Then, Gala Lan's figure appeared on the water surface of the Blood Lake.

Galalan is also a semi-saint ancestor of the Zen Buddhism. He is of the same generation as Galagu and Galayuan who died in the hands of Zhang Ruochen.

This person looks in his fifties, with a slightly fat figure, and his golden robes scattered left and right, revealing a round belly, which looks like a Buddha.

A different figure appeared beside Galalan, who was also a Buddha.

This person, named Galakong, looks a little younger, short and thin, and has dark skin, giving people a feeling of coldness and evilness.

The two evil monks who died of Zen Buddhism both had unfathomable cultivation, and even Zhang Ruochen could not see through their realm.

Since Zhang Ruochen could feel them breaking into the space domain, with their cultivation level, they could naturally feel the fluctuations in space power.

Therefore, it is not difficult for them to guess Zhang Ruochen's identity.

Galuokong's long and narrow eyes glanced at the Blood Moon Ghost King, revealing a lustful light, and giggled: "I really didn't expect that such an outstanding young talent in the successor of time and space also had such a habit. It is indeed quite exciting to enjoy a beautiful ghost king on this deserted island. Haha!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes turned cold and he said, "Bald donkey, don't talk nonsense, don't think that everyone is exactly the same as the evil monk who dies in Zen."

"It turns out that I am talking nonsense. Since that's the case, Master Zhang, can you do a favor and give the Blood Moon Ghost King to me to enjoy? If I can suck the ghost energy on her body, I will definitely be able to break through to a higher level."

Galakong licked his lips, his face with a sinister smile, and did not hide the evil thoughts in his heart at all.

The technique that Galakong practiced is very evil, called "Yin and Yang Joyful Buddha's Art". Only by constantly interacting with the dead, absorbing the yin and corpse energy in the other party's body, and refining its own flesh and blood, can the cultivation level be continuously improved.

For normal people, this is a very disgusting thing, but Galakow is happy.

Many times, if you cannot find a suitable female corpse, Galakong will kill the living woman to meet the needs of cultivation.

The Blood Moon Ghost King has extremely high cultivation, and the Yin evil energy contained in the ghost body is naturally quite strong. As long as she is sucked dry, Galakong's cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Moreover, the Blood Moon Ghost King is extremely beautiful, and other female corpses are just cold dead objects, but she is a living existence, which naturally makes Galakong covet even more.

The Blood Moon Ghost King couldn't understand what Galakong meant, but he also understood that the other party actually wanted to suck her power. She had never been the only one who devoured other undeads and creatures, and there was still someone who dared to devour her?

The Blood Moon Ghost King stared at Zhang Ruochen, wanting to know what kind of decision this human kid would make.

Do you really want to send her out and turn it into food for an evil monk?

In her opinion, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation is too weak and far from comparable to those two evil monks, so he will definitely choose to compromise.

If so, she could only use her last power to die with the three humans in front of her.

To die, die together.

Zhang Ruochen gently flicked the corner of his armband and smiled, "Shunshui favor? I don't even know the names of you two, why do you give it to you? Besides, I'm interrogating the Blood Moon Ghost King, you are actually lurking in secret. If I hadn't owned the space realm and showed you in advance, wouldn't I have died now? Now, you are talking about Shunshui favors to me, and I really think I'm a three-year-old child, so easy to fool?"

The Blood Moon Ghost King showed a look of surprise. He obviously did not expect that he could be neither humble nor arrogant in the face of two enemies who were stronger than him.

In this way, not all human monks are timid and afraid of trouble.

But what does interrogation mean?

A human boy dared to claim to be interrogating her, which really caused the self-esteem of the Blood Cloud Ghost King to be greatly insulted. Her hatred towards Zhang Ruochen became deeper.

An angry look appeared on Galuokong's face, and he was about to do something, ready to deal with Zhang Ruochen and then seize the Blood Moon Ghost King.

Standing in the middle of the whole body, Gala Lan stopped him.

There was still a smile on Galalan's face, and she didn't look angry at all, saying, "Master Zhang, although I don't know why you didn't die under the sword of the Nine Nether Sword Saint. However, I also know that you are a fugitive from the court and a sinner who the Queen personally issued an order to arrest."

"You are in the underworld, and the masters of the court may not be able to deal with you, but you are destined to be a shameful person. Once you return to Kunlun Realm, there will definitely be a continuous list of strong people who want to capture you, kill you, take your head and hand it over to the Queen, and receive rewards."

"The Zen Sect is not afraid of the court, but hates the court very much. If it were you, you would definitely cooperate with the Zen Sect instead of being an enemy of the Zen Sect."

"You are a top genius. As long as you join the Death Zen Sect, you will definitely be valued. Even if the court wants to deal with you, Death Zen Sect will block you. If possible, we can overthrow the court. At that time, you will not have to hide from others and do what you want to do openly."

