She was still not dead, her fingers and legs were squirming.

Zhang Ruochen suppressed her in the real domain of space, making her body unable to recover.

"Break it for me."

The Unmoved King and the Saint-Eye tore up the three Taoist realms, and the surrounding scenes were restored. It was still in the phoenix crying, Mio, Pale Zi, and the Huo Xing were still sitting in the three directions of the table.

The difference is that the three women around them turned into hideous gray and black bones.

Lian Rou's Great Sage's blood splattered all over the room.

Zhang Ruochen ignored the three of them, picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it all, then squatted down, took away the black dagger pinched in Lian Rou's hand, looked at it, and said, "Evil curse dagger! As far as I know, it has been passed down for more than 200,000 years, absorbed countless evil spirits and blood. It is a cursed weapon that can kill demigods. Are you not a monk in the Hell Realm, are you from the Tiansha Organization?"

A terrifying and cold voice was made in Lian Rou's broken body: "Zhang Ruochen, you are indeed very strong, but I don't understand, how did you see in advance that I am the one who really assassinated you?"

"Your secret technique of restraining energy is very exquisite, hiding your cultivation in the realm of the Saint. Unfortunately, even if you can hide it from the demigod, you can't hide it from me." Of course, Zhang Ruochen would not tell the secret of his heart of truth.

If Zhang Ruochen had not noticed it in advance and was prepared, under the circumstances just now, even the Supreme Realm Great Saint would have been assassinated or 20% likely to be assassinated.

First, women from the human race and the immortal blood clan were invited to accompany him, and various human flesh and blood meals were prepared to affect Zhang Ruochen's mood.

At the moment of taking action, the three Taoist realms pressed down, trying to attract Zhang Ruochen's attention to the three cultivators who did not exist at all. Then, Lian Rou was assassinating in close combat and took Zhang Ruochen's life with an evil curse dagger.

This killing game is closely linked and has been arranged from the beginning.

"Haha, Zhang Ruochen, you have become the target of public criticism in the Heavenly Court and Hell. You are one of the most valuable monks on the "Great Saint Bounty Ranking". I don't know how many killer emperors want to take your life, and you won't be able to live long." Lian Rou smiled almost crazy.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The Tiansha Organization actually cooperates with the rules of the Earth Demons, the Palace of Eternal Life, and the Sea of ​​Bones. I don't know how the Temple of Destiny will deal with them after knowing it?"

"You don't have a chance."

“Why?”

"Because you have no evidence."

Lianru's body burns automatically.

Her calm voice sounded in the flames: "The faint fragrance is just a prelude, and the shadow of death will cover every corner of the world. When the peach blossoms bloom, you will also turn into hundreds of thousands of dust like me."

Zhang Ruochen wanted to stop Lian Rou, but unfortunately it was too late. As soon as the voice fell, she burned out, leaving only a tuft of embers.

Even the Great Sage's blood scattered in the room was burned out.

"I can stop her from self-destructing the holy source, but I can't stop her from using the secret technique of self-destruction. The killer of the Tiansha Organization is so terrible. She doesn't look like a human at all, but more like a killing weapon. Her cultivation level in Qianwen Realm actually chose to commit suicide so decisively. She is really not afraid of death at all?"

Zhang Ruochen recalled carefully what she said before.

"The fragrance is just a prelude... When the peach blossoms bloom, you will be the same as me..."

"Silk fragrance, peach blossom."

"Chew!"

On the table, the Buddha oil in the glass lamp was burned out.

The lights went out and the whole room became dark. Only the whispers of ghosts in the evil curse dagger were heard.

Without the suppression of the Buddha's oil lamp, Zhang Ruochen's mental power could finally leave his body.

Mio, palezi, and Huo Xing were still sitting on three sides of the table, but Zhang Ruochen could not sense their breath and snorted softly: "It seems that you still dare not take action openly."

A cold wind blew outside the window, and Mio, pale Zi, and the body of the Huo Xing decomposed and turned into three piles of yellow sand.

They are just puppet clones.

...

Mio, pale son, the misfortune star stood among the returning geese, looking at the direction of the phoenix crying.

Paleozi said in confusion: "Zhang Ruochen is really a lustful person? With Anxiang's beauty, he can't even confuse him."

"It's not just a lustful person, but a cruel man who is so cruel." said the Huo Xing.

Although the assassination failed, Mio was still calm and smiled, saying, "Huangying, Yan Huangtu, Wujiang, who is not the most famous Xiongjie in the world, was defeated by Zhang Ruochen on the battlefield of hunting the sky. Even if such a person is greedy and lustful, he is not a beauty trick to kill?"

Huo Xing said: "Anxiang is not only a beauty, but also a top-notch emperor-level killer in the Tiansha Organization. We must admit that Zhang Ruochen is more difficult to deal with than we imagined."

"If he is not strong enough, it will be meaningless." Mio smiled.

"You can still laugh? Zhang Ruochen already knows Anxiang's identity. If he reports to the Temple of Destiny, we will be in big trouble." Paleozi was quite worried.
Chapter completed!