"Zhang Ruochen, don't be arrogant. With the formations in the Hundred Clans's royal city, it is easy for me to kill you."

The staff in the rain master's hand hit the ground hard, and his mental power surged out like a tide. Suddenly, the number of formation inscriptions on the light curtain that blocked the six divine swords doubled.

Six divine swords were blown away.

A beam of divine formation flew out, causing the space to shake violently, shattering Zhang Ruochen's body into powder.

The long street was pierced, forming a gully dozens of miles long, which was shocking.

If the Hundred Clans Royal City can stand on the edge of the Hell Realm for so many years without being destroyed, the formations in the city are naturally extraordinary. If the great god comes, he will have to drink hatred.

This is the fundamental reason why Master Yu is so confident!

"It's just a thought of soul. Zhang Ruochen, your true body dares to come out and see him?" Master Yu's eyes scattered with divine light and searched everywhere.

"What's not to dare?"

Zhang Ruochen's voice came from above.

Master Rain looked up and saw Zhang Ruochen's free figure walking out of the space, holding the anti-divine monument, bombarding straight towards the formation light curtain below.

On the reverse god monument, divine texts flashed one by one, and strange divine light wrapped around Zhang Ruochen's body.

Master Yu had a little understanding of the God-Reverse Monument and snorted coldly: "Do you think the God-Reverse Monument can do everything? When the formation is so powerful that even the God King and the God Lord cannot break it, just rely on a monument?"

"All formation towers operate together to kill Zhang Ruochen."

Among the thirty-six small formation towers, each with a god is in charge.

They came from the thirty-six small tribes who surrendered to the Dark Temple, either false gods or true gods. Their spirits were released from their bodies and combined with the formation tower.

The light from the thirty-six formation towers surged, which shocked the entire Hundred Clan royal city.

Just when Master Rain was confident that Zhang Ruochen would be killed by the power of the divine formation, the four formation towers dim down, making the divine formation that could kill the great gods flawed.

The Anti-Divine Monument bombarded the flaws of the formation, and the bright light curtain was sunk downwards.

The inscription of the formation quickly dimmed and melted into an invisible state.

"Boom!"

Half of the God-Reverse Monument hit hard at the position where the Rain Master had just stood, and a large pit full of cracks was smashed in the square outside the Guanyun Formation Tower.

The rain master who retreated to the position of the Guanyun Formation Tower Tower Gate had an incredible look in his eyes and looked at the four formation towers that had just dimmed.

"No need to see it! Do you think the Dark Temple is already the lord of the Hundred Clans's royal city? Do you really treat my Yasha clan as a slave whom you can slaughter?"

The body of the Jade Spirit God is powerful, and his spirit is as majestic as the sea, and his delicate body carved from the divine jade falls from the sky.

The gods in the four formation towers saluted her one after another.

The Jade Spirit God and the Yasha clan leader entered the city early, so naturally they had their own purpose.

How could it be possible to attack the Guanyun Formation Tower without making arrangements in advance?

Master Yu said: "Yu Ling Shen, it seems that you are really tired of living. How dare you go against the Dark Temple?"

"The Dark Temple is too bullying. Not only does it extend your hand to the royal city of hundreds of clans, but it also wants my Yaksha tribe to be a slave and a servant forever. Today, the Yaksha tribe must fight and will never be afraid of your Dark Temple. Even if you die, you will die."

The divine sound of the Jade Spirit God spread throughout the royal city of hundreds of clans: "Where are the monks of the Yaksha clans? Can they have the courage to fight with the gods? Slay foreign enemies and do not become slaves."

"Yaksha monks have been there!"

"Punish foreign enemies and do not be slaves."

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The monks of the Yaksha clan are spread throughout the entire royal city of the hundred clans. How can the Dark Temple be killed?

In recent days, the Yaksha tribe has been bullied so cruelly that it has long been aspiring to resist. However, without the leader, it is like a mess of sand.

The Jade Spirit God came in person, which was equivalent to tying a battle flag for them.

A young saint of the Yasha tribe crawled out from the underground of a manor, covered in mud, looking in the direction of the divine light emitted by the Jade Spirit God, and was so excited that he trembled all over.

He lifted his spear, pushed the door out, and shouted: "The backbone of the Yaksha tribe is constantly, and the blood is immortal. Fight!"

The Yasha tribe is in the holy land of the hundreds of tribes' royal city, "Night Rain Sea", and the gate is opened, and soldiers wearing holy armor gush out from it like a tide, rushing towards the direction where the divine light is.

"The Yaksha tribe is the king of the royal city of hundreds of clans. This is the foundation laid by the ancestors, and no force is allowed to be involved."

"The Dark Temple insults our clan so much. Even if we die today, we will fight."

...

In the entire city, there were Yaksha monks rushing out, some rushed towards the Guanyun Formation Tower, and some fought directly with the monks of the Dark Temple in the city.

Someone else rushed into the army of the Dark Temple and exploded the holy source.

This is the influence of the gods. With just one sentence, the monks of a clan can fight with her, and they will die without regrets.

Master Rain looked at the thick smoke in the city and the sound of killing sounds everywhere, and was still calm, and smiled and said, "Yu Ling Shen, the leader of the Yasha clan is the Night Sky God Lord, you are just a sinner of the Yasha clan."

A powerful divine power emanated from the Guanyun Formation Tower, and dense rule divine patterns hit Yu Ling Shen and Zhang Ruochen like a tide.

The Night Sky God walked out of the Guanyun Formation Tower, with a tall body and a triangular head. A green flame blazed above his head, and he scolded in a deep voice: "Yu Ling Shen, you have made a big mistake before and caused a big disaster. Now, do you want to destroy the Yaksha clan?"

