However, the kings in the heaven world did not have such good luck. More than a dozen died under this wave of attacks, and countless injured people were.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The reaction speed is quite fast, so let's see if you are still that fast next."

The lotus once again showed a dazzling light.

The space in the Sumeru Taoist temple fluctuated slightly, and one space vortex after another appeared.

Shang Zipeng's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "The kings of the heaven world will immediately withdraw from the Sumeru Temple."

The kings in the heaven world are not stupid. They all saw that Zhang Ruochen could mobilize the space inscriptions left by the Saint Monk of Sumeru in the temple after mastering the lotus. They were invincible.

While they were escaping to the dojo, space cracks flew out of those space vortexes.

"Swish."

Each space crack is only the size of a palm, but it is huge in number.

The sound of tearing and screams resounded throughout the Sumeru Dojo.

It only took a breath for a while, hundreds of corpses of the holy kings of the heavenly realm fell down, turning this sacred Buddhist temple into a bloody and fearful Shura slaughterhouse.

Shang Zipeng's corpse was hit by a space crack, and a blood hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest, causing his body to penetrate.

Shang Ziyang's cold corpse was hit by three space cracks, and half of its head was cut off, and brain matter flowed out.

Only Shang Zigong's Yuan corpse was intact.

The three-colored armor on Yuanzi's body and the five-colored merit monument held in his hand can fight against space power. The space cracks as big as a palm have been automatically merged before they even flew in front of him.

It is precisely because of the special power of the colorful merit monument that Shang Zigong actually protected a group of holy kings from the heaven world and escaped from the Sumeru Dojo.
Chapter completed!