The sacred mountain where the magic temple is located belongs to one of the thirty-three sacred mountains in the middle. It is as high as seven thousand feet high, with cliffs, waterfalls, and densely packed arrays of inscriptions. It is definitely a dangerous place.

Zhang Ruochen came down to the mountain and looked up.

In the forest, cliffs, and waterfalls, there is a dark red evil spirit.

The Marquis of Rakshasa wearing the armor of the armor of Sacred Armor, holding holy soldiers or battle flags, lined up on the mountain roads, defended the danger barrier, and formed a battle formation, as if they were near the enemy.

In their eyes, Zhang Ruochen is a peerless murderer. Between chatter and laughter, hundreds and thousands of Marquis Rakshasa vanished in smoke. Who can not be afraid?

In the sacred mountain, there are more than 200 silver silk streamer towers. Inside each tower, there are several Rakshasa women sitting cross-legged. From their sacred heart, a strong spiritual force emerges, and through the iron tower, the integration with heaven and earth is actually urging the Qianxing array.

"It's no wonder that the ambassadors of the Eighteen Realms have not been able to break through the Qianxing array using the magic weapon. It turns out that not only is this Qianxing array hosted by a sacred master, but also thousands of spiritual masters are urging Moving. Such a large array, even if the figures beyond the three steps of the Holy King level come, it is estimated that they can only sigh. "Zhang Ruochen said.

A Le, Han Yan, Princess Bai Li, Magic Sound, Swallow Elephant Rabbit, and Magic Ape, lined up, standing behind Zhang Ruochen.

The demon ape held the Xingtian Warhammer, and the magic of his body rolled. "Master, let's say, how do you fight?"

Zhang Ruochen's gaze was fixed, staring at the position of the middle of the mountain, his eyes fell on Qiu Yu's body, and then a fierce murderous gas emanated from his body.

Qiuyu stood halfway up the mountain, with his hands behind his back, like Gu Song standing proudly, and his cold eyes were staring at Zhang Ruochen.

With his feet as the center, a rare flower and tree grows on the ground. The breath of life spreads in the sacred mountain, showing that his accomplishments on the path of life have reached a very high level.

"I'll kill him," Han Yan said.

"Not urgent."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at Qiuyu's back and saw the figures of Qian Yu and Qian Shu. In addition, there were some third-class marquises, second-class marquises, first-class marquises, and holy kings.

It can be said that this sacred mountain is the central camp of the Rakshasa Army.

Even if Han Yun's dark way is so powerful, it is difficult to kill Qiuyu here.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen can see that Qiu Yu seems to have really gotten some incredible opportunities, and his cultivation has greatly improved. Whether Han Kun can defeat him is still unknown.

Qiu Yu's mouth slightly tilted upwards, and he said loudly, "Zhang Ruochen, you didn't expect that we will meet again?"

"I didn't expect that people like you could live to this day without dying," Zhang Ruochen said.

There was a chill in Qiuyu's heart, and the smile on her face became colder, saying, "Unfortunately, the person who is going to die today is you, not me."

"Really?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Qiu Yu nodded earnestly, and said, "Maybe take a look behind you."

"Boom."

The sacred staff of nine hundred feet tall flew over, inserted into the ground behind Zhang Ruochen, and the power erupted from the scepter completely settled the surrounding space.

At the same time, Master Lingquan and the four one-step holy king-level strong men, with a large number of Rakshasa marquis, rushed over, gathered under the sacred rod, and sealed the retreat of Zhang Ruochen and others.

A sacred mountain is blocked in front, and a large number of strong Rakshaks are behind, which is a dead state for any sage.

Qin Yutong's eyes showed the color of perseverance, saying, "His Royal Highness, we can explode the Holy Source and help you kill the Holy Mountain."

"Yes, we have nearly two hundred saints in total, who can die for the temple. As long as the next sentence of the temple, I Guo Daren now rushes to the holy mountain and explodes the holy source." Another saint said.

Zhang Ruochen calmed everyone's emotions and said, "It's not a holy mountain. Since it is standing in front of me, I will knock it down."

"I come."

The demon ape roared, and then, the sound of crackling inside the body sounded, and the body continued to rise, becoming larger and larger, and turned into an ancient fierce ape up to three thousand feet.

Around the body of the archaic fierce ape, the devil cloud rolled, and it hit the sacred mountain in front of it.

If it was just an ordinary mountain, it would be easy to knock it down with the power of the Archaic fierce ape. However, the sacred mountain in front of it is intertwined with a large number of matrix inscriptions, and it also has a large number of Marquis Rakshasa. Holy power blessing.

The savage ape just hit it and was hit by a ray of blood from the holy mountain. The huge body, like a leaf, flew backwards, and a large amount of blood was spit out of its mouth.

"Boom."

The body of the archaic fierce ape fell heavily to the ground, and then quickly shrunk to its original appearance.

