Zhang Ruochen quickly took out his palm, and a cloud of fire gathered, submerging the two halves of Shang Zi's corpse.

"Bang."

The two halves of Shang Zi's cold corpse exploded instantly, and were then burned into nothingness by the fire cloud, leaving nothing behind.

Then, Zhang Ruochen took out the Secret Book of Time and Space, took the Wanlian Pagoda that wanted to fly away, and suppressed it with all his strength.

With the loss of one of the Ten Thousand Refining Towers, the Heaven Realm faction will lose a complete supreme holy artifact.

After all, there are seven Towers of Ten Thousand Refinings, and together they form a complete and powerful Supreme Sacred Artifact.

"The second one is still short of the last one."

Zhang Ruochen whispered coldly.

Now that the power released by the Five-Colored Merit Monument has become weaker, it can no longer completely restrict his use of time and space methods.

Of course, this is also because he has achieved extremely high achievements in the way of time and space. If it were anyone else, he would also be unable to break through the suppression of the colorful merit monument.

It was precisely by relying on the way of space that Zhang Ruochen was not trapped by Shang Ziyan's cage built with bone talismans, and took the opportunity to kill another Shang Ziyan.

In the blink of an eye, two of the three Shang Ziyan were killed, leaving only one seriously injured flame corpse.

In comparison, the Yan Zhi wore three-color treasure armor and had too strong defense, making it harder to kill than the Yuan Zhi and Han Zhi, so Zhang Ruochen saved it until the end.

"Oops, Ziyan is in danger, Holy King Yanlin, take action quickly."

Seeing Shang Ziyan step into danger, Si Han quickly spoke to a strong man from the angel tribe.

This strong man from the angel race has a handsome appearance, carries four snow-white wings, and exudes divine brilliance.

Although his cultivation level has not reached the Lin Dao realm, the aura exuding from his body is far more powerful than many Lin Dao realm experts.

Holy King Yanlin held a broad-bladed holy sword in his hand, with no expression on his face.

"Buzz."

Just when Holy King Yanlin was about to rescue Shang Ziyan, the broad-bladed holy sword he was holding suddenly trembled, as if it was being pulled by some force.

Feeling the trembling of the holy sword, Holy King Yanlin immediately did not dare to act rashly and scanned the surroundings, trying to find the source of this power.

Somehow, he felt a huge threat.

"Boom."

Suddenly, billowing divine clouds appeared in the dark sky, and the sound of swords roared loudly, as if billions of divine swords were flying from the sky.

Such a big movement shocked everyone present, and they couldn't help but turn their attention to the direction where the sound of the sword came from.

Tianyu was torn apart at this moment, and a huge black thing flew out, exuding a suffocating and terrifying pressure.

"Huh? It has a black cat head. What kind of bird is this? A new species of owl?"

After seeing the appearance of the behemoth clearly, many people couldn't help showing strange expressions.

The next moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the source of the sword sound, which was a silver long sword held in the hands of a pretty girl.

The pretty girl looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, a little green and immature, but there is a compelling heroic spirit exuding between her eyebrows, just like the silver sword she holds in her hand, which is sharp and sharp.

She wears an extremely close-fitting armor that fully exposes her curvy figure. Her face is exquisite, without any flaws, and her skin is fair and delicate, like the finest mutton-fat jade. She looks like a beautiful woman.

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"That owl looks familiar. I remembered it. It seems to be the one following Zhang Ruochen."

A monk reacted and told the origin of the owl.

In this way, everyone understood one thing. The person coming must belong to Zhang Ruochen's side, otherwise he would not be walking with the owl beside Zhang Ruochen.

It's just that with so many strong men present, no one really knows the identity of the pretty girl. She seems to have appeared out of thin air.

"Hey, it's really lively. It seems we're not too late." Looking across the entire battlefield, Xiao Hei couldn't help but laugh.

As if he heard someone saying "owl", Xiao Hei immediately shouted: "This emperor is a phoenix, the invincible emperor who slaughtered heaven and earth a hundred thousand years ago. You are the owl, and your whole family is an owl."

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Upon hearing this, the person who just spoke immediately shut his mouth and did not dare to say anything more.

There is no way, no matter what Xiao Hei's true strength is, the aura exuding from his body is indeed very intimidating, making people afraid to provoke him casually.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to come here, you will die."

Holy King Yanlin shouted coldly.

Xiao Hei turned his gaze to Holy King Yanlin, squinted his eyes, and said disdainfully: "Are you scared of me when I think of you as the emperor? Even though you are a bird, you still want to kill me."

