God Emperor

The Immortal Formation of the Eight Sons of Life and Death may be really powerful, but Zhang Ruochen is not alone. As long as he releases the Sword Prison Emperor, Feng Hou, Dasen Luo Emperor, and Yue Tinghai from the purple gourd, he may not be able to break the formation.

However, this is the native star of the Yama clan. There are not only the Eight Sons of Life and Death and Jin, but also Yama Emperor Tu, Yan Wushen and a large number of great saints.

If Fenghou and others are released, the Yama clan will definitely regard him as their biggest enemy and will only mobilize stronger forces to deal with them.

Zhang Ruochen changed back to his true form and said: "Wu Wuji is still in my hands, don't you care about his life or death?"

"If Great Sage Ruochen kills Wu Wuji, there will naturally be strong men named Wu to avenge him."

When he said this, Jin's eyes emitted a dark light, and he softly read two words in his mouth: "Capture the soul."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyesight dimmed and he felt drowsy.

Soul-catching is one of the most powerful methods of witchcraft. With Jin's cultivation level, if he is willing, he can control the creatures in a radius of thousands of miles and be driven by him.

Jin's mental power is one of the best in the Yama clan, reaching the sixty-fifth level, not weaker than Zhang Ruochen.

It is precisely in this way that Zhang Ruochen can be influenced by witchcraft.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

…

The Eight Sons of Life and Death, who had reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm, all clasped their hands together, and the unparalleled power of the Holy Path erupted from their bodies.

Four people were covered in white light, and four people were covered in black light.

The power of death and the power of life are intertwined, and each of the eight people presents a book. The book also exudes white and black light, with a large number of mysterious words jumping on it.

"The Immortal Formation is about to take shape. Zhang Ruochen's defeat is certain. I didn't expect to take him down so easily." The monk wearing a wide black cloak on the seventeen-story tower said with a hoarse smile.

Yan Huangtu's tense nerves relaxed a little and said: "Ji and the Eight Sons of Life and Death have joined forces. Even though I know them very well, I am still wary. Zhang Ruochen has never fought against them before and lacks vigilance, so Only then can the sneak attack succeed."

"When you come to the base camp of the Yama clan, even Greed Ying and Que must be careful to hide. If Zhang Ruochen's whereabouts are exposed, he is destined to die today." The monk wearing a large black cloak said.

Yan Huangtu did not relax completely. He stared at the formation light bowl in the distance with a pair of tiger eyes.

Jin recited an ancient spell from his mouth, and the ebony staff in his hand exuded a gray brilliance.

He looked at the sleepy Zhang Ruochen and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Killing Zhang Ruochen was something that many people wanted to do.

If Zhang Ruochen died in his hands, it would be of infinite benefit to him in the future.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyes, which were originally dull, opened wide and erupted with a sharp and frightening light. Jin's whole body trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his brain was tingling.

"No, it's a mental attack. He actually attacked me with mental power?"

He never thought that Zhang Ruochen had already divided the holy soul into six. Although the soul-stirring technique was powerful, it could not target the six holy souls at the same time. Therefore, the impact on Zhang Ruochen was actually minimal.

The reason why he looked sleepy just now was just waiting for an opportunity.

The more Jin tried to kill Zhang Ruochen, the greater the flaw in his state of mind and the weaker his mental defense became.

Zhang Ruochen seized this opportunity and exploded with all his sixty-fifth level mental power, like thousands of needles flying out and rushing into Jin's body. Even though Jin was awakened in time, he still couldn't completely block it, and his mental strength was severely traumatized.

Jin's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he took several steps back.

"Zhang Ruochen... Zhang Ruochen's mental strength is not weaker than mine... How is it possible? This is impossible..." He was shocked in his heart and quickly adjusted his mind to heal his mental trauma.

Jin cultivates the Dao of the Great Witch and uses his mental power far better than Zhang Ruochen.

The main reason why he was injured by Zhang Ruochen was because he was eager to win.

The more you want to kill the other party, the greater your weaknesses will be.

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to attack Jin. In his opinion, the biggest threat was life and death. His hands formed palm seals, and he struck out like lightning towards the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm directly in front of him.

After breaking thirty shackles, Zhang Ruochen's demigod body released a large amount of divine power. With one palm strike, the air exploded instantly, making a thunderous sound.

The Great Perfect Sage of the Hundred Flails Realm, calmly and calmly, flipped the light and shadow of the white Book of Life suspended above his head quickly, and formed a mark with his hands to face Zhang Ruochen's palm print.

