e, suddenly stopped, took out ten blood pills, put them in the little girl's palm, and said, "If you are hungry, eat one!"There are simply too many people in need of help in the world. Zhang Ruochin's...The mount of the dragon, is a pure-blooded divine beast, now an adult.

Its divine might was unmatched by ordinary false gods. Like a surging sun, it burst from the nebula, unleashing a wave of powerful energy.

Shengjun stood firm, sword held high, teeth clenched tight. In his stony eyes burned an endless flame of battle intent. He roared, "Wu Ma Jiu Xing!"

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Wu Ma Jiu Xing soared out of the Yin Xia Yun Guang tank, extraordinary in bearing. His figure was as straight and tall as a pine tree, with fiery red hair flowing down his back and a chiseled face that could charm thousands of women.

Having become a god for over a thousand years, the nine lineages of witches and horses have already stepped into the level of mid-gods.

The overwhelming power he unleashed caused the space to tremble. The divine runes of rules automatically condensed into countless blades, forming a brilliant sea of swords above his head.

Not far away, the cultivators on Yunfanxing saw not a sea of swords.

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In terms of natural talent, within the same realm, Wuma Jiuxing could fight the Divine Son of the Palace of Destiny to a standstill.

Even Bai Qinger, who was as cunning as a demon, almost fell for his tricks when it came to wisdom.

As for forbearance, he, as the second-in-command of the Qianyuan Yiqi Hall, practiced in the Underworld for thousands of years without revealing his identity.

But who would believe it

Qingxuan Ling Shen stood aside, neither intervening in the suppression of Shiying Shangjun by Wuma Jiuxing, nor joining forces with Shiying Shangjun to oppose Wuma Jiuxing, this formidable enemy of Heaven.

Let them fight to a standstill, and we reap the benefits. Isn't that better

Wuma Jiuxing is indeed powerful, but Shiying Shangjun is not weak either. After all, he is a deity who has been enshrined for tens of thousands of years. His profound foundation is something that a new god who has only been enshrined for a thousand years cannot compare to.

Zhang Ruochen showed no interest in their fight. He stepped on the void and walked away directly.

In the starry sky, a shapeless energy dispersed, revealing a graceful figure.

He is the disciple of Yu Ling Shen, the ancient god of the Yacha clan, and Ai Lian Jun. He recently entered the realm of gods after a thousand years. However, he is the top genius of the Yacha clan, who has shown his talent in the underworld and become the most impressive figure of this era in the city of Baizu Wang.

"If, I must leave" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Ai Lian Jun shook her head and said, 'Junior, I'm doing this for your sake! If you insist on leaving, everyone will probably gang up on you first and show you disrespect. Why bother' "

"If I want to leave, even if you all join forces, what can you do to me" Zhang Ruochin said.

"Whoosh!"

The gray-haired figure disappeared from Ai Lianjun's sight.

Ai Lianjun's eyes flickered slightly as she turned her head. Zhang Ruochin had already appeared ten thousand miles behind her, stepping lightly with the divine steps, disappearing into the depths of space.

"Senior, why don't you come back!"

Ai Lianjun extended her left hand, and instantly, divine energy surged forth.

Zhang Ruochin still strode forward, not looking back, only gently waving his sleeve.

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Suddenly, the divine giant hand dissipated, and all the rule runes flowed back into Ailianjun's body. The Ailianjun who was tens of millions of miles away was shaken and flew out.

"Nobody leaves!"

The piercing voice of Wu Ma Jiu Xing, seemed to come from the depths of the cosmos, like a thunderclap that shook one's ears.

A condensed blade of light, gathered in the starry sky, formed a crescent shape.

A blade of light flashed, slicing through space and tearing it open into a narrow, jagged fissure.

Zhang Ruochin continued to walk forward, his steps slow and aged, without making a move.

But, there were stars, one after another, held back by his powerful spiritual energy, flying backward and clashing with the crescent-shaped blade light. These stars, some with a diameter of hundreds of miles, others with a diameter of thousands of miles, were cut into rubble by the blade light and flung behind Zhang Ruochen.

But, not a single stone was able to splash on Zhang Ruochin.

The blade's light was finally dispelled by the starlight, vanishing into nothingness.

Qing Xuan's spirit god, with two fingers merged together, was placed beside her lips and bitten, allowing blood to flow out.

A finger stained with blood pointed in the direction Zhang Ruochin had left, powerful mental energy erupting outward. Within a radius of millions of miles, a crimson cage materialized in the air.

A cage with a radius of eight thousand miles, like a blood-red planet, enveloped Zhang Ruochen.

This is the divine art of the Dark Temple, Blood Refinement Hell. Only deities with incredibly strong mental power can achieve it.

"Bang!"

The sound of a wooden drum!

In the blood-forged hell of eight thousand miles, sound waves transformed into a nine-colored Dao flower. It grew from a hundred miles to a thousand, then ten thousand, and finally... one hundred thousand.

The Blood Refining Hell has long been breached.

Shijing, Wu Ma Jiu Xing, Ai Lian Jun, and Qing Xuan Ling Shen, who were chasing after the stone quartz, were struck by the sound wave Dao Hua. In an instant, their eardrums burst, their souls trembled, their blood boiled, and their five viscera felt as if they would split apart.

When everything had calmed down, where would Zhang Ruochin's figure be in this star field

Ai Lianjun sighed: "This person has such strong mental power, it's terrifying how they use it. Such sound waves are in harmony with the heavens, and yet they haven't used any secret techniques, but it seems no different from using them."the sword qi, the rocks and earth had melted completely, forming a lake of lava that radiated waves of heat.From this, it can be seen that the power of just now's sword strike was terrifying!If he had...