King Chen Yin of the East Region, holding a bloody battle halberd in one hand, stood straight on the top of a collapsed Lingshan Mountain, covered in scars and fought fiercely.

His eyes looked around.

In front of me is a sea of ​​corpses and blood, extremely desolate.

Most of the semi-saints and saints who are still alive in the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region were seriously injured. Several of them were half-saints, and their bodies were on the verge of collapse.

All the monks in the holy realm headed by people who came and went to the walkers were wearing black robes and covered with black fog, which could cover their bodies and appearance.

Obviously, they did not dare to reveal their identities, worried about leaving evidence, and were sued to the Heavenly Palace and the Temple of Merit.

A series of black-robed figures stood at the bottom of Lingshan, and did not continue to attack.

On the contrary, there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

Because Chen Yin used a talisman to condense into a light of killing and cut off a nine-step holy king.

The light of killing is quite terrifying. Even strong people of the level of visitors and travelers are not sure to resist it.

That was the talisman left by the ancestors of the Chen family in the Middle Ages, and it was one of the foundations of the Chen family.

This kind of foundation is used for one item less.

Hua Zangying gently shook the white bone fan, standing gracefully in the air, with a melodious voice: "Chen Yin, if you continue to resist stubbornly, it will only cause the Chen family to destroy the clan. Why not hand over the "Four Nine Profound Kung Fu" quickly? Can we still let you live with the Chen family's children?"

Chen Yinchang laughed and said, "Let's go? Do you really think Chen is a three-year-old child? Let me tell you the truth, you can't destroy the Chen family. Even if I die here in battle, someone will definitely seek revenge on you in the future and settle the bloody account today."

"It's stubborn."

A bald head, who was three feet tall, snorted coldly and said, "Bring the direct children of the Chen family up here. I will eat them in front of the King of the East."

Dozens of direct children from the Chen family were driven to the bald man's side.

The bald head's cultivation was no longer inferior to those who came and went to the walkers, but released his holy power and suppressed all the children of the Chen family to kneel on the ground.

"howl!"

The bald man let out a long roar, and an ugly horn grew above his head, turning into a millstone-shaped beast head with a laughing sound.

The beast's head reached above the direct children of the Chen family, revealing its sharp fangs as sharp as a knife, and a pungent smell of blood was emitted from its mouth.

A young Chen family member could not control the fear in his heart and cried tremblingly: "The Grandpa of the Holy King... save Xun'er... Xun'er doesn't want to... want to die..."

Chen Yin was so angry that flames gushed out of his eyes and shouted: "You must die well."

This counterattack seemed too pale and powerless.

"Puff."

The three-meter-high human beast-headed creature bit the head of the Chen family monk named "Xun'er", swayed his neck, gurgled, and swallowed it into his throat.

The picture is quite bloody.

"kill!"

A saint of the Chen family rushed towards the creature with a human body and beast head despite Chen Yin's resistance.

Flying in the air, his body burned, and golden cracks appeared on his skin.

"A mere saint in the lower realm actually died with me by self-destructing the holy source. It's too overestimated."

The human-shaped beast-headed creature laughed and summoned a silver-white bracelet, hit it out, and hit the Chen family saint, smashing his holy body to pieces.

However, the energy released by the shattered holy body was transferred to another direction and impacted the group of direct children of the Chen family.

"Bang bang."

A series of explosions.

The group of direct children of the Chen family were all destroyed in spirit and form, and turned into a blood mist.

The thick blood and energy float in the air.

Hua Zangying smiled and shook her head, sighed: "It's so miserable, why bother?"

Chen Yin's eyes were covered with blood, and his hands were pinched with blood. For the first time since he became the King of the Eastern Region, he was as angry as he is now. At any cost, he wanted to kill all the enemies in front of him.

However, he did not have that kind of power, and the enemy was too powerful!

"Rumbling."

Suddenly, the holy energy and rules between heaven and earth trembled violently.

Ancient inscriptions emerged from the underground of the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region, crisscrossing like spider webs.

