The space in the glazed sky cover is filled with a chaotic and powerful spirit.

A divine power, which was as obscure as the sun in the sky, emanated from the golden frame, making the sea surface as quiet as a flat lake, and the three gods present could not breathe.

"If I come to bet with you, do you think you can self-destruct the source of the divine?"

Xuanyuan Lian's cold voice came from the golden frame.

Mr. Yu's eyes were flustered, but his heart was not confused. He immediately pointed the finger at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Prince Lian, the Taoist Qingpingzi is Zhang Ruochen, a traitor to the Heavenly Court. Here, Tianchu civilization must have plans, and he will be taken down quickly."

"Swish!"

A nervous look flashed in Chi Yao's eyes, and she looked at the golden frame.

Behind her, a chaotic light appeared, and it opened into a chaotic lotus in time and space. Although the blood-dropping sword was still pointing at the eyebrows of the Armada Yu Shenjun, she had already made an effort to intercept Xuanyuan Lian and buy time for Zhang Ruochen to escape.

Zhang Ruochen sensed the divine thoughts from Xuanyuan Lian, as if an invisible but fierce force surged, causing the six divine swords floating around him to tremble slightly.

"So strong, his cultivation is definitely higher than that of Taiyi Realm!"

Xuanyuan Lian's voice sounded: "Zhang Ruochen, since you have become the realm master of Xinghuantian, you should be more at ease. Why should you get involved in the affairs of the Heavenly Court?"

Since he was discovered, Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to continue disguising himself, took off his "Qingpingzi" face, showed his face with a young and heroic face and straightforward figure, and said, "If your heavenly court can solve internal affairs by itself, why should this world master get involved?"

"You are too meddling in other people's business! Do you really think that I am not aware of what happened tonight?" Xuanyuan Lian said.

Even when facing an existence like Xuanyuan Lian, Zhang Ruochen was not afraid and said, "In this game of Tushishi City, this world master is ahead of you step by step? It means that your ability is not as good as me. The so-called son of the Heavenly Lord? And the assistant of Zhuang Tai'a and Hongchen Peerless Tower, but he is behind step by step. What qualifications do you have to say that I am meddling in other people's business?"

After a moment of silence, the sound in the golden frame rang again: "Okay? Very good? Even if you win this game! But, there are still many opportunities for us to fight in the future!"

The more Mr. Yu Shen heard, the more he became, the more he was wrong. Xuanyuan Lian seemed to have no intention of dealing with Zhang Ruochen.

how so?

But he didn't know? The issues that Xuanyuan Lian was considering had already risen to the level of the confrontation between the two major camps of Heaven and Hell.

How could Zhang Ruochen be a little person who could move lightly?

Zhang Ruochen is the realm master of Xinghuantian. Behind him is Jiutian, Tianmu? There is even Xingtian Cliff? and the Lord of the God of Flying Island who gave Zhang Ruochen a fake face.

These characters? Any one of them is twisted out? Xuanyuan Lian has to think twice before acting.

Just like what Fishing Luo said when he advised Zhang Ruochen to be the Lord of Xinghuan Heavenly Realm? “Being the Lord of Xinghuan Heaven? It will only benefit you? It will not harm you.”

What are the benefits?

The advantage is that whether it is the Heavenly Court or Hell, those monks who really take into account the overall situation will no longer easily become enemies with Zhang Ruochen.

Who is the enemy of him? Isn’t it just to force Xing Huantian to the opposite side?

After experiencing the last war, Xing Huantian was already forced to the point where he might take sides at any time.

Zhang Ruochen came to Tianchu Civilization this time and everything he did was helping Tianting.

The gods in the Hell Realm killed two of them with their own hands.

As a representative figure of the Heavenly Palace, Xuanyuan Lian should secretly win over Zhang Ruochen to ease Xing Huantian's hostility towards the Heavenly Palace.

Kill Zhang Ruochen or capture Zhang Ruochen to the Heavenly Palace, I don’t know how many enemies you are not enemies.

Where is there any eternal enemy in the world?

Only eternal interests.

Zhang Ruochen saw through this level, so no matter how high Xuanyuan Lian's cultivation is, he is not afraid.

Leaving the harsh words of "I'll fight again in the future" was to find a little or two in face. Xuanyuan Lian's divine power dissipated a lot from Zhang Ruochen, and then fell on the arm Yu Shenjun, saying, "Don't you need to ask me, right? I'll tell you what you know!"

The arm Yu Shenjun struggled with his eyes, as if he was still thinking about various strategies, but unfortunately, he finally found that he had no choice but to do anything in front of Xuanyuan Lian.

He closed his eyes and sighed, then bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "If I... If I give everything, can I change the Heavenly Palace to a generous punishment?"

"I have always appreciated your talent and potential. As long as you are not wrong deeply, you will be able to save your life and cultivation." A voice in the golden frame sounded.

Mr. Yu Shenjun did not expect that he would have a chance to maintain his cultivation level, and he showed joy and was about to speak.

A harsh flute sounded between the world.

The sound wave attacked the Lord Yu Shenjun, causing his eardrums to break instantly, his body was about to jump up, and his mouth made a shrill scream.

The sea water exploded, the air exploded, and the rules between heaven and earth broke one after another.

