Chapter 1839 Passing on the torch(1/2)
"The explosive power of a powerful person in the Dao Realm when he is dying is really terrible. He can't even suppress the Supreme Holy Artifact."
Thinking about the battle with Jie Canghai just now, Zhang Ruochen was a little scared.
If it weren't for the blood-haired man and Chen Yuhua who had severely injured Jie Canghai twice, even if Zhang Ruochen mastered the Supreme Holy Artifact, he would have to avoid his sharp edge.
However, after all, Jie Canghai was killed and this great enemy was eliminated.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Chen Yuhua and walked over.
Chen Yuhua was full of dusk, and he no longer had the power that the peerless Saint King should have, nor did he have the killing and domineering spirit that shook the Eastern Region and swept across the world.
Just a dying old man who ended in glory.
"Zhang Ruochen... just knew that you would... go back to Kunlun..."
Chen Yuhua was weak and a smile appeared on his shriveled face.
Zhang Ruochen said, "The prince actually recognized me."
When he said this, Zhang Ruochen's figure, appearance and temperament changed rapidly and became what he was originally. After years of hardship, Zhang Ruochen is no longer as handsome as before, and naturally exudes a sharp aura.
"Who else can be there except you, a monk who can master the power of the Qingtian Buddha Tower and space at the same time? You can come... very... very good... If you become the lord of the Holy City of the Eastern Region, I... even if I die... I can rest in peace... cough cough..."
"The Lord of the Holy City of the Eastern Region?"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "The prince probably misunderstood the purpose of his younger generation. He is not a monk from Kunlun Realm. He came here just to get something from Canghai."
"The purpose of your coming here is not important... Are you a cultivator in Kunlun Realm... It is not important. What is important is that the Holy City of the East Region and the East Region... cough cough... both need you... and only you can be the next lord of the East Region..." Chen Yuhua spit out a mouthful of flames.
Among the flames, there is a flame-shaped seal.
"This is the Torch Order, passed down from ancient times... It is a symbol of the identity of the Lord of the Eastern Region. With this Order, you can order the major sects and families of the Eastern Region."
Chen Yuhua handed over the torch order and held it in the air tremblingly.
Zhang Ruochen did not go to pick him up.
The identity of the Lord of the Eastern Region is indeed prominent, but it also means heavy responsibilities.
Chen Yuhua continued: "You must remember... the Torrent Order... is the key to opening the Torrent Tower. As long as... as long as you master the Torrent Tower, you can control the ancient inscriptions of the Holy City of the East Region, thereby controlling the entire East Region."
"Tower Tower."
Zhang Ruochen then read, raised his head, and stared at the towering ancient tower in Lingshan, which should be it.
"Senior pass on the position of the Lord of the Eastern Region to outside monks, aren't you afraid that the Queen will vent her anger on the Chen family?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Chen Yuhua smiled bitterly and said, "If the torch order is not passed to you, tonight will be the day of the Chen family's extermination. Besides... Besides...,... in Kunlun today... who can take on this important task except you... whose backbone can support the sky in the Eastern Region?"
"Zhang Ruochen, take the torch order... save the Chen family... save the East Region... I am very grateful..."
When Chen Yuhua said this, he already had a somewhat begging tone.
He is afraid.
He was afraid that Zhang Ruochen would refuse.
Being Zhang Ruochen is obviously easier than being the main part of the Eastern Region. As a monk who was forced to escape from the Kunlun Realm, there is really no need to bear all this.
"Boom."
The earth shook violently, and bright columns of light rose in the night sky.
The torch tower showed induction, and the third-level tower at the bottom lit up, and spider-web-like light threads rushed out, rushing to all directions, activating the ancient inscriptions in the sky and the ground.
"What happened?" Zhang Ruochen's face changed.
Chen Yuhua said: "I took action... They took action... Zhang Ruochen received the torch order... Only you can stop them... If the Holy City of the East Region falls, the monks and people of the East Region will be slaves, humiliated, and killed... I beg you!"
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Tianjue Island.
With a loud "boom", Tianjue Pavilion was shattered by the powerful holy power and turned into ruins, with wood chips and stones flying all over the sky.
Mr. Shenya stepped on a white array plate and flew into the air, with his eyes extremely angry.
Behind him, there were a group of powerful people in the Holy King realm, including those who came and went, travelers, King Daxi, and Hua Zangying.
Mr. Shenya raised his head, and a holy light appeared in his pupils. He realized the formation arranged on Tianjue Island, and snorted coldly: "Mi Tian Great Formation! You can actually arrange the Mi Tian Great Formation to deceive me. It is amazing, amazing. There should be a very powerful formation master in Tiandao Island, right?"
