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Chapter 2193: All the way forward, towards death(2/2)

Outside the Central Imperial City, the monks from the Hell Realm have made various arrangements and set up hundreds or thousands of large formations to defend and seal off the space, making it impossible to perform great spatial movement.

"Zhang Ruochen is so brave, he actually chased him outside the city!"

"Damn it, do you really think that you are invincible? Outside the city is the camp of our holy army in the hell realm. There are so many strong men, how can we let him be so arrogant?"

"Hmph, he is looking for his own death. So what if he has the artifact in hand? He will still die today."

The powerful men from the hell realm who had just escaped from Qinghong Pavilion all turned their attention to Zhang Ruochen, and they all looked murderous.

In Qinghong Pavilion, they were killed by Zhang Ruochen and fled, causing the mission to fail. Everyone was holding a breath in their hearts, and now they can vent it out.

"Kill Zhang Ruochen."

A group of leaders-level figures gave orders at the same time.

Immediately, monks from the hell realm took action one after another, using weapons, sacred arts, talismans, seals, etc., and overwhelmingly bombarded Zhang Ruochen.

The rules of heaven and earth and the holy energy within a radius of thousands of miles became restless, and a terrible storm faintly condensed.

Not to mention a holy king, even a great sage would be beaten to the point of being completely destroyed.

Zhang Ruochen flew in the air, exuding murderous intent. The holy energy was poured into the Emperor's Ruler without any reservation, and he slashed forward one foot with all his strength.

All he wanted to do now was to rescue Chi Kongle. No matter who stood in front of him, he would have to chop him open.

The Emperor's Divine Ruler bloomed with dazzling jade divine light, and billions of divine patterns emerged clearly, releasing domineering divine power as vast as the ocean.

"boom."

Many attacks originating from the monks in the Hell Realm were neutralized by the divine power of the Emperor's Ruler.

However, Zhang Ruochen still received a big shock, and his body involuntarily fell back. The blood in his body surged violently, and he spat out a large mouthful of holy blood.

It is true that two fists cannot defeat four hands. What's more, what Zhang Ruochen has to face now is the tens of millions of holy soldiers in the hell world, which is no different from a moth flying into a flame.

"All formation mages, immediately set up formations and kill formations to block the way forward."

A heavenly king of the Shura tribe raised his voice and gave an order.

He knew why Zhang Ruochen came to the outside of the city, so no matter what, he would not let Zhang Ruochen catch up with Wan Xin.

The powerful men in the hell realm who participated in the battle at Qinghong Pavilion also understood Zhang Ruochen's intentions, so they all rushed in front of him, intercepted his way, and kept attacking. Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to defeat Zhang Ruochen, the great enemy of the hell realm.

kill.

With Zhang Ruochen's methods, if he chooses to retreat, no matter to the left, right, or backward, no matter how many monks there are in the hell world, it will be difficult to keep him.

However, if he continues to move forward, there will only be a dead end.

In the hell camp, a large number of formation mages rushed out and set up formations as quickly as possible.

On the surface, the hell realm sent ten formation masters, but in fact, there were far more. As for the formation holy masters, there were even more.

With the combined power of hundreds of array masters, the killing array that can be arranged must be extremely powerful, and the great sage can easily kill it.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were firm and determined, without any fear, he walked straight forward in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ruochen was surrounded by a large number of armies from the Holy Realm of Hell. There were figures in all directions, the water was overwhelming, the sky was covered, and the sound of killing was everywhere.

Led by the leaders of each ethnic group, powerful battle formations are formed, which can be used to advance and attack, and to retreat and defend.

Obviously, everyone is very afraid of the Emperor's Ruler and dare not fight it alone.

After all, when they were in Qinghong Pavilion, the top experts of the ten clans all saw Zhang Ruochen casually kill seven experts with the Emperor's Divine Ruler, and even Yan Wushen was almost killed.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen slashed away hundreds of monks from the holy realm of hell with one foot. Their bodies were still in mid-air, but they turned into ashes and were all annihilated.

However, Zhang Ruochen also paid the price.

Jiang Lin and Tianxuan, combined with the Ten Thousand Saint Realm army of the Corpse Clan, condensed a gray-brown blade, broke through Zhang Ruochen's defense, and slashed his waist with the sword, causing blood to flow out like a fountain.

This sword almost cut Zhang Ruochen in half.

Zhang Ruochen did not fall down and stood up again. The Chosen One and the army of tens of thousands of zombies were all chopped away. Thousands of them turned into corpses and fell from the sky. They were all torn apart when they landed on the ground.

However, soon an overwhelming number of holy monks from the hell realm swarmed up, blocking Zhang Ruochen's way forward.

Seal the retreat airtight.

"Pfft."

He fought forward three hundred miles, leaving corpses and blood along the way.

There were more wounds on Zhang Ruochen's body, his chest was penetrated, his ribs were almost completely broken, and his internal organs became tattered.

His eyes were still fixed on the direction Wan Xin escaped.

"Kong Le..."

Zhang Ruochen shouted, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

There was blood flowing in his hair, because his skull had been shattered, but there was no sign of decay. Instead, the fighting spirit in his body burned with murderous intent, and he continued to swing forward with the Emperor's Ruler.

The commotion outside the city was so loud that it naturally attracted the attention of many powerful people in the city.

There are tens of millions of troops from the Holy Realm of Heaven gathered in the imperial city. Only a small part of them rushed to Qinghong Pavilion before. The top experts were only those who had friendship with Zhang Ruochen.

At this moment, many leaders of the big world rushed to the city wall and looked at it from a distance.

"What happened? What made Zhang Ruochen so crazy?"

"It's divine power! Is what Zhang Ruochen is holding in his hand the legendary emperor's ruler that can measure the cultivation of holy kings, great sages, and gods?"

"Does Zhang Ruochen think that with just one artifact, he can fight against the tens of millions of holy armies in the hell realm? If this is true, why would the heavenly realm send armies from all walks of life to come here?"

"Zhang Ruochen has been surrounded by the hell army. Even if he wants to retreat now, it is already too late."



What happened in Qinghong Pavilion is not yet clear to the outside world.

Prince Tianpeng, the leader of the Demon God Realm, frowned and whispered: "If Zhang Ruochen dies, it will have a great impact on the morale of the Heavenly Realm."

He was considering whether to lend a helping hand at this time.

With Zhang Ruochen's methods, if someone helps, there is still a chance to escape.

It's just that to accomplish this, many powerful people need to work together. Even if Prince Tianpeng has this intention, others may not be willing.

If we really want to save Zhang Ruochen, it is not a trivial matter. Many people will definitely die. Leaders in any field must consider it carefully.

Zhou Yu was also standing on the city wall at this moment, with a sharp light in his eyes, "Zhang Ruochen, you are asking for your own death. You can't blame anyone. You killed many geniuses in my heaven faction. Even if you don't die in the hands of the strong men in hell, my heaven

The world faction will never let you go."

No matter what others think, Zhou Yu hopes that Zhang Ruochen will be killed soon.

As long as Zhang Ruochen is alive, he will be a great threat to him.

Ever since he learned that the Heaven Realm faction's plan to kill Zhang Ruochen failed, Zhou Yu began to be afraid, fearing that Zhang Ruochen would come to settle matters with him.
Chapter completed!
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