Outside the holy mountain, surrounded by a wide river, rushing endlessly, the rich heaven and earth holy qi rises, forming a snow-white mist, which looks white and vast, like a dream.

In the Holy Courtyard, this river is called the Holy River, which is as famous as the Holy Mountain, very mysterious, since the recovery of the Kunlun Realm, almost every day there will be a very long year of holy medicine, and even a hundred thousand years of ancient holy medicine will be born.

An elegant scribe in Tsing Yi, standing on the riverside, the whole person is completely in line with the rhythm of the river, and it is one.

Zhang Ruochen appeared behind the scribe in Tsing Yi out of thin air, and arched his hand: "I've seen the master of Luoyuan." ”

Zhang Ruochen has always been very grateful and respectful to Luo Xu, even if he is now stronger than Luo Xu, he still has not changed.

Seeing with his own eyes that Luo Xu was safe and sound, Zhang Ruochen finally put his mind at ease.

He could sense that there was a mysterious aura shrouded in Luo Xu's body, and even he couldn't see through it.

Although I don't know where Luo Xu went after being seriously injured by Prince Moro, Zhang Ruochen guessed that he probably got an extraordinary opportunity and became more and more unfathomable.

Luo Xuan turned around, looked at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Thank you." ”

"Senior Chu is kind to me, how can I sit idly by and ignore his affairs?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Xu sighed and said: "Chu Siyuan is too stubborn, for the sake of Confucianism and Taoism, he guards the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree with his life, but unfortunately, my strength is not good, and I couldn't save him, and I watched him be cut off by the Great Prince of Namoro, and the Holy Blood stained the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree." ”

Even though a long time has passed, the bloody picture is still lingering in his mind, as if it happened yesterday.

"The lord of Luoyuan doesn't have to blame himself, Chu seniors were martyred, they can sing and cry, what we need to do is to fulfill his will and take back the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree from the Rakshasa clan. Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Xu nodded: "The Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree has great significance to Confucianism and Taoism, if it can be recaptured, the entire Confucianism and Taoism will owe you a great favor." ”

To be honest, Luo Xu admired Zhang Ruochen quite a lot in his heart, before that, he didn't dare to think about reclaiming the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree.

After all, the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree is not trivial, and since it has fallen into the hands of those gods of the Rakshasa Clan, it is almost impossible to return it.

But Zhang Ruochen captured the princess of the Rakshasa clan, so that the Rakshasa clan had to choose to compromise.

Zhang Ruochen doesn't care about any Confucianism and Taoism, he just follows his heart, but he wants to be worthy of his heart.

Now that he has met with Luo Xu, Zhang Ruochen will not delay any longer, and directly ask Luo Qi to send a message to the Rakshasa clan to exchange as soon as possible.

It didn't take too long, and the two sides reached a consensus, and decided that three days later, in Ziyun Mountain near the Holy City of the Eastern Regions, they would hand over someone with one hand and the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree with the other.

In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, Zhang Ruochen summoned Xiao Hei from Wang Mountain.

His strength is very strong, he fights alone, under the Great Sage, he is not afraid of anyone, but this time he has to face the Rakshasa clan, not a certain person.

The ten clans of hell, although there are divisions of the supreme clan, the upper three clans, the middle three clans, and the lower three clans. However, the higher the race, the fewer the clansmen.

The lower the race, the more people there are.

Therefore, the overall strength of each ethnic group is actually roughly equal. At least, the strength under the god realm can be said to have no absolute lead, nor absolute weakness.

Since the underworld can have many strong people, the Rakshasa clan will naturally not be bad.

If it weren't for that, how could the Hell Realm fight against the Heavenly Court and all the worlds at the same time?

When it comes to Princess Rakshasa and the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree, the Rakshasa clan must attach great importance to it, I don't know how many strong people will be sent to come?

When Zhang Ruochen and Luo Xu were preparing for the exchange of Holy Dao Ancient Tea Trees, the news of Zhang Ruochen's ban spread like the wind throughout the entire Eastern Regions Holy City, causing an uproar.

Naturally, the monks from outside were unwilling to abide by this prohibition, and conflicts were inevitable.

However, after the Qingtian Holy Dragon made a move and suppressed more than ten top-notch Nine-Step Saint Kings, the monks of all parties quieted down and did not dare to challenge Zhang Ruochen's majesty rashly.

Because of this, the number of monks entering the Holy City of the Eastern Regions every day has been greatly reduced, after all, many people are not willing to pay the entrance fee of 10,000 holy stones for the sake of face.

And all the foreign monks who are in the Holy City of the Eastern Regions will no longer go out of the city easily, so as to avoid being blocked out of the Holy City when they come again.

What made the monks of all parties most dissatisfied was that the Qingtian Holy Dragon not only sat on the Eight Great Ferries, but also entered the Eastern Regions Holy City to seize the opportunity, and took away two 100,000-year-old holy medicines in a row.

