Xuanyuan Qing was wearing a veil, and his white divine light shining on his body, looking holy and flawless. He sent a message: "Shang Hong asked me about the mystery of truth, and I told him that these secrets belong to the Yuanyu. He didn't make things difficult for you just now, right?"

"He makes things difficult for me? With my current cultivation level, how could I be afraid of him?"

Seeing Xuanyuan Qing's eyes look strange, Zhang Ruochen realized that the word "Please" was a little unchanged, and smiled and said, "You'd better keep him in sight, don't mess with me. For your sake, I won't take the initiative to deal with him. But if he takes the initiative to attack, I won't show mercy at that time."

There was no emotional fluctuation in Xuanyuan Qing's agile and deep starry eyes, and he said, "Will you actually recognize my face?"

"I am the lord of Xinghuantian and a neutral faction. How dare I offend the Heavenly Lord?" Zhang Ruochen seemed to be smiling.

This is of course very interesting.

He dared not offend the Heavenly Lord, obviously he dared to offend her Xuanyuan Qing.

Xuanyuan Qing felt that Zhang Ruochen was too crazy. He had just entered the level of a great god and was so arrogant. However, this time, Tianting did owe him a huge favor.

Xuanyuan Qing suppressed his competitive spirit, took out a bead, handed it to him, and said, "The son of the Ice Emperor and the Ancestral Realm Master of the Yasha clan are all sealed here."

Zhang Ruochen hurriedly took the bead, felt the fluctuations in the space on the bead, and said in surprise: "How did Fellow Daoist Qing do it?"

"Before Feng Yan and Mr. Mo came back, I... I had already sneaked into the divine prison and rescued them, pretending that they were breaking free from the seal and running away."

Xuanyuan Qing spread his palms and asked Zhang Ruochen for it, his eyes very strong.

When she meets a crazy person, she feels that she should be even more crazy, otherwise she will be sorry for her identity as the daughter of the Heavenly Lord.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Chaos Bottle, released the Sword King Qingkong, pinched it to the size of a bead, and put it into the palm of her fairy-skinned and jade bone.

Xuanyuan Qing did not retract his palm and looked at him with a squint.

Helplessly, Zhang Ruochen took out the divine source of the Qingkong Sword King and hesitated: "Can't you really let go of the Blood Slaughter?"

Xuanyuan Qing said: "I saved Qingkong Sword King because I am the power of the Heavenly Lord, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. How could you, Zhang Ruochen, be so kind that you can expose your flaws clearly? The blood slaughter is just a chess piece placed by Feng Tian next to you. Can't you see that?"

"Woman..."

Zhang Ruochen looked at her and saw that her eyes were suddenly cold, so he changed his words again, and said indifferently: "Will Feng Tian notice me, a little person?"

Xuanyuan Qing said: "When you pass the divine tribulation, Qingtian can take action and regard you as a threat. Feng Caiyi can hold the power of life and death in the Temple of Destiny. Isn't he short-sighted? Your martial arts are not abandoned and you have reached the realm of a great god. If this news comes to her, will she really not take action against you? Killing Blood Tu, you should be grateful to me."

Zhang Ruochen said: "What did he say after the Heavenly Lord knows this secret?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't believe that Xuanyuan Lian did not tell Haotian about this secret.

Xuanyuan Qing's eyes were a little unnatural, and he said, "How can I know? My brother may not have told the Heavenly Lord about this. He is a very independent person and has always wanted to get rid of the constraints of the Heavenly Lord's son. He will not report to the Heavenly Lord for any matter under the infinite realm. Go and ask for instructions, or do things according to the will of the Heavenly Lord. How can he support the sky by himself?"

"If you don't know, you won't know! I just asked casually, why are you explaining so much?"

Zhang Ruochen handed the Shenyuan to her palm, paused, and said, "Why would Fellow Daoist Qing do me one more favor?"

“What’s the busy thing?”

Xuanyuan Qing felt that Zhang Ruochen had too many conditions.

Zhang Ruochen said, "I have to leave, there must be a reason, right? Otherwise, we have a fight, and I say, the King of Qingkong Sword must die, and we must not give it to you. You said, the King of Qingkong Sword must live, and we must take it back and hand it over to senior Zhao Gongming for disposal. Then, the more quarrels, I throw the source of God to you and leave with anger... Hey, it's wrong to grab it..."

Xuanyuan Qing took away the Shenyuan and said, "How to go, find a way. Two great gods quarrel? You are shameless, I want it."

In the distance, Feng Xi watched Qingpingzi and Xuanyuan Qing standing side by side, standing in an open space at the head of the ship, and could not hear what they were talking about, but it seemed that the relationship was very close and exchanged tokens with each other. Especially when it was snatched, it was so close that it was incredibly close.

Is this the love of living and dying together?

How cold and arrogant the daughter of the Heavenly Lord is? How dare the ordinary gods stand in front of her?

I think so, who doesn’t pay attention to friends who can fight side by side at such a critical moment of life and death?

Xuanyuan Qing gave Zhang Ruochen a cold look and said, "Fengliu Sword God comforts her, don't rush to escape. Although the Fourth Master is not her biological father, you should be able to understand this kind of feeling."

Xuanyuan Qing left straight away.

Zhang Ruochen turned around, looked at her with a sinister smile, and then walked towards Feng Xi, who was standing on the side of the boat, with a headache.

To comfort people, he is really not good at it.

And it is a special existence like Feng Xi.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't avoid it, so how dare he comfort him?

