The battlefield of the sky hunting battlefield is vast and the six-colored star fog is spread brilliantly, attracting endless imagination.

"Wow—"

In a red star mist that was as sticky as blood plasma, an old man from the angel tribe stood on a cosmic rock more than 200 meters long, with holy light flowing in his eyes and looking into the distance.

He was very old, with dense wrinkles on his face, quite hunched, and the angel wings on his back were tattered. He obviously suffered a lot of torture in the Hell Realm.

This is the only way to return to the stars of the Immortal Vampire Clan.

A golden light spot appeared in this starry sky in the distance.

It's a person.

His figure emits golden light all over his body, and he walks in the void. Every time he takes a step, he can jump a very long distance. It is Zhang Ruochen, who is fruitless and ready to return to the star of the Immortal Vampire clan.

This old man from the angel clan is named Ci Haikong.

He turned around and rushed into the red star mist, and said to the Great Saint of Tiannu who was hiding inside, "That traitor Zhang Ruochen is here!"

In the red star fog, a great sage used his holy blood to carve the formation inscriptions, which could cover up their aura.

Including the old man from the Angel clan, Shi Haikong, a total of twelve Tiannu from the Hundred Shackle Realm gathered in the red star fog, there were great saints of the demon clan who were like lizards, bald man with beards, and plant life growing in the vortex of the water flow...

When they heard the name "Zhang Ruochen", they all released a strong murderous aura.

The plant life growing in the vortex of water flow released light spots all over the body, transforming into a gray-haired old woman.

Her eyes were grim and she said, "Zhang Ruochen was originally a world-class master who spent countless resources to cultivate in Heaven, but he took the initiative to surrender to the Hell Realm. Such a huge traitor must be cut into pieces."

Ji Haikawa said: "Although Zhang Ruochen escaped from the ghost clan star, his body was covered in blood and should have suffered serious injuries. Today is a great time to eliminate evil and kill evil."

A dwarf who was so thin that he had only skin bones, sat on a crystal clear rock in the star fog, and recited: "In the Holy Prison, I heard that Zhang Ruochen slaughtered a large number of young geniuses in my heaven world on the merit battlefield of Kunlun Realm, so that he could be qualified to join the hell world."

"I have been imprisoned in the Hell Realm for six hundred years. I have to kill a valuable Hell Realm monk and return to the Heaven Realm before I can be valued again. Zhang Ruochen is the best candidate."

This dwarf, named Zhishu, is the only great saint of the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm present.

What is surprising is that there is actually a war soldier in his hand.

It was a silver axe with a handle higher than his body. On the axe, there were sun patterns on one side and moon patterns on the other side, and there were king-level inscriptions flowing on the axe.

This three-yuan king's holy weapon battle axe was a weapon seized by a great saint of the stone clan who killed a great saint of the stone clan.

Ci Haikong sneered: "It's strange that so many of us gathered together, and it's impossible to kill Zhang Ruochen. Now we'll..."

"Boom."

The explosion sounded.

The space covered by the Holy Blood Array pattern was subjected to unknown attacks and trembled violently.

"I've come here, is it meaningful to hide my head and expose my tail?"

Zhang Ruochen's voice turned into ripples of sound waves, passing through the Holy Blood Array pattern and entering their ears.

The faces of the twelve great saints in the Hundred Shackle Realm all changed.

The dwarf suddenly stood up, his body was covered in holy light, and the battle axe in his hand released a dazzling silver light.

"No, Zhang Ruochen actually attacked him. How did he know that we are hiding here?"

Ci Haikong's eyes were solemn, and he showed a look of guilt, saying, "It should be that when I was observing him just now, he noticed it. This son's perception and mental power should be very terrible."

"boom!"

Outside, launch another attack.

There was a tremor in the space, and a large number of holy blood array patterns became dim.

The temperature around it rose sharply, like a melting furnace.

The twelve great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm were shocked and confused. One of them discovered that there were clusters of white pure divine fires that burned through the inscriptions of the formation and floated into the formation.

"The Emperor's Flame Pure the Divine Fire."

A bald man with a bearded face, his right arm was stained with Jingmiao Divine Fire, and his sleeve immediately burned. The Great Sage's skin, which was thousands of times tougher than the black iron, was burned red and seemed to melt.

It is also the Emperor Flame. The higher the level of the monk, the more rules of the fire path they integrate into, the greater the power of the flame.

Today, Zhang Ruochen's pure and destructive divine fire has the terrifying power of the Great Saint of the Hundred Shackles Realm of Refining the Hundred Shackles.

Ten golden wings on Zhang Ruochen's back spread out, floating above the red star fog, releasing a continuous stream of pure destruction divine fire, completely covering the red star fog with a diameter of 300 miles below, turning into a white sea of ​​fire.

