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- The dense talisman patterns gradually dissipated as Yan Zhexian's voice sounded.
"Chi!"
The seven snowy peaks in the form of ghosts melted and turned into gas.
Zhang Ruochen's body erupted with star-like light, controlling the power of the realm of truth and impacting the illusory formation of thousands of miles of ice.
The illusion dissipated, revealing the real scene outside the Bronze Temple.
The dim night, the icy rain, the 384-story bronze stairs, and the chaotic battle fluctuations.
"kill!"
¡°Bang bang.¡±
"Boom!"
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The sounds of killing, attacking, and the collision of holy energy are intertwined.
Outside the Bronze Temple, the great sage of the Yama clan stared at Zhang Ruochen with countless pairs of eyes, as if he wanted to eat him.
How dare you blaspheme the noble Master Zhexian, this is a capital crime.
"Zhang Ruochen, I advise you to let Master Zhexian go immediately, otherwise the monks of the Yama clan will hunt you to the ends of the earth." A great sage Talisman master was so angry that his eyes were red.
"Lord Zhexian is the pearl of our Yama clan, and is sacred and inviolable."
"Zhang Ruochen, you pretend to be the grandson of the bloody God of War. You have no manliness and can only be regarded as an insidious and despicable young man."??
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Although the great sages of the Yama clan were furious, none of them dared to take action, so they had to curse.
Put aside, without the blessing of runes and formations, they are no match for Zhang Ruochen. If Zhang Ruochen, this crazy gangster, is angered and actually kills Master Zhexian, who among them can bear the responsibility?
"Have you said enough? You've said enough. Get out of the way immediately. I don't want to kill you. Don't let my hands get more blood." Zhang Ruochen was extremely cold. He clasped Yan Zhexian's jade neck with one hand and pressed her into his arms. middle.
On the palm of the other hand, wisps of white pure fire appeared.
"Wow"
The graceful and moving figure of Moyin flew out of a wormhole space mirror above Zhang Ruochen's head and landed outside the Bronze Temple.
The hands turned into dozens of thunder and fire vines, which quickly spread out and entangled the twenty-one great holy talisman masters. The thunder and lightning and the Divine Fire of Purification on the vines instantly refined the twenty-one great holy talisman masters to the point where they lost their fighting power.
She dragged the twenty-one great holy talisman masters to her side and suspended them around her body.
Some vines wrapped around the neck; some vines wrapped around the waist; some vines pierced the chest.
It¡¯s not that the twenty-one great holy talisman masters are really so unbearable. The main reason is that they are not good at close combat. When they are suddenly attacked by the magic sound, they are naturally defenseless.
Moreover, Moyin¡¯s current combat power is stronger than many Qianwenjing great saints.
How can these Talisman Masters, the vast majority of whom are still in the Immortal Realm, compare?
¡°It¡¯s all fresh and delicious, I really want to eat it all.¡±
Demonic sound showed a charming and enchanting smile, staring at the restrained great saint talisman masters.
"Witch, you are looking for death."
The remaining great saint talisman masters joined together and quickly drew a large talisman.
The densely packed talisman inscriptions intertwined into a Qi beast that was dozens of feet tall, releasing a cold death light, with a domineering aura and fierce eyes.
"I want to kill them, just for a moment, you'd better not force me." Moyin licked her red lips gently and said with a smile.
Dozens of great sage talisman masters from the Yama clan were suddenly hesitant.
Yan Zhexian never expected that the nearly two hundred great saints led by Jin could not stop the five hundred-flag realm great perfection great saints from the immortal vampire clan, allowing the Food Saint Flower to break into this place.
If the great sage of the Yama tribe has deployed a defensive barrier, the Holy Flower of Food will never be able to open the space wormhole mirror.
?Under the bronze stairs.
The Sword Prison Emperor used his own power to restrain the two Nine-Life Blood Crows and Jin, showing the top-level fighting power of the Hundred Flails Realm. Every sword seemed to be able to cut through mountains and rivers and cut down stars.
Queen Feng knew very well that the gods must be paying attention to this battle, so she tried her best to show the true strength of the candidate for the Goddess of Destiny.
Behind her, the Gate of Destiny bloomed with brilliant brilliance. Every ray of light was a rule of fate, suppressing the cultivation of the great saints of the Yama clan.
At the same time, she held a three-foot-long white feather.
Feathers flutter, creating a breeze.
Any great sage of the Yama clan whose face is blown by the strong wind seems to be possessed by an evil spirit. Some of their eyes become struggling, some become confused, and some become murderous and attack in reverse.He stared at Yan Wushen.
The King of Hell said: "You can't let them go. There will be endless troubles if you let the tigers return to the mountains. Today is the best opportunity to get rid of them."
Yan Wushen turned around, looked at Yan Huangtu, and said: "The best opportunity? The great sages present are all the elites of the Yama clan for thousands of years, and they are the pillars of the future of the Yama clan. They sacrificed a large number of the elites of the Yama clan in exchange for Victory, what is the best opportunity?"
