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Chapter 2417 Yan's(2/2)

With the current power of Yan Shen Le, Yan Wushen could not completely block it with the Supreme Holy Artifact.

On the battlefield of hunting the sky, although Zhang Ruochen's Yan Shen Le broke the fourth layer of seal, the flame divine pattern he could control was only more than 10 million.

During the five days of opening the sundial, Zhang Ruochen spent five years refining another ten million flame divine patterns.

The power of Yan Shen's legs is naturally far better than before.

It can be said that this battle has just begun, and Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen are already using the strongest power moves, and there is no tentative attack at all.

"Thousand hands and thousands of bodies."

Yan Wushen divided into thousands, stood all over the earth, and the combination of extreme light and extreme darkness covered the earth with hundreds of miles and turned into a sea of ​​qi.

In the sea of ​​Qi, the figure of the ancestor of Yan Luo appeared, stepping on the yellow spring and holding a book in his hand.

The ancestor of Yan Luo waved his big hand and slapped Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen pulled out the white bone whip of the divine dragon wrapped around his waist and swung it out. The whip body crackled and exploded. A huge divine dragon rushed out from inside, releasing a terrifying divine power.

This white bone whip was made of a spine of a divine dragon. It has an immortal soul inside and is preserved by divine power.

At the same time, a phantom rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body.

It’s not the unmoved King.

The form of the phantom, twenty-four pairs of golden wings, was the form of the Blood Ancestor.

If you stand a hundred miles away and look, the scene you see is that the Blood Earl ancestor holds a divine dragon in his hand, using the dragon as a whip, and hits the Yama ancestor. The picture is extremely shocking.

"Rumbling."

The sound of the sky falling and the earth spreading constantly.

Thousands of miles away, two figures of a man and a woman stood under a large black umbrella.

They are the demigod gods "Yan Yu" and "Fu Xiang Nu". Both of them are the best-ranked strong men under the god realm of the Hell Realm, and are the top figures in the "Divine Crown Volume" and "The Peerless List of the Red Dust".

"Shen Crown Volume" comes from the Temple of Destiny.

"The Peerless List of the Red Dust" was composed by Tiangong.

Fu Xiang girl was wearing a blue crystal veil and her jade arms were slender. She pulled a crystal bow. On the bowstring, the rules of heaven and earth were twisted together, condensing into a translucent arrow.

The direction pointed by the arrow pointing is Yan Wushen thousands of miles away.

In terms of archery art, Fu Xiangniao can be regarded as the number one in the entire universe. Compared with her, Emperor Luo of Damori is no different from the child who just knows how to take a bow.

Yan Yu's voice was warm and he said, "Put it away first!"

Fu Xiangneng's voice was cold, and she said, "Do you think Zhang Ruochen can kill Yan Wushen? I heard that after Yan Wushen returned from the third Dark Star, not only had a great improvement in his cultivation, but his life span increased against the sky. There is no doubt that he got some opportunity there."

Yan Yu said: "It is best not to be the one who kills Yan Wushen. The Yan clan has no internal fighting. The Yan clan and the Yan clan of the Dark Abyss are the closest family. No, to be precise, there is no such thing as the Yan clan of the Dark Abyss."

"The dark secret umbrella can indeed deceive all secrets of heaven, or even hide them from gods. However, it cannot hide them from human hearts. As long as Yan Wushen dies by an arrow, everyone knows that you must be the one who shoots him."

"I don't know why Zhang Ruochen wanted to kill Yan Wushen, but I could feel the murderous aura on him, and he seemed to want outsiders to think that he represents us."

Fu Xiangneng said: "The opportunity is fleeting. If you don't kill it at this moment, you will never have a chance when the divine thought of the God of Fulu arrives."

Yan Yu carried his hands on his back, his clothes fluttered, and said calmly: "Give Zhang Ruochen a chance, I can see that his murderous intention is very firm."
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