In this space, six-colored magic butterflies are flying, like six-colored light clouds.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Prajna's position just now. Where was her figure?
She hid.
"Long time no see, Zhang Ruochen."
Nan Sheng was holding a gray bone fan and smiling, looking quite free and unrestrained.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Yes, it's been a long time indeed. You, the descendant of Tiannan Life and Death Ruins, have such a noble status, why did you come to the Abyss of Darkness to die?"
"Of course I want to kill you. With so many treasures and mysteries on your body, what a pity it would be if you couldn't fall into my hands?" Nan Sheng said.
Kongli Zanghai was always vigilant and asked: "Who killed General Gai Lin and Master Yutian?"
"Of course I killed him." Zhang Ruochen said directly.
After his spiritual power became a god, the power of the true god no longer exerted any pressure on Zhang Ruochen.
"Just you? Junior, I can pin you to death with just one finger."
Kong Li Zang Hai stretched out his index finger and pressed it from the air.
The regular divine patterns in the space condensed on Zhang Ruochen's head and turned into fingerprints as thick as a pillar. The fingerprints were clearly manifested.
"Wow!"
A sword light flew out of the air and cut off countless divine patterns.
Kongli Zanghai made a muffled sound from his mouth, blood splattered on his hand, and the outstretched finger flew up and fell into the golden stream.
Prajna held Shen Yuan's ancient sword and flew down next to Zhang Ruochen and Hai Hai.
The sound of the sword trembled, and the sound was extremely harsh.
Kongli Zanghai glanced at the golden stream, not daring to be distracted and collecting the severed fingers. She opened her eyes angrily and said, "Goddess Prajna, it turns out it's you. It was you who killed General Gailin and Master Yutian."
Nan Sheng's face darkened and he said: "The Goddess represents the Temple of Destiny, but she kills my dead god. If this matter comes to the Destiny Mountain, isn't the Goddess afraid of being pushed to the God-killing Stage?"
"I'll just kill you and silence you." Prajna said.
Kongri Zanghai said: "Your Highness the Goddess, you have such a strong tone. You have just stepped into the divine realm. You have not even cultivated the divine realm. However, this god is a middle-level god. How can you kill me?"
"This goddess really doesn't take a middle-level god like you seriously."
"Zheng!"
Prajna was about to draw his sword when suddenly he noticed something, his eyes became solemn, he stared in the direction behind Nansheng and Kongli Zanghai, and said: "Come out, I have sensed your breath."
"Da da!"
Slow footsteps sounded.
"The Prajna Goddess is so alert. I admire her. I admire her."
A god with four arms and four eyes walked out of the golden mist. His body was covered with divine chains, and his body was more than three times taller than Kongli Zanghai and Nan Sheng.
As soon as he walked out, the entire space became gray and filled with deathly energy.
Prajna said: "Fourth mystery."
Gui Si said: "I come here, can the Prajna Goddess leave?"
"You, Guisi, are a high-ranking god. You are a senior who has been practicing for 100,000 years. This goddess gives you this face. Let's go!"
Prajna was obviously quite afraid of the true god who had just arrived.
Zhang Ruochen still has some understanding of the divine realm. Being able to cultivate to the level of a high-level god is indeed no small matter. In the final analysis, Prajna has just stepped into the divine realm and is a lower-level god.
There is a gap of two realms.
Even if a Yuanhui-level representative becomes a god, it will be difficult to bridge the gap between the two realms.
"Wait a minute! I said that Her Majesty the Goddess can leave, but I did not say that the two of them are qualified to leave." Guisi's voice was deep and cold, with a chill in it.
Prajna threw Shen Yuan in his hand to Zhang Ruochen, summoned the Destiny Staff, and said: "What if this goddess must take them away?"
The corners of Guisi's mouth raised, and his four eyes smiled ferociously: "The Prajna Goddess looks down on Guisi too much. If she didn't give face to the Temple of Destiny and God Nu Tian, how sure does the goddess think she can escape?"
Kongli Zanghai had fished out the severed finger from the golden stream, connected it, and appeared on the other side of the stream, holding hands with Guisi.
Prajna said: "If I want to leave, can you stop me?"
"In other places, it is indeed difficult for me to kill Her Highness the Goddess. However, here is the body of the Buddhist deity, and no means of escape can be used. Escape is easier said than done?" Guisi's tone was full of confidence and domineering,
It seems that the three of them have settled on Prajna.
If prajna is prajna, maybe you will really be afraid of him.
However, Prajna is Chi Yao.
Chi Yao became a god thousands of years ago, his cultivation was completely consolidated, and he cultivated into the world of gods.
Prajna said: "If I explode the divine source, who among you will be able to escape?"
Guisi said: "I know that the goddess has this way of killing each other, so I gave you the chance to leave. Otherwise, why would I talk so much nonsense to you?"
While Prajna and Gui Si were talking, Hai Hai sent a message to Zhang Ruochen: "Senior Brother Ruochen, I have heard the name of Gui Si. This person is a disciple of the Mo Dharma God King of the Temple of Death. He is very old and his cultivation is very terrifying."
"It's very dangerous here. Other gods may arrive at any time. Her Majesty the Goddess had better make a decision quickly."
Guisi simply did not believe that there were gods who would commit suicide for the lives of other monks. Especially a new god like Prajna, who still has more than 100,000 years of life, how could he be willing to self-destruct his divine source?
Suddenly, a melodious whistle sounded from the upper reaches of the golden stream.
