Chapter 2540 Capture the Three Great Sages Again (1/2)

I don’t know if Zhang Ruochen has offended all the tribes in the Hundred Clans King City too hard in the past few days. Even though Zhang Ruochen was on the weaker side, even if Zhang Ruochen defeated the aggressive Magpie God Son, he still attracted criticism.

No one thought that Zhang Ruochen really wanted to resolve the conflict with the Death Temple.

No one thought that what Zhang Ruochen said to Magpie God Son came from his heart.

On the contrary, Zhang Ruochen believed that Zhang Ruochen was deliberately humiliating the Son of Magpie. Every word he said contained ridicule, threats, ridicule, and sarcasm, making the Son of God, who was destined to die at the peak of his life, lose any dignity at all.

"Zhang Ruochen is so hateful. He is very powerful if he wins. However, teasing the magpie god son like this does not have the demeanor of a Yuanhui-level genius at all."

"Yeah, I can't stand that sentence the most, you don't even have the Supreme Sacred Artifact? Listen to me, how arrogant it is, are there a few stinking Supreme Sacred Artifacts that are amazing?"

Many monks nodded in deep agreement.

"A powerful sage who is one of the top among the dead has become a prisoner of Zhang Ruochen. It is very likely that he will really be forced to learn Buddhism and Taoism. What a tragedy!"

"What's the difference between this and forcing a human to suck human blood like an undead vampire?"

"I'm afraid the Magpie God would rather die than suffer this humiliation."

The great sage of one clan shouted: "Why does the great sage Ruochen need to humiliate the Son of God Magpie like this? Why don't we give him a happy life?"

"That's right! The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, and the great sage can be killed but not humiliated."

"If the Great Sage Ruochen doesn't dare to kill the Son of Magpie God, please let him go immediately. If you want to kill him, just be more cheerful. Continuing to behave will only make me and other monks feel sick."

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There are more and more monks supporting Magpie God Son.

However, everyone knows that it is impossible for Zhang Ruochen to let the Son of Magpie go. Therefore, most of them encouraged Zhang Ruochen to kill the Son of Magpie directly to prevent the Son of Magpie from being humiliated again.

The Son of Magpie was so frightened that his vest became cold and his scalp was numb. He greeted the whole family of the monks who were watching the battle in his heart.

Can he not be afraid?

The person in front of me is Zhang Ruochen.

There is no monk in the world that Zhang Ruochen dare not kill.

There's nothing wrong with being humiliated. As long as you can escape, there will always be a time when you can regain your face.

If Zhang Ruochen suddenly becomes angry and kills him, there will really be no chance of a comeback. How unjust is this death?

"Swish!"

A group of great saints from the Temple of Death flew down from the holy tower and occupied the entire street.

Each one of them was exuding the evil light of death, approaching Zhang Ruochen with great momentum from both the front and back directions of the long street.

The monks who were watching the battle gave way one after another.

"If you let the Magpie God go, this long street today will be your burial place." Yuan Ji was full of momentum and pointed directly at Zhang Ruochen.

The hostages were in Zhang Ruochen's hands. Although there were many powerful people in the Death Temple, they did not dare to act rashly.

Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply and said: "I have an agreement with God Son of Magpie to resolve our grievances in a battle. Now, the victory has been decided. No matter how big the grievances between me and the Temple of Death are, they should be resolved! Everyone, please retreat, today , I don’t want to do it again.”

"You let the Son of Magpie go first, and then we talk about other things." Yuan Fei, the Great Sage said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "The grudge between me and the Magpie God has not been resolved yet, so we can't let it go yet."

The magpie god son spoke quickly: "There is no grudge anymore. I... I am completely convinced by the defeat. The winner has been decided, and we will settle the grudges in one battle."

Suppressed by the Dark Light Curse, it was difficult to open his mouth and it was difficult to speak.

Zhang Ruochen patted him on the shoulder, with a sincere look in his eyes, and said, "No, you don't accept it. You still resent me in your heart and want to kill me. Hatred is the root of all evil, and Brother Que's heart is still too persistent."

Magpie God Son could no longer pretend, so he grinded his teeth, his face twisted and forbidding.

Humiliating again!

Yuan Ji's eyes widened with anger and he said: "Zhang Ruochen, so what if you have the hostage? Do you think we will throw a trap and dare not take action?"

The magpie god's face changed drastically, and he shook his head vigorously at the great saints in the Temple of Death.

Yuan Ji stared at the Son of Magpie and said, "Don't worry, Son of Magpie. I don't believe that Zhang Ruochen really dares to kill you. Today, all the powerful men in the Temple of Death will not stop until they kill this boy."

Magpie God Son's expression became even fiercer, and he hated Yuan Ji to death.

Jidu had already stated that he wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen. Under such circumstances, how could Zhang Ruochen not dare to kill him? It turned out that Ji Mingming had given up on him.

