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Chapter 1757 Two Shang Ziyan

"Boom."

The phantom formation platform tens of feet high fell from the clouds, burning with flames and emitting thick black smoke.

In addition, Fan Ji's two disciples, Xiao Qianji and Yun Bing, fell downwards together with the formation, falling into the boundless lake, causing huge splashes.

Immediately, two masses of blood spread on the lake surface.

"The phantom formation was breached?"

"Master Fan Ji's mental power and illusion skills are so profound, how could she not be able to defend the formation, not even her two disciples?"

"Master Fan Ji...could something happen?"

All the kings in the heaven world trembled in their hearts.

Fan Ji's powerful strength can definitely be ranked in the top ten among the kings of the Heaven Realm in the Realm of Truth. Even the holy kings present had to bow respectfully when they saw her.

If Fan Ji is defeated, it can be imagined that the person who took action must be extremely powerful.

Today's battle was much more tragic than they imagined.

It was not at all what Shang Ziyan said at the beginning, that the monks in the Kunlun Realm could be wiped out without any casualties. On the contrary, the accidents that happened one after another caused them heavy casualties.

I don’t know how many sons of gods and emperors died in battle. Even if they went to the battlefield of merit, the mortality rate was not so high.

Over the island.

The Goddess of Thousand Stars and the Envoy of Red Desire stand on a black gold battleship, facing the wind. One is heroic and the other is charming, forming two refreshing landscapes.

Qianxing Tiannv sighed: "It's a pity that Fan Ji escaped, and there will be endless troubles!"

Qianxing Tiannu was too confident, so she fought against Fan Ji with her true face.

It's a pity that Fan Ji is much stronger than she imagined. Even if Qianxing Tiannu finally used a talisman that could kill the Eight-step Holy King, it only destroyed the magic array and failed to kill Huan Ji.

Ji.

Although Fan Ji does not know the Thousand Stars Goddess, there are people in the heaven who have seen the face of the Thousand Stars Goddess.

Now that Fan Ji has escaped, it will definitely bring huge trouble to Qian Xing Tian Nu.

The Red Desire Star Envoy looked at the Thousand Stars Heavenly Girl standing in front of him, and was still extremely shocked. This girl was almost the same age as her, but her mental strength reached the fifty-eighth level, and her illusion skills far exceeded hers.

Even her master Huan Sheng may not be stronger than her.

What surprised the Red Desire Angel even more was that this woman seemed to have countless treasures on her body, and each of them could not be purchased even with all her wealth.

The eight illusion beads, the phantom death talisman, and the last talisman used are probably worth more than 100 million holy stones.

And the black gold battleship under their feet is obviously not a mortal thing.

What is her background?

Zhang Ruochen was actually able to invite a mysterious woman with such extraordinary strength and possibly a profound background. The Red Desire Star Envoy felt that Zhang Ruochen must be re-examined in the future, at least not to offend her.

If she can be on good terms with Zhang Ruochen, she will have a way out if the Kunlun Realm is destroyed in the future.

Shang Ziyan couldn't see the figures of the Thousand Star Goddess and the Red Desire Star Envoy, but he saw the suspended black gold battleship, and his eyes suddenly became extremely solemn.

There are a large number of Great Sage inscriptions engraved on the battleship.

Moreover, the battleship seems to be alive, actually breathing in the holy energy of heaven and earth.

Such a battleship is extraordinary, and it is possible for the attack to reach the level of the Great Sage. Of course, this probability is very low, because when entering the Realm of Truth, all powers that reach the level of the Great Sage will

sealed.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have helped you break the illusion formation. Whether you can escape from Shang Zixuan's hands depends on your own ability!"

After receiving this spiritual power, the Thousand Stars Goddess piloted the Wujin battleship, exploded at a speed faster than the Nine-step Holy King, and disappeared into the horizon.

Now that Fan Ji has escaped, Qianxing Tiannv naturally has to rush back to arrange things and create evidence of alibi. She does not want to provoke this behemoth force in the heaven world, so as not to cause trouble to Qianxing Civilization.

At this time, all the monks were confused and couldn't guess who it was that broke the illusion array. Why did he leave so easily?

The Red Desire Star Envoy turned into a stream of red light and flew behind Zhang Ruochen. His sexy red lips moved slightly, wanting to ask about the identity of the Thousand Stars Goddess. In the end, she endured it. Now is not the time to ask about this.

The illusory formation was broken, and the real Xumi Dojo finally appeared.

It is indeed very close, just over twenty miles away, where there are many temples and towering pagodas, especially a hundred-foot-tall Buddha statue, which is particularly eye-catching.

Even though there are no monks chanting sutras, the calming Sanskrit sounds can be heard in the ashram.

"Go to Xumi Dojo."

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Xu issued an order almost at the same time.

Immediately, the monks from the Kunlun Realm rushed towards the Xumi Dojo.

As long as they enter the dojo and realize the equality of all living beings, they may not be unable to compete with the kings of heaven.

The key is that they must find the treasure left by Saint Monk Xumi.

Shang Ziyan's eyes flashed with disdain, and with a wave of his arm, a large number of holy kings from the heaven realm went to chase the monks from the Kunlun realm.

