In the Yuanchu Temple, all the strong men from the court looked at Zhang Ruochen, with excitement in their eyes and even respect.

In their eyes, Zhang Ruochen came like a peerless war god, standing tall and majestic.

After storing a large number of springs of life into the body of the Saint Shu Cai, Zhang Ruochen came to Chi Kongle.

Seeing Chi Kongle's weak appearance, Zhang Ruochen felt extremely distressed, and the murderous intent in his heart became stronger and stronger. The faction in the Heaven Realm must pay the price for this.

"Father."

Chi Kongle's eyes were filled with tears, and she cried out.

While rushing into Chi Kongle's body, Zhang Ruochen said, "Don't worry, don't be afraid, my father will not let anyone go who wants to hurt you."

"I'm not afraid." Chi Kongle shook his head.

With the nourishment of the Spring of Life, Chi Kongle lost its life essence quickly replenishes, and the gray hair turns back to blue-black.

With the protection of the demon ape, Chi Kongle was not actually injured. He just burned his life and holy blood, causing his body to become particularly weak.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes swept over the other monks present.

Although he was not good at the court of the First Central Empire, these people had fought to the death to fight against the powerful people of the Heavenly Realm faction, and his character and integrity made him appreciate it.

As long as there are more people like this, there will still be hope in the Kunlun world.

"Wow—"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ruochen took out a large amount of springs of life, turned into sweet rain, and integrated into the bodies of those white-haired monks.

The eyes of some powerful people in the court became very complicated, with shame, bitterness and sorrow.

Once upon a time, like the Dazai Wang Shiqi, they felt that Zhang Ruochen was a huge threat, a rebellion, and a rebellion. They once recommended to Queen Chi Yao to get rid of Zhang Ruochen.

Even later, Zhang Ruochen left Kunlun Realm, and many people regarded him as a traitor.

But now, Zhang Ruochen came to save them without grudges. Such a sense of mind made them feel ashamed.

When Zhang Ruochen took action to save the powerful people in the court, the strong people in the Heaven Realm faction were already in chaos.

The holy altar is like a scorching sun, hanging above the Tianchi Lake, releasing a vast holy power, blocking the world without leaving any way out.

The Archangel King Michael dragged his wounded body and quickly joined the other strong men, his face becoming solemn and ugly.

Who would have expected that Kunlun Realm would have such a powerful move?

"Break open the altar." King Michael's Archangel said in a deep voice.

Only by breaking the altar and being suppressed by them and banning the place can they regain their initiative.

All the strong people in the Heavenly Realm faction understood this truth, so no one hesitated and took action one after another, and holy lights soared into the sky and bombarded the altar.

Holy weapons, holy art, talismans, etc., converge into a torrent.

"It's really a delusion to break the seal of the altar." Han Qiu smiled coldly, his eyes cruel and beautiful.

The powerful men from the Dragon Guarding Pavilion and a group of scattered saints took action at the same time to inject power into the altar.

"Wow—"

The altar shines brightly, and the holy power emitted becomes more and more vast. The patterns on the surface appear clearly, intertwining into a sky net, covering the world.

Many extremely terrifying holy thunders burst out from the altar, and each of them was enough to destroy the world.

"boom."

The attack methods launched by the saints of the Heavenly Realm faction were blocked by the holy thunder and disappeared invisible, and many holy weapons turned into fragments.

The devastating impact force continues to impact downwards.

The whole world was trembling.

The face of the Archangel King Michael changed wildly and he shouted: "Defense."

A powerful man from the Holy King realm used defensive methods, some of whom stimulated divine patterns on his skin, some used king's holy weapons to protect his body, and some put talismans on his body.

"Bang."

"Puff."

The defensive talisman on a monk's body shattered, his mouth screamed, and his body cracked like ceramics, turning into crystal-red fragments.

Although the strong men of the Heavenly Realm faction tried their best to resist, some of them were still affected and died.

The power of the saints is terrible.

The monks of the alive heaven faction were all terrified, and the situation was worse than they expected.

The inability to destroy the altar means that they not only lose their advantage, but are in danger anyway, and they cannot even easily escape from Tianchi.

One has increased and the other has decreased, and the two temples have lost the suppression. Zhang Ruochen can use time and space means as he wishes, and his strength will soar. Who can check and balance?

If one is not good, they may really be able to be wiped out.

Subtly, their mentality began to change.

"Dada."

Footsteps sounded.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the Yuanchu Temple and stepped on a staircase full of holy blood. The ancient sword of the Chenyuan and the blood-dropping sword surrounded him, both of which were swallowing and spitting out terrible sword lights, cutting the space into black cracks.

Zhang Ruochen was as straight as a javelin, as tall as a mountain, and said in a cold voice: "In the past, when you dealt with me, I never hated you, because they were each for their own masters, and the contradictions and struggles left by our predecessors. You have no choice, and I have no choice. Life and death are already doomed."

"But, dealing with my relatives and hurting my friends is touching my bottom line. You must pay blood debts and no one can escape. One word is death."

One word, one thunder.

Every word is loud and powerful.

"die!"

"die!"

...

On the altar, members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion shouted out this word, and their momentum rose steadily.

After being summoned, most of the members of Tiangang Pavilion and Disha Pavilion have gathered.

Tiangang Pavilion is composed of human cultivators.

The Earth Demon Pavilion is composed of wild beasts.

Many years ago, most of the members of the two pavilions were still saints, but now they have all reached the realm of a holy king.

However, as the deputy head of Tiangang Pavilion, the two Golden Beast Kings, as the head of the Disha Pavilion, were not on the holy altar.

They are powerful people in the Great Saint Realm and cannot enter the Kunlun Realm.

The person who controls the altar is the leader of Tiangang Pavilion and Yanli.

Of course, this Yan Liren was just a cocoon.

Yan Liren's true body has become a great saint in the endless abyss, and his physical body can no longer appear on the merit battlefield of Kunlun Realm, which is under the supervision of the Angels.

Even if it was just a cocoon, the power that Yan Li people possessed was still powerful, enough to rank first in the Great Sage.

I have to say that the method of blood after the blood is amazing, and it can be called turning decay into magic.

"Combined with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, kill all the monks from the Heavenly Realm faction, and leave no one behind." Yan Li said.

The altar turned, and then attacks burst out.

Flames, lightning, storms, etc., every attack method is extremely powerful, enough to kill the Nine-Step Holy King.

The flames turn into human form, the lightning turns into palace form, and the storm is like a dragon and a snake.

"roar."

The evil spirit rushed out of the Tianchi Pond, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed the closest monk in the Heaven Realm into his stomach.

It has drunk a large number of fountains of life and has extremely strong recovery ability.

Ale appeared on the water with an iron sword in his hand, dripping water drops from his long hair, his eyes were cold, and he rushed into the monks of the Heavenly Realm faction.

He was indeed seriously injured just now, but the seal of life and death had already condensed in his body. Life was tenacious, and the power of life and death could be transformed into each other.

The energy of life can be transformed into the energy of death.

The qi of death can also be converted into the qi of life.

Endless and endless.

It is even harder to kill him now than to kill a great sage in the Hundred Shackle Realm.

"come over."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand and grabbed the void.

A very weak holy soul flew out of the Tianchi Lake and fell into his hands.

This holy soul belongs to Dongfang Qingyu. He was hit by the holy altar just now and his body exploded, but the holy soul escaped by chance. He wanted to hide in the Tianchi, but he didn't expect that he would be discovered by Zhang Ruochen.

Dongfang Qingyu's holy soul was extremely frightened, and his mind was shrouded in the shadow of death.
To be continued...