In addition, the powerhouses lurking in the Holy City of the Eastern Regions on the Hell Realm side all chose to lie dormant and did not dare to show up at will.

With Zhang Ruochen, the terrifying heir of time and space, as long as they show their traces, I am afraid that they will have nothing to hide.

Outside the Holy Courtyard, a tall and graceful figure slowly walked out of the darkness, dressed in tight-fitting black clothes, completely revealing the bumpy and convex good figure.

She is none other than Han Huan, who has a dark body.

At this moment, there were slight fluctuations in the space, and Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared in front of Han Yun out of thin air.

"Your Highness, you are finally willing to summon me, I thought you forgot about me!" Han Yun's eyes had a look of resentment.

Zhang Ruochen said with a straight face: "I summoned you to come because there is something important for you to do." “

"Who does Your Highness want to kill?" Han said.

She is now a fringe killer in the Temple of Death, and she has been carrying out various assassination missions, so she has been able to devour the essence of many strong people and the rules of the Holy Dao, and her cultivation strength has improved extremely quickly.

What the Dark Dao is best at is devouring and plundering, transforming other people's holy path rules into one's own, and the cultivation speed can be said to be beyond imagination.

Zhang Ruochen said: "This time it is not to kill people, but to ask you to sit in the Holy City of the Eastern Regions and integrate those monks who want to take refuge in me, I believe that this matter is not difficult for you." ”

Since he came to the Eastern Regions Holy City, there have been a succession of local monks in the Kunlun Realm, who have found the Blue Sky Holy Dragon and want to join him.

This is actually not surprising, today's Kunlun world is stormy, and many people are living a precarious life, so they naturally want to find a strong backer.

And Zhang Ruochen has now realized that if he wants to confront the Hell Realm, he must not rely on just one person, but must gather all kinds of forces.

Since someone wanted to take refuge, Zhang Ruochen also had the idea of cultivating a strong man, anyway, he got a lot of cultivation resources on True Dragon Island, which was just right to use.

However, he obviously didn't have time to take care of these things now, so he summoned Han Yun back.

Han Yun has the strength, means, and ambition, and is the best candidate.

Hearing this, Han Yu's heart couldn't help but move, and said, "Is Your Highness planning to cultivate a force in the Eastern Regions Holy City?" ”

Obviously, Han Yun was extremely interested in doing this.

For her, this is indeed a great opportunity, and it may allow her to reach her goal of becoming a member of the Shengming royal family sooner.

With a flip of his hand, Zhang Ruochen took out a space ring and said, "The cultivation resources contained in this are very precious, how to use them, you can decide for yourself." ”

Han Yun immediately stretched out her hand to take it, she was about to say that the formation of forces would cost a lot, but she didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to be ready.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out an artifact, a black holy bell only the size of a fist, which was the ancient artifact containing the power of darkness that he had snatched from the son of darkness.

Seeing the Dark Holy Bell, Han Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and the dark power in his body was involuntarily released.

"Your Highness, this ......" Han Yun looked at Zhang Ruochen eagerly.

Zhang Ruochen said: "This thing comes from the Dark Temple, if you can refine it, I will give it to you." ”

Hearing this, Han Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately mobilized the dark rules in his body, and together with the power of darkness, he wound around the dark holy bell.

Although Han Yu has a dark body, because he can't enter the Dark Temple, he can only rely on himself to explore the path of darkness, and it is extremely difficult to achieve great achievements.

Now, the appearance of a divine relic ancient artifact containing the way of darkness undoubtedly made Han Yun see the light, no matter what, he must seize this opportunity.

It may contain the remnants of the knowledge of the dark gods.

"Hum. ”

The Dark Sacred Bell vibrated slightly, and one after another dark secret patterns clearly emerged, and they actually took the initiative to fly towards Han Yun.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but nod secretly, as he expected, Han Hu, as the master of darkness, was indeed able to get the approval of the Dark Holy Bell.

There was no doubt that the Dark Temple Giant who refined the Dark Sacred Bell must also be a Dark Master, not just a Dark Cultivator.

It didn't take too long for the Dark Sacred Bell to submerge into Han Yun's eyebrows, and it was already the completion of the preliminary sacrifice.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Han Yun thanked him earnestly.

With a powerful Divine Relic Ancient Weapon, her strength will skyrocket, and the use of the Dark Way will become more handy.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I said, as long as you do things for me well, you will get everything you want." ”

Leaving these words, Zhang Ruochen's exhibition space shifted and disappeared from the same place.

"Including the crown princess, or is it the Empress Shengming? ”

The corners of Han Yun's mouth rose slightly, and a special smile appeared in her eyes, she believed that in the end, the woman who accompanied Zhang Ruochen would definitely be her.

Three days are fleeting.

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Xu quietly left the Eastern Regions Holy City, did not alarm anyone, and went straight to Ziyun Mountain.

