Then, a three-foot-high jade stone turtle emerged from the underground not far from Zhang Ruochen.

The inscriptions on the ground were torn apart by it.

"This...this...this...this...this...this...this..."

Before the Turtle Prince finished his words, he was kicked out by a black hedgehog.

It's Xiao Hei.

Maybe I think this turtle is like a soft persimmon, but this time, Xiao Hei took the initiative to ask for the fight.

"I can't even explain it clearly, but I still dare to come out and show my shame." Xiao Hei stood on the ground with one foot, and his other foot was still kicking, with sharp spikes all over his body.

The Turtle Prince was angry. Unexpectedly, his dignified Stone Clan's supreme realm saint, the first-class Holy Realm powerhouse who was personally guided by the Great God Huangtian, was actually kicked away by a hedgehog.

After rolling for more than ten rounds, the Turtle Prince suddenly stood up, and thousands of ancient divine texts appeared on the turtle shell on his back. An iron rod appeared in his hand and another rod was swung out.

"Little short hand, so far away, I still want to beat me?" Xiao Hei was crazy and laughed unscrupulously.

If you choose the weakest opponent, you can do whatever you want.

"Bang!"

The Turtle Prince's iron rod seemed to be swung out from a distance, but it easily broke through the space and smashed it onto Xiao Hei's head, knocking it over to the ground, and its head and feet disappeared, leaving only a ball of black thorns.

Zhang Ruochen really wanted to lift Xiao Hei up and beat him up. When did he dare to underestimate his opponent?

He knew very well that the multiple space rolled sleeves could not trap Bai Qing'er for a long time. If he didn't get out of here, he would really explain it today. After retrieving the injured space chaos insect, Zhang Ruochen picked up Xiao Hei, who was like a dead dog, and rushed out of the garden quickly.

Unexpectedly, the stone pillar standing at the garden gate suddenly came alive, poked out a stone palm, and grabbed it towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Not good, there is actually a master hidden."

Zhang Ruochen only felt that when the stone palm came over, the earth under his feet was sinking downwards and the sky was rotating.

The stone palm seemed to cover the entire world, and was airtight. Even if Zhang Ruochen whipped out the dragon's bones, he could not break a gap. He could only watch the "sky" in the shape of five fingers collapsed and pressed down.

This is a strong man who is more powerful than the Iron Blood King of Yunhuan. He is very likely to have reached the supreme realm.

The other end.

In the depths of the garden, countless rays of light rose, condensed into a golden knife, and slashed down at Gu Shijing.

"The Necromance Festival!"

Gu Shijing formed seals with both hands, and a circular altar rose under her feet. The red devil spirit of the dead spirit scattered out. The sound of sacrifice seemed to have spread from ancient times to the present world. The phantoms of gods and demons resurrected, supported the divine halberd, and hit the golden sword.

"Puff."

The golden sword was invincible, slashing the phantoms of gods and demons, breaking through the great magical powers used by Gu Shijing, and hitting her.

Gu Shi Jing threw it down from the altar like a kite with a broken string, and his body was covered in blood. The supreme magic body was severely damaged by the golden sword. The rules of the holy path in his body became chaotic and were constantly cut off by the rules of the sword.

Her magic body was on the verge of collapse and her vitality was gradually destroyed.

"It's worthy of being Wu Ma Jiuxing, it's really amazing."

Her delicate body trembled slightly, no longer had the charm she had before, and her face lost a smile, but her eyes still contained unyielding will, and her fighting spirit was not defeated by this knife.
Chapter completed!