The Marquis Rakshasa in the holy mountain all made a sound of laughter, "It is too much for you to want to hit the holy mountain."

However, their laughter stopped abruptly soon.

I saw Zhang Ruochen standing under the mountain with his hands folded, and a powerful divine power flowed out of his body. Then, behind him, a golden figure emerged.

The golden figure was getting taller and taller. In the end, it was as huge as the sacred mountain of seven thousand feet high, exuding divine power, and shocked all the Marquis Rakshasa who was present.

It was "the immortal king".

Based on Zhang Ruochen's own cultivation, even if the "Firm King" is exhibited, such a mighty power cannot be achieved. That's because, at the moment, Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of the Qiankun world, and there was a part of the power of the world blessed on him.

"This ... this is really a saint, the breath that can burst out?"

"No way, a saint, how could it be so powerful?"

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Many Marquis of Rakshasa felt suffocated, as if there was an invisible force that stuck their necks.

On the battlefield where the ninety-nine sacred mountains are located, almost all the monks' eyes were attracted by the huge golden figure, and in their hearts they gave birth to the idea of ​​worshiping on their knees.

"Oh my god, Zhang Ruochen is a real god!"

"No, that's my master." Zhu Hongtao, the second disciple of Xuan Yuan Sword Master, laughed at a saint next to him, very proud.

Zhang Ruochen rushed forward, and every time he stepped on, the ground within 100 feet of the surrounding area collapsed. At last, his body and the immobile King collided against the Holy Mountain.

In the sacred mountain, even Qiu Yu, Qian Yu, Qian Shu ... and other top powerhouses are showing fear.

"This guy ... even has a hole card ..."

The scepter of Princess Raksha's hand slammed into the ground, and then a blast of evil spirits poured out of the scepter, rushing towards the magic hall in all directions.

The magic temple was originally in the shape of a skull. At this moment, the position of the eyes appeared a dazzling light, like a day and a month.

This heaven and earth, completely covered by the magic cloud, is dim and gloomy. It is suspended in the sky in only one day and one month, exuding a world-inspiring breath, as if a great saint has recovered, looking down at the thousands of ants.

"Boom."

The immortal king body collided with the holy mountain.

The magical gas that flowed out of the magic hall was even more dense. The Marquis Rakshasa in the holy mountain could not bear the great holy power, almost kneeling on the ground.

Only the figures of Zhang Ruochen and Princess Luocha are facing each other in the body of the immortal king and the demon palace, shining brightly, very much like a **** of war and a demon queen in confrontation.

The magic hall did not collapse, but the sacred mountain below the magic hall could not withstand the force, and the array of inscriptions of the matrix method were breaking down, making a "squeak" sound, the cliffs collapsed, the waterfalls were cut off, flowers and plants The trees fly ash away.

With the sound of an earth-shattering sound, the sacred mountain, as high as seven thousand feet, actually fell backward, and a large amount of mud and stones fell downwards, and it was spread over hundreds of miles.

More than two hundred silver silk streamer towers supporting a thousand-star array all collapsed along with the holy mountain, and most of them were buried in mud.

The Marquis of Rakshasa buried in the soil is even more numerous.

Whether in this battlefield or in the heavenly realm, I don't know how many monks saw this scene and were shocked to their hearts and startled.

"This is too bad, Zhang Ruochen is invincible!"

"God makes adults fight the world, and the world is invincible."

"It's so powerful that Princess Rakshasa has been suppressed."

The spirits of the vast cold world are roaring, all roaring. All the worries in their hearts have disappeared. God has made the adult so powerful. Who can take the merit book wall from him?

The Kunlun Realm, the Eighteen Realms ..., and the other six realms of Shatuo Seven Realms are also very excited. This sage merit warfare finally did not completely suppress them by the Rakshas. The appearance of Zhang Ruochen will rewrite all of them.

"It's so strong?" Fang Yi squeezed his fists tightly, his mood was even colder.

There was a **** spirit flame princess, and there was a joy on that glamorous face: "It's amazing. I knew that the last time he rescued me, I should compensate him well."

Qiu Yu crawled out of the thick mud, looking at Zhang Ruochen, who was coincident with the body of the immortal king, and gritted his teeth tightly. He was quite resentful in his heart.

Luna Mountain, the great saints in the vast cold world, all looked at each other and looked at the luna sitting above.

They can see that ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zhang Ruochen is not using his own power, but borrowing external forces.

However, the saint's merit warfare cannot borrow the power of others. This is a violation of the rules. Even if the victory is won in the broad cold world, he will be severely punished.

Luna seemed very indifferent, saying: "Relax, Zhang Ruochen uses his own power, but that power is a bit special."

Qiankun Realm is equivalent to Zhang Ruochen's body, just like Fang Yi's Bai Weixing, except that Qiankun Reality is many times stronger than Bai Weixing.

Therefore, after mobilizing the power of Qiankun, Zhang Ruochen was far stronger than Fang Yi.

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