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Long live Chi, Goddess Siming, Suihan, Yuanhuayu, Bu Qianfan... All the saints from the imperial court appeared one after another. There were actually more than twenty people, with almost no casualties, making them the most powerful party.
Chi Wansui glanced at Qi Sheng and others, and said with a smile: "Why are you the only ones left in the Immortal Vampire Clan, Zulong Mountain, and Jiuli Palace, with such heavy losses? What happened to you?"
Qi Sheng's eyes darkened, and then he smiled again and said: "Why are you so proud? Even if we suffered heavy losses, it was because of Zhang Ruochen, not because of your court. In my opinion, the saints of the entire human race's court
They are all just wine and rice bags, and together they are not as good as Zhang Ruochen."
Prince Motian said: "Long live Chi, you are still high up in the world, known as the number one among the young saints of the royal family. However, in my opinion, you are not even qualified to carry Zhang Ruochen's shoes."
Obviously, the Immortal Vampire Clan also knew about the conflict between the imperial court and Zhang Ruochen, so they made sarcastic remarks.
If so, it would be best if the court saints and Zhang Ruochen fight first.
In the court camp, a younger soldier sage wanted to please Chi Wansui and snorted coldly: "Zhang Ruochen is just a repeat offender of the court. He is like a bereaved dog. How can he compare with King Tai Sui?"
Chi Wansui's eyes darkened, and he glanced at the Soldier Saint, revealing a cold light.
The soldier's saint suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly closed his mouth and stepped back.
Qi Sheng looked at Zhang Ruochen and smiled: "Did you hear that, in the eyes of the saints of the human race, you are just a lost dog. They don't regard you as a member of the human race at all. In the Qinglong Ruins world, in the Blood God
Teach me, in the Yin-Yang Sea, what’s the point of fighting for the human race?”
The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Dragon and Mang Shishi also laughed loudly, deliberately showing pity, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was pitiful.
Yinghuo's eyelashes were long, she blinked her eyes, and said with a smile: "Zhang Ruochen, why don't you join the Immortal Vampire Clan and work for our clan, so that the past grudges can be wiped out."
Wan Huayu and Bu Qianfan looked worried, a little worried that Zhang Ruochen couldn't stand the instigation of the immortal vampires and would start a war with the imperial court now.
Zhang Ruochen seemed calm, smiled faintly, and just silently recuperated his injuries, not bothering to pay attention to the quarrels.
Huang Yanchen snorted, a little dissatisfied, and said: "Now is an excellent opportunity to get rid of the undead vampires, Zulong Mountain, and the top geniuses of Jiuli Palace. Your court has not taken action to kill them. You must wait until they
They have grown into beings like Pluto and the Blood Queen before they take action?"
Qi Sheng and Ying Huo both had strange looks on their faces, realizing that Zhang Ruochen's fiancée was not a simple character.
If the saints of the imperial court really take action against them first, then Zhang Ruochen can sit back and watch and reap the benefits.
Chi Wansui was decisive and issued an order: "Fight, destroy the undead vampires first."
The saints in the imperial court took out the holy weapons one after another, mobilized the holy energy to inject it, and triggered thousands of lines of destructive power, filling the sky above the glacier continent.
In the ice cave, both Zhang Ruochen and Qi Sheng and others were shocked by the cry of the fiery red bird. Naturally, they could not be the opponents of the saints in the court.
Qi Sheng did not panic, he was calm and composed, and said with a smile: "Don't you think that only young saints like us among the undead vampires can enter the Yin and Yang Sea?"
"Boom."
More than twenty sacred weapons rose into the void, forming a cloud composed of thousands of lines of destructive power. In the cloud, thunder and lightning with a diameter of one meter were shuttled and intertwined into a network; there were also celestial fires burning and condensed into lotus flowers.
shape.
The clouds covering hundreds of miles in radius were rolling down, and the whole sky and earth made a crackling sound, giving people a feeling of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing.
At this moment, a golden ball of light appeared in the sky above Qi Sheng, Ying Huo, Prince Mo Tian and others. Faintly, a burly figure could be seen standing inside the ball of light.
The figure just stretched out a palm and pressed it toward the sky, condensing a large handprint that was a hundred miles long.
More than twenty sacred artifacts collided with the Mahamudra, like rain hitting the stone slabs, and they just made a series of roaring sounds.
Then, the big handprint flipped over, and all the sacred weapons were pushed back.
The saints in the court were startled, and they all used their means to communicate with the spirit of the holy weapon. After a while, they were in a hurry before they regained control of the holy weapon. Several saints were caught off guard, suffered heavy injuries, and fell to the ground.
"What a powerful method."
Zhang Ruochen stood aside and felt an overwhelming force sweeping across the world, so he took Huang Yanchen and others and retreated to a distance to avoid being targeted by the powerful figure from the Undead Vampire Clan.
Inside the golden ball of light, the figure was wearing a golden python robe, with broad shoulders and a broad body, full of energy, and even his skin was the same color as gold. He just stood quietly in mid-air, and powerful waves of power surged out.
