The second thousand two hundred and fifty-eight chapters(2/2)
Could it be that at that moment, the Blood-Crying Great Sage had been silently killed by the other party and turned into a skeleton?
Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and released his mental power.
However, as soon as the mental power came into contact with the pink mist, it was eroded, making it impossible to detect the opponent's reality.
At this moment, a ghostly mist appeared behind the Kowloon chariot, and a black carriage parked there. A hearty laugh came from the car: "Don't you feel humiliated to be Zhang Ruochen's maid? Wuying
Fairy, this matter has nothing to do with you, please leave immediately."
The three carriages were parked in a straight line, and the Kowloon chariot was blocked in the middle.
Ling Xi knew very well that if she left Zhang Ruochen, she would only become a prisoner of the next monk in the hell world. By then, the situation would be even more difficult than now.
"Who are you? Don't you know that fighting and killing are prohibited in Hanye City?" Lian Xi asked.
Zhang Ruochen sat in the car and said: "The backgrounds of the two of them are quite remarkable. One is one of the three candidate goddesses of the Destiny Temple, the Great Sage Yanhong. The other is the seventh son of the Ghost Lord, Xiu, both of them are hundred.
One of the top ten existences in the Dzogchen Realm."
Ling Xi's face instantly turned pale.
She had known for a long time that Zhang Ruochen had enemies everywhere in the hell world. However, she had never expected that two such terrifying and powerful enemies would come to him at once.
How to break the situation next?
Since the other party killed the Blood-Crying Great Sage, it means that it is by no means as simple as testing and intimidation.
In the frame of the car blocking the front, the voice of the Great Sage Yanhong sounded, "Covered by my mist, you have lost your mental perception, and you can still judge the identity of this saint immediately. It seems to Zhang Ruochen that during this period, you
In Hanhai Manor, it is not just as simple as making love with Fairy Wuying."
In the carriage behind, he said: "You have never seen me, but you can recognize me. How do you do it?"
"Because you have always been my enemy that I take very seriously, and I remember everything about you by heart."
When Zhang Ruochen said this, he read one word: "Broken."
The Divine Fire of Purification surged out from the Nine Dragon Chariot and spread out in all directions like white clouds, burning the pink mist until it disappeared, breaking the illusion.
The appearance of the skeleton coachman no longer resembles that of the Blood-Crying Great Sage. Instead, he is wearing a bamboo hat and his appearance cannot be clearly seen.
"It turns out it was all an illusion. The purpose of that Yanhong Great Sage must be to scare us." Lian Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the real Blood-Crying Great Sage was entangled in silk-like pink mist threads, as if wrapped in a blood cocoon, unable to break free no matter what.
If the Great Sage Yanhong really dares to blatantly kill the Great Sage Xuewei in Hanye City, he will definitely offend the Blood God of War, and the Temple of Destiny will not be able to save her.
As the Divine Fire of Purification burned out, the threads of pink mist dispersed, and the Blood-Crying Great Sage escaped from the trap and quickly retreated to the side of the Nine Dragon Chariot.
His heart was extremely depressed.
I thought that by breaking the seventy-two shackles, I had been promoted to the level of a top master in the Hundred Shackles Realm. However, I didn't expect that I just accompanied Zhang Ruochen to a banquet and suffered two blows.
There is such a huge gap between him and those who are in the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm.
"Bang dong!"
"Bang dong!"
The wheels of the front and rear carriages slowly rotated and drove towards the Kowloon chariot.
Every time you advance one foot, the space will be compressed.
The space in the front and back directions seemed to turn into two invisible walls, slowly moving forward. The Kowloon chariot was pressed in place and unable to move, and all the stone slabs on the street were cracked.
"Bang bang."
There were nine explosions, and the nine dragon souls pulling the cart couldn't bear the squeeze of space and exploded, retreating back into the interior of the chariot.
However, the Blood-Crying Great Sage and Lian Xi were unable to retreat and could only rely on their own cultivation to bear the impact of space squeeze.
After the Nine Dragon Chariot was reforged, it was very close to the king's sacred weapon. However, when the front and rear carriages moved within ten feet, the chariot made a "squeaking" sound, and cracks appeared in some places.
Chapter completed!