There are eighteen spiritual mountains in the Sacred Sword Holy Land, with vegetation as green as jade, white fog floating among the mountains, waterfalls falling from the sky, strange stones like ghosts, and auspicious lights shining everywhere.

At the heyday of the Divine Sword Holy Land, there were tens of thousands of disciples living among these mountains.

At this time, above the Divine Sword Holy Land, there were dark clouds and darkness.

Eighteen Lingshan Mountains were dyed red by blood, and floating corpses were floating in the streams and Linghu Lake. Some Lingshan Mountains were attacked by terrifying forces, and their defense formations were broken and their bodies collapsed. Some Lingshan Mountains were burning with raging sky fire, and black smoke was emitted from the palaces.

Most of the disciples of the Divine Sword Holy Land died, and all the rest were captured on Jade Holy Spirit Mountain.

Jade Holy Spirit Mountain is the head of Lingshan in the Divine Sword Holy Land. On the top of Lingshan, there is a square paved with white stone. Thousands of disciples from the Divine Sword Holy Land, dead, wounded, and still alive, were all oppressed by a powerful holy power and kneeling on the ground.

Even the saint with a firm will have their legs broken and lying on the ground.

The young palace lord of Warhammer Palace, "Blood Hunting Hongdong", was wearing a dark star armor and a crimson cloak. He stood on the high steps with nearly five meters tall, making him look extremely burly and with a kind of oppressive power.

Below, there are nearly a hundred holy monks from the Warhammer Palace, all of whom are like giants.

The owner of the Divine Sword Holy Land, Lu Huaiyu, was nailed to a purple-black stone tablet, and blood kept flowing out of his body.

"It's already the 203rd, and if you don't mention it, it will be the 204th." Blood Lie Hongdong said coldly.

While coughing up blood, Lu Huaiyu smiled and said, "Dream..."

Blood-learning Hongdong's eyes shrank suddenly, and his hands clamped and clattered.

Yan, the ninth-grade elder of Warhammer Palace, said coldly: "Young Palace Master, I don't think I have to talk nonsense to him anymore. I just use the power of the Soul-Suppressing Monument to erase his spiritual will and seize his memory. I don't believe it, so I can't find "The Book of Heavenly Gong Qilu"."

The purple-black stone tablet is the spiritual treasure that was forged in the Warhammer Palace - the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

The Soul-Suppressing Monument can not only suppress the spiritual will of the monk, but also seize the monk's memory and prevent the monk from exploding the holy source. Of course, if there is a great saint or god who has arranged confinement methods in the monk's body, even the Soul-Suppressing Monument can't seize useful memories and information.

Blood Hunting Hongdong knew very well that the Soul-Suppressing Monument is not omnipotent.

If the monk's spiritual will is too strong, the holy soul will eventually be broken and no memory will be left behind.

"The Record of Tiangong Qilu" is of great importance and is his primary task when he comes to Kunlun Realm. There must be no gap.

Now, there seems to be no other way, so Blood Lie Hongdong nodded and said, "To activate the Soul-Suppressing Monument and collect his memories, we must find out the "Tiangong Qilu"."

The ninth-rank elder, Yan, laughed dryly.

His withered hands exerted a powerful holy energy from the air and injected into the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

"Wow—"

Suddenly, dense patterns appeared on the Soul-Suppressing Monument. Those patterns were like iron silk threads, piercing into Lu Huaiyu's head. Some patterns piercing into Lu Huaiyu's body.

Blood Hunting Hongdong was a little nervous and worried that the soul search would fail.

You should know that the Warhammer Palace is famous in various worlds for refining weapons, but compared with the top refining sects, it is one point behind.

In the Middle Ages, "Tiangong Qilu" was a treasure book that could be named after the weapon refining. If the Warhammer Palace could be obtained, it would definitely be able to further improve the skills of weapon refining.

This matter is related to whether he can firmly hold the position of the young palace master, and he cannot be missed.

"ah……"

Lu Huaiyu's spirit and holy soul suffered inhuman torture and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The disciples and disciples of the Divine Sword Holy Land were all very angry.

"Our Divine Sword Holy Land has no grudges and grudges with you, why should we attack us?"

"There is no "Tiangong Qilu" in the Divine Sword Saint Land, so you can spare us. After releasing the Jade Saint, everything will be easy to discuss."

"I let Yu Sheng go, if you have anything to do, come to me."

"Fight with them!"

...

"Puff."

All the monks who wanted to resist were smashed into blood mud by the monks in the Holy Realm of Warhammer Palace using heavy warhammers.

A sixth-grade elder of the Warhammer Palace looked at the monks kneeling on the ground like an ant, and smiled and said, "Who told you that there must be revenge and resentment to kill? Where there are people, there will be fighting. Where there are interests, there will be war and conquest."

Then, the sixth-grade elder walked to a saint in the Sacred Sword Holy Land, stretched out a palm, pressed it on top of his head, and drew his memory.

It is obviously easier to extract the memory of the saint.

The saint was resisting and screaming, but he was like a doll and could not escape the palm of the sixth-grade elder.

Although a saint has limited knowledge of refining weapons, there is always something worth learning and learning from. As long as he absorbs his memory, it will be a kind of improvement for himself.

"Puff."

