Seeing that Prajna was flooded by divine thunder, the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm couldn't help but smile proudly. He dared to bear the divine thunder. This was completely seeking death.

When handing him this talisman, Canglong once said that the divine thunder released by the talisman is powerful, and one can severely damage or even kill ordinary people in the Dao Realm. Thousands of divine thunders are blasted out together, and it is difficult for top powerhouses in the Dao Realm to survive.

Although Prajna is strong, it will definitely not withstand the bombardment of thousands of divine thunders.

Of course, even if Prajna is not dead, it will definitely be seriously injured. At that time, you can suppress it by turning your hands and no longer cause any storm.

"Dare you dare to underestimate me, do you really think I am a vegetarian?" The eyes of the Ten-Mini Qiankun Cymbus were full of sneer.

He was waiting for the power of the talisman to exhaust and see how miserable the Prajna would end. As long as he collected a wisp of residual soul, he could get a large amount of merit.

After a long time, the violent thunder was finally calmed down and everything returned to peace.

"How is that possible?"

Seeing the scene ahead, the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm couldn't help but widen her eyes, thinking that she was confused.

Prajna stands quietly in the golden Buddha lotus, and emits a faint golden Buddha light on its body, and its treasure is solemn, like a living Bodhisattva walking in the world.

The golden Buddha lotus is intact and perfectly blocks the power of the divine thunder, without causing any damage to Prajna.

The Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm was completely stunned. He used the strongest killer weapon, but he could not injure Prajna. How strong is Prajna?

Soon, the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm reacted, and the first thought in his mind was to escape.

Baibian Xiaoxiaosheng noticed the crisis of the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm and shot out several high-level sacred weapons, including one of the incomplete king war weapons he obtained in Kunlun Realm. He wanted to stop Prajna and buy time for the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm to escape.

"You can't leave quickly." Baibian smiled and looked anxious.

Of course, the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm did not dare to delay it, and immediately escaped as quickly as possible, and could no longer care about collecting the Heavenly Recruiting Tree.

Before Prajna was moved, she still stood in the golden Buddha lotus, and her hands quickly formed strange hand seals.

Suddenly, a more brilliant golden Buddha light emerged from the body, condensing a golden body Bodhisattva, which was combined with the golden Buddha lotus, as if the two were originally one.

"Bang."

The Golden Body Bodhisattva stretched out a hand and easily smashed the high-level sacred weapon that Baibian Xiaoxiaosheng had made and broke it into pieces of scrap iron.

The incomplete king's war weapon was captured by the Golden Body Bodhisattva. The king-level inscription pattern was restrained and could not be released at all.

Silver droplets flew out from the middle of Prajna's eyebrows, condensed a crystal holy sword, emitting a biting cold aura, as if to freeze this virtual space.

The crystal holy sword was like flowing water, quickly traveling through the virtual space and instantly arrived behind the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm.

"No."

The Ten-eyed Qiankun worm let out a terrifying and unwilling roar.

"puff."

The crystal-clear holy sword penetrated the head of the ten-eyed Qiankun insect, and hundreds of thousands of sword laws burst into its body in an instant.

As an ancient relic, its vitality is extremely powerful and can withstand this blow. The Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm immediately lost its vitality and quickly turned into a strange-shaped insect with ten eyes. It is huge in size, comparable to a barbarian bull.

Seeing the death of the Ten-eyed Qiankun Worm, she was extremely shocked and desperately wanted to escape.

He is proficient in changes and his true strength is actually not as good as the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm.

Even the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm was easily killed by Prajna, how could he be Prajna's opponent?

Prajna did not chase after him, and slowly stretched out a hand, and strange laws of fate emerged, turning into chains, flying towards the ever-changing smile.

The speed of the ever-changing smile is ultimately not as fast as the chains transformed by the law of fate. In the blink of an eye, they are bound by chains.

One of the chains was shining with strange light, which directly penetrated Baibian Xiaoxiaosheng's body and pulled out his holy soul from his body.

"Bang."

The chains shook slightly, and the holy soul that was changing and smiling was broken.

At this point, the six priests of the Temple of the Euphrat Temple will be the second one, and in the future, they will only be called the two priests.

As soon as he died, his body changed and turned into an unknown strange beast.

Prajna did not waste it, and all the corpses of the Ten-Eyed Qiankun Worm and the ever-changing Xiaoxiaosheng were collected. After all, corpses like this ancient relic are still very valuable.

The next moment, Prajna's eyes locked on You Yuexin, obviously not wanting to let go of this survivor of the Black Demon Realm.

"I've fought for it."

Youyue's heart knew that she could not escape, so she made up her mind and took the initiative to attack Prajna.

A demon moon flew out of her body, releasing a surging demonic energy, and hitting towards Prajna.

