I don’t know if it’s because Zhang Ruochen has offended all the clans in the Hundred Clans King City too hard in the past few days. Even though Zhang Ruochen is on the weaker side, even if Zhang Ruochen defeats the aggressive Son of Magpie God, he still attracts criticisms one after another.
No one thinks that Zhang Ruochen really wants to resolve the conflict with the Temple of Death.
No one thought that what Zhang Ruochen said to Magpie God Son came from his heart.
On the contrary, he believed that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately humiliating the Son of God. Every word he said contained ridicule, threats, ridicule, and sarcasm, which made the Son of God, who would never die until he reached the peak of his life, lose any dignity at all.
"Zhang Ruochen is so hateful. He is very powerful if he wins. However, teasing the Son of Magpie like this shows no trace of the demeanor of a Yuanhui-level genius."
"Yeah, I can't stand that sentence the most, you don't even have the Supreme Sacred Artifact? Listen to me, how arrogant it is, are there a few stinking Supreme Sacred Artifacts that are amazing?"
Many monks nodded in deep agreement.
"A great sage who is one of the best among the dead has become a prisoner of Zhang Ruochen. It is very likely that he will really be forced to learn Buddhism and Taoism. What a tragedy!"
"What's the difference between this and forcing a human to suck human blood like an undead vampire?"
"I'm afraid the Magpie God would rather die than suffer this humiliation."
The great sage of one clan shouted: "Why does the great sage Ruochen need to humiliate Son of God Magpie like this? Why don't we give him a happy life?"
"That's right! The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The Great Sage can be killed but not humiliated."
"If the Great Sage Ruochen doesn't dare to kill the Son of Magpie, please let him go immediately. If you want to kill him, just be more quick. Continuing to behave will only make me and other monks feel sick."
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There are more and more monks supporting Magpie God Son.
However, everyone knows that it is impossible for Zhang Ruochen to let Son of Magpie go. Therefore, most of them encourage Zhang Ruochen to kill Son of Magpie directly to prevent Son of Magpie from being humiliated again.
The Son of Magpie God was so frightened that his vest became cold and his scalp was numb. In his heart, he greeted the whole family of the monks who were watching the battle.
Can he not be afraid?
The person in front of me is Zhang Ruochen.
There is no monk in the world that Zhang Ruochen dare not kill.
There is nothing wrong with being humiliated. As long as you can escape, there will always be a time when you can regain your face.
If Zhang Ruochen suddenly becomes angry and kills him, there will really be no chance of a comeback. How unjust is this death?
"Swish!"
A group of great saints from the Temple of Death flew down from the holy tower and occupied the entire street.
Each one of them was exuding the evil light of death, approaching Zhang Ruochen with great momentum from both the front and back directions of the long street.
The monks who were watching the battle gave way one after another.
"Let the Magpie God go, and this long street today will be your burial place." Ji Ji, who was full of momentum, pointed directly at Zhang Ruochen.
The hostages were in Zhang Ruochen's hands. Although there were many powerful people in the Death Temple, they did not dare to act rashly.
Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply and said: "I have an agreement with God Son of Magpie to resolve our grievances in a battle. Now, the victory has been decided. No matter how big the grievances between me and the Temple of Death are, they should be resolved! Everyone, please step back. Today
, I don’t want to do it again.”
"You let the Son of Magpie go first, and then talk about anything else." Yuan Fei, the Great Sage.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "The grudge between me and the Magpie God has not been resolved yet, so we can't let it go yet."
Magpie God Son spoke quickly: "There is no grudge anymore. I... I am completely convinced by the defeat. The winner has been decided, and we will settle the grudges in one battle."
Suppressed by the Dark Light Curse, it was difficult to open his mouth and it was difficult to speak.
Zhang Ruochen patted him on the shoulder, with a sincere look in his eyes, and said, "No, you don't accept it. You still resent me in your heart and want to kill me. Hatred is the root of all evil. Brother Que's heart is still too persistent."
Magpie God Son couldn't pretend any longer, so he grinded his teeth, his face twisted and forbidding.
Humiliating again!
Yuan Ji's eyes widened angrily and he said: "Zhang Ruochen, so what if you have the hostage? Do you think we will throw a trap and don't dare to take action?"
The magpie god's face changed drastically, and he shook his head vigorously towards the great saints in the Temple of Death.
Yuan Ji stared at the Magpie God Son and said: "Magpie God Son, don't worry, don't worry, I don't believe Zhang Ruochen really dares to kill you. Today, all the powerful people in the Death Temple will not give up until they kill this kid."
The expression on Magpie God's Son's face became even more fierce, and he hated Yuan Ji in his heart.
Originally Ji had already stated that he wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen. Under such circumstances, how could Zhang Ruochen not dare to kill him? Ji had clearly given up on him.
