"Jiang Yunchong is so powerful, the Nine-Eyed Wind Formation can't do anything to him."
Mr. Shenya was secretly surprised. Under the Great Sage, it was rare to encounter a powerful person as difficult as Jiang Yunchong.
You know, the average nine-step holy king, Mr. Shenya, can stare him to death with just one look.
"Nine Eyes Storm."
A large amount of mental power surged out from Mr. Shenya's eyebrows and rushed into the nine-pole formation flag. Suddenly, the nine-eyed wind formation began to change again, the formation disk became a hundred times larger, and Jiang Yunchong was enveloped in the formation.
"Well...Yun Chong..."
Yin Ruo could not withstand the mental impact of the Nine-Eyed Wind Formation, and her translucent body became a bit lighter, as if the strong wind could blow her away.
"Yinruo, it's too dangerous here. You should take the first step to practice the spirit bottle."
Jiang Yunchong's eyes were filled with concern as he took out a dark purple porcelain vase and put Yinruo into the vase.
At this moment, the strong winds in the Nine Eyes Wind Formation gathered together and formed nine ferocious dragons, with their bodies winding and charging toward Jiang Yun.
Inside each giant dragon, there are millions of Gangfeng.
Every strong wind has the power to split the mountains apart.
"Liuhe, Dao, Li, Qian, Kun, Wang, and Jue. The six gates come out together, and the void cuts across."
Jiang Yunchong knocked out all six light gates and collided with the oncoming Nine Dragons.
Kowloon continues to collapse, and the light gate becomes darker and darker.
As the roar continued, the nine storm dragons and six light doors shattered at the same time and disappeared.
The residual power of the storm struck Jiang Yunchong, leaving more than a dozen blood marks and sending him flying.
Jiang Yunchong knelt on one knee, with his right hand on the ground. There was a red mark on his cheek, and blood was dripping down, and he said: "He is indeed an Earth Master. With my current cultivation level, it is really difficult to fight with him."
Mr. Shenya stood in the center of the Nine-Eyed Wind Formation, looked down at Jiang Yunchong, and said, "Let's go. Today, I will let you live."
Jiang Yunchong laughed, stood up again, and said loudly: "I'm not leaving."
Mr. Shenya's eyes suddenly darkened.
If he didn't want to free up his hands to attack the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Region, how could Mr. Shenya let Jiang Yunchong live?
Now it seems that Jiang Yunchong is desperate to contain him.
wrong……
Mr. Shenya realized what was unreasonable, why did Jiang Yunchong fight to contain him?
Even if you want to prevent him from controlling the Holy City of the Eastern Territory, you won't fight to the point of disregarding your own life, right?
"Are you a monk from Kunlun Realm?"
Mr. Shenya's eyes became sharp.
Mr. Shenya finally remembered where he had seen records about the "Six Laws Gate". It was in an ancient book that recorded the Kunlun realm.
Liufamen is a high-level sacred art of the Jiang clan, one of the eighteen ancient clans in the Kunlun realm.
"It seems that I kept it a secret. Yes, I am indeed a monk from Kunlun."
The holy light flickered on Jiang Yunchong's body, and all the injuries on his body were restored.
"Then you must die."
Mr. Shenya's eyes exuded strong murderous intent, forming a blood-red ocean of murderous intent.
"It's not that easy to kill me."
Jiang Yunchong once again held up the Liufamen and confronted Mr. Shenya.
Before the two of them could take action, the forces of the Liufamen and the Nine-Eyed Winds had already collided together, making a thunderous explosion.
Mr. Shenya's face suddenly softened, and instead he smiled: "If I wanted to kill you elsewhere, it would indeed take a lot of effort. But in the Holy City of the Eastern Region, killing you would be like slaughtering a pig or a dog."
Mr. Shenya was responsible for restoring the ancient inscriptions of the Holy City in the Eastern Territory, so he naturally left some means behind.
With those means, even if he did not control the Fire Tower, he could still mobilize some of the ancient inscriptions to unleash unparalleled power.
The nine-pole formation flags surrounding him flew out, some flew into the sea and were inserted into the sea; some flew to the Golden Rainbow Continent and were inserted into the dangerous mountains and deep valleys.
Nine rivers of spiritual power surged out of Mr. Shenya's body, connecting them with the nine-pole formation flag.
The next moment, the nine-pole formation flag activated the ancient inscriptions, causing countless spiderweb-like light patterns to appear in the sky and underground of the entire Holy City in the Eastern Territory.
With the help of ancient inscriptions, Mr. Shenya attracted the power of the entire Eastern Holy City and gathered it in the palm of his hand.
In an instant, the situation for thousands of miles around changed. An oppressive aura descended on every monk, making them feel suffocated.
"die."
Mr. Shenya shot out the energy light ball in his hand and smashed the Liufa Gate into pieces.
Jiang Yunchong was hit by the energy light ball, and was thrown away like a kite with a broken string. His body was bloody and bloody, and a large amount of holy blood was spilled into the sea. The holy blood contained powerful energy, making the sea area burn.
An earth master, coupled with the ancient inscriptions, has that kind of power, and can already fight against the Great Sage.
No matter how powerful the master is, if he tries to stop him, it will be like a mantis trying to stop him.
Mr. Shenya, like a god, stood above the sea and raised his voice: "From now on, I am the Lord of the Eastern Region. Anyone who stands in my way will be killed without mercy."
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It was at this time that a bright light suddenly appeared on the bottom three floors of the Fire Tower. Those brilliance turned into streaks of light and rushed in all directions.
Even without using the Fire Order, such a change occurred because Mr. Shenya used special means to activate part of the ancient inscriptions.
The more the fire in the fire tower burns, the stronger the power of the ancient inscriptions will be.
