However, before the black divine monument fell, it was broken into pieces with a loud bang.

At the same time, Kong Lanyou flew out from the center of the shattered divine monument, surrounded by colorful holy light, like a peacock goddess, striding towards the King of Winning.

With every step you take, you can cross dozens of miles of distance, and the world seems to become a little small under her feet.

"How is that possible?" Zhongying Wang showed an incredible expression.

For a long time, the Palm of the Universe God Stele has been the most proud master of the unique skill of King Zhongying. It is invincible and can be defeated.

How could I have thought that it would be broken so easily?

Wang Duoduo was not allowed to win, and Kong Lanyou had already arrived in front of him, and hit him with a finger, pointing to his eyebrows.

Seven colorful lights gathered towards the fingertips.

This finger took the time to take the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles, and even the rules of heaven and earth became a little confused.

King Zhongying pinched out his palm technique again and exerted the power of the hundred saints.

Behind him, the phantom of Bai Sheng also punched a palm and hit Kong Lanyou in front.

"Puff."

Kong Lanyou's fingers penetrated the palm of Zhongying Wang.

Immediately afterwards, she turned her fingers into palms and shot three palm prints in a row, hitting Zhongying Wang's palm, chest, and left brain respectively.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After suffering three consecutive heavy blows, more than half of the evil aura on Zhongying King's body dissipated, his body was sunken, his neck bone was broken, and he vomited blood, and he flew out to the right.

Kong Lanyou's palm and the peacock flame carried by the peacock burned the body of Zhongying King. No matter what means Zhongying King uses, he could not extinguish the flame.

His body, like a piece of burnt red iron, began to melt.

King Zhongying realized the huge gap between him and Kong Lanyou, so he did not dare to continue fighting. He flew to the White Bone Altar, drove the altar, and immediately flew towards the direction of the Pluto Sword Tomb.

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the horizon.

Only the Qingtian Blood Emperor can resolve the peacock fire on his body, so he must rush back immediately.

Kong Lanyou stood in the air, staring quietly at the escaped Zhongying King, without taking action to intercept him.

Because, she deliberately let the King of Winning.

"The Qingtian Blood Emperor will also consume at least 20% of his cultivation when he helps King Zhongying to dissolve the peacock fire on his body."

Her eyes looked down, staring at Indra, and said, "Master, do you want to go to the Tomb of the Sword of the Pluto together?"

Indra looked at the devastated earth, with flames burning everywhere, sighed and said, "The serious criminals who are imprisoned in the Netherworld Hell must not escape. For humans, it is a catastrophe."

"Since the war has spread to Sikong Zen Temple, I am afraid I can no longer be able to protect myself."

"Let's go! You have to go and meet the Qingtian Blood Emperor for a while. Let's see how powerful the immortal blood clan will be in eight hundred years?"

Kong Lanyou looked at Zhang Ruochen again, and finally stepped out, as if she had penetrated a certain barrier between heaven and earth. When her steps fell, she had already appeared in the Pluto Sword Tomb.

Indra also rushed to the Sword Tomb of the Hades, and only Zhang Ruochen, Grand Sikong, Second Sikong and Little Sikong were left in Sikong Temple.

"Since Lan You and Master Indra rushed to the Tomb of the Sword of the King, and the siege of the imperial army, the Netherworld Hell should not be lost." Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

No matter what, the Immortal Vampire is the public enemy of human beings, and no one wants them to release Pluto.

"Hey! Where is the second prince of the Immortal Vampire?"

Er Sikong's fingers grabbed his scalp.

Zhang Ruochen glanced over and did not see the second prince.

I don’t know if he had already escaped in the chaos or died in the aftermath of the Saint-level battle just now?

Without thinking too much, Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged, swallowed a mouthful of Xuanwu Holy Blood, pinched a holy stone in each of his hands, and began to do his best to restore the holy energy in his body.

By dawn, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation had recovered 70% to 80%.

Zhang Ruochen stood up, moved his wrists and ankles, stood halfway up the mountain, and looked down at the bottom of the mountain.

The originally lush forests have completely turned into scorched earth, and in some places, flames are burning, melting the soil into magma.

At this time, a smell of rice wafted out of the Zen temple.

Zhang Ruochen stood up and followed the fragrance to the dining hall in the Zen temple.

I saw that Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Xiao Sikong, who was only three or four years old, were eating vegetarian food in three directions of a yellow-brown wooden table.

There were corn porridge, steamed buns, bamboo shoots, and some green fruits on the table. Although they were very vegetarian, they were quite rich.

Outside the Zen temple, there was just a battle of life and death. The land of a thousand miles of land was transformed into terrain. It was incredible that they could eat and sleep as usual like nothing happened.

When Da Sikong saw Zhang Ruochen walking in, he immediately put down the bowl, knocked on the table with his fist, and shouted: "Second junior brother, look at the way you eat, like a beggar who is hungry, and doesn't look like a Buddhist practitioner? Didn't you see Mr. Zhang coming in? Why don't you go and make him a bowl of vegetarian rice?"

"oh!"

Er Sikong immediately put down the bowl and walked towards the kitchen.