"Boom."

The moment the palm prints collided, densely packed words flew out from the light and shadow of the other seven heavenly books, and poured into the light and shadow of the life heavenly book above the head of the Great Perfect Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm.

The power of the eight sons of life and death is combined together, and it also contains a certain degree of increase.

Zhang Ruochen's palm felt like hitting an iron wall. The opponent didn't move at all, but he threw it backwards.

The Dzogchen Great Sage who was behind Zhang Ruochen followed the trend, took a step forward, made fingerprints with his right hand, and poked Zhang Ruochen's vest.

Both speed and strength have reached incredible levels.

If he were hit by his fingertips, Zhang Ruochen would definitely be penetrated no matter how strong his body was.

"Wow——"

The space was distorted, and the finger that was clearly aimed at the vest went through Zhang Ruochen's armpit.

Zhang Ruochen twisted his body in mid-air, used his arm as a sword, and slashed with his backhand at the neck of the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm, drawing a brilliant light.

The body of the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm suddenly shrank, turned into a black light, and retreated to the original place.

Zhang Ruochen slashed the air with his sword.

In the other direction, another Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm seized the opportunity, clenched his fist, and shot out a lightning beam as thick as a bucket.

The lightning beam flew in front of Zhang Ruochen, and under the influence of the True Realm of Space, it circled around Zhang Ruochen, flew back in the opposite direction, and collided with the fist of the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm.

"Boom."

The confrontation just now seemed to be one move after another, you came and I went back and forth.

In fact, their speed was extremely fast. Except for a few masters such as Yan Huangtu, the other monks could only see figures flashing, thunder and lightning roaring, and ear-splitting sounds ringing one after another.

Only true masters can understand the dangers involved.

"The great clock of time."

With Zhang Ruochen's body as the center, a large bell slowly condensed and took shape. It was formed by the gathering of countless time-marked light points and rotated rapidly.

"reset."

Any monk understands the terrifying power of time. The Eight Sons of Life and Death stopped attacking and returned to their respective positions. The power in their bodies completely exploded, activating the Death Book and Life Book above their heads.

"Buzz!"

The time bell rang, and a large number of time stamped light spots fell off, and together with the sound waves, they impacted in all directions like water waves.

The light and shadow of the Book of Death and the Book of Life collided with the light spots of the time mark, quickly annihilating them.

"Buzz!"

The bell rings again.

From the Book of Death and the Book of Life, densely packed ancient words flew out and hit the time mark light spot, and the two disappeared invisible again.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

…

The bell kept ringing, but the time mark light spot could not reach thirty feet away.

Jin's mental strength recovered, and he stood on the edge of the formation, observing Zhang Ruochen in the clock of time, and said: "It's useless. Once the immortal formation is in operation, no force can even think of breaking it. After the Eight Sons of Life and Death go all out, It can trap even a great sage who is destined to die for a moment, let alone you."

In the city, in a courtyard filled with seven-color begonias, stood an eight or nine-year-old child, his whole body exuding silver light.

It was the most powerful person in the Shura clan, Greedy Baby.

Greedy Baby looked at the direction from which the battle wave was coming, and showed a sinister smile: "What a powerful immortal formation. The Eight Sons of Life and Death of the Yama Clan are hard to deal with!"

Hongfutu is four meters tall, with blood-red muscles exposed. He stands not far away, with his fists bigger than an ordinary person's head. He said in a deep tone: "Then they have to have the opportunity to form a formation, and they have to put it together." Only when your opponents are surrounded by a formation can you exert your greatest strength.”

Greedy Baby nodded and said, "Que is more powerful than I thought. He was able to find Zhang Ruochen as his scapegoat."

Hongfutu said: "No matter how powerful he is, isn't he forced to run away after being chased by us?"

Greedy Baby shook his head and said: "If it weren't for the fact that he doesn't have the Supreme Sacred Artifact, even if the two of us join forces, we may not be his opponent. Que is very powerful. As long as I devour him, I will definitely reach a higher level." "

Hongfutu said: "Why don't you devour Zhang Ruochen first? It is said that Zhang Ruochen has cultivated the second-grade holy will. If you devour him, your junior brother will definitely grow to be more powerful than Que."

"What you said makes sense. However, Zhang Ruochen is trapped in the immortal formation. I'm afraid he has no chance of survival. What a delicious dish, right in front of you, but you can only watch him being destroyed." Greedy Baby shook his head and sighed.

