The densely packed runes gradually dissipated as Yan Zhexian's voice sounded.

"Chi!"

The seven snow peaks in the form of ghosts and evil spirits melt and turn into gas.

Within Zhang Ruochen's body, star-like light erupted, controlling the power of the Realm of Truth and impacting the illusory formation of Wanli Glacier.

The illusion dissipated, revealing the real scene outside the Bronze Temple.

Dark night, icy rain, 384 floors of bronze stairs, and chaotic battle fluctuations.

"kill!"

"Bang bang."

"Boom!"

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The sounds of killing, attacking, and the collision of holy energy were all intertwined.

Outside the Bronze Temple, the great sage of the Yama clan stared at Zhang Ruochen with countless pairs of eyes, as if he wanted to eat him.

How dare you blaspheme the noble Lord Zhexian, this is a capital crime.

"Zhang Ruochen, I advise you to release Master Zhexian immediately, otherwise the monks of the Yama clan will surely hunt you to the ends of the earth." A great sage talisman master was so angry that his eyes were red.

"Lord Zhexian is the pearl of our Yama clan and is sacred and inviolable."

"Zhang Ruochen, you are the grandson of the bloody God of War. You have no manliness and can only be regarded as an insidious and despicable child."??

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Although the great sages of the Yama tribe were furious, none of them dared to take action, so they could only curse.

Not to mention, without the blessing of runes and formations, they are no match for Zhang Ruochen. If Zhang Ruochen, a crazy gangster, is angered and really kills Master Zhexian, who among them can bear the responsibility?

"Have you said enough? You've said enough. Get out of the way immediately. I don't want to kill you. Don't let me get more blood on my hands." Zhang Ruochen was extremely cold and clasped Yan Zhexian's jade neck with one hand, pressing her into his arms.

middle.

In the palm of the other hand, wisps of white pure fire appeared.

"Wow——"

The graceful and moving figure of Moyin flew out of a wormhole space mirror above Zhang Ruochen's head and landed outside the Bronze Temple.

His hands turned into dozens of thunder and fire vines, which quickly spread out and entangled the twenty-one great holy talisman masters. The thunder and lightning and the purifying divine fire on the vines instantly refined the 21 great holy talisman masters.

Lose combat effectiveness.

She dragged the twenty-one great holy talisman masters to her side and suspended them around her body.

Some vines wrapped around the neck; some vines wrapped around the waist; some vines pierced the chest.

This is not to say that the twenty-one great holy talisman masters are really so unbearable. The main reason is that they are not good at close combat. When they are suddenly attacked by the magic sound, they are naturally powerless to resist.

Moreover, Moyin's current combat power is stronger than many Qianwenjing great saints.

How can these Talisman Masters, who are mostly still in the Immortal Realm, be able to compare?

"It's all fresh and delicious, I really want to eat it all."

Moyin showed a charming and enchanting smile, staring at the restrained great saint talisman masters.

"Witch, you are looking for death."

The remaining great holy talisman masters united together and quickly drew a large talisman.

The densely packed talisman inscriptions intertwined into a Qi beast that was dozens of feet tall, releasing a cold death light, with a domineering aura and fierce eyes.

"I want to kill them, just for a moment, you'd better not force me." Moyin gently licked his red lips and said with a smile.

Dozens of great sage talisman masters from the Yama tribe were immediately hesitant.

Yan Zhexian never expected that the nearly two hundred great saints led by Jin could not stop the five hundred-flag realm great perfection great saints from the Immortal Vampire Clan, allowing the Sacred Food Flower to break into this place.

If the great sage of the Yama tribe had deployed a defensive barrier, the Holy Flower of Eating would never be able to open the space wormhole mirror.

Below the bronze stairs.

The Sword Prison Emperor used his own power to restrain the two Nine-Life Blood Crows and Jin, showing the top-level fighting power of the Hundred Flails Realm. Every sword seemed to be able to cut through mountains and rivers, and cut down stars.

The Queen of the Wind knew very well that the gods must be paying attention to this battle, so she tried her best to show the true strength of the candidate for the Goddess of Destiny.

Behind her, the Gate of Destiny bloomed with dazzling brilliance. Every ray of light was a rule of fate, suppressing the cultivation of the great saints of the Yama clan.

