Zhang Ruochen stood alone on a six-colored star fog and looked forward.

Colors, light, time, space, and the rules of heaven and earth all show signs of distortion here.

Going forward, there is a dark and empty space, containing unpredictable danger. The stars fog into twisted ribbons, lingering on the surface of the darkness.

What those monks who travel through the universe and the starry sea fear the most is to encounter such a place.

This place is the edge of the seventh Dark Star.

"It is a hundred times more powerful than the energy of the third Dark Star. The seventh Dark Star is not a place that ordinary monks can go." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

The core area covered by the third Dark Star is only one million miles in diameter.

The seventh Dark Star, but it is six million miles away.

Even the Great Sage, if it is the third Dark Star, it will be extremely difficult to suppress. Zhang Ruochen suspected that the ordinary Immortal Realm Great Sage, if it is the seventh Dark Star, may not even be able to fly off the ground.

The Immortal Vampire Clan has more than 600 great saints, and their targets are too big, so they are all taken to the Purple Gold Gourd by Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen decided to first investigate the situation of Dark Star No. 7, and then release a group of great saints to completely eliminate Dark Star No. 7, to avoid unnecessary casualties.

Zhang Ruochen was about to fly into the dark space, suddenly, the heart of truth trembled slightly and a sense came out.

"Huh!"

Looking back, his eyes spanned layers of space, and saw a flying starry rock thousands of miles away.

There are many powerful power fluctuations on the starry sky rocks.

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This starry sky rock is like a stone mountain that lasts tens of thousands of meters long, flying in the universe and never stops.

There were blood stains on an open space in the stone mountain, and dozens of holy corpses were traversed.

The holy blood burns and turns into a holy fire with a smell of blood.

Thirteen Saint Kings Tiannu were suppressed by a wisp of powerful thoughts of death and knelt on the ground. Instead, they were not as noble and majestic as the Saint King, but were ragged and thin as a hair, and no difference from the beggars on the street.

Even their eyes became turbid due to long-term torture, humiliation, enslavement, and lost the energy and spirit that the powerful people in the holy realm should have.

In addition, there is also a white-bearded old man from the Great Saint Realm.

The Great Sage blood in his body was emptied for many times, and his blood became extremely thin and thinner. His old face was like a layer of skin covering his bones.

The white-bearded old man knelt on one knee in front of the son of the Source Demon God and Qi Yang, looking at the dead bodies on the ground, heartbroken, but he still said in a pleading tone: "I am the realm master of Jiannan Realm. For two lords, we will spare our lives and we will devote all our power to worship the two. From now on, the creatures in Jiannan Realm will be the slaves of the two. We will build 100,000 holy temples in the realm, carved statues of gods, and let them be worshiped by all spirits."

The Son of the Source Demon raised his chin and a sarcastic smile appeared: "The world master of the world is willing to kneel at the feet of this God. Are you too greedy and afraid of death?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I just don't dare to die."

The old man with white beard knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and smiled miserably.

Immediately afterwards, he said: "I am the only creature in Jiannan Realm who has cultivated to the realm of the Great Saint. At least it is useful. I can say a few words to the Great Saint in the Realm of Hell and ask for the identity of a slave."

"But if I die, who can still speak for the creatures in Jiannan Realm? They either become food for the Rakshasa clan, or were killed by the ghost clan, corpse clan, and turned into lonely ghosts, with corpses everywhere."

As he spoke, a great saint actually dripped tears.

"I don't ask for anything else... I just ask for... I just ask for a way out for them."

Behind the old man with white beard, the thirteen holy kings were all covered with tears.

It’s not about shedding tears for myself, it’s about shedding for the billions of creatures in Jiannan Realm.

They are already the strongest people in Jiannan Realm, but they cannot find a way out for the mother Realm. The pain in their hearts, the unwillingness in their hearts, and the powerlessness in their hearts make them want to die.

But he continued to survive until now like a dog.

Qi Yang was wearing a golden armor, extremely handsome, with slender eyes raised, and said with a wicked smile: "Is there any beauties in Jiannan Realm?"

"Yes...yes, if the lord takes Jiannan Realm as a slave Realm, all the beauties in this realm will be under the lord's account." A saint King Tiannu showed a look of expectation in his eyes.

Qi Yang smiled and snorted: "There are already 7,000 concubines and 30,000 servants in the imperial palace. Among them, the saints and the holy king's national beauty are quite fragrant. How can you ordinary women in Jiannan Realm enter my eyes? Just a joke with you, you are actually taking it seriously!"

The thirteen saint kings in Jiannan Realm all gritted their teeth, were extremely angry, and struggled violently, wanting to stand up.

"A bunch of lowly slaves, still want to resist?"

The eyes of the Source Demon God Son slashed, releasing a stronger power of death, suppressing them to kneel down on the ground again, and the holy bones on their bodies burst out.

"You are a waste like you, you don't even have the qualifications to be a slave to this Son of God. When you come to the battlefield of hunting, you should be a good prey."