What he was playing was a melodious song, long, melodious, and extremely beautiful.
Everyone's eyes were looking towards the stream.
I saw a small boat floating down from the upper reaches.
Half lying on the boat was an extremely handsome man in red, with long flowing hair and a handsome look. There was a jeweled sword placed on his knee.
It was clearly an extremely dangerous place, but he seemed to be enjoying the sights and sounds, relaxed and at ease.
Zhang Ruochen was extremely surprised when he looked at the man in red lying lazily on the boat and said: "Three thousand concubines!"
"Fengchen!" said Guisi.
The whistle stopped.
The boat also stopped, and the golden stream could not move it.
The impossibly handsome man in red sat up straight, tied his loose belt, and then said angrily: "Why is he the god of your dead clan again? Is there no end? If you want to fight or kill, this sword
God will accompany you to the end.”
Kongli Zanghai and Nan Sheng looked at each other, looking at each other, not understanding the meaning of the Fengchen Sword myth.
At such a critical moment, Guisi obviously didn't want to cause trouble, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid Fengchen Sword God has some misunderstanding. We have no grievances, so why would we want to fight or kill him?"
"No injustice or hatred?"
Fengchen Sword God felt confused and said: "So Tianque Shenji is not a god of the Temple of Death? I heard that you Guisi and Tianque Shenji have a very close relationship."
"What did you do to the Heavenly Magpie Goddess?" Guisi's face darkened.
Fengchen Sword God lifted his belt and said: "I met her a few days ago. I used this boat to trip her up, and then she tried to beat and kill me. It was not easy for me to escape here."
Kong Li Zanghai said: "How could Tian Que Shen Ji attack you, the Sword God, for no reason?"
"Of course not for no reason."
Fengchen Sword God was quite thoughtful and said: "We had a wonderful night. After that, I just said, forgive me for my unrestrained love of freedom in this life. Last night was just a dream, and nothing happened."
After that, she became unreasonable and wanted to beat or kill me."
"Let me say it first, we are really in love with each other. Come and judge, everyone has lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, why can't you see through this? I thought she was just because
My husband is dead and I have been lonely for too long. I just wanted to have fun. Who knew she would take it seriously?"
Guisi was already furious, with thunder and fire surging in his eyes.
Tian Que Shen Ji entered the abyss of darkness with them, and she is the woman that Gui Si has always wanted to get but couldn't get. Listen to this bastard Feng Chen, are you talking in human terms?
We had only met for a few days, but it was already a wonderful night.
Every word hurts my heart.
"I will cut you into pieces."
"Wow!"
Guisi spit out a mouthful of divine fire and rushed toward the Fengchen Sword God in the golden stream.
In an instant, the temperature in the entire space rose rapidly.
This is a breath of divine fire from a superior god. It is so powerful that it can burn the sea of stars. Hidden in the Sky, Nansheng, Prajna, Zhang Ruochen, and the sea all quickly flew away into the distance, not daring to touch it.
In the divine fire, the voice of Fengchen Sword God sounded: "Listen to my explanation, it was her initiative and it had nothing to do with me. Our night was really beautiful. She was in my arms, telling a lot of the troubles and sadness of the years...
…”
"Stop talking and go to hell!"
The roar of Juisi followed closely.
Zhang Ruochen ran away quickly, feeling extremely ashamed and feeling that he had three thousand concubines...
No!
It's Fengchen Sword God...
No!
It’s snow and red dust.
He is really too much, how could he be like this?
Even if Tian Que Shen Ji is voluntary and active, he should control his belt. Even if Tian Que Shen Ji is too tempting and fails to control it, he should be responsible for what he has done, right?
Forgive me for my unrestrained love of freedom in this life!
Listen, is this human talk?
Didn’t you see what happened to the strange and calm atmosphere just now?
After all, Tian Que Shen Ji is the mother of the Magpie God Son.
The Son of Magpie God has to call him Master.
The divine fire spit out by Guisi spread extremely far, and Zhang Ruochen and others rushed out for hundreds of miles before avoiding the central area.
Kongri Zanghai and Nan Sheng followed closely behind, and the two communicated with each other through messages.
"I can temporarily contain Prajna, but can you take down Zhang Ruochen?" Kongli Zanghai said.
Nan Sheng said: "I have become a god with spiritual power, and I have the magic talisman given by Master. It shouldn't be difficult to suppress Zhang Ruochen."
"good!"
The hidden sea in the sky inspires the world of gods and forcibly pulls Prajna into it.
In an instant, only Zhang Ruochen, Hai Hai, and Nan Sheng were left in this space.
"Zhang Ruochen, the White Tiger Burying Gold didn't enter the abyss of darkness. Let's see who can save you today."
Nan Sheng used his mental power to control the six-colored demon butterflies, flying overwhelmingly toward Zhang Ruochen and Hai Hai, wrapping them inside and turning into a huge six-colored cloud.
This butterfly is the Death Demon Butterfly.
She has a beautiful body and butterfly wings like a knife.
"Swish."
Thousands of sword energy flew out, breaking through the six-colored clouds, and the death demon butterflies were smashed to pieces.
Zhang Ruochen held a sword in one hand and grabbed the wrist of Hai Hai, who was wearing the Vulcan armor, with his cold eyes and said: "Since you insist on seeking death, I will send you on your way. I hope that you, the descendant of Tiannan Life and Death Ruins, have any
Less valuable things, otherwise it will be a waste of my time."