There were about two hundred saints in the old subordinates of the Central Empire of Shengming, including Bai Su and Qin Yutong under the throne of Mingjiang, Murong Yue of the Murong family, the Elephant-swalking Rabbit and Demon Ape among the wild beasts, as well as Princess Bai Li, A Le, Han Qiu and others.

It is precisely because of the protection of the three masters of Princess Bai Li, A Le and Han Qiu that most of them are still alive.

The Marquis of Rakshasa who besieged them was huge in number, and the evil spirit that radiated out condensed into layers of dark red evil clouds and rushed over from all directions.

As powerful as A Le, Han Qiu, and Princess Bai Li, they also left wounds and blood flowed.

The other saints were even more injured.

Every wave of attacks suppressed, several saints fell into pools of blood, lost their lives, and eventually became food in the womb of the Rakshasa Marquis.

"Why continue to struggle to death? It's useless. This land is destined to turn into a Halloween Cemetery. You are buried.

In the evil clouds, a giant python phantom, more than 300 feet long, appeared, rising from the ground to the sky like a mountain. A stream formed by blood gathering flowed in the giant python phantom, making a rustling sound.

"It's him again."

Princess Bai Li's eyes showed a look of fear.

The owner of the giant python phantom was a very terrifying strong man. The bloody wound on Princess Bai Li's back was hit by him and has not healed yet. It has a very evil force and has been rushing through Princess Bai Li's meridians, causing the injuries on her body to continue to intensify.

"Ao!"

A roar came from inside the phantom of the giant python.

Then, a snake's tail swept across, causing a hundred miles of flying sand and stones to fly away, and the earth was cut off several feet thick. The blade-like holy energy flew out one step ahead of the snake's tail and rushed into the group of saints.

"Puff."

"Bang."

...

When hit by the Holy Dao Qi, some saints were hit with bloody holes, or their heads were broken, and they were killed and fell to the ground.

"It's just the power of the Holy Dao Qi, it's so terrible."

Murong Yue's left shoulder was bleeding like a stream. He raised his head and looked at the snake tail sweeping across like a black mountain. He suddenly felt depressed and suffocated, and could not help but feel frightened.

The force was so terrible that it swept across and destroyed everything that stood in front of him.

"That is a saint king of the Rakshasa clan, and he is not an ordinary saint king..."

Grandma Bai Su, whose cultivation level has reached the highest holy realm, has a pale face as paper as paper, biting her lips tightly, waiting for the arrival of the doomsday.

"howl."

A dragon roar came out of the mouth of the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit, and its body changed and turned into a Heaven-Swallowing Demon Dragon with a body of hundreds of feet long. It also twitched the dragon's tail and hit it horizontally.

"Bang."

One python and one dragon, two tails collided together.

The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit failed to block the opponent's attack. His huge body was beaten backwards, and a large number of scales fell off his body. Blood gushed out like a spring water, and a scream came from his mouth.

The gap in realms is too big and it cannot be stopped at all.

"Just just a wild beast who has practiced the "Swallowing Heavenly Art" and dares to confront me, overestimate one's own ability." In the evil clouds, a huge python shadow soared into the sky again.

The demon dragon's body continued to shrink and turned into a big-mouthed rabbit. Its butt and tail were covered in blood. It lay pitifully on the ground and shouted, "Your mother is a wild beast."

"What did you say? This marquis is the Blood Nether Python with pure bloodline."

The giant python phantom was quite angry. A palace-sized head swept down, revealing its sharp fangs, and it was about to bite the elephant-swallowing rabbit into pieces in one bite.

"Don't kill my brother."

The demon ape roared, pounded her chest with her arms, and a large amount of demonic energy burst out from her body. In an instant, her body suddenly rose up and turned into a worldly ferocious ape and rushed forward.

"Looking for death."? A large handprint flew out from the evil clouds and slapped the demon ape, knocking its huge body to the ground. The demon ape was already seriously injured, so how could he withstand this blow? After falling down, he let out an unwilling wail.

Among the human saints, several figures rushed out in succession, trying to save the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit and the Demon Ape, but they were all blown out by the holy arts produced by the evil clouds. Among them, some people were directly blown into a blood mist.

It is obvious that in addition to the Blood Nether Python, there are other powerful people in the Rakshasa clan standing in the evil clouds.

There are too many enemies and too strong, which makes everyone feel a strong sense of powerlessness, and despair spreads in their hearts.

I'm afraid... I really can't return to Kunlun Realm...

The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit lying on the ground, looking at the head of the giant python that was sweeping down, naturally, her heart was still quite frightened and she felt suffocated. However, suddenly, her round eyes became extremely bright, and she roared: "Mr. Chen."

I saw a figure emitting bloody light behind the phantom of the giant python, like a sharp sword that broke through the evil clouds, carrying a black battle sword, slashed down with one sword, dragging out a sword light a hundred feet long.

"Boom."

The phantom of the giant python was split in half by the sword energy, and then it turned into wisps of aerosol mist and dissipated in the air.

Zhang Ruochen, wearing a hundred holy blood armor, landed heavily on the ground. His tall body stood in front of the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit, scanning the vast evil clouds in front of him, with a look of contempt.

