The golden handprint is thousands of miles long, like light and fog, sometimes empty and sometimes real, constantly emitting a breathtaking wave of power.

"Rumbling."

Under the palm print, the great saints of the Ghost Clan fought with all their might. Some of them used ghost weapons, while others used advanced holy art. However, it was too late. The entire continent continued to sink, and the huge star of the tribe trembled violently.

After a while, standing in the starry sky, I saw smoke and dust rolling on the distant planet and energy chaotic.

A shocking five-finger handprint pit was printed on the surface of the planet.

The surroundings of the handprint pit are full of golden cracks, and the light mists into a waterfall.

A brilliant golden light spot was suspended above the handprint pit.

The monks from the upper three clans flew quickly towards the stars of the ghost clan, and finally saw clearly that the golden light spot turned out to be a figure.

"Zhang... Zhang Ruochen, he is not dead..." Bai Yu Crazy Lion said with a trembling voice, his eyes full of shock.

Prajna stood in front, and an undetected light appeared in his cold and deep eyes.

"Crash."

The ten wings on Zhang Ruochen's back spread out, and his whole body was full of golden light, like a god descending to the earth, slowly landing on the ground.

In the center of this vast basin that was shot out by Zhang Ruochen with a palm, there is a ghost town standing tall.

In the ghost city, the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles of the Ghost Clan supported the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, and with the power of the Supreme, blocked the palm seal and saved the ghost city.

Standing on the towering city wall of darkness, the bright red sage in the form of pink skull looked at Zhang Ruochen falling from the sky and made an incredible voice: "How is that possible?"

"Is that really Zhang Ruochen?"

"You didn't say that he was dead underground."

The two great saints of the Bone Clan, the Full Moon Ox Emperor and the Tian Bird God Bone, flew to the left and right sides of the pink skull.

At the same time, Wu Hu, Winged Ghost Emperor, and Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor were there at night and gathered from all over the city.

"It was invaded by the power of Amo's curse and it was completely resolved in just three days, and... his cultivation seemed to be even better than before." Ye Chang said in surprise.

Feng's expression was solemn, as if facing a great enemy, and said, "It's not just better than before. Compared with three days ago, Zhang Ruochen is much stronger."

Just now, he fought against Zhang Ruochen with the Supreme Holy Artifact, and Yu felt great pressure.

I would never have had this feeling when I fought with Zhang Ruochen before.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the figures of the great saints in the ghost town and sang: "Yuan, we have not decided the winner yet. Do you dare to fight me again?"

"What's not to dare?"

The slight stimulated the body of the Chaos Ghost Emperor who was ninety-nine feet tall, and flew out of the ghost city with the seven-star ghost lotus in his hand, facing Zhang Ruochen head-on.

It was him who invited Zhang Ruochen to fight the Ghost Clan's own star. If he was afraid to fight, wouldn't he be a joke to the monks in the entire hell world?

Besides, even if Zhang Ruochen becomes stronger, how strong can he be in just a few days?

In the past, even if Wu Hu didn't use the Supreme Holy Artifact, he could still suppress Zhang Ruochen in terms of power, but now he has completely reversed it.

"Nighty Ghost's Halberd."

The shui released powerful mental power, mobilized the ghost energy on the ghost clan's own star, and condensed into a black halberd.

"Go to die for me."

The black halberd was like a snake, releasing a biting fog of cold and cold air, drawing a winding arc and hitting Zhang Ruochen's vest.

The mental strength reaches level 64, which is the biggest reason why he can surpass Yanhong Great Sage, Sword Prison Emperor and others to reach the seventh place. Otherwise, based on the cultivation of the Holy Dao, he and Yanhong Great Sage and Sword Prison Emperor would not be able to break the gap at all.

Zhang Ruochen did not look at the black halberd flying from behind. While swinging his fists, he also released his mental power and condensed a light shield behind him.

"Rumbling."

The black halberd and the light shield frightened.

The light shield did not break like the one blow that Wu expected, but instead blocked his Nightmare Ghost Sphur and formed a circle of energy tides.

"Your mental power... Damn it, it turns out that you have been hiding the intensity of mental power."

How could Wun imagine that Zhang Ruochen could increase his mental strength by two levels in just three days?

This kind of improvement is comparable to other great saints' hundreds of years of hard practice.

"Boom."

A golden wing on Zhang Ruochen's back slashed out and slashed the black war halberd away.

Taking advantage of the violent fluctuations of his emotions, Zhang Ruochen released the world of truth and transformed the land of thousands of miles into a dazzling sea of ​​stars, splendid and beautiful.

