The sword qi tore through the phantom of the fox, and it arrived in front of the second prince in an instant.

"Poof. ”

A large area of blood splattered, and the small half of the second prince's body, including his right arm, right leg, and one-third of his head, were all separated.

Unleashed this sword, draining Zhang Ruochen's whole body of holy energy. Immediately, he fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the open space outside the Sikong Zen Temple, holding the ground with one palm and panting heavily.

The second prince also fell to the ground, covered in blood, and made a resentful voice in his mouth...... Never...... No...... I have never suffered such a big loss, and today, I must suck up your blood and destroy your bones and ashes. ”

With the sword just now, Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to kill the second prince completely, but the second prince's cultivation was too high, and he escaped the death calamity, but he was only seriously injured.

I have to say that the vitality of the undead blood clan is really very strong.

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"If you want to fight, you will fight, who is afraid of whom?"

Although Zhang Ruochen has exhausted the holy qi of his whole body, he still has strong spiritual power, and he is not completely without the strength to fight.

"Shhhh ”

With Zhang Ruochen's body as the center, dense electric patterns were condensed, shuttling through the sky and gathering rapidly.

"Thunder will be angry. Behind Zhang Ruochen, a huge figure was condensed, intertwined by thunder and lightning, and it was a ten-zhang tall giant god general wearing armor, holding a thunder hammer and an electric halberd.

The mountain where the Sikong Monastery is located was completely covered by lightning in an instant, turning into a sea of electricity.

With a bang, the handprint of the second prince collided with the spell played by Zhang Ruochen, and his body immediately fell backwards.

Zhang Ruochen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and played more than a dozen spells in a row, forcing the second prince to retreat to the foot of the mountain directly from the mountainside.

No matter how strong the cultivation of the second prince is, he is still seriously injured after all, most of the meridians in his body are abolished, and his own combat power is deducted, and he can make a move, which is quite reluctant.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen has exhausted his holy qi after all, and his body is quite weak, but he is only strong with his will, and he may fall down at any time.

It's up to him and the second prince, who can hold out to the end?

At this time, in the night sky in the distance, there was another tumbling blood cloud, surging mightily.

The dark red blood qi occupied the entire sky, reflecting a faint red light on the ground, forming a world like the underworld.

In the blood cloud, there is a surging power, brilliant and terrifying, faintly, and even can be seen, there is a hundred zhang wide blood river, through the blood cloud, from the edge of the sky to the sky to the sky above the Sikong Zen Temple.

Below, the brute beasts in the mountains and forests were all trembling in awe, feeling the fear from their souls.

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince, Ben will help you. In the blood cloud, Kong Yixue will spread out a pair of blood wings more than ten zhang long, holding a cyan bone spur, and rushing towards Zhang Ruochen below.

The cyan bone spur was not made from ordinary bones, but was a powerful artifact.

Its name, called "Green Dragon Thorn", is six zhang long, and it is forged from the keel of a green dragon in the Holy Realm, and there are 923 inscriptions engraved on its inside.

"Haha! Kong Yixue will be in the right future, quickly kill Zhang Ruochen for this prince and seize the monstrous sword. As long as you send the monstrous sword to the sword shrine and rescue the Hades, you will be the first hero. The second prince immediately went back and stopped fighting with Zhang Ruochen.

The battle just now made his injuries even more serious.

If it weren't for the timely arrival of the Empty Yi Blood Sword, the second prince might not be able to continue to support it. After retreating, the second prince immediately took out an animal skin bag, swallowed the blood in the bag, and healed his injuries.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the empty blood general, and saw through this person's cultivation, he had already reached the realm of an eighth-order half-saint, which was a high-level half-saint in the true sense.

Yes, the characters who can reach the high-level half-saints are all the heroes of the half-saints, and each of them has the opportunity to impact the holy realm.

Even if their chances were quite slim, they were not low-level demi-saints who could be compared to them.

With Zhang Ruochen's current state, it is impossible to be the opponent of the empty blood general.

His gaze stared coldly at the second prince, and he hated it in his heart, but he could only retreat.

If he gives him more, he will definitely be able to kill the second prince.

"Pot pot!"

Zhang Ruochen called.

The elephant swallowing rabbit rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's pocket, turned into a huge crimson rabbit, picked up the very weak Zhang Ruochen, and immediately rushed in the direction of Sikong Zen Temple.

"Where to escape?"

With a stretch of his arm, the empty blood general struck out the green dragon thorn and stabbed it at Zhang Ruochen's vest.

The green dragon thorn made a "whooshing" sound, turning into nineteen knots, constantly elongating, becoming several miles long, like a spirit snake spitting letters, forming a winding curve.

The sharp thorn blade emits a dazzling cold light, which blinds people's eyes.

Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power can be clearly felt that it has been completely locked by the Qinglong Thorn, and he can't dodge it at all.

Even though the green dragon thorn had not yet fallen, there was already a sharp pain in his back.

It was the energy emitted by the green dragon thorn, which had already landed on Zhang Ruochen's body and rushed into his body.

Just as he was about to unlock the third seal of the relic, a pitch-black figure rushed out of the Sikong Zen Temple.

