In the Bronze Temple, the statues of dragons stand on the central altar.

A subtle spatial fluctuation appeared in the ancient mirror on the chest of the statue.

"Wow——"

A speck of light flew out from the mirror.

The light spot fell to the ground and turned into Zhang Ruochen's figure.

As soon as the body appeared, the runes in all directions were activated, forming a sea of ​​flowers in the small space in the temple.

The sea of ​​flowers is colorful and beautiful.

On the ground, there were brilliant purples and reds. In the air, petals were flying like rain.

"Whoosh!"

A petal flew past Zhang Ruochen's cheek.

The petals were sharper than the blade, breaking through his body-protecting holy energy and the demigod's body's skin defense, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his face.

A drop of the Great Sage's blood flowed from the wound.

"What a powerful rune. It's just a petal. It's more powerful than a sword struck by some great sage with all his strength."

Zhang Ruochen immediately propped up the space true domain and controlled the size of the true domain to one foot in diameter to form the strongest defensive force.

At the same time, the blood evil energy in his body poured out from his pores crazily.

The true space of one foot in diameter was illuminated by the blood light, as if it had turned into a huge blood-colored fetal egg. The light then spread from the bronze temple to the outside of the temple.

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Under the Sleeping Buddha Mountain, there is a dark area.

The five masters of the Immortal Vampire Clan all felt the powerful fluctuations of the holy path coming from the top of the mountain. They knew that something big must happen, and their nerves became tense.

Suddenly, the bronze temple, which was originally emitting golden light, bloomed with a dazzling blood light.

Emperor Luo of Dasen showed a look of joy and said: "This is Lord Ruochen's signal. Hurry up and take action together, cooperate inside and outside, and break the layout of the Yama clan."

Seeing the bloody light coming from the temple, the faces of Sword Prison Emperor and Feng Hou showed a look of surprise and surprise, and their evaluation of Zhang Ruochen rose to a higher level.

He was able to escape despite fighting against powerful men like Que, Greedy Infant, and Yan Huangtu. Does this mean that Zhang Ruochen already has the fighting power to compete with them?

Yue Tinghai's expression changed again and again, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, he realized that his mind was indeed far behind. He was not as sophisticated and deep as the Sword Prison Emperor, nor as watertight as Feng Hou. He was still too impulsive in doing things and speaking.

"Take action and attack the Bronze Temple."

When Yue Tinghai shouted this sentence, Emperor Dasen Luo had already opened the Ice Wood Divine Bow and shot out an arrow.

"Pfft."

The sacred wood arrow dragged out a light tail of more than 100 meters long and hit an Immortal Realm Great Sage outside the Bronze Temple, piercing his body and leaving a bloody hole the size of a basin.

He was severely injured in an instant and lost his combat effectiveness.

Mo Yin moved as fast as a ghost, climbed up to the Sleeping Buddha Mountain, and came to the bottom of the 384 bronze steps. A pair of snow-white jade hands pressed against the ground.

"Swish."

The ten fingers turned into ten thunder and lightning wisterias, which rushed up the stairs and entangled the ten great sages of the Yama clan.

After a series of screams, the ten great sages of the Yama clan were all chopped into charcoal by lightning.

Ten lightning vines soared into the sky, throwing them away and falling down the mountain.

"Enemy attack!"

"There is a strong enemy attacking from the bottom of the mountain."

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Above the bronze stairs, there was chaos.

All the great saints of the Yama tribe were focused on the temple. How could they have expected that an enemy would attack from behind?

As Fenghou, Sword Prison Emperor, and Yue Tinghai joined the battle, the 198 great sages of the Yama tribe formed a combined attack formation and were quickly beaten to pieces. They could only resist with difficulty.

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The great sages of the Yama tribe were all extremely depressed.

If there was no surprise attack but a head-on confrontation, no matter how powerful Feng Hou, Sword Prison Emperor, and Eater Holy Flower were, they would definitely not be able to do well in the face of their combined attack formation, and they would not be able to be broken through as easily as they are now.

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In the Temple of Destiny, all the gods are paying attention to the Dragon Bronze Temple.

Unfortunately, they were unable to peek into the golden world opened up by the Swastika Qinglong. They did not know what happened inside, so they could only make various speculations and calculations.

Zhang Ruochen returned to the Bronze Temple first, exceeding the predictions of most gods.

"This junior's cultivation level has improved a lot. Could it be that he can also get a share of the opportunity of the Yama clan's own star?"

"Have you sensed that Zhang Ruochen has the aura of the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill on his body?"

