Que consecutively killed three Great Perfection Saints in the Hundred Flails Realm. His strikes were fast, accurate, and ruthless. It was obvious that he was really beaten today and did not care about the "no killing" prohibition.
Just when he was about to kill the fourth member of the Eight Sons of Life and Death, the original light bloomed in the dark bronze temple.
Yan Wushen rushed out of the darkness, half of the flesh and blood on his body disappeared, revealing a large number of golden bones, and his face was ferocious, just like Yama from hell.
There are original rules in the palms of his hands, which condense into an original Taoist tower.
"Go to hell."
The body jumped up and smashed the Origin Tao Tower towards Que.
Yan Wushen was also angered today.
In an instant, the entire Bronze Temple was filled with powerful energy, the wind howled, and the energy surged.
Que had no choice but to give up his thoughts of killing, and with a backhand sword, he dragged out a brilliant and dazzling arc sword light, slashing towards the Origin Tao Tower.
¡°Bang!¡±
The original Taoist tower collapsed and turned into an even more dazzling source of light.
Yan Wushen and Que each spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards in two different directions.
Soon after, the remaining five living and dead Eight Sons all appeared in the Bronze Temple. When they saw the three people lying on the ground, they found that the life energy of the three people was rapidly losing.
The eight sons of life and death grew up together, practiced together, and felt like brothers.
Seeing this scene, they were so jealous that they each held up the "Book of Life" and "Book of Death", running the incomplete immortal formation, and attacked Que.
"kill!"
Que half knelt on the ground, propped up his body with his sword, gritted his bloody teeth, and charged forward.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yan Wushen, feeling extremely surprised.
In such a small space as the Bronze Temple, he was able to survive despite the dark space-time matter being aroused.
Yan Wushen was seriously injured. After getting up from the ground, he ignored the injuries on his body and rushed to the side of the three Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flails Realm. He mobilized the original power and Buddha's light to purify the void that invaded the three people's bodies. gas.
Que's three swords hit the vital points directly, and the power of nothingness invaded the three people's bodies.
If the power of the void is not resolved in time, no matter how strong the vitality of the three people is, they will be swallowed up by the void in a moment, and they will die without even a scrap left.
Zhang Ruochen turned into a breeze, flew down from the top of the bronze statue, and glanced at Yan Wushen.
Yan Wushen also stared at him.
The eyes of the two people met each other, and there were various complex emotions in their eyes.
If he takes action, now is the best time to kill Yan Wushen, and he will definitely die.
However, Zhang Ruochen did not take action, quickly withdrew his gaze and rushed towards the gate of the Bronze Temple.
With an opponent like Yan Wushen, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to kill him when he was saving people. This is one of them.
Second, Yan Wushen cannot be killed.
The dark space-time substance destroyed the runes and a large number of formation patterns in the temple. Zhang Ruochen had just arrived at the door and found that there were residual formation inscriptions floating in the air.
"not good!"
Ahead, a dazzling sword light flew towards him. The light was so white that it almost blinded Zhang Ruochen's eyes.
Zhang Ruochen quickly closed his eyes and used his mental power to perceive.
"It's the ninth-grade sword formation."
The dazzling sword light was emitted by eighty-one swords. Under the control of dozens of Great Holy Array mages, it turned into a long dragon of swords and charged towards Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his right hand and twirled his fingers.
Suddenly, thirty-six space swords condensed in the space in front of him, and they collided with the eighty-one war swords that flew towards him.
This ninth-grade sword formation has a formation master who is in charge of it, and it is extremely powerful.
The two war swords collided, emitting deafening sword sounds.
The sword light evolved into thousands, and the sharp sword energy flew out, colliding with the walls, pillars, and floors of the Bronze Temple, leaving white marks.
I don¡¯t know what material the Bronze Temple is made of, and I don¡¯t know what mysterious power it contains. Even the Great Sage cannot destroy it, and even the dark space-time material cannot shake it.
"Purple gold gourd."
Zhang Ruochen summoned the purple gold gourd, protected his body with supreme power, and pressed his arm to the ground.
Thirty-six space swords turned into a sword path. The sword body rolled, rushed from the ground to the distance, and hit the formation master who was in charge of the sword formation.
"Chi! Chi! Chi!"
That person??What are you going to do? "
Yan Zhexian couldn't move. The moment he was kissed by Zhang Ruochen, he felt extremely sick in his heart. He wished he could cut this shameless man into pieces.
"I wonder if the divine eye of all realms can be reflected here."
Zhang Ruochen looked up and clasped Yan Zhexian's neck with one hand. The other hand reached towards the hem of her white robe. Five fingers slowly moved inside, feeling the soft touch.
"All Talisman Masters listen to the order and stop activating the Talisman patterns."
Yan Zhexian trembled all over, closed his eyes and shouted.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes became calm again, he withdrew his hand, gently touched her cheek, and said, "Thank you."
"You can't escape today. Those talisman masters will listen to me, but the other great sages of the Yama clan will not." Yan Zhexian's delicate body was still trembling. He had never been so humiliated since he was a child.
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