Upon hearing the word "birdman", Holy King Yanlin's face suddenly turned very ugly, and he said in a low voice: "Since you are so anxious to die, I will help you."

As he spoke, Holy King Yanlin immediately took action, raised his broad-bladed holy sword, and struck out at Xiao Hei from afar.

Seeing the huge sword light slashing towards him, Xiao Hei couldn't help but screamed strangely and said: "Hanxue, quickly use your sword to cut him and chop off this birdman."

Upon hearing this, the pretty girl standing on his back immediately waved the silver sword in her hand.

This sword seemed to be casual, but there was a sword whistle that shook the world.

A silver sword light that was only about a foot long flew out, like a crescent moon.

"Click."

The huge sword light slashed out by Holy King Yanlin was cut off and then exploded into pieces.

The crescent-shaped silver sword light did not dissipate, and it continued to kill Holy King Yanlin without losing momentum.

Holy King Yanlin was shocked and quickly lowered the broad-bladed holy sword in front of him.

"puff."

The broad-edged holy sword indeed withstood the silver sword light, but several invisible sword energies struck the body of Holy King Yanlin, leaving several hideous wounds.

One of the wounds was on the neck of Holy King Yanlin, and almost cut off Holy King Yanlin's head.

"How can you be so strong?"

Holy King Yanlin was shocked.

He could see that Han Xue was really young and had only been practicing for a short time, but his strength was terrifyingly strong.

"Hahaha, how about it? Birdman, you can't do it." Seeing that Holy King Yanlin suffered a loss, Xiao Hei immediately laughed wildly.

The pretty girl did not continue to attack Holy King Yanlin, but turned her attention to Zhang Ruochen who was confronting Shang Ziyan.

At this time, Zhang Ruochen also cast his gaze over and met the pretty girl's gaze.

Although the pretty girl had changed a lot, Zhang Ruochen still recognized her at first sight.

"Han Xue."

The pretty girl was none other than Zhang Ruochen's only disciple, Han Xue, who had a thousand-bone physique.

At first, Zhang Ruochen entered the underworld from the Tomb of the God of Death in the Eastern Region and rescued Sword Master Xuanji. Later, Sword Master Xuanji wanted to go to the depths of the underworld to explore something, so he took Han Xue, who was still a little girl, on the road.

After many years, Han Xue has grown into a tall and graceful girl, and her strength has reached the top level.

Zhang Ruochen was really surprised that Han Xue would appear here. At the same time, he was also surprised and happy. He was able to return from the underworld safely, and Zhang Ruochen could finally let go of his hanging heart.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was also surprised by Han Xue's powerful strength, which also made him feel gratified.

No need to think too much, Han Xue must have put in a lot of hardships to achieve today's achievements.

"The Thousand Bones physique is indeed amazing. Han Xue may really become the second Thousand Bones Empress. Now that Han Xue is back, where is Master?"

For a time, Zhang Ruochen had many thoughts in his mind.

Han Xue moved and appeared directly beside Zhang Ruochen. Many powerful men from the heaven factions were unable to stop him in time.

"Disciple pays homage to the master."

Han Xue bowed to Zhang Ruochen very respectfully.

Zhang Ruochen quickly stretched out his hand, helped Han Xue up, and said with a smile: "Yes, we haven't seen him for only a few years, but his cultivation has reached such a level that I, the master, feel a lot of pressure."

"Master, then you have to work hard. I will have a great opportunity in the underworld. Maybe I will be better than my predecessor." Han Xue showed a bright smile.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for that day."

The smile on Han Xue's face faded, she turned around suddenly, pointed her sword at Shang Zixuan, and said with a frosty face: "Shang Zixuan, right? I heard Xiao Hei mentioned you. Originally, you were Master's opponent, I don't

It's easy to intervene. However, the master is injured, and as a disciple, it is the responsibility to fight on his behalf. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Hearing this, Shang Ziyan took a deep breath and couldn't help but get angry, "Little girl, you are too ignorant! With your current cultivation level, you are still far behind."

"It's a long way to go. You won't know until you fight." Han Xue refused to admit defeat.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and said: "Xue'er, my master accepts your wishes! However, he is my master's enemy. I must kill him with my own hands. You go and help others."

Han Xue hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Disciple, I understand."

Han Xue immediately darted out and landed on Xiao Hei's back, targeting the Holy King Yanlin who had been injured by her just now.

"Shang Ziyan, come on, it's time to settle the grudge between us."

Zhang Ruochen slowly raised his sword, the murderous intent on his body getting stronger and stronger.
To be continued...