"Compared to the two-year limit time, I think it's still a little slower!" Zhuang Yichen didn't have any joy, he was now racing against time!

Even if he has the power of two stars, if he wants to achieve a half-saint, it is by no means easy to achieve! Especially for him, there seems to be some human factors interfering in the matter of sanctification. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That's right, as the designated host of the Holy Demon Tower, your current strength can only be regarded as unsatisfactory!" the tower keeper actually nodded expressionlessly.

Zhuang Yichen was slightly angry, and after a salute, he went out!

"Husband!" Shui Anran waited outside the quiet room, and there was a trace of tiredness on his pretty face.

"Tomorrow is Emperor Qin's wedding, and Emperor Qin has not summoned us until now, as if he has completely forgotten us!" Shui Anran continued.

"It's okay, when we get married tomorrow, Emperor Qin will definitely meet us, and when the time comes, we can get out and leave!" Zhuang Yichen said with a smile.

"Huh?" but immediately his face began to become solemn, as he could feel the power of the formation fluctuating nearby, and then quickly faded his breath.

"Someone has made a move!" Zhuang Yichen's thought flashed in his heart, the power of that formation was space-based, and it was obvious that the nearby area had been isolated by someone who had used supreme means!

"You stay here and don't move!" Zhuang Yichen said in a deep voice to Shui Anran, and with a flick of his robe, Shui Anran was sent into the quiet room! The power of the defensive formation here has not yet failed, and it is enough to temporarily protect Shui Anran's safety.

"Zhuang Yichen, if you want to know Wei Mingzhu's whereabouts, come with me!" At this time, a coquettish and murderous voice came into his ears. Zhuang Yichen disappeared without the slightest hesitation, although he knew that this must be a kill or a trap for himself, but he had no choice.

Because if the other party took the entire Yan Kingdom delegation as a hostage and forced himself to have no way to leave! Although the other party may not be so frenzied and have the courage to kill the entire mission, he can't afford to take that risk.

He disappeared, and soon appeared on a desolate mound, and suddenly a thunder net appeared in the sky, and after a roar of thunder, it fell from the sky.

The stars all around, the entire space changed distorted at this moment, and several figures also appeared.

Their bodies are full of majestic aura and the power of powerful divine souls, and each of them can be called an elite among the human race!

"Zhuang Yichen, suffer death!" Xuanyu red tassel spear suddenly appeared, less than a zhang away from Zhuang Yichen.

The terrifying and suffocating killing intent suddenly filled the entire space! Ximen Wuao was very satisfied with his blow, it was the strongest blow he had ever unleashed.

Yan Shaoqi and Mo Buyu looked at Ximen Wuao coldly, with their pride, of course they disdained to join forces to kill Zhuang Yichen!

A mere martial arts beginner figure is nothing in their sub-saint family, and they don't know why the elders in the family must confess to killing this person.

But Xun Shaoqing did not appear, but the Xun family had another top figure sitting in the audience to ensure that Zhuang Yichen would be killed.

"I don't know who is dead!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly, and suddenly a punch was swung out silently, and the middle of the fist happened to meet the tip of the Xuanyu red tassel gun.

"Boom!" The terrifying and powerful power poured out of Zhuang Yichen's fist without reservation, and invaded Ximen Wuao's body along the Xuanyu Red Tassel Spear!

"How is this possible?" Ximen Wuao's eyes showed disbelief, and then his body swelled in an instant, and then exploded suddenly. He miscalculated Zhuang Yichen's cultivation, and such a mistake must be fatal and unsolvable!

Zhuang Yichen is a cultivator at the peak of Martial Confucianism, even if he does not have the power to bless the Evil Realm and the Sin Star, he is stronger than the strength of ordinary Confucian peak powerhouses.

"How is this possible?" Yan Shaoqi and Mo Buyu were shocked at the same time, and the two of them sacrificed their Confucian treasures almost at the same time, and slammed towards Zhuang Yichen.

The Confucian treasures of the two of them can be called top-notch, Yan Shaoqi didn't show it even when he faced the Little Demon Emperor, it was a miniature pagoda, which became bigger in the wind, and blasted towards Zhuang Yichen!

"Imprison the Five Elements!" There were four big characters shining on the pagoda, and Zhuang Yichen immediately felt that his Five Elements Law was a little unsmooth!

However, the silent Rubao was an egg-sized bead, exuding a suffocating aura, and he felt that the law of wind and thunder was also greatly restrained.

"This is deliberately aimed at me!" Zhuang Yichen's eyes shone with an astonishing coldness, but he didn't feel the slightest fear.

"The law of time!" he waved his fists in a mysterious gesture, and a river of time that seemed to have existed since time immemorial flowed slowly beside him.

"Just the law of time, break it for me!" A heroic voice suddenly laughed loudly, and the huge wolf pen was writing the ancient text of Douda, constantly flying into the air, forming a top-secret war poem.

"Intoxicating!" Zhuang Yichen saw the title of this battle poem, and immediately felt that something was wrong! Although the long river of time was mysterious, what he had mastered at this time was only a part of the power of the law, and it could even be said that it was the skin.

And this war poem is indeed deliberately aimed at the law of time, and in the intoxicating feeling, any passage of time becomes irrelevant.

Since it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how time passes, even if it's drunk, it's nothing!

"Boom!" a burly drunken phantom appeared, burping continuously, and then rushed towards Zhuang Yichen.

The power of time washed over the drunken phantom, but it had no effect.

"He's so strong!"

At this time, Yan Shaoqi and Mo Buyu were both shocked, because now it was a strong figure at the peak of the Xun family's great Confucianism, and a strong man who was expected to achieve a half-saint within ten years, and he was not much inferior to Feng Wuxiao, who was known as the first great Confucian of the human race.

After all, when Feng Wuxuan obtained this title, the powerhouses of the Eight Great Saint Families were not counted.

"No wonder the elders of the family told me to sacrifice the Confucian treasure after joining forces!" The two suppressed the feeling of shock in their hearts, and hurriedly urged the talents around them to constantly suppress Zhuang Yichen.

"He has mastered at least the power of the eight laws, this person must die!" Mo Buyu looked at Zhuang Yichen, and infinite jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He prides himself on being a genius, although he is arrogant, he can also play the clown in the martial arts arena and admit defeat to the little demon emperor.