"I was obviously injured, poisoned by corpse poison, and my internal organs are difficult to heal, but I still pretend to be a good person. I'm really asking for trouble." Mu Lingxi sat on a root of the Bodhi tree and watched the blood all over his body turn black.
Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen is neither happy nor sad, neither angry nor angry, sitting cross-legged, the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram is in motion, the Yin and Yang Qi flow, the Buddha's golden light protects his body, and his whole body exudes a sacred charm.
Mu Lingxi snorted coldly: "The same virtue as Xumi."
Han Shang's stand-in puppet had genuine Taixu realm combat power, and the corpse poison in his body was powerful. The first hundred or so punches had the upper hand and were so powerful that they completely overpowered Zhang Ruochen.
In order to save Yan Liren, Zhang Ruochen had previously forcibly suppressed the internal injuries and corpse poison.
After a while, Zhang Ruochen recovered from his injuries. He looked at the charming Mu Lingxi sitting under the bodhi tree and said, "Thank you, Senior Fengtian."
"Thank you for what?" Mu Lingxi asked.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Although I don't know why Yan Li can resist Han Shang's will, I think only Senior Fengtian's methods can make him do it."
Mu Lingxi rolled his eyelids, looked away, and said: "Han Shang's cultivation level is far better than yours, how do you plan to deal with it? Don't stare at me. I can only use extremely weak power at the moment. This body
The physical body has just become a god and is still fragile."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Actually, it's very simple. The reason why Lu Shang can find us is because the light of the Bodhi tree is so strong that it can be seen thousands of miles away. As long as the Bodhi tree is put away, it can turn from light to dark. In terms of perception ability, I am confident in it.
Above the sorrow."
"You mean to hide it? Zhang Ruochen, this heaven is the heavens of the hell realm. Have you ever seen any heaven hide from a great god of the Taixu Realm?" Mu Lingxi said coldly, with disdain in his eyes, "You
Zhang Ruochen is a world-class Shinto, and many people think that you can become an ancestor in the future. Is this what you are capable of?"
Zhang Ruochen felt tired in his heart, so he condensed Shaoyang, only one image.
If Shaoyin is condensed, the two images coexist, and the yin and yang complement each other, then naturally they will not take Han Shang seriously and kill him directly!
The heavens have fallen into the mortal world, and they really do not know the hardships and dangers of the mortal world.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Han Shang is the great god of the hell realm and the son of Gan Tian. Following Feng Tian's wishes, you actually want to kill him?"
"Those who threaten our safety must of course be killed," Mu Lingxi said directly.
Zhang Ruochen said: "In Fengtian's opinion, how can a great god who has just entered the Taibai Realm kill the great god at the peak of Taixu? It is not necessarily possible to kill a figure like Han Shang even if the God King and God Lord takes action.
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Mu Lingxi said: "The God King and the Lord can't kill the Great God Taixu, not because he really can't kill him! Maybe it's because, behind this Great God Taixu stands a stronger Infinite Realm. Maybe it's because, this Great God Taixu Realm
He carries with him the means of escape given by the gods."
"It may also be because the God King and God do not want to pay the price. Just like a cunning mosquito, if you really want to kill it, it will definitely die. However, there are some mosquitoes that can live well in front of humans."
"In the final analysis, it's because the God King and God Lord only regard the great god as a mosquito from the bottom of his heart."
"Although your martial arts realm, Zhang Ruochen, is not high enough, your mental power has reached level 80. Level 80 is considered the lowest level for killing the peak master of Taixu Realm. It just so happens that Han Shang is injured now."
Zhang Ruochen said: "What Fengtian means is to use the Eighteen Bureaus of Yin and Yang?"
"Back then, when Sumeru's spiritual power was at the eighty-fourth level, he could fight with the King of Gods for five days using the eighteen rounds of yin and yang without losing. If you refine the eighteen rounds of yin and yang to a higher level, with your current strength
His mental strength is enough to compete with Han Shang." Feng Tian said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Even if we can fight against each other, it will be difficult to kill him."
"What about Ben Tian? Release the Eighteen Bureaus of Yin and Yang!" Mu Lingxi said.
Zhang Ruochen really doesn't know how powerful Fengtian can be now, but since she insists so much and doesn't want to show weakness in front of Han Shang, he can only obey her and fight!
Mu Lingxi walked in the 18th game of Yin and Yang and said: "With your mental power, it is quite good to be able to portray the formation to this point! It's a pity that you lack the formation spirit."
"You can use the God Refining Flower instead. She has been practicing with me. She is very accomplished in the way of space, and she understands my thoughts." Zhang Ruochen called out the magic sound.
In the dark triangle star field, the magic sound fell into a deep sleep after suffering a mental storm.
She didn't wake up until Zhang Ruochen condensed Shaoyang.
Mu Lingxi stared at Moyin and said: "The cultivation level is too weak, but it's okay and it can be used!"
She raised her soft arm, stretched out a finger, waited for a long time, and then said rather displeasedly: "Hold on!"
Zhang Ruochen didn't know what she wanted, but he still walked over and held her arm.
"Mental strength!"
Mu Lingxi glared at him and said: "You are completely unable to understand what I am thinking in my heart? With your understanding, you still want to prove the ancestor of Taoism."
