In the temple at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, all the strong men in the imperial court fixed their eyes on Zhang Ruochen's body, all eyes were full of excitement and even admiration.

In their eyes, Zhang Ruochen came down like a peerless **** of war, standing on top of the sky, with a magnificent image.

After pouring a large number of fountains of life into the body of the sage scholar, Zhang Ruochen came to Chi Kongle.

Seeing Chi Kongle's weak appearance, Zhang Ruochen was very distressed, and his intention of killing became stronger and stronger. The factions in heaven must pay for it.

"father."

With tears in his eyes, Chi Kongle cried out.

Zhang Ruochen, while driving into the fountain of life in Chi Kongle, said: "Relax, don't be afraid, my father won't let anyone who wants to hurt you."

"I'm not afraid." Chi Kongle shook his head.

Nourished by the fountain of life, Chi Kongle's lost vitality was quickly replenished, her hair turned gray, and she turned back to blue and black.

With the protection of the demon ape, Chi Kongle was not hurt in any way, just because he burned life and holy blood, which caused his body to become extremely weak.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze swept across the other monks present.

Although he didn't look good at the court of the First Central Empire, before these people, he was desperate to fight against the strong men of the heavenly factions, but he was admired for his kindness and integrity.

As long as there are more such people, there is hope in the Kunlun community.

"Wow--"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ruochen took out a large number of springs of life, transformed them into ganlin, and melted into the gray-haired monks.

The eyes of some courtly strong men became very complicated, with shame, bitterness, and grief.

Once, like Dazai Wang Shiqi, they felt that Zhang Ruochen was a huge threat, a rebellion, and a party of chaos. They had recommended it to the Empress Chi Yao to remove Zhang Ruochen.

Even after Zhang Ruochen left Kunlun, many people regarded him as a traitor.

But now, Zhang Ruochen has come to save them regardless of their previous suspicions. Such an arrogance makes them feel ashamed.

When Zhang Ruochen tried to save the strong in the imperial court, the strong in the factions of heaven were in a mess.

The altar is like a scorching sun, hanging above Tianchi, releasing the mighty Shengwei, blocking the world and leaving no way out.

King Archangel Michael dragged his wounded body and quickly joined with other strong men, his face became dignified and ugly.

Who would have expected Kunlun to have such a mighty move?

"Breaking the altar." Archangel Michael said in a deep voice.

Only by breaking the altar and being repressed by them and blocking the place, can they regain their initiative.

The strong factions in the heaven realm all understood this truth, so no one hesitated and shot one after another, the Taoist Holy Light rising into the sky and bombarded the altar.

Sacred artifacts, holy arts, runes, etc., and other means of attack converge into a torrent.

"It's a wishful thinking to break the altar of the altar." Han Yan smiled coldly, his eyes cruel and beautiful.

The strong man in the Dragon Guard Pavilion, and a group of scattered saints, at the same time, injected power into the altar.

"Wow--"

The altar shines brightly, and the sacred power emitted by it is more and more vast. The surface texture clearly emerges, interwoven into a skynet, covering the heavens and the earth.

Many horrible thunders erupted from the altar, and each one was enough to destroy the world.

"boom."

The attacking methods of the heavenly factions' all saints were blocked by the thunder, and disappeared invisible, so many holy artifacts were reduced to fragments.

The devastating impact continues to impact downwards.

The whole world is shaking.

King Archangel Michael's face turned wild and he shouted, "Defense."

One of the most powerful men in the sacred king's realm has exerted defensive measures one after another, some of which inspired the gods' patterns on the skin, some of them protected by the sacred kings of the king, and some of them had stickers on their bodies.

"Well."

"Well."

The monk's defense charm was broken, his mouth screamed, and his body was cracked like ceramic, turning into crystal-red fragments.

Although the strong factions in the paradise realm tried to resist, some of them were still shocked and their lives died.

The power of the saints is too terrible.

The monks who are alive in the factions of heaven are trembling, and the situation is worse than they expected.

The inability to destroy the altar meant that not only did they lose their advantages, they were in danger anyway, and they could not even escape Tianchi easily.

As time goes by, and the suppression of the two temples is lost, Zhang Ruochen can use the time and space means as he wants, and his strength will skyrocket. Who can check and balance?

One is not good, they may be really possible, the whole army is not here.

In the subtle way, their mentality began to change.