The figure erupted at an astonishing speed, like a black bolt of lightning.

"If you have to spare people and spare people, why do you need to kill them all?"

The black figure had already rushed behind Zhang Ruochen, stretched out a palm, and grabbed the green dragon thorn.

With his five fingers, the phantoms of five black dragons appeared, and a low-pitched dragon groan erupted.

With a sudden exertion of his arm, he pulled the empty blood general into the air, and slammed into the cliff not far away, making a loud bang.

The body of the empty B blood is buried directly into the earth.

"It's even greater than the power of an eighth-order half-saint?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the black figure intently, and saw that it was a monk with dark skin all over his body, and there was even a faint metallic luster on his skin.

It is the second Sikong.

It's just that at this moment, when the second Sikong and Zhang Ruochen saw him for the first time, they were completely like two people.

At that time, Er Sikong looked very wooden, and there was no trace of energy fluctuations on his body, he was completely an ordinary monk.

At this moment, there is an extremely strong Buddha qi gushing out of Er Sikong's body, and the strength and strength of his body are more than a step stronger than that of the empty blood general.

Even Zhang Ruochen's eyesight failed to see him through, and it can only explain two points:

If it weren't for the fact that Er Sikong's own cultivation was strong, he had cultivated some kind of profound secret technique of hidden cultivation, and he had hidden it from Zhang Ruochen. Then, behind the second Sikong, there is a person with a strong cultivation who helped him seal the cultivation on his body.

In either case, it also shows that Sikong Zen Temple is definitely not simple.

"Whoa!"

The empty blood will fly out of the dirt again, and his body trembles, saying that there is a lot of brute force, but he didn't expect that there would be such a powerful master in a wild temple. ”

The second prince, who was healing, also saw the technique that Er Sikong had just performed, and there was a contemplative look in his eyes.

After a while, he seemed to think of it, his face changed slightly, and he immediately reminded that the move he had just performed was the supreme martial art of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Maha Dragon Claw Hand, known as the first claw method of the Ten Thousand Buddhas. ”

The Maha Dragon Claw Hand and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm are both one of the top eighteen martial arts of the Ten Thousand Buddha Dao, and in a sense, they even surpass the holy arts, representing the top claw and palm techniques.

Eighteen kinds of martial arts, any of them, are also broad and profound, mysterious and mysterious, enough for a monk to spend a lifetime cultivating and researching.

Once cultivated to the extreme, you can completely split mountains and slash mountains, capture dragons and kill saints, burn the sky and boil the sea, and become a first-class powerhouse in the world.

"Maharato clawed hands. ”

The empty blood general was also quite shocked, and stared at the second Sikong again, and suddenly, his face became a little dignified.

The second Sikong still looked like a wooden one, as if he was reciting lines, and said that the Dao Sikong Monastery did not want to get involved in the worldly disputes, but only wanted to cultivate in this deep mountain. You undead blood monks, if you retreat now, it's still too late. ”

Second, Sikong was able to say such a thing?

Zhang Ruochen always felt that someone taught him to say this. So, Zhang Ruochen's eyes looked in the direction of the gate of Sikong Zen Temple, and he happened to see the figure of Da Sikong.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly understood, understood, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The empty blood general stared at the second Sikong and sneered, "Monk, the target of our immortal blood clan is Zhang Ruochen, and we don't want to be the enemy of Sikong Zen Academy. Give Zhang Ruochen to Ben Jiang, and Ben Jiang will leave immediately. ”

"Is that so?".

The eyes of the second Sikong looked in the direction of the Sikong Zen Temple, and wanted to consult the opinion of the great Sikong.

I saw that Da Sikong was standing on the inside of the gate of the Zen Temple, just opened the door a gap, shook his head at him, used his mouth shape, and said a word to him.

The second Sikong nodded suddenly, turned around, and looked at the empty blood general, saying no. Senior Brother has just explained that Zhang Ruochen is a pilgrim of Sikong Zen Monastery, and he is also the first pilgrim to give incense money, and our Zen Monastery has the responsibility to protect his safety. ”

On the inside of the gate, Da Sikong slapped his forehead and said, "Fool! Fool!

The eyes of the empty blood general became a little cold, and he always felt that the black-faced monk in front of him was completely deliberately teasing him.

"Since you are shameless, I will not blame the general for being polite, I will behead you first, and then raze the Sikong Zen Temple, but I want to see how you can continue to cultivate?"

The Empty Yi Blood fully activated the Holy Qi of the whole body, surged towards the arm, and rushed into the Blue Dragon Thorn.

On the surface of the green dragon thorn, a faint cyan halo appeared, condensing into a huge green dragon phantom.

"Wow!"

The green dragon thorn was like turning into a cyan coiling dragon, constantly spinning, stabbing straight into the heart of the second Sikong.

(Sorry, there was something going on two days ago, so the update was a bit unimpressive.) Starting tonight, aim for the resumption of updates.

Every night at 12 a.m., two new chapters (starting tonight).

If you think it's too late, make adjustments in the future. (To be continued.) )