God Emperor

Two formation masters from the Yama clan controlled two formation centipedes that were more than 300 miles long and soared over the battlefield where Yama Emperor Tu, Pink Skull, and Zhang Ruochen were.

The figures of the Eight Sons of Life and Death were suspended on the talisman like a city wall, defending but not attacking.

The flesh and blood on Yan Huangtu's face was completely destroyed, and his teeth, cheekbones, and mandible were all exposed. He looked extremely ferocious. He said in a deep voice: "Continue to activate the Supreme Sacred Artifact. How long can you last?"

"Even if I fight like this for a whole day, it won't be a problem. What about you, when will your Yama Qi and divine power be exhausted?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Whether it is the "Nine Dragon Divine Patterns" on the body of King Yama or the "Immortal God Patterns" on the pink skull, they all require the support of the divine power contained within the bones. Once the divine power is exhausted, the divine substance will be annihilated, and even the divine bones cannot protect it. Their holy source and holy soul.

After Zhang Ruochen saw his weakness, Yanhuang Tu's calm heart suddenly became agitated.

Because the divine power contained in his divine bones is indeed almost exhausted and cannot be maintained for much longer.

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen was still full of energy. Although Yan Huangtu didn't believe that he could really sustain such a fighting intensity for a day, he felt that he was unfathomable and could not see to the end.

The pink skull is even worse. It can no longer maintain its peak combat power and its aura is declining.

"After the combination of the demigod's body and the Five Elements Chaos Immortal Holy Body, the physical body is so strong, and the endurance in combat is even greater than that of my Imperial Divine Bones?"

Yama Huangtu sent a message: "All monks, take action together."

"Fight, suppress and kill Zhang Ruochen."

The Eight Sons of Life and Death immediately mobilized the power of the Book of Life and the Book of Death, turning into eight different forms, including the Treasure Tree of Life, the Divine Lake of Life, the Blood Monument of Death, the Light Feather of Death, etc., and struck Zhang Ruochen from the air.

Eight people formed an formation, and their auras became more powerful.

As they joined the battle, the already precarious runes on the city wall finally showed signs of damage.

"That's it."

Zhang Ruochen released the Immovable Ming King's Holy Aspect, propped up thousands of miles high, and the majestic power fluctuations swept across all directions, completely shattering the talisman of the city wall that was already on the verge of collapse.

More than sixty Talisman masters of the Yama clan were vomiting blood and flying backwards in all directions like scarecrows.

Hell King Tu and Pink Skull knew that Zhang Ruochen's holy form was powerful, so they stepped back at the same time.

"Where to go."

Zhang Ruochen has already prepared the purple gold gourd.

At the mouth of the gourd, all 72 million space inscriptions lit up, causing space to tremble in a radius of 800 miles.

"Zhang Ruochen is finally going to use the Purple Gold Gourd! Retreat as far as possible."

The King of Hell Tu turned into a golden light and quickly fled into the distance.

"There is no way to escape. Zhang Ruochen has been planning for a long time. He deliberately used the purple gourd at this moment just to catch us all."

After Pink Skull realized the gap between himself and Zhang Ruochen, he became much calmer, and on the contrary, he saw it more clearly.

Although Yan Huangtu is very fast, he absolutely cannot escape eight hundred miles away.

The reason why Zhang Ruochen used the Purple Gold Gourd at this time was because he had accurately calculated that the divine power in their divine bones had been consumed so much that they could no longer escape the Purple Gold Gourd's sucking power and space-collapse force.

"Yan Huangtu, I will help you escape, but you must remember your promise to me."

The divine light on the pink skeleton surged, manifesting a divine bone body that was 1,800 miles high. A gate of destiny appeared behind it, and it took the initiative to rush towards the purple gourd.

She mobilized her remaining divine power and attacked with one punch.

"Boom."

A radius of eight hundred miles was covered by the space formation, which quickly collapsed.

The eight types of attack power launched by the Eight Sons of Life and Death were sucked into the gourd at the first moment and failed to harm Zhang Ruochen at all.

There was also a Talisman master from the Yama tribe who lost control of his body and flew into the gourd.

If it weren't for the Pink Skull's huge divine bone body that blocked most of the space-collapsing force, all the eight living and dead would have been put into the gourd by Zhang Ruochen.

"It's a pity that the good opportunity to catch everything in one fell swoop was ruined by you."

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the divine skeleton that was attacking with a punch.

It was just a fist, but it was as huge as a blood-red mountain. It was densely covered with divine patterns and carried terrifying divine power.

Compared with her, Fudo Mingou's holy image was much shorter.

