The immortal blood clans of the Qingtian tribe all laughed excitedly, feeling that success or failure was decided, and the human race's time and space successor will undoubtedly die.

Not necessarily, they can also drink some blood from the descendants of time and space to improve their physical fitness.

"A man who can cast legends is about to fall. Is he really looking forward to how delicious his blood is?"

Princess Yanxin's **** gently licked her red lips, and her beautiful eyes showed a hot light.

The Blood Saint Zuo Tian was carrying his arms, looking at leisure and contentment, and said with a smile: "It is still necessary for the Prince's move to kill Zhang Ruochen cleanly."

Chang Wan raised his four arms, and every inch of his skin was covered with blood and red light, and said in a deep voice: "As long as I give me a little more time, I can suppress Zhang Ruochen."

Princess Yanxin glanced at Chang Wan lightly, showing a disdainful look, and said, "You are so embarrassed to say that you have already passed the third quasi-saint tribulation, but you can't take a seventh-level half-saint. You are still the future king named by Lord Qingtian Blood Emperor himself. Is there only one skill?"

If others dared to mock him like this, Chang Wan would have already punched him.

However, the other party was Princess Yanxin, but Chang Wan was unable to take action. Not to mention the huge background behind Princess Yanxin, just her own strength made Chang Wan quite afraid.

In fact, Chang Wan was speechless in his heart. You must know that when he was a seventh-level half-saint, he could kill the ninth-level half-saint of the human race.

However, he has now passed the third quasi-holy tribulation, and is only one step away from the holy realm, and he cannot even get a seventh-level half-saint.

Is there anything more embarrassing than this?

"Why is Zhang Ruochen's life still fluctuating underground? Why is he not dead yet?"

Zuotian Blood Saint realized something was wrong, and the wrinkles on his forehead were all piled up together.

Chang Wan was very confident in Prince Qingtian and said, "With the strength of His Royal Highness, killing Zhang Ruochen is as easy as slaughtering a pig or a dog, and there is nothing to worry about..."

"Boom."

A loud noise came from the underground, and the air in the world shook violently.

Immediately afterwards, a figure bent his body and flew upside down from the ground, rushing to the air a hundred meters high before stopping.

Everyone looked over and stared at the figure, all of them were shocked.

That man turned out to be Prince Qingtian.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Prince Qingtian's mouth.

There was also a footprint of his shoe with blood marks on his abdomen. From this, it can be seen that Prince Qingtian was kicked out of the ground by someone.

Who has such powerful power to hurt Prince Qingtian and kick him out?

Is Zhang Ruochen?

Prince Qingtian stood in the air, his eyes were quite serious, and he stared at the dark cave below.

In the cave, colorful lights surged out and became stronger and stronger, causing colorful chaotic lights to rise up in the entire oasis.

Footsteps sounded.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the cave without any haste. There were many blood stains on his body, but all of them were covered by the colorful chaotic light.

Without any extra words, the 122 orifices on Prince Qingtian's body all emit dazzling light, as if carrying a starry sky, bursting with all its strength, and bombarding downwards at the same time with both palms.

This time, Zhang Ruochen not only did not dodge, but instead rushed up against the will of heaven and silently said: "Dragon travels to the Nine Heavens."

"Ao!"

The deafening dragon roars ran through thousands of miles away.

A dragon shadow that lasted ten miles long condensed around Zhang Ruochen's body, overlapping with his palm prints, colliding with the handprints made by Prince Qingtian.

"Bang."

The blue dragon shadow smashed Prince Qingtian's handprint to pieces. Zhang Ruochen's handprint hit Prince Qingtian's body, knocking him out again and throwing him to a higher sky.

Prince Qingtian spitted out blood from his mouth and suffered severe injuries.

The whole world was in a dead silence, staring at the scene in front of me in a daze.

Too shocking!

Prince Qingtian, who is ranked seventh in the "Semi-Saint Outer List", was beaten to vomit blood.

Why did Zhang Ruochen suddenly become so powerful?

He just stood calmly on the ground, and scared the immortal blood clans to retreat repeatedly, as if he was invincible in the world.

The smiles on all the faces of the Immortal Vampire disappeared, replaced by a look of fear.

The Blood Ant Beast King and the Corpse Archaeological Bird King took a breath, feeling their scalp numb, and immediately led the wild beasts present and retreated three hundred miles.

Now Zhang Ruochen puts them in no less pressure than the Demon Swallowing Dragon. If he does not retreat further, once Zhang Ruochen starts killing, they may not be able to escape.

Wan Huayu was also slightly stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and showed an excited smile: "I understand! The reason why Zhang Ruochen attacked the Qingtian tribe alone was to use the oppression of Prince Qingtian on him to break through to a higher level. Now it seems that his realm has been broken and the situation will reverse."

When all the human monks learned that Zhang Ruochen had broken through the realm, they were extremely excited.

Because, this means that in addition to the top-ranked worlds, the human race has another top-level strongman, which can intimidate all beast races.

Finally, Prince Qingtian stabilized his body and slowly landed on the ground.

