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#1051 perfect team

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and completely released his mental power, turning it into dense points of light and flying towards the streets and alleys of Yingsha City.

Not long after, Zhang Ruochen detected an anomaly.

At this moment, all the human monks were rushing towards the north of the city, trying to drive out the barbaric beasts that rushed into the city.

However, there were three rather weak auras rushing towards the south of the city.

Zhang Ruochen exerted his mental power on them and finally saw their figures clearly.

The three of them were all wearing armor that was only worn by warriors from the Ruins Realm. They looked extremely ordinary and would not be recognizable if they blended in with the crowd.

The most suspicious point is that the cultivation level of the three Ruins Realm warriors is obviously only the first transformation of the Fish-Dragon Realm, but they can explode with speeds comparable to high-level semi-saints.

"It should be them."

Zhang Ruochen withdrew his mental power, suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce aura emanated from his whole body.

"Have you found those undead vampire lurkers?"

Sun Dadi grabbed the iron rod in his hand, his pupils glowed with golden light, and he was eager to try.

You will never show mercy when encountering undead vampires.

"It has indeed been found."

Zhang Ruochen nodded, and took out the Divine Wooden Diagram of the Universe from the Qi Sea between his brows.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Yanchen, Qing Mo, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Han Qiu, Murong Yue, and six high-level half-saints from the Murong family, 66, walked out of the door of space and appeared in the courtyard.

Zhang Ruochen had revealed his identity to Sun Dadi a long time ago and did not hide it from him.

Sun Dadi didn't care about Zhang Ruochen's identity at all, but felt that practicing with Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, was a promising thing.

Zhang Ruochen told them the situation in Yingsha City in the simplest way possible.

Murong Yue and the sixth-level high-level half-saints of the Murong family have been practicing in seclusion in Tujuan World. With Zhang Ruochen providing them with a steady stream of divine blood, everyone's cultivation has improved a lot.

Now, when everyone comes to the Qinglong Ruins world, they naturally have to go through life and death training in order to become a truly strong person.

Fighting against barbarians is a kind of training.

At the same time, only through combat can they integrate the results of their recent training with actual combat.

"Wow——"

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and three thousand-pattern sacred artifacts flew out, including a blood knife, an ancient tripod, and thirty-six blue iron beads.

Blood-quenching magic sword.

Ice Soul Divine Cauldron.

Starry sea of ​​dust and sand.

Zhang Ruochen handed the Blood Tempering Divine Sword to Murong Chengfeng for him to control.

Murong Chengfeng is the strongest among the six high-level semi-saints of the Murong family, and his cultivation level has reached the ninth level of semi-sage.

Originally, he was only in the early stage of the ninth-level semi-saint. He practiced in seclusion in the world of pictures, refined a large amount of divine blood, and directly raised his cultivation level to the peak of the ninth-level semi-saint.

Murong Chengfeng's current strength is slightly better than Yan Tong at his peak.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the sword."

Murong Chengfeng knelt on one knee and was very respectful to Zhang Ruochen.

He already knew Zhang Ruochen's true identity. As an old member of the Shengming Central Empire, he was naturally very willing to be loyal to His Highness the Crown Prince.

With Murong Chengfeng's cultivation level and the power of the Blood Tempering Divine Sword, he was able to become one of the most powerful men in the Holy Realm.

Later, Zhang Ruochen handed over "Xinghai Chensha" to Murong Yue and "Ice Soul Divine Cauldron" to Han Qiu.

As for Huang Yanchen, she holds in her hand a holy sword given by the Queen herself. The grade of that holy sword is far higher than that of these three thousand-patterned holy weapons, so naturally there is no need for other soldiers.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Huang Yanchen and said: "Senior sister, you come with me to deal with the three undead vampire lurkers. The rest of the people immediately rush to the north of the city to kill the savage beasts."

Zhang Ruochen also issued another ban to Da Sikong and Er Sikong, telling them not to kill as much as possible and only to protect the safety of others.

With two masters, Da Sikong and Er Sikong, escorting them, they should be able to retreat calmly even if they encounter the Beast King.

After Zhang Ruochen finished arranging everything, he turned his gaze to the five commanders of the Canglong Army who were kneeling on the ground. In his mind, he pictured the descendants of the Zhang family being massacred. His fists could not help but clenched, and a killing intent appeared in his eyes.

So, he moved his lips and sent a message to Murong Yue, asking her to do this.

Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen, and Qing Mo used their physical skills to fly out of the courtyard and rushed towards the south of the city to pursue the three Xujie warriors who were acting suspiciously.

In the courtyard.

Murong Yue held thirty-six dust and sand beads in her palm, and with a wave of her arm, she knocked out all the dust and sand beads and hit the five commanders of the Canglong Army.

"Pfft."

"puff……"

The bodies of the five Canglong Army commanders were riddled with holes and were in tatters. They threw themselves forward and fell to the ground.

Murong Yue looked very cold and ordered the six high-level half-saints of the Murong family to separate the holy souls of the five commanders of the Canglong Army and put them into a jade bottle.

Sun Dadi was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stared at Murong Yue, and said: "Sister... your methods are too ruthless! All five of them have titles, and they are still

The five masters of the Lingxiao Palace. If you kill them so hastily, I'm afraid it will cause disaster."

Naturally, Sun Dadi showed no mercy when he took action to suppress the commander-in-chief of the Canglong Army.

However, killing them is another matter. It is no different from rebellion. They will be wanted by the court and will also suffer crazy revenge from the Lingxiaotian Palace.

