The iron chain rotated rapidly, making a whistling sound, wrapping up the temple Han and Daxi King, flying up in the sky, turning into a stream of light, breaking through the atmosphere of the Holy City of the Eastern Region.

Murong Yefeng chased and turned into a black dot and disappeared into the clouds.

Mr. Shenya's body is fragile, even worse than many martial arts semi-saints.

In the previous battle, he was seriously injured. Half of his head was broken, revealing his white skull. His abdomen was penetrated by a holy power, his internal organs were broken, and blood flowed, and he was indescribably miserable.

The most important thing is that his Sacred Heart was severely traumatized and his mental power was leaking out.

"Let's go, hurry up and exit the Holy City of the East Region."

Mr. Shenya shouted loudly.

He took out a escape talisman and stuck it on his body. He suddenly burst out with a speed of sound, fleeing to the Holy City of the East Region.

Even Sihan and Mr. Shenya escaped, and other monks in the Holy Realm who attacked the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Region naturally rushed to escape. Of course, some monks were very smart and thought it was difficult to escape, so they used superb concealment methods to hide in the city.

The Holy City of the Eastern Region is vast, with many monks and mixed fish and dragons. As long as you hide it well, it is difficult to find them out.

"How is it that simple to escape?"

Zhang Ruochen threw the Yihuang bone staff out and turned into a black skeleton a hundred feet tall in the air.

After the evil spirit devours the four six-tribulation ghosts, it became even stronger. Although it was not comparable to the Taoist realm cultivators, it was already considered a master among the nine-step saint kings in the world of rules.

"Bang."

The black skeleton punched out and hit it from the air. The two saint kings with great cultivation beat them to the point of falling.

Devouring the holy souls of the two holy kings, the black skeleton flew in the wind, broke through the atmosphere of the holy city in the Eastern Region, and continued to chase and kill the fleeing holy monks.

Zhang Ruochen looked into the distance and saw Luo Yi's figure.

This person claimed to be a cultivator of the Yuan Dynasty Shangyuan Sect, but he took action decisively and ruthlessly. Every time he hit, a cultivator from the Heavenly Realm faction would fall. Moreover, he also chased out the atmosphere, as if he wanted to kill him.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but show a puzzled look.

The monks in Kunlun Realm hated the factions of Heaven Realm and wanted to kill them all because the factions of Heaven Realm spared no effort to suppress the Kunlun Realm, and the two sides accumulated a deep grudge.

The monks of Shangyuan Sect should not have such deep hatred with the faction of Heaven.

"It's really a problematic person."

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to think deeply, but just secretly reminded himself to beware of this person in the future.

Not far from the Torrent Tower, Jue Yan Fox broke through the sword net formed by the Rain Wire Sword, spit out holy blood from his mouth, and his injuries became heavier, and his whole body was covered with fine sword marks.

Although it is still in human form, there is no trace of handsomeness?

Jue Yanhu bit his sharp teeth and glared at Fairy Tianchu fiercely, with great resentment: "Luoji, you will pay a heavy price for what you did today. When this young master's injury is healed, you will definitely return it twice as much."

"Thousand Illusion Escape Technique."

Jue Yan Fox used a mid-level holy art escape technique, and his body was divided into thousands. The sky was full of Jue Yan Fox.

Thousands of Jueyan Foxes flew in a thousand different directions.

If it were other monks, it would probably be difficult to tell the truth or falsehood, which would allow Jue Yanhu to escape successfully.

Unfortunately, his enemy is Fairy Tianchu.

Fairy Tianchu opened the vertical eyes between her eyebrows, and instantly found the true body of Jue Yanhu. She twisted her snow-white wrist and flew out again, slashing Jue Yanhu's body like a divine dragon swaying its tail.

Jue Yanhu's left leg was cut off, and a muffled sound came from his mouth.

"ah……"

Jue Yanhu continued to escape, his face became particularly ferocious, and his mouth roared, anger, pain, anger, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined.

It is conceivable that if he is allowed to escape, he will definitely take revenge in the future.

Soon, Jue Yanhu escaped into the air and was about to break through the atmosphere of the Holy City of the Eastern Region. He felt joyful: "As long as you break through the atmosphere, with my means, no matter how powerful a master is, he will not be able to keep me."

Above his head, the atmosphere suddenly burned and turned into a red sea of ​​fire.

A huge footprint appeared and burst out with a tremendous and intimidating power.

Jue Yanfu's body was like a small ant under the big feet of the flame.

"No...no..."

Jue Yanhu roared, his voice full of strong reluctance.

"Boom."

The big footprints of flames stepped on Jue Yan Fox and suppressed him to the ground, and the earth shook it.

The flame turned into waves several meters high, spreading in all directions, sweeping up rolls of dust.

When the flames dissipated, everyone saw a footprint that was thousands of feet long appeared there. All the soil around the footprints were arched and turned into a hill that was a hundred meters high.

The soil melted into golden magma.

