Jiang Fan also came from the ruins and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "He can hurt me, this guy is so strong!"
The two of them looked at the 'boy in rags' in disbelief.
Suddenly, Lin Jie discovered that there was also a token tied around the young man's waist.
The token has a dragon pattern.
Isn't this the Canglong student token?
On the token, there are a few words engraved: Holy Son, Zhang Ruochen.
Jiang Fan's pupils shrank: "Holy Son Zhang Ruochen?
Is this guy the Holy Son?"
Lin Jie's throat rolled: "Holy Son?
If it was the Holy Son, why did he attack the seal?"
"die…"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were gray and empty, without a trace of color, like well water in a cold well.
Whoosh——
After a flash and a thought, Zhang Ruochen's voice was like a thorn.
Lin Jie and Jiang Fan hardly reacted at all, before they were punched by Zhang Ruochen and sent flying ten miles away, smashing the ruins into pieces.
"withdraw!!"
Some students happened to see this scene and urged the tokens to be withdrawn.
Ahem——
The ruins crashed and collapsed.
Lin Jie got up, bleeding from all his orifices.
This was the first time he had been seriously injured when he entered the realm of fate.
On one side, Jiang Fan got up in embarrassment, his eyes trembling: "Brother, are you okay?"
Lin Jie looked at him, he was covered in injuries.
Jiang Fan looked at him, also stunned.
The two of them turned around again with trembling eyes.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of him silently.
Zhang Ruochen's empty eyes seemed to have lost their life, and his eyes were filled with blood-red demonic energy: "A Holy Son, a Dragon Son, you are very strong and extraordinary. Even in my time, you were like monsters."
Jiang Fan gritted his teeth: "Since we are all dragon sons and saint sons, please give Zhang Ruochen a way to survive."
After saying that, Jiang Fan actually protected Lin Jie.
Lin Jie took a step forward to protect him: "Brother, I am not weak, and I am not afraid of death."
Zhang Ruochen stared for a while with his bloody eyes: "I once swore that I would kill every Canglong student I saw. Now I am left with this skin, my consciousness is occupied by demonic thoughts, and my order is to destroy Canglong Mountain, so don't blame me for being ruthless."
puff!
After saying that, Zhang Ruochen hit Jiang Fan, who had no reaction, with a palm.
Jiang Fan also happened to be standing in front of Lin Jie and beat him with one palm until he vomited blood. He flew into the distance like a kite with its string broken.
At this moment, Lin Jie suddenly burst out with thoughts.
puff!
And the speed of the explosion of thoughts was actually slower than Zhang Ruochen's hand.
This person hit Lin Jie with one palm, and the latter was blown away as if it was falling apart.
Jiang Fan and Lin Jie were reduced to scum in front of Zhang Ruochen.
Whizzing--
At this moment, a figure appeared in mid-air.
Several more figures flashed one after another.
One of them dodged and caught Jiang Fan first.
With another flash, he caught Lin Jie who was sent flying.
When the two of them took a look, they realized that the person coming was actually Zhuo Jianyu.
On one side of the ruins, there are saint sons one by one. Just like him, they are peerless saint sons who stand at the top of the ‘Destiny’.
Lin Jie and Jiang Fan landed.
Zhuo Jianyu flew away and faced Zhang Ruochen with more than a dozen saint sons.
Jiang Fan sighed softly: "This is the Holy Son of Canglong, the destiny power."
Lin Jie also looked curiously. This was the first time he had seen so many mysterious, strange and powerful Holy Sons.
Everyone's eyes were like swords, and their faces were majestic, giving people the impression that they had to go through countless hardships of life and death before reaching the peak.
Under the ruins, Zhang Ruochen was in a state of desolation, but above him were the stunning saint sons. He sneered and said, "You are quite talented, too."
One of the saints looked at him disdainfully: "I never imagined that there would be a saint in the past who would actually collude with the evil devil."
Zhang Ruochen had no expression on his face and suddenly looked at Jiang Fan and Lin Jie: "The talents of the two of them are far superior to yours. Regardless of your destiny strength, the two of them will surpass you in less than three years."
Whoosh!
One of the Destiny Saints stepped out.
With this step, the surrounding ruins collapsed.
There were also cracks in the sky, and with his second step, he struck in front of Zhang Ruochen with one palm strike.
Destiny!
abnormal!
He is worthy of being the top saint son in Canglong Mountain.
However, Zhang Ruochen, under the force of his destructive palm, raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "It's not enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit by the force of his palm.
One strike of destiny is enough to kill him.
But Zhang Ruochen was only knocked back a few steps. The power of destiny was like scratching an itch, and he felt no pain at all.
Zhuo Jianyu exclaimed: "This person is very strong, it seems I have to take action together."
Zhang Ruochen suddenly looked upward.
At this moment, three people appeared in the void.
One is Lei Qianjue, the other is Gong Wuji, and the other is the young grandmaster from Gong Guo Hall.
All three of them are Tantras.
The young master's token is engraved with the words 'merits and demerits in Tantric Buddhism, steps into Brahma Heaven'.
"Three adults."
Zhuo Jianyu and others bowed one after another.
Jiang Fan and Lin Jie also bowed, and it was at this moment that the swords hanging over their heads really dared to fall.
If Tantric appears, he will definitely be able to deal with a strong man like Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen suddenly smiled numbly at this moment and said: "Lei Qianjue, you kid is still alive."
"What?"
Each of the saints felt extremely shocked.
Gong Wuji and the 'Bu Brahma' were also at a loss.
No one would have thought that Zhang Ruochen would meet Lei Qianjue.
Lei Qianjue also showed a look of astonishment, his eyes shot out and fell on Zhang Ruochen.
Suddenly, Lei Qianjue shook his head: "Zhang Ruochen, are you still alive?
It can’t be you!”
Zhang Ruochen said: "How come it's not me?
Of course, I am no longer the Zhang Ruochen you know, and you, Lei Qianjue, have also become a powerful tantric sect and one of the pillars of Canglong Mountain, comparable to a dean."
Young Tantric Bu Fantian asked curiously: "Brother Lei, who is Zhang Ruochen?"
Everyone couldn't help but look at this question.
Lei Qianjue sighed: "Back then, I was still the Dragon Son, and Zhang Ruochen was already the Holy Son. He was the most outstanding young man among the Holy Sons at that time. But once, a great sage rebelled deep in the secret realm, and Zhang Ruochen went to kill it.
, and ended up falling into it.”
Everyone was speechless.
Zhang Ruochen is obviously not dead.
How can a dead person come back to life?
Zhang Ruochen suddenly stood up with his hands behind his back: "Back then, a tantric sect actually secretly killed me in order to train his grandson when I and the great sage were inextricably linked to each other. At the moment of life and death, the great sage and I worked together to smash the alien
It was empty and I was lucky enough to escape."
Lei Qianjue suddenly took a step forward: "Zhang Ruochen, please come back. You are still a student of Canglong. The master still reads your name. If you have any grievances, the master will come forward to defend you."
"Times have passed and a thousand years have passed. Today, I am no longer a student of Canglong Mountain. Lei Qianjue told the master that next time, my 'Six Paths Demon Sect' will definitely kill Canglong Mountain."
Whoosh!
As soon as Zhang Ruochen finished speaking, he turned around and flew into the depths of the alien space.
Each of the saints was furious: "Kill!"
Bu Fantian roared majestically: "Stop! Seal the cracks in the sky!"