The void space is filled with chaotic energy, and every wave it raises has the power to destroy a world.

At the center of the chaotic energy, the three figures confronted each other at close range, and their speed was extremely fast.

"Bang bang."

The sword energy, sword light, and death spirit entangled each other, and hundreds of miles were transformed into a forbidden area. With the cultivation of Grandma Haitang, she dared not approach it easily.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to hurt Qihai again, so he naturally retreated far away and did not show off his strength to join the battle of advancing the god level.

However, Xiao Hei was eager to try, but was stopped by Zhang Ruochen.

"I want to kill the god."

Xiao Hei was full of momentum and wanted to break free from Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen knew how cowardly Xiao Hei was, but when he saw Bai Qing'er and the Blood Spirit Immortal attacking, he planned to intervene. Otherwise, if he met the false god, he would have escaped without a trace!

"That's right, I want to kill the gods, but if Mo Yunduan wants to escape, the Blood Spirit Fairy and Bai Qing'er can't stop him, only you can." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiao Hei calmed down, realized his importance, and nodded cautiously.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the battlefield again and saw that the Blood Spirit Fairy and Bai Qing'er joined forces and could only compete with Mo Yunduan. Moreover, it was a situation created by the situation that Haitang Grandma continued to use mental power to attack and interfere with Mo Yunduan.

Blood Spirit Fairy and Bai Qing'er are indeed very strong, but they cannot support the god-level battle for a long time, and their supreme magic body cannot bear it.

Mo Yunduan was obviously thinking of dragging them to death. Although he was overturning, he did not use the self-damage technique of burning life span or burning his soul.

"Now, it's time for me to take action!"

Zhang Ruochen took out the Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi Beads and held them between his hands. The blood evil energy radiated from his palms and activated it.

The Ten Thousand Mantras Dzi beads emitted bright light, and whispers were heard faintly.

With Zhang Ruochen's mental strength and cultivation, even if he activates the supreme holy weapon of Ten Thousand Mantras Dzi Beads, it is difficult to affect the false god. However, there is a top spiritual saint in the Qiankun Realm.

Seven-handed old man.

The Seven-Handed Old Man is the only existence in the Hell who is not a god but can be named a god. He is called the "God of Gambling". He once escaped from a false god and Bai Qing'er one after another, and his mental strength can be seen.

The seven-handed old man's mental power surged out of the time and space magic mark between Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows and injected with the Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi beads.

"Mind Light Curse." Zhang Ruochen recited lightly in his mouth.

In the distance, Mo Yunduan slapped the Blood Spirit Immortal with a palm, then waved the battle flag, and saw that the flying flag was about to be cut on Bai Qing'er's neck like a divine blade.

"Wow!"

A dark green light emerged, blocking the battle flag.

The dark green light forms a sphere of ten feet in diameter, trapping the end clouds inside.

Bai Qing'er was still shocked and looked at Zhang Ruochen in the distance.

Of course Mo Yunduan knew that it was Zhang Ruochen who ruined his good deeds, otherwise the attack just now would have been humiliated by Bai Qing'er's beheading.

The Blood Spirit Immortal seized the opportunity, and the man and sword merged into an extremely fast sword light, passing through the dark light, and stabbed the eyebrows of Mo Yuntuan with a sword.

The tip of the sword was only half an inch in, and Mo Yunduo punched it out.

"Bang!"

With a punch of the pseudo-god, the stars will be destroyed, and the blood spirit immortal will naturally not be able to bear it. His chest is beaten to collapse, his internal organs will turn into blood mud, and his body will fly out like a cannonball.

Bai Qing'er caught the opportunity more accurately, like a stream of light, and slashed from the back of the last cloud with one sword.

"Puff!"

The divine body of the last cloud was divided into two directly and turned into two halves.

A large amount of divine blood escaped from the two halves of divine bodies.

The half of the divine body on the left waved the battle flag again, and the flagpole swept across Bai Qing'er, beating her and flew out in a completely different direction from the Blood Spirit Immortal.

Bai Qing'er's injuries were even worse, and her white clothes had already become bloody.

"Blood-sucking Curse." Zhang Ruochen recited.

The divine cloud rolls, and the two halves of the divine bodies at the end of the cloud are combined into one.

However, due to the attack of Zhang Ruochen's blood-devouring curse, a lot of divine blood was lost in his body. In addition, Bai Qing'er's crescent-shaped flying knife contained pure original power, which made him still leave a blood line even if his divine body condensed again and was slashed.

Whether it was a beheading or a clone, it caused him a lot of trauma.

"Damn it! Didn't it mean that the pseudo-god's vitality is very weak? Why was it like nothing happened when you were hit by the supreme holy weapon?" Zhang Ruochen knew that the Blood Spirit Fairy and Bai Qing'er were seriously injured, so he was naturally a little anxious.

