But his speed was still a little slower, and the silver light flashed and entered his shoulders.

"puff."

The arms of the Saint King Xuankong broke at the same root, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"ah."

The Holy King Xuankong immediately let out a shrill scream, covered his broken arm with his other hand, and retreated backwards repeatedly.

It can be seen that a strong look of shock appeared in the eyes of the Saint King Xuankong, "How is it possible for you to merge the power of time and space?"

The nine great ways of eternal ancient times can be called transcendent, and it is already very difficult to master one.

In the eyes of most monks, it is impossible to integrate the power of the two ancient ways.

But there are always exceptions in everything. There are extremely close connections between certain ancient ways, such as time and space, which have a very small probability of fusion and success.

Of course, if you can do this, let alone in the Holy King realm, even in the Great Saint realm, there is no one in thousands.

The Saint King Xuankong could clearly feel that the silver light that had just cut off his arm contained sharp space power and illusory power of time. With one blow, he not only cut his arm, but his life span was also cut off for as many as a hundred years.

If the silver light slashes his head, I am afraid that his holy soul will suffer severe damage.

"How could this happen? Zhang Ruochen's cultivation time was so short and he had not entered the Time Temple and Space Temple. How could he integrate the power of time and space? Is he really expected to become the second Sumeru Holy Monk?" The Saint King Xuankong was shocked and felt a faint sense of fear.

In the confrontation just now, he was undoubtedly defeated. Zhang Ruochen shattered all his pride with just a wisp of time and space.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen used all his strength to use his space methods, and space storms appeared one after another, raging outside the small jungle world, forcing his might to destroy everything around him.

In a very short period of time, the connection between the small jungle world and the outside world was disintegrated one by one.

"Rumbling."

At this moment, the Holy King Xuankong was injured and his control over the jungle world was weakened. He was pulled by the power of the magic mirror of the Zangshan Mountain and the jungle world slowly rose up.

Finally, the true face of the small jungle world appeared. The hundred-mile jungle that was exposed outside was only a small part of this small world. There is still a vast space inside it, with many mountains, rivers and rivers lying across it, making it full of vitality.

"It turned out to be a small world that has evolved into an ecological environment. This thing is much more precious than the Space Detail Ball, and its area is comparable to a low-level virtual world. Good things, hurry up and suppress them." A series of splendor appeared in Xiao Hei's eyes.

The magic mirror of the Tibetan Mountain is the supreme holy weapon, which contains the universe. Not to mention a small world, even ten can still accommodate it.

"No, Lord Dayang, Zhang Ruochen wants to use the Supreme Holy Artifact to collect the entire small world." The face of the Saint King Xuankong changed drastically.

At this time, he would not be able to see Zhang Ruochen's purpose.

The King of Dayang was shocked, looked up at the huge black mirror above, and immediately ordered: "Take all your strength and break through the blockade."

All the strong men of Yanyang civilization immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and couldn't help but join forces to attack in the same direction.

"It's the old monk."

The Death Zen ancestor folded his hands together, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

For a moment, all the power of the war corpse quickly gathered on the body of the war corpse.

"roar."

The God War Corpse roared to the sky and slapped out with a palm.

Before the palm reached, a vast divine power as vast as a galaxy came out, as if it was about to flood the entire jungle world.

"cough."

The ancestor Death Zen coughed lightly, and some blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

Obviously, using such means would be a huge burden on the Death Zen Patriarch.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen had already condensed his mind and perfectly matched the Zangshan Magic Mirror, communicating with the spirit of the instrument, and emitting the strongest power.

The mirror of the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror is as big as a sea hanging upside down in the sky, with ripples.

"The galaxy is reversed, the universe is twisted, and I will suck it for me."

Xiao Hei quickly changed the formation, causing the ninth-grade formation to evolve into a huge energy vortex.

The small world full of mountains, rivers and rivers was pulled by the power of supreme and formations, and moved towards the mirror uncontrollably.

Soon, the mirrors of the small world and the ocean collided together.

"Crazy--"

In the small world of jungle, many monks from the sunny civilization looked up at the sky, and the power of the supreme made them unable to breathe. The mirror water curtain in the sky was getting closer and closer, and the entire small world was about to penetrate the magic mirror of the Tibetan Mountain.

The Gemini King of Jinyang was both angry and anxious. It would be difficult to get out if he really wanted to fall into the inner part of a supreme holy weapon!

"puff."

The Gemini King of Jinyang also squirted out a mouthful of essence and blood, spraying it onto the ancient Golden Crow Cauldron.

Suddenly, the ancient golden crow tripod burst out with brilliant golden light, and the whole thing turned into a huge three-legged golden crow, emitting unparalleled pressure.

"boom."

The three-legged golden crow burst out with extremely terrifying power. Before the small world completely penetrated into the Tiang Mountain Magic Mirror, it forcibly blasted out a huge crack and almost broke free.

But, only the two of them escaped.

Other monks from the Yanyang civilization were taken away by Zhang Ruochen's supreme holy weapon.

Resisting the terrifying suction force released by the Zangshan Magic Mirror, the three-legged golden crow flew away at a rapid speed, reaching a hundred miles away in a blink of an eye, and the Gemini King of Jinyang also showed his body.

“Buzz.”

The magic mirror of the Tibetan mountain shook violently, and the magic light was unstable, as if it could not suppress the small world.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hand and controlled the Zangshan Magic Mirror to slowly become smaller. When it fell into his hands, it was completely quiet.

It can be seen that many supreme inscriptions on the mirror intertwined each other, forming a powerful seal, completely isolating the world inside the mirror from the outside.

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Chapter completed!