"Ao!"

Ten tiger roars sounded at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen slapped out his palm, and the phantoms of ten gold-burying white tigers were shot out from his palm. The golden light surged out of his palm covered the light of the sword light and the divine flame, and poured out in reverse.

Although Shang Yue is strong, Zhang Ruochen, who borrowed the power of the Qiankun Realm, is even stronger.

The dragon and elephant... no, it should be said to be the Dragon and Tiger Prajna Palm. The palm power is domineering and powerful, and it is extremely strong and fierce.

The palm force scattered the Jingmiao Divine Fire, and Shang Yue's figure suddenly appeared and quickly retreated backwards. His face turned from red to white, from white to blue. He no longer looked down on his eyes and became much more cautious.

A monk who has never really fought and has a high level will never look down on a monk who has a low level.

Because a monk has been solidified for hundreds of years and thousands of years of cognition, and a high level of realm crushing and low level of realm is common sense, and it is impossible to change it in a short time. Even if the facts are in front of him, he actually does not admit it in his heart.

Just like a mortal, you will never believe that a newborn baby can kill a strong man with one punch.

Even if it happens in front of you, you won't believe it.

Only when you are beaten to death will you believe it.

Shang Yue obviously believed it at this moment, and had to admit in her heart that the Yuanhui-level genius was indeed not comparable to an ordinary monk and could not judge by common sense. Of course, this also made her more convinced that Zhang Ruochen must have many mysteries.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Shang Yue and Shang Xia took action at the same time, each holding a holy sword, attacking Zhang Ruochen from both left and right directions.

The two women, one is the innate fire spirit and the other is the innate water spirit. At the same time, they took action and evolved into a wonderful sword formation, combining the way of yin and yang, greatly increasing their combat power.

Zhang Ruochen did not want to use one against two, and waved his hand to roll out the multi-space sleeves.

The rolled sleeves spread out, and the light bursts out, forming small space worlds, covering the entire garden, dividing the inscriptions of the formations in the garden, making all formations lose their function and unable to be activated.

Bai Qing'er immediately realized something was wrong and sang: "Zhang Ruochen wants to escape and take him down."

Shang Yue, Shang Xia, Yunhuan Iron Blood King, white-haired old woman, white-clothed mysterious strong man..., the monks in the garden took action and produced a series of holy techniques, trying to break through the small world of multiple spaces.

"With just a tendril, I want to get out? Let's see if I defeat it with one blow."

The seal on the Iron Blood King Yunhuan was lifted, and the bone spear turned into a sharp divine pillar, bursting out a full-strength attack from the peak of the life of the Thousand Deaths, hitting the rolled sleeve hanging above.

Zhang Ruochen looked indifferent, and pressed his index finger toward the void.

"Wow—"

The earth under the feet of the Iron Blood King Yunhuan and the sky above his head flashed with dense space inscriptions, expanding infinitely, making the powerful attack he launched, which could not even reach the space walls of multiple spaces, and it was even more out of reach to destroy the rolled sleeves.

In another small space world, Shang Yue and Shang Xia entangled each other like water, fire, spirit snakes, and evolved into the Ice, Fire, Sun and Moon Sword Formation.

However, Zhang Ruochen had already arranged a drop of dark space-time matter in that small space world. Just as the sword array was about to take shape, dark space-time matter suddenly emerged and exploded, releasing a terrifying destructive force.

With Shang Yue and Shang Xia's cultivation level, a drop of dark time and space matter cannot hurt them.

However, at this time, they were thriving in the sword formation with all their strength, and their own defense was weak and they could not escape.

As two screams rang out, the space where Shang Yue and Shang Xia were turned into darkness.

...

This multi-space rolling sleeve is a masterpiece by Zhang Ruochen, representing his most peak spatial attainments. He has long arranged various attack methods and space traps in advance. How could they break it if they say it?

Of course, these monks were not weak. As they became serious and tried their best to launch an attack, Zhang Ruochen's pressure increased greatly.

Zhang Ruochen took out the "Secret Book of Time and Space" and opened the pages one by one. Then, a diverse space is presented, which is combined with the multiple spaces formed by the rolled sleeves and complement each other.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's body was divided into thirty-six and appeared in the thirty-six small space worlds. Each clone was urging the space inscriptions in the rolled sleeves with all its strength, transforming it into various space attack methods, and using the power of space to perfection.

Bai Qing'er stood in one of the small space worlds, quiet as a virgin, calm and unhappy. She looked up at the multiple space rolling sleeves with leisure, and said, "You can really surprise me everywhere. You can actually trap so many masters under me by your own strength. It seems that if you are alone, you will be better than tens of millions of people. I am a little serious about our bet now!"

Zhang Ruochen said, "It's a pity that no matter how many monks can trap you, they can't trap you."

"You know this, but you didn't run away immediately. It seems that you were not here alone. Who is the woman who came with you?" Bai Qing'er said.

"hehe!"

The laughter of Guzhe, which is still and pleasant and has the power of illusion, is transmitted into small spaces.

The great saints trapped in the small space world were affected one after another.

Those with weak cultivation will fall into the illusion, some will cry loudly, and some will waving their battle soldiers like crazy.

The great saint with strong cultivation immediately sat cross-legged and tried his best to resist the illusion.

