After killing two first-class marquises in a row, Zhang Ruochen did indeed create a considerable deterrence to the Rakshasa army present.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's figure, they couldn't help but retreat.

"What are you afraid of? He is just one person. No matter how strong he is, he can resist our siege?" The Blood Nether Python burst out with a holy power of the Holy King level and scolded him.

Leading by the five first-class marquises, those Rakshasa marquis standing among the evil clouds finally overcame the fear in their hearts and formed a formation of nine-nine-returning formations.

As the formation moves, the power fluctuations that surge out of the evil clouds become stronger.

"Sect Master, we will help you."

Ale, Han Qiu, and Princess Bai Li did not want Zhang Ruochen to fight against the Luosha army alone, so they suppressed the injuries in their bodies, rushed forward, and stood side by side with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen could see that the three of them were seriously injured. Even if they took the healing pill, it would take some time before their injuries could recover.

"Go to recover from the injury first. When the injury recovers for 40% or 50%, it is not too late to fight with me side by side. Just leave it to me."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha's relics and threw them to Princess Bai Li, saying, "The power of relics can purify the evil spirit in your body. If you encounter danger, the three of you will stimulate the power of relics and protect everyone."

The old subordinates of the Central Empire of Shengming were all very moved. His Royal Highness could think about them, regardless of life and death. If they were not injured, they would definitely fight side by side with His Royal Highness and fight to the earth, and even if they died, they would have no regrets.

Now, do your best to recover from the wounds.

Zhang Ruochen rushed forward with great strides, and each step could take a distance of thirty feet. When he took the third step, his legs slightly bent and rushed into the sky.

"Since you are going to meddle in other people's business, today, I'll kill you together."

The Blood Nether Python raised its huge head, angrily eyes, and gave an order, "Kill him."

Immediately, a large number of Rakshasa marquis standing among the evil clouds made an angry roar, circulating the power of the Ninety-Nine Reincarnation Formation and attacking Zhang Ruochen.

There are twelve large arrays.

The holy arts flying out of the formation were amazingly powerful, some of which rushed out like a river of thunder and lightning dozens of feet wide. Each thunder and lightning was like a sky knife, smashing the holy mountain behind Zhang Ruochen to pieces. It can be imagined that if it fell on Zhang Ruochen, no matter how strong his body and defense power were, he would probably suffer a severe blow.

One of the holy techniques condensed a one-eyed demon, whose body was comparable to the holy mountain, and he attacked with one punch, and the holy energy of heaven and earth was constantly shaking.

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Among the twelve 99th Recruitment Formations, all second-class marquis are in charge, and five of them have first-class marquis. Therefore, the power of the 99th Recruitment Formations is stronger than what Zhang Ruochen encountered before.

Any large formation can attack and kill without fear when encountering a step of the Holy King.

The radius of hundreds of miles is full of chaos, and all the old subordinates of the Central Empire of Shengming cannot heal their wounds with peace of mind, and are very worried about Zhang Ruochen's safety.

Zhang Ruochen and the one-eyed demon had a blow, and then his body flashed and fell to its head.

"Crash it up."

The holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body was running wildly, and he roared and pointed his finger at one of the 99-returning formations.

Above the 99-Nine Returning Formation, the space vibrated violently, making a "crackling" sound, and then it began to collapse from the inside out, forming a hole with a diameter of dozens of feet.

Inside the hole, it is pitch black and dull, which is the empty space that can exterminate all living beings.

Seventy or eighty of the ninety-nine Rakshasa Marquis who formed this 99-nine-return formation were swallowed by the void space. When outside the void space, their powerful bodies turned into billions of particles like sand sculptures.

Only a few survived death, but they were all scared and terrified.

That Zhang Ruochen was really terrible. He could make the space collapse with just one finger. How could he fight? No one was his opponent at all.

"Rumbling."

The surrounding space is constantly being broken.

Zhang Ruochen wore blood armor, like an evil demon, breaking through one formation after another of ninety-nine return. I don’t know how many Rakshasa marquis were swallowed by the void space, and their corpses remained.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen was as fast as lightning and could use space movement. Even if they could activate the power of the formation, it would be difficult to attack him.

The five first-class marquis were also a little scared at this moment.

This guy Zhang Ruochen is even more like a ferocious demon from hell than them. In his small body, it seems that he contains volcanoes and endless holy power like a scorching sun.

In the distance, on the top of a holy mountain, there is a magnificent magic palace.

It has never happened before, like flying from the sky.

The Demon Palace is made of the skull of a great saint, which is more than 700 feet high. The surface is covered with a layer of demonic iron containing mysterious power, dotted with various holy jades and strange stones.

There are still some of the remnants of the Great Saint, sealed inside the Demon Palace.

When an ordinary saint comes within a hundred feet of the Demon Palace, he will be shocked by the great saint's aura and kneel on the ground.

Princess Rakshasa's injuries have been healed and become energetic again.

Holding a holy staff, she stood straight in the center of the Demon Palace, looking around and observing the battlefield under her feet. Finally, her phoenix eyes stared at the area where the Blood Nether Python and Zhang Ruochen were.

