"What awesome Jiang Yunchong, the Nine-Eyed Wind Qi Formation can't do anything to him."

Mr. Shenya was secretly surprised. He rarely encountered a powerful man as difficult as Jiang Yunchong under the Great Sage.

You know, the average Nine-Step Holy King, Mr. Shenya, could stare him to death with a look.

"Nine Eyes Storm."

A large amount of mental power surged out from Mr. Shenya's eyebrows and rushed into the nine-bar array flag. Suddenly, the nine-eyed wind formation changed again, the formation plate became a hundred times larger, covering Jiang Yunchong into the formation.

"Well...Yun Chong..."

If marriage cannot withstand the mental impact of the Nine Eyes Wind, its translucent body becomes a little lighter, as if the strong wind blows, it will blow her to death.

"If marriage is too dangerous here, you can get the soul bottle of the precepts and Dharma."

Jiang Yunchong's eyes were full of concern. He took out a dark purple porcelain bottle and put his marriage into the bottle.

It was at this moment that the nine-eyed winds gathered together in the formation, forming nine hideous giant dragons with winding bodies and rushing towards Jiang Yun.

There are millions of strong winds inside each dragon.

Every strong wind has the power to split the mountains.

"Liuhe, Tao, Li, Gan, Kun, Wang, and Jue. The six gates all come out, and the void is broken."

Jiang Yunchong beat out all the six light gates and confronted Jiulong that was rushing over.

Kowloons kept shattering, and the light gate became dimmer and dimmer.

As the roar continued to sound, nine storm dragons and six light doors shattered and disappeared.

There was a storm's remnant force, which hit Jiang Yunchong, leaving more than ten blood marks, and chopped him out.

Jiang Yun knelt on one knee, supported his right hand on the ground. On his cheek, there was a blood-red mark, dripping blood, and said, "I am worthy of being a master of earth. With my current cultivation level, I am still very reluctant to fight him."

Mr. Shenya stood in the center of the nine-eyed wind formation, looked down at Jiang Yunchong below and said, "You go, today, I will let you have a way out."

Jiang Yunchong laughed, stood up again, and sang: "Don't leave."

Mr. Shenya's eyes suddenly sank.

If he hadn't wanted to free up his hands and attack the Holy King's Mansion of the Eastern Region, how could Mr. Shenya let Jiang Yun take a path of life?

Now it seems that Jiang Yunchong must restrain him even if he fights to the death.

wrong……

Mr. Shenya realized the unreasonable part, why did Jiang Yunchong try his best to restrain him?

Even if he wants to stop him from controlling the Holy City of the Eastern Region, he will not be able to fight to the point of not paying his own life?

"Are you a monk from Kunlun Realm?"

Mr. Shenya's eyes became sharp.

Mr. Shenya finally remembered where he saw the record of "Liuhe Famen", which is an ancient book recording the Kunlun Realm.

Liuhe Famen is a high-level holy art of the Jiang clan, one of the eighteen ancient tribes in the Kunlun realm.

"It seems that I'm hiding it, it's true that I'm a Kunlun monk."

The holy light flashed on Jiang Yunchong's body, and all injuries were recovered.

"Then you have to die."

Mr. Shenya's eyes emitted a strong murderous intent, condensed into a blood-red murderous ocean.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

Jiang Yunchong once again supported the Liuhe Famen and confronted Mr. Shenya.

Before the two of them could do anything, the power of the Liuhe Famen and the Nine-Eyed Wind Formation had already collided with each other, making a thunderous explosion.

Mr. Shenya's face suddenly became softer, and he smiled: "If I were somewhere else, I would indeed take some trouble to kill you. However, in the Holy City of the East Region, killing you is like slaughtering a pig or a dog."

Mr. Shenya was responsible for restoring the ancient inscriptions of the Holy City of the East Region, so he naturally left some means.

With those means, even if he does not control the Torrent Tower, he can mobilize some ancient inscriptions and burst out with unparalleled power.

The nine-barrel flags surrounding him flew out, some flew into the sea and penetrated into the sea; some flew to the Golden Rainbow Continent and penetrated into the dangerous valleys.

Nine rivers of spiritual power flowed out from Mr. Shenya's body, connected to the nine-bar array flag.

The next moment, the nine-bar array flags activate the ancient inscriptions, causing spider-web-like light patterns to emerge in the sky and underground of the entire Holy City of the Eastern Region, densely packed and countless.

With the help of ancient inscriptions, Mr. Shenya attracted the power of the entire Holy City of the Eastern Region and gathered it into the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed in a radius of thousands of miles, and a depressing aura came upon every monk, making them feel suffocated.

"die."

Mr. Shenya smashed out the energy light ball in his hand and smashed the Liuhe Famen to pieces.