"Da da."

Footsteps sounded.

Zhang Ruochen stepped out of the temple at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, stepping on the staircase full of holy blood, and Shen Yuan's ancient sword and dripping blood sword surrounded him, all of them were devouring the terrible swordsman, cutting the space out of darkness crack.

Zhang Ruochen is as straight as a javelin, upright like a mountain, and said with a cold voice: "Before, you dealt with me, I never hated you, because it was the conflict and the struggle left by our masters and our predecessors. You have no choice. I have no choice. Life and death are long doomed. "

"But to deal with my loved ones and hurt my friends is to touch my bottom line. You must pay for it with blood, and no one wants to escape. One word, die."

A word, a thunder.

Every word is grounded.

"dead!"

"dead!"

...

On the altar, the members of the Hulong Pavilion shouted the word, and the momentum rose.

Upon being summoned, the vast majority of the members of the Temple of Heaven and Earth have gathered.

The Temple of Heaven is composed of human monks.

Disha Pavilion is composed of wild beasts.

Many years ago, the members of the two cabinets were mostly saints, but now they have reached the realm of the saints.

However, the Taiyi Patriarch who was the deputy head of the Temple of Heaven and the two emperor beast kings who were the Lord of the Temple of Earth evil were not on the altar.

They are great sacred realms and cannot enter the Kunlun realm.

The person in charge of the altar is the head of the Tianyi Pavilion, Yan Liren.

Of course, this Yan Liren is just a cocoon body.

Yan Liren's true body has already become a great saint in the endless abyss, and can no longer appear on the battlefield of the Kunlun realm supervised by the patrolling angels.

Even if it is only a cocoon body, Yan Liren's power is still strong enough to be ranked at the first level under the Great Saint.

I have to say that the method after blood is very good, it can be said to turn decay into magic.

"Cooperate with His Royal Highness and kill all the monks in the heavenly factions. One does not stay." Yan Li Humane.

The altar spun, and then an attack erupted.

Flames, lightning, storms, etc., each attack method is extremely powerful, enough to kill the nine-step holy king.

The flame turns into a human form, the lightning turns into a temple form, and the storm is like a dragon and snake.

"Roar."

The evil spirit rushed out of Tianchi, opened his mouth for blood, and swallowed the nearest monk in heaven.

It has drank a large number of fountains of life and has extremely strong recovery capabilities.

A Le, holding an iron sword, appeared on the water. Water droplets dripped from her long hair, her eyes were indifferent, and she rushed into the monks of the factions in heaven.

He was really hurt just now, but the seal of birth and death has condensed in his body, and his life is tenacious. The power of life and death can be transformed into each other.

The breath of life can be transformed into the breath of death.

The breath of death can also be transformed into the breath of life.

Endlessly.

Now trying to kill him is even harder than killing a great saint of hundreds of realms.

"come."

Zhang Ruochen held out a hand and grabbed in the void.

A very weak holy spirit flew out of Tianchi and fell into his hands.

This sacred soul, belonging to the Eastern Qingyu, was impacted by the altar just now. His physical body burst, but the sacred soul escaped by chance. I wanted to hide in Tianchi, but I didn't expect to be found by Zhang Ruochen.

The sacred soul of Dongfang Qingyu was terrified, and his heart was shrouded in the shadow of death.

"I am one of the top ten disciples in the Temple of Truth. You can't ..." Dongfang Qingyu's voice trembled.

"Nothing can't."

His words weren't finished, Zhang Ruochen pinched his fingers and shattered his holy spirit into pieces.

Killing Dongfang Qingyu, Zhang Ruochen immediately felt that there was a truth upright in his body.

As one of the top ten preachers of the Temple of Truth, Dongfang Qingyu is indeed very talented in the way of truth, otherwise, he would not be able to cross the ninth-level sea.

In total, he possesses nine ten thousandths of truth and uprightness.

After all, the total number of truths and uprights is a constant "one", and even if it is one in ten thousand, it is very rare.

Do not look at the presence of a lot of strong factions in heaven, there are no shortage of leaders in the big world, but there are only a handful of people who have the truth and righteousness.

Zhang Ruochen possessed the truth uprightness of 58/10000, one step closer to becoming a messenger of truth.

"Wow."

Dripping blood and Shen Yuan, spinning rapidly, thousands of swords flew out, breaking through a monk of the heaven faction, any defense they could not resist.

