Fei Zhong became the best-ranked strong man in the divine realm, so he could naturally understand the secrets of heaven and understand the truth of the world. It was only because Yan Yu's reputation was too great that he shocked him.

Gong Nanfeng revealed the false Yan Yu's identity in one sentence, and Fei Zhong was naturally so angry that he smoked his orifices.

The giant of the dwarf tribe, who "divine spirits do not come out, and is called emperor in the secular world", was played by several great saints from the Hundred Shackles and Thousand Questions realms, destroying the puppet clone he had worked hard to sacrifice, which is a great humiliation.

It should be noted that Fei Zhong's cultivation strength and status in the Heavenly Court were far superior to Wu Zu of Guanghan Realm and the likes of the Great Emperor of Nirvana.

Fei Zhong scolded angrily: "Who are you?"

"I am Yan Yu, the demigod god." Zhang Ruochen waved Gong Nanfeng away and wanted to force himself to pretend.

Unfortunately, the dark clouds formed after the explosion of dark matter have dissipated a lot and become weak. If it were Yan Yu, the dark energy would definitely be as eternal as a black hole, devouring all the light and heat in time.

"I kill you."

Fei Zhong's mouth spits sound waves, and the four characters are transformed into four forms, namely the Qingyue God disciple, the Golden Armor Knight, the God King lifts the cauldron, and the Heavenly Ghost Pushing the Mill.

One word is a high-level holy art of thousands of questions.

The disciple of God is thousands of feet tall, with a green moon above his head, shining thousands of miles.

The golden-armored knight was murderous, and behind him was a phantom of thousands of troops, bursting out with a momentum of unstoppable momentum.

...

The light of the green moon surged, like a huge wave of tide, which made Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu retreat backwards and could not compete with them.

Zhang Ruochen sighed lightly, stimulating the divine power in his body, and an extremely huge blood phoenix divine shadow appeared behind him.

That is the manifestation of the concreteization of divine power.

Zhang Ruochen's body is the blood behind, and he used the divine blood of a divine blood phoenix. After eight hundred years of nourishment, he reached the level of a demigod body. Because the power of Zhang Ruochen's demigod body is closely related to the blood phoenix to a great extent.

Zhang Ruochen has been analyzing the secrets recently in order to exert the strongest power of the demigod body.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen tried his best to break the disciple of the Qingyue above his head with his palm power, and then cut the golden armored knight, sweeping the god king who held the tripod and the heavenly ghost who pushed the grinding.

He hit four consecutive attacks and broke four holy techniques in a row.

It seemed to be done in one go, but everyone could see that "Yan Yu" was barely broken, and his hair was cut off by a knife by the golden armored knight, and his head almost flew out.

It should be noted that this is just an attack formed by Fei Zhong's casual yell.

Fei Zhong completely saw the reality of "Yan Yu" and his eyes were full of anger. If he didn't kill this person today, he would definitely fall into his inner demon.

"Enough! With me here, how can you allow the great saint of your heavenly world to show off your might?"

The Black Corpse Sha's arm was poked out and turned into a black dragon claw hundreds of miles long, stopping Fei Zhong, who was trying to kill Zhang Ruochen.

This claw, the dragon energy and the corpse energy are extremely rich, containing countless rules.

Fei Zhong looked up and felt that the scale-shaped sky was pressing down, crushing the Taoist domain he had supported one foot, and finally, it fell heavily on him.

Fei Zhong fell rapidly by one claw, and the holy energy in his body became disordered.

"The Dead Ten Shadows are indeed extremely fearful, I am no match for it."

Fei Zhong's thought flashed through his mind, and the second claw of the Black Corpse Shah slapped horizontally.

Tens of millions of dragon shadows surged out from the dragon's claws, and thousands of dragons roared and roared.

"The sky opens and breaks the sun."

Fei Zhong raised the battle axe in his hand over his head and used the superior high-level holy art. Infinite thunder and lightning surged out of the battle axe. Each thunder and lightning was like a river of electricity, traversing tens of thousands of miles.

Zhang Ruochen, Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, and Gong Nanfeng were all fleeing far away quickly. This was the peak battle under the divine realm. Even if you were hit by a lightning, it would not be a good thing.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw a huge axe that was thousands of miles long, like a black figure standing in the air, slashing towards the half-dragon and half-human figure standing in the air.

"You Fei Zhong, you are still far from it."

The black corpse shouted loudly and turned into the body of the black dragon.

Infinite divine power was released from the huge dragon body. When he slapped it with one claw, the shadow of the giant axe shattered and turned into a rain of light that had fallen thousands of miles away.

Fei Zhong vomited blood and flew quickly into the distance.

"It's not that easy to leave."

The black divine dragon was far faster than Fei Zhong, and he caught up with him in an instant, spitting out a treasure seal with a ray of light from his mouth. From the treasure seal, four ancient dragon tribes flew out, injuring Fei Zhong again, and intercepted him.

Fei Zhong knew very well that among the ten undead swords, the combat power can only be at the bottom, but the speed is one of the best, so it may be difficult for him to get out today.

"If you continue fighting, you will die together." Fei Zhong said in a deep voice.

The black dragon said without fear: "Before you self-destruct the holy source, answer my question, what is going on with Zhang Ruochen's death? Did you take the Tianshu Needle away?"

