Starting from Wangshan, at Zhang Ruochen's speed, it didn't take long to reach the shore of Luoshui.

Luoshui is as mysterious as ever. White mist floats on the water, layer upon layer, blocking the line of sight. No matter how strong your eyesight is, it is difficult to see clearly the scene deep in the water.

Since the recovery of the Kunlun Realm, Luoshui has undergone tremendous changes. The water area is extremely vast, like an ancient ocean, and the spatial structure within it is so complex that even the stars floating in it look very small.

Compared with Wangshan Mountain, Luoshui is many times more dangerous, but it is also more attractive, because the holy medicine born in Luoshui has the same effect as the holy medicine in the Conferred God Platform, and can directly increase the rules of the holy way in the monk's body.

Standing on the bank of the river, Zhang Ruochen clearly sensed that there were many powerful auras in Luoshui, all of which were obviously for the strong men who came to find opportunities.

A long time ago, Luoshui was recognized as a land of awakening gods. The opportunities contained therein were unimaginable, enough to make the great sage be tempted by it.

"Hundreds of years ago, Luo Shui fell from the sky, but it did not reveal any magical features. Only senior Luo Xu got the opportunity three hundred years ago to understand the thirty-six-style Luo Shui boxing technique, which was named Moving Tianmoling.

To be called a ghost, that is so amazing." Zhang Ruochen stood in front of Luoshui and couldn't help but sigh.

Luo Xu was very kind to Zhang Ruochen. Not only did he teach him Luo Shui Boxing, but he also helped him several times when he needed help the most. In his heart, he admired and was grateful to Luo Xu.

Zhang Ruochen believed that with Luoxu's ability, even though he was seriously injured by Prince Moro, he would never die easily.

It is a pity that the painting saint Chu Siyuan has been brutally killed by Prince Moro, and has returned to his ashes.

"Zhang Ruochen, are you looking for me?"

Very suddenly, a soft voice sounded.

Zhang Ruochen's heart moved and he cast his gaze towards the vast mist of Luoshui.

In the thick white fog, a tall figure walked out slowly, with a ferocious smile on his face, and looked at Zhang Ruochen.

This person is nearly seven meters tall. He has a pair of huge jade bone wings on his back. His eyes are huge, like two big lanterns. His nose is collapsed, like that of a gorilla. His mouth is full of jagged fangs and canine teeth.

It was extremely ugly.

However, the aura emanating from his body is quite powerful. Tens of millions of holy rules are faintly displayed outside his body. The blood filled with sin is entangled outside his body. It is already so rich that it cannot be dissolved. It is difficult to imagine.

How many lives were killed?

"Prince Moro."

A terrifying murderous intention flashed in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

He originally thought that Prince Moro was still on the way, but he didn't expect that he had already arrived at Luoshui. Moreover, it seemed that he had already guessed that he would come here.

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes and said, "Did you bring me here on purpose?"

"Yes, all the monks in the Kunlun world know that you, Zhang Ruochen, have a close relationship with that painting saint and Luo Xu. One of them died in my hands, and the other was seriously injured by me. Zhang Ruochen, you should be very angry.

Do you really want to cut this king into pieces? Haha!" Prince Moro laughed wildly.

After a pause, Prince Moro continued: "That painting saint is really stupid. He shakes the tree like a cricket and tries to stop me. However, that old guy is quite powerful. I cut him with three thousand knives and removed all his body parts."

All the flesh and blood were cut off and eaten in front of him, but he didn't even make a sound, which really made me very unhappy."

To Prince Moro's dismay, after he said so much, Zhang Ruochen did not become furious and still seemed very calm, as if he didn't care about these things at all.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Prince Moro calmly and said indifferently: "Do you have any last words? This is your last chance."

According to the information he had, Prince Moro was indeed very strong. He had reached the first level below the Great Sage, but he could only be regarded as the weakest among them, similar to the Twin Kings of Jinyang. He really did not let him go.

in the eyes.

However, there are various signs that things this time are not that simple.

Prince Moro knew that the Son of Darkness was defeated at his hands, yet he dared to show up to provoke him, and he looked confident and fearless, which was undoubtedly abnormal.

However, no matter what kind of conspiracy he has, he is destined to die.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are the one who should leave your last words. You don't know it when you are about to die." Prince Moro sneered.

Zhang Ruochen said nothing and looked behind Prince Moro indifferently.

Even though the opponent's breath was extremely well controlled and had the influence of Luo Shui, he was still able to sense it.

"It is rumored that Zhang Ruochen attaches great importance to love and justice. It seems to be true, but this is also your biggest weakness." A very magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

Two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked out of the white mist behind Prince Moro.

The one who spoke just now was a tall and handsome man with red phoenix eyes and a high nose bridge. His appearance was more perfect than most women. He was dressed in red and holding a jade fan. He looked elegant and gave people an enchanting look.

Feel.

The person next to him is relatively short in stature, but extremely strong, with a fat head and big ears, with his chest exposed, a string of thick rosary beads hanging around his neck, and a string of rosary beads in his hand. The image is almost the same as that of

Monks are generally the same.