The old saint, the white-bearded old man, lowered his head, his eyes full of despair, and tears fell drop by drop.

He couldn't help but wonder, why is the universe so cruel, what did Jiannanjie do wrong? Why is this ending like this?

He was originally a genius and was determined to lead Jiannanjie to a strong and prosperous path of cultivation without the Holy King realm, and created a path of cultivation himself.

Without the path of cultivation in the Great Saint realm, he practiced hard for five hundred years and developed a method to become a Great Saint.

When he reached the realm of the Great Sage, he thought he could finally realize his dream, but what he had been waiting for was the attack of the Hell Realm.

In front of the Hell Realm, he was as weak as an ant.

Qi Yang said: "Don't talk so much nonsense with them. Slaughter them and hurry back with their holy corpses. Building a death altar requires some holy corpses to be piled up."

The son of the Source Demon God was about to take action when he suddenly sensed an extremely powerful and powerful wave of holy energy flew towards him, so he looked up and looked forward.

"Wow—"

A golden stream of light descended from far to near, landed on the starry sky rocks, and condensed into an evil and handsome figure.

Who is not Zhang Ruochen?

The arrogant and arrogant Source Demon Son and Qi Yang, when they saw him, were both frightened and their faces changed. They couldn't help but retreat, and each summoned a warrior at the level of the king's holy weapon to make a defensive posture.

The Saint King and Great Sage of Jiannan Realm who were kneeling on the ground were both puzzled and puzzled.

Why are the two powerful great saints in the hell world suddenly so nervous?

What are they afraid of?

Could it be that young man with ten golden wings is an amazing figure?

Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised and said, "It turns out it's you, long time no see you two."

The Son of the Yuan Demon God is the younger brother of Yuan Fei Dasheng, the most powerful man in the Dead Clan. He was once the head coach of the merit battlefield in the northern region of Kunlun Realm and the top strong man in the Dead Clan's Great Saint Realm.

Qiyang is the son of the dead clan "Qi Tian Monarch". He has also visited the battlefield of merit in the Northern Region. Like the Son of the Source Demon God, he was a top-notch master at the time.

Qi Yang is extremely greedy for beauty. The purpose of participating in the merit battle was to capture a fairy in the "Nine Immortals Beauty Picture" of Heavenly Court. At that time, he even made up his mind to attack Fairy Baihua.

The Source Demon Son and Qiyang are both extremely talented and have the ability to fight against the Great Saint with the cultivation level of the Saint King.

Now, the two have reached the level of the Immortal Realm Great Saint.

The muscles on the face of the Source Demon God trembled and said in a deep voice: "How could you appear here? Has the Great Sage of the Immortal Vampire come to the vicinity?"

The son of the Source Demon God killed a large number of innocent people in the Kunlun Realm. Zhang Ruochen had a deep murderous intention to deal with him, but he had never found a chance to attack in the Divine Realm of Destiny.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp and he said, "Is this your attitude towards me?"

Feeling the cold murderous aura on Zhang Ruochen's body, the son of Yuan Demon was cold all over, and continued to retreat, and said in a trembling voice: "My brother is the strongest man in the dead clan, Yuan is not the Great Sage. If you... dare... kill me, my brother will definitely... will definitely prevent you from dying."

Zhang Ruochen walked over step by step and said, "Are you threatening me? I, Zhang Ruochen, have never been so provoked by a weak man. If you don't kill you, you will not be able to wash away the humiliation on me."

Qi Yang was so scared that his face looked like earth. When he saw Zhang Ruochen walking past him, he hurriedly retreated to the distance.

At this time, how dare he act as a hero to help the son of Yuan Demon?

Zhang Ruochen even said such shameless words, obviously just to find an excuse to kill the Son of the Source Demon God. What is the difference between him rushing up and seeking death?

Zhang Ruochen killed no points.

Killing one is killing, and killing two is also killing.

"If you dare to escape, I will dry the blood on your body, so that you can't live or die." Zhang Ruochen glanced at Qiyang.

Qi Yang, who was originally trying to escape, was so scared that his legs were weak and he stopped in place with a sad face.

The son of the Source Demon God felt that Zhang Ruochen's murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger, and knew that he must have wanted to settle the old accounts of Kunlun Realm.

Now Zhang Ruochen is like a demon king. Not to mention him, even his brother will probably be afraid of it.

"Swish!"

The Source Demon Son used the forbidden technique to burn the death energy on his body, turned around and escaped, bursting out with extreme speed.

"Just relying on your cultivation level, I want to escape from me?"

Zhang Ruochen poked out his hand and was a little further away.

"Wow—"

A mirror of the space wormhole appeared in front of the fingertips.

With a "bang", the Source Demon God Son fell from the mirror of the space wormhole and was trampled on the ground by Zhang Ruochen.

The divine flames burst out from the soles of his feet burned through the death energy and death mind power protected by the Source Demon Son, refining his body, and the blood and flesh were burning loudly.

The Son of the Source Demon God endured great pain and shouted: "I want..."
To be continued...