"The Yama clan cannot accept today's humiliation. If they want to win back their glory, they must make sacrifices." Yama Emperor Tu said.
Yan Wushen said: "We should be responsible for today's shame, rather than sacrificing them and letting them bear it."
Yan Huangtu stared at him deeply, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
Yan Wushen looked away, his tone a little softer, and said: "Now, many great sages of the Yama tribe have been seriously injured and their lives are in danger. Our first priority is to save people."
"The Huntian battlefield is not a battlefield of life and death, and it does not have to be a fight to the death. It is not worth sacrificing too much for the sake of fighting for a breath, for the temporary gains and losses of honor and disgrace."
"The Yama clan has sat in the position of the supreme clan for too long. Many monks think that they are really supreme. Today's humiliation can be regarded as a lesson for all of us. From now on, if you know your shame and then be brave, you will lose the glory To get it back is the real honor.¡±
The leader of this generation of monks from the Yama clan has always been the Emperor of Hell.
Therefore, everyone looks up to him.
Although Yan Wushen is not much different in age from Yan Huangtu, he has stayed in the Holy King Realm for too long and has the reputation of being a genius. After all, his strength is far behind.
¡°Moreover, Yan Wushen spends most of his time cultivating alone and rarely interferes in the internal affairs of the Yama clan.
Until today, Yan Wushen and Yan Huangtu had different opinions and were fighting each other, which made many monks of the Yama tribe see a kingly aura in Yan Wushen.
The Yama clan is no longer dominated by one person, but has two unparalleled prides.
"Okay! This is your decision. If the Yama clan fails in the Battle of Hunting Sky, you will be fully responsible." Yama Emperor Tu said.
¡°I will take all responsibility for the decision I make, no matter what the outcome is.¡±
Yan Wushen glanced at Xiang Que, Gu Ying, Zhang Ruochen and others, and said, "You can go!"
The battle on the bronze stairs stopped.
All the great sages of the Yama clan retreated one after another.
Que, Greed Ying, Zhang Ruochen, and Moyin all held the Great Sage of the Yama Clan in their hands, and together with Feng Hou, Sword Prison Emperor, Da Sen Luo Emperor, and Yue Tinghai, they left the Arctic Glacier Continent and immediately flew out of the Yama Clan itself. The star¡¯s atmosphere and star-protecting array.
Zhang Ruochen was walking with the monks of the Immortal Vampire Clan.
He turned to Fenghou and asked, "Have the arrangements been made on the planet of the Yama clan?"
"Don't worry, they are just a group of Yama Luo tribe members with low cultivation level. I can kill them with a few tricks." Fenghou said with a smile.
??Flying thousands of miles in the void of the universe, the monks of the Yama tribe did not catch up.
Demonic sound still used vines to wrap around the twenty-one great saint talisman masters, and said with a smile: "Master, since the monks of the Yama tribe are not chasing after me, why not reward them to me and be my nourishment."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "Forget it! Killing the great sage of the Yama clan will not only deduct a lot of points. It will also form a deadly feud that cannot be resolved. There is no need to do this. Yan Wushen is right in what he said. , the Battle of Huntian is not a battlefield of life and death, the gods will not care about the life and death of these elite saints."
Moyin was slightly disappointed and let go of the twenty-one great saint talisman masters.
Zhang Ruochen sealed Yan Zhexian's spiritual power, pushed her back with his palm, and sent her to the twenty-one great holy talisman masters.
Immediately, he took out the green pen, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. There was a trace of Yan Zhexian's body fragrance on it, and said: "This pen is a gift from you. We will see you later."
Zhang Ruochen used the Great Spatial Movement to bring everyone hundreds of miles away in an instant.
Yan Zhexian was so angry that he stared at Zhang Ruochen and others who were escaping in the distance, and said: "Shameless people, next time we meet, I will become stronger. I will definitely chop off your hand and cut off your tongue."
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Greedy Baby hijacked the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails realm and flew out from behind the star of the Yama clan, opened his mouth, and swallowed him in one gulp. Then, he merged with the Asura Sword and turned into a bloody stream of light, rushing into the six-color star mist.
He was too seriously injured. Only by devouring the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm can he regain his fighting strength as soon as possible.
Yan Wushen stood above the atmosphere of the Yan Luo tribe's own star, pointed in the direction of the Asura sword, and said: "Within ten days, I will definitely go to the Shura tribe's home star and flatten your Green Deer Temple. From now on, , the monks of Qinglu Temple, I will kill every one I see."
A large number of blood-eating insects flew out from the ground of the Yama Luo tribe's own star, sucking countless Yama tribe members into mummies.
It is the means left behind by the wind. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Xiang, said: "Within ten days, I will definitely go to the Shura clan's own star and crush your Qinglu Temple. From now on, I will kill every monk in the Qinglu Temple on sight."
A large number of blood-eating insects flew out from the ground of the Yama Luo tribe's own star, sucking countless Yama tribe members into mummies.
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