The magical power of the last cloud is extremely powerful, like a star shining.

Even if the stars just shine, they have the power of destruction and can destroy all things.

Zhang Ruochen inspires the Fire God armor to fight against the divine power impact bursting from Mo Yunduan, and bears extremely huge pressure, but pretends to be light and does not retreat for a moment.

Mo Yunduan was shocked and suspicious, his tone eased slightly, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you are the grandson of the Blood Jue God of War. You are likely to become the heir of the Blood Jue family in the future and be appreciated by the God of Fortune. You have a bright future in the future. Why are you entangled with the remnants of the Kunlun Realm? Listen to my advice, leave here immediately and draw a clear line with them. This God's power is assuming that nothing has been seen."

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that human nature was greedy, and even more that he knew that during the holidays between himself and the Temple of Death, the other party could not let him go.

Obviously, Mo Yunduan was afraid of burying the golden white tiger and deliberately tested him.

If he really leaves immediately, it proves that he is guilty and the White Tiger Burial cannot exert much power. At that time, the Moyunduan will definitely take action like thunder and erase him.

After all, everyone knows that Zhang Ruochen has countless treasures.

Killing Zhang Ruochen is even more rewarding than killing a true god.

To take a step back, even if Mo Yunduan is really afraid of burying the white tiger in the golden burial, he intends to let Zhang Ruochen leave. However, in the future, he will definitely report today's affairs to the Temple of Destiny, so that Zhang Ruochen cannot gain a foothold in the hell realm.

After thinking through all of this, Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "I was originally from Kunlun Realm and happened to meet two elders. I can't reminisce about the past? I'm open and honest. Even if you spread this matter, what can I do to me? To be honest, I haven't taken you seriously yet, just a false god."

"Boom."

Mo Yunduan's eyes sank and his spiritual thoughts were released.

The divine clouds that filled all over his body made a shocking explosion, and the divine power swept out in a mighty way.

Be bold!

A mere saint of the Hundred Shackles Realm dared to speak like this in front of the gods.

Disrespect for Gods, death sentence.

In Zhang Ruochen's vision, the divine power containing the breath of death was like a huge wave in the sea of ​​divine. In front of this huge wave, he was like duckweed on the water, and in an instant he was about to pieces.

"bloom."

Grandma Haitang appeared silently next to Zhang Ruochen.

A colorful crabapple blossomed in her body, with its brilliant and crimson redness, blocking the surging divine power.

However, cracked blood marks appeared on the old face of Grandma Haitang, and her body was about to collapse like glass.

The Moyunduan did not really take action, it was just a tentative attack.

After the divine power hit, the bloody marks on Grandma Haitang's face gradually healed and returned to the beginning. From beginning to end, she was as calm as usual, as rock, as withered pine.

"Ao!"

The roar of a tiger came out.

Zhang Ruochen's body was full of golden light, and densely packed with rules of burial gold rushed out.

In the regular divine pattern, a tiger shadow appears and releases an amazing divine power. If you breathe, you can turn into a golden river of divine aura.

Mo Yunduan's eyelids twitched slightly, and his expression became extremely solemn, saying, "Mr. Burying Jin Baihu, Zhang Ruochen is suspected of betraying the Hell Realm. Do you have to stand on his side and harm the interests of the Hell Realm?"

"I am not a monk in the Hell Realm, what does the interests of the Hell Realm have to do with me? But Zhang Ruochen is my guide, don't even think about touching him." The White Tiger of Burial Gold was very strong, and his voice echoed in the void space.

Mo Yunduan's eyes are unpredictable, thinking about the interests in it carefully.

Any false god will be under great pressure when facing the true god.

Once a wrong decision is made, the consequences are possible, and death is possible.

After a while, Mo Yunduan Zhan smiled: "The Lord Burial of Jin Baihu has a deep relationship with the Emperor of Fengdu and the God of Fortune God. How can you not be considered a monk in the Hell Realm? With your guarantee, it seems that Zhang Ruochen and the monks in the Kunlun Realm are indeed just reminiscing about the past."

A sneer appeared in the eyes of the white tiger in Burying Gold. This Yundu dared not take any risk. He was both cautious and shameless. He was so proficient in human relationships and worldly affairs, no wonder he could get a divine source given by the Temple of Death and become a false god.

Mo Yunduan's eyes turned to Bai Qing'er, and his eyes were cold and said, "Son of the God of the Temple of Destiny, Xingluo, has heard from him that a mysterious woman suspected of Ji Fanxin has taken Zhang Ruochen hostage and started a massacre in the hell world. The so-called Ji Fanxin is what you transformed, right?"

Bai Qing'er's holy energy has recovered a lot. She looked at the end of the clouds indifferently and said, "So what if I change it?"

"Bold! A lowly woman from the Twelve Squares of the Goddess, dares to make trouble in the Hell Realm. Today, I will take your life and report to the Temple of Destiny that the 180th floor of the Twelve Squares of the Goddesss. You dark forces should have been wiped out long ago." Mo Yunduan said Li Ran.

Mo Yunduan's face of bullying the weak and fearing the strong made Zhang Ruochen extremely despise.