"It turns out to be the Nether Demon and Nether Buddha among the Nether Clan, who are as famous as the Sons of Darkness."

Gazing across the two of them, Zhang Ruochen immediately knew their identities.

After seeing Ming Yao and Ming Buddha, Zhang Ruochen instantly understood everything.

The reason why Prince Moro dared to come to the Eastern Region with such arrogance and went straight to Luoshui was because of the existence of the Underworld Demon and the Underworld Buddha.

Obviously, it was the plan of Ming Yao and Ming Buddha to lure Zhang Ruochen out using Prince Moro as bait.

As for the reason, it is naturally because the Nether Clan suffered a setback on True Dragon Island, the Son of Darkness was defeated and died, and many Nether Clan strong men were slaughtered. This is an extremely huge shame for the Nether Clan.

As the demons of the Nether Clan who are as famous as the Sons of Darkness, at this time, how could the Nether Demon and the Nether Buddha not take action?

Ning Yao gently slapped the jade fan in his hand and said in a cold tone: "Zhang Ruochen, the stupidest thing you have ever done is to provoke me, the Ning Clan. You must pay the price for it now."

"I heard that Zhang Ruochen has some relationship with the Kunlun Realm of Ten Thousand Buddhas, so I'd better let this Buddha save him." Ming Buddha touched his belly, took a step forward and said.

Ming Yao's eyes were filled with cold light and he said: "Zhang Ruochen is my prey, no one can snatch him away."

"Buddha has not taken action for a long time, Ming Yao, you should give Zhang Ruochen to me!" Ming Fo did not give in.

It can be seen that both Ming Yao and Ming Buddha are extremely confident in their own strength. Even though Zhang Ruochen has a record of defeating the Son of Darkness, they still have the confidence to kill him alone.

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "Do you really think you can defeat me? I don't want to waste time. If you want to deal with me, you can come together."

"I alone can kill you." The underworld demon shouted.

I saw the underworld demon suddenly flapped the jade fan in his hand, and eighteen extremely solid curse runes flew out, transforming into eighteen ferocious beasts of different shapes, all exuding an evil and ominous and terrifying aura.

"Roar."

Eighteen ferocious beasts, like real creatures, let out earth-shaking roars, and overwhelming curse power emerged from their bodies, drowning Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were calm and calm, and he punched lightly.

The holy image of boxing that condenses 870,000 rules emerged, like a miniature version of Luo Shui.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen only cultivated 770,000 martial arts rules, but by refining the Dao Fruit Holy Dew, he increased the martial arts rules by as many as 100,000.

Similarly, the rules for the other holy paths he majored in have also increased a lot.

"Boom."

Affected by the fist intention, Luoshui shook violently and set off a stormy sea.

"Bang."

Whether it was the eighteen ferocious beasts or the cursed power they released, they all collapsed in an instant.

Ming Yao's eyes changed slightly, and he already had a premonition that fighting Zhang Ruochen in Luoshui would be quite detrimental to him.

"Uh-huh."

The underworld demon moved, left Luoshui, and came to a high mountain on the bank of the river.

Compared to passively fighting back, Zhang Ruochen still prefers to take the initiative.

Zhang Ruochen would naturally not hold back against an extremely powerful person like Ming Yao, and immediately used spatial means. As soon as he raised his hand, dozens of huge space cracks appeared, and he launched an attack on Ming Yao from all directions.

As the attainments of the Way of Space increase, the power that any kind of space method can exert will also increase accordingly.

Powerful dark power emerged from the body of the underworld demon, instantly covering all space cracks.

Almost all the top masters of the Nether Clan will seek to understand the way of darkness, and the Nether Demon is no exception. It has cultivated the way of darkness to an extremely high level and can devour everything, even space cracks.

Immediately afterwards, the underworld demon formed a seal extremely quickly, combining the power of the curse with the power of darkness to condense a terrifying palm print that shattered a large area of ​​space.

"Catch me a speck of dust."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out two fingers, picked up a grain of dust in the air, and popped it out.

It is incredible that under the influence of the rules of the holy way, the dust turned into a huge rock sphere like a mountain, like a small star, carrying the power of ten thousand hectares, and collided with the condensed palm prints of the underworld demon.

"boom."

The rock sphere and the palm print exploded at the same time, releasing a terrifying impact.

The earth with a radius of thousands of miles collapsed in an instant, and mountains were leveled to the ground.

Fortunately, there are no human settlements in the Luoshui Basin. Otherwise, we don’t know how many casualties it would have caused.

Prince Moro's eyes became extremely solemn, and he said: "Creating a space as huge as a mountain in a speck of dust. Even many great sages who practice the way of space cannot use this method. Zhang Ruochen's space

His attainments have actually reached such a terrifying level."

There is no doubt that the skill Zhang Ruochen showed just now had a great impact on Prince Moro.

"Under the Great Sage, the only people who can overwhelm Zhang Ruochen on the Space Road are Yan Wushen and Shentu Yunkong of the Space Temple." Ming Fo whispered.
To be continued...