In all directions of the Qilin Star Domain, I don’t know how many pairs of eyes looked at Zhang Ruochen standing at the top of the flame beam.

Zhang Ruochen was so weak that he was shaking, and he supported his body with a magic sword, and his consciousness began to blur.

Tianyin God Mother looked into the distance, where dozens of streams of lights were galloping, flashing in the starry sky.

It was the gods of the Temple of Destiny that came.

She put away the divine light of fate suppressed on Luo Yi.

Luo Yi turned into a stream of light and flew to the top of the flame beam. He put a healing pill into Zhang Ruochen's mouth and pressed his palm against his heart. A gentle force poured into the Sacred Heart to help Zhang Ruochen refine it, and the old corpse ghost invaded his mental power backlash consciousness.

Zhang Ruochen was so tired that he squeezed out a smile and glanced at Luo Yi. Then, he supported the last power and brought the old corpse ghost back into the temple.

He naturally had already discovered the godmother of Tianyin, Luo Yi, and Gu Shejing, and could understand why they did not help.

In this battle, Zhang Ruochen fought for the royal city of hundreds of clans, for Xinghuantian, and for the Bloody God of War, but it was definitely not for the Rakshasa clan. Zhang Ruochen was already very moved by their presence here.

In the deep space of the universe, a figure carrying a divine bow pulled the bowstring.

The regular divine patterns in the arrows flowed out from the fingers and condensed into a magic arrow, locking Zhang Ruochen.

However, when he saw the Yin-Yang Master of the Temple of Destiny, listening to Yun Sheng, Kong Daohai, and Jin Jue Tianshen appear one after another, a hesitation appears in his eyes, and the divine arrows dissipated.

Then the bow of the back disappeared into the darkness.

"Senior Brother!"

The Blood Colored Divine Centipede flew over.

Xue Tu stood at the head of the ship and called Zhang Ruochen.

When the gods of the Temple of Destiny arrived, Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi had already boarded the Blood Colored Divine Centrifuge ship and surrounded Prajna to check her injuries.

Pu Legend majored in the great witch of the Yan clan.

Prajna was injured by the power of the witch, and his blood and energy were shrinking, and his life spanned tens of thousands of years. He was as beautiful as Kong Lanyou, with a beautiful face and white hair, and his vitality was extremely exhausted.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were as cold as frost, and his murderous intent was revealed.

Xue Tu was disheveled and covered in blood, looking extremely miserable. He flew towards the gods of the Temple of Destiny, standing in the void and crying: "The Temple of Destiny has finally come. If you don't come, I will be killed! Fengdu Ghost City and the Temple of Darkness join forces to destroy the Temple of Destiny and seize the power of the hell world. Cough cough!"

Blood slaughtered a large mouthful of blood.

Although he was seriously injured, this mouthful of blood was not his. He sucked too much. He spoke too quickly just now, and accidentally rushed out.

Yin-Yang Master: "..."

Listen to Yunsheng: "..."

Jin Jue Tian Shen: "..."

...

Fengdu Ghost City and the Dark Temple join forces to destroy the Temple of Destiny?

Can you make up lies more reliable?

Xue Tu looked at Kong Daohai among the gods and said, "Senior Daohai, Prajna was in the royal city of hundreds of clans. He was first assassinated by the God of Fire Ze, and this time he was attacked and killed by the Ghost Lord, Muto and the God of War, and he was almost dead! These crazy people did not take the Angry Heaven God Lord seriously at all. In their eyes, the Angry Heaven God Palace was just a big fuck! Wow..."

Another mouthful of divine blood was spit out of his mouth.

Kongdaohai looks like an old human being, but in fact, he was born in the Netherworld clan.

He is the second disciple of the God of Angry, a figure who has been practicing for nearly 700,000 years and has been in charge of the God of Angry.
Chapter completed!