Purple Cloud Mountain is shrouded in purple clouds all year round, hence its name, and occupies a radius of thousands of miles, in which many brute beasts live.

"Zhang Ruochen, you're finally here!"

With a cold voice sounding, a very tall figure slowly walked out of the thick clouds.

Its height is more than three zhang, and the standard Rakshasa form, unlike ordinary Rakshasas, is that the bone wings behind it are actually bright red, as if they are dyed red with blood.

Blood-red air currents surrounded the Rakshasa body, causing the surrounding space to distort slightly.

"It's the Great Prince of Bloodwing. Luo Xu's eyes froze slightly.

The Great Prince of Bloodwing was born with a pair of extremely special blood-colored bone wings, extremely hard, and with an astonishing edge, which can cut off holy weapons, and I don't know how many creatures have been killed.

Among the Rakshasa clan, the Great Prince of Bloodwing belongs to the Great Sage, one of the top powerhouses, stronger than the Great Prince of Moro.

In terms of ferocity, the Great Prince of Bloodwing was not under Yan Wushen at all, and had slaughtered many meritorious local battlefields.

Zhang Ruochen was also observing the Great Prince of Blood Wing, feeling the monstrous aura emanating from his body, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of disgust in his heart.

The Great Prince of Blood Wing looked at Zhang Ruochen, did not hide his murderous intent at all, and said, "Hand over Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

"As long as I see the Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree, I will naturally let her out. Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

The eyes of the Great Prince of the Blood Wings became colder and colder, and their Rakshasa clan had never been coerced like this.

But he didn't have a seizure, because he was ordered to bring Luo Ling back to the hell realm unharmed.

After staring at Zhang Ruochen for a moment, the Great Prince of Blood Wing took out a bright yellow holy box.

The holy box is a space treasure, slowly opened, and a tea tree as high as 10,000 feet, as if it had spirituality and wisdom, flew out of the box on its own initiative.

As soon as it landed on the ground of the Kunlun Realm, its roots were like dragons, drilling deep into the soil.

Returning to his homeland, he never wanted to leave again.

The tea leaves on the tree were all picked and bare, but they exuded a strong breath of life and a strong atmosphere, like the incarnation of a Confucian and Taoist sage.

This is the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao planted by the Confucian ancestors, which has grown for millions of years and has always maintained its vigorous vitality.

On the trunk and branches of the tree, there are naturally mysterious and unpredictable words, as if recording the greatest principles in the universe.

In the eyes of the gods, the value of the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao is immeasurable, and the mysteries that have been nurtured for millions of years can help them comprehend the path of the supreme gods.

The Great Prince of Blood Wing said: "The Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree is here, release Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Zhang Ruochen didn't speak, turned over and took out a spatial exquisite ball, and then released Luo Ling, who was trapped in it.

Luo Ling didn't seem to have any restraints on her body, but all her strength, including her spiritual power, had been completely blocked, and she had become no different from ordinary people.

Seeing the Great Prince of Blood Wing, Luo Ling's eyes couldn't help but show a look of resentment.

Luo Yan has always been proud and can strategize anything, but he didn't expect that this time it would fall into the hands of Zhang Ruochen, and he needed to send a strong person in the clan to exchange treasures, so he was naturally very unhappy in his heart.

Seeing Luo Ling's beautiful and peerless noble figure, the Great Prince of Blood Wing showed a courteous look in his eyes, and urged: "Exchange immediately, this seat doesn't want to waste time with you here." ”

Zhang Ruochen did not respond, but turned his head to look at Luo Xu.

Luo Xuan immediately understood, took out a long wooden box, took out a picture scroll from it, and slowly opened it.

The volume of "Ten Thousand Lights Map" is extremely long, and with Luo Xu's current cultivation strength, it can only be opened for ten meters.

In fact, even the supreme sage is difficult to completely open the entire "Ten Thousand Lights Map".

Although it is only ten meters open, it still has a shocking ancient atmosphere, emanating from the scroll, making people feel as if they have returned to the ancient times when Ru Mao drank blood.

Like "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", "Ten Thousand Lights Picture" is also the treasure of the painting sect, which can completely detect whether there is a problem with the ancient tea tree of the Holy Dao.

Driven by the holy qi, a grain of light flew out of the scroll and turned into thousands of lights, as if to dispel all the darkness.

Seeing Luo Xu's actions, the Great Prince of Blood Wing couldn't help frowning slightly, but he didn't make a move to stop it.

"Boom. “

Resonating with the "Ten Thousand Lights Map", the branches of the ancient tea tree of the Holy Road swayed, sprinkling the crystal glow.

Seeing this, Luo Xu's face couldn't help but show a faint smile, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He was really a little worried, the Rakshasa clan was doing tricks, no matter what, he didn't want anything to go wrong with this last Holy Dao Ancient Tea Tree.

(End of chapter)