Fei Zhong was stunned by Zhang Ruochen's stick and slipped down from the pillar, his eyes blank and shocked.

How could Zhang Ruochen, who was in the Baiyong realm, be so powerful?

No.

Even if he is a Yuanhui-level genius, it is impossible for him to be so strong that he can kill the Supreme Sage at will. What is that tiger shadow behind Zhang Ruochen?

Although it was a shadow, it made his holy soul throb.

Gong Nanfeng looked at Zhang Ruochen's flying figure, and his heart trembled with excitement, "Brother Ruochen didn't continue to hold back, he finally chose to take action, great, we can be saved, we can be saved!"

…

In the great formation of thousands of sounds and whirlwinds in the sky.

The remaining four supreme saints looked at each other, with anger and death in their eyes.

"His Royal Highness the Son of God, please enter the inner space of the extremely vicious blade to take shelter temporarily. Next, leave it to us!" Cang Sheng, one of the four supreme realm saints, said coldly.

Xingluo didn't know that they wanted to die together, so he smiled bitterly and said: "It's useless! Ji Fanxin's mental power is very powerful. You are not the Emperor Yue Ming. It is impossible for you to self-destruct the Holy Source under her nose."

"Only if I, with the power of the ghost mask, can resist the penetration of her spiritual power, will you have a chance. Therefore, even if I die with her, it's my turn."

"You hide in the inner space of the extremely vicious blade, and I will fight her one last time."

The supreme sage with four eyes shook his head and said: "No, His Highness the Son of God cannot self-destruct the Holy Source under any circumstances. If you die, the Temple of Destiny will no longer have control over this era."

Xingluo said: "I am no longer the Son of God. If I die, I will not have a big impact on the temple. Don't worry, the temple has a profound foundation and will not collapse so easily. When the new goddess He Que grows up, it will be difficult for anyone to make trouble.

Escape to death."

If there were other choices, how could Xingluo be willing to die together with the enemy?

If they don't do this, all of them will be consumed by the formation.

The four supreme sages felt sad and helpless.

There was a time when people like them would receive supreme hospitality from any clan they went to. When they appeared on the battlefield of merit, they could kill all the great saints in the heaven without leaving a trace.

But now, he can't even self-destruct the Holy Source.

"Is there no other way?"

The supreme sage with four eyes gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the "Given Heart" in the sea of ​​flowers.

Xingluo said: "If you weren't trapped in the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Formation, I would be somewhat sure that I could help you escape."

"In other words, as long as we can break the formation, our chances of escaping will be greatly increased?" Cang Sheng took out a suppressing stone and said: "This suppressing stone was refined by a formation master from the temple.

, maybe the formation can be broken.”

Xing Luo shook his head and said: "Once you fall into the formation, even if the formation master in the temple comes in person, there is nothing you can do, let alone a mere suppression stone? Unless there is an extremely powerful person who takes action outside the formation,

Only then can we have a chance to break Givenchy's formation."

The four Supreme Realm Great Sages looked sad. They all knew that for Xing Luo to be called an extremely powerful person, he must be at least someone of the same level as him.

There are only a handful of people like this in the entire hell world.

Where to find it?

"Look, there is a strong man from the immortal vampire clan flying over." The four-eyed supreme saint exclaimed in surprise.

Xingluo was already prepared to self-destruct the Holy Source. Hearing these words, he was a little surprised. He thought to himself, could it be that the previous battle alerted the strong undead vampires who happened to be passing nearby?

However, under the Immortal Vampire God Realm, there seems to be no Yuanhui-level figure in the Supreme Realm.

Ordinary supreme saints come here just to die.

Xingluo looked over, his eyes became strange, and he said in surprise: "How could it be him?"

In the dark void in the distance, a dense blood cloud flew in.

Zhang Ruochen has twelve wings on his back, standing in the blood cloud, his divine power is unparalleled. He has the power of a demigod body and the power of a gold-buried white tiger. It is like the arrival of a true god.

Bai Qing'er glanced over and said, "You finally couldn't bear it anymore and want to become my enemy?"

"You have already won, why do you need to kill them all?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes were filled with the rules of truth and the golden burial pattern, and he looked at Bai Qing'er without any fear.

Bai Qing'er said: "No one can stop the person I want to kill!"

"You want to kill Yan Huangtu and Yan Zhexian, why don't I stop you? This time, I want to try too."

The Wujin Zhantian Pillar flew out from Zhang Ruochen's hand. Under the urging of the divine energy, the pillar expanded and became thicker than the mountain peak. The golden brilliance spread in all directions and turned into a golden ocean.

In the golden ocean, fighting spirit rolled like clouds and mist.

Wu Jinzhan Tianzhu was pushed to the extreme, erupting with unparalleled supreme power, shattering the sea of ​​flowers in the void where Bai Qing'er was, and falling towards her.