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More than 20 saints shot out holy weapons, but he flipped his hand and knocked them back. It can be seen that this person must be a true saint, maybe even a supreme saint.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the figure and muttered three words to himself: "Prince Xia."
The figure standing inside the golden ball of light is none other than Prince Xia of the Huangtian tribe.
Prince Xia once arrived in Tiantai Prefecture with Princess Huang Tian and wanted to control the Blood God Cult, but was besieged by the black market and the imperial court.
In that battle, all the immortal vampires of the Huangtian tribe were wiped out, except for Prince Xia, who was seriously injured and escaped.
Seeing Prince Xia appear, all the saints in the court changed their expressions. They all looked at Goddess Siming and Chi Wansui, waiting for their orders to flee this place quickly.
Obviously, the undead vampires also wanted to kill Chi Wansui, Siming Goddess, Sui Han and others. As Prince Xia moved, the golden ball of light became larger and larger. Finally, the diameter of the ball of light reached five hundred meters.
The rice rolled quickly, crushing towards the saints of the court.
The glacier beneath my feet trembled violently.
"Your Highness the Goddess, this person is Prince Xia of the Huangtian Tribe. His cultivation is unparalleled and we cannot resist it. Please give the order to retreat immediately!"
A human saint was so frightened that his face turned pale. The power that Prince Xia unleashed was so powerful that it seemed to be able to crush all living creatures in the world.
Goddess Siming said: "There is no need to be afraid, there are also extremely powerful people in the imperial court who have entered the Yin and Yang Sea."
At this moment, a heroic voice came from the distance: "Xiamen Su, what's the point of fighting with a group of juniors from the imperial court? I'm here to fight with you."
A white dragon was traveling rapidly across the glacier continent. Its body was more than ten miles long. From a distance, it looked like a winding white river.
Wan Zhiyi stood on top of the dragon's head, wearing a blue dragon armor, and rushed forward. What was originally a human body suddenly turned into a green dragon, stretched out a huge dragon claw, and tore apart five hundred meters in diameter.
Mi's golden ball of light made Prince Xia fly back.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he said: "The tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, the Dragon Travels Nine Heavens."
Zhang Ruochen also successfully practiced the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, but it could only unleash forty-two times the attack power. Just now, the Dragon Traveling Nine Heavens shot by Wan Zhiyi had at least fifty times the attack power.
On the surface, the gap does not seem to be very big. Only monks who truly practice Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm will understand that after reaching forty-two times the attack power, each doubling of the power is extremely difficult.
Obviously, Wan Zhiyi's attainments in palm skills are much higher than Zhang Ruochen's.
With Wan Zhiyi's current palm skills, he can already break through the eleventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. It is even possible that he has successfully practiced the eleventh palm.
"In the past few years, trillions of people's cultivation has also advanced by leaps and bounds. After the changes in the rules of heaven and earth, the cultivation speed of top geniuses has indeed been far faster than before." Zhang Ruochen secretly said.
A few years ago, when Wan Zhaoyi went to the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Region to arrest Zhang Ruochen, he fought against the Sword Master Xuanji once.
At that time, trillions of dollars could not stop the sword of Xuanji Sword Master.
Today's trillions have increased tenfold.
The appearance of trillions of trillions greatly boosted the morale of the imperial court, and everyone became excited. The Lord in front of him was the number one person in the "Heroes", and his cultivation was unfathomable. I didn't even see that Prince Xia was hit.
retreat.
Wan Trillion glanced around and said with a smile: "Everyone is here for that thing at the bottom of the glacier continent. Since we have already arrived here, why don't we show up yet?"
"Boom."
The void shook violently, and a blood cloud emerged.
Inside the blood cloud, there is a ninety-nine-foot-tall white bone altar suspended. At the bottom of the altar are sixteen keels, like sixteen pillars, which are the skeleton that supports the altar.
Thousands of human bones are arranged on the altar, so densely packed that it is impossible to count them. Some of the bones are the bones of human saints.
On the top of the altar, there is a battle flag with the words "Win" printed on it.
Under the battle flag, stood a seven-meter-tall man, wearing the blood armor of the Hundred Saints. His eyes showed the evil spirit of looking down on the world, and said: "That thing under the Glacier Continent belongs to the Undead Vampire Clan, and no one can get involved with it.
Otherwise, die."
After the appearance of the Bone Altar, even the saints felt depressed and had difficulty breathing. The holy energy in their bodies was not flowing smoothly, and they were suppressed by an invisible force.
The man standing on the bone altar looked like a demon, which made people feel frightened.
Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, "I never expected that King Zhongying would also come to Yin Yang Sea."
King Zhongying is the first king of the Qingtian tribe, his combat power is second only to the Qingtian Blood Emperor. He fought against Kong Lanyou once in Sikong Chanyuan, and was seriously injured and dying.
Among those present, only Trillions could remain calm and confronted King Zhongying, saying: "The First Central Empire is also determined to get that thing. No one can compete with us. Otherwise, you will die."
"It's just you?" Zhongying Wang said.
Wan Zhaoyi smiled and said: "I am a junior, how dare I fight with Senior Zhongying Wang? There are two highly respected kings in the court who have long wanted to meet you."