Da Sikong smiled at Zhang Ruochen with a big face and said, "The second junior brother is like that. He is still young and not very sensible. Don't be surprised by Mr. Zhang. Sit quickly, sit quickly, why do you always care about the vegetarian food in the Zen temple?"

Zhang Ruochen walked to a wooden table beside the window, sat down, and looked at the pagoda outside the window and the red flowers wrapped around the railings. For some reason, his mood became extremely quiet.

This meditation temple is a truly pure place. It was only because of his arrival that the purity here was broken, and I felt a little guilty in my heart.

Uncontrollably, Zhang Ruochen sighed.

"What are you sighing?"

On the opposite side, a crisp and pleasant sound sounded, which was extremely beautiful, like a clear spring and a rock flowing on the bright moon.

Zhang Ruochen looked over carefully. At some point, there was already a beautiful white woman sitting on the seat opposite him.

Zhang Ruochen immediately looked to the right and saw an old monk unknowingly sitting on the chair, as if he had been sitting there all the time.

It is obvious that Kong Lanyou and Master Indra had just returned to Sikong Zen Temple.

Zhang Ruochen immediately asked, "Senior Kong..., have the Immortal Vampire in the Pluto Sword Tomb retreated? What is the result of the battle?"

"You answer my question first."

Kong Lanyou's beautiful eyes were like two black gems, staring straight at Zhang Ruochen, as if he wanted to see through him.

Zhang Ruochen pursed his lips and became calm. His fingers pointed at the red flowers wrapped around the window frame and said, "Look at how beautiful life is, but we are destroying all this. Shouldn't we sigh?"

Kong Lanyou shook his head gently and said, "No, it's not right."

"Isn't it right?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.

Kong Lanyou continued to shake his head without blinking, and said, "You shouldn't be so calm. As a normal person, when I sat opposite him, he should be in a state of fear and fear. He immediately stood up and knelt in front of me to bow and bow. But you didn't."

Zhang Ruochen was still calm and tapped the table with his fingers, saying, "Do you want to see me like that?"

"Of course I don't want it."

Kong Lanyou said again: "When you are trying to disguise yourself, even if you are me, you can't see any flaws. So, before returning to the Zen temple, I told Master Indra that I want to take a look quietly, what does it look like when you are not disguising yourself?"

"Did you see it? Then, can you tell me what I was like at that time?" Zhang Ruochen's voice trembled slightly when he said this.

Eight hundred years after he arrived, he has been carefully disguising himself and trying to hide the secrets in his heart.

Sometimes, even he almost forgot what he was like in the beginning?

Kong Lanyou's eyes were slightly red, and she said, "I saw that there was some sadness, some sorrow, some loneliness and loneliness on your body. You shouldn't have such emotions without experiencing the ups and downs of life."

Zhang Ruochen just sat there quietly, silent, but his eyes didn't dare to look at Kong Lanyou.

He wanted to tell Kong Lanyou all the truth immediately, but there were always some negative emotions that would emerge unconsciously and affect his decision.

"Mingtang has the surname Kong, not Zhang."

"That year, the Kong family took over the court of the Shengming Central Empire and took away the rights of the Zhang royal family."

"Is the woman's words still trustworthy?"

...

The sounds of curses and bloody scenes kept popping up in Zhang Ruochen's mind.

"Master Zhang, your vegetarian meal."

Er Sikong brought a wooden plate to the table and put a bowl of porridge, a plate of bamboo shoots, three steamed buns, and four green fruits in front of Zhang Ruochen.

In the other direction, Da Sikong called out: "I didn't see that Master and Senior Kong have returned. Why don't you go and serve two more bowls?"

"Go right away."

Er Sikong took the wooden plate and immediately went to the kitchen again.

Zhang Ruochen slowly let out a breath and tried to adjust his emotions so as not to be affected by the inner demons.

Gradually, his expression recovered, he held Qingzhu in his hand and took a sip.

Very sweet and fragrant, surprisingly delicious.

Kong Lanyou seemed to have noticed that Zhang Ruochen's condition was very dangerous just now, so he did not continue to force him.

She picked up a steamed bun, used her slender jade fingers to twist a small piece, put it into her crystal clear mouth, chewed it slowly, and looked particularly elegant.

Whether it was Kong Lanyou or Zhang Ruochen, they actually no longer had to eat grains and grains. However, the two were enjoying this rare tranquility of Sikong Zen Temple.

Zhang Ruochen pretended to be careless and looked at her.

Kong Lanyou's eating look was extremely cute and charming. His lips were even more like lotus tips, flawless, gently mixed, sometimes revealing snow-white teeth, each of which looked like a pearl.

At this moment, she didn't look like the Holy Ancestor of Mingtang, she was clearly the little girl from eight hundred years ago.

Everything seemed like I was back to my original appearance, having dinner together, taking morning class together, practicing sword together, and studying together.

Zhang Ruochen cherishes the moment very much because he doesn't know if there is any such opportunity in the future?

I hope that at this time, I can also be like before. Chi Yao sat aside, snatched the steamed bun in Kong Lanyou's hand a little domineeringly, stuffed a small piece into her mouth, and then put it in Zhang Ruochen's bowl, and said with a smile: "Lan You, you eat so much, what should I do if you gain weight? It's time to give it to your cousin, he should eat more."
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