"The six cultivators in Guanghan Realm can kill the alien king and can only escape their lives? How is it possible that the alien king is so strong..."

...?None of them could trust their eyes, and such results were completely different from their previous predictions.

"Is it Zhang Ruochen?" Many people had such a thought in their hearts.

Su Jing stopped, was slightly stunned, and then a happy smile appeared on his face. Even the alien king was seriously injured and could only escape. It seems that Guanghan Realm must have the absolute advantage in the battle in the dojo.

Seeing that the alien king was about to rush out of the Jingxiang Cliff Temple, there was a loud shout in front of him.

"Where to escape?"

Zhang Ruochen used the means of space movement to jump out of the void and appeared in front of the alien king. He swung the purple sacred mountain and hit him, making his head bleeding, and his huge body flew backwards.

Just so happened that Ling Feiyu, who had caught up from behind, used the sword articulation Xuangang and turned into a sword rainbow to penetrate the body of the strange king.

"Boom."

The alien king fell heavily to the ground, so wounded that he could not stand up anymore, and a loud roar came out: "Zhang Ruochen, I am the legitimate grandson of the Golden-winged Great Saint. If you kill me, my grandfather will definitely avenge me and tear you into pieces."

In order to prevent the alien king from self-destructing the holy source and burning them with both jade, Zhang Ruochen made a decisive move and broke out a space crack, slashed the alien king's body, and shot him to death.

All the monks gathered outside the Jingxiang Cliff Taoist temple witnessed this scene, and they were as if they had been petrified and stunned.

Zhang Ruochen killed a powerful man of the four-step Saint King level, and that powerful man was also the grandson of a powerful saint.

The dozens of living cultivators in the cloud world rushed out and saw Zhang Ruochen killing the alien king. They were all so scared that their faces were pale. They stopped immediately and did not dare to take another step.

Zhang Ruochen drank Long Ling Mad Bull Wine, and his murderous intent was thrilling. He glanced at them and shouted: "If you dare to break into Jingxiang Cliff Taoist Temple, you will all die, no one can escape."

"Damn, Zhang Ruochen's eyes are red. It's impossible for him to let us go. Everyone fights with him!"

A bald man from Zerg roared and used the forbidden technique. The holy blood in his body burned, and the fluctuations of power emanating from him continued to rise.

The monks of the cloud world used the forbidden technique to consume life span to forcibly improve their combat power.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are forcing us to a dead end and you will bear the consequences."

"I don't leave my way to survive, I can only die together."

Some of the monks in the Cloud Realm, with the will of death, were ready to find an opportunity to explode the holy source, die with Zhang Ruochen, and eliminate a great enemy for the Cloud Realm.

Looking at the dozens of monks in the cloud world, they attacked over crazily.

Zhang Ruochen stood under the stairs and did not retreat. Instead, he took out a Tiangang Purple Fire Talisman, stimulated the inscription on the talisman, and slapped it out.

Then, he used the purple sacred mountain as a shield and blocked it in front of him.

"Boom."

The violent energy swept through most of the Jingxiang Cliff Temple, and purple flames filled the ground, burning the soil in many places into golden droplets.

When Zhang Ruochen moved the purple sacred mountain away, all the monks in the cloud world turned into broken bones and fell to the ground, burning like a fire.

"What a pity, I consume another one." Zhang Ruochen said.

A large number of monks gathered outside the Jingxiang Cliff Temple. They were talking about it all the time, but at this moment, they were in a silence like death.

Only the sound of the wind flows through the crowd.

Perhaps they held their breath for too long, and after a while, there were a series of gasping sounds.

"Too bloody, too cruel, too amazing."

A young man with evil patterns on his eyebrows cursed: "Who said before that Zhang Ruochen was ranked first in the "Saint Merit List" because he was not worthy of his reputation? You almost killed Ben Shao. Fortunately, the strange king and the monks in the Yunjie tried Zhang Ruochen's true strength. Otherwise, Ben Shao would have been foolish and challenged him, and with his fierce means, he would not be beaten to death?"

Previously, the monk who planned to challenge Zhang Ruochen was more than that young man?

But seeing Zhang Ruochen so brave, so cruel, and so bloody, who dares to challenge? Obviously, Zhang Ruochen is a murderous devil.

Another monk said, "I have seen the mirror image of Zhang Ruochen's battle in the ancestral spirit world. With his own strength, he killed the Rakshasa army so that they fled like a dog from a broken family. Do you actually dare to provoke him? Do you think your life is long?"

On the field about 120 miles away from the Jingxiang Cliff Temple, there was a man and a woman standing. They were wearing light blue holy robes, with the collar of the holy robes embroidered with the word "truth".

On the sleeves of the holy robe, there is a white crane embroidered.

Wearing a crane blue sky robe means that they are divine disciples of the Temple of Truth. They have a large background and can inspect the Truth Heaven Realm. They have huge powers and are definitely not comparable to those third-class disciples, second-class disciples, and first-class disciples.

The man looked in his twenties and was very young, and smiled and said, "As soon as Zhang Ruochen came to the Truth Heaven Realm, he created such a big killing. It is obvious that he wanted to establish his authority and make everyone afraid of him."

"Things to be expected."

The woman was wearing a white veil on her face and had a ethereal and dusty temperament, like the moon in the clouds and flowers in the mirror, mysterious.

After a pause, she said again: "Maybe, this is just the beginning of a bloody storm."

The man nodded and said, "The Guanghan Realm has been bullied for 100,000 years. The accumulated resentment is like water in the sea, which is difficult to express, and it must be vented out. The appearance of Zhang Ruochen, a descendant of time and space, must be the beginning of the turmoil in the Truth Heaven Realm."

"What does the divine master mean?"

The woman's voice was soft, like a clear spring flowing up the stone.

The man said, "The Master said that this is a continuation of the battle a hundred thousand years ago, and the Temple of Truth is not convenient to intervene. As long as the situation is still within the control, as long as they do not exceed the rules set by the Temple of Truth, we only need to be bystanders."

"The representative of that side is Shang Zigong, and Zhang Ruochen can beat him?" the woman said without any emotion.

The man was silent for a moment, smiled again, and said, "Didn't Shang Zigong lose a few days ago? Zhang Ruochen is the successor of the Sumeru Holy Monk. After all, he is the leader of the two ancient ways of the Way of Time and the Way of Space. He may not be able to emerge from the dark curtains."

"Besides, Zhang Ruochen may not be all enemies in the Heavenly Court Realm. I have carefully studied the files from 100,000 years ago and analyzed them. The descendants of the Taoist lineage may come into contact with him. The Buddhist lineage once received a considerable favor from the Sumeru Holy Monk. On the contrary, the attitude of the Temple of Time and the Temple of Space is difficult to guess."

The woman said, "When the great way fights, there will be a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Since the fire of hatred has started to burn, only the blood of the dead can be extinguished."

The wind blew.
Chapter completed!