"Gods and demons suppress prison."

Zhang Ruochen inspired a phantom of gods and demons, combined with the Fudo Mingwang Sage, stepped on the hell with his feet, and the nine-level sky tower above his head, struck out a palm force, and collided with the fist of the pink skull.

"Ten times the attack power."

The form of the Realm of Truth shrank rapidly, and combined with Fudo Mingou Sage, the palm power exploded ten times more powerfully.

"Boom."

With a devastating force, Fudo Mingwang Shengxiang hit the 1,800-mile-high sacred skeleton and flew backwards, and the divine light on his body quickly dimmed.

The Eight Sons of Life and Death originally fled behind the pink skull, thinking they were safe.

At this moment, they looked up and looked at the divine skeletons flying over their heads, and each one of them trembled inwardly.

Before today, how could I have believed that Yama Huang Tu and Pink Skull would be defeated so miserably together.

Zhang Ruochen crossed the space, caught up with the divine bones and skeletons that were thrown away, and flicked his fingertips.

A drop of dark space-time matter flew out!

With his current cultivation attainments, he can inspire the more powerful power of dark space-time matter, so that darkness, space, and time can burst out more perfectly.

"Boom."

The dark space-time material fell on the head of the divine bone skeleton and quickly enveloped the head, which was more than two hundred miles long.

The three eternal forces of darkness, space, and time are all eroding the immortal divine pattern on the divine bone, trying to erase the holy soul of the pink skull hidden in the skull and kill her completely.

Zhang Ruochen almost never killed the cultivators of the Yama clan. In addition to not wanting to make another strong enemy, the bigger reason is that the cultivators of the Yama clan never took the initiative to kill him.

Even if they are enemies, it is because of competition, not personal hatred.

Moreover, the competition was initiated by Zhang Ruochen.

The pink skull is different. Before entering the hunting battlefield, she has already threatened to take Zhang Ruochen's life and deliberately wanted to kill him.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Ruochen will naturally kill her.

The gods want him to be a knife, and his knife will be unsheathed now.

After shooting three drops of dark space-time matter in a row, the immortal divine pattern on the pink skull's skull completely dimmed, no longer shining, and all the fluctuations on her body returned to silence.

The entire universe seemed to be quiet.

"The Great Saint Yanhong, one of the three candidates for the Goddess, was... just killed by Zhang Ruochen..."

"Zhang Ruochen has caused a big disaster. The Great Saint Yanhong has a great background in the Temple of Destiny and the Bone Clan."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. The Great Saint Yanhong has an immortal body. Even the Great Saint of the Supreme Realm can't kill her. How could she die in the hands of Zhang Ruochen?"

"The immortal divine pattern on her head has been erased. How could she not be dead?" A Bone Clan cultivator sighed.

...

Zhang Ruochen flew over the huge God Bone Skeleton, which was as big as a planet, released his mental power, investigated it, and then cast a series of space inscriptions to wrap it.

The 1,800-mile-high God Bone Skeleton gradually became smaller...

It became only the size of a normal human.

Zhang Ruochen sealed the Supreme Sacred Artifact in the shape of a ring, and then put the pink skull into the inner space of a king's sacred artifact.

Although the pink skull was dead, her God Bone was extremely valuable, and the immortal divine pattern on the God Bone was also of great research value.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen vaguely felt that even though the pink skull was corroded by three drops of dark space-time matter, there was still a strange area deep in the skull of the pink skull that could not be detected by mental power.

Perhaps there was a big secret hidden in her body.

After doing all this, Zhang Ruochen held the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus in one hand and the Purple Gold Gourd in the other, and looked at Yan Huangtu in the distance with a look of contempt, saying: "Where is your clone? Don't you want to activate this trump card? It's useless to hide in the dark, he will be found by me soon."

"Zhang Ruochen, you are worthy of being a Yuanhui-level genius, but I, Yan Huangtu, will never admit defeat."

Yan Huangtu's original body has become like a golden skull, and the injury is too severe, and the flesh and blood cannot grow back in a short time.

The Eight Sons of Life and Death and the two centipedes of the formation quickly flew to Yan Huangtu's side. The great saints of the Yanluo clan all had red eyes and were eager to fight, ready to fight to the death with Zhang Ruochen.

They didn't believe that Zhang Ruochen could really single-handedly defeat all the powerful men of the Yanluo clan.

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Yan Wushen arranged a space teleportation array with a diameter of 100 feet on the seventh dark star, which could mobilize the dark power and space power inside the star body to achieve long-distance space teleportation.

Chidi had done some research on the way of space and confirmed that this teleportation array was indeed safe and reliable, and was not a trap set by Yan Wushen.