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Even though the gods have a deep state of mind and a wide range of knowledge, they are all surprised and confused at this moment.

I can't figure it out at all, how Zhang Ruochen took the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill away from Que's hand?

Luo Yan frowned, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said: "It's incredible. This boy from the Xuejue family is indeed very interesting. Things that are obviously impossible have become possible with him."

Tianyin's temperament was gentle and charming, and she said elegantly: "If Zhang Ruochen can keep the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill and fight his way out of the tight siege, there will definitely be greater changes. By then, the pattern on the Shuntian battlefield will definitely change.

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"Whether you can break out of the siege and escape from the Yama clan is indeed a greater test." Luo Yan nodded.

There is a dragnet in front of you, and a powerful enemy is chasing you behind.

From Luo Yan's point of view, even if Zhang Ruochen is given twice as much combat power, it will not be easy for him to break the situation. The key still depends on whether the other great saints of the Immortal Vampire Clan can exert extraordinary power.

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All the gods from the ten major tribes of the Immortal Vampire Tribe gathered together and paid close attention to the star of the Yama Tribe.

They knew very well that this battle would play a key role in whether the Immortal Vampire Clan could overwhelm the Yama Clan and seize the top spot among the ten clans on the Shuntian battlefield.

"If this god was young, at this moment, he must have used the forbidden technique to burn his blood and use the most powerful force to paralyze the first layer of power composed of one hundred and ninety-eight great saints of the Yama clan."

"Then, go up the bronze stairs and destroy the formations and talisman patterns from the outside. Killing a group of formation mages and talisman masters is like chopping melons and vegetables, not to mention how easy it is."

"You see, those juniors are obviously far more powerful than the great sages of the Yama clan, but they are beaten weakly and have no momentum at all. If I were at their age, I would have washed them with the blood of the great sages of the Yama clan.

land."

A god from the Huangtian tribe was very anxious when he saw it. He covered his head and beat his chest. He almost wished he could kill himself and go to the battlefield.

This crucial battle is too important to the undead vampires.

"In the temple, there are hundreds of great saint talisman masters and formation masters of the Yama tribe. With all the means deployed, Zhang Ruochen cannot hold on for long. If Fenghou and Sword Prison Emperor cannot attack the talisman masters and formation masters of the Yama tribe from the outside in time,

The mage poses a threat. Today, the undead vampire clan may be completely defeated and the whole army will be wiped out." An old man at the level of a powerful clan leader said so.

The god of the Huangtian tribe began to yell again: "Burn the holy blood quickly, cast forbidden spells quickly, hurry up, fight, fight till the earth is turned upside down, what a bullshit supreme clan, trample them under your feet."

The gods of the immortal blood race all rolled their eyes.

When it comes to life and death, who will burn the holy blood to fight?

Not everyone is as crazy as you. It is simply a miracle that a lunatic like you can live to cultivate to the divine realm.

"The talents of Sword Prison Emperor and Feng Queen are indeed pretty good, but it's a pity that they don't know how to seize the opportunity. Even if they don't burn the holy blood, they should still use their trump card, right? At this time, why are they still hiding it?" Huang Tian Tribe

The god was holding his chest, looking like his liver ached.

In fact, Sword Prison Emperor, Feng Hou, Mo Yin, including Yue Tinghai, have all gone all out to attack and kill upwards.

However, there are too many great saints from the Yama clan. Although they were attacked by them in a wave and defeated dozens of them, there are still more than a hundred great saints. Under the leadership of Jiang and more than a dozen powerful people in the Hundred Flails Realm,

He quickly stabilized his position.

Jin was wearing a large black robe, holding an ebony staff, with a handsome face, and said condescendingly: "King Sword Prisoner, if you dare to break into the Yama clan's own star, are you here to die?"

The Sword Prison Emperor slashed away the four great saints of the Yama clan with one blow, then climbed up a few steps and laughed: "How dare a weakling ranked thirteenth to say that I am here to die?"

Jin's face remained unchanged and his voice became colder: "Okay! Let me see if your knife is as tough as your mouth."

He raised the ebony staff above his head and chanted a series of ancient spells.

The black light emitted by the ebony staff is like thin threads, extending to endless and distant places.

"Quack!"

In the darkness, the shrill cry of crows sounded.

The two nine-life blood crows, covered in blood red, released an aura comparable to that of the Qianwenjing Great Sage, and simultaneously attacked the Sword Prison King.

What Jin used was soul-catching in witchcraft.
To be continued...