In the huge pit, Jiang Yunchong was dying.

Zhang Ruochen immediately took out a large number of springs of life and fed them to drink.

Jiang Yunchong was extremely injured. Not only his physical body, but also his holy soul was severely injured. If it weren't for his strong strength and extraordinary bloodline constitution, it would have been impossible for him to support it until now.

The Spring of Life can repair the physical body, but cannot repair the holy soul. Zhang Ruochen took out another holy pill and fed it into Jiang Yunchong's mouth.

This is a heavenly saint pill, originated from True Dragon Island and was refined by the alchemy master of the Shenlong clan. Even if the immortal saint's holy soul is damaged, it can be healed.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand and pressed it against the blood hole in Jiang Yunchong's chest. He used the power of space to carefully extract the extremely dark Yama Qi that invaded Jiang Yunchong's body bit by bit.

During this process, Zhang Ruochen was shocked in his chest and almost vomited a mouthful of blood, but he forced himself to suppress it.

The last blow was so fierce that even Yan Wushen's almost immortal body suffered severe damage. How could Zhang Ruochen be safe?

He deliberately suppressed his injuries, in order to naturally shock the Nether Demon and the Nether Buddha. After all, if they knew that he was injured, he would definitely not miss this great opportunity.

Now, the spiritual power of the Nether Demon and the Nether Buddha is still locked in this area, so no matter what, he will never show the injury. Instead, he will heal Jiang Yunchong with illusion that he is not injured.

It took a while before Zhang Ruochen finally cleared all the dark Yama Qi in Jiang Yunchong's body.

Without the erosion of the extremely dark Yama energy, under the nourishment of the Fountain of Life, the flesh and blood were derived from the blood hole in Jiang Yunchong's chest at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a trace of blood on Jiang Yunhai's face, and he struggled to sit up and said, "Thank you."

"You don't have to be polite, how is the current situation in the Holy City of the East Region?" Zhang Ruochen asked seriously.

Jiang Yunchong's eyes froze and he pondered: "The ancient inscriptions of the Holy City of the East Region have been repaired a lot. Even if the Holy Army in the Hell Realm takes action together, it can resist it. It is the safest place in the East Region."

"Although the appearance of Yan Wushen was beyond our expectations, he used the power of the inscription in time when he started killing, and suppressed him."

"It's a pity that Yan Wushen is too strong. Before the ancient inscription pattern is fully activated, he was allowed to escape from the Holy City of the East Region."

Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief. It was obvious that the casualties in the Holy City of the East Region were not as serious as he expected.

However, with Yan Wushen's cultivation, even if the destructive power caused by just a brief attack can kill countless monks and destroy urban areas.

Since Kunlun Realm became a battlefield of merit, a large number of human races have flocked to the Holy City of the East Region in order to seek protection. Therefore, it is not difficult for Yan Wushen to enter the Holy City of the East Region.

But after being fussed like this by Yan Wushen, I am afraid that the Holy City of the East Region will no longer be safe and will be panic. I can't completely seal the Holy City of the East Region and no monks are allowed to enter and exit.

"Has the Holy Prince's Mansion of the East Region been attacked?" Zhang Ruochen asked again.

Jiang Yunchong shook his head and said, "The Eastern Region Holy King's Mansion is protected by the ninth-grade formation. Although it has been affected, it is not a big deal."

"Since the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region is still there, I believe that the situation in the Holy King of the East Region will be stabilized soon and people's hearts will be calmed down." Zhang Ruochen said.

Otherwise, he, the nominal king of the East Region, would have to rush to the East Region Holy City as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation.

"Brother Jiang, you are seriously injured. If you don't mind, you will first enter my small world to heal." Zhang Ruochen said.

Jiang Yunchong said, "Thank you!"

Seeing Jiang Yunchong agreeing, Zhang Ruochen flipped his hands and took out a green bead, which was covered with mysterious space secret patterns.

This bead was taken from the hands of the Xuankong Saint King of the Bright Civilization. It contains a vibrant jungle world with a diameter of more than one million miles, which is much more precious than the space exquisite ball.

