It was no secret that Yan Wushen invited Zhang Ruochen. The moment the Jiulong Chariot drove into Jiayin City, the news spread among major forces.

Everyone knows that Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen are the most powerful heroes of this era, and they must have a peak competition.

It may be divided into winners or losers, or life and death.

Their reunion is also intriguing.

At the same time, a wonderful battle broke out at the night banquet of the top ten tribes hosted by the Huangtian tribe.

Emperor Yu fought against the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles of the Jingtian Tribe, "Yue Tinghai", and defeated him with strong and fierce means, cut off his right arm, and avenged his previous shame.

Some people suspect that Emperor Yu not only achieved the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm, but also practiced the third-grade holy intention.

Otherwise, Yuetinghai would not have been defeated so badly, and he had almost no power to fight back.

At this point, the position of the strongest man in the Immortal Vampire clan has become the battle between the three strongest masters of the Sword Prison Emperor, the Feng Queen, and the Yu Emperor.

When the news came out, the monks of the ten clans were all shocked.

The strength of the Immortal Vampire clan officially rushed to the forefront among the ten clans.

However, what puzzled countless monks was that Emperor Yu's powerful cultivation was not the leader of the Blood Heaven Tribe. In this way, Zhang Ruochen, who was making an appointment in the Temple of No Gods, attracted greater attention.

Over the night, clouds rush, presenting six different colors.

That is the light emitted by the six-colored star fog in the universe forest.

"Boom."

Accompanied by a deafening thunder, six colorful rain fell from the sky, dripping and falling on the eaves tiles, like pearl curtains and tears.

Prajna stood in the long pavilion, her white clothes were as snow, and her long black hair swayed in the wind. She stretched out a slender hand as jade as her, followed by raindrops, but her eyes looked at the direction of Jiayin City.

Beside her, there was a long-shaped figure of flames standing. If you stare carefully, you will see that it was a woman.

Her name is Huo Mei Yin Ji, and she belongs to the dead clan.

"You take Zhang Ruochen too seriously, right?" Huo Mei Yinji showed a confused and disdainful look.

Prajna's eyes were as quiet as water, and she said, "It's not that I value him, it's that the Yama clan values ​​him. Why should we underestimate the opponents that can make the Yama clan pay so much attention? If Fenghou gets his support, we have to be careful."

"Dada."

Wujiang walked over with a blue paper umbrella in his hand. Under the light, a long shadow cast on the ground and said, "Whether Zhang Ruochen can walk out of the Temple of Wu is still an unknown number."

Huo Mei Yin Ji stared at him, and saw that handsome face, a different kind of spirit appeared in her eyes, and said, "I heard that Yan Wushen embarked on a path of practicing Buddhism. With an ancient relics, he borrowed the artifact of Ten Thousand Buddhas's bright lamp to refine his body to the extreme, which can be called a half-Buddha body. It is more difficult for Zhang Ruochen to walk out of the Temple of Wushen alive than climbing to heaven."

"The rain is too fast and the wind is too cold. Let's go back first! Zhang Ruochen does not have any threat before breaking the first shackle."

Wujiang passed over the fire Meiyinji, walked to Prajna, supported her umbrella, blocking the wind that floated in, and also blocking the rain that fell into Prajna's palm. Prajna couldn't help but frowned, and a trace of displeasure appeared deep in her pupils.

At this moment, a shadow appeared in the rain curtain, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Report to Your Highness Prajna, Zhang Ruochen walked out of the Temple of No God."

The rippling waves in Prajna's eyes, and a beautiful and unparalleled smile appeared on his white face, saying: "In his home court, Yan Wushen could not keep Zhang Ruochen. Zhang Ruochen was already better in this confrontation between the two of them. One Yu Emperor, and another Zhang Ruochen, the Blood Heaven Tribe this time is really interesting, and there are surprises everywhere."

A cold light appeared in Wujiang's eyes and said, "I'll go and meet him for a while."

Before the voice fell, his figure disappeared in the long pavilion.

In the hands of Huo Meiyinji, he grabbed the green paper umbrella that Wujiang had just held and said, "Fighting is prohibited in Hanye City. Isn't he afraid of breaking the rules?"

"You don't have to worry, they all know how to fight within the scope of the rules."

Prajna's hand was still spread out in the rain, feeling the coldness of the raindrops carefully, and the palms looked colorful, like a painting made of ink.

The raindrops begin in the sky, and end with her hand, and she walks through her life.

This is its destiny for life!

"them?"

A look of surprise appeared on Huo Mei Yin Ji's face.

The word "they" cannot represent Wujiang and Zhang Ruochen. Is there any other force who are also ready to attack Zhang Ruochen?

...

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Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen drank three cups before getting up and leaving.

From the space trap, the Great Sage of Blood-Crying Dragged out. Zhang Ruochen stepped out of the Temple of God without a trace, and flames were emitting the fragrance of flowers and wine. His hair was red and golden, and his feet made a "chichi" sound.

