The other seven of the eight sons of life and death each held up the light and shadow of the Book of Life or the Book of Death, and attacked Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

The holy power erupted from the Seven Hundred Shackles Realm Dzogchen Powerhouses scattered the colorful brilliance between heaven and earth. Countless rules of heaven and earth converged on them, forming seven huge whirlpools of rules.

The surviving monks of the Immortal Vampire Clan were all worried about Zhang Ruochen and did not think that he could still fight against the seven powerful Dzogchen masters when he was rescuing Emperor Yu.

Unfortunately, their cultivation level is too low to help.

"Well done, with your blood, it should be enough!"

Zhang Ruochen left behind a mental avatar to support Yuhuang's body, and like a ray of light, he instantly rushed to the front of the first Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm.

The first Great Perfection Saint in the Hundred Flails Realm reacted extremely quickly. He actually took action first and used the light and shadow of the Book of Life to create a treasure tree of life and swept across it.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen's palm was like a knife, slashing down diagonally.

The Treasure Tree of Life was broken into two pieces, and the first Great Perfect Sage of the Hundred Flails Realm was also knocked backwards when he encountered it, leaving a foot-long bloody mouth on his chest.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared diagonally above the second Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm, and God Yan kicked out his immortal body, causing it to collapse and break a large number of bones.

The third Great Perfect Sage of the Hundred Flails Realm was hit in the back by Zhang Ruochen's palm, and a bloody hole the size of a washbasin appeared on his chest.

…

The seventh Dzogchen Great Sage of the Hundred-Yellow Realm, with full preparation, had a head-on punch with Zhang Ruochen.

As a result, the entire arm's sacred bones turned into powder.

He fired seven moves in a row, severely injuring seven Great Perfection Saints in the Hundred Flails Realm. The whole process only took one breath.

What's even more terrifying is that Zhang Ruochen only used physical power from beginning to end.

He wanted to test what level of power his current physical body had reached.

After all, he has broken sixty-eight shackles, and the shackles of his demigod body have become smaller. Moreover, his Five Elements Chaos Immortal Holy Body has improved again and absorbed a large amount of white blood and earth.

"With my current physical strength, let alone the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm, it should be more than enough to defeat the Great Saint of the Thousand Questions Realm."

Zhang Ruochen released the true realm of space and enveloped all seven Great Perfection Saints in the Hundred Shackles Realm.

In the true domain, dense space chains condensed, binding them, pulling them, and flying under the jade tree.

"Fight! The great sage of the Yama clan, even if he dies in battle, he will never be a prisoner."

One of the Great Perfect Sages of the Hundred Flags Realm had just shouted this sentence. Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and the space immediately froze, making him completely unable to open his mouth and circulate the Yama Qi.

Next, the wrists of the seven Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flails Realm were also cut open, and the blood of the Great Saints was released, and they gathered towards Emperor Yu.

In the thick blood mist, the flesh and blood all over Yuhuang's body grew quickly. His body was as white as jade and as delicate as fat. The life breath in his body gradually recovered, and it seemed a bit more gorgeous than before.

However, he did not wake up.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't sense the fluctuations in Yuhuang's consciousness and couldn't help but frown.

what happened?

Could it be that most of the holy soul and spiritual power thoughts were shattered, with only a small amount preserved?

If this is the case, Emperor Yu will not be able to wake up even if he survives.

Unless there is a spiritual saint who is willing to pay the price of his life to summon her soul. Moreover, it must be a spiritual saint whose spiritual power exceeds level 65.

Zhang Ruochen defeated eight Great Perfection Saints in the Hundred Flails Realm in an instant, shocking all the monks present, but not including the King of Hell Tu.

Yama Tutuo held up the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus and raised his voice from a distance: "When Xia Yu was about to die, he saved most of his holy soul and spiritual thoughts into the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus."

Zhang Ruochen raised his gaze, stared at him, then landed on the seven-star ghost lotus and said: "Exchange! I will exchange my life and death with you."

The Emperor of Hell laughed loudly: "The weight of life and death is much heavier than that of Xia Yu. Only a passionate person like you is willing to exchange. Why don't I add another condition?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you don't change it, I will get it myself." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Huangtu shook his head and said: "I guarantee that before you touch the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, all Xia Yu's holy soul and spiritual thoughts will be shattered."

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes, then nodded and said: "Yes, I am a passionate person, and I care deeply about women. Tell me, what other conditions do you have?"

"Where's Xian'er?" Yama Huang Tu asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Yan Zhexian are you talking about? She is... very good, you don't need to worry."

"Where is she?" Yama Huang Tu asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "In a very safe place, no one can hurt her."

The more Zhang Ruochen said this, the more worried Yan Huangtu became.

There are tens of thousands of cousins ​​like Yan Wushen, and their blood connections are far apart. However, Yan Zhexian is his niece, his eldest brother's only daughter, and the beloved pearl of his ancestors.

Before the battle of Shuntian, the ancestors talked to him alone. Any monk of the Yama clan could be injured, but Yan Zhexian must not be injured, otherwise he would be questioned.

"Return Xian'er and the Eight Sons of Life and Death, and I will immediately return Xia Yu's holy soul and spiritual power to you." Yama Huang Tu said.

Zhang Ruochen frowned, looked at the sleeping Emperor Yu, and finally took out the purple gourd and released Yan Zhexian from it.

Seeing Yan Zhexian, Yan Huangtu finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said: "Zhang Ruochen is still somewhat graceful and did not fight against a woman like Xian'er... This... that is..."

Yan Huangtu's gaze fell on Yan Zhexian's lower abdomen, and his eyes almost popped out.

immediately……
Chapter completed!