Jiang Yunchong was hit by the energy ball of light, like a kite with broken strings, thrown away. His body was covered in blood and a large amount of holy blood was scattered into the sea. The holy blood contained powerful energy, which made the sea area burn.

A ground master, with the ancient inscriptions, has been able to fight against the Great Saint.

No matter how powerful a master is, he will be a mantis chariot when he stops him.

Mr. Shenya was like a god, standing above the sea and sang: "From now on, I will be the lord of the Eastern Region. Those who block me will be killed without mercy."

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It was at this moment that a brilliant light suddenly appeared on the third floor at the bottom of the Torch Tower. The lights turned into light threads and rushed into all directions.

This change occurred without the use of the Torch Order, because Mr. Shenya used special means to activate some ancient inscriptions.

The more powerful the torch in the torch tower burns, the stronger the power of the ancient inscriptions burst out.

"Zhang Ruochen, don't hesitate anymore. The fate of the Eastern Region is all about you... Cough cough..." Chen Yuhuai said.

Zhang Ruochen released his mental power to cover the sixth urban area.

The bustling and prosperous urban area has become extremely chaotic at this time.

The war has not spread here yet, but all the monks panicked, as if the end of the world was approaching and people were in panic.

"Boom."

There were fireballs flying from other urban areas and falling on the streets, forming huge pits with a diameter of dozens of feet, and all the surrounding buildings collapsed.

The city's defensive formation was activated, but in the face of the attacks of powerful people in the Saint King realm, this level of formation seemed too fragile and could not resist it at all.

In the main city of the Holy King's Mansion of the East Region, Chen Yin, the King of the East Region, activated the Zhoutian Formation.

The eighty-one Eastern Holy King's Mansions spread across the Holy City of the East Region operate one by one and connect them into a whole. Then, a thick beam of light rushed out of each Holy King's Mansion, breaking through the clouds and rushing outside the sky.

However, the Zhoutian Formation has not yet fully started to operate, and some of the formations in the Holy King's Mansion have been destroyed and the light column has disappeared.

Not long after, the Zhoutian Array stopped operating and collapsed and dissipated.

The war in the Holy City of the East Region became more intense, and there were sounds of killing everywhere.

Zhang Ruochen clamped his hands tightly, and the gods and men in his heart fought.

The reason why he was unwilling to receive the torch order was not because he did not dare to be enemies with Mr. Shenya and others, nor was he afraid and took responsibility.

But because, after taking the Torch Order and becoming the Lord of the Eastern Region, it is equivalent to returning to Kunlun Realm and becoming a member of Kunlun Realm again. As long as Chi Yao is still the queen of Kunlun Realm, Zhang Ruochen will reject returning to Kunlun.

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hand and took the Torrent Order: "Okay, I will be the King of the East Realm for the time being. If I meet a suitable candidate in the Chen family in the future, I will pass the Torrent Order to him."

A gleeful light appeared in Chen Yuhua's eyes, and he said, "Even if you master the torch order, your mental power must reach the fifty-ninth level before you can initially control the torch tower."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhang Ruochen was speechless and wanted to take the Torrent Order to Chen Yuhua's head.

Zhang Ruochen's mental strength had just reached the fifty-eighth level, and was a distance of 59th level, which was 108,000 miles away. In other words, the Torch Order is now no different from an iron sign.

Chen Yuhua fell to the ground, looking up at the sky, as if talking to Zhang Ruochen, or saying to himself: "I delayed the practice of the holy path in order to cultivate spiritual power, resulting in the inability to reach the realm of the Great Saint in my life, which became a permanent regret. If there was another chance, I would never be the king of the Eastern Region... Zhang Ruochen... I will leave the Eastern Region to you in the future......"

The life energy in Chen Yuhua's body quickly disappeared. Zhang Ruochen took out the spring of life and surrendered him, but he did not save him.

People will die after all.

A higher level of cultivation is just to live longer.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand and closed Chen Yuhua's eyes. His heart was quite complicated, as if there was a mountain on his shoulders and he had to carry it.

"When one day, the life and death of billions of people is determined by you, can you still escape?" Zhang Ruochen suddenly remembered what someone once said to him.

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and said to himself: "There are some things that really cannot be escaped."

"The 59th-level mental power, where can I find the 59th-level mental power holy king at this time?"

Zhang Ruochen stared at the pattern-suppressing bead floating in the air, and a light appeared in his eyes. Perhaps it could be used to balance Mr. Shenya.

Zhang Ruochen put away the pattern-suppressing beads, then used the torch order to open the torch gate of the torch tower and rushed in.

The palms of both hands release a constant stream of holy energy and penetrate into the penis pearl.

The light emitted by the pattern-suppressing beads became stronger and stronger, quickly sucking away the holy energy in the torch tower. At the same time, the inscriptions in the tower were fixed by a mysterious force.
To be continued...