Zhang Ruochen dragged Jue Yanhu and walked out of the big footprint pit. He stood at the top of the hill, looked down on the side, and said loudly: "From now on, I, Zhang Ruochen, will be the king of the Eastern Region. I have the final say in the Eastern Region. Who dares to destroy the rules I set and die."

"Puff."

Zhang Ruochen slashed Jue Yanhu's head with a sword, and threw it away.

With a "bang", Zhang Ruochen slapped out with a palm from the air, shaking his head into pieces and turning into blood mist.

In front of all the monks, killing a powerful man in the Dao Realm realm is enough to make everyone present remember it for their whole life.

"Meet the King of the Eastern Region."

"Meet the King of the Eastern Region."

...

With the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Region as the center and radiating outward, the monks from the Kunlun Realm knelt on one knee and bowed to Zhang Ruochen.

It is not only because of Zhang Ruochen's deterrence just now, but also because, in their eyes, only Zhang Ruochen is worthy of being the king of the Eastern Region and has the ability to protect them from bullying and massacre by monks from other worlds.

strength.

They believe that strength is the foundation for fighting for the right to survive, so they worship the strong.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen saw the back of Fairy Tianchu leaving. Her white clothes were floating, like the Red Dust Immortal walking in the fire of war, gradually moving away and turning into a phantom.

"I didn't want to say a word to me. Could it be that she felt that helping me to repel Mr. Shenya and others was enough to be kind enough, and she was no longer owed?"

Zhang Ruochen's heart was a little disappointed.

The idiot bowed to Zhang Ruochen with a smile, then carried the fainting butcher and chased the footsteps of Fairy Tianchu.

"If you like it, go chase it. If she doesn't have a good impression of you, she will never risk her life and help you. You must know that in the previous situation, we did not have much advantage and would probably be wiped out."

Jiang Yunchong's voice sounded beside Zhang Ruochen.

With an admiring look, he looked at the graceful and moving figure of Fairy Tianchu.

Zhang Ruochen was a little moved, but when he wanted to take that step, he shook his head gently and said, "It's impossible to force us to feel about each other, we haven't reached that step yet, it's a little bit short of it."

"Well, you guy never lacks confidants." Jiang Yunchong said with a smile.

Although Jiang Yunchong had known Zhang Ruochen for less than a day, he seemed to know him quite well.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Who are you?"

"Jiang Yunchong, Jiang Yunchong of the Jiang clan of Kunlun Realm." Jiang Yunchong said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Your age is no more than a hundred years old."

"That's right." Jiang Yunchong said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "But it was only in the last two years that the Kunlun Realm began to awaken. Before that, the rules of the heavenly way of the Kunlun Realm were incomplete, and it was extremely difficult to become a saint for a hundred years. In less than a hundred years, it would be impossible to cultivate to your level."

"What do you want to say?"

Jiang Yunchong said calmly with his hands on his back.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You do not belong to this era."

Jiang Yunchong was silent for a while and said, "Yes, I do not belong to this era, but this secret must not be exposed now."

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Why?"

"Because the outside world does not know the true strength of Kunlun Realm. If they underestimate the Kunlun Realm and underestimate the Kunlun Realm, then the Kunlun Realm can obtain the greatest benefits in this chaotic world."

"But if they knew that there were still a group of monks in Kunlun Realm who were awakening, they would definitely make some people feel fear and fear. At that time, what was greeting Kunlun Realm was not a war of merit, but a war of destruction."

Jiang Yunchong sighed: "You must support the Kunlun realm now on the surface. I know that it is a bit unfair to you. However, we have no choice. What we are in front of us is not a brilliant Kunlun, but a declining Kunlun. If we choose to escape, we will give up the great rivers and mountains, and we will not be willing to give up!"

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a while and said, "How many cultivators like you who have woken up?"

"I have no idea."

Jiang Yunchong shook his head and said, "We are sleeping in different places. However, it can be roughly speculated that I should be one of the first monks to wake up. Only when the Kunlun Realm is fully recovered can those sleepers all wake up. It is not that easy to wake up from the sleep. Many monks say that they may not have died in the sleep."

"Of course, Zhang Ruochen, you are not alone. In this era, there are also some heroes who have been selected and become chosen talents to fight side by side with you."

"The chosen talent?"

Zhang Ruochen thought of Murong Yue, was she one of them?

Jiang Yunchong said: "There are some creatures in Kunlun Realm who have lived until this era since the Middle Ages."

"They are not humans, they have a long lifespan."

"It is them who select the chosen sons who can withstand the destiny of heaven, send them into some special secret lands in advance, use the assistance of the power of time to carry out the best cultivation, and obtain the inheritance of the Great Sage and even the God. When they are born, they will be your best comrades."

Zhang Ruochen said: "It's a pity that I am no longer a monk from Kunlun Realm."

"Now, aren't you back?" Jiang Yunchong said with a smile.

Both were silent.
Chapter completed!