Magpie God Son secretly made up his mind that if he was lucky enough not to die today, he would definitely find a way to kill Yuan Ji when he returned to the Temple of Death.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Ruochen patted God Son of Magpie on the shoulder again and said, "How could I kill Brother Magpie? There should be people with big minds in the world. If you can't tolerate even one enemy, how can you tolerate the world?"

Including Yan Zhexian and Lian Xi, countless monks sneered.

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The reason why the Great Sage of the Death Temple agreed that Son of Magpie would take action alone was because, Son of Magpie was very powerful and was sure to win.

Secondly, behind Zhang Ruochen, there are powerful men who are powerful in the world, such as the Blood God of War, Fulu God, and Emperor Luo Yan. The Temple of Death swarmed up and killed Zhang Ruochen. Not to mention these three others, the Blood God of War would definitely be angry.

However, if the Son of Magpie takes action alone, even if Zhang Ruochen is killed, so what?

If the Bloody God of War takes revenge on the Death Temple, he will only be laughed at by the gods of the Death Temple.

Third, the Son of Magpie God has an extraordinary position in the Temple of Death, and everyone is humble. Let him defeat Zhang Ruochen and become famous as a Yuanhui-level genius.

However, who would have thought that Magpie God Son was such a waste, which would bring great disgrace to the Temple of Death.

In order to save face, the Temple of Death had to take down Zhang Ruochen even if they had to fight one more person.

Originally, Ji ignored the murderous look in the magpie god's eyes and ordered: "Do it."

The four white-clothed gods of death who surrounded Zhang Ruochen were the first to take action.

The rules of the holy way and the evil energy of death surged out of the four people at the same time, and then, the overwhelming sword energy slashed at Zhang Ruochen.

The magpie god's face was ashen, knowing that he was doomed today, so he closed his eyes.

"Wow!"

Ignoring the incoming sword energy, Zhang Ruochen took the lead and pressed his palm on the chest of Magpie God Son, causing ripples in space to erupt from his palm. The body of Magpie God Son disappeared, and in the next moment, it entered the defensive formation of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace and fell at the feet of Lian Xi.

Magpie God Son was stunned and looked at Zhang Ruochen who was under siege in disbelief.

The four white-clothed Death Gods are all monks in the middle and late stages of the Ten Thousand Death Realm. The number of holy rules they have cultivated is at least 300 billion.

"Pop."

Zhang Ruochen had already activated the Vulcan Armor and released the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror.

Even if the sword energy penetrates the defense layer of the Supreme Power formed by the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror, its power has been greatly reduced. When it falls on the Vulcan Armor, it only creates sparks.

Yuan Ji gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Ruochen is protected by the Supreme Sacred Artifact. We must attack at close range to break through his defense."

The four white-clothed gods of death instantly formed a kendo killing array, and four shadows of the gods of death appeared behind them.

The strength of the four of them seemed to be connected as one, and the strength of their bursts of energy was somewhat stronger than that of the Magpie God Son.

"Uh-huh!"

A white shadow flew above Zhang Ruochen's head, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed out a river of swords.

The second white shadow rushed out from behind Zhang Ruochen and slashed with his sword.

The space around the sword's edge vibrated.

The third white shadow pierced straight from the front, and the sword light that erupted was brighter than the light emitted by the stars. The monks under the Great Sage who were watching the battle were all stabbed until their eyes bleeded.

The fourth white shadow stood still, but the Three-Yuan King's Holy War Sword in his hand flew out, turned into a bone dragon, and circled to Zhang Ruochen's right side.

The four white-clothed Death Gods attacked almost at the same time, and each attack seemed to be performed by the four of them together.

"What a terrifying sword formation. The four white-clothed gods of death seem to be one, but they can attack separately."

"The Temple of Death really wants to kill Zhang Ruochen!"

Yama Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, Prajna, Xuan Zehai, and Xuan Qingying on the Kunlun Tower all held their breaths and stared at the bright battle circle.

Que, who had always been calm and composed, showed a serious look in his eyes and said: "The Four-pole Sword Formation."

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared.

The four killer moves unleashed by the four white-clothed gods of death all struck the air.

Among them, the two who attacked in tandem were the most thrilling, almost killing each other. Fortunately, they all have strong cultivation and amazing reflexes, and they can return their swords in time to defend themselves.

The two swords collided, and the two white-clothed gods of death were thrown in opposite directions.

All the great saints in the Temple of Death were dumbfounded, unable to believe that Zhang Ruochen could still use space to escape under the circumstances just now.

Suppressed by the Tao domain of the four immortal realm saints, and trapped in the sword killing formation, Zhang Ruochen was of course unable to move in space.

So, I hid in the purple gourd.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the purple gold gourd and whispered: "Dark Light Curse!"

A white-clothed Death God was three steps away. Before he could react, he was cursed. Like Magpie God, he was unable to move.