Zhang Ruochen understood that Fengtian could not use his own mental power now and could only borrow his.
Holding her arm, Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual power, flowing into her body along the palm of his hand and spreading to his fingertips.
Her long, snow-white fingers lit up like a magic pen, emitting white light. Using space as paper, she sketched out a series of mysterious formation inscriptions based on the previous formation.
At first, Zhang Ruochen felt very awkward. No matter how much he helped him, he felt like he was holding on to a mountain, which was a huge pressure.
But gradually, Zhang Ruochen became immersed in the formation inscriptions she carved. Each inscription was like the most beautiful work of art in the world, in line with the way of heaven.
In the end, Zhang Ruochen was completely immersed in the carving of the formation inscriptions. He felt that Mu Lingxi's arm was his pen, and he was carving the formation inscriptions. Moreover, his hand slid from Mu Lingxi's arm to hers.
on the back of your hand, grasp it gently.
Even if he occasionally noticed something different in Mu Lingxi's expression, Zhang Ruochen didn't regard her as Fengtian at all, but thought she was Mu Lingxi. He taught her step by step how to draw the formation inscriptions, his eyes always focused.
Yan Liren woke up in the formation and sat up, surrounded by stars.
In mid-air, Zhang Ruochen stood behind Mu Lingxi, hugging her, and using her arms to outline splendid formation inscriptions like phoenixes.
The picture was so beautiful, romantic and charming that Yan Liren, who survived the catastrophe, only felt that the world was wonderful, and could not help showing an envious smile on his face.
However, this romantic scene did not last long and ended when Mu Lingxi hit Zhang Ruochen in the chest with an elbow, causing him to fall to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen touched his chest and completely woke up from the practice of formation inscriptions. Looking at Mu Lingxi falling from the sky, he didn't know what happened before, but he realized more deeply that this Feng Tianguo was really moody.
All the great gods, including him, are just like mosquitoes.
For her, there are only useful and useless things.
The Eighteenth Bureau of Yin and Yang has undergone a huge change. In the space covered by the formation, thousands of phoenixes are flying, inscriptions are beating, and the space is rotating and changing all the time.
The power of the formation has directly increased to a large level.
Mu Lingxi fell to the ground, stared at Zhang Ruochen coldly, and said: "With your eighty-level mental power, even if I take action personally, you can only portray it to this extent!"
Of course Zhang Ruochen knew that these formation inscriptions were actually carved by Feng Tian.
However, for some reason, he found that he had learned all the formation inscriptions that Fengtian had previously carved, and even felt that some of the formation inscriptions were carved by him.
Mu Lingxi looked at Yan Liren and said: "Now it's time for you to play your role. Tell me, what is so special about this world? In addition, what kind of trump cards does Han Shang have?"
Yan Liren said: "Han Shang only treats me as a slave and will not tell me his secrets at all. However, there is a place in this world that is quite interesting, but Han Shang never allows me to step into it.
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"Very good, Han Shang is probably going there to heal his injuries. Please lead the way!" Mu Lingxi said.
Yan Liren was well aware of the power of Han Shang, so he was cautious and looked at Zhang Ruochen.
"Listen to her."
Zhang Ruochen put away the Eighteen Bureaus of Yin and Yang and held up the Bodhi tree.
Even if he doesn't re-refine the Eighteen Bureaus of Yin and Yang, Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of suffering at all.
If he wants to leave, Haoshang can't keep him at all.
The reason I chose to hide before was because I didn’t want to confront him head-on, because there was no need for a head-on confrontation.
Who knew that Fengtian, who was obviously the leader of the hell realm, would be so tough? He would be so murderous?
Mu Lingxi seemed to see through his thoughts and said: "The best way to protect yourself is not to protect yourself, but to attack, and eliminate all threats during the attack."
"Is this why you wanted to destroy the Kunlun Realm back then and now want to destroy the Heavenly Court?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Mu Lingxi said: "The calamity is coming, and only I am strong enough to cope with it. Instead of relying on the sheep in heaven, it is better to slaughter sheep to strengthen myself. If I can step into the realm of the ancestors, what can calamity do to me?"
"Don't you believe in fate? Do you think it is the destiny of the universe to destroy the world in calamity?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Mu Lingxi said: "Are you worthy of talking about fate with Ben Tian? Hum, Ben Tian believes that one day, Ben Tian will be in charge of the fate of the entire universe and become the God of Destiny, the only God who transcends the rules!
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If any other monk had said this, Zhang Ruochen would have ridiculed him for not overestimating his abilities.
However, before Fengtian achieved nirvana, he was already one of the twenty heavens in the hell realm. Now that he has achieved nirvana, his realm must have entered a new world, and he has become one of the most powerful beings in the world.
With such cultivation, all her arrogance is no longer arrogance, but she truly has the confidence to look down on the world.
Of course, if Zhang Ruochen really wanted to ridicule him, he could, but why bother?
Yan Liren looked at Mu Lingxi carefully, confused, and said: "Girl is already so powerful, why do you want to use Zhang Ruochen's hand to kill Han Shang? With the girl's ability, she can kill him with just a thought, right?"
He was really confused.
Mu Lingxi stopped talking, but her eyes were as cold as ice.