Holding the Qingyu Sword tightly in his hand, Shi Chen's brows were tightly locked, seeing that he couldn't run away no matter what, he simply just started a wave, life and death are rich and rich, this kind of desperate situation is not the first time.

The green mangs in his hands shine, gathering water power under this rain.

Shi Chen began to chant:

"In the name of rain, the power of the ocean is condensed in the edge of the green rain sword, the sea of the world, the sky and the ocean, the gods and demons are unstoppable...... Wang Yang!"

The ocean erupted, and with a fierce sword aura, it slashed towards Zhang Siquan.

Zhang Siquan was only less than a zhang away from Shi Chen, and he didn't even block it, allowing the infinite water potential to bombard his body.

The dryad shook its body, and the vines grew stronger, absorbing all the water, and still felt that they had not drunk enough......

Shi Chen looked at this scene nervously, sure enough, everything is not a joke, Mu Keshui, there is no way to do it. Not only did his attack not hurt this person or tree, but it made them moisturize a lot, who is to reason with this.

Even if the other party is playing with fire, this cultivation suppression is not so obvious, and he is afraid of something.

Zhang Siquan approached in an instant, and gently stepped on the dragon spine of the Ancient Thunder Dragon and came to Shi Chen.

Without saying a word, he slapped out a palm and hit Shi Chen's chest.

In this short moment, Shi Chen concentrated all his energy to see the movements of the wood god Zhang Siquan clearly, and blocked the Qingyu Sword to his chest, not letting the sudden palm slap directly on his chest.

After receiving this palm, Shi Chen only felt a shock in his chest, his entire body trembled violently, and his internal organs rolled like thunder, and then flew out upside down.

The body was uncontrollable, flew out hundreds of feet, smashed into a mountain peak, and smashed along with the mountain peak.

Then slid down the mountain wall to the ground, Shi Chen vomited blood, got up with all his strength, and gasped for breath.

Fortunately, this wood god didn't exert his strength! Just a casual shot, his body was about to fester, you know, his physical body is strong, not ordinary people can shake it.

Wood God Zhang Siquan also wondered, he controlled the power of the slap just now, and this palm could definitely slap Shi Chen in the middle god realm.

But what I didn't expect was that it just slapped him away, but his body was not shattered. Could it be that this kid is still a body refining cultivator?

Zhang Siquan couldn't guess that Shi Chen had never refined his body, but was directly refined into a puppet, and his body was tempered by a treasure of heavenly materials, but his soul did not die, but he regained control of his body.

"Boy, you really have a lot of secrets!" Zhang Siquan muttered, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Shi Chen.

The primeval thunder dragon that bound Shi Chen with vines went straight to Shi Chen.

Shi Chen felt the sound of breaking wind not far from the sky on the other side of the mountain, and his scalp was numb. His body had reached its limit, and he couldn't move anymore, so he slowly sat up. Putting the Dream Back Bead and the Time Axis into the True Spirit World, even if he dies, he can't leave anything for Zhang Siquan.

Zhang Siquan looked at Shi Chen, whose heart was like ashes, and said to the tree spirit: "Kill him." ”

"Yes, master. When the dryad heard this, he let out a strange sound, with an ethereal echo, and replied. A terrifying vine slammed out.

Xiaoyu, who was restrained by the vines, suddenly thundered and became furious, constantly struggling, trying to shake the two people off her body.

But in the end, it didn't affect the killing intent of this vine, and flew straight towards Shi Chen's chest, wanting to pass through his heart.

Shi Chen closed his eyes, his face was calm, and at this moment, he felt that he was truly relaxed. Since stepping into the divine realm, one crisis after another, I can only escape, and now, I can finally relax......

The vine stopped three centimeters in front of Shi Chen's chest, and was caught by an extremely ordinary hand.

The sound of the vines wakes Shi Chen up, and when Shi Chen opens his eyes, he sees a monk in a dark blue robe standing beside him, holding the vine that wants to kill him with one hand, unable to attack him anymore.

"Brother Siquan, please be merciful. The dark blue monk said politely.

"Shunjiang! Why are you everywhere? Really you will only close your eyes and follow the path of benevolence? It was the God King who ordered me to eradicate the monks who had disturbed the peace in the Divine Realm recently, and the God King named Shi Chen's life, what do you want?" The wood god Zhang Siquan said to Shunjiang casually, still looking mysterious to the extreme, making people unable to see his heart clearly.

Zhang Siquan did not deceive Shunjiang, this was indeed an order from the God King himself. Because of Shi Chen's appearance, the plague palace lord Sa Mengmeng, the puppet king Guo Tai, and the captain of the guard Li Wanmo were all killed one by one, Shi Chen also destroyed the plague temple, slaughtered the Xuangong Gate, and caused the plague temple and the rain temple to meet each other, and the god king couldn't bear it anymore.

If he hadn't come here first, I'm afraid that he would have fallen into Shi Chen's hands along with the plague god Sa Chen, and such a person existed in the God Realm, would the God King agree? Give this Shi Chen a little more time, I'm afraid that the entire God Realm will be gone, and the God King will change hands......

After listening to Zhang Siquan's words, Shunjiang just smiled heartily, and then slowly said: "Wood God, Wood God, this son is the son of my senior brother Shuntian, but now the sky in the God Realm has already changed." Ten thousand years ago, the three great gods of the god realm, the god king was just a small consummation god realm monk at that time, and the martial arts could not stabilize the country, and the writing could not mention the pen to settle the world. If it weren't for the previous generation of God Kings who fought to the death, and then my senior brother and the rain god Luo Zi Ku and suppressed it with all their might, how could there be the stability of the God Realm now?"

The wood god still showed a meaningful smile and slowly turned his back. The dryad severed the vine and pulled it back from itself again.

"Shunjiang, it's all up to you. I'm just an errand boy for the god king, and if the god king blames you, then he won't do my job. Zhang Siquan said that, together with him, he flew away from the ancient thunder dragon and gradually disappeared into the sky.

Shunjiang laughed out loud and said thank you to the sky.

Although this wood god is mysterious, he doesn't want to worry too much about his sorrows. For the orders of the god king, they will also be half pushed, half heard, and half executed. Some things don't get results, so they simply stop clinging.

Unlike the plague god, a group of monks in the small consummation realm, they always feel how powerful they are all day long, and they always have to have a result when they do something.

In the same way that the monks of the Great Perfection realm are closest to the whole god, the mind is far beyond the reach of these lesser perfection monks.

The Ancient Thunder Dragon escaped the shackles of the tree spirit and hurried to his master's side, looking at Shi Chen, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Shunjiang looked at the Taigu Thunder Dragon and Shi Chen in front of him, his face softened, and he laughed softly: "Shi Chen, go home with me." ”