"Weak vitality? Who did you hear? Blood God of War or Blood Queen? That is compared to them, which is called weak. After all, the false god has cultivated a divine body and is no longer at the same level of life as the Great Sage. It is a world of difference in vitality. Fighting against the false god or escaping from the hands of the false god is possible. However, if we want to defeat the false god or even kill the god, we must have the intention to die."

Xiao Hei said seriously: "Now you understand, Grandma Haitang and the Blood Spirit Fairy have stayed to help you. How great a favor have you been borne! They are helping you at the cost of their lives and helping you stay in the Hell Realm. They respect your choice because you have helped Kunlun Realm."

"Boom."

The Mo Yunduan broke the Nether Light Curse, his eyes were fierce and he threw out the battle flag in his hand.

The battle flag released a dazzling divine light, shooting at the Blood Spirit Immortal like an arrow.

The Blood Spirit Fairy forced her to hold up the injured body. The blood on her body flowed up like a stream, gathering towards Shi Jian, gritting her teeth and chanting: "Sword Thirteen..."

The sword intent has not yet condensed and formed, and the battle flag penetrates his sword domain.

Grandma Haitang appeared in front of the Blood Spirit Fairy, and pointed the wooden stick forward, forming a crystal clear shield with her mental power, just like the extreme wall of the world.

"Bang!"

The battle flag shattered the shield, and the Grandma Haitang and the Blood Spirit Fairy flew out at the same time.

The wooden stick in the hand of Grandma Haitang was broken into powder.

Not everyone can block the blow of the false god, just like not everyone can block the sword of Wu Ma Jiuxing. Grandma Haitang is obviously a little short of a Yuanhui-level figure.

"Since you are so inappropriate, let's kill you remnants of Kunlun Realm first."

The last cloud used a magical power. One step was to reach the approach of Grandma Haitang and the Blood Spirit Immortal, and press it down with one foot. Innumerable regular divine patterns appeared on the legs, and a sea of ​​thunder condensed by gray lightning under the feet appeared.

God's kick can destroy sentient beings.

"The Mantra of Infiniteness."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were covered with bloodshots and he roared.

The Mo Yunduan resisted the infinite curse with his soul, and his feet became as huge as the lake and sea, and his power was still slashed.

"Boom!"

Grandma Haitang's eyes were deep, she raised her head to look at the sky, looked at life and death in nothingness, spread her hands and pinched them into fingerprints, and said hoarsely: "The world changes, flowers bloom on the other side."

The sound of water waves sounded.

With the Begonia as the center, a sea of ​​ocean was born out of thin air, and the waves were blowing thousands of feet high.

Above her head, a gorgeous flower bloomed, and the light emitted reflected the ocean into a blood-red color, making the fragrance of flowers in the empty space scent.

The bright red flowers blocked the suppressed god's feet and the gray thunder and lightning begonia.

"Like an ant, dare to rebel against the gods?"

The body of the Moyunduan divine body continued to expand, and the power of the divine feet became stronger and stronger, stomping the bright red flowers one by one, and the ocean below was suppressed to calm down.

Blood marks appeared on the top of Grandma Haitang's head, and they spread to her face, neck, hands, and feet, as if they were about to shatter with the flowers above her head.

Blood Spirit Fairy's chest was flowing continuously, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and millions of sword energy rushed out of her body, and rushed into the stone sword like a hummingbird returning to her nest.

"Swords...10...3..."

"boom!"

The Blood Spirit Fairy disappeared from the spot and turned into a shocking sword light that broke through the gray sea of ​​thunder.

There is no one between heaven and earth to stop this sword.

"puff!"

The sea of ​​thunder dissipated, the clouds were pierced by a sword, and the divine body was split into pieces.

The divine blood was like rain, sprinkled in the ocean under the feet of Grandma Haitang.

"Very good!"

Xiao Hei roared excitedly.

Zhang Ruochen also smiled knowingly. It should be noted that the sword move of the Blood Spirit Immortal, Thirteen, not only cuts the body, but also cuts the soul and mental thoughts. The former goddess of the Temple of Destiny was killed instantly after being hit by a sword.

No matter how strong the vitality of the pseudo-god is, it is probably time to die?

The smile on Zhang Ruochen's face quickly calmed down.

I saw that the broken divine body floating in the void actually condensed again, and even the spilled divine blood flew back.

Mo Yunduan's body appeared in front of everyone again.

Mo Yunduan was weaker and said coldly: "What a powerful sword. If your sword accurately hits my divine sea and divine source, I'm afraid I've really fallen at this moment. Unfortunately, I avoided the vital points."

The Blood Spirit Fairy became even weaker, but she was extremely indifferent and said, "So what? This sword has severely damaged you. Your soul is on the brink of breaking, right?"

"Can you still fight?" Mo Yunduan said.
To be continued...