People coming and going, people walking, human-shaped beast-headed creatures, Hua Zangying and others were all shocked and quickly inspired the holy armor and sacred clothes to protect their bodies.

Soon, Hua Zangying smiled loudly: "Don't panic, everyone should be so shocked. The one who inspired the ancient inscription must be Mr. Shenya. The Holy City of the East Region has fallen...we..."

"Boom."

A ray of lightning fell from the sky, hitting Hua Zangying's head, slashing him into a mass of ashes.

This nine-step saint king with a strong cultivation level was killed instantly, and even the body-protecting sacred garment turned into ashes.

The bone fan that was originally pinched in Hua Zangying's hand became ragged and fell to the ground with blue smoke.

All the monks present were shocked.

How could such an accident occur?

"Isn't the person who controls the ancient inscriptions not Mr. Shenya at all?" Thinking of this, the monks in the Holy Realm who attacked the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region were heartbroken and felt something was wrong.

The monks from the Holy King's Mansion of the East Region were overjoyed and excited.

"It must be that the Ancestor Yuhua activated the torch tower and opened the ancient inscription... It's great, kill them all..."

"The ancient inscription is opened, and all enemies will be wiped out."

...

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At this moment, a tall and majestic holy tower appeared above the Holy City of the East Region.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the top of the holy tower and looked down at the vast land under his feet. The mountains and rivers of the Holy City in the East Region were like a map, unfolding in front of his eyes.

At this moment, he is as if he is above all sentient beings.

The monks on the ground were shocked when they looked at the figure standing at the top of the holy tower, like a small black dot.

"Yes, it's Zhang Ruochen."

The monk with extraordinary eyes saw Zhang Ruochen's appearance clearly and exclaimed.

"It's indeed Zhang Ruochen. The holy tower under his feet is not the legendary torch tower, right?"

"Zhang Ruochen is a monk from our Kunlun Realm. Since he appears, he will never let the monks from another world go on to continue to be presumptuous in the Holy City of the East Region."

"Zhang Ruochen was once a student of our East Region Holy Academy, and I am in the same department as him."

The people who came and went to see each other.

The two attacked at the same time.

A mouthful of purple clouds was spit out from the mouth of the person, and a shuttle-shaped holy weapon was wrapped in the purple clouds.

"Wow! Wow..."

The surface of the shuttle-shaped holy artifact bursts out from layer after layer of holy power light waves.

After the three breaths, the number of light waves reached seven levels, and the shuttle-shaped holy weapon burst out with the perfect power of seven brilliants.

The walker will put his hands together, form a fingering method, and point it out from the air.

What he used was that a middle-level holy art in Buddhism, Xiao Kuntun's finger, had more than 100,000 rules of the Dao fingering techniques integrated into the holy art.

"Boom."

The power of the ancient inscription condensed in the void and condensed into two seven-mile-long phantoms. The two golden anacondas flew out and collided with the fusiform holy artifact and the light of the Buddhist Dojo.

The shuttle-shaped holy weapon was trembling, and all the seven layers of holy power light waves were shattered and fell to the ground.

The finger light at the intermediate level of holy art will turn into golden light spots.

However, the two golden anaconda phantoms did not dissipate, rushed down from the sky, attacking the people coming and going to the walkers respectively.

"Can Zhang Ruochen control the ancient inscriptions?" "The ancient inscriptions are unstoppable, please retreat quickly."

The faces of the people who came and went to the walker changed drastically, stimulating the strongest defensive means on their bodies and bursting out with the fastest body speed, trying to avoid the shadows of the two golden anacondas.

"Boom."

"Boom."

Two loud noises came from the main city of the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region. Immediately afterwards, two mushroom clouds rose, and a violent holy storm swept across the world.

The right half of the person who came and went to the person disappeared, but fortunately his head was not damaged and he saved his life.

The lower half of the body of the traveler was hit, and below the waist, it turned into blood mud.

"Zhang Ruochen controls the ancient inscription and get rid of him quickly, otherwise all of us will die in the Holy City of the East Region." The people who came and went to the Holy King's Mansion of the East Region were yelling.

"call!"
To be continued...