Magpie God Son secretly made up his mind that if he was lucky enough not to die today, he would definitely find a way to kill Yuan Ji after returning to the Temple of Death.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Ruochen patted God Son of Magpie on the shoulder again and said, "How can I kill Brother Magpie? There should be people with big minds in the world. If you can't tolerate even one enemy, how can you tolerate the world?"
Including Yan Zhexian and Lian Xi, countless monks sneered.
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The reason why the Great Sage of the Temple of Death agreed that Son of Magpie would attack alone was because, Son of Magpie was very powerful and was sure to win.
Secondly, behind Zhang Ruochen, after all, stood the powerful men such as the God of War, Fulu God, and Emperor Luo Yan, who were powerful in the world. The Temple of Death swarmed up and killed Zhang Ruochen. Not to mention these three, the God of War must be the God of Blood.
To be angry.
However, if the Son of Magpie takes action alone, even if Zhang Ruochen is killed, so what?
If the Bloody God of War takes revenge on the Death Temple, he will only be laughed at by the gods of the Death Temple.
Thirdly, Son of God Magpie has an extraordinary position in the Temple of Death, and everyone is humble. Let him defeat Zhang Ruochen and become famous by stepping on the Yuanhui level genius.
However, who would have thought that Magpie God Son was such a waste, which would bring great disgrace to the Temple of Death.
In order to save face, the Temple of Death had to take down Zhang Ruochen even if they had to fight one more person.
Originally Ji ignored the murderous look in the magpie god's eyes and ordered: "Do it."
The four white-clothed gods of death who surrounded Zhang Ruochen were the first to take action.
The rules of the holy way and the evil energy of death surged out of the four people at the same time, and then, the overwhelming sword energy slashed at Zhang Ruochen.
The magpie god's face turned pale, knowing that he was doomed today, so he closed his eyes.
"Wow!"
Ignoring the incoming sword energy, Zhang Ruochen took the lead and pressed his palm on the chest of Goddess Magpie, and a series of space ripples erupted from his palm. Godson Magpie's body disappeared. In the next moment, he entered the defensive formation of the Seven-Star Emperor Palace and fell to Lian Xi.
Underfoot.
Magpie God Son was stunned and looked at Zhang Ruochen who was under siege in disbelief.
The four white-clothed Death Gods are all monks in the middle and late stages of the Ten Thousand Death Realm. The number of holy rules they have cultivated is at least 30 million.
"Pop."
Zhang Ruochen had already activated the Vulcan Armor and released the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror.
Even if the sword energy penetrates the defensive layer of supreme power formed by the Cangshan Demon Lord, its power has been greatly reduced. When it falls on the Vulcan armor, it only creates sparks.
Yuan Ji gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Ruochen is protected by the Supreme Sacred Artifact. We must attack at close range to break through his defense."
The four white-clothed Death Gods instantly formed a kendo killing array, and four Death God shadows appeared behind them.
The strength of the four of them seemed to be connected as one, and the intensity of the energy they erupted was somewhat stronger than that of the Magpie God Son.
"Whoa!"
A white shadow flew above Zhang Ruochen's head, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed out a river of swords.
The second white shadow rushed out from behind Zhang Ruochen and slashed with his sword.
The space around the sword's edge vibrated.
The third white shadow pierced straight from the front, and the sword light that erupted was brighter than the light emitted by the stars. The monks under the Great Sage who were watching the battle were all stabbed until their eyes bleeded.
The fourth white shadow stood still, but the Three-Yuan King's Holy War Sword in his hand flew out, turned into a bone dragon, and circled to Zhang Ruochen's right side.
The four white-clothed gods of death attacked almost at the same time, and each attack seemed like a joint effort of four people.
"What a terrifying sword formation. The four white-clothed gods of death seem to be one, but they can attack separately."
"The Temple of Death really wants to kill Zhang Ruochen!"
The Emperor of Hell, Yan Zhexian, Prajna, Xuan Zehai, and Xuan Qingying on the Kunlun Tower all held their breaths and stared at the bright battle circle.
Que, who had always been calm and composed, showed a serious look in his eyes and said: "The Four-pole Sword Formation."
"Boom."
Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared.
The four killer moves unleashed by the four white-clothed gods of death all struck the air.
Among them, the two who attacked in tandem were the most thrilling, almost killing each other. Fortunately, they both had strong cultivation and amazing reflexes, and they were able to return their swords in time to defend.
The two swords collided, and the two white-clothed gods of death were thrown in opposite directions.
All the great saints in the Temple of Death were dumbfounded, unable to believe that Zhang Ruochen could still use space movement to escape under the circumstances just now.
Suppressed by the Dao domain of the four great sages of the Immortal Realm, and trapped in the Sword Dao Killing Formation, Zhang Ruochen was of course unable to move in space.
So, I hid in the purple gourd.
"Whoa!"
Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the purple gold gourd and whispered: "Dark Light Curse!"