Maybe one sword can be blocked, but with the second sword, the third ... hitting the same position, even if it is a divine pattern, can't resist it.

The factions in heaven this time touched Zhang Ruochen's inverse scales, and only returned with blood.

Really think that Zhang Ruochen dare not destroy their generation?

Both are nine step holy kings, but their strengths are vastly different.

Faced with Zhang Ruochen's attack, all the monks in the heavenly factions were panicked, making it difficult to form an effective counterattack. Gradually, they lost their war intentions and just wanted to run away.

"Pokémon, take my step."

Zhang Ruochen's legs burned, a cloud of fire was released, and a divine power broke out from the sky.

The monster monster looked up and saw a cloud of fire in the shape of a foot pressed down.

The strength of the whole body is mobilized, and both hands are pressed upward to play a high-level holy art of palm law.

Lianjie Palm.

"Boom."

Strike the power of God's legs, and meet the palms of Lianjie.

The sacred skeletons of Pokemon all made a "chuckling" sound, as if they were about to be crushed, and roared in their hearts: "Impossible, never impossible, I am the Great Saint, the Great Saint of Bai Di Jing How could it be defeated by a Holy King? "

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen stepped out of the second foot, and the countless gods were intertwined in his legs.

When the third foot fell, the palm of his hand struck by the Pokémon was broken, and was pressed down on one knee by the divine power from above, only to support it with his teeth.

"The Great Saint who broke the shackles is really resistant."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Secret of Time and Space, opened one of the pages, and swiped his fingers on the pages, such as playing strings. Each stroke is a time force flying out and chopped down on the soul monster.

A time force, chopped off five hundred years of life.

It was only cut three times, and the Pokemon became a swift dragon, and quickly burned the Holy Blood, broke the suppression of the gods' legs, and escaped.

"A little skill, I cut 1,500 years of life and can escape." Zhang Ruochen was slightly surprised.

At this point, the factions in the heaven world had suffered heavy casualties. The holy king's corpse was everywhere, and the holy blood was flowing, which stained the Tianchi oasis.

"Devil ... big devil ... Zhang Ruochen ... you are not a human, you are a devil ..."

A beautiful-looking female angel, her voice trembling, stumbled backwards.

Her blue eyes were full of fear.

Zhang Ruochen walked over step by step, without showing any pity for Hong Xiangyu, said indifferently: "The devil? What are you doing in the Kunlun world, isn't it the devil's behavior? Say I am the devil, well, I am now the devil, the big devil, I want it. "

Shen Yuan's ancient sword was chopped out, and passed across the female angel. A bloodline appeared on the holy and soft face, and the graceful and delicate body was divided into two, and the fragrance disappeared.

"Why can't Zhang Ruochen be killed?" Yin Yuanchen was stunned.

He managed to prove his chance, but he did not expect that it would be the result in the end.

Zhang Ruochen is too strong, even if his strength is doubled, I am afraid it is equally worthless.

"Can't wait any longer, even if punished, you can only do so."

Seeing no retreat, King Archangel Michael bit his teeth, turned his hands to take out a yellow-skin gourd that was only the size of a palm, and looked inconspicuous.

Driven by the Holy Spirit, the yellow-skin gourd flew into the air, exuding a terrible sense of destruction.

Zhang Ruochen's expression was frozen, and he quickly threw out a sacred artifact of the king captured from the battlefield and blocked it in front of him. Then, the exhibition space was moved and evaded.

"Boom."

The yellow gourd exploded, releasing devastating power from it.

The sacred artifact of the king was instantly turned into powder.

At the same time, a large area of ​​space shattered, showing a space hole of ten feet in diameter, dark. At the other end of the hole is nothingness.

"It's dangerous. Michael actually has this hole card. It's wrong. It doesn't seem to be against me." Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he stared at the survivors of the heavenly factions present.

Michael was indignant, glaring at Zhang Ruochen, yelling, "Go, escape into nothingness."

Without a moment's hesitation, the remaining hundred of the remaining factions in the heavenly faction rushed towards that space hole at the fastest speed.

"Are the sacred kings of the factions in heaven all crazy? Don't you know that entering the void is a dead end?" On the altar, Han Kun chuckled.

Void space is extremely dangerous, can swallow everything, even the gods cannot stay in it for too long.

