"That's... a space trap."

More than twenty miles apart, Zhang Ruochen still felt the strong spatial fluctuations.

Before attacking the Sumeru Taoist temple, Zhang Ruochen heard that monks who practiced the way of time and space studied the space inscriptions and time imprints left by the Sumeru Holy Monk in the temple.

They either come from the heaven world or have a good relationship with the heaven world, so they naturally need to help the heaven world.

Zhang Ruochen controlled the purple sacred mountain and bombarded at one of the directions. The thick purple energy surged out and collided with the sixteen divine bones that were stationary in the space.

The sixteen holy kings who controlled the divine bones were instantly bombarded, their holy clothes burst into pieces, and they fell to the ground in a mess.

A huge hole appeared in this space that was fixed by ninety-nine divine bones, and Zhang Ruochen and others rushed over quickly.

Although the Purple Mountain is extremely powerful, it is particularly heavy. Even with the help of the evil spirit of the Emperor Yi, Zhang Ruochen's speed is still very slow and was instantly caught up by Shang Zideng.

"If you want to rescue the monks in Kunlun Realm, you must pass this level of my first."

Shang Zigong grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands at the same time, and suddenly, the red holy sword emitted a dazzling fire. Above the sword body, the clouds turned fiery red and began to rotate.

That power made the holy kings below tremble.

"Boom."

The holy sword slashed down and again confronted the purple sacred mountain, forming an extremely powerful wave of air.

All the holy kings who supported the divine bones were shaken away.

The purple sacred mountain trembled violently and fell downwards. Zhang Ruochen and the evil spirit of Yihuang rushed over to the opposite side.

"Is this the real power of Shang Zipeng?"

Xie Chengzi and Shi Shenghua each exerted a holy energy and attacked the purple sacred mountain. Combined with the four powerful forces, they finally resisted Shang Zipeng's attack.

Shang Zipeng held a red holy sword in his hand and suppressed it above the purple sacred mountain, making Zhang Ruochen and others unable to move.

The next moment, the third "Shangzipeng" actually walked out of Shang Zipeng's body.

The third one, Shang Zigong, is still in his peak state, as powerful as the other two.

"How can I fight this...?"

The Saint-Food Flower was stunned and then smiled bitterly.

She originally thought that Zhang Ruochen was already perverted enough that he could hardly encounter an enemy with one move in the same realm.

However, Shang Zigong seems to be even more amazing.

If the three Shang Zipeng took action together, even if Zhang Ruochen used the power of time and space, he might not be able to win.

The third merchant fell down and appeared opposite Zhang Ruochen and said, "I told you a long time ago that the trap here is deeper than you imagined. I gave you the opportunity to negotiate before, why don't you cherish it?"

"You are indeed very powerful, beyond my expectations."

Zhang Ruochen tried to keep calm, but he felt that he was too much in his heart but not enough in his strength.

Shang Zipeng is so powerful that he can only see among his peers among the monks. Of course, the key is that the other party's cultivation is much higher than his.

If so, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level reaches the seven-step Saint King realm, even if the three Shang Zipeng are, they may not be his opponent.

"It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world."

With a loud bang, Shang Zigong stepped on the ground with his right foot.

Suddenly, a cold air surged out, condensed into a snow gyro dragon, rushing towards Zhang Ruochen and others.

Before the Ice and Snow Dynasty arrived, Zhang Ruochen, Eat the Holy Flower, Evil Chengzi, and the evil spirit of Yihuang, had a thick layer of frost covered with the body.

"Where did that bastard Xiao Hei go?" Zhang Ruochen was speechless in his heart.

I usually like to brag, but I actually disappeared at critical moments.

"Wow—"

A figure flew out, blocked Zhang Ruochen and others, and slashed out with one knife. The scattered sword energy flew out, bombarding the Snow Storm Dragon to pieces.

This person is an older nine-step saint king next to the woman in the palace dress, with a domineering sword technique.

Shang Zip's eyes sank, staring behind him, seeing the woman in palace dress sitting on the chariot couch, and said, "How dare you ignore my warning?"

The woman in the palace dress smiled: "There is no way, someone wants me to save Zhang Ruochen's life no matter what."

The six Nine-step Saint Kings stood in the six directions of the chariot bed and each produced a torrent of holy energy. Then, an ancient mirror rose up and suppressed Shang Zigong.

The mirror was like a bloody sun hanging in the air.

The blood and energy that blew out from the mirror quickly turned the entire island into a sea of ​​blood and fog.

The aura emitted by the ancient mirror was too powerful, which made the monks in the Heaven Realm and Kunlun Realm stop for a while and looked over in surprise.

"Is that the legendary supreme holy weapon, Blood Sea Magic Mirror?" a monk from Kunlun Realm exclaimed.

There are many legends about the Blood Sea Magic Mirror. Eight hundred years ago, the Blood Mirror who followed the Nine Emperors and Three Queens of Kunlun Realm swept the world with the Blood Sea Magic Mirror, and it is hard to meet an opponent.

Even if Emperor Qing and Emperor Ming join forces, they will not be able to compete with her.

After the blood queen fell, the Blood Sea Magic Mirror disappeared into the Kunlun Realm.

The Nine Heavens Xuannv stared at the ancient mirror, shook her head, and said, "It's not a real Blood Sea Magic Mirror, it's just a copy, but it's still quite powerful. There is no supreme power in the mirror, but it has extremely powerful power as a great sage."

