The Marquis of Rakshasa who was hiding around the temple discovered Qing Mo. Immediately, a Rakshasa woman of the third-class Marquis level raised an ebony holy staff and waved it in the direction of Qing Mo.
While Qing Mo was running rapidly, a large piece of black feathers flew out of the swamp and quietly enveloped her from behind.
Zhang Ruochen held the Qingtian Bow and shot out an arrow.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
The daylight arrow shattered the black feathers in the sky and turned into an arc of light, hitting the third-class Marquis-level Rakshasa girl.
With a pop, the body of the Rakshasa girl was shot through, flew backwards, and fell into a sea of ??fire, her entire body burning.
In an instant, it turned into ashes.
Qing Mo was startled and looked back behind him.
She saw a figure flash past, and the next moment, Zhang Ruochen had appeared in front of her and said, "How reckless. Don't you know it's dangerous here?"
Zhang Ruochen walked towards the temple, drew the bowstring at the same time, and shot another arrow in an unknown direction.
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In the temple, the battle is coming to an end.
There are only a dozen saints left alive.
After all, Canglan Martial Saint has not reached the holy realm. Even if he burns the holy blood in his body, he can only compete with Tian Gehou.
As time goes by, the side effects of burning the holy blood are revealed. The combat power exploded by Canglan Martial Saint is rapidly declining, and his body is getting weaker and weaker.
Tian Gehou chuckled, touched his waist, and then pulled out a brilliant golden chain.
"Binding the Holy Lock."
The golden chain was originally only one foot long. However, as the evil energy was injected into it, it suddenly started to rotate and became longer and longer. The sky was filled with the shadow of the chain.
With Martial Saint Canglan¡¯s current weak state, he was unable to dodge at all, and his snow-white neck was entangled in the Saint-Binding Chain.
"come over."
Tian Gehou exerted force on his wrist, and immediately, Canglan Martial Saint was pulled by him like a paper man.
"It is impossible to enslave this saint. We will perish together."
Canglan Martial Saint gritted his teeth, feeling quite humiliated. He circulated the holy energy in his body and wanted to explode the sea of ????qi and the holy source. However, the Holy Binding Lock contained an extremely evil force, which actually suppressed the Holy Qi in her body.
Since the holy energy cannot circulate, it naturally cannot self-destruct.
"Bang."
Martial Saint Canglan fell heavily to the ground, and the golden chain around her neck made a clattering sound, dragging her to the side of Lingquan Shaojun's boots.
"ah¡¡"
As the leader of the Nine Heavenly Mysteries, Canglan Martial Saint has a powerful identity and status in the Kunlun world. She has never suffered such humiliation. However, she wants to die but cannot, and her heart is indescribably broken.
In addition, several other first-class marquises also used holy binding chains to tie up all the other saints.
The saints of Kunlun Realm have lost their ability to fight.
Young Master Lingquan stared at the slender and snow-white body of Martial Saint Canglan at his feet, then looked at the other Xuannv and Confucianism monks, and smiled contemptuously: "I told you a long time ago that you should behave. You are obedient, but you don¡¯t believe it. With your little strength, you should be in awe when facing the Rakshasa clan."
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The only one who has a talent for holy books is still struggling to support herself with the help of Confucian ancestors¡¯ holy books.
"Break it for me."
Marquis Baiyun held a dark red battle axe, mobilized the evil spirit in his body, and struck it with one axe, and immediately, an axe-shape that was dozens of feet long appeared.
"Boom."
The pages of the Confucian Holy Book trembled violently.
Hundreds of thousands of words were blown away by the power of the battle axe.
The talented lady with the holy book made a muffled sound from her mouth, and her slender body flew backwards like a yellow leaf in the wind. The Confucian Holy Book lost its spiritual support and fell from mid-air.
Marquis Baiyun laughed loudly, pulled out the Holy Binding Lock, and swung his arm out. The holy-binding lock turned into a long golden thread, wrapping around the slender waist of the talented woman with the holy book.
At this moment, a large crystal red hand stretched out from the bottom of the temple steps, grabbed the Holy Binding Lock, and dissolved all the power on the chain.
"Shua."
Zhang Ruochen's outstanding figure rushed up from the bottom of the temple, and in the next moment, he was standing opposite Baiyun Hou.
One of Zhang Ruochen's palms grasped the bindingThe arrogant man glanced at Baiyun Marquis and said, "Let's join hands and deal with him."
Baiyun Hou nodded, fighting spirit boiling in his body, he also wanted to defeat Zhang Ruochen and regain the face he had just lost.
Lingquan Shaojun folded his arms in front of his chest, looking calm and calm, and said: "I want to live."
The biggest purpose of Young Master Lingquan coming to the Ancestral Spirit Realm is to deal with Zhang Ruochen. Since Her Royal Highness the Princess is so optimistic about him, then Young Master Lingquan will capture him and tame him into a battle pet.
Only in this way will Her Royal Highness the Princess know that Young Master Lingquan is more powerful and powerful than this human man.
Baiyunhou and Tiangehou flew off the ground at the same time, and the mighty evil energy surged out of their bodies, as if they turned into two dark magic clouds.
Lintian Zhan Ge and the giant ax both trembled violently. Inside, two weapon spirits appeared, which turned out to be two huge demonic figures in human form.
"Suppression."
Under the control of the two first-class marquises, the two sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns burst out with perfect power and bombarded Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen's pupils quickly contracted, and he stepped on the ground with his right foot. Immediately, the first power of the Hundred Saints Blood Armor was activated. The souls of a hundred lower realm saints rushed out from the armor, standing on a hundred different orientations.
"break."
Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of the Hundred Saints and displayed the True One Thunder and Fire Sword Technique.
With a slash of the sword, a torrent composed of sword energy and thunder and lightning condensed, which was more than ten miles long, and bombarded the two sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns.
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(I can only update one chapter today. In fact, I really want to say it is because of my headache. However, if I tell you, you may not believe it, so I won¡¯t say it! I will try to update three chapters tomorrow. Of course, if I don¡¯t update to three chapters, , don¡¯t complain, everyone, after all, if Xiaoyu has this idea, it deserves encouragement, right?) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com