"Wow!"

The Bodhi tree appears in the world of nothingness. Zhang Ruochen's white clothes are like snow, and his back is full of Buddha rings. He is like the Buddha's arrival. His voice is gentle and distant, and he said, "This is a substitute puppet refined by the ancient god of Moro!"

"How could a substitute puppet be so powerful?" Feng Yan had bloody mouths on his body, and was injured by the recoil force of the Pure Yang Divine Sword.

Xuanyuan Qing said: "He did not carry the magical artifact Moro War Ancestral Axe, nor did he use the mystery. It should be as... Master Yuanchen guessed that it was a substitute puppet. This old guy who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years would not really take risks and break into Chimen Star."

Xuanyuan Qing couldn't help feeling a little depressed because a substitute puppet actually lost a talisman of the God of Light.

Chi Yao said: "The stronger the substitute puppet, then the greater the loss of the ancient Moro god, and even his true body was injured!"

The Moro Ancient Clan is a huge force comparable to the Xuejue family. It has a long history and has also given birth to ancestor-level powerful people. Unfortunately, it is like the Xuejue family, it has declined and is in a stage of re-emerging.

The blue-haired snow and wind rock communicated with each other, and their eyes were filled with worry.

Xiang Chunan and Feng Yan came from the second starry sky defense line all the way to Chimen Star. The ancient god of Moro could not have come from the defense line, so the problem must be on the way.

Xiang Chunan is very likely to fall into the hands of the ancient god Moro.

Zhang Ruochen communicated with Xuanyuan Qing and said, "The target of the ancient god Moro is you, and it is not to kill you, but to capture you. What do you think?"

Under the veil, Xuanyuan Qing's eyes were like cold stars, and he said, "If the ten tribes in hell are intrigue and capture me, they will cause great disasters to the Rakshasa clan and make the other nine tribes reap the benefits. Do you think the ancient god of Moro is not aware of this?"

"Maybe, he just wants to provoke a war." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuanyuan Qing said: "Needless to say, it must be a quantitative organization. If you weren't here today, even if I had the God of Light Talisman, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to display it. It's really hateful... Zhang Ruochen, you have a good relationship with the Rakshasa clan, right?"

Zhang Ruochen knew what she wanted to say, looked at the endless nothingness and said, "To control the substitute puppet, the true body of the ancient Moro god must be in this star field."

Xuanyuan Qing said: "It's useless! A great god in Taixu Realm, hidden in a city, has the possibility of hiding the perception of the gods in the infinite realm. What's more, hiding in such a vast star field?"

"The gods of the Infinite Realm really need to deliberately investigate carefully. Where can the great gods of the Taixu Realm hide them?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at it for a moment, and suddenly, he reached out and grabbed it. Widths of Buddha's energy flowed out from his palm, condensed into a Zen stick as thick as a bowl, and suddenly threw it out.

"Swish!"

The Zen Staff is like a golden meteor, struck a ball of nothing at an incredible speed.

It seemed like it had hit something, and the Zen staff exploded and turned into a ball of golden light.

The true body of the ancient god Mora was forced out, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then, he fled to the starry sky where the Shura Star Pillar Realm was located.

He was not afraid of Zhang Ruochen and others, but this place was very close to the second starry sky defense line. Once entangled, a large number of powerful people in the Heavenly Court could arrive immediately.

His way back to the Shura Star Pillar Realm will also be cut off by the great god of the Heavenly Court on the starry sky battlefield.

Can only retreat quickly!

It's so weird. How could the white-robed monk have such amazing perception? Could it be that he is the powerful man in the Heavenly Court who stayed in secret?

The Burial of the Golden White Tiger, Putuo Ancient Buddha, and Pure Yang Divine Sword all crossed the star domain and attacked the ancient god of Moro. However, the distance was too far away, and the power was greatly reduced, which could not have any impact on the ancient god of Moro.

Xuanyuan Qing was extremely calm and walked with Zhang Ruochen, rushed to chase after him, and said loudly: "We have all broken into the territory of the Heavenly Court, do you still want to leave?"

Zhang Ruochen actually didn't want to chase after him. After all, the ancient Moro god was so powerful that he couldn't even get it even if he chased him.

But seeing Xuanyuan Qing so confident, he immediately knew it!

Sure enough, a moment later, the golden divine light illuminated the world of nothingness, and a golden frame rolled in, as if running at the end of time and space, with its momentum to the extreme, intercepting the ancient god of Moro.

Accompanied by the golden frame, there are two vast rivers of rules.

One is formed by the convergence of wooden rules between heaven and earth, and the other is formed by the convergence of water rules.

As the main god of Shuimu and Mudao, this is the first time that Xuanyuan Lian has made every effort to mobilize Shuimu rules, showing the domineering power of the main god. The whole world seems to belong to her.

In the dark triangle star field, although Xuanyuan Lian also used the secret of waterways and wooden roads, the rules of waterways and wooden roads there were very thin. How can it be compared with the infinite starry sky outside?

"Moro, where else do you want to go?"

The golden frame was running rapidly, and the two rules flowed out first, deriveing ​​two scenes of the scattered river of heaven and the sacred tree reaching the sky, giving people endless oppressive power.

In front of the two main gods, the ancient Moro god was still majestic, his body soared, and his body burned with evil flames. He lifted up the magical artifact Moro fighting the ancestor axe, mobilized the axe rules between heaven and earth, and slashed it out.

"Boom!"

The sky-river scene formed by the rules of the waterway was split open by an axe.

The ancient god of Moro is like a giant who opens the sky, with a surging battle aura and slashing at the sacred tree formed by the rules of the wooden path, which has the power of "destroying the world and killing the celestial world".