The stability of the entire starry sky is rising sharply.

"Zhang Ruochen wants to kill all of us here, break through immediately, and go out to fight him."

The white-haired old woman let out a long roar, and her white hair stood upside down, turning into a vine made of white jade, winding and growing rapidly, passing through the flame layer of the Jingmiao Divine Fire, and hitting Zhang Ruochen floating above.

Although she is a plant life and is afraid of flames, her cultivation level is high enough to withstand the burning of the Jingmiao Divine Fire in a short time.

"Lingfeng Vine."

Zhang Ruochen said softly, ignoring the white vines that rushed over. However, the Holy Flower of Food rushed out of his back and turned into wisteria wrapped in lightning, spreading downwards.

"Master, this Lingfeng vine belongs to me!"

Mo Yin's enchanting figure walked out from behind Zhang Ruochen, with long legs, soft waist, black lace on his chest, and snow-white skin looming.

Hundreds of thunder and lightning wisteria flew out from the five snow onions fingers on her right hand.

Two waves of vines, one up and one after another, touch each other.

Thunder and hurricane impact.

"Bang bang."

The white spiritual wind vine did not last long and was struck by lightning and turned into black smoke.

The sacred flower devoured too many outstanding figures, and Zhang Ruochen's demigod body, nourished himself and gained endless benefits. Now that the Taoist fruit is ripe, its combat power is enough to compete with the strong people at the top level of the Hundred Shackle Realm.

How could a mere Lingfeng Vine be its opponent?

"It's the Holy Flower!"

The white-haired old woman was injured by lightning and made a dull sound from her mouth.

Suddenly, she sensed something. She looked up and saw hundreds of thunder and lightning wisterias that ate the Holy Flower, like rain, passing through the flame layer of the Pure Destroy Divine Fire, wrapping and entangling her body.

"not good."

Before the white-haired old woman could dodge, she was penetrated by the buds on the top of the thunder and lightning wisteria.

In an instant, thousands of lightnings slashed on her body.

"ah……"

The white-haired old woman screamed in pain and almost fainted.

The moment the thunder and lightning wisteria rushed into the flame layer of the Pure Destroy Divine Fire, the other eleven great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm instinctively retreated backwards.

After seeing the experience of the white-haired old woman, they were about to rescue her, but the thunder and lightning wisteria dragged the white-haired old woman's body and instantly flew out of the space where the Holy Blood Array Pattern was.

"Chase!"

The angel's wings on the back of the sea and the sky spread out, turning into a white light, rising into the sky.

"Paila."

A thunder and lightning wisteria, one meter thick in diameter, was pulled out from above the flame layer of the Jingmiao Divine Fire, hit Chi Haikong's body, and beat him to the point of vomiting blood and falling back.

The remaining ten great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm became even more ugly.

Even if Zhang Ruochen was injured, he seemed to be very powerful, and he also had the helper of the Saint Flower.

In an instant, the spiritual wind vine that can capture the Baisha Realm, and the combat power of the Saint-eating flower on Zhang Ruochen is at least at the level of the Great Perfection of the Baisha Realm.

Today's battle is probably not as easy as they imagined.

"The Holy Blood Array Pattern can last for up to ten breaths. You can't sit still and wait for death. Take action together and fight out."

The dwarf grabbed the silver battle axe with both hands, mobilizing the holy energy in his body continuously and injecting it into the axe.

The silver light bursting from the silver battle axe was even more dazzling. Each light was like a sharp blade, which could kill monks in the holy realm.

"Break it for me."

The silver battle axe slashed upwards, forming a huge axe shadow that was hundreds of miles long, dividing the red star fog into two, and tearing a crack into the flame layer of the Jingmiao Divine Fire with a destructive force.

The shadow of the axe seemed to have the power to create the world and slashed straight towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen, who was controlling the Purification Divine Fire, just stared at Axe Shadow and closed his eyes.

"Crash."

Tens of millions of space rules flew out from the middle of their eyebrows, freezing the space in front of them, turning into a space shield that was 1,000 meters thick.

The shadow of the axe slashed on the space shield, shattering the frozen space layer by layer, sinking more than 500 meters deep.

"The power is too weak, and it is far from hurting me." Zhang Ruochen said indifferently.

The dwarf roared, and his two thick arms released red lights, making their power stronger. With a "boom", they shattered all the space shields that were thousands of meters thick.

As the axe shadow was about to fall on Zhang Ruochen's head, two space cracks flew out from Zhang Ruochen's pupils, directly cutting the axe shadow into three pieces, and then dissipated in the void.
To be continued...