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Chapter 1991 Wait for me to come back!

The Great Freedom, like a mummy, was floating quietly in mid-air.

Po Zhi pulled his hand out of Da Zizaitian's body. It can be seen that Po Zhi's aura at this moment has completely risen to another level.

"A true fairy?"

Yang Chen murmured that he couldn't judge now. The main reason was that Asura's own practice was very different from that of their human race.

Although he doesn't know much, if Po Zhi can maintain this state at the critical moment, Yang Chen is confident that he can win this bloody battle of Shura.

Da Zi Zaitian slowly fell down, and after the power was drained out of his originally clean face by King Po Zhi, only a pair of wrinkled skin remained.

But even at the moment he fell, his eyes were full of resentment as he looked into the distance at the man who never really made a move, but ultimately led to his defeat.

Why does he know so much?

This was Da Zi Zaitian's last thought, but it was a pity that he seemed to have no chance to pursue the answer to this question.

"Did you win?"

Mo Zha lay on the side. The erosion of his body by the divine power had reached a terrifying level. It was now difficult for him to even move his neck.

Just imagine how vulnerable Asura's blood power would be when faced with another level of divine power if King Po Chi hadn't taken action.

Po Zhi slowly walked towards Mo Zha, first squatted down, and then slowly picked up Mo Zha's body in his surprised eyes.

Feeling the familiar demonic energy coming from King Po Zhi, Mo Zha wanted to say something.

Unexpectedly, Po Zhi just shook his head, and then gently placed his palm in front of the wound caused by the blow that Mo Zha had blocked for him.

Sizzling——

A faint sound came from the wound.

Under the guidance of Po Zhi, the pure white divine power slowly gushes out.

The stiffness in his body gradually dissipated, and Mo Zha finally regained his ability to move.

"king……"

"I was negligent before, sorry."

King Po Zhi apologized for his mistakes. This was the first time in 80,000 years that King Po Zhi, who was always known for his violence, apologized in the presence of others.

Mo Zha was shocked at first, then his expression relaxed a lot, and finally he burst into laughter.

"Hey! Your name is Yang Chen, right?"

Mo Zha smiled and shouted to Yang Chen who looked like a normal person.

He knew that this battle seemed to be full of dangers, but every time, it was this man who led the outcome.

"how?"

Yang Chen smiled back, but he didn't know what Mo Zha wanted to say.

Mo Zha slowly sat up, scratched the horns on his head, and said softly:

"It was my fault before. Since you saved my king, you also let my king untie the knot in his heart——"

"This bloody battle of Shura, please!"

Mo Zha bowed his head to Yang Chen quite formally. This time, Mo Zha completely believed in Yang Chen's role.

Ling Yuyao covered her mouth and smiled softly, and patted Yang Chen who was a little dull.

Yang Chen really didn't expect that these Asuras could say such things, which already surprised him.

Yang Chen felt a numbness and quickly waved his hand:

"Even if you don't tell me, I will still help you. After all, this is our deal."

Seeing such a scene, Jiluo Qiantuo could only shrug his shoulders.

Things were too chaotic today, but the result was good. It was definitely better to deal with such a powerful enemy immediately than to be caught off guard after the big battlefield opened.

It’s just this great freedom—

"Where are the people?!"

"what happened!"

The sudden exclamation made the peaceful atmosphere in the venue quite tense.

A biting cold breath blew on the backs of everyone's necks.

Luo Qiantuo's eyes were about to burst. He stared with fear and shock as he frantically searched for all the targets within his sight.

But there was no sign of Da Zi Zai Tian.

How can it be?

The Great Freedom is clearly right under their noses, but now...

"Up there!"

Viratian exclaimed and pointed to the top of the hall.

Everyone hurriedly looked towards the zenith, only to see the great Zi Zitian who had turned into a mummy without any breath of life, with his hands spread out like a cross, floating quietly in the air.

His eyes were so empty that even now he couldn't feel his breath.

But - where does that sense of heart palpitations come from?

"Aren't you dead yet? You are so tenacious!"

With that said, Po Zhi was about to go into battle again, but as soon as he took a step, Po Zhi, who had dissolved a lot of divine power, could not support his weak body and fell to the ground.

Mo Zha reacted faster and directly supported King Po Zhi with one hand.

But in this case, without King Po Zhi, can they really fight against this great freedom again?

"I go!"

Jiluo Qiantuo gritted his teeth and shouted. A halo suddenly appeared on his body, as if there was a faint aura of Buddhist Zen.

This is the true form of Qiluo Qiantuo.

"You can't always let young people go into battle, right?"

As he spoke, he rushed towards the dry sky.

"You can't get close to him, he is already dying."

Who would have thought that Yang Chen's words would pour a basin of cold water on Jiluo Qiantuo.

"How will you know if you don't try! Thunder Sound Buddha Body!"

boom! The huge golden true body transformed into a long-eared and wide-bodied Jiluo Qiantuo, who looked like a living Buddha. With six arms and three heads, he looked quite incapable of fighting.

But Viratian knew that it was his king's Thunder Sound Buddha body that enabled the Shura coalition forces in the lower realm to gain a great advantage in the initial extremely long and grand battle in that bloody Shura battle.

The bursts of thunder sounds are like gods and Buddhas coming to the world. If the real body of the demon is the closest to the evil devil, then the thunder sound Buddha body of Qiluo Qiantuo is the closest to the real body of gods and Buddhas.

As he spoke, he wanted to take a picture. The Buddha's palm, which carried endless power, was as unstoppable as the Five Finger Mountain.

But the moment he took out his palm, Yang Chen shook his head.

"Yu Yao, I have to go this time, but I promise you, I will be fine."

Yang Chen dropped a sentence and disappeared in Ling Yuyao's anxious eyes.

"Yang Chen..."

There was nothing she could do now, the only thing she could do was pray silently.

boom!

The Buddha's palm came again, but he couldn't move forward in front of the Great Self.

Not only that, an invisible force slowly corroded the palm filled with Buddha's light. Feeling the terror that stimulated the depths of his soul, Jiluo Qiantuo dispersed his true body in an instant.

If this continues, he may not even be able to keep his true body.

And this feeling of helplessness turned into doubt and confusion as Yang Chen appeared.

"what are you up to?"

"Don't worry, I will take care of this matter."

Yang Chen turned his head and left a smile. The moment he turned back, no one noticed that his eyes were filled with a starry sky.