A white-clothed Death God who was three steps away was cursed before he could react. Like the Magpie God, he was unable to move.
Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and sent him into the Seven Stars Imperial Palace.
"Dark Light Curse!"
The second Death in White was cursed and fixed there as if he were petrified.
Zhang Ruochen kicked him, causing him to fly into the Seven-Star Emperor Palace.
"Dark Light Curse!"
The third god of death in white was imprisoned. Zhang Ruochen placed a palm on him and teleported him into the Seven-Star Emperor Palace.
Because Zhang Ruochen released the virtual time domain and was fast enough, he shouted the three dark light curses almost at the same time, and the great sage of the Temple of Death was too late to stop him.
Just when Zhang Ruochen was about to shout out the fourth Dark Light Curse, Yuan Ji yelled: "Shut up."
The sound of breaking wind came, and a jade sword the size of a palm flew towards his heart like a spiritual snake.
The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror automatically flew back and turned into a heart-protecting mirror.
"Bang!"
The jade sword hit the mirror, making a loud sound like a bell, and Zhang Ruochen was thrown straight away.
Originally Ji Yi succeeded in striking, his face looked happy, he pushed out his right hand, mobilized more powerful power, and blessed the jade sword with the level of the six-element king's sacred weapon.
The hidden mountain magic mirror flashed with light and swallowed the jade sword.
Zhang Ruochen landed with his feet on the ground and stabilized his body. He turned around and saw that he had flown back into the defensive formation of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace and was stepping on the stairs with his back foot.
Originally, Ji was dumbfounded and found that the connection with Yujian had disappeared!
That is not an ordinary item, it is a six-element king's holy weapon, with the potential to advance to the supreme holy weapon, and is worth tens of thousands of sacred stones.
Yuan Ji quickly regained his composure and surrounded the Seven Star Emperor Palace with the great saints from the Temple of Death.
This time, they really didn't dare to act rashly. After all, there were already four Great Sages in the World of Death captured by Zhang Ruochen. If Zhang Ruochen was forced to panic and killed them all, the consequences would be serious!
All the monks watching the battle were astonished. They never expected that Zhang Ruochen, who was previously as cowardly and coward as a dog, could cause such a huge loss to the Temple of Death.
Were feelings all just fake before?
Deliberately showing weakness to the enemy?
Despicable!
Many monks cursed Zhang Ruochen in a low voice, thinking that he was insidious and shameless.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the steps of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace, feeling very tired in his heart. What happened to them? Why are they so prejudiced against me, Zhang Ruochen?
Obviously I am the weak one, being targeted by a large group of powerful people from the Temple of Death.
I obviously treat people with the utmost kindness and am willing to turn my enemies into enemies with the Temple of Death. Why can't you see that?
Hey, forget it, why care about other people's misunderstandings, as long as you have a clear conscience.
The emperor of the Earth Demon Clan, Xuan Disha, accompanied by a group of clan elders, came nearby. Xuan Zehai and Xuan Qingying immediately rushed to meet him.
Xuan Disha had an old face and gray beard. He was wearing purple emerald brocade clothes and a holy crown on his head, but he was full of energy. He looked at Zhang Ruochen standing on the steps of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace and said: "A hero comes from a young age. Zhang Ruochen's mental strength is so strong.
I'm afraid it has reached level sixty-eight."
Xuan Qingying couldn't believe it and said in amazement: "How is it possible? Among the great sages of the Supreme Realm, there are very few who can cultivate their spiritual power to the sixty-eighth level."
Xuandi narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "Without such mental power, how could Zhang Ruochen easily curse the four great saints in the realm of eternal death? Moreover, he should also rely on his strong mental power to use the supreme holy weapon as he wishes.
With the mysterious and unpredictable holy will, at the same time, the power of the demigod body can be used more rationally."
The emperor of the Earth Demon Clan has lived for nearly 30,000 years and has extremely strong spiritual power.
Everyone naturally believed in his judgment.
Looking at Zhang Ruochen again, Xuan Qingying's eyes became much more complicated, but soon turned into contempt and disdain. Since he is so powerful, why did he pretend to be timid and fearful before?
There is no strong demeanor at all.
Xuan Zehai asked: "Why did the clan emperor leave the Holy Land and come here?"
"Someone asked me to resolve the conflicts here and help Zhang Ruochen escape." Xuan Disha said.
Xuan Zehai's heart moved and he heard something meaningful.
It's "let", not "please".
Wouldn't it mean that the monk who came forward to help Zhang Ruochen was at least on an equal footing with the clan emperor, and it was even possible that his cultivation or status was even higher than that of the clan emperor.
Moreover, in order to take away Zhang Ruochen in the hands of the Death Temple, the Earth Demon Clan will definitely have to pay a heavy price.
Xuandi smiled and said: "Since the monks of all clans cannot invite Zhang Ruochen, I, the clan king, will personally come forward. I hope he can give me some face!"
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