The hands formed into palm prints, and a phantom of a dragon elephant rushed out from his left and right arms.

Xiao was very clear that Zhang Ruochen wanted to integrate the truth into his palm technique and stimulate ten times of his attack power. So he exhaled a mouthful of the original ghost energy from his mouth and poured into the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus.

"Crash."

The supreme inscription in the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus is quickly activated, releasing a huge amount of supreme power.

The power of the Supreme Condensation into seven black lotus flowers. On the black lotus, there was a ghost fire that was burning hotter than the ordinary Emperor Flame and the magic fire, and the space was burned to the point of distortion.

"Dragons and elephants destroy the world."

Zhang Ruochen shot out the thirteenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. With the blessing of the rules of truth, he burst out ten times the attack power and violently confronted the seven black lotus flowers.

"Boom."

The violent destructive power surged in all directions.

In the ghost city, all the great saints changed their color and hurriedly took action. The ghost weapons and the king's holy weapons were connected together, and finally resisted the impact of the supreme power and palm power.

Zhang Ruochen and the earth under the feet of the stern melted rapidly and turned into red magma.

To be precise, the entire continent is melting and cannot withstand the aftermath of the two peerless great saints.

The bleak Chaos Ghost Emperor's body burned, and his mouth kept making long whistles, trying his best to support him. After a while, he felt that Zhang Ruochen's palm power was rapidly weakening.

"Haha! I hold the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus and can kill the Great Sage of Thousand Questions Realm, threatening the Great Sage of Ten Thousand Death Realm. Zhang Ruochen actually dared to fight against the Supreme Holy Artifact with bare hands. I really think that the ten times the attack power of the Way of Truth can make you invincible in the world?"

Xiao Wen's mouth spit out another mouthful of the original ghost energy, sprayed it on the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, and said, "Today, I will redeem you to death here."

In the ghost town.

Seeing that Wu Xu gradually gained the upper hand, the Great Sage of the Ghost Clan who had planned to attack Zhang Ruochen together was relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

Only two balls of flames appeared in the deep concave eye sockets of the pink skull, feeling an extraordinary wave of power, and said, "No, Zhang Ruochen has inspired the power of the holy will."

Those great saints of the ghost clan don’t care about it, so what if they stimulate the holy intention?

Can the holy will fight against the supreme holy weapon?

In the same realm, whoever masters the supreme holy weapon is invincible.

"Boom."

The powerful energy burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body and penetrated the defensive light shield condensed by the seven-star ghost lotus.

In an instant, seven black lotus flowers shattered.

In Wu's shocked eyes, Zhang Ruochen slapped his chest with a palm, layered with layers of palm strength, like a sea of ​​tide, piercing the body of the 99-meter-high Chaos Ghost Emperor, forming a huge hole.

The snatch flew backwards like a scarecrow, hitting heavily on the formation barrier of the ghost city.

"Bang."

The light of the formation barrier dimmed a little and was almost smashed by him.

Feng was hit harder than ever before. Many forces were running around in his body, lying on the ground, unable to stand up, and could only watch Zhang Ruochen approaching step by step.

Zhang Ruochen emitted colorful chaotic light, and above his head, a mysterious vision of water and fire blending, a river of heaven was flowing around a round of blood yang.

"Your Holy Will...Second Level?"

He clenched his fingers and tried hard to hold them up again.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on his back and stepped on him again, saying, "As a loser, I don't have the right to know."

Next to it, the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, under the control of the weapon spirit, hit Zhang Ruochen's chest.

The purple gold gourd hanging on his waist flew up automatically and instantly became as huge as a palace. It directly took the seven-star ghost lotus flying towards Zhang Ruochen.

The world suddenly became extremely quiet.

All the great sages of the ghost clan could not believe the scene they saw. The strongest man in the ghost clan, Yuu, was defeated in Zhang Ruochen's hands while holding the supreme holy weapon and was trampled under his feet.

Zhang Ruochen's long hair was disguised, and he slowly raised his head, stared at the king standing above the city wall, and said in an orderly tone: "Let me go."

...

In the starry sky.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's invincible heroic figure who looked down on the world, the Great Society Luo Emperor, the Huo Mei Yin Ji and others, I couldn't help but feel suffocated.

In their hearts, Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang were compared.

Can Wujiang defeat Wujiang in such a devastating way?

"How could his holy will be so powerful? Could it be... Could it be that he has merged a second-grade holy will with the quasi-emperor-grade holy will pill?" Yuan Fei said in a trembling voice.
To be continued...