He waved his hand and said, "All great saints and heavenly slaves, enter the array."

"No hurry, you can wait a little longer." Yan Wushen said.

Prajna stared at Yan Wushen with a strange look.

Chidi also looked over with a puzzled look and asked, "Why wait?"

Yan Wushen said, "The teleportation array on the Undead Blood Clan's home planet must have been exposed, and it is very likely to be destroyed. We cannot teleport to a specific location. Therefore, we must wait for the monks of the Yanluo Clan and the Bone Clan to destroy the protective array of the Undead Blood Clan's home planet. Otherwise, it will be quite troublesome."

Yan Wushen and Prajna were both standing three thousand steps away. There was also a space teleportation array under their feet. The array light was flashing, and they could teleport away at any time.

Obviously, Yan Wushen was very cautious when facing a strong man like Chidi.

Saving his life is the first priority.

Chidi asked, "Didn't you receive the communication light talisman from the Yanluo Clan? Didn't they send you the news that the array was broken?"

Yan Wushen shook his head.

Prajna looked at Yan Wushen again, with a look of enlightenment on her face.

Although Yan Wushen did not receive the news that the Undead Blood Clan's protective array was broken, he did receive the news that the Undead Blood Clan's home planet was emitting strange colorful light.

It is obvious that the Star Guarding Formation has been broken.

The colorful light coming out is probably related to Zhang Ruochen.

In addition, when setting up the formation, Yan Wushen's speed was neither fast nor slow, and he seemed to be in no hurry at all.

From this, Prajna speculated that Yan Wushen was deliberately delaying.

Delaying time.

Why was he deliberately delaying?

He should want to consume Zhang Ruochen and Yan Huangtu as much as possible, so that they would both suffer losses.

If he thought about the worse, Yan Wushen should want to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Borrow Zhang Ruochen's knife to kill Yan Huangtu.

In the world, no cultivator knows how powerful Zhang Ruochen is better than Prajna and Yan Wushen. What is powerful is not only his fighting power, but also his heart.

A heart that becomes stronger and stronger in adversity.

The more desperate the situation, the more extraordinary strength can be burst out.

Yan Huangtu and the pink skull seem to have all the advantages and are powerful, but in the eyes of Prajna and Yan Wushen, they are probably not Zhang Ruochen's opponents.

Prajna secretly said: "The monks all over the world feel that Yan Wushen is a martial arts idiot without scheming and wisdom, and they all feel that he will never be able to defeat the King of Hell Tu. However, a monk who can freely come and go on the battlefield of merit, without scheming and wisdom, would have never known How many times have he died? Besides, how could Yan Wushen not know Yan Huangtu’s hatred for him? There is no room for two tigers in one mountain!"

In the sky above the No. 7 Dark Star, Wujiang, Yuan Fei and the others stood in the virtual and true scrolls, and they were all astonished.

They never expected that Prajna and Yan Wushen would actually persuade Emperor Chi to lead all the Great Sage Heavenly Slaves to teleport to the home star of the Immortal Vampire Clan.

The Great Sage Yuan Fei said meaningfully: "I understand! The two armies are facing each other, and the envoys will not be killed. What's more, it is not easy for Emperor Chi to kill Yan Wushen and Prajna."

Wujiang thought for a moment, then smiled: "I understand too! It turns out that it is not difficult to ask the Great Sage Tiannu to go to the home star of the Immortal Vampire Clan. The key is to have enough courage to talk to them. In terms of careful consideration, I'm so far behind Prajna and Yan Wushen, why did I just think of it now?"

"In the past few dozen days, all the Holy Qi in the bodies of all the Great Sage Heavenly Slaves, including Emperor Chi, has been consumed in large quantities, and they are simply unable to support a long-lasting war. After all, on the Dark Star, they can only continue to consume without replenishing the Holy Qi. Therefore, those Great Sage Heavenly Slaves want to leave the Seventh Dark Star more than anyone else. "Yuanfei Great Sage Dao.

Wujiang said: "Dark Star No. 7 is now a cage, a cage that no one can escape from. After going to the home star of the Undead Vampire Tribe, the situation becomes complicated and chaotic, and they have hope of escaping."

"If Yan Wushen promises Emperor Chi one or two more things..." Yuan Fei, the Great Sage.

Wujiang nodded and said: "Yan Wushen deliberately waited until the last day because he knew that on the last day, the desire to survive of all the great saints and slaves would reach the strongest point, and they would no longer think about their own death. The desire to survive Strong enough, and with a glimmer of hope in despair, how could they not agree? "