At the same time, she held a three-foot-long white feather.

The feathers fluttered and stirred up the breeze.

All the great sages of the Yama tribe who were blown by the wind seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. Some of their eyes became struggling, some became dazed, and some became murderous and attacked the great sages around them.

There are many great sage monks from the Yama tribe, but at this moment, they are attacking each other and are in chaos.

It is precisely in this way that Moyin can open the wormhole mirror in space and meet Zhang Ruochen.

The white feather in Fenghou's hand is called "Destiny Feather". It is a treasure of destiny and contains a large number of divine patterns of destiny.

With the blessing of her profound knowledge of the Path of Destiny, the waving of feathers can affect the monk's spiritual will and even change some of the monk's memories.

The memories of those great sages of the Yama clan with lower cultivation levels were modified by Feng Hou using the Destiny Feather, thinking that they were members of the undead blood clan.

This is a very terrible destiny!

After all, even if a person's body changes, as long as his memory and spirit remain unchanged, he will still be the same person.

However, if a person's memory and spirit have been changed, is he still the same person?

The power of destiny is mysterious and can easily change a person. If Feng Hou's way of destiny is profound enough, he can turn a great saint into a weak ant by waving the feather of destiny.

Or, it is possible to turn a small stone into a mountain as huge as a mountain and heavier than a hundred stars.

The great witch Tiandao who is practicing in Jin can check the Feng Queen to a certain extent, but unfortunately, he is tightly restrained by the Sword Prison Emperor, and he can only watch the great sages of the Yama clan killing each other.

In the temple.

"Whoa!"

The blood-red Asura sword flew out from the ancient mirror on the chest of the dragon statue.

The sword flashed.

The sword body pierced the vest of one of the five Hundred Flails Realm Dzogchen Great Sages who were besieging him. Immediately, Greedy Baby's body rushed out from the sword, dragging the Hundred Flails Realm Dzogchen Great Sage and retreated to

The edge of the temple gate.

The next moment, Yan Huangtu chased him out and shouted: "Greed Baby, you can't escape."

Greedy Baby was indeed extremely weak, but he still had a ferocious smile on his face as he said: "Let me leave the Yama clan's own star, otherwise, I will let him be destroyed now."

Que seized the right moment and with one sword struck out the remaining four Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flails Realm, turning them into an afterimage and rushing out of the temple door.

His body became empty, rushed into the body of the seriously injured formation master, and became one with his body.

"If you want to kill me, you must kill the formation master together with me." The formation master opened and closed his lips, but the sound he made was a missing sound.

"Boom."

Thunder rumbled in the sky above.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky.

Yama Huangtu's mental power is outward, and he has a clear understanding of the current situation.

Although the Yama Clan was completely defeated in this battle, it still has a strong fighting power. If the fight continues, not two of the monks who broke into the Yama Clan's home planet today will survive.

The Yama clan still has a greater chance of winning.

Yan Huangtu's eyes fell on Que and Greed Ying, both of whom were at the end of their fight.

As long as they are suppressed and killed, it will be much easier to deal with Zhang Ruochen and the immortal vampire monks.

However, if this battle continues, they will definitely be defeated. It is unimaginable how serious the losses of the Yama clan will be.

Yama Huang Tu's eyes were sharp and as cold as an emperor, and he said: "All the monks who died in battle today are heroes of the Yama clan. I, Yama Huang Tu, promise that I will do my best to take care of your people. Your names will be

Write it on the scroll of Yama Temple."

All the Yama monks understand that Yama has made a decision.

There was no way he could retreat from this battle.

After this battle, there will no longer be an opponent to compete with the Yama clan on the hunting battlefield.

Whether it is for the Emperor's Holy Will Pill or for the supreme glory of the Yama clan, Yama Emperor Tu must continue to fight.

The eyes of the Yama monks who were restrained by Miss, Greedy Infant, and Demonic Sound all turned dim, knowing that today they have become abandoned children.

Yan Zhexian seemed very calm, neither sad nor happy.

"As expected of the cold-blooded and ruthless Imperial Divine Bones, good, very good. Today, even if I have to be refined and die here, I will kill a group of Yama Clan great sages to be buried with them." Greedy Baby looked up to the sky and screamed, just about to plan
To be continued...