Zhang Ruochen frowned, thinking secretly in his heart, and then he protected himself with "The Secret of Time and Space" and pursued it.

"You can't escape."

The rules of space and kendo were mobilized to bring them to Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and Zhang Ruochen cut out a sword.

Crystal flowers appeared one after another, surrounding the body of those who were fleeing the heavenly factions.

With this, Zhang Ruochen's thoughts moved, all the flowers and blossoms bloomed in an instant, beautiful.

Countless swords that fused with the power of space came out and filled the void space.

"Well."

Their bodies burst and were cut into pieces by sword gas.

"Do not."

The Demon Monarch glanced backwards, and saw that Zhang Ruochen rushed towards him and gave a desperate growl.

He had suffered a minor injury and bad luck, and entered the void, which was eroded by the force of nothing. At this moment, Zhang Ruochen caught up, and a sword penetrated his vest.

The tyrannical body disintegrated in an instant and turned into nothingness.

After all, the fallen man from Baiyi Realm failed to be invincible on the battlefield of merits, after all, he had no bones.

Entering the void, Zhang Ruochen's advantage is even greater. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the monks of the heavenly factions were beheaded.

Archangel Michael was miserable, his body was gone, and only one skull was still flying.

Although Yin Yuanchen was eroded by the force of nothingness, he was sheltered by the corpse of God and could still resist it for the time being. However, when he saw Zhang Ruochen falling in his direction, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to chop him, suddenly, he felt a creepy feeling.

Looking up ...

I saw a ray of light that cut through the dark and deep void, like a meteor, and flew towards him.

"Yes ... it is the power of God. There is a **** hidden in this void space where Kunlun Realm is located. You want to kill me. How could this happen? Whose **** is it?"

The power of God is invincible.

Zhang Ruochen's face changed and changed, and he quickly took out the God-given staff given by the Moon God and resisted.

"Wow--"

Affected by the light of that god, God activated the staff, passed through space, through the rules of heaven and earth, and connected to the Moon God Mountain in the heavenly realm, borrowing the power of the Moon God.

God put a powerful divine power on the staff and shattered that light.

"The big thing isn't great! It's impossible for the **** to happen to enter the void at this time. That is to say, the **** is already in the void."

"So risky, the opponent must have a big picture."

Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to stop for a moment, after all, God made the staff only able to borrow a small part of the power of the moon god. Who knows how powerful that **** hidden in the void?

If God can't resist the staff, then he must die here.

Zhang Ruochen immediately exited the void space at the fastest speed.

Looking back, the survivors of the heavenly factions have disappeared. In his field of vision, he found a simple stone bridge that lay across the void.

"Is that a bridge of nothingness and chaos?" Zhang Ruochen felt a greater shock in his heart.

The so-called "nothing chaotic bridge" is a kind of bridge that can exist in nothingness space. It can connect two different spatial coordinates.

However, it is extremely difficult to arrange the bridge of emptiness and chaos, which requires a lot of precious materials. The longer the bridge span, the more material is needed.

Even if it is only built one mile long, the resources consumed are enough to make the gods hurt.

"Why is there a bridge of nothingness? Where are the two spatial coordinates connected? Is it related to the Peach Tree?" Zhang Ruochen's mind kept turning.

...

Nothingness.

An extremely tall deity spread his palms and looked down at Yin Yuanchen and others with palms full of anger.

"A bunch of waste, not enough success, more than defeat. Now, the moon **** must be aware of the breath of this seat, all plans will be exposed, what is the use of you?"

Hearing the rebuke of the gods, Yin Yuanchen and others were all trembling, but they dared not refute a word.

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Heaven court, purple sky domain.

Luna Mountain.

The moon **** stood in the Guanghan Palace, and looked at the mountains and rivers at the foot of the railing, comprehending the mysteries of heaven and earth. The quiet look was like a beautiful scroll.

Suddenly, she gave birth to an induction, and two Liu Mei's eyebrows twisted slightly, and said, "How could there be a **** attacking Zhang Ruochen? It seems to be the breath of Xuan Yizhen from heaven."

"Why is this old fox in the void space near Kunlun?"

Zhang Ruochen will not enter the void space for no reason, and the probability of encountering the gods is even more remote.

But now, not only did he encounter the divine spirit, but he was also attacked by the divine spirit, which is undoubtedly very abnormal, and something must happen.

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