Yan Huangtu's mental power has been covering the entire city. Even if Greedy Baby intends to attack the Eight Sons of Life and Death and release Zhang Ruochen, the chance of success is very slim.

In the immortal formation, Zhang Ruochen stood upright, still calm and collected.

"come out."

Zhang Ruochen opened his left hand, and a jet-black droplet appeared on the top of his palm. He said to himself: "I can only try your power."

The inky black droplets are dark space-time matter.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen's five fingers shot out, mobilizing the rules of time, space, and a small amount of dark rules, and impacted on the dark space-time material. Suddenly, the ink-black droplets exploded, releasing a strong dark light.

The entire world suddenly became pitch black.

At this moment, the entire Yama clan's own star was shrouded in a black light curtain, and the outline of the star became dark and blurry.

The city area where the Immortal Formation was located was plunged into extreme darkness.

At the same time, the space expanded violently in an instant, impacting in all directions. The powerful space shock wave hit the bodies of the Eight Sons of Life and Death. Even with the defense of the Immortal Formation, they were still thrown backwards.

"No, this power..."

Jin gathered the ebony staff above his head and formed a circular witch seal with a diameter of three feet in front of him. However, his body still flew out and fell into the ruins.

"The power that the dark space-time matter exploded in an instant was so powerful. Moreover, based on my current understanding of time, space, and darkness, I only released less than one-third of the power."

Zhang Ruochen just turned this thought in his mind, and it turned into a golden light and rose into the sky.

When he was about to approach the formation's light curtain, the space rules in his body surged out at the same time, condensing into dozens of sword shadows and traveling around his body.

"Space Sword Dance, break."

Dozens of sword shadows condensed from the power of space overlapped together and thrust out with one sword.

Wherever the sword passed, the space was shattered into pieces.

With a "bang" sound, the space where the formation's light film was was torn apart by the sword energy, and a huge hole appeared.

Zhang Ruochen's figure flew out behind the Space Sword.

Space Sword Dance is a space method that Zhang Ruochen has cultivated inside the Dark Star. It is more difficult to cultivate than the Qianwen level high-level holy art. Of course, this technique is extremely powerful and indestructible.

Flying out of the formation, Zhang Ruochen disappeared, as if evaporating out of thin air.

Yama Huang Tu rushed to this city area at the first time. At his feet was a vast ruins, full of ruins and broken walls. The ground was pitted and pitch black.

Throughout the city, all materials within the area covered by the formation were corroded by the dark power.

"What happened just now? What kind of power did Zhang Ruochen use?" Yan Huangtu shouted loudly and asked the living and dead Bazi and Jin present.

Although the Eight Sons of Life and Death were blown away by the instantaneous space shock wave, their defenses were strong and they did not suffer serious injuries.

However, everyone is quite weak, as if they have aged hundreds of years in an instant.

With a bloodstain hanging from the corner of his mouth, he climbed out of the ruins and said: "Darkness... space... time... is... the dark space-time substance. Zhang Ruochen found the dark space-time substance, cough cough."

Yan Huangtu flashed and came to Jin's side, pressing his palms to his vest.

Divine energy surged out from the palm of Yama's Emperor Tu, helping Jin refine the dark power that invaded his body.

Jin's hair on his temples turned white, his face looked like a dead person, and he said: "It is liquid dark space-time matter. Although it is only a drop, it makes the space expand tens of millions of times in an instant. A space the size of a grain of dust, At that moment, it can expand to the size of a palace, or even bigger.”

"Even if just a few feet of space around Zhang Ruochen's body expands, the space shock wave that bursts out in an instant can kill the great sage of the Hundred Flails Realm."

"In addition, there is also a large amount of time power and a small amount of dark power pouring out. It should be because Zhang Ruochen's dark way is still at a very elementary stage, so there is not much dark power in the dark space-time material. "

"That's why I was able to save my life."

Yan Huangtu's face became extremely ugly, and he said: "The dark space-time material is so terrifying. Isn't Zhang Ruochen already invincible? Who else can control him on the battlefield of Hunting Sky?"

Jin shook his head and said: "It's not that simple! Although dark space-time matter can burst out with unparalleled power in an instant, this power is difficult to control. Just now, the space was so small, and Zhang Ruochen himself was in dark space-time Within the attack range of matter."

"If my guess is correct, Zhang Ruochen must have been injured, and the injury was serious."