As soon as I walked out of the temple, strange flowers grew on the ground in the garden, and even the sky had petals flying.

The monks guarding the Temple of No God retreated one after another, and were all extremely surprised.

The Great Saint was both depressed and curious. Did Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen fight? Who would win and who would lose?

He wanted to ask, but when he saw that Zhang Ruochen was in a very wrong state, he restrained himself.

"Return to Hanhai Manor."

When entering the Nine Dragon Chariot, Zhang Ruochen gave this order.

As the long roar of the Nine Dragons sounded, the carriage rushed out of the Hanyi City and drove on the street.

In the chariot, Lian Xi had already walked off the bed, wearing a purple dress, with a slender waist like a willow, and a flowing cloud. She sniffed gently with her nose, looking at Zhang Ruochen's extremely painful appearance, and said, "Have you drunk the extremely strong wine?"

"Twelve flowers bloom."

Zhang Ruochen intertwined his hands and tried his best to operate the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" to refine the wine contained in the twelve flowers.

Although Yan Wushen is testing his depth, the twelve flowers blooming are indeed rare treasures, and they have extraordinary effects on tempering the body and breaking the shackles.

Yan Wushen was able to take out this wine and taste it with Zhang Ruochen, which means that he was definitely not a stingy and narrow-minded person.

It may not be a bad thing for Chi Kunlun to stay by his side.

Lianxi frowned and said, "You know that there are huge hidden dangers in your body. Whether it is a million times masculinity, or the Yan Shen Leg, the Three Dragons and the Three Elephants, it will backfire you. Why do you dare to swallow the Fiery attribute wine?"

"Are you caring about me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Lianxi said: "I'm just afraid that you will torture me again. Or, you will die after being backfired, and I will lose a best place to live in the world of hell."

Zhang Ruochen stared at her with a strange look and said, "It seems that you have already thought it clearly and understand your situation. This is a good thing."

"I just hope you can agree. If you go to the battlefield of merit in the future, you can let me go." Lianxi said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You still want to go back to Heaven? Can you go back?"

"You don't have to worry about this! As long as you promise me, I will promise you that in the hell world, I will listen to you and be your most well-behaved maid in the future." Lian Xi said.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and said, "Okay! It's useless to keep a woman whose heart is not with me. I will help you whenever you want to leave."

After receiving Zhang Ruochen's promise, Lian Xi completely relieved her. Seeing that the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, she asked, "How can I help you?"

"How can you help me with your cultivation?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.

Lianxi showed a soft and hesitant expression and approached the past. Just as she was about to take action, Zhang Ruochen pushed her away and said, "I will slowly digest the power of the twelve flowers with my body, and use its power to melt the shackles in my body. I have recorded your feelings!"

"Crazy."

The Great Sage was sitting outside the car, looking at the empty streets, a strong sense of doubt arose in his heart, and he became alert.

In the Hell Realm, there is actually no difference between day and night. It is as lively as it is, even if it rains, it should not be so quiet.

Suddenly, the Nine Dragon Chariot stopped.

Lian Xi's jade hand lifted the curtain and asked, "What's going on..."

She was surprised to find that the Great Sage, who broke the seventy-two shackles, had not sat in the car at all, and disappeared silently. A layer of pink fog appeared on the street ahead.

With her powerful mental power, she could feel the space in the pink mist being stretched.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and it rushed towards the Jiulong Chariot, swallowing up the surrounding buildings and streets.

Finally, Lan Xi's vision became completely pink.

A feeling of anxiety arose in her heart.

A jokey laughter sounded in the fog: "The shadowless fairy in the "Nine Immortals Beauty" in the Heavenly Court actually came to the Hell Realm and became Zhang Ruochen's maid. Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this?"

In the pink fog, a frame appeared out of thin air, only ten feet away from the Nine Dragon Chariot. The driver was a human-shaped skeleton with only flesh and blood on his face.

The laughter just now came from the frame.

Lian Xi stared at the skeleton driver and took a breath.

The coachman, whose intact face was exactly the same as the Great Sage who cried with blood.

Could it be that at that moment just now, the Great Sage of Blood-Crying had been silently killed by the other party and refined into a skeleton?

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and released his mental power.

However, as soon as the mental power comes into contact with the pink fog, it is dissolved and cannot detect the other party's reality.

At this moment, a ghost mist appeared behind the Nine Dragon Chariot, and a black car frame was parked there. A hearty laughter came out in the car: "Don't you feel humiliated as Zhang Ruochen's maid? Fairy Wuying has nothing to do with you, so leave quickly."

The three frames were parked in a straight line, and the Nine Dragon Chariot was blocked in the middle.

Lian Xi knew very well that if she left Zhang Ruochen, she would only become a prisoner of the next hell world monk. At that time, the situation would be more difficult than now.

"Who are you? Don't you know that fighting and killing are prohibited in Hanye City?" Lian Xi said.
To be continued...