However, Zhang Ruochen thought about the reasons carefully and soon realized it.

Many monks know that Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er have different opinions on the matter of the best Original Divine Crystal. No matter who is lying, the best Original Divine Crystal must be one of them.

Mo Yunduan is not stupid, how could he not infer that the best original divine crystal is in Bai Qing'er.

His plan was obviously to stabilize Zhang Ruochen and others first, kill Bai Qing'er, and seize the top-quality original divine crystal. This was the top priority.

"Who do you think is lowly?"

Bai Qing'er's eyes suddenly became cold, her five fingers opened, forming a large hand seal of origin, and pressed towards the end of the clouds.

The countless original rules and hand seals formed emitted bright light and broke through the divine cloud. Obviously, she mobilized the mysteries of the original, and her power was strong enough to shake the space where the gods were.

"boom!"

Mo Yunduan smiled grimly and smashed the original handprint with a punch.

The phantom of the fist, the size of a mountain, broke through Bai Qing'er's original light and hit her to cough up blood in her mouth. It flew dozens of miles away like the autumn wind swept away fallen leaves.

Being able to block a punch of a god without death is a great honor for the supreme saint.

However, Bai Qing'er didn't think so at all. She wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were extremely firm, her arms spread out, and sixty-five bronze chimes flew around her body, making a bell sound like a storm of waves.

On the bronze chime bell, another formation inscription that is completely different from the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Spiral Formation appeared.

With a chirping sounded, a blue divine bird that was ten thousand feet long flew out of the formation, burning green flames all over it, and flying around Bai Qing'er's graceful body.

It is a sacred bird, a blue phoenix.

"It's another secondary divine formation. The formation uses the magical bird, Blue Luan, to erupt with the pseudo-god-level attack power." Xiao Hei said angrily.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What are you doing that angry?"

"My emperor's formation attainments must be above the White Demon Girl. Unfortunately, his mental power is weaker and he is not as prepared as her, so he snatched the limelight away!" Xiao Hei said without breaking the line.

When is it still caring about this?

Bai Qing'er stepped on the green phoenix and was full of heroic posture, attacking him again.

Although it was the Qingluan derived from the formation, the aura and power fluctuations of the pseudo-god-level aura and power were true, making Mo Yunduan put away his smile and his expression was solemn.

"You know nothing about the divine realm. Even if you can burst out pseudo-god-level power through the formation, in my opinion, it is just a shallow brute force."

At the end, a battle flag inserted on his back was taken off the clouds. The battle flag rose in the wind, and gray lightning appeared on the flag.

The battle flag was swung out, and the lightning surged wildly, pouring out towards sixty-five bronze chimes.

"Rumbling."

The terrifying divine power enveloped Bai Qing'er, Qingluan and bronze chimes.

Thousands of gray lightning and lightning continued to attack the formation, trying to break the formation and refine Bai Qing'er to death.

Grandma Haitang said: "This is the void space. Although Bai Qing'er is a formation master, she cannot mobilize the power of heaven and earth to maintain the operation of the formation and will probably be defeated soon. Ruochen, what are you planning?"

Zhang Ruochen could not stay in the Hell Realm, so he naturally could only follow her back to the Kunlun Realm. This is something that Grandma Haitang hopes very much.

But what she cared more about was Zhang Ruochen’s own thoughts and decisions.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Here, it is very close to Ice King Star. Only by taking action in the void space can the gods on Ice King Star not alarm. As a false god, Ice King Star cannot be in the void space. If you borrow the power of the Star Soul God, the combat power will definitely be greatly reduced."

A false god who has refined the divine source and reached the divine realm can cultivate a divine planet.

"You still want to kill the gods and don't want to return to Kunlun Realm." Grandma Haitang sighed.

Zhang Ruochen smiled mockingly: "The Kunlun world does not lack me as a great saint."

Xiao Hei was extremely excited and said, "Slaying God? It's great. The time for me to become famous and make thousands of famous. Killing the gods and rectify the title of the Emperor of Slaughtering Heaven and Earth. When will I take action?"

"Wait a little longer." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiao Hei laughed and said, "That's right, let the White Demon Girl fight with Yun Duanduan first and both sides will be hurt, and then we will take action to clean up the mess."

I don’t know when it started, but Xiao Hei had an extra problem of giving someone a nickname.

Grandma Haitang used her mental power to communicate with the Blood Spirit Fairy, obviously hoping to convince him and take action together to help Zhang Ruochen with his arm.

If the Sun Cloud cannot mobilize the power of the Star Soul God Constellation, they really have the opportunity to kill the gods.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

The battle flag in Mo Yunduan's hand slashed down with one blow after another, and finally the bronze chimes arranged in a circle were scattered.

The formation was then broken.

The phantom of the green phoenix let out a whine cry, turning into wisps of blue smoke, dissipating in the void space.

Bai Qing'er used the Way of Flowing Light and quickly retreated. Even so, she was still swept into a corner of the battle flag, and a long bloody mouth was cut out from her waist.

Almost cut in half and into two pieces.

She consumed a lot, her face was extremely pale, and her jade hand pressed her bloody mouth on her waist.
To be continued...