Zhang Ruochen looked up at Xiangzu, who was pressing down, without any panic, and seemed calm and calm. He stretched out a finger and moved forward a little.

Twenty feet above his fingertips, a series of spatial forces gathered together and condensed into a little.

After the space power at that point was condensed to the extreme, it collapsed outward with a loud bang, forming a broken space area of ​​more than 100 meters directly.

It just so happened that the soles of Pantian Shengxiang's feet were pressed down and collided with the broken space.

"Puff."

Attacked by the power of space, the huge elephant legs shattered in an instant and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Losing a foot, Pantian Shengxiang's body was unstable, and with a rumbling sound, he fell directly to the ground.

Zhao Shiqi mobilized his mental power first and condensed a gust of wind, which acted on his body and flew to mid-air more than a thousand meters above the ground.

"How is the space power... possible... Could it be... he is... he is the successor of time and space..."

Zhao Shiqi stared at the still quite chaotic space below, and could not keep calm at all.

Suddenly, he felt a cold breath coming from his neck and looked down.

I saw an ancient black sword radiating across his right shoulder, emitting a faint sword light.

Zhang Ruochen stood behind Zhao Shiqi, holding a sword in one hand, and said, "I'm just guessing my identity now, is it too late?"

"You are Zhang Ruochen."

Zhao Shiqi tried hard to control his shocked and fearful mood, making him look calm as much as possible.

Zhang Ruochen put away the ancient sword of Chenyuan, stepped on the void, walked to the opposite side of Zhao Shiqi without any haste, and said, "Tell me! Who instructed you to kill me?"

Seeing Zhang Ruochen put away his sword, Zhao Shiqi was still a little ready to move, wanting to mobilize his mental power and fight back.

However, after some rigorous calculations, Zhao Shiqi gave up this decision.

Because Zhang Ruochen was too close to him at this moment, it was no more difficult to kill him than to kill an ordinary person.

After all, the mental semi-saint is only suitable for long-range attacks. Once the martial arts semi-saint of the same realm is approached by the martial arts semi-saint of the same realm, then there is only a way out of death.

Zhao Shiqi gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "After I say it, you are going to kill me." "Not necessarily." Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "The 47th-level mental semi-saint is a powerful beast master. People like you are still very useful. As long as you don't play tricks with me, I will not only not kill you, but I will also use you more." Zhao Shiqi heard what Zhang Ruochen said, and his eyelids slightly jumped, saying: "Do you want me to do something for you? Do you know that this is the Blood God Sect. As long as I spread the news of your appearance, even if you have three heads and six arms, you won't want to escape alive."

Zhang Ruochen said, "Don't worry, even if I want to die, you will definitely die in front of me." Gradually, Zhao Shiqi relaxed and was no longer so nervous.

Because, if Zhang Ruochen wants to kill him, he will not say so much to him. Since Zhang Ruochen does not intend to kill him, then he is qualified to negotiate terms with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhao Shiqi said: "Zhang Ruochen, you are the descendant of time and space, have great luck, and have cultivated into the tenth transformation of the fish and dragon god. In the future, you will definitely become the overlord of Kunlun Realm. I, Zhao Shiqi, can follow you, but what can you give me?"

Mingzong was just established and was the time to recruit talents. Zhang Ruochen naturally focused on recruiting talents with scarce talents like Zhao Shiqi.

If the recruitment fails, it is not too late to get rid of it.

Zhang Ruochen stared at him and said, "You should be almost two hundred years old, right?"

A sad look flashed in Zhao Shiqi's eyes.

His age is indeed almost two hundred years old.

Whether it is a semi-saint of martial arts or a semi-saint of mental power, two hundred years old is a major watershed.

After the age of the Martial Arts Semi-saint is over two hundred years old, his blood and energy will begin to decline and his body will begin to age. Without the assistance of the holy pills and holy medicines, it will be difficult for him to improve his cultivation in the future.

The mental power semi-saint is slightly better than the martial arts semi-saint. Even after two hundred years, the mental power can continue to grow, but the growth rate will become very slow.

At Zhao Shiqi's age, it is already the limit to be able to cultivate the strength of mental power to level 48 in this life. It is even possible that it is difficult for him to even overcome the hurdle of level 48.

Zhang Ruochen said, "If I told you that today, I can only help you cultivate your mental power to the holy realm. Will you surrender to me?"

"So you're serious?"

A hot light appeared in Zhao Shiqi's eyes, which was difficult to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Zhang Ruochen still looked quite calm and said, "You should have heard that I found a magical medicine in the underworld." "Of course I have heard that you use that magical medicine to rebirth the Xuanji Sword Saint." Zhao Shiqi said.

Zhang Ruochen's fame in the Kunlun Realm is actually no less than that of the older generation of saints. Every move has attracted the attention of cultivators all over the world.

The identity of the descendant of time and space is definitely not a false reputation.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "The magic medicine I found in the underworld is called Qixing Shenling."

Zhao Shiqi obviously knew the medicinal power of the Seven Star Shenling. After hearing this name, the excitement on his face became more obvious, saying: "In legend, the first leaf of the Seven Star Shenling is like a green dragon. If you take it, it will be enough to cultivate into spiritual power... the Great Sage."