But this time he failed to break the Tongtian Divine Tree!

Because of the countless wooden rules centers, there is a real sacred tree inside the Tongtian divine tree.

The tree is like black iron and shaped like a pagoda.

"If you are the master god of the axe, you might be able to fight with me, but you are too far away!" The golden frame burst out with a more terrifying power than the magical weapon, and collided with the Ancestor War Axe that was split out by the ancient god Moro.

At this moment, time seems to be becoming infinitely slow.

Zhang Ruochen stopped and grabbed Xuanyuan Qing who was rushing forward. Suddenly, he felt a wonderful force flowing in her wrist, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes.

Xuanyuan Qing immediately shook Zhang Ruochen's hand and looked over with his eyes.

"Boom!"

The two top Taixu gods had their full strength to fight, and their divine power was vented like storms, and they hit Zhang Ruochen and Xuanyuan Qing. The two retreated hundreds of miles away.

The gods of heaven, such as Fengyan, Fengxi, Jingxi, and Qinghai Snow, were thrown out like scarecrows.

After Zhang Ruochen settled his body, he deliberately exclaimed in Xuanyuan Qing's ear: "What a powerful Xuanyuan Lian, it turns out that this golden frame is his strongest artifact. However, when he fought with King Yu, I remember that he had cultivated nine temples, why did only eight appear at this moment?"

Xuanyuan Qing hid very well, but a strange light flashed in his pupils and said faintly: "With my brother's cultivation, why do you need to use all your strength to deal with a mere ancient Moro god?"

After a blow just now, the ancient god Moro was already injured, and the divine blood flowed in his armor.

Failed to get out of trouble.

He was surrounded by eight temples, and the Ancestor War Divine Axe kept slashing out, emitting dazzling divine lights, and the sound was as loud as thunder, which made the world of nothingness chaotic.

Everyone knows that the ancient god of Moro is definitely not the opponent of Xuanyuan Lian. There are also Zhang Ruochen, Putuo Ancient Buddha, Pure Yang Divine Sword, and Burying the Golden White Tiger to guard all sides. It is only a matter of time before the defeat occurs.

Zhang Ruochen said: "In this situation, the ancient Moro god will definitely be defeated by the death."

"Why be afraid of him? The biggest weakness of the ancient god Moro is his mental power. In front of the son of the Heavenly Lord, how can he have the chance to explode his divine source?" Xuanyuan Qing's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance, and Yubai's neck was raised like a white swan.

How could she not know the purpose of the ancient god Moro captured her, and her anger was still unavoidable.

"puff!"

The ancient god Moro was hit by the divine tree, and the divine realm world that wrapped its body was broken into pieces. More blood was overflowing from the armor, and his body was almost blown up!

"Xuanyuan Lian, you are the son of the Heavenly Lord. Will you care about the life or death of this monk in the Heavenly Court?"

The ancient god Moro grabbed Xiang Chunan from the world of the divine realm and held it in his hand.

His palm was much larger than Xiang Chunan's body, and he pinched Xiang Chunan's body into deformation, his bones shattered one by one, and blood flowed like a spring in his body.

The golden frame stopped and the voice came out: "Are you too naive? Do you want to exchange for your life with a supreme saint?"

"Young Master Lian, save him!"

Qingshixue rushed towards the battlefield between the ancient god Moro and Xuanyuan Lian without any effort.

Zhang Ruochen's body moved quickly, blocking her and Feng Yan who wanted to rush over.

Zhang Ruochen dared not get involved in that level of confrontation now. What is the difference between them and dying? With Feng Yan's current state, he can only slash out with the Pure Yang Divine Sword.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Xuanyuan Qing and sent a message: "Tell me quickly that my brother must save Xiang Chunan, otherwise my grudges and grudges with him will not end!"

"It's impossible to save it!" Xuanyuan Qing said coldly.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Fellow Taoist's understanding of light should begin with Xuanyuan Qing!"

This is what Xuanyuan Qing said to Zhang Ruochen in the dark triangle star field!

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qing faced Zhang Ruochen's burning eyes, and finally suppressed the murderous intention of the ancient god Moro in his heart.

She understood that if she abandoned Xiang Chunan today and insisted on killing the ancient god of Moro, although Zhang Ruochen would not count the hatred on her, they would never be friends again.

"I know I can't save you, but I insist on saving you. Zhang Ruochen, you are going to let the tiger go back to the mountain." Xuanyuan Qing said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Luck me the Divine Sword of Light!"

...

Seeing that Xuanyuan Lian had not taken action again, the ancient god Moro caught his weakness and laughed unscrupulously, saying, "Since you don't take action, don't you retreat?"

In the golden frame, Xuanyuan Lian's deep voice sounded: "Let me go!"

"After I leave the starry sky battlefield, I will naturally let him go. Whether you believe it or not, you can only choose to believe it now!" The ancient god of Moro is very imposing.

Zhang Ruochen secretly released the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram. The diagram is invisible, in line with heaven and earth, spreading all the time, wrapping the ancient god of Moro.

The spirit and attention of the ancient god Moro was completely focused on the golden frame, guarding against Xuanyuan Lian's sneak attack, and did not notice this subtle fluctuation.

Just as the golden frame drove out and made a way out, the ancient Moro god was most proud, this world of nothingness seemed to have turned upside down, and the space changed.

It was Zhang Ruochen, who was originally located hundreds of thousands of miles away. In an instant, he crossed the world of nothingness and appeared above the huge wrist of the ancient god Moro.
Chapter completed!