The green beads released a holy light, covering Jiang Yunchong.

The space was slightly distorted, and Jiang Yunchong disappeared from the spot and entered the small world of the jungle. He was in a simple and elegant manor, with flowers blooming and the holy spirit of heaven and earth.

After settled down Jiang Yunchong, Zhang Ruochen put away the green beads, used the space movement, and appeared out of thin air on the shore of Luoshui.

"Escape quickly."

Those monks in the Hell who had not yet had time to escape, when they saw Zhang Ruochen return, they were all frightened and fled in panic.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Ruochen's eyes. With a wave of his hand, ripples appeared in the large-scale space and spread out.

Wherever the ripples passed, the bodies of those monks in the hell realm who were escaping immediately froze, and then burst into pieces, turning into a mass of blood mist.

The treasures on the monks in the hell realm and a wisp of their holy souls were all collected by Zhang Ruochen.

At this moment, two holy lights rushed out from the depths of Luoshui and came straight to Zhang Ruochen. It was Moyin and Qingtian Holy Dragon.

Moyin said respectfully: "Master, you have suppressed Prince Moro."

Prince Moro was very miserable. He was entangled by layers of vines, causing his body to be covered in bruises and blood. The roots of the magic sound pierced into his body and completely controlled him. He could not even die.

As the son of the evil god Moyue, he is also a great prince with a high status and possessed the resources to become a god, Prince Moro probably never dreamed that one day he would end up in such a miserable state.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were indifferent and there was no sympathy. I wonder how many creatures from Kunlun Realm died in his hands and were cruelly eaten by him.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen noticed something and couldn't help but turn his eyes to the depths of Luoshui.

"Hmm? I found me."

Luo Yi, who was hiding deep in Luoshui, had a slightly changed expression on his pretty face.

At this moment, she was hiding in a folding space, using mysterious spatial means to integrate almost with the space around her.

At the same time, there is also a treasure with a hidden aura on her body.

Such a perfect hiding was actually noticed by Zhang Ruochen, which made Luo Qi quite helpless.

Since he had been discovered, Luo Yi simply removed all the hidden things and walked out openly, showing his charming and moving figure, with his small hands behind his back, without fear.

"Even Yan Wushen is defeated by you, he is truly worthy of being the one who is the destined person of this princess." Luo Qi said with a smile on his face.

While speaking, Luo Yi moved his steps, stepped through folding spaces, and walked out of the depths of Luoshui, looking extremely calm, without any panic in his eyes, as if he was not afraid of Zhang Ruochen at all.

Standing on the water surface, Luo Qi turned his gaze to Prince Moro, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly and said, "Moro, if you are willing to listen to me, you will not be like this."

At this stage, the army of the Rakshasa clan entering the Kunlun Realm is mainly controlled by Luo Yi and Prince Moro.

Although Luo Yi's cultivation strength has not reached its peak, her identity is extremely noble and resourceful, and can play a great role in the battlefield of merit.

The other sons and goddesses of the Rakshasa clan were almost willing to obey Luo's orders, but Prince Moro did his own way, which made Luo Luo have no choice.

"I won't play with you anymore, Zhang Ruochen, see you next time."

Suddenly, Luo Yi crushed a talisman, and silver lights wrapped her in an instant, which made her disappear without a trace.

"Bang."

But the next moment, Luo Yi's figure appeared again and moved only a few hundred feet away.

Luo Qi's eyes showed a look of surprise. The great shift talisman she used just now was that the great saint who practiced the way of space would be forced to intercept.

"Do you still want to escape?"

While speaking, Zhang Ruochen poked out with one hand.

Many spatial rules were released and condensed into a spatial chain, tangling towards Luo Yi.

Luo Yiyou sighed, knowing that he could not escape, so he was not resisting, allowing the space chain to wrap around himself, and smiled bitterly: "Zhang Ruochen, since you can't bear to leave, I will just leave!"

