Such a puppet body is worth more than the Seven Yuan King Sacred Artifact, but Zhang Ruochen did not feel heartbroken, but was just deeply afraid.

The Great Sage, the Seven-Handed Old Man, and the Cairo Earth Master were all those who had experienced strong winds and waves, but their faces were as clear as earth at this moment.

No one noticed that at the moment the boulder was exploding in the boulder building, the sword island in the center of the blood lake trembled slightly and sank slightly.

When they were in amazement...

"Zhang Ruochen, you collude with the monks of the Heavenly Court and repeatedly fight against the Hell Realm. Today is your death date." As the originally silent voice sounded, the monks of the Temple of Death surrounded the camels of the formation.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and looked over, saying, "If you want to kill me and seize the treasures on me, just say that, why do you have to find such a high-sounding excuse?"

Originally, he smiled and said, "Since you can see so clearly, you will take the initiative to hand over the supreme holy artifacts on your body. Perhaps, there is still a way out today."

Zhang Ruochen said, "Just rely on you?"

Originally Ji said, "What you rely on is just the formation of the Cairo Earth Master. Once this defensive formation is broken, you can still be the opponent of the Temple of Death? Just like that, Senior Cun is also a hand of the formation world. How long do you think this defensive formation can block him?"

Although Ji was originally a weak among these supreme saints, he could not resist being Yuan Qianmo's younger brother, and his status was there, and he was qualified to represent the Temple of Death.

The calendered wind walked to the front and showed a sinister smile.

Zhang Ruochen, who originally thought he was calm today, smiled proudly: "My fourth brother is about to break through to become a god. At that time, let alone a Cairo earth master, even ten Cairo earth masters will not be his opponent."

"Before He becomes God, you hand over the supreme holy artifacts, and it is your only way to live."

The monks in the Temple of Death were all contented and were not worried about Yuan Qianmo's safety at all. Because they knew that once Yuan Qianmo was defeated by Ji Fanxin and had a life-and-death crisis, they would definitely break the realm and become a god immediately.

For Yuan Qianmo, who is the first in the "ShenCrown Volume", once he wants to break through the realm, no one can stop him. Of course, except for the gods.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyes suddenly moved to the chaotic clouds in the distance. He saw an incredible scene and said, "Not good!"

Wu Ma Jiuxing, who was originally standing above Ying Long's head, emitted a dazzling divine light, bursting out an unparalleled divine power, causing the space to shake violently.

He poked out a palm and slapped at the Chaos Clouds.

"Bang!"

The palm turned into a divine cloud, blending Bai Qing'er into the Dao Realm where the chaotic holy intention was first opened, and in an instant, it was crushed and opened.

The four powerful people who were fighting fiercely inside flew out like scarecrows and fell to the ground in a row. Each of them was bleeding and suffered extremely serious injuries.

"Wu Ma Jiuxing, what are you doing?"

General Zhu roared and immediately rushed towards Bai Qing'er who was lying in a pool of blood.

However, before he got close to Bai Qing'er, he was slashed by a sword light flying out of Wu Ma Jiuxing's eyes. With a bang, the stone body turned into a pile of gravel, and all the breath of life disappeared completely.

The Ghost Prince waved out his iron staff and slashed at Wu Ma Jiuxing, but was lifted out with his sleeve and his body flew out of the huge stone altar, and he didn't know where he fell.

Yuan Qianmo, Gu Shijing, Blood Spirit Fairy, Bai Qing'er, all his eyes fell on Wu Ma Jiuxing, and was suppressed by the divine power and rule divine patterns that burst out from him, so it was difficult to stand up.

Bai Qing'er faced the divine power head-on, sat slowly on the ground, her red lips dyed blood, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "It turns out that you have already broken through to the divine realm."

"It's not too early. I broke through after leaving Ice King Star." Wu Ma Jiuxing said lightly.

Bai Qing'er said: "Why?"

Wu Ma Jiuxing carried his hands on his back, looked up at the sky, and said with emotion: "Because the strongest sword path is in the heavenly court and in the sword god realm."

"So, in the years you have been missing, have you gone to the Knife God Realm to practice?" Bai Qing'er said.

"Boom."

Wu Ma Jiuxing flew down from Ying Long's head, stomped on Yuan Qianmo's head, who was trying to break through the realm and become a god, and kicked his headless body into the blood lake.

The body turned into sand and dust and sank to the bottom of the lake.

A generation of geniuses, the best in the "Sacrificial Crown Volume", was killed as if he was killed a mortal.

Wu Ma Jiuxing was walking casually, saying: "Anyway, you all have to die today, so it's okay to tell you. Behind the Qiankun Yiqi Hall, there are always the Knife God Realm and the Heaven Realm. Qing'er, you are incredible. If you are willing to surrender, you can save your life today."

"Submit, who should I surrender?" Bai Qing'er seemed to have some intentions.

Wu Ma Jiuxing looked down at Bai Qing'er and said, "Transfer half of your holy soul and I will control it. Today, I will protect your life!"
Chapter completed!