The bloody battle broke out again.

Those holy kings from the heaven realm were intercepted by a large number of undead souls. They were exhausted and could only watch helplessly as the monks from the Kunlun realm kept approaching the Sumeru dojo.

"In the world of heaven, there are very few monks who can practice the dark way to your level."

Shang Ziyan dragged the crimson holy sword and waved it into the sky, and then a waterfall-like sword Xuangang cut through the void and slashed at Han Qiu who was standing in the black ball.

Han Qiu sensed the danger and went all out to mobilize the dark power.

Immediately, two black air pillars flew out, entwined with each other, became stronger and stronger, and collided with the sword path Xuangang.

But as soon as the two came into contact, the two black air pillars were torn apart by the sword Xuangang, and even the black sphere outside Han Qiu was separated.

"So strong?"

Han Qiu's eyes flashed, and she wanted to use the Dark Escape Technique, but found that she had been locked by the opponent's power and could not move.

"Boom."

The purple-gold Bagua mirror in the hands of the wonderful little Taoist flew out a purple light, soared into the sky, and shattered Shang Ziyan's sword energy.

Han Qiu felt lingering fear in her heart, so she stepped back, disappeared into the center of the black ball, and hid herself. Shang Zixan was not something she could fight against now.

The dark power disappeared, and all the undead fell to the ground.

The kings of the Heaven Realm finally freed up their hands and used sacred weapons to attack the monks of the Kunlun Realm from a distance. However, Luo Xu mastered the "Lights of Ten Thousand Houses" and worked together with several other holy kings of the Kunlun Realm to hold them back.

He stood up and withstood the first wave of attacks.

Shang Ziyan's eyes darkened, as if he had made an extremely important decision, and he said coldly: "Do it."

He took the lead and hit the five-color merit tablet, which landed on top of Zhenmiao Taoist's head and suppressed it suddenly.

Shang Ziyan saw that Zhenmiao Taoist was the strongest person on Zhang Ruochen's side, and he had mastered a supreme holy weapon. He could walk sideways under the great sage.

However, as long as it is suppressed, it will become easier to deal with Zhang Ruochen and the monks in the Kunlun Realm.

"Boom."

The wonderful little Taoist held up the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror and mobilized the power of the Supreme, but he could still barely hold up the five-colored merit monument. He cursed in his heart: "What a powerful junior. His realm is one level lower than that of a poor Taoist.

Can suppress poor people."

What surprised the little Taoist Zhenmiao even more was yet to come.

I saw that Shang Ziyan, who was standing on the colorful merit monument, had a second "Shang Ziyan" coming out of his body. He was holding a red holy sword and slashed at Zhang Ruochen below.

It's not a clone technique.

Because the power fluctuations erupted from the two Shang Ziyans did not diminish at all. Moreover, they were both equally powerful, which was incredible to the extreme.

No one present was surprised.

Zhang Ruochen took a breath of cold air. He had seen Shang Zixuan's methods before.

At the beginning, Di Yi, the young master of the Black Market Yipin Hall, practiced the "Devil's Innate Diagram" on the "Stone Carvings of the Demon". There was a secret method in it, which was to find a creature with the same talent as himself and refine it into his own shadow.

In this way, the shadow's combat power is as powerful as the original figure.

Obviously, the skill that Shang Ziyan practiced was so mysterious that it could be compared with the "Stone Carvings of the Demon". He must have refined some other kind of creature into his body and transformed it into a clone as powerful as himself.

Shang Ziyan's sword came very quickly and locked onto Zhang Ruochen.

With Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, he was no match for Shang Ziyan. However, Zhang Ruochen had already thought of a countermeasure and appeared calm and composed.

"rise."

Zhang Ruochen raised his hands, and the purple sacred mountain flew up.

At the same time, Emperor Yi's bone staff transformed into a huge black skeleton, spitting out a mouthful of black evil energy and pouring into the purple sacred mountain. The evil spirit's strength was already comparable to that of the Nine-Step Holy King, and even the Buddha Emperor's relics provided it with a source of strength.

Constant energy.

It and Zhang Ruochen worshiped the Purple Sacred Mountain at the same time. The surface of the Sacred Mountain changed dramatically, with dense purple lines appearing and dense purple mist spewing out.

"Bang."

The purple sacred mountain collided with the crimson holy sword, and a powerful wave of power surged out, causing the entire island to shake violently. Suddenly, the water in the lake surged into the sky, and the powerful holy way energy spread to the bottom of the lake.

Shang Ziyan was shaken backwards and fell several miles away, staring solemnly at the purple sacred mountain suspended above Zhang Ruochen's head.

As if he had seen something, Shang Ziyan's eyes glowed with scorching light, "It's it, it must be it. Zhang Ruochen was able to get this treasure that would make the great sages go crazy. It's really impressive.

transport."

"Boom."

A huge sound came from the direction of Xumi Dojo.

More than a dozen monks from the Kunlun Realm who rushed outside the dojo flew backwards. Two of them, the saints, lost their souls on the spot and their bodies exploded into blood mist. The other monks also suffered serious injuries.

Shang Ziyan actually set up a trap in the real Xumi Dojo, and his work was truly impeccable.


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