Prajna's expression was indifferent, and with a casual wave of his hand, a powerful evil spirit of death emerged and collided with the Demon Moon.

"Bang."

The Demon Moon blew up, and all the demonic energy was destroyed invisible.

Youyuexin's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood was squirting out, and she suffered another severe injury.

Without waiting for her to do anything else, Prajna emitted a light of fate and instantly penetrated into her body.

Youyue's body was stiff and motionless, and her eyes were quickly dissipated, and she was unable to escape this disaster.

Just as Prajna was about to continue his attack, Ji Fanxin stood in front of him and performed ancient witchcraft. Countless witch curses spread to the virtual space, extending towards Prajna.

A faint smile appeared in Prajna's eyes, and another seal formed with both hands. The powerful death thought power emerged from his body and collided with the witch curse.

With Ji Fanxin resisting Prajna, the weaker people in the Heavenly Court couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that they would be found by Prajna.

At the same time, a group of powerful people in the Heavenly Court attacked the dead clan with all their might, creating an opportunity for Zhang Ruochen to take action.

As long as the Dead Clan's strong men were exhausted, Zhang Ruochen could find an opportunity to attack.

Everyone can see that relying on the advantage of being able to move freely, even if Zhang Ruochen is much stronger than Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen still has a way to kill him.

After a fight, except for Prajna and the seven powerful sons of the gods, goddesses, and other powerful people in the dead clan died, and they all died at the hands of Zhang Ruochen.

For Zhang Ruochen, these powerful people in the Dead Clan are all merit values, and the sum is enough to increase his merit values ​​by hundreds of millions, which is far beyond the ability of killing ordinary dead Clans.

Soon, Zhang Ruochen chose another target to attack, the son of the God of Kildo who was fighting fiercely with the sea of ​​Biyun.

This person is not as strong as Biyunhai, and he is completely beaten by Biyunhai, so he is undoubtedly the best target to attack.

His figure flashed, and Zhang Ruochen appeared beside the son of the Ku Shenshou.

The secret book of time and space is opened, the space is shocking, and a huge space crack extends to the Son of the Killer God.

The face of the Ku Shenzi changed drastically, and he moved away as quickly as possible, but it was still a little slower and could not completely avoid the space crack. His arms were cut off by the space crack and blood gushed out.

"die."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Biyunhai immediately took action, activate the sky blue gourd, releasing a dazzling holy light intertwined by countless rules of holy paths, and bombarding the son of the Kud.

In a hurry, the son of the Ku Shen was able to set up dozens of shields outside his body as quickly as possible, and at the same time protecting himself with the shadow of the god of death.

"Bang."

The Shadow of Death could not resist the terrible attack released by the King's war weapon and was penetrated.

Then, dozens of shields arranged by the Son of Ku were scrambled one after another, and the whole person was bombarded and flew backwards.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to have already calculated everything and appeared behind the son of the Ku Shenshou. The vague sword soul flew out from his body, mastered the ancient sword of the Shenyuan, and used the sword technique of time.

Countless marks of time emerged, covering the Son of the Dead God.

"not good."

The son of the Kildo said intimately that he was not good.

However, it was too late to resist.

Time seems to be in static at this moment, and the thoughts of the Son of the Dead are difficult to turn.

"puff."

The sword light flashed by, and the head of the Son of the Killing God flew high.

Even when dealing with extremely powerful dead tribes like the Son of the Ku God, the sword soul still has a counterproductive effect and is more prominent.

With just one sword, the son of the Killing God died and disappeared.

The sword soul returned with the sword and sank into Zhang Ruochen's body, as if it had never appeared.

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ruochen put away the body of the Son of Ku and the Holy Artifacts he used, all of which were his spoils.

Seeing this, Bi Yunhai frowned slightly, obviously a little unhappy, but it didn't happen in the end. In the virtual space, he really couldn't do anything to Zhang Ruochen. If he really wanted to start, he would suffer even if he couldn't.

“Shoulder.”

Seeing that the son of the Demon God died, the son of the Demon God couldn't help but his eyes were about to break.

He actually didn't care much about the life and death of the Son of the Knight, but in this situation, when the Son of the Knight of the Knight died, their situation would undoubtedly become worse and worse.

"Get out, use the death altar to deal with them. No one who dares to step into Xianji Mountain will leave alive." The son of the Source Demon God ordered coldly.

Fighting in the virtual space is too frustrating. You have a strong body of power but cannot exert it. Otherwise, why would you be beaten by Zhang Ruochen?

In an instant, all the remaining powerful people of the Dead Clan gathered at the fastest pace to the Son of the Source Demon God, including Prajna.

The seven top powers released the power of death and gathered together a huge shadow of death. The son of the Source Demon God handed over the magic gun at the level of the Supreme Holy Artifact to the Shadow of Death.
To be continued...