Jiang Yunchong and a group of monks in brocade clothes walked out of the ruins and appeared opposite Mr. Shenya.
Next to Jiang Yunchong, there was a beautiful figure standing in a long blue dress, with a pretty face, holding an umbrella and raising it above his head.
She was just a translucent shadow, like a ghost and a phantom.
The formation master that Mr. Shenya guessed was her - Wenruo.
Jiang Yunchong smiled and said, "You have been hiding a formation master for so long. If your marriage has improved, your formation attainments will improve. It seems that it will not take long to reach the level of a land master."
That beautiful soul shadow smiled slightly, and the smile was extremely beautiful, just like the spring breeze blowing on his face.
The person who came and went back and forth whispered: "Sir, time has been delayed. What should I do now? Should I continue to do this tonight's action?"
Mr. Shenya's eyes were sharp and said, "It has been arranged for so long. It is impossible to cancel the action because of a small accident. Do as planned, just leave it to me."
People coming and going, travelers and others turned into holy lights and rushed out of Tianjue Island.
If you stretch out a translucent hand, raise it upwards, and then say softly: "The formation is up."
Countless spots of light flew out from her palms.
The formation on Tianjue Island was activated, the sky was covered with dark clouds and lightning was intertwined, and attacking forces fell one after another, blocking the people coming and going, and the people who went to the walkers and the people who went to the walkers.
"It's really overestimating your ability to use formations in front of a formation master."
Mr. Shenya's index finger pointed to a formation node in the southwest, and a loud bang suddenly came from the sky.
The vast array that encompasses Tianjue Island has shattered a corner.
Where the formation collapsed, the dark clouds disappeared and turned into a huge hole, and moonlight shone down from the hole.
People coming and going, travelers, King Daxi... flew out of the holes and flew in all directions of the Holy City of the East Region.
At the same time, the monks responsible for attacking the eighty-one Eastern Holy King's Mansions took action and launched a thunderous offensive. The entire Eastern Holy City was trapped in the fire of war.
Jiang Yunchong held up his hands, and the holy energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered over, condensing into a strange bird that lasted more than ten miles. The strange bird sported its wings, rushed out of Tianjue Island, and went to chase and kill King Daxi and others.
"Destroy it for me."
Mr. Shenya waved his sleeves, and a formation seal with a diameter of 100 meters flew out, hitting the strange bird, smashing it into pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Shenya pointed out his finger and hit Jiang Yunchong.
This finger formed a twelve-layer formation circle, layer after layer, locking Jiang Yunchong and completely blocking his retreat.
In other words, if Jiang Yunchong can't catch the twelve-level formation circle, he will die.
"Just just clicking out a finger, it actually triggered the airflow and formed twelve chain formations. The methods of the Earth Master are too terrible."
Jiang Yunchong was not afraid of his handsome face. With his hands, a large number of rules of the holy Tao came out, and a white treasure wheel condensed in front of him, bombarding the twelve-level formation circle.
"Bang bang."
A series of explosions, the white treasure wheel shattered the ten-layer formation circle.
However, the last two layers of formations were kept in the trap and fell on Jiang Yunchong, fighting him and Wenruo out and retreating a hundred feet away.
Wenruo's formation has a high attainment. He borrowed the residual formation on Tianjue Island to block the two-level formation circles.
"People's Lord."
The group of monks in brocade clothes summoned out holy weapons and blocked Jiang Yunchong.
"You go and stop them from attacking the Holy King's Mansion of the Eastern Region, and leave it to the Lord of the Pavilion." Although Jiang Yunchong looked just a young man, he had the demeanor of an emperor.
No one dares to disobey his orders.
The monks in brocade clothes retreated one after another and flew out of Tianjue Island.
Mr. Shenya glanced at the monks in brocade clothes, showed a contemptuous look, and pointed his finger at the sky. Suddenly, a huge array seal appeared in the sky, covering the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles.
In the formation seal, dragon and snake war shadows appeared, flew out and hit the monks in brocade clothes.
"Puff."
Screams kept ringing.
In just one breath, half of the monks in Jinyi who had strong cultivation were killed.
"You are seeking death."
Jiang Yunchong's pupils burned with flames and shouted: "The Liuhe Famen swept across the world."
In the six directions of Jiang Yunchong, six hundred feet high light gates appeared, and a large number of holy rules and holy energy of heaven and earth gathered towards the light gate.
With Tianjue Island as the center, thousands of miles of radius have become dark, with only six light gates emitting brilliant light.
Mr. Shenya's face narrowed, and he felt that the holy art performed by Jiang Yunchong seemed familiar, but for a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen records of this holy art.
In his impression, this is a high-level holy art, which is quite terrifyingly powerful.
To be continued...