Zhang Ruochen said, "This is a bad word! As far as I know, the legend about the sword world is to push it out with one hand. The purpose is not to find a false sword world, but to take the opportunity to put people on the edge of the Hell Realm to seize the royal city of the hundred clans."

"It can be said that even if the Jade Spirit God does not take action, the Dark Temple will inevitably deal with the three major tribes with huge influence here. Your Night Sky God is afraid of the Dark Temple and is willing to slaughter the territories captured by your ancestors, but the Jade Spirit God is not so weak."

"If you become the leader of the Yasha clan, the Yasha clan will be really out of salvation!"

“Is there a place where you speak?”

The God of Night Sky roared and punched out, and the divine patterns in the sky pressed towards Zhang Ruochen.

The Jade Spirit God supported a space barrier, blocked the Night Sky God's punch for Zhang Ruochen, and said: "Night Sky, take back the Hundred Clans Royal City with this god, rescue the detained and enslaved tribe members, and drive the invaders out of the city."

The God of Night Sky looked up at the black temple floating in the distance and said, "Don't think about going against the trend. Times are different. The Yaksha clan is no longer a big clan. In front of the Dark Temple, we are too weak. Jade Spirit God, you should be able to make up for your merits. The Lord of the Palace is broad-minded and will spare your previous guilt."

The Jade Spirit God was disappointed and said, "Submit before you resist, kneel down so quickly. Keeping you in the world will only cause disaster to the Yasha clan."

A seal appeared in her white palm, breaking through the regular divine pattern like a river and a sea, and rushing towards the God of the Night Sky.

"Han Yuling, I see that you have lost your mind by Zhang Ruochen's little face and want to bring the Yaksha tribe into the abyss of extermination. Damn it, you."

The God of Night Sky was furious, and the green divine light surged out from above his head and turned into a hot sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, thousands of beasts rush, burning the world and burning holes into the stable space here.

The Jade Spirit God came prepared and held up his hands. A three-foot-long temple appeared, rotating slowly and flying, becoming larger and larger...

It is the Yasha Ancestor Temple.

This temple contains a lot of mysteries, and is held in the hands of the Jade Spirit God, which is even more terrifying than ordinary artifacts.

Seeing the Yasha Ancestor Temple, the Night Sky God immediately showed horror and cursed: "Bitch, you really want to make the Yasha clan doom!"

The Jade Spirit God standing outside the Yasha Ancestor Temple, with fluttering clothes and beautiful skin, igniting an ancient formation in the Ancestor Temple. Suddenly, a phantom of the Yasha Ancestor appeared, emitting a terrifying aura.

"Boom!"

The phantom of the ancestor of the Yaksha clan beat the God of Night Sky into a chaotic space of time and space with light and darkness.

The influence of the Yasha Ancestor Temple has affected most of the hundreds of clan royal cities. The more central the area, the more chaotic the time and space are. The chaotic time and space are caused by the large number of divine formations and divine patterns in the Ancestor Temple.

This is the ultimate foundation of the Yaksha clan, one of the ten major tribes in the hell world in the past. Zhang Ruochen suspected that the Jade Spirit God who was in charge of the Yaksha Ancestor Temple could challenge the God King.

"Little white face?"

Zhang Ruochen touched his face. Does his face have such great charm?

Seeing that the situation was not good, Master Yu wanted to retreat to the Guanyun Formation Tower, but was intercepted by a blue divine beast that looked like a lion and tiger, and was knocked out and flew out.

The leader of the Yaksha clan stood on the back of the blue beast and mobilized a large amount of lightning with his mental power, slashing straight towards the rain master, forming an ocean of lightning.

Also appearing with the Yaksha clan leader is the Fire Ghost clan leader?

The clan leader stood in Baishi Square, looking around at the thirty-six formation towers, and his ghost energy surged into the sky, and said loudly: "The Hundred Clans Royal City is the sacred city of hundreds of clans. Whoever continues to join the Dark Temple, will the three major tribes attack it together."

The three major tribes have accumulated power in the Hundred Clans royal city for a long time and their influence is much greater than that of the Dark Temple.

All the gods in the formation towers were dizzy? The clan leader's divine voice was shocked and hesitated.

"I'll leave it to the two clan leaders here! It's better to be more decisive when it comes to killing."

Zhang Ruochen was still very confident in these two patriarchs who were in charge of the clan. He held the Anti-Sheng Monument and walked out of the square covered by thirty-six formation towers.

A divine sword floating on his right side suddenly sounded loudly, turning into a bright sword light and slashed out.

"Puff!"

Blood flashed.

An immortal blood clan god who was about to break in was chopped by the magic sword and fell back, hitting the city, smashing a large area of ​​the building on the ground.

The magic sword just slashed a shallow blood mark on his chest, but failed to seriously damage it.

A strange look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes and said, "The cultivation level is not weak, who is coming?"

"I am the Qingtian tribe, Qingyuntai!"

The immortal blood clan god's voice was like thunder, and a substantial blood-colored ocean appeared above his head. You could hear the sound of the rolling waves of the sea of ​​blood.

The Grand Priest of the Qingtian Tribe is one of the strongest people who are qualified to become the leader of the Immortal Blood Clan!

Qingyuntai is the clan’s brother of the Qingtian tribe, and an ancient god who has practiced for more than 400,000 years.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "It turns out that he is a wise and powerful wise man of the Immortal Vampire Clan. Sorry, he accidentally injured his senior just now."

Qingyuntai felt extremely harsh when he apologized.

What a status and cultivation he is, he is actually injured in the hands of a dirty junior with bloodline in one encounter. It is a very shameful and humiliating.

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