With the corpse of the divine, his defense was extremely powerful and he was not afraid of Zhang Ruochen now.

The factions in the Heaven Realm have an absolute advantage. Although they cannot do anything to Zhang Ruochen easily, they can slowly consume Zhang Ruochen.

When manpower is exhausted, Zhang Ruochen cannot always maintain his peak state.

When he is beaten to the point of weakness, it is the time for him to die.

In particular, Zhang Ruochen was worried that Chi Kongle, Jiutian Xuannv and others would easily reveal flaws when his mood was confused.

It can be said that everything is under control.

Zhang Ruochen's state of mind at this moment was indeed a little confused and he could not keep calm.

He had used various means, including many treasures, but he was unable to escape and was suppressed.

"Do you know what a trapped beast fight is? You are the trapped beast now." The Sou Demon Lord smiled.

"The Temple of Time, Temple of Space, I, Zhang Ruochen, will definitely settle the account with you if I am not dead." Zhang Ruochen's heart was filled with murderous intent.

What he wants to do most now is to destroy the two temples suppressed above.

No.

He is the monks who kill all the heavenly factions in front of him.

The strong men of the Heavenly Realm faction all smiled. The overall situation was decided, and even Zhang Ruochen could no longer change the ending.

"Rumbling."

At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared above everyone's heads.

"What power? What a powerful aura."

The strong men from the Heavenly Realm faction all raised their heads and looked at them.

The sky became dark and dark.

A magnificent altar appeared in the sky, and the holy light emitted from it dispelled the darkness, like a scorching sun, carrying a vast power and falling down at an extremely fast speed.

On the altar, dozens of holy shadows stood. They looked down at the heaven and earth and said in unison: "Your Highness, the Dragon Guarding Pavilion is here to help you kill the enemy."

"Your Highness, the Dragon Guarding Pavilion is here to help you kill the enemy."

...

The altar, as high as ninety-nine feet, emits a holy light like white jade, with complex patterns engraved on the surface, and holy blood flowing on the patterns.

Han Qiu, Shangguan Que... All members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion stand in all directions of the altar according to certain rules.

Han Qiu said: "It is a great disrespect for the factions in the Heavenly Realm to dare to deal with His Royal Highness. Today, all of them will die."

Ale is also a member of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion. After learning about the actions of the faction in the Heaven Realm, he immediately notified the Dragon Guarding Pavilion. This is why the Dragon Guarding Pavilion can gather in time and come to Ziwei Palace.

The holy altar is refined using the entire treasury of the Central Empire of Holy Ming, collecting the holy souls of countless dead saints in the Kunlun realm.

At this time, all the holy souls flew out, and their soul bodies were not weak, but they were all very solid, no different from the real holy cultivator.

It's very similar to the ghost king among ghosts.

It is a special state that does not belong to humans or ghosts.

The Dragon Guarding Pavilion calls them "San Sheng".

The holy path that Sansheng practiced was left by Emperor Ming at the beginning, and he followed another holy path. In the future, he may become a great saint level or even a god-level powerhouse.

This road, known as the "Bi Luo Way", was created by Bi Luozi, one of the greatest powerhouses in Kunlun world in the Middle Ages.

To be precise, Bi Luozi took this holy path and finally cultivated into a powerful god who was as famous as the Sumeru Holy Monk, the Ten Tribulations of Inquiry of Heaven and others, and was powerful in all worlds and heaven.

As for the "Bilongjiang Way", it is unknown how it falls into the hands of Emperor Ming.

The number of scattered saints is huge and they stand all over the altar.

The altar crushed down and a sound like divine thunder erupted.

"Boom."

The Temple of Time and Space Temple hanging above were the first to be hit and were crushed by the altar.

The disciples of the two major temples sitting cross-legged in the temple were all crushed into flesh and died of untimely death.

"ah……"

Dongfang Qingyu let out a scream, and the holy body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

"It's time to kill all the monks from the Heavenly Realm factions, leaving no one behind."

Without the suppression of the two temples, Zhang Ruochen's momentum was rising steadily, and finally, he could reuse the power of time and space.

The rules of time and space were mobilized at the same time, integrating into the mysterious hilt of the sword from the sword tomb, and then a sword was swung out.

"not good."

The pupils of the Archangel King Michael's eyes were tightened.

It's too late to dodge.

Unable to help, the Archangel King Michael had to block the sword of judgment, and at the same time released his own magnificent holy energy and did his best to build defenses.

"Bang."

The Sword of Judgment was slashed away, and all defenses were broken through in an instant.

At the critical moment, the Archangel of Michael blocked the twelve halos transformed by the twelve sects of judgment in front of him, and blocked most of the attack power for him.

All the twelve halos shattered, turning into corpses on the ground, sprinkling blood rain all over the sky, and the air was burned with sizzling sounds.

All the twelve sects died.

The Archangel King Michael survived but suffered a severe injury. He was almost split in half. The platinum wings behind him were all thorned into blood mud by the sword energy.

Ignoring him, Zhang Ruochen let out a long roar and rushed to the Yuanchu Temple.

Everything just now happened in a moment, so that the monks in the Heavenly Realm faction in the Yuanchu Temple were not able to react yet.

What exactly happened?

When they saw Zhang Ruochen killing him, they all felt their scalp numb and wanted to fly away immediately.

"Don't kill me."

Mr. Yaotian spoke, wanting to ask for forgiveness.

"die."

Before he could finish his words, the divine sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand had already cut off his head.

The ultimate murderous intent enters his body and quickly destroys his vitality and holy soul.

"I am a descendant of God Jiuyao, how could I..."

Young Master Yaotian's heart was full of reluctance, but his consciousness returned to nirvana.

"The Lord Jiuyao does not have descendants like you."

Zhang Ruochen slapped his head in the air with a palm, slapped it to pieces, and felt upset when he saw that face.

The leaders of the five factions in the Heaven Realm were frightened and quickly took back the five Yuanhui holy tools that suppressed the "Saint Book of Confucian Ancestors" and hit Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen held the sword in both hands, Shen Yuan and Drip of Blood were running continuously, and all five Yuanhui holy weapons were broken and turned into pieces of scrap iron.

Walk past step by step.

One step at a sword.

When Zhang Ruochen took five steps and walked in front of the Nine Heavens Xuannv, all the leaders of the five Heavenly Realm factions were cut into two pieces, and the bodies were still flying in the air.

"Bang bang."

It was not until Zhang Ruochen helped the Nine Heavens Xuannv up that the five corpses fell to the ground one after another, and five cruel pictures of the holy blood corpses were rendered on the printed floor of the temple.
Chapter completed!