Zhang Ruochen said, "What are you doing so excited? I have never said that if you want to reward you with the green dragon leaves, you can only provide you with some dewdrops on the green dragon leaves."

Zhao Shiqi immediately laughed dryly, showing a pleasing expression, and said, "Even if Mr. Zhang rewards the Qinglong leaves to me, it will not be able to digest and absorb them with my mental strength. As long as I can obtain some dewdrops on the Qinglong leaves, the power contained in the dewdrops is enough to cultivate my mental strength to level 50 and become a spiritual saint. Once my mental strength becomes a saint, my life span will definitely increase greatly."

"So, have you decided to surrender to me? Do you really believe that I have the Seven-Star Shenling?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.

Zhao Shiqi was slightly stunned, and immediately smiled, saying, "Young Master Zhang can cultivate to the current realm at a young age. He will definitely have a bright future in the future. Even if there is no Seven-Star Shenling, I am willing to follow him to the death." After saying this, Zhao Shiqi knelt down on one knee, put his palm on his chest, and made a gesture of loyalty.

For Zhao Shiqi, it is difficult to achieve higher achievements in his life by continuing to stay in the Blood God Sect.

However, following a legendary figure like Zhang Ruochen, it may not be possible to create a new future.

The history of Kunlun Realm has given birth to many emperors who dominate an era. Those followers around the emperor can also get countless benefits and eventually become first-class strong people, which makes other monks look up to.

Zhang Ruochen's current achievements are even better than those emperors when they were young.

If Zhang Ruochen becomes a great emperor in the future, then it would be a huge profit for Zhao Shiqi to choose to follow him now. At that time, the Dharma Kings and Palace Masters of the Blood God Sect will probably come to curry favor with him.

In a word, Zhao Shiqi is taking advantage of his last decades of life and betting on a future.

"Get up!"

Zhang Ruochen said again: "Tell me, who is going to kill me?"

Zhao Shiqi stood up and said solemnly: "Report to the young master, the one who wants to kill you is His Highness the Son of God." "Plum Lanzhu?"

A smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face.

Zhang Ruochen's performance in Poluo Mountain is indeed very excellent, but it does not threaten Mei Lanzhu's status as the Son of God.

Then, it can only be another reason, the saint of the Blood God Sect, Shangguan Xianyan.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "Plum Lanzhu is at the ranks of the tenth place in the king's throne at the Realm Banquet. He can be regarded as the top 20 heroes in the Kunlun Realm. Why is he so arrogant?"

Zhang Ruochen got into trouble with Guan Xianyan, just wanted to hide her identity, and did not think about really pursuing her.

But unexpectedly, because of this incident, he actually caused a murderous disaster on himself.

Zhao Shiqi smiled coldly, "Young Master, why do you want to remove the plum orchid bamboo in the Heavenly Palace of Youzi without knowing it? Then, do you go to be the Son of God?"

I have to say that Zhang Ruochen was still a little moved by Zhao Shiqi's proposal.

After all, the status of "Gu Linfeng" is still too low, and he cannot access the core secrets of the Blood God Sect at all, and he is also reluctant to do things.

If you can become the Son of God of the Blood God Cult, then the situation will be very different.

There are two ways to become the Son of God of the Blood God Cult.

The first method: kill the plum orchid bamboo. Zhang Ruochen used the invisible and invisible thirty-six transformations to change into his appearance and become the new plum orchid bamboo.

However, Meilanzhu is different from Gu Linfeng. Meilanzhu has been practicing in the Blood God Cult. It was watched by the leader of the Blood God Cult and the elders, and he also knows him very well.

Zhang Ruochen changed into his appearance, and it was difficult to avoid exposing any flaws at all.

After all, the leader of the Blood God Sect and those old guys are not stupid people, but are smarter than the other. How easy is it to deceive them?

Then, there is only a second way: kill Mei Lanzhu, and then compete for the position of the Son of God as Gu Linfeng.

If you can hide in the Blood God Sect as the Son of God, you can not only hide your eyes, but also obtain a large amount of cultivation resources.

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment and said, "Let this be put before you can think about it slowly later. I have another important thing, I must rush to the Youzi Tiangong immediately."

Zhang Ruochen flew back to the top of the snow-capped mountain, came to Su Bai's body, and first investigated her aura.

The previous sword not only broke through Su Bai's qi sea, but also smashed her holy soul to pieces, and she could not die again.

On Su Bai's body, Zhang Ruochen found some holy stones, elixirs, and secret books. In addition, there were three drops of blood divine blood.

The Blood God Divine Blood can be used to resist the chewing of the Blood God Gu, or to feed the Blood God Gu, making the cultivation of the Blood God Gu stronger.

Zhang Ruochen put all the treasures into the space ring. Then, his eyes looked at Zhao Shiqi in the distance.

Zhao Shiqi stood in front of Pantian Shengxiang's head, took out a healing pill from his arms, and fed it into the huge elephant's mouth.

"It seems that he has truly surrendered to me. When he arrived at the Heavenly Palace of You, he might be able to use him." Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen deliberately distanced himself from Zhao Shiqi, just to test him.

If Zhao Shiqi pretended to surrender, then he would definitely attack Zhang Ruochen just now, or escape immediately, and spread the news of Zhang Ruochen's appearance.

Since he did not do this, Zhang Ruochen could continue to trust him.
Chapter completed!