The pressure Zhang Ruochen suffered greatly reduced, and he was shocked. Gu Shejing, the witch, usually does not show off, but when she really takes action, she is so amazing. By blending illusions into sounds, she can make the Great Sage, who is at the peak of the life of death, lose her combat power.

Fortunately, Huanyin did not attack him, otherwise he would not be sure whether he could block it with the 65th level of mental power and the heart of truth.

Bai Qing'er, who had always been calm, frowned for the first time, her eyes passed through the small world of space and looked at the high walls of the garden. She saw a charming and seductive woman in red dress standing quietly on it, kicking her jade feet gently, and she flew down like a fairy on earth.

Gu Shejing directly broke into the small space world where Bai Qing'er was. In an instant, the entire small world was filled with demonic energy, shrouded in red magic fog, and appeared phantoms of gods and demons that were taller than mountains, with powerful momentum, as if they could swallow a starry sky.

"Bai Qing'er, hand over the best original divine crystal, otherwise, you will die." Gu Xia Jing said.

Bai Qing'er was thinking about the identity of the person who came and said lightly: "You are looking for the wrong person! If you want the best original divine crystal, you should ask Zhang Ruochen for it. Many monks know that it was Zhang Ruochen who killed Tan Fei and stole the best original divine crystal."

Gu She Jing glanced at Zhang Ruochen affectionately and said, "Did you steal the best original divine crystal?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head.

"Look, he said he didn't." Gu Shejing said with a smile.

Bai Qing'er said: "Is the descendant of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm so easy to deceive? Zhang Ruochen led you here because he wanted to use you to deal with me and use a knife to kill people. Because, only I in the world knows that the best Original Divine Crystal is in his hands. If you kill me, he can monopolize the Origin Temple."

Obviously Bai Qing'er had guessed Gu Shejing's identity.

"Compared to Zhang Ruochen, I believe more that you have a greater possibility of stealing the best Original Divine Crystal. Besides, even if you are not the best Original Divine Crystal, I would have thought of you for a while to see what kind of ability you have to subdue so many top great saints in your seat. Could it be that it depends on beauty //color?" Gu Xia Jing said.

Bai Qing'er's face turned cold, and the space seemed to be frozen.

It was at this moment that Gu Shi Jing pointed out and a beam of light flew out of his fingertips.

It seemed like a simple blow, but wherever the beam flew, the Dao Lock, the Great Saint Inscription, and the Divine Pattern were all broken, and even the space was densely cracked.

This is like a light of death, nothing in the world can resist it.

"Don't hurt my master."

Shang Xia drove out the ancient magic weapon holy sword in his hand, turning it into a stream of light, breaking through the space wall of the small space world, and confronting the light beam.

"Bang!"

The ancient artifact of the divine relics was instantly beaten to pieces and turned into pieces of scrap iron, flying in all directions.

However, the power of the beam seemed to have not diminished and hit Bai Qing'er's heart.

Something strange happened.

A divine light vortex appeared in Bai Qing'er's heart, absorbing the light beam and disappearing invisible.

"Original Divine Light, it turns out that you are the controller of the Origin." Gu Shejing was surprised, and at the same time believed more about Zhang Ruochen's words. The possibility of Bai Qing'er stealing the best Original Divine Crystal is very high.

Bai Qing'er said: "The magical powers of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm are nothing to do. You seem to have not yet achieved great success."

"If you want to see the true magical powers, I will fulfill you." Gu Xiajing said.

"No need, I'm not interested in you. Someone is more interested in you."

Bai Qing'er turned around and walked towards Zhang Ruochen. The multiple spaces formed by rolling up her sleeves and the multiple spaces formed by the "Secret Book of Time and Space" were like bubbles, which could not stop her at all.

Seeing Bai Qing'er getting closer, Zhang Ruochen's face changed and changed. He looked at Gu Xiajing, but found that Gu Xiajing had no smile on his face at this moment, and it was extremely solemn, and he obviously discovered some terrifying enemy.

A voice sounded deep in the garden: "The descendant of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm has only been born once every ten thousand years. I think it should be not weak. I wonder if I can stop my knife?"

It is the voice of Wu Ma Jiuxing.

Hearing this sound, Zhang Ruochen's heart, which had been hanging all the time, instantly sank into the bottom of the valley.

Damn it!

Didn’t Wu Ma Jiuxing go to recover from his injuries? Why is it in Jifengsheng Mansion?

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation.

"Escape, escape immediately."

The space chaos worm on Zhang Ruochen's finger flew out, becoming as huge as a dragon python, and was about to eat the space. Bai Qing'er waved her casually, and a large area of ​​lightning struck the space chaos worm, knocking it out, and becoming the size of an earthworm again.

In an instant, there was only the last layer of space wall between Bai Qing'er and Zhang Ruochen.

"It's not that easy to break my space rolling sleeves."

Zhang Ruochen bit his teeth, took out a can of divine blood from the space ring, and threw it out.

These divine blood melted the divine stone powder.

The power of the multi-space rolled sleeves has increased greatly, and the space inscriptions have turned into blood red, releasing a powerful divine luster. The small space world where Bai Qing'er is located is sometimes stretched infinitely, sometimes squeezed quickly, and sometimes collapsed as a whole...

Even with Bai Qing'er's cultivation level, she was temporarily trapped in it and was difficult to get out of it.

"Prince, take off his rolled-up sleeves." Bai Qing'er ordered.
To be continued...