The treasure tree of life was broken into two pieces, and the first great saint of the Hundred Shackles Realm was beaten backwards in one encounter, leaving a foot-long bloody mouth on his chest.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared diagonally above the second Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm. Yan Shen kicked out his leg and stepped on his immortal body and collapsed, with a large number of bones broken.

The third great saint of the Hundred Shackle Realm was hit on the back by Zhang Ruochen with a palm, and a blood hole the size of a washbasin appeared in his chest.

...

The seventh Great Perfect Great Saint of the Hundred Shackles Realm, with full preparations, punched Zhang Ruochen head-on.

As a result, the holy bones of the entire arm turned into powder.

He used seven moves in a row, severely damaging the seven Great Perfect Sages of the Hundred Shackle Realm. The whole process was just a breath of time.

What's even more terrifying is that Zhang Ruochen only used physical strength from beginning to end.

He wanted to test what level of strength he has reached in his current physical body.

After all, he had broken the sixty-eight shackles, and the constraints of the body of the demigod became smaller. Moreover, his five elements chaos immortal holy body has been improved and has absorbed a large amount of white blood and earth.

"With my current physical strength, let alone hitting the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm, even hitting the Great Perfection of the Thousand Questions Realm, it should be more than enough."

Zhang Ruochen released the true realm of space and enveloped all the seven great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm.

In the true domain, dense space chains condensed, bound them, pulled them, and flew under the Yushu.

"Fight! The great saint of the Yama clan will never be a prisoner even if he dies in battle."

One of the Great Perfect Great Saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm, just shouted this sentence. Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves and the space immediately freezes, making him unable to open his mouth and activate the Yama Qi.

Next, the wrists of the seven Great Perfect Sages of the Hundred Shackle Realm were also cut open, and the blood of the Great Sage was released, gathering towards Emperor Yu.

In the thick blood mist, Yu Huang's body grew out quickly, his body as white as jade and as delicate as fat. The breath of life in his body gradually recovered, which was a little more gorgeous than before.

However, he did not wake up.

Zhang Ruochen could not sense the fluctuations of Emperor Yu's consciousness and couldn't help frowning.

What's going on?

Could it be that most of the holy souls and mental thoughts were broken and only a small amount was preserved?

If so, even if Emperor Yu comes alive, he will not be able to wake up.

Unless there is a great saint of spiritual power, who is willing to pay the price of life to summon her soul. Moreover, it is a great saint of spiritual power with a mental power of more than 65th level.

Zhang Ruochen instantly defeated the eight Great Perfect Saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm, shocking all the monks present, but not including the Yan Huangtu.

Yan Huangtutu held up the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus and said loudly from afar: "When Xia Yu was dying, he saved most of the holy souls and mental thoughts into the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus."

Zhang Ruochen raised his eyes and stared at him, then landed on the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus and said, "Swap it! I will exchange it with you with the Eight Sons of Life and Death."

Yan Huangtu laughed: "The weight of the eight sons of life and death is much heavier than Xia Yu, and only a passionate person like you are willing to exchange it. Why not, I will add another condition."

"Why do you do so much nonsense? If you don't change it, I will take it yourself." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Huangtu shook his head and said, "I promise that before you touch the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, Xia Yu's holy soul and mental thoughts will all be scattered."

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes, then nodded, and said, "That's right, I am a passionate person, I am very kind to you. Tell me, what are your conditions?"

"Where is the fairy?" Yan Huangtu said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You mentioned Yan Zhexian? She...is very good, don't worry."

"Where is she?" Yan Huangtu said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "In a very safe place, no one can hurt her."

The more Zhang Ruochen said this, the more worried Yan Huangtu was.

There are more than tens of thousands of cousins ​​like Yan Wushen, and the bloodlines are very close. However, Yan Zhexian is his niece, his eldest brother's only daughter, and the pearl that his ancestors love very much.

Before this battle of hunting the sky, the ancestors talked to him alone. Any monk of the Yan clan can be injured, and Yan Zhexian must not be injured, otherwise he would ask him.

"Return the immortal and the eight sons of life and death, and I will immediately return Xia Yu's holy soul and mental thoughts to you." Yan Huangtu said.

Zhang Ruochen frowned, looked at the sleepy Emperor Yu, and finally took out the purple gold gourd and released Yan Zhexian from it.

Seeing Yan Zhexian, Yan Huangtu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "Zhang Ruochen is quite kind and did not fight against Xian'er, a woman... This... that's..."

Yan Huangtu's eyes fell to Yan Zhexian's lower abdomen, and his eyes were about to pop out.

immediately……
Chapter completed!