The ancient mirror sacrificed by the six Nine-Step Holy Kings was quite powerful, making Shang Zigong's eyes look solemn that it was unprecedentedly solemn, and he took out a silver-white tower.

The kings in the nearby heaven world flocked out the holy energy and poured into the Silver Tower.

The exquisite small tower that was originally only a few inches tall turned into a holy tower hundreds of feet high, releasing the power of the supreme to resist the ancient mirror.

The small silver tower is called "Wanlian Tower".

There are seven towers in Wanlian, which together are a supreme holy weapon.

Of course, Shang Zigong only obtained a ten thousand refining tower, and the power it burst out was far from comparable to the true supreme holy weapon.

However, Shang Zigong, together with nearly a hundred saint kings, controlled the Ten Thousand Refining Tower and dealt with the Blood Refining Mirror, but he also gained the upper hand.

Suddenly, the battle turned into a tug-of-war.

Shang Zigong, who was standing on the top of the purple sacred mountain, said, "Is it meaningful to continue to resist Zhang Ruochen? The monks in the Kunlun Realm are all wastes and cannot break the space trap outside the Sumeru Taoist temple."

"There are more than 180 holy kings in the heaven world. If you go to kill them, they will soon be wiped out. If you deal with them, it will be your death."

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that Shang Zigong was attacking his heart, so he smiled and said, "You underestimate the monks in the Kunlun Realm too much! The Kunlun Realm has outstanding people and geniuses, but they have not accumulated enough. As long as they grow up, they will surely burst into bright light."

Shang Zixuan said: "Then open your eyes and see how they were killed one by one. The Kunlun Realm has declined after all, and it is impossible to return to its former glory."

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"Shang Zigong's strength is really terrifying. He is actually fighting against three forces at the same time. If he is allowed to cultivate to the realm of the Nine-Step Saint King, who else can fight him under the Great Sage?"

Many monks in Kunlun Realm felt palpitations and had never seen such a terrible enemy.

Luo Xu, Jiutian Xuannv, Li Xian and others were not interested in watching the battle and were thinking about countermeasures.

There was a space trap in front of the road, and a large number of powerful people from the Saint King realm followed behind, and they were in a dilemma.

"Use the boundary to immerse yourself in the space."

Beigong Lan, one of the nine major kingdoms, took out the kingdom seal and held it in his palm.

Jiezi Seal collects countless treasures of heaven and earth for Empress Chi Yao. The treasures refined are a prototype world inside it.

The Jiezi Seal will become stronger and stronger as several Jiezi continue to grow, absorb the holy rules they have cultivated, and will eventually turn into a supreme holy weapon, and even a little bit of it may become a divine weapon.

The nine realms seals are the nine retreats that Queen Chi Yao left for the Kunlun realm.

Such a treasure is mysterious and naturally has the power to settle down in space.

The monk standing there stopped Beigong Lan, his eyes turned golden, staring at the front, and said, "Let's go. There are not only space inscriptions here, but also time marks. It should be the formation arranged by the disciples of the Temple of Time."

Monk Lidi refined the golden body of the Buddha Emperor and possessed a holy body of the Great Saint level. Those eyes were naturally the eyes of the Great Saint.

As long as he activates the Buddha's energy, injects it into his eyes, and stimulates the Great Sage's rule patterns in his pupils, he can see the mark of time.

"Zhang Ruochen and the others are fighting with Shang Zipeng. We must not drag our backs. Even if we have a time formation in front, we can only rush forward and never retreat." Luo Xu said in a deep voice.

"Maybe, I can give it a try."

Xue Wuye walked out, spread his hands, and one hand showed a mark of time and another hand showed a mark of space.

These two marks were given to him by the Holy Monk Sumeru.

As Xue Wuye cultivated to the realm of the Holy King, the power of the two imprints burst out became stronger and stronger.

After a while.

In the direction of the Sumeru Dojo, a series of explosions came from the direction of the dojo, and the space traps and time imprints outside the dojo were all broken. Xue Wuye used up all the holy energy in his body and fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing the monks from Kunlun Realm pouring into the Sumeru Taoist Temple, the faces of the three Shangzichang changed slightly.

Taking advantage of Shang Zidian's distracted moment, Zhang Ruochen took back the purple sacred mountain and turned it into a purple stone and squeezed it into his hand.

Before Shang Zipeng's red holy sword was swung down, Zhang Ruochen took the Saint-Food Flower, Xie Chengzi, and the evil spirit of Yihuang crossed the space, moved out, appeared above the five-colored merit monument, and launched an attack on another Shang Zipeng.

"Rumbling."

The Shang Ziying snorted coldly, spread his arms, and suddenly a circle of scorching flames flew out, shaking Zhang Ruochen, Xie Chengzi, Yihuang Evil Spirit, and the Holy Flowers all flew backwards.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Zhenmiao Taoist used the purple gold Bagua mirror to bombard the colorful merit monument, escaped from the trap, and met with Zhang Ruochen and others.

"Walk."

Without a trace of stay, Zhang Ruochen used a large shift in space and disappeared from the spot.

When they appeared again, they were already standing outside the Sumeru Temple.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and stared at him. He saw that the woman in the palace dress actually took away the ancient mirror, flew to the sky alone, and disappeared into the night.

Only six Nine Steps Holy Kings were left behind, and they were still restraining Shang Zigong.
Chapter completed!