Obviously, Gong Nanfeng's previous sentence "Brother Ruochen" did not remind them of Zhang Ruochen.

After all, no one believes that Zhang Ruochen can survive under the arrow of heaven.

Even if Hei Zisha and Fei Zhong are shot by the Heavenly Dao arrow, they will most likely die.

Gong Nanfeng, Yan Zhexian, and Yan Huangtu couldn't help but look at the fake Yan Yu.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It is rumored that the Black Corpse Shape is the Temple of Destiny. It is cultivated by a pure-blooded black dragon corpse. It is only for killing and not afraid of death. His combat power is indeed extraordinary. He can easily defeat Fei Zhong."

Yan Zhexian knew that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately distracting the topic and did not want to tell them the truth, so he rolled his eyes and said, "Fe Zhongyuan is not the opponent of Hei Zisha. Do we have to escape?"

"No, the more we are, the more we want to escape, the farther we run, the better." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Huangtu said: "That's right! If Fei Zhong is forced into the death realm, he will definitely explode the holy source and burn with the black corpse and jade. A supreme saint who self-destructs himself, the destructive power caused by us is not something we can stop."

"Let's go now."

Zhang Ruochen released the holy energy and enveloped the three of them. As soon as he turned around, his eyes were frozen. He saw that at some point, there was a figure sitting behind them.

But before, I didn't notice it.

Bai Qing'er sat in the void, with a stone bench under her, a stone table, and a stone pavilion.

The stone bench, stone table, and stone pavilion are slowly revealed in front of the four people from nothing to something. She is like being able to create the world, strange and magical.

On the stone table, a teapot and a tea cup appeared.

In the teapot, boiling tea appears.

The fragrance of tea floats in the universe and turns into fog bridges.

Outside the stone pavilion, rockery and pools appeared, soil condensed from the ground, colorful spiritual flowers, holy trees grew, and vermilion fruits were born on the trees.

Soon, an island like a fairyland was born from scratch, little by little.

Even the knowledge of Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian was dumbfounded and shocked.

Zhang Ruochen knew better than them Bai Qing'er's terror. He stared at her sitting in the pavilion, but his mental power was communicating with the Burial Golden White Tiger, and asked, "This time, I'm afraid I have to borrow your power!"

"I think you'd better not waste this only opportunity. Using strength to break the power is really inferior. This girl is extremely intelligent, but she is extremely conceited and may not kill you. If you can deal with her with her own strength, you will not think of me at the first time when you encounter a stronger enemy in the future. Of course, if you can't handle it, I will naturally not sit idly by, but I will be quite disappointed with your ability." said Baihu, the Burial Golden White Tiger.

Zhang Ruochen's heart quickly calmed down, walked up the stairs, and walked into the stone pavilion.

He sat straight opposite Bai Qing'er, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup.

Bai Qing'er showed a look of surprise in her wonderful eyes, and said with a smile: "Young Master Ruochen didn't even have any fear when he saw me?"

"Why should you be afraid? Anyway, in the future, either I am yours or you are mine. Isn't it better to be casual when meeting your own people?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Bai Qing'er's face was full of smiles, as bright as the morning glow of the rising sun, and said, "You are not curious, how did I find this place?"

"I think the problem is either Shang Yue or Shang Xia." Zhang Ruochen thought for a while and said, "It should be Shang Xia! Have you guessed that the Heavenly Dao arrows can't kill me?"

Bai Qing'er said: "As the guide of the burial of the white tiger, how can a heavenly arrow be killed?"

"So you already know!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Bai Qing'er said: "It was only after I came to Ice King Star that I accidentally learned about it. Congratulations to the Great Sage Ruochen for being protected by the gods. He will surely soar into the sky in the future."

"Do you know that I have the protection of the gods, but you still dare to be enemies with me?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little sharp.

Bai Qing'er said lightly: "The white tiger in the burial of gold appeared in this era, but a sick cat is destined to be unable to roar the world. At least now, I am not afraid of it at all. If it appears and becomes an enemy of me, it will undoubtedly die."

The sound of the white tiger buried in the golden gold sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ears: "I take back what I said just now. I can do my best to help you when I fight this woman, without a limit on the number of times. However, you must be sure of winning and you must not lose."

Bai Qing'er is not completely rude.

If she is strong enough to force the White Tiger to use power beyond the rules of heaven and earth, then the White Tiger to Bury the White Tiger will definitely suffer the punishment of heaven, and will be in danger of falling.

She will bury Jin Baihu and Zhang Ruochen, and she can see it very clearly.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You know that the Heavenly Arrow can't kill me, but you deliberately sent Shang Xia to get my body. Could it be that I expected that I would capture her instead of killing her?"

Bai Qing'er said: "Shangguan Que is in my hands, of course you will not kill Shang Xia. You must have the bargaining chips to negotiate with me."

"So, in the Goddess Tower, are you deliberately hinting at me that the teacher is in your hands?" Zhang Ruochen stared at her eyes, hoping to see through her heart by the way of truth.

However, he saw two abysses. Countless illusions appeared in front of him, his consciousness became blurred and he was drowsy.

Bai Qing'er's mouth raised slightly.

"Chi Yao, I treat you as much as my beloved, why did you kill me?"

Zhang Ruochen roared, rushed forward, and sat up from the bed.
To be continued...