Even the carefree Sun Dadi knew how to use discretion and did not dare to use such cruel methods.

Murong Yue glanced at Sun Dadi coldly and said, "I didn't kill them. They were killed by wild beasts and swallowed into their bellies."

Six high-level half-saints from the Murong family picked up the five corpses on the ground, rushed towards the north of the city, and threw their corpses into the herd of wild beasts.

Later, they picked up some bitten off limbs and threw them back into the courtyard, pretending that the five of them were eaten by wild beasts.

"Amitabha."

Da Sikong and Er Sikong closed their eyes and recited a Buddha's name at the same time, showing a look of compassion.

Not long after, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Sun Dadi, Zhao Shiqi, Han Qiu, Murong Yue, and six high-level half-saints from the Murong family, a total of twelve people, rushed towards the north of the city.

Their team is very strange, including Buddhist monks, evil monks from the black market, powerful monkeys and half-humans, as well as masters of beast control and assassins walking in the darkness.

If so, plus Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei, they will definitely be a perfect team.



…………

The three armored warriors from the Ruins Realm turned into three afterimages and rushed toward the south of the city.

A warrior from the Ruins Realm at the front sensed something, swayed slightly, and said: "There is a spiritual half-saint who just exerted spiritual power on us. I'm afraid our identities have been exposed."

"Our actions must be fast, destroying the city's southern defense formation in the shortest possible time and tearing a gap open.

"In this way, the sergeant base built by the human race in the Qinglong Ruins will be completely destroyed."

The Xujie warrior on the left said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, little prince, with my subordinate's accomplishments in formations, as long as you give me a quarter of an hour, I can destroy the southern city defense formation."

Foundation.”

When the three Xujie warriors rushed to the bottom of the city wall, a white holy sword flew out from the top of the city wall, forming a series of sword shadows.

Huang Yanchen stood on the top of the city wall, formed a sword formula with his ten fingers, controlled the holy sword, and struck at the Ruins Realm warrior.

The Xujie warrior immediately took out a palm-sized token and held it in his hand.

"Wow."

As the holy energy was injected into the token, the token gradually grew larger, forming a blood-red shield of light and shadow three feet long and three feet thick.

The holy sword hit the light and shadow shield, creating a powerful impact that knocked the Ruin Realm warrior backwards for more than ten feet before he regained his footing.

The blood-red light and shadow converged back to the token.

The Xujie warrior glanced at Huang Yanchen on the top of the city wall, revealed a sneer, and said: "I didn't expect that there are smart people like you among the human monks, who can guess that this king will come to the south of the city.

"

Huang Yanchen stood up straight, took the holy sword back into his hand, and said, "Since you know you have been exposed, why don't you reveal your true form immediately?"

"Recovering our true form will only make our combat power stronger."

The three Ruin Realm warriors no longer concealed their identities. There was a crackling sound in their bodies, sharp nails grew out of their fingers, flesh wings grew out of their backs, their pupils turned blood red, and even their appearance underwent earth-shaking changes.

The undead vampire standing at the front is somewhat different from the other two immortal vampires.

Not only is he very young, but the ones on his back are not a pair of flesh wings, but four silver wings, which can emit a dazzling silver light.

It can be seen from this that his physique must be quite amazing.

This man's name is Tan Zhongli, he is the eldest son of a Blood King, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level semi-saint.

Of course, with his strong physique, his combat power is far superior to that of Yan Tong and Bai Xinglou who are in the same realm.

Tan Zhongli issued an order, saying: "Mr. Jin, Mr. Han, you two, go immediately to destroy the foundation of the city defense formation. Leave her to me to deal with."

"Uh-huh."

The figure flapped, and Zhang Ruochen appeared under the city wall, standing in the center of the street, giving people a heroic feeling, and said: "Your opponent is me."

The appearance of Zhang Ruochen disrupted their plan.

Mr. Jin and Mr. Han immediately retreated and stood on the left and right sides of Tan Zhongli, showing a defensive posture.

Tan Zhongli's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen and he sneered: "The Son of God of the Blood God Sect? Haha! Those humans all thought you were an arrogant fool, but they didn't expect that you were the only one who saw through this.

The king’s plan.”

Immediately afterwards, Tan Zhongli changed the subject and his voice deepened: "It's a pity that you are far from my opponent."

"Really? I, the Son of God, don't think so." Zhang Ruochen smiled.

There was a "wow" sound.

A fat white cat flew out of Zhang Ruochen's pocket, landed on the ground, yawned, and said: "A son of the Blood God Sect can't deal with you, plus this emperor, he should be enough, right?"

Tan Zhongli showed disdain and did not take Zhang Ruochen and the fat cat seriously at all. In his opinion, only the yellow smoke dust on the top of the city wall was the real enemy.

The next moment, Tan Zhongli's eyes shrank sharply, staring at Zhang Ruochen's waist, looking at the blood-red jade belt, and showed a look of surprise: "The Blood Armor of the Ten Saints... That is my father's Ten Saints' Blood Armor."

How come you are wearing the Holy Blood Armor? Who are you?"

"It's true that we are enemies on a narrow road. It turns out that you are the heir of the King of Winners."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the jade belt, revealing a strange color.

Then, he mobilized the holy energy and injected it into the belt.

The jade belt immediately made a clattering sound and spread upwards and downwards, forming a blood-red armor that completely wrapped Zhang Ruochen's body.

At the same time, the aura emanating from Zhang Ruochen's body continued to rise, reaching a new height.


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