Zhang Ruochen said: "I can give you a chance to survive, convey the message to the Rakshasa clan, and send the ancient holy tea tree taken away by Prince Moro back to Kunlun Realm."

While speaking, Zhang Ruochen turned his gaze to Prince Moro. Unfortunately, what he saw was just a white bone, and all the flesh and blood were eaten by the group of Rakshasa holy kings.

Even so, Prince Moro has not really died, and his holy source and holy soul still exist.

With a hand, Zhang Ruochen took Prince Moro's holy source into his hand, and his holy soul was being banned.

After being eaten away by the saint king of the Rakshasa clan, Prince Moro's spiritual will is already in a state of collapse.

Even if it is allowed to take over a new body, it is already ruined and it is impossible to achieve too much success.

With a change of mind, Zhang Ruochen took Prince Moro's holy source into the Qiankun Realm, allowing the evil spirit to refine his holy soul.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen put away the holy bones of Prince Moro.

This bone has been immortalized, which is equivalent to the bone of the immortal great saint, and is of many uses.

At the same time, the magic sound suddenly released a large number of vines, piercing out like lightning, piercing the body of a saint king of the Rakshasa clan.

"You... are not trustworthy."

The saint kings of the Rakshasa clan were all full of reluctance.

They had put aside all their concerns and ate Prince Moro's flesh and blood, but unexpectedly, they could not escape death in the end.

Mo Yin said coldly: "Keep your trust in the monks in the hell realm, which is the kindness of women. Should you let you go back and continue to devour the creatures in the Kunlun realm?"

When she and the Qingtian Holy Dragon personally took action to capture these group of Rakshasa holy kings, their results were already destined.

Whether it is Prince Moro or the group of saints of the Rakshasa clan, they are all executioners of the slaughter of the Hua Sect, how can they let it go?

In a moment, all the essence of the Rakshasa Holy King was swallowed up and turned into mummies. The wind blew by and dissipated.

"Senior Chu, you can rest in peace!" Zhang Ruochen recited silently in his heart.

After experiencing too much helplessness, pain, sadness and hatred, Zhang Ruochen's heart gradually became cold and no longer as kind as before.

Perhaps this is the price you will pay to embark on the road to the strong and pursue the emperor's path.

In any case, Zhang Ruochen's mind became much more relaxed after avenging Chu Siyuan.

Next, he needs to retake the ancient Holy Taoist tea tree belonging to the Hua Sect, helping the talented saint book girl to revive the Hua Sect and revive Confucianism and Taoism.

And all this hope is placed on Luo Yi.

As the Rakshasa princess, Luo Yi's status and status are more respectful than Prince Moro. Taking it in his hands may allow the Rakshasa clan to compromise.

In fact, there is hope to exchange Prince Moro for the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path.

However, Prince Moro was the murderer who killed Chu Siyuan, and he had already captured Luo Yi, so there was no need to keep him.

"You want to retake the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao so much, because it is for the talented girl of the Holy Book? Zhang Ruochen, you pretend to be cold at any time, but you are actually very passionate! You are so funny!" Luo Qi said.

Obviously, Luo Yi knew everything about Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just do what I said."

As he spoke, Zhang Ruochen released a more terrifying murderous intent and an irresistible will that enveloped Luo Yi.

"I just send the message, so why are you doing so fiercely?" Luo Qi was shocked and couldn't help but curl his lips.

She could feel that Zhang Ruochen was not joking. If he was not obedient, the consequences would be unpredictable.

In order not to really annoy Zhang Ruochen, Luo Yi immediately began to write the content to be passed on.

Soon, Luo Yi carved all the words and immediately typed them out after Zhang Ruochen saw them.

Luo Qi felt embarrassed but helpless when he asked the clan to take out the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao to save him. Zhang Ruochen became stronger and stronger. Even if she had thousands of methods, it would be impossible to work this time.

Even Yan Wushen was so arrogant that he was in Zhang Ruochen's hands. Even if she failed, she didn't seem to be very embarrassed.

In Luo Yi's view, Zhang Ruochen's change is not only reflected in his cultivation, but also in his heart, and there are no flaws.

In order to achieve his goal, he can do whatever he wants.
Chapter completed!