The sound of the flute seems to destroy everything in the world.

A bone flute floated over the heads of everyone at some point, and no monks played it, as if it was roaring itself.

Chi Yao's twelve-level sky collapsed, her body was shaking, and the soul in her body almost flew out. Fortunately, she immediately activated the Chaos Lotus of Time and Space to pull the soul back.

Zhang Ruochen's condition was not much better than Chi Yao. He immediately shrank the Tai Chi circle to eighteen feet before he could barely stabilize his soul. However, the tear-like pain from the soul made him unable to activate his spirit at all. The surroundings were spinning and he could only fight with his spiritual will.

The two of them were just attacked by the aftermath of the flute sound.

The arm Yu Shenjun is at the center of the flute attack wave.

The nine bone tribe gods who pulled the golden frame, their souls were trapped by sound waves and flew into the flute.

"Bang!Bang!Bang..."

With nine bursts of sound, their divine bones shattered.

In the golden frame, a seven-foot-long nine-string zither flew out. The strings were plucked by an invisible hand, and the sound of divine thunder erupted, fighting against the sound waves formed by the bone flute.

The arm Yu Shenjun was bleeding from seven orifices, and a large amount of bloody mouth appeared in the body, which was already severely injured by Zhang Ruochen.

If the nine-stringed zither had not flew out in time, his soul would have been trapped by the bone flute.

The bone flute flew down from the sky, emitting a cold and cold breath. The sound waves spread out in circles, like a sharp sword, stabbing straight to the head of the Armada Yu Shenjun.

The nine-stringed guitar flipped and hit the bone flute.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound waves spread out in all directions and impacted Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao.

Even though Zhang Ruochen had the Qiyuan Colored Clothes and Buddha's relics to protect his body, he was still extremely uncomfortable. His body flew out and hit the glass light wall.

What made him feel strange was that such a powerful hedge against the divine power did not break the glazed glass cover of the clear sky. He was shocked and looked at the bone flute, and suddenly a thought that was unacceptable to him emerged.

All the strings of the nine-stringed zither were broken and flew out slanted.

In the golden frame, a divine sound that was extremely loud, like a phoenix crying, a dragon roaring angrily, and a light and shadow that could not be seen clearly appeared on the top of the frame.

Behind the light and shadow, the phantoms of nine towering temples appeared, one more majestic.

Zhang Ruochen recognized the shadows of two of the temples, namely the "State of Truth" and the "State of Merit".

I really don’t know what kind of divine Tao Xuanyuan Lian practiced. During the battle, he could actually evolve into nine temples. Can he borrow all the power of the nine temples?

"Zhang Ruochen, use the magic sword!"

Xuanyuan Lian's voice became stranger than usual and quite strange.

However, influenced by the bone flute, Zhang Ruochen did not hear it clearly.

The dense rules of swordsmanship filled the entire space, pulling six magic swords, flying towards the top of the golden frame, surrounding the light and shadow, making a "swish" sound.

The light dots of time imprint flew out from one of the temples and turned into a huge vortex.

Standing in the center of the time mark vortex, the light and shadow swung the sword out, and the six divine swords burst out with unparalleled powerful divine power, which was combined with the power of time.

Zhang Ruochen merged his hands, and his body was filled with Buddha light, resisting the sound of the flute, looking in the direction of the golden frame, and chanting: "This is... the seventh layer of time sword technique, the passing years..."

The bone flute and the six-handled divine sword were originally close at hand, and they met each other in an instant. However, for Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao, it felt like time had passed several years.

"boom!"

On the bone flute, bright divine patterns emerged, and a divine shadow evolved, knocking the six divine swords into pieces, and all the light spots of the time imprint were annihilated.

"Puff!"

The bone flute penetrated the head of the arm Yu Shenjun, smashing his divine body to pieces. The divine source cracked open, and his body turned into blood-colored petals.

The light and shadow on the top of the golden frame exploded, and the sound of vomiting blood and falling to the ground sounded in the car.

The sound of the flute disappeared, and the bone flute took away the fragments of the divine source of the Arma Yu Shenjun, the soul, and the blood of the divine blood, but did not attack Zhang Ruochen, Chi Yao, and Xuanyuan Lian in the golden frame, and did not even collect the six divine swords and flew away.

Zhang Ruochen struggled with his eyes, and finally he mustered up the courage. As if he had made a major decision, he suddenly dissipated the Buddha's light on his body, chased the bone flute, and said, "My Lord God, killing the Lord of Arm Yu, can't cover up the truth."

This time, between reason and emotion, he chose emotion.

The bone flute stopped at the water.

Chi Yao had long hair disguised, and her divine light was unstable. She looked at Zhang Ruochen with an incomprehensible expression.

Seeing the bone flute stop, Zhang Ruochen even more affirmed his guess and said, "Since Lord God King is here, why don't he dare to show up? The world of Tianchu Civilization is your territory."

After a long time.

The space trembled slightly, and a tall figure walked out from the invisible space, stretching out a thin, vigorous hand to grab the bone flute.

He was covered with a layer of foggy mysterious power. Zhang Ruochen could not see his face clearly even if he mobilized the power of truth, but he was sure that the other party must be the mighty God King Yu.

Tianchu civilization is second only to Old God.
Chapter completed!