"Zhang Ruochen, don't hesitate anymore. The fate of the Eastern Region is all tied to you alone...ahem..." Chen Yuhua said.
Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual power and covered the sixth city area.
The lively and prosperous city now became extremely chaotic.
The war has not spread here yet, but all the monks are panicking, as if the end is approaching and people are panicking.
"Boom."
There was a fireball that flew from other urban areas and fell on the street, forming a huge crater with a diameter of tens of feet, and all the surrounding buildings collapsed.
The defensive formation in the city was activated, but in the face of the attack from the powerful Saint King Realm, this level of formation seemed too fragile and could not withstand it at all.
In the main city of the Saint King's Mansion in the Eastern Region, Chen Yin, the King of the Eastern Region, activated the Zhoutian Formation.
The eighty-one Saint King's Palaces of the Eastern Territory spread across the Holy City of the Eastern Territory, each formation was activated and connected into a whole. Then, a thick pillar of light rushed out of each Saint King's Palace, breaking through the clouds and rushing into the sky.
However, the Zhoutian Formation was not fully operational yet, some of the formations in the Holy King's Mansion were destroyed, and the light pillars disappeared.
Not long after, the Zhoutian Formation stopped operating, collapsed and dissipated.
The war in the Holy City in the Eastern Territory became more intense, and there were sounds of killing everywhere.
Zhang Ruochen squeezed his hands tightly, and there was a war between heaven and man in his heart.
The reason why he is unwilling to accept the salary order is not because he does not dare to be enemies with Mr. Shenya and others, nor is it because he is afraid of taking responsibility.
It's because, taking over the Xinhuo Order and becoming the Lord of the Eastern Region, it is equivalent to returning to the Kunlun Realm and becoming a member of the Kunlun Realm again. As long as Chi Yao is still the queen of the Kunlun Realm, Zhang Ruochen refuses to return to Kunlun.
After a long time, Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hand and took the Fire Order: "Okay, I will be the king of the Eastern Region for the time being. If I meet a suitable candidate in the Chen family in the future, I will pass the Fire Order to him."
Chen Yuhua's eyes showed a light of joy and said: "Even if you master the Fire Order, your mental power must reach level 59 before you can initially control the Fire Tower."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhang Ruochen was speechless for a while and wanted to shoot the Xinhuo Ling on Chen Yuhua's head.
Zhang Ruochen's mental strength has just reached the fifty-eighth level, and it is far from the fifty-ninth level. In other words, the Fire Order is now no different from an iron sign.
Chen Yuhua fell to the ground, looking up at the sky, as if he was talking to Zhang Ruochen, but also as if he was talking to himself: "I just want to cultivate my spiritual power, so I have delayed my practice of the holy way, and I have been unable to achieve greatness in my life."
The holy realm has become an eternal regret. If I have another chance, I will never become the king of the Eastern Region... Zhang Ruochen... From now on, the Eastern Region will be left to you..."
The life energy in Chen Yuhua's body drained rapidly. Zhang Ruochen took out the fountain of life and gave it to him, but he did not save him.
People are going to die eventually.
The higher your cultivation level, the more you can live longer.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand and closed Chen Yuhua's eyes. He felt quite complicated in his heart, as if there was an extra mountain on his shoulders that he had to carry.
"When one day, the life and death of hundreds of millions of people are decided by you, can you still escape?" Zhang Ruochen suddenly remembered what someone once said to him.
Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Some things are really unavoidable."
"With fifty-ninth level spiritual power, where can you find the fifty-ninth level Holy King of spiritual power at this time?"
Zhang Ruochen stared at the Suppression Bead suspended in mid-air, and a bright light appeared in his eyes. Perhaps he could use it to check and balance Mr. Shenya.
Zhang Ruochen put away the Pattern Suppressing Bead, then used the Fire Order to open the door of the Fire Tower and rushed in.
The palms of both hands release a steady stream of holy energy and penetrate into the Zhenwen beads.
The brilliance emitted by the Suppressing Pattern Bead became stronger and stronger, quickly sucking away the holy energy in the Fire Tower. At the same time, the inscription pattern in the tower was fixed by a mysterious force.
Suddenly, the three-story fire tower bursting with light gradually became dim.
"what happened?"
Mr. Shenya was unable to mobilize the ancient inscriptions, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. Finally, he looked far away in the direction of the Sixth City District and said to himself: "Did something happen to Jie Canghai?"
Jiang Yunchong got up from the pool of blood and said with a smile: "Xie Canghai is probably dead. Your plan is missing the most important link. In planning the Holy City in the Eastern Region, I declare in advance that you have failed!"
"Hmph! Even if there is an accident on Jie Canghai's side, it will still not affect the overall situation. I can kill you all by myself. The first one to die is you, Jiang Yunchong."
Mr. Shenya replaced the nine-pole formation flag and formed the Nine-Eyed Wind Formation again. Suddenly, nine huge black vortexes condensed out, spun rapidly, and bombarded Jiang Yunchong.
Jiang Yunchong has been seriously injured, and Mr. Shenya believes that this blow will definitely kill him.
"That's such a big tone. I'm afraid you won't be able to kill us all."
A majestic sound came from the clouds, shaking the sea water thousands of miles away and making waves.
I saw a tall and burly man, wearing thick iron armor, riding a fire lion-like beast, stepping out of the sea of clouds, blasting out with a palm from the air, and colliding with Jiuyanfeng.
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With a "boom", the nine-pole array flag was knocked out and fell into the sea in pieces.
"Who are you?" Mr. Shenya said solemnly.
The man riding on the back of the giant fire lion beast walked toward Mr. Shenya on a cloud of fire, and said loudly: "Murong Ye Feng, the knight commander of the crown prince of the Shengming Central Empire, is here to learn your master's skills."