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- The vastness of the Huntian battlefield, with the brilliant distribution of six-color star mist, arouses endless imagination.
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
In a red star mist as thick as blood plasma, an old man from the angel race stood on a cosmic rock more than two hundred meters long, with holy light flowing in his eyes, looking into the distance.
He is very old, with dense wrinkles on his face, a rather stooped figure, and the angel wings on his back are in tatters. He has obviously suffered a lot of torture in hell.
This is the only way to return to the home star of the Immortal Vampire Clan.
Far away, a golden light spot appeared in the starry sky.
Is a person.
His figure is radiating golden light, walking in the void, and can jump a considerable distance with every step he takes. It is Zhang Ruochen who is looking for Emperor Yu to no avail and is preparing to return to the home star of the Undead Vampire Clan.
This old man from the Angel Clan is named Ci Haikong.
He turned around and rushed into the red star mist, and said to the Great Sage Tiannu hiding inside: "That traitor Zhang Ruochen is here!"
In the red star mist, a great sage used his holy blood to carve out formation inscriptions that could mask their presence.
Including Ci Haikong, an old man from the angel tribe, a total of twelve hundred-flag realm heavenly slaves gathered in the red star mist. There were the great sages of the demon tribe who were shaped like lizards, there were bald men with beards, and there were those who grew up in the whirlpool of water. plant life¡
Hearing the name "Zhang Ruochen", each of them released strong murderous intent.
The plant life growing in the whirlpool of the water released specks of light all over its body and transformed into a white-haired old woman.
Her eyes were ferocious as she said: "Zhang Ruochen was originally an outstanding figure that Heaven spent countless resources to cultivate, but he took the initiative to seek refuge in the Hell Realm. He is such a traitor and must be cut into pieces."
Ci Haikong said: "Although Zhang Ruochen escaped from the ghost star, his body is stained with blood and he must have been seriously injured. Today is a great opportunity to eliminate evil."
A dwarf who was so skinny and skinny sat on a crystal clear rock in the star mist and said: "In the Holy Prison, I heard that Zhang Ruochen massacred a large number of young geniuses in my Heaven Realm at the Kunlun Realm Merit Battlefield. Only in this way can you be qualified to join the hell realm."
"I have been imprisoned in the hell world for six hundred years. I must kill a valuable monk in the hell world and return to the heaven world in order to be taken seriously again. Zhang Ruochen is the best candidate."
This dwarf¡¯s name is Zhi Shang, and he is the only Dzogchen Great Sage of the Hundred Flails Realm present.
What is surprising is that he actually has a war weapon in his hand.
It is a silver axe. The ax handle is higher than his body. On the ax, one side is printed with sun patterns and the other side is printed with moon patterns. There are king-level inscriptions flowing on the edge of the axe.
This axe, the sacred weapon of the Three-Element King, was the weapon that Zhi Shang captured after killing a great sage of the Stone Clan.
Ci Haikong sneered: "With so many great saints gathered together, it is strange that we cannot kill Zhang Ruochen. Now we will"
"Boom."
The explosion sounded.
The space covered by the holy blood formation was shaken violently by an unknown attack.
¡°You¡¯ve already come, is there any point in hiding your head and showing your tail?¡±
Zhang Ruochen's voice turned into sound waves, passing through the holy blood formation and reaching their ears.
The expressions of the twelve hundred-flag realm saints all changed.
The dwarf Zhisheng suddenly stood up, with holy light shooting out from his body, and the battle ax in his hand released a dazzling silver light.
"No, Zhang Ruochen actually attacked us. How did he know we were hiding here?"
Ci Haikong's eyes were solemn, showing a guilty look, and said: "It must have been noticed by him when I was observing him just now. This kid's perception and mental power must be very terrifying."
"Boom!"
Outside, attack again.
There was a tremor in the space, and a large number of holy blood formations became dim.
The surrounding temperature rose sharply, as if it had turned into a furnace.
Twelve Great Sage Heavenly Slaves of the Hundred Flail Realm were shocked and confused. One of them discovered that there were white balls of pure annihilation divine fire that burned through the inscriptions of the formation and floated into the formation.
"The emperor's flames extinguish the divine fire."
A bald man with a beard, his right arm was stained by the Divine Fire of Purification, and his sleeves immediately burned. The skin of the Great Sage, which was a thousand times tougher than black iron, was burned red and seemed to melt.
It is also the Emperor Flame. The higher the monk's realm, the more fire rules he incorporates, and the more powerful the flame will naturally be.
Today, Zhang Ruochen¡¯s Divine Fire of Purification and Death already has the power to refining death.They gathered together and formed a three-foot-long black sword.
Que Fei slapped his palm and hit the center of the circle. The black sword flew out like a light shuttle. In an instant, it hit the skull at the top of the ghost whip, causing the skull to fly away.
The dwarf managed to get out of trouble, spinning his arms like a windmill and throwing the silver battle ax in his hand.
The silver battle ax rotated and flew, cutting off a large piece of thunder wisteria.
"Damn it! Who is helping them?" Moyin took two steps back, his charming eyes turned cold, and he released his mental power to look for the person who just drew the sword.
Zhang Ruochen knew what was going on, and seemed much calmer. He took a deep breath, activated ten million divine patterns on his left leg, and suddenly stepped down with his foot.
Since we can¡¯t kill them directly, we can only end the battle in another way.
"Yanshen legs."
Zhang Ruochen's legs burned with blazing flames. As he stepped downwards, a huge flame god's leg appeared, with the soles of his feet covering a radius of hundreds of miles.
"Boom."
The fire cloud of the God of Purification was torn apart by the legs of God Yan, and the powerful destructive force fell on the ten slaves of the Hundred Flail Realm, sending them flying in all directions.
Three of them were the low -yo realm of heavenly slave. They couldn't bear the power of the legs of the gods. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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