All the great saints in the Temple of Death summoned holy weapons and inspired a series of powers that destroyed the world.

The monks watching the battle nearby retreated one after another.

If this wave of attack falls, let alone breaking through the Seven Star Imperial Palace, I am afraid that all the monks in the Seven Star Imperial Palace will be scattered. Zhang Ruochen eventually caused himself a murder.

Xue Tu looked at the rising holy weapons, and his vest was filled with cold air. He stared at Zhang Ruochen, and wanted to ask: "Senior Brother, should we escape?"

However, his mouth couldn't open and he didn't say a word.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to have no trump card prepared, and he was still standing there, looking like he was waiting to die.

Just when Blood Slaughter was extremely regretful, a stunning figure walked out of the Seven Star Imperial Palace, with white clothes fluttering and extremely beautiful, and said to all the great sages of the Temple of Death: "The legendary Haike and Nan Sheng are indeed extremely disappointing. Doesn't there even be a monk who can get on the table?"

When Nan Sheng saw Yan Zhexian standing beside Zhang Ruochen, his face was slightly shocked, and he quickly sent a message to stop the great saints of the Death Temple who were preparing to attack.

Just kidding, Zhang Ruochen would kill him, but if Yan Zhexian died in the Seven Star Imperial Palace, the matter would be a big deal! Even if he escaped back to Tiannan, he would probably not be able to avoid disaster.

Blood Tuo, whose scalp was numb and even a little desperate, saw Yan Zhexian, swept away the worry in his heart, and quickly bowed and smiled: "It turns out that my sister-in-law is here, and what my sister-in-law said is really embarrassing. A great saint in life that can be challenged by the Great Sage of Hundred Shackles, the Immortal Blood Clan and the Yama clan have never been so funny."

"Oh, my teacher's wife is pregnant. What if the great saints of the Death Temple are not serious and make my teacher's wife feel angry? Who can bear this responsibility?"

Xue Tu shouted "sister's wife" at once, causing Da Sikong and Er Sikong who were standing not far away to stare at each other. When the Son of Xue Tu was leading a large army to attack the sword tomb in Kunlun Realm, why didn't he realize that he was such a clever ghost?

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The two monks closed their eyes and recited the Buddha's name.

Haike and Nan Sheng both looked solemn. The monks of the corrupt clan, including other great saints in the Temple of Death, could not value reputation, but the two of them could not.

The appearance of Yan Zhexian caught them off guard.

It seems that it won’t work if you want to kill Zhang Ruochen with the power of thunder!

Yan Zhexian said: "Zhang Ruochen challenges the Corrupt Clan. If the Temple of Death wants to stand up for the Corrupt Clan and send the Great Sage of the Hundred Shackles and Thousand Questions Realm, I have absolutely no objection. But, Nan Sheng, Haike, if you take action, can I go to find the Second Uncle to challenge you?"

"good!"

Blood Tu roared and said with a smile.

He never dreamed that his senior brother was so powerful that he actually took down all the eldest daughters of the Yan Luo clan. What else is there to fear? Pleasing the eldest daughter of the Yan Luo clan may bring more benefits than pleasing the senior brother.

Nan Sheng and Haike communicated with each other, and finally decided not to fight against the Yan Luo clan, and it would not be too late to find an opportunity to kill Zhang Ruochen when he left the Hundred Clans Royal City.

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Chapter completed!