Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but think of the Ruins that the Kunlun Realm attacked. In the eyes of the creatures in the Ruins Realm, the monks in the Kunlun Realm were probably as evil as the monks in the Hell Realm.

In many cases, the boundary between good and evil is no longer too clear.

"I set foot on the battlefield of merit, and I have killed countless monks in the hell world. Their relatives and friends should all hate me to the core." Zhang Ruochen thought so in his heart.

But he did nothing wrong. Everything he did was to protect his hometown.

Zhang Ruochen never feels that what he does must represent justice, but at least, he must have a clear conscience.

"Please give me advice." Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Yu did not speak, and his body shook, showing eight huge silver wings, crazily absorbing the holy energy of heaven and earth.

As Emperor Yu sported his flesh wings, a strong wind suddenly rolled up, covering Zhang Ruochen. In the strong wind, there were countless invisible wind blades, each of which was extremely sharp and could cut all things.

Zhang Ruochen immediately used space methods, and the true domain of space condensed, isolating all wind blades.

However, the strong wind became stronger and stronger, and the rules of the wind ducts between heaven and earth were gathered together, and a terrifying storm evolved, with great momentum sweeping the heaven and earth.

"Crash."

A large area of ​​space burst, with dark cracks spreading, like a spider web.

Anyone can see that Emperor Yu did not show any mercy. He tried his best, as if he wanted to hurt Zhang Ruochen hard or even kill him.

At the same time, Emperor Yu's hands were extremely fast and formed seals, releasing a blue-colored flame, injecting it into the storm.

The so-called wind assists the fire.

The moment it was combined with the storm, the green flames surged, forming a momentum of burning the sky.

"Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame."

Seeing the green and green flames, many monks couldn't help but show fear.

There is no way, Jiuyou Soul-Devouring Flame is too famous, and not many people can not be afraid of it.

This flame does not exist naturally, but is condensed by secret techniques.

To condense the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame, you need to go to the extreme Yin land, collect various Yin evil forces, and melt them together.

During the smelting process, you have to endure extremely huge pain, and with great risks, you may lose your life if you are not careful.

Therefore, although many monks know the method of condensing the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Fire, few people dare to try it, and there are very few who have succeeded in condensing.

"Emperor Yu has been so silent for a hundred years. It turns out that he is condensing the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame. How much effort has she put into it for the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame to this level?"

Many monks present were shocked.

They also understood that Emperor Yu's efforts to make himself stronger are nothing more than to revive his family and avenge his dead relatives.

Sometimes, the power of hatred is really terrible and can make people fall into madness.

"Zhang Ruochen is in trouble!"

Many monks couldn't help but have this thought in their hearts.

Emperor Yu combined the two methods of wind and fire, which was invincible. Not to mention winning, whether Zhang Ruochen could escape unstoppably is a question.

Once the "Three Evils of Blood Heaven" get serious, who can resist?

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was completely shrouded in a flame storm, as if he was trapped in a large stove, his body and mind were being tempered.

The invisible wind blade is too sharp, cutting the true domain of the space into a crack, allowing the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame to penetrate.

The Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame is different from ordinary flames. It is not hot, but is extremely cold and can freeze everything.

The most important thing is that the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame is directly targeting the holy soul. Once it is contaminated, it will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone and it is difficult to eliminate.

Zhang Ruochen was not at all panicked. As soon as he raised his hand, the imperial flame-level pure destruction divine fire emerged from his body.

Originally, his pure destruction divine fire was pure white, but now it was faintly dyed with a hint of gold.

The improvement of cultivation strength, coupled with the fusion of the rules of heaven and earth, the Jingmiao Divine Fire undergoes a great transformation and becomes more powerful in essence.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized his own rules of wood path and fire path, and at the same time released the power of the Great Saint to urge the pure and destroy divine fire to the extreme.
Chapter completed!