The yellow robe on Prince Qingtian's body was broken, long and loose, no longer had the noble and elegant temperament, his eyes turned blood red, and he said, "Zhang Ruochen, you treat this prince as a whetstone to help you successfully break through to a new realm. Are you very proud now?"

Zhang Ruochen stood opposite Prince Qingtian, his eyes calmly as he said, "It's not that he has become a saint on his own, so he can't be proud of it. I can only say that from now on, he can finally fight you. If you don't use your true strength, I don't believe that the seventh person in "Semi-Saint Outer List" has only such a little power."

"Okay! I will fulfill your wishes." Prince Qingtian said.

Prince Qingtian had not taken action yet. The camp of the Immortal Blood Clan, the center of a large blood formation, the ninth-level half-saint of the Immortal Blood Clan who presided over the formation, combined with the power of the formation, controlled a tripod-shaped Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact and flew out, triggering the Thousand-Secret Destruction Power and suppressing Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at him and mobilized the holy energy in his body continuously. Then he slapped it out with a palm, colliding with the tripod-shaped thousand-patterned holy weapon.

"Bang."

The Thousand-patterned Holy Artifact flew out diagonally and hit the blood pool not far away, smashing the blood pool into pieces.

Sitting cross-legged around the blood pool, more than a hundred immortal blood clans who were practicing were under the impact of the fluctuation of power, all screaming.

Dozens of them were killed on the spot.

Using flesh and blood palms to knock off the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact and ignore the Thousand-Secret Destruction Power. Before this, only the Demon Swallowing Heavenly Demon Dragon had used such a method.

This scene was quite shocking and made people feel scared.

"Let's take action together to help His Highness suppress Zhang Ruochen."

A bright holy light radiated from Chang Wan's body, condensed the holy image more than 30 feet high, lifted up two black spears, and took the lead in attacking Zhang Ruochen.

Immediately afterwards, Zuotian Blood Saint, Princess Flame Heart, and Ghost Fog all took action one after another.

Zuo Tian Blood Saint rolled up his sleeves, rolled up the tripod-shaped thousand-patterned holy weapon in the blood pool, dragged it to the palm of his hand, stimulated the thousand-patterned destructive force in the tripod, and hit Zhang Ruochen horizontally.

A red copper furnace was suspended above Princess Yanxin's head, and a thousand-patterned destructive force surged. In an instant, it burned all the golden trees in the oasis, turning this land into a wilderness where flames gushed.

The ghost fog's body decomposed and turned into a ball of black mist, rushed into the ground, disappearing without a trace. No one knew when he would rush out and give Zhang Ruochen a fatal blow.

Each of the four masters of the Qingtian tribe is a person who can confront the saints of the lower realm.

The four of them joined forces and were invincible, and even Prince Qingtian had to retreat.

Chang Wan's attack arrived first.

The two spears in his hand became as thick as pillars, and lightning and blood rays surged out, like divine pillars standing in the center of heaven and earth, pressing down towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen spit out two words: "Looking for death."

At some point, the ancient sword of Chenyuan had appeared in Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and slashed out, dragging out a long sword light, and cut off the two spears with a bang.

The sharp sword energy continued to fly out, tearing Chang Wan's holy appearance to pieces and landed directly on him, leaving a deep sword mark on his chest, almost splitting him in half.

Chang Wan was shocked, suppressed his injuries, and immediately fled to a distance.

"Where to escape?"

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the ground, and a powerful space force surged out from the soles of his feet, shattering the space within a hundred feet to pieces.

Princess Yanxin and Zuotian Blood Saint's attack entered the broken space and disappeared without a trace, not hurting Zhang Ruochen at all.

In addition, the ghost fog that was originally hidden underground immediately escaped and retreated to the distance.

Princess Yanxin and Zuotian Blood Saint took back the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact and used their body techniques to distance themselves from Zhang Ruochen, for fear of being involved in the broken space.

Chang Wan failed to escape, and a space crack cut off his retreat.

"Damn it, why did Zhang Ruochen break through the realm and become so strong?"

Chang Wan was very anxious and wanted to escape because he knew that Zhang Ruochen was now simply a god blocker and killing gods. The Buddha blocker and killing Buddha was not a match for him.

"Sword Five!"

Zhang Ruochen's voice came from behind Chang Wan, from far to near.

Chang Wan realized the danger and supported the Holy Name. However, before he could attack, a sword light flew over and penetrated him and the Holy Time.

"Chichi."

A dense sword pattern appeared on Chang Wan's body, and then it exploded like ceramics, turning into a ball of blood mist, leaving blood-red spots on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the bloody mist with his bloody sword, looking particularly cold. In the eyes of those undead blood clans, he was like a god of death.

Chang Wan, the future king who has survived three quasi-saint tribulations and will definitely become a saint, has also fallen. Who dares to challenge Zhang Ruochen?

All the eyes of the Immortal Blood Clan looked at Prince Qingtian. Now, perhaps only His Royal Highness can block this God of Killing.

Can it be blocked?

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Chapter completed!