Shang Yue said: "As a low level as you, you can have supreme holy tools, and you can also sprinkle talismans like paper, and swallow 100,000-year holy medicine like ordinary things. Apart from Zhang Ruochen, where can you find a second one in the world?"

"You want to say that I am just borrowing external forces, but I don't have any real skills?" Zhang Ruochen's withered, shriveled, old body returned to his young and handsome appearance.

Shang Yue was happy, and still said, "That's right! In my opinion, you, Zhang Ruochen, the so-called Yuanhui-level genius, are just piled up with the supreme holy weapon and various external objects. It's nothing special. If you let me go and fight me with bare hands, you may not be my ten-stroke enemy."

Zhang Ruochen walked up to her and squatted down, looking at her carefully, as if he was hesitating.

Shang Yue was nervous, afraid that Zhang Ruochen would not fall into the trap.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You are the middle stage of the life of death?"

"That's right, why are you afraid? The Yuanhui-level genius is worthy of the three words "Yuanhui-level"" Shang Yue continued to inspire him.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Are you a congenital fire spirit?"

"My original body is the essence of Lihuo. I have practiced for endless years. Later, I was enlightened by the master and passed on my skills. Finally, I have cultivated my body and owned my own life. Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to fight?" Shang Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The essence of Lihuo is good, it just helps me to cultivate the purifying and destroying divine fire."

Shang Yue's face changed drastically, and she said in horror: "You...who are you a Yuanhui genius? You don't have the courage to fight with me."

"Why should I prove my cultivation and strength to you? You are just my captive. No, from now on, you are just the material for me to practice the purifying divine fire." Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

Shang Yue's body trembled slightly and her mood was uneasy.

She practiced in her life very hard. From the birth of spiritual intelligence, to the cultivation of the physical body, to the cultivation of a life of death, every step was extremely difficult. Now, she is not far from becoming a god, so she naturally feels extremely reluctant to die.

Zhang Ruochen made a "tsk tsk" sound, sighing: "I have been almost flawless in my life and have no weaknesses. Unfortunately, there is only one flaw, which means that I cannot make ruthless moves against beautiful women."

Hearing this, Shang Yue seemed to be a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw.

She thought she was not inferior to the so-called fairies and saints.

Zhang Ruochen's character of greed for beauty has long been famous, and everyone in the hell world knows it, so Shang Yue naturally has no doubts.
Chapter completed!