Zhang Ruochen pulled the space chain and pulled Luo Yi closer. Then, he used exquisite means to block Luo Yi's holy energy and mental power.

Starting from the merit battlefield of the ancestral spirit world, Zhang Ruochen had already had many dealings with this Rakshasa princess, and this time, he was finally able to capture him.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Luo Yi with cold eyes and said, "Why are you in Luoshui? What do you want to do?"

He had already seen Luo Yi's cunning, and since he appeared in Luoshui, he was probably planning.

Especially at this time, Zhang Ruochen had every reason to suspect that Luo Yi was with Prince Moro to deal with him, and he secretly said that he could not have made some powerful arrangements.

"Of course I am here to find you. Don't you want to see me?" Luo Yi said with a charming look.

Zhang Ruochen's chest was undulating again, and severe pain came from his body, but he still held on, saying, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. I have time to spend with you slowly."

"Zhang Ruochen, I treat you sincerely and have never harmed you. Why are you always so ruthless to me?" Luo Qi said pitifully.

After a pause, Luo Yi continued: "The Heavenly Court is so unfair to you and the Kunlun Realm. The Heavenly Kingdom factions have sent people to deal with you. What's the point of staying in the Heavenly Court? Why not take the Kunlun Realm to join our Rakshasa tribe? This princess can guarantee that it will definitely be a hundred times better than you in the Heavenly Court."

"I know that you have a grudge against Empress Chi Yao. As long as you are willing to return to the Rakshasa clan with me, I can ask the Father God to take action and suppress Empress Chi Yao. It is up to you to decide whether to kill or cut off."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruochen's expression did not change at all, and he said lightly: "Luo, you don't have to waste your time. I will never surrender to the Rakshasa tribe who treats humans as food."

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen directly handed Luo Qi to Mo Yin and asked him to guard them together.

As soon as his body moved, Zhang Ruochen appeared near Fairy Tianchu.

Li Ruohan, the idiot and the butcher were both very sensible and immediately stepped aside.

Be kind to Fairy Tianchu, it is actually Zhang Ruochen who is still a little far from her in his heart.

In order not to delay Zhang Ruochen's healing, Fairy Tianchu immediately retreated.

Of course, she did not go far, but stayed outside the cave and personally protected the Dharma for Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen calmed down his mind, took out a heavenly holy pill with his hand, swallowed it directly, and drank a large amount of life fountains and began to heal his wounds.

The changes in the Kunlun Realm are happening, and major events may happen at any time. Therefore, he must heal his injuries as soon as possible and restore himself to his peak state. Only in this way can he cope with everything.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen has the divine yang transformed by the seven-star god-lying leaf in his body, which continuously releases strange essence and nourishes his body, making every inch of his flesh and blood full of activity and recovery ability, far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

When Zhang Ruochen went into seclusion and healed his wounds, the outside world caused an uproar. The news of Luoshui's battle was spread rapidly to the heavenly realms and the hell realms.

The impact of this battle is really too great. After all, for hundreds of years, the three words Yan Wushen have always been synonymous with invincibility under the Great Sage. No one expected that Yan Wushen would be defeated by Zhang Ruochen.

"Impossible. Zhang Ruochen has only been practicing for so long. Even if he is a successor to time and space, he will never be able to defeat Yan Wushen. This must be a rumor."

After hearing this news, many monks in the Hell Realm were unwilling to believe it.

After all, Yan Wushen has always been an invincible myth, which has suppressed all the monks of the same level as the Heavenly Court and Hell Realm and cannot breathe.

And on the Tianting Realm, forces and individuals who have no grudges with Zhang Ruochen are naturally happy to see such a result.

However, those who have deep grudges with Zhang Ruochen, such as the faction in the Heaven Realm, seem very depressing. In their eyes, the stronger Zhang Ruochen, the greater the threat to them.

"First defeat the son of darkness, then defeat the Great Saint of Jinhui, and now defeat Yan Wushen, Zhang Ruochen's general situation has been achieved, and no one can stop him anymore. His invincible era has arrived, and I don't know if anyone can replace him."
Chapter completed!