top ten, such as Binghu and Yanhong Great Sage, would have to be afraid of him.

This is the situation they least want to see.

"Don't you hold an important trump card in your hand? If you use it in the sky hunting banquet, Zhang Ruochen will never be able to escape as calmly as he is today." A cold and frosty light appeared in the eyes of the Yanhong Great Saint.

Although it is a pink skull, the surface of the skull is a beautiful skin, with a gorgeous appearance, no difference from a beautiful woman who is charming.

The great sage Yanhong said again: "The shadowless fairy beside Zhang Ruochen can be refined into my next hundred years of skin. Perfect, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes."

...

The Nine Dragon Chariot was severely damaged and cracks were everywhere. It drove on the empty streets and gradually faded away.

Wujiang stood in the night, his body merged with the six-colored rain, and he could see clearly the process of the fight just now.

He didn't take action.

Since Bingxu and Yanhong Dasheng can't keep Zhang Ruochen, he will probably have the same result when he takes action again.

However, just as he was about to leave, he was surprised to find that a figure appeared in front of the Nine Dragon Chariot, walking in the middle of the street.

Black figure.

The figure looked like a bamboo pole, with a thin body as thin as firewood, but also a straight body.

He walked over to the Nine Dragon Chariot, like a deaf and a blind man. He couldn't see that it was Zhang Ruochen's frame, and he couldn't see that the three dragons and three images pulling the cart were the beast souls of the Qianwen Realm.

However, will the monks who can appear in the Hanbi City really be deaf and blind?

"Who is he? What does he want to do?"

Wujiang used his mental power to explore the past, but as soon as his mental power approached, he was swallowed by an invisible force and disappeared without a trace.

You should know that Wujiang ranks fifth on the list of the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm, and his strength is even higher than that of the Great Sage of Bing and the Yanhong.

How could such a strange monk appear in the Hanbi City? Is his cultivation even stronger than his?

In the chariot.

Zhang Ruochen did not sense the aura of the black figure, and was still recalling the battle process just now. His expression was calm, but his heart was overturned.

Although it was just a tentative confrontation, it made him deeply feel the power of the top ten strong men in the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm. Whether it was the Shou and the Great Sage of the Bing, they were like two abysses and could not see the bottom.

Even the current Emperor Yu is still a little worse than them, or half apart.

This gap is obvious.

After the Great Sage of Blood Crying Controlled the injury, he asked: "The Great Sage ranked seventh on the Hundred Shackle Realm Great Sage, and the Great Sage of Yanhong ranked eighth. With your current cultivation level, are you sure to win against them?"

Zhang Ruochen did not answer, but just shook his head gently.

I don’t know if it’s saying “I don’t know”, “I’m not sure”, or “I’m not their opponent.”

The Great Sage cried with blood and lowered his head sadly, and said in his heart, "The Great Sage of Bing and Yanhong are both invincible existences in the same realm. Zhang Ruochen is an immortal realm. No matter how strong he is, he will never win against them. Being able to escape from the combined attack between the two of them is already very great, and it is enough to shake the ten clans of hell."

"Who are you?"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen noticed something, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as a sword, looking straight ahead.

Zhang Ruochen's response speed was extremely fast, but his arm was only three inches high, and a black shadow passed through the Three Dragons and Three Elephants, through the wall of the Nine Dragon Chariot, and entered the car. His fingers passed through his neck dozens of times faster than Zhang Ruochen, slashed a strand of long hair and pinched it into his hand.

When Zhang Ruochen raised his arm, the black shadow had already passed through the Nine Dragon Chariot and appeared on the street behind the chariot. He pinched the strand of hair with his hands and walked towards the direction away from the chariot.

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen used the space movement and appeared outside the car, standing on the street, staring at the black figure that looked like a bamboo pole, with a look of shock and doubt in his eyes.

"The so-called genius of the Yuanhui level is just that."

The black figure said this, and as he walked, his body disappeared without a trace.

It was like nothing happened just now, just his hallucination.

The Great Sage of Blood-crying Jumped off the Nine Dragon Chariot, stared in the direction Zhang Ruochen looked at, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Did you see it just now?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The Great Sage cried in blood and asked, "What did you see? What happened?"

"That's right, his speed is too fast. With your cultivation level, how can you see it? Is this the power of nothingness?" Zhang Ruochen stroked the hair behind his ears, and one of the strands was broken, leaving only an inch of an inch long.

Come without a shadow, go without a trace.

With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level, he could only see the other party's shadow and could not stop the other party from cutting off his hair.

If you can break his hair, you can kill him.

With such speed, how could the Great Sage crying bloodied to see him?

Perhaps only by taking precautions and using the power of time and space can Zhang Ruochen have a chance to compete with him for speed. However, the other party’s body is no different from nothingness and cannot sense in advance. How to be prepared in advance?

"Is this testing my strength or demonstrating? Who are you?" Zhang Ruochen's pupils tightly.

In the distance, I saw Wuwang of all this, completely holding my breath, and I felt my whole body numb.

With his cultivation level, he couldn't see clearly how the other party appeared or how he disappeared. It was so scary.

"If you can appear here, you must be a monk who participated in the Heavenly Hunting Banquet. I hope he is a person who attends the banquet in the Thousand Questions Realm or a Ten Thousand Death Realm. If he is the Hundred Shackle Realm... I am eight out of ten //Nine out of ten are not his opponents."

Wujiang calculated and guessed in his heart, but he kept shaking his head.
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