Chapter 1849 It’s a Pleasure to Meet Each Other

The battle of the Holy City in the Eastern Territory came to an end, and all the saints of the Heaven Realm faction headed by Mr. Shenya were defeated and fled.

This battle made Zhang Ruochen, Jiang Yunchong, Murong Yefeng and others become famous, and established the demeanor of extremely strong men in the hearts of the monks in the Eastern Region.

Because of their presence, monks in other big worlds have realized that the Kunlun world is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated casually, and there are also some ruthless characters.

The fall of Xie Canghai and Jueyan Fox.

Tianchen was captured.

Mr. Shenya was seriously injured and escaped.

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Such an astonishing record was enough to intimidate them.

The Holy City in the Eastern Territory returns to peace.

During this sensitive period, all the holy monks in the major worlds were silent collectively, not daring to act rashly.

The Palace of the Saint King of the Eastern Region.

Zhang Ruochen and "King of the Eastern Region" Chen Yin sat opposite each other.

This "King of the Eastern Region" is a prince conferred by Queen Chi Yao, which represents an official position. Zhang Ruochen, who is in charge of the Xinhuo Order, is the true king of the Eastern Region and the master of a region.

Zhang Ruochen narrated the entire process of meeting Chen Yuhua.

After listening, Chen Yin was surprisingly calm and just sighed softly: "When he was dying, my father found someone who could continue to be in charge of the Fire Order. I believe he would be happy when he left."

"It's a pity that I can't control the Fire Order now." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen is still far away from the fifty-ninth level of spiritual power.

Chen Yin had a worried look in his eyes.

The Zhoutian Formation was severely damaged by Mr. Shenya and others. Before it is repaired, it cannot operate at all to protect the Holy City of the Eastern Region.

The ninth-grade formation guarding the main city of the Saint King's Mansion in the Eastern Territory was also damaged.

Under such a situation, if the ancient inscriptions cannot be activated, the Holy City in the Eastern Region will be in great danger. If the monks from the Hell Realm come to the Holy City of the Eastern Territory and wantonly destroy it, it will be a devastating disaster.

In addition to the hell world, monks from the heaven world, the holy lake world, the black devil world, etc. also have to guard against it.

They cannot give up and will definitely take revenge.

Jiang Yunchong stood by the window with his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "Zhang Ruochen, if you can trust Jiang, Jiang can temporarily help you control the Fire Order."

"The pavilion master's spiritual power has reached level 59?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Jiang Yunchong turned around and said with a smile: "Although my mental power is not that strong, there are people whose mental power has reached that level."

"Marriage."

The dark purple spirit bottle of Jifa appeared in Jiang Yunchong's hand.

A beautiful woman flew out of the bottle. Her body was translucent and she was bathed in light rain.

"Crack."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized his mental power, grabbed a handful of lightning from the void, and hit Yinruo.

Yinruo smiled slightly, stretched out a delicate jade finger, and drew a circle in mid-air. The circle rotated rapidly, forming a huge whirlpool that completely swallowed up the lightning that attacked. Zhang Ruochen nodded, believing that she had fifty-ninth level of mental strength, and asked, "Who is she?"

"Marriage."

Jiang Yunchong held Yin Ruo's translucent light hand, feeling a little melancholy, and said: "Back then, we fell into a deep sleep together. Unfortunately, when I woke up, I found that Yin Ruo's body had been stolen. To this day, It has not been found. Perhaps it was destroyed tens of thousands of years ago.”

You must know that monks mainly store their spiritual power in the Sacred Heart.

And Yinruo is just a holy soul, but it is comparable to the fifty-ninth level holy king of spiritual power. If so, her physical body is still there and her Sacred Heart is awakened. How strong is her spiritual power?

Zhang Ruochen knew too little about Jiang Yunchong to trust him.

However, from the previous battle, Zhang Ruochen could see that Jiang Yunchong was really trying his best to protect the Holy City of the Eastern Region. Zhang Ruochen really didn't believe that he was a monk from another world.

Zhang Ruochen still had some doubts in his heart and asked: "Who is the mysterious seller of "The Blood Ax Picture of the Demon"?"

"This person calls himself Xia Wenxin. As for his identity, I don't know much about him."

Jiang Yunchong continued: "Two days ago, he came to Tianjue Pavilion with the "Heavenly Demon Blood Ax Picture", hoping to deposit it for auction. At that time, I received news that Mr. Shenya, Xie Canghai and others wanted to destroy the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Territory , take control of the Holy City in the Eastern Region."

"So, I made a deal with him and used him to deal with Xie Canghai."

"He knew he was being used, but he accepted the conditions I offered. This person cares about benefits and results, not the process."

"What is certain is that he is not a monk from the Kunlun realm."

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Why?"

"How could the monks of the Kunlun Realm put up one of the Six Wonderful Books, "The Stone Carvings of the Demon", for auction? Aren't they afraid of being cursed by the monks of the entire Kunlun Realm?" Jiang Yunchong said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Didn't you say that he is a person who only cares about interests and results? Would he care about others scolding him?"

"Well……"

Jiang Yunchong was startled for a moment, then stretched out his finger to touch his chin.

Yiruo covered her mouth and smiled, but she rarely saw Jiang Yunchong speechless after being asked.

"However, I believe your guess that this person is not a monk from the Kunlun world." Zhang Ruochen said.

Jiang Yunchong asked: "How do you say this?"

"Remember the previous auction? Xie Canghai took out three 100,000-year-old holy medicines, plus a Taiyi Ancestral Stone that can refine the supreme holy weapon. However, he chose the God-Destroying Cross Shield that I took out."