However, Fengyunba's death will definitely have a great blow to her. As a fellow Taoist, wouldn't it be too cruel to say a word of comfort?

There are many words of comfort, Zhang Ruochen can say to Luo Ji, Mu Lingxi, Bai Qing'er, but it is not appropriate to say to Feng Xi!

"Fellow Taoist Xi... let me mourn... The Fourth Master actually..." Zhang Ruochen said.

Seeing that he was difficult to spit out words, Feng Xi interrupted him and said, "Fellow Taoist does not have to do this. Xi has long been used to life and death. He has experienced countless hardships and is not a little girl. How can he need comfort? In the death of his father, the Feng clan will have a contest with the Dark Temple in the future. What was the matter with Miss Qing just now?"

"Of course it's about the King of Swords of Qingshang." Zhang Ruochen said.

Feng Xi's eyes were cold.

Zhang Ruochen looked angry and said, "We have a disagreement in how to deal with the King of Qingkong Swords. However, I can't fight for her. After all, others are the daughter of the Heavenly Lord, so I handed over the King of Qingkong to her."

"The King of Qingkong Sword must die and pay for the victims of the Feng Clan. If it weren't for him, how could his father... how could his father die?" Feng Xi said that he was used to seeing life and death, but his eyes were red and his emotional fluctuations were revealed on his face.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I mean this, but looking at it, Xuanyuan Qing wants to protect the life of the Qingkong Sword King."

As he said that, he took out the Chaos Bottle and handed it to Feng Xi, saying, "Zhao Wuyan's divine source is broken, but the ghost body and soul are still there, so let the Feng clan deal with it! It can be regarded as making up for the mistake of handing over the Qingkong Sword King. Alas, I have no face to stay on the Xufeng Divine Ship again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the blood all over the ground."

Feng Xi's eyes were stunned. This was a great god. Even if the divine source was broken, it contained extraordinary value. He actually gave it to her like this?

She hurriedly said, "What does this matter have to do with you fellow Taoist? It's all because of the daughter of the Heavenly Lord that is too domineering. If anyone else could not withstand the oppression of the Heavenly Lord's power."

"What's more, with the current situation in Kunlun Realm, I dare not offend the Heavenly Palace."

"Xi must not ask Zhao Wuyan's ghost body and soul. The Feng Clan has already owed enough Taoist masters. Uncle Seven has already said that I cannot take back the Chaos Bottle no matter what. This secret treasure is just a thank you gift from the Feng Clan."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Chaos Bottle, which was originally a show, aiming to attract the attention of the Feng Clan to Xuanyuan Qing and win an opportunity for him to save his blood.

Zhang Ruochen took the Chaos Bottle and sighed: "How could I have this face!"

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, mortals know that killing people will pay their lives. My father's death, the Feng Clan has more than 100,000 monks killed or injured. Such a deep hatred for the sea of ​​blood is not something that can be suppressed by a Heavenly Venerable. Moreover, the Temple of Light also has a hatred! Xi will go to discuss countermeasures with the gods of the Temple of Light and Light. He will definitely let Xuanyuan Qing give an explanation!"

Feng Xi was about to leave, but suddenly hesitated, but thought that fellow Taoist Qingpingzi had fought to the death before, all for them. He just took the initiative to send out Zhao Wuyan's ghost body soul. He was so noble that he doubted his identity in his heart and was simply unworthy of being a fellow Taoist.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Feng Xi's graceful back and felt confused.

What does the apologetic look when she left?

Did you do something sorry for him?

Zhang Ruochen didn't know that when he went to protect the Taoist for Fengyan, he was in a critical moment and was very abnormal with Feng Xi, which made Feng Xi suspicious and felt that he was probably not a practitioner.

In addition, after Zhang Ruochen broke through the realm, the combat power that erupted was too strong, deepening Feng Xi's suspicion.

However, Zhang Ruochen's performance just now made Feng Xi once again deeply realize the integrity of this fellow Taoist, so he felt guilty, feeling that he was too suspicious and distrustful, and was not worthy of complimenting fellow Taoist with a person like Qingpingzi.

Not long after Feng Xi left, the gods on Xu Feng's divine ship gathered in the third floor of the ancient temple under the sound transmission of Feng Xuan.

On this Xufeng Divine Ship, the only thing Zhang Ruochen feared was Mr. Mo, who had a strong mental power.

However, Mr. Mo was doing his best to repair the guard ship's divine formation, so he probably didn't have much spiritual consciousness to notice him. So Zhang Ruochen restrained his breath and went straight to the divine prison on the divine ship.

In order to create the illusion that Xiao Hei and the Ancestral Realm Master escaped, Xuanyuan Qing had broken the divine patterns and formations here. Zhang Ruochen easily entered the divine prison.

Because he was worried about disturbing Mr. Mo, he did not release his mental power to investigate.

As soon as I walked into the Divine Prison, I saw a familiar and unfamiliar heroic figure standing in front of me, standing in the dark shadow, wearing dragon-headed armor, pressing the Pure Yang Divine Sword with my hands, as if I had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen appear at the end of the underground corridor, he looked sharp and said, "It's really you."

Zhang Ruochen was calm and said, "What does this mean by fellow Taoist Yan? I came in to investigate when I discovered that there was a situation in the Divine Prison. Since you are here, I will say goodbye!"

"If you take a step, I will kill the blood slaughter now."

The sound of Feng Yan contained unprecedented will, and the Pure Yang Divine Sword in his hand had already flew out.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!