The Elephant Swallowing Rabbit felt his eyes sore and was so excited that he was about to cry. He quickly stretched out his claws to protect Zhang Ruochen's thighs: "Master Chen, if you don't come again, I will be beaten to death."

"It's Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Qin Yutong, Bai Su Grandma and others finally showed their spirit and felt hope. Because, in their hearts, Zhang Ruochen is the backbone, representing hope, and invincible combat power.

In the world, no one can make him fall except Empress Chi Yao.

The old subordinates of other central empires of the Holy Ming also let out howls to express the excitement in their hearts.

The Prince's Palace has come down and comes for them. Even if they die in battle with His Highness, what's wrong?

Zhang Ruochen looked back at everyone's eyes that were either excited, excited, or crying, and became more convinced that his choice was not wrong.

Originally, he wanted to use the power of the twelve Buddhist beads to cover up the breath of his body, hide it under the ground with the wall of merit book, and stay until midnight tonight.

Although this method may still be discovered by the army of the Marquis of Rakshasa, it is the safest and safest method.

However, seeing that the old subordinates of the Central Empire of Shengming were besieged and killed by the Rakshasa tribe, Zhang Ruochen could not escape.

For him, those saints could not fear the revenge of the court and killed Wuding Mountain with him. Now, they are in danger. Even if Zhang Ruochen fights to death, he will protect them.

"Take the holy pill, and within one hour, all the injuries on your body should be healed."

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and the healing pills flew out and fell into their hands.

The resources in Kunlun Realm are limited. When all the saints present enter the ancestral spirit world, they carry low-level healing pills. It is good to be able to get a healing pill. Moreover, after three months of battle, the low-level healing pills on their bodies have been exhausted.

Zhang Ruochen's appearance was really like timely rain.

"howl."

A long roar came from the evil clouds, shaking the earth trembled slightly.

Then, the true body of the Blood Nether Python rushed out of the evil clouds. Its body was more than 500 feet long, with two claws. Each snake scale was as huge as a palm fan. The snake's head was a bit weird and covered with sharp thorns, making everyone look ferocious.

In addition, there are seven first-class marquis figures, which also appear from the evil clouds. Among them are the graceful and beautiful Rakshasa women, as well as the ugly and burly Rakshasa men.

However, even the seven first-class marquis seemed to be the only leader of the Blood Nether Python.

The Blood-Ming Python opened a bloody mouth and said, "Human, you can break through a soul shadow of this marquis. It's a pity that you shouldn't be enemies of this marquis."

Zhang Ruochen stood in front of the Blood Nether Python and said indifferently: "So what if you are enemies?"

“It will only be a dead end.”

"I don't think so."

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to talk to it so much nonsense, so he mentioned the ancient sword of Chenyuan and rushed over.

"Be careful, the cultivation of the Blood Nether Python has reached the realm of the Saint King, and its power is extremely powerful, which is not comparable to an ordinary Saint King. Moreover, the evil energy in its body is like a maggot in its tarsal bones. Once it invades the body, it will be difficult to resolve." Princess Bai Li reminded.

"I dare to take the initiative to attack and kill, and I'm really looking for death."

The two first-class marquis of the Rakshasa clan raised their holy weapons, spread their wings on their backs, soared, and a strong evil spirit surged out of their bodies, and went to intercept Zhang Ruochen.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen used the means of moving space and disappeared from the spot.

Both first-class marquis were slightly stunned. Before they could prepare the means of dealing with it, the sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand had already slashed at one of them.

The amulets on the first-class marquis' body exploded one after another, but they still did not block the ancient sword of Chenyuan. Zhang Ruochen pressed from mid-air to the ground. With a thunderous sound, his body was cut into two pieces.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen stepped on two pieces of his body and shattered it into two balls of blood mud.

In an instant, a first-class marquis was wiped out, which was really shocking, which made all the Rakshasa marquis surrounding the four directions tremble in their hearts. They felt fear for the first time.

The other first-class marquis who was originally going to intercept Zhang Ruochen was also shocked and sweated all over. Then, he quickly retreated and wanted to escape back.

"I still want to escape?"

Dragon scales appeared on Zhang Ruochen's arm, making a deafening dragon roar. Then, a handprint formed and slapped it down with a palm from the air, like a mosquito, knocking the first-class marquis to the ground.

"Puff."

Immediately afterwards, the ancient sword of Chenyuan turned into a black light, descended from the sky, penetrated the body of the first-class marquis and nailed him to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen strode over, forcing the evil clouds in front of him to slowly retreat.

After walking to the side of Chenyuan Ancient Sword, Zhang Ruochen stopped, stretched out a hand, and grabbed the hilt tightly.

The Jingmiao Divine Fire surged out of Zhang Ruochen's palm and spread down along the ancient sword of the Shenyuan, burning the body of the first-class marquis to ashes.

The Rakshasa marquis were all sucking in the air, and even the Blood Nether Python's eyes became quite calm. They no longer looked down on the man in front of them as before. They said: "Space power... you are the divine envoy of Guanghan Realm, Zhang Ruochen. The marquis is going to kill the saints of Kunlun Realm, so why are you doing nothing?"

Zhang Ruochen raised the Chenyuan Ancient Sword again and said, "Don't you know that they are all mine."
Chapter completed!