"The God-Destroying Cross Shield is indeed a treasure, but even I don't know its grade. Why did Xia Wenxin choose it directly?"

"Unless...he knows the God-Destroying Cross Shield and knows it quite well."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were deeply focused.

The God-Destroying Cross Shield is the most precious treasure of the Qitian Tribe, one of the ten major tribes of the Immortal Vampire Clan. It is really interesting that Xia Wenxin values ​​it so much.

After careful consideration, Zhang Ruochen temporarily handed over the Xinhuo Order to Jiang Yunchong.

Today's Holy City in the Eastern Region must be protected by ancient inscriptions, and Zhang Ruochen had to do this.

Murong Yefeng came back and met Zhang Ruochen. The two looked at each other from a distance, and then both smiled.

Eight hundred years have passed. Murong Yefeng is no longer the young "little leaf" he once was. He looks like he is in his thirties, with a majestic figure and a light beard on the corners of his mouth and chin. After being baptized by countless blood, He has transformed into a mature man.

The last time, at Wuding Mountain, the two met from a distance.

However, because of Chi Yao's appearance, Zhang Ruochen had to leave the Kunlun world with the Moon God and go to heaven.

Therefore, this time is the real meeting between the two of them eight hundred years later.

Zhang Ruochen's heart was full of emotions, his eyes were a little moist, and he said: "Little Ye Zi, you really didn't disappoint me. Now, let alone a general, you can become a marquis or a king!"

In Murong Yefeng's mind, the heroic words he said eight hundred years ago suddenly appeared: "One day, I will become the first general of the Shengming Central Empire. On the day when the general goes to war, you come to support me."

"Your Highness."

Murong Yefeng's eyes were a little red, but laughter came out of his mouth.

Zhang Ruochen saw that Murong Yefeng's arms had turned into white bones and his sleeves were covered with holy blood. He quickly took out a jar of the Fountain of Holy Light and threw it to him.

"I won't be polite to His Highness anymore!"

Murong Yefeng grabbed the wooden jar, poured it down, and drank.

In an instant, half the can was drank.

Zhang Ruochen was speechless and laughed and scolded: "Do you think it's wine? It's the fountain of life. How precious. Drinking a few drops can turn your bones into flesh. You actually drank half a can."

"It doesn't matter, just go to His Highness's place to get it after you drink it." Murong Ye Feng said with a smile.

The fountain of life is a healing treasure, and the flesh and blood on Murong Yefeng's arms quickly grew and recovered as before.

"It's a pity that Mr. Shenya and others were allowed to escape, and there will be endless troubles." Murong Ye Feng's expression became solemn.

Zhang Ruochen said: "How can it be so easy to kill an earth master? Even the great sage may not be able to do it."

Murong Yefeng said: "Having said that, Mr. Shenya has been seriously injured, and now is the best time to get rid of him. Otherwise, when he recovers from his injuries, he will definitely take revenge crazily. By then, we will be the passive ones. Your Highness, Why don't you ask the talented lady from the holy book to use the world chess table to find out the location of Mr. Shenya, and I will kill him."

"How do you know that I can hire a talented woman from the Holy Book?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Murong Ye Feng laughed: "The deep friendship between His Highness and the talented woman with holy books is known to the whole world. What is there to hide?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head helplessly. He had to say that Murong Yefeng was right. Now was indeed the best time to get rid of Mr. Shenya.

He had no choice but to lower his face, carve out a message light talisman, and ask for help from the talented Holy Book woman again.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen carved a light talisman and sent a message to Zhenmiao Taoist in Yunwu County, asking him to come to the Holy City of the Eastern Region.

Although Mr. Shenya escaped, his nine-pole formation flag and seven divine planets were left behind in the Holy City of the Eastern Region and were collected by Zhang Ruochen.

The little Taoist Zhenmiao has a deep study of formations. If he can control the nine-pole formation flags or the seven divine planets, his strength will definitely increase greatly.

Murong Ye Feng asked: "How do you plan to deal with the ministers?"

Tianchen is the scarlet angel of the Blood War Temple. His combat power is stronger than that of ordinary monks in the Dao Realm. He is definitely the top figure in the Kunlun Realm in the Heaven Realm.

Currently, Zhang Ruochen imprisons him in the Qiankun Realm.

"How could the heavenly world turn a blind eye to such a strong man when we captured him? Just wait, I believe someone will come to negotiate terms with me soon." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

"Wow——"

The light talisman of the Holy Book Talent flew into Zhang Ruochen's hand.

"His Highness replied so quickly. It seems that His Highness's status in the hearts of talented women is not low! Haha!" Murong Ye Feng said with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen glared at him, and then checked the content on the light talisman.

"What do you mean, will she agree to help us?" Murong Yefeng asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The situation in the Central Imperial City is quite tense at the moment. She is traveling around to stabilize the monks in various worlds. Even if she wants to help us, it will take a few days at the earliest."

Murong Yefeng nodded, understanding the difficult situation of the talented woman with a holy book, and said: "Mr. Shenya does not have the fountain of life, and his injuries cannot be healed in a short while. We can still afford to wait for a few days."

"Just take advantage of these few days to improve your cultivation to the realm of the Eight-Step Saint King." Zhang Ruochen said.

Murong Yefeng was slightly startled and said with some astonishment: "How many days does it take to break through a realm?"

You know, it took Murong Yefeng sixty years to cultivate from the seven-step holy king realm to the eight-step holy king realm.