Bai Qing'er's eyes were cold and sharp, and she said: "This is the power lent to you by the Golden Burial White Tiger? It is indeed very strong, but it's a pity that your realm is too low to understand the mystery, and you only have brute strength."

Bai Qing'er did not choose to confront Wu Jin and Tianzhu head-on, and took a step to the left.

It was just one step, but it spanned a hundred miles, easily avoiding Zhang Ruochen's earth-shaking blow.

Wu Jinzhan Tianzhu swept over and struck out again.

On the body of the pillar, there are countless thousands of supreme inscriptions, like the veins of heaven and earth, trying to fix Bai Qing'er in space and force her to resist Zhang Ruochen's attack.

"Your attacks are too superficial. No matter how powerful the weapon is in your hand, it can't hurt me at all."

Bai Qing'er turned into a wisp of green smoke, bypassed Wujin Zhan Tianzhu, and avoided it again.

When she fought with Zhang Ruochen, her mental power still controlled the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Formation, suppressing the five powerful men of the Temple of Destiny including Xingluo, and she seemed relaxed and at ease.

Zhang Ruochen struck dozens of blows in a row, the force was so fierce that almost no one in the divine realm dared to take it hard. However, every blow was like a stone sinking into the sea, and Bai Qing'er silently avoided it.

The fluctuations in the battle here have already spread and will definitely be noticed by other monks.

If Bai Qing'er didn't want to be besieged by the overwhelming monks, she could only end the battle as soon as possible and escape. Zhang Ruochen's attack actually caused her a lot of trouble.

"You have been attacking for so long. Are you tired? Give me a move and try it."

"Yin Yang Five Elements Palm!"

Bai Qing'er slapped her palm, and the Tai Chi seal that resembled the sacred meaning of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements emerged. Combined with the power of the palm, it exploded with overwhelming power.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know why Bai Qing'er was able to simulate the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Holy Will, but he knew that this so-called Holy Will was just in form.

Of course, it is no small matter for Bai Qing'er to play it, even if it is just in appearance.

Bai Qing'er wasn't so serious at the beginning, and with just a casual grab, he could crush the demigod Hei Shisha to death from thousands of miles away.

This blow was much stronger than the one that crushed Hei Zhasha to death.

"This palm was specially created for you." Bai Qing'er said.

"The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror."

An ancient mirror flew out and erupted with a demonic energy that stretched thousands of miles.

In the demonic energy, majestic mountains emerged to resist Bai Qing'er's palm prints.

"Boom."

The magic mountains were shattered one after another. Finally, the palm prints collided with the mirror of the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror. The mirror sank like a layer of water curtain, swallowing the palm prints as well.

Bai Qing'er let out a light sigh, and suddenly her eyes darkened.

She discovered that the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror was suspended there, but Zhang Ruochen disappeared.

"not good!"

Bai Qing'er turned around and looked around, only to see Zhang Ruochen walking out of the space and appearing above the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Formation.

He was holding the Wujin Zhantian Pillar, and dense patterns of gold-burial rules appeared on his arms. A white tiger with a height of thousands of miles appeared on his body, exploding with the power of swallowing the Tianhe River.

The Wujin Zhan Tianzhu split out, causing a corner of the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Swirling Formation to collapse.

A bronze chime bell was knocked out, and the sonorous sound resounded throughout the world.

Xingluo used the sea of ​​stars to wrap up the four Supreme Saints of the Temple of Destiny. Taking this opportunity, he escaped from the gap in the formation, bursting out at a speed exceeding 10,000 times the speed of sound, and fled towards the sky.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace. I will be rewarded in the future." Xing Luo's message rang in Zhang Ruochen's mind.

Bai Qing'er's real body walked out of the broken space and merged with the fake body in the sea of ​​flowers. Her eyes were colder than ever before, and she walked towards Zhang Ruochen in a hundred steps and said: "Zhang Ruochen, how dare you do anything bad?"

I have such a big plan that I can’t keep you!”

Bai Qing'er pointed out without using the bronze chime.

Although they were hundreds of miles apart, after her fingertips came out, they appeared directly in front of Zhang Ruochen, as if they had penetrated the space instantly. However, Zhang Ruochen did not feel the fluctuations in the space at all.

In desperation, Zhang Ruochen pushed him out with a palm.

The tiger shadow behind him then raised his huge paw, making the same trajectory as Zhang Ruochen's palm, and pressed it.

The palm of his hand hit Bai Qing'er's fingertips.

On Zhang Ruochen's palm, there are gloves with the level of a king's sacred weapon, and there are countless golden burial rules and divine patterns.

Under the gloves, the palms turned into gold.

"Snapped!"
To be continued...