Facing the Supreme Holy Artifact, Qidie knew very well that he would never be able to stop it and would be beaten to death.

So, the blood-red butterfly slapped the wings and pulled hundreds of thousands of blood patterns on the ground, twisting and wrapping them into a blood river. She motivated the power of hundreds of thousands of holy realms Tiannu who arranged the blood pattern trap to herself.

The red and golden light column and the blood river were in contact, and the violent power quickly spread to the entire Snow Stone Ancient City.

Even the outer blood-patterned formation light curtain was shaken violently, as if it was about to be torn to pieces.

The supreme power continuously evaporated and melted the blood patterns in the blood river. The two forces fought against ten breaths, and tens of thousands of holy realms were refined into ashes.

In such a confrontation, the life of the saint is like grass, like ants, and is destroyed in pieces.

It is precisely for this reason that the merit battle between heaven and hell will not allow the Great Sage to enter the battlefield within the realm. The Great Sage's destructive power is too terrible, and it is a catastrophe for ordinary creatures.

Qidie was extremely crazy and didn't care about the lives of those Tiannu. She laughed fiercely: "The power of the Supreme Holy Artifact is indeed powerful, but in the star field space covered by the Dark Star, there is no spiritual energy to replenish the consumption of the body. Zhang Ruochen, how long can you last?"

Zhang Ruochen was indeed exhausted. The holy energy in his body was seriously consumed, and even if he had four holy sources, he could not withstand it.

The consumption of holy energy by the supreme holy weapon is too great.

"Don't worry, killing you is more than enough."

Zhang Ruochen looked down and saw that the Great Sen Luo Emperor and hundreds of immortal blood clan great saints had already attacked the formation of Tiannu in the holy realm, killing people and horses.

Holy blood flows into a river on the streets.

Because a large number of Tiannu in the Holy Realm died, the blood river controlled by the Qidou is gradually weakening.

"Mo Yin, you can control the Purple Gold Gourd."

Zhang Ruochen's body moved horizontally to the right, and then burst out with extreme speed and rushed towards the blood-red butterfly dozens of feet long. While flying, he took out a holy source, pinched it to pieces with his five fingers, and turned it into a sacred rain of light.

All the light rains were absorbed into Zhang Ruochen.

The holy energy that was originally severely consumed was restored to most of the time in an instant.

Mo Yin and Zhang Ruochen fought against the battlefield of the sky hunting battlefield. I don’t know how many Tiannu have been sucked. Now, their strength has improved to a higher level. They are more powerful than the top ten strong people in the Hundred Shackle Realm, such as the Knife Prison Emperor and the Fenghou, who are two or three points tall.

To be honest, if Wujiang had not obtained a great opportunity in the Nether Clan's own clan star, he might not have taken advantage of him when fighting with the current Demon Sound.

The reason why Zhang Ruochen subdued the Holy Flower of Food into a parasitic plant, retained its spiritual consciousness, and provided it with a steady stream of food is that he valued its potential. He valued that it can continue to grow before becoming a god.

Unlike other monks, there are all kinds of bottlenecks.

After becoming a parasitic plant, it can even share some of Zhang Ruochen's enlightenment. Zhang Ruochen's various powers and Taoisms practiced, he is more or less proficient in it.

Such a holy flower is rare in the entire universe.

Of course, it is worth Zhang Ruochen to devote all his strength to cultivate it.

Now is the time when the Holy Flower of Food is truly displayed and it should be valuable.

Mo Yin's two snow-white palms pressed on the bottom of the purple gold gourd, and were shaken by the power burst out from the Blood River and flew backwards to the ground. After falling on the snow stone street, it still retreated.

But……

She finally blocked it!

The magic sound had long hair flying, cutting off more than a dozen Saint King Tiannu who wanted to sneak attack from behind into more than a hundred sections. A happy smile appeared on his charming face, saying, "I haven't tasted the taste of the Great Sage of the Sixty-sixth level mental power!"

"not good."

Qidie discovered that the monk holding the supreme holy weapon had changed, and immediately realized the danger.

Unfortunately it's too late!

With Zhang Ruochen's current speed, as long as the opponent makes a mistake, he will die without a place to die.

"No need to look for it, on it."

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the Divine Fire Cloud, activates the power of Yan Shen's legs, falling from the sky, and pressing on the back of the blood-red butterfly.

"Bang!"

The blood-red butterfly is the saint of the mental power of the Qibutter. It cannot withstand the power of Zhang Ruochen's kick. It explodes like a balloon and turns into a red ray of light all over the sky.

Zhang Ruochen's feet pressed on Qidie's original body and stepped on her from the sky to the ground.

"Boom."

The ancient city of Snow Stone is the body of Emperor Le, and it is also an ancient city. Each stone is as hard as holy jade, and can be called an undestroyed city.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on this step, but he sank a large area of ​​stone land in the city.

Qidie is not only a powerful spiritual saint, but also a great saint of the Qianwen Realm of Martial Arts. His body is naturally very powerful. However, Zhang Ruochen's kick was trampled into blood and blood, and his body penetrated, almost breaking into two pieces from his waist.

Zhang Ruochen used his divine flame to refine the unicorn butterfly under his feet.

"After the mental power reaches level 66, it is not so easy to be killed. You can't kill me, you can't kill... Even if my body is completely destroyed, my mental power can be immortal."

Qidie laughed sternly, and then she shattered her body and broke into pieces.

Each piece of broken flesh and blood seemed to have consciousness. Every drop of blood sprinkled on the ground seemed to have an independent soul.
Chapter completed!