"Why... why can't the equality of all beings be enabled... Could it be that even the Holy Monk of Sumeru abandoned us..."

Gai Tianjiao's eyes were confused, staring at the dim sky, coughing out blood from her mouth, which was quite unwilling.

In the same realm, she has absolute confidence to defeat these powerful people in the heavenly realm.

However, the time she practiced was far less than that of the other party, and her cultivation level was much different. She could not realize the equality of all beings, so she had no power to fight back.

The saint king of the angel tribe wanted Gai Tianjiao to be completely despaired and said deliberately: "You Kunlun Realm was abandoned 100,000 years ago. Only you idiots think that Kunlun Realm has a chance to rise again. In fact, your ancestors are also stupid people. Ten thousand years ago, they actually tried their best to fight with the hell realm, trying to seriously injure the hell realm and establish a new order in the universe..."

"Who do you think is stupid?"

A cold sound exploded out of thin air.

Zhang Ruochen stepped into the illusion array, his body shook, and appeared in front of the angel clan saint king, his eyes were biting cold.

The saint king of the angel tribe looked around and confirmed that Zhang Ruochen was not a monk from Kunlun Realm. He broke in from outside, and scolded him, "Bold, don't you know that the kings of the heaven realm are here? This is not the place you should come..."

"Wow—"

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to talk to him, so he slashed out with a sword and dragged out a sword-divine Xuangang several feet long.

Xuangang is not a sword energy, it has the power to penetrate the world.

The saint king of the angel tribe changed his expression. He quickly pulled out the spear that stabbed Gai Tianjiao's abdomen, and used the spear as a stick to slash him horizontally, trying to resist Zhang Ruochen's sword.

"Puff."

The ancient sword of Chenyuan cut off the spear of the Ten Thousand-Striped Holy Artifact-level, like cutting tofu, and slashed the head of the angel tribe's holy king so hard that it flew.

The saint king of the angel tribe looked at his body below, getting farther and farther away from him, and the fear in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

He mobilized the holy energy in the sea of ​​Qi, controlled his head, flew towards the center of the island, and shouted: "A strong enemy has entered..."

"Wow—"

Two pillars of pure and destructive divine fire flew out from Zhang Ruochen's pupils and hit the head.

The head exploded and turned into Mars.

Not far away, the three female saints of the elves who were suppressing Bu Qianfan were all shocked, and a cold light appeared in their beautiful eyes.

"The kings in the heaven world do business here, and there are still people who dare to meddle in other people's business."

"You two, go and suppress him."

Two of the female saint kings of the elves whose mental strength reached the peak of level 56 did not continue to suppress Bu Qianfan. They raised the Holy Jade Staff, recited a spell, used the Holy Method, and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

The combat power of any of them is not as weak as that of the Four-Step Holy King.

A female saint king of the elf tribe mobilized the wind and condensed a twenty-foot-long wind-sparrow beast, carrying the blades of the sky, and pounced towards Zhang Ruochen.

Another female saint king of the Elf tribe mobilized the power of flames, with thousands of fireballs suspended around her body and turned into a rain of fire and flew out.

Whether it is a fireball or a wind blade, it has been tempered and superimposed thousands of times, and is extremely condensed, with the power to tear apart the body of the Holy King. If in the mortal world, a fireball can destroy a city, and a wind blade can flatten a mountain.

Zhang Ruochen was calm and unfolded the Eight Dragon Umbrella.

Eight golden dragons rushed out from the surface of the umbrella, shattering the holy magic they had beaten.

"Ao! Ao!"

Eight dragon shadows hit the two female saints of the elves, shaking their beautiful bodies into bursting. Apart from two blood mists, only two white bones were left and they were thrown out.

The female saint king of the elf tribe who was still suppressing Bu Qianfan was named Yan Ni, whose mental strength reached level 57. Seeing this scene, he let out a sharp cry, retracting the power to suppress Bu Qianfan and glaring at Zhang Ruochen.

The two female saint kings whose mental strength reached level 56 have extraordinary talents and have the opportunity to become the great saints of spiritual power. Their fall is a huge loss for the elves.

On Yan Ni's back, a pair of wings as thin as a cicada's wings spread out, and the wings emitted a brilliant blue light.

Suddenly, the holy energy of this world gathered towards the holy staff in her hand.

The light emitted by the holy rod was extremely dazzling and also had a devastating aura, causing the lake to roll violently, and there were sharp ice cones falling down like rain in the sky.

Zhang Ruochen ignored Yan Ni, held the Eight Dragon Umbrella, and walked to Gai Tianjiao.

The sharp ice cone fell on the umbrella and made a "bang bang" sound.

"Senior Sister." Zhang Ruochen said.

Gai Tianjiao saw Zhang Ruochen's extraordinary but a little arrogant figure, and showed a look of relief on her face, and said dyingly: "I... I knew... you must... you... I'll come... but unfortunately I can't... fight again..."

"Don't say such disheartening words, the battle has just begun."

Zhang Ruochen took out the green lotus seeds, triggered the green light, and penetrated into Gai Tianjiao's body.

Yan Ni was extremely angry. The dignified 57th-level spiritual power holy king was actually ignored. So, all her mental power burst out and she pointed the holy staff at Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom."

An electric dragon as thick as a bucket flew out from the holy staff.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at her and said, "Don't kill her, I'm going to live."

Xie Chengzi flew to Zhang Ruochen, pressed his palms forward, and performed a holy technique. Suddenly, two clouds of evil energy surged out of the palm. From the evil cloud, a black claw that was hundreds of meters long stretched out, smashing the electric dragon and slapped Yan Ni.

"Bang."

Yan Ni is worthy of being the 57th-level spiritual power saint king. Fifty-four layers of light shields appeared on her graceful body, which actually blocked Xie Chengzi's attack.

Just backing back dozens of feet, Yan Ni stabilized her body.

Xie Chengzi chased after him and shot out the bloodthirsty ring.

"Crash."

The bloodthirsty ring rotated quickly and flew over Yan Ni, blocking her and the fifty-four-layered light shield circles. As the bloodthirsty ring kept shrinking, the fifty-four-layered light shields that protected Yan Ni made a "bang bang" sound, constantly exploding.

Finally, all the light shields were shattered and turned into light spots.

The bloodthirsty ring was stuck on Yan Ni's body, making her unable to move.

Under the treatment of the strength of lotus seeds, the injuries on Gai Tianjiao and Bu Qianfan were healed almost instantly and became vibrant again.

Bu Qianfan stared at Yan Ni coldly and said, "She has a high status in the Heaven Realm. If you catch her, we will have the bargaining chips to negotiate with the Heaven Realm!"

Xie Chengzi took back the bloodthirsty ring, while Bu Qianfan used a holy binding lock to trap Yan Ni.
Chapter completed!