The meaning of Galalan's words was already very obvious, and she wanted to win over Zhang Ruochen and join the Death Zen Sect.

Of course, it is also possible that they just want to deceive Zhang Ruochen. When they wait for a suitable opportunity, they will take action mercilessly and kill Zhang Ruochen.

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen just smiled faintly, thought for a moment, and asked back: "You are just the first time you have noticed the power of space, and you have actually confirmed my identity. Before this, the Death Zen Sect must have collected a lot of information about me, right?"

Galalan narrowed his eyes and said, "The enemy of the Zen Sect is Empress Chi Yao. Then, Empress Chi Yao's enemy is our friend. In the past century, you have been the only criminal who was personally ordered to be captured by Empress Chi Yao. How could my Sect not pay attention to it? Even the ancestors have personally mentioned your name."

This time, Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised and said, "Has the Death Chan ancestor mentioned my name?"

Gala Lan nodded and said, "The ancestor once said that today, only when the successors of time and space grow up can they fight against Empress Chi Yao."

It is precisely because of this sentence that Galalan was moved to win over Zhang Ruochen. If he could send the living successors of time and space to the ancestor, it would definitely be a great achievement.

Zhang Ruochen laughed out loud: "The ancestor of Death Zen respects me."

"Master Zhang, you are a smart person and you should know how to choose."

There was still a smile on Galalan's face, but there was a little threatening feeling in his tone.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the two evil monks of the Zen Sect, and naturally knew that if they refused their invitation, they might be killed by them.

However, Zhang Ruochen would never do anything contrary to the principles in his heart, saying: "The way is different, and we will not plan for each other."

Jialuokong pinched his hands, and ten fingers made a sound of slapping at the same time, and he smiled sternly: "What a saying, 'There is different, and you don't plan for each other'. Since that's the case, there is no need to talk nonsense to you. Senior brother, capture him first and take him back and hand it over to the ancestor. With the ancestor's magical powers, he might be able to seize his time and space control ability."

The two monks of the Zen Sect who died of Zen put away their smiles at the same time, and two powerful murderous auras surged out of them.

"Wow!"

At their feet, the lake began to rotate rapidly, forming two huge vortexes with a diameter of ten feet.

Zhang Ruochen seemed calm and looked around. In addition to the two evil monks, there were more than a hundred semi-saint puppets standing in the distance, forming a formation that completely enveloped the island.

Obviously, the two evil monks were also quite worried that Zhang Ruochen would use imperial edicts or space power to escape, so he arranged a formation to seal all the retreat routes of Zhang Ruochen.

Gala Lan took out a vajra as thick as an arm and wrapped it with holy energy. Slowly, the vajra flew into the air and burst out an extremely powerful holy power.

There are a total of 675 inscriptions inside the vajra, which is a very powerful holy weapon with a hundred-patterned pattern.

"Boom!"

Gala Lan swung the vajra to its strongest state, and ancient Buddhist scriptures flew out and floated in the air. The radiance of the radiance reflected the entire world into golden color.

Before the vajra fell, Zhang Ruochen felt a huge pressure, and his scalp seemed to be about to crack. Except for the meteor invisibility cloak, the robe on his body turned into powder in an instant.

The cultivation level of a third-level half-saint.

Zhang Ruochen immediately judged the other party's realm, which was almost the same as his initial guess.

"Eight directions break." Galalan roared.

The vajra turned into a golden stream of light, flew down from the sky, and hit Zhang Ruochen on the island like a bamboo shoot.

Zhang Ruochen did not retreat, and completely mobilized his powerful sword intent, and silently said: "Sword 1."

The inscriptions in the ancient sword of Chenyuan also appeared quickly, and the most powerful force exploded, turning into a sword energy pillar, and facing the vajra.

With a "boom", two powerful holy weapons collided, forming a powerful energy wave that spread out in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise came from the island in the lake, and a large area of ​​smoke and dust rose.

Galalan stood on the lake surface and looked into the distance. The island in the lake had been split into two halves. A huge wave of water was stirred up around the island.

Suddenly, the hideous face showed a sarcastic smile.

The power of the attack just now killed a hundred cultivators in the ninth transformation of the Fish and Dragon Realm, and it was more than enough.

The so-called successors of time and space should have turned into ashes.

Galalan sighed regretfully: "If he uses space power to escape, perhaps he still has a glimmer of life. Unfortunately, a mere monk in the Fish and Dragon Realm dared to overestimate himself to fight me head-on. What is the difference between hitting a stone with an egg? It's a pity that he couldn't bring him back and hand it over to the ancestor."

Galakong also felt quite regretful that handing over the successor of time and space to the ancestor would definitely be a great achievement.

However, the next moment, Galalan and Galakor were so shocked that their eyes were about to fall to the ground.

"How is that possible?"
Chapter completed!