A black giant sword flew from the sky, penetrated the chest of the sixth-grade elder who had reached the six-step holy king realm, and flew with his body to a copper pillar behind Blood Lie Hongdong.

There was a "bang".

The sixth-grade elder collided with the copper pillar, then slid down, fell to the ground, and turned into a dead body.

Blood Lie Hongdong's face darkened, he looked at the flying black sword and said, "What a strong sword intent, it directly shattered the holy soul of Elder Xueqing."

"Who?"

All the monks in the Holy Realm of Warhammer Palace are elites and immediately enter the state of preparation.

Some activate the inscriptions in the holy artifact, some activate the defensive formation diagram, and some open the sky eyes to find the body of the intruder...

"Crash."

The space above the Blood Hunting Hongdong trembled a little.

Three figures flew out of the void and attacked the blood-hunting Hongdong and Elder Yan respectively.

The person who attacked Hongdong, the blood hunter, was Zhang Ruochen wearing a mask.

Zhang Ruochen used the space cage technique to cover Blood Hunting Hongdong. Then, he stepped on his feet and activated the power of the Vulcan fist gloves, carried a faint divine power, and bombarded with a palm.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that his primary purpose was to save people.

To save people, you must master the chips.

Therefore, we can only capture the thief and capture the king first.

However, Hongdong, the blood hunter, was not an easy person, and his reaction speed was extraordinary. He attacked Zhang Ruochen like lightning, and fought with Zhang Ruochen, which made Zhang Ruochen take seven steps back.

However, Blood Hunting Hongdong retreated more...

Sixteen steps back.

Zhang Ruochen only felt the scorching pain in his right arm. The palm just now seemed to hit the iron wall, and his bones were a little dislocation.

You know, the other party slapped a palm in a hurry, and the two of them fought to such a situation.

If the other party is well prepared, Zhang Ruochen may not be able to gain an advantage.

"His physical strength is not below me." Zhang Ruochen said inwardly.

Fortunately, Murong Yue and Xie Chengzi joined forces on the battlefield on the other side to not only avoid Elder Yan, but also rescued Lu Huaiyu from the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

Zhang Ruochen knew that the strength of the Blood Hunting Hongdong was beyond his expectations and could not be easily taken down. He glanced at the side, staring at Elder Fu Yan, preparing to change another target.

Although Blood Hunting Hongdong is big and thick, he is not a foolish person who can become the young palace lord of Warhammer Palace?

He was extremely smart. When he saw Zhang Ruochen's eyes turn, he guessed Zhang Ruochen's next plan and shouted: "Elder Yan, be careful."

Blood Hunting Hongdong's judgment was correct, but he underestimated Zhang Ruochen's strength and speed.

The word "be careful" has not yet been expressed, and Zhang Ruochen's ancient sword of Shenyuan has already pointed to the eyebrows of Elder Yan.

Elder Yan was extremely shocked. After all, he was also the Nine-Step Holy King, but he was suppressed without even seeing the shadow of his opponent. Could it be that the person who came from Qianlai had already practiced in the realm of his debut?

However, when he felt the fluctuations in the surrounding space, he understood.

No wonder it was so fast that this person appeared directly across the space and appeared in front of him.

Elder Yan tried his best to remain calm and said, "Did you come for "The Record of Heavenly Gong Qilu"? I'm afraid you will be disappointed, we haven't found it yet."

Blood Liehong Dong said: "He came to save people not for the sake of "The Book of Heavenly Gong Qilu".

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but look at the blood-hunting Hongdong with admiration. This person is really smart. He could see through his intentions in such a short time. If he gave him some time, wouldn't he be able to guess Zhang Ruochen's identity?

"Since I know I'm here to save someone, why don't you release him immediately?" Zhang Ruochen said.

“Unfair.”

Blood Lie Hongdong shook his head and said, "My hands hold the lives of so many people, and you only hold the lives of one person. Let me let go, who should I let go?"

"Is the life of a Nine-Step Holy King so cheap for the Warhammer Palace?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.

Zhang Ruochen still has some understanding of the major forces in the Heavenly Court Realm. It is not difficult to guess that they are monks from the Warhammer Palace.

Blood Liehong Dong said: "If you kill the ninth-grade elder of the Warhammer Palace, how serious the consequences will be? I don't need to tell you, right?"

"Threat me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Blood Liehong Dong said: "No, it's just a reminder that you have to think twice before doing things."

"Thank you."

A strange smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face, and then a powerful sword intent burst out.

"Puff."

To everyone's expectations, Zhang Ruochen was quite decisive and penetrated Elder Fu Yan's eyebrows with a sword. On the sword edge, the sword aura burst out, shattering his head into a splendid blood mist.

Blood Hunting Hongdong's eyes suddenly widened, his anger was burning, and he shouted: "Kill."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyes emitted a sacred light, and his aura surged, like a great emperor, with his hands spread open, and the spatial rules in his body completely burst out, covering the square at the top of Yu Shengling Mountain, and shouted: "The space is frozen."

Suddenly, a layer of white light surged out from Zhang Ruochen's body, and the power of space swept across the world.

From a distance, the people in the square were sealed into a huge jade and became still.

However, under Zhang Ruochen's control, Murong Yue and Xie Chengzi did not restrain themselves from space power and launched an attack on the people in the Warhammer Palace.

Murong Yue attacked the blood hunting Hongdong.
Chapter completed!