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and sent him into the Seven-Star Imperial Palace.

"Dark Light Curse!"

The second Death God in white was cursed and fixed there as if he were petrified.

Zhang Ruochen kicked him, causing him to fly into the Seven-Star Emperor Palace.

"Dark Light Curse!"

The third god of death in white was imprisoned, Zhang Ruochen placed a palm on him and teleported him into the Seven-Star Emperor Palace.

Because Zhang Ruochen released the Void Time Domain and was fast enough, he shouted three Dark Light Curses almost at the same time, and the Great Sage of the Temple of Death was too late to stop him.

Just when Zhang Ruochen was about to shout out the fourth Dark Light Curse, Yuan Ji yelled: "Shut up."

The sound of breaking wind came, and a jade sword the size of a palm flew towards his heart like a spiritual snake.

The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror automatically flew back and turned into a heart-protecting mirror.

"Bang!"

The jade sword hit the mirror, making a loud sound like a bell, and Zhang Ruochen was thrown straight away.

Originally, Ji Yi succeeded in the attack, his face looked happy, he pushed out his right hand, mobilized more powerful power, and blessed the jade sword with the level of the six-element king's sacred weapon.

The hidden mountain magic mirror flashed with light and swallowed the jade sword.

Zhang Ruochen landed with his feet on the ground, then stabilized his figure. He turned around and saw that he had flown back into the defensive formation of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace and was stepping on the stairs with his back foot.

Originally, Ji was dumbfounded and found that the connection with Yujian had disappeared!

That is not an ordinary item, it is a Six-Yuan King's Sacred Artifact. It has the potential to advance to the Supreme Sacred Artifact and is worth tens of thousands of divine stones.

Yuan Ji quickly regained his composure and surrounded the Seven Star Emperor Palace with the great saints from the Temple of Death.

This time, they really didn't dare to act rashly. After all, there were already four great sages in the world who were captured by Zhang Ruochen. If Zhang Ruochen is forced into a panic and kills them all, the consequences will be serious!

All the monks watching the battle were extremely astonished. They never expected that Zhang Ruochen, who was as timid as a dog and a weakling, could cause the Death Temple to suffer such a big loss.

Were the feelings just pretending before?

Deliberately showing weakness to the enemy?

Despicable!

Many monks cursed Zhang Ruochen in a low voice, thinking that he was sinister and shameless.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the steps of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace, feeling very tired in his heart. What happened to them? Why are they so prejudiced against me, Zhang Ruochen?

Obviously I am the weak one, being targeted by a large group of powerful people from the Temple of Death.

I obviously treat others with the utmost kindness and am willing to turn our enemies into enemies with the Temple of Death. How come you can't see that?

Hey, forget it, why care about other people's misunderstandings, as long as you have a clear conscience.

The emperor of the Earth Demon Clan, Xuan Disha, came nearby accompanied by a group of clan elders. Xuan Zehai and Xuan Qingying immediately rushed to meet him.

Xuan Disha had an old face and gray beard. He was wearing purple emerald brocade clothes and a holy crown on his head, but he was full of energy. He looked at Zhang Ruochen standing on the steps of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace and said: "Heroes come from young, Zhang Ruochen's mental strength, I’m afraid it has reached level sixty-eight.”

Xuan Qingying couldn't believe it and said in amazement: "How is it possible? Among the supreme sages, there are very few who can cultivate their spiritual power to the sixty-eighth level."

Xuandi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Without such mental power, how could Zhang Ruochen easily curse the four great saints in the realm of eternal death? Moreover, he should also rely on his strong mental power to be able to use the Supreme Sacred Artifact as he wishes. With the mysterious and unpredictable holy will, he also uses the power of the demigod body more rationally."

The emperor of the Earth Demon Clan has lived for nearly 30,000 years and has extremely strong spiritual power.

Everyone naturally believed in his judgment.

Looking at Zhang Ruochen again, Xuan Qingying's eyes became much more complicated, but soon turned into contempt and disdain. Since he is so powerful, why did he pretend to be timid and fearful before?

There is no strong demeanor at all.

Xuan Zehai asked: "Why did the clan emperor leave the Holy Land and come here?"

"Someone asked me to resolve the conflicts here and help Zhang Ruochen escape." Xuan Disha said.

Xuan Zehai's heart moved and he heard something meaningful.

It's "let", not "please".

Wouldn't it mean that the monk who came forward to help Zhang Ruochen was at least on an equal footing with the clan emperor, and might even have a cultivation level or status higher than that of the clan emperor.

Moreover, in order to take away Zhang Ruochen in the hands of the Death Temple, the Earth Demon Clan will definitely have to pay a heavy price.

Xuandi smiled and said: "Since the monks of all clans cannot invite Zhang Ruochen, I, the clan king, will personally come forward. I hope he can give me some face!"

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