Behind Princess Rakshasa, an old voice sounded, "Princess, the divine envoy from Guanghan Realm, has the achievements of space, not inferior to you. If you continue to let him continue to kill, it may cause considerable losses to our clan."

The speaker is a gray-haired old woman.

The old woman's eyebrows were intertwined with evil patterns, connected into a vertical eye. She also held a holy staff in her hand.

It is called a holy staff, but it is more like a spear, because the top of the holy staff is quite sharp.

Princess Rakshasa hesitated for a moment before asking: "Senior sister, what are you going to do?"

The old woman was the disciple of one of the masters of Princess Rakshasa, named Ji Hua, and her mental power was much stronger than Princess Rakshasa, reaching the fifty-sixth level. Ji Hua's attainments in the formation were even more unfathomable and could be called a "saint master".

The Thousand Star Array was arranged by her.

"Stay in the space and erase it."

Ji Hua's eyes showed his murderous intent, and then he smiled sinisterly: "In terms of talent and appearance, there are only a handful of heroes who deserve the princess in the whole world, but he can be considered one. So, I'm afraid that the princess will not be willing to kill him."

"He is a peerless genius in the Heavenly Court Realm, but I am a princess in the Hell Realm. She is incompatible. What can I bear to let go?"

After saying this, Princess Rakshasa changed her words again and said, "But, the master once made a prediction that whoever can take off the Wansheng Sugar Clothes on me will be the one who is my destiny."

"That divine messenger in Guanghan Realm is that person?"

Ji Hua widened his eyes and showed an incredible look.

"Um."

Princess Rakshasa is very complicated inside.

When Zhang Ruochen took off his simple clothes from Wansheng, Princess Rakshasa was a little at a loss and was very puzzled. Why did that person come from the Heavenly Kingdom?

Is this a joke God played with her, or is it that the master’s prophecy was wrong?

Ji Hua pondered for a moment, then smiled again: "The master said that you should be ruthless in this life and your future achievements will be higher. Perhaps she is just hinting that when you meet the person who is in the fate, you should kill him immediately, so as not to be trapped by love and eventually hurt yourself."

Princess Rakshasa also understands this principle, but she is also a woman who has been practicing alone for more than a hundred years. Naturally, she is full of curiosity about the person in her destiny, wants to know him, and wants to know what it feels like to stay with her.

The smarter a person is, the more curious heavier he is.

And that curiosity can often make smart people die without a place to bury them.

"His princess has already been trapped in?"

Seeing that Princess Rakshasa did not speak for a long time, Ji Hua asked with some concern.

Princess Rakshasa put away her mood and said, "How is that possible?"

"Since that's the case, kill him today so that he will not disturb your mood in the future."

A terrifying mental power surged out from Ji Hua's holy heart and injected into the holy staff.

The holy staff made a harsh sound, and then turned into a stream of light, rushed out of the Demon Palace, cut through the sky, and finally landed on the battlefield where Zhang Ruochen and the Blood Nether Python were.

"Boom."

The nine-foot-long holy staff was inserted into the ground, and in an instant, it became nine hundred feet high, as if it had turned into a pillar that held the sky, making the space within a radius of thousands of miles solidified more than a hundred times.

The air seemed to have become solid, and when ordinary warriors came here, they might not be able to move all over.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation and spatial attainments, it is difficult to tear up space and it is difficult to use the means of space transfer.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the Demon Palace in the distance and saw Princess Rakshasa and Ji Hua's figures.

The Blood-Ming Python laughed loudly: "Saint Master Ji Hua used the Qianxu Holy Staff to fix the space, and Zhang Ruochen's space methods have been abolished."

"Zhang Ruochen, who cannot use space power, is a trapped beast, and it is not worthy of evidence."

The Marquis of Rakshasa, who was originally frightened, suddenly became more confident and made long whistles, as if after the space was fixed, Zhang Ruochen could only surrender.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold and did not retreat, but instead rushed forward. A dragon shadow appeared on one arm, an image shadow appeared on the other arm, a phoenix shadow appeared on one foot, and a phoenix shadow appeared on the other foot.

"Bang bang."

Every time the palm falls, a Marquis of Rakshasa must be beaten into pieces. Very few people can catch Zhang Ruochen's attack without death.

Zhang Ruochen pushed directly over and killed a large area, leaving only bloody remains of corpses on the ground.

At the beginning, more than a thousand Rakshasa Marquis were besieging the saints of the Central Empire of the Holy Ming Dynasty. It only took two quarters of an hour to pass, and there were less than three hundred Rakshasa Marquis who were still alive.

The Blood Nether Python was quite angry. You know, His Highness the Princess was standing in the Demon Palace and looking at this area. Its more than a thousand Rakshasa Marquises were unable to defeat a human at the most holy realm, but instead caused heavy losses to its own side. What future does it have in the Rakshasa clan in the future?

"Go to die for me."

The Blood Nether Python rushed out from the Marquis of Rakshasa who had retreated and fled one by one, and attacked Zhang Ruochen.
Chapter completed!