A raging storm of divine electricity surged out of the Nine-Toothed Wolf God General's body.
His divine blood burned, his divine body continued to expand, and his flesh and blood turned purple, emitting a blinding brilliance.
The nine-toothed wolf god general never expected that he would be forced to burn the divine blood by a holy monk.
"cut!"
Zhang Ruochen's hair was as long as a flying willow branch, and his eyes were sharp. He slashed down with his sword, creating a peerless golden edge.
The nine sharp teeth of the nine-toothed wolf god flew out from his mouth, fused with the divine lightning storm, and faced the dazzling golden sword light.
Each of the nine teeth is fused with a high-grade king's holy weapon, which can be combined into a set, and the power it unleashes is enough to compare with the supreme holy weapon.
This is the reason why it uses the "nine teeth" to become a divine general, and it is also its biggest trump card.
The sword struck by Zhang Ruochen was truly astonishing. It broke through the divine lightning storm and struck the left shoulder of the nine-toothed wolf god general.
The sword edge collided with the divine body, and the powerful divine power exploded.
"Pfft!"
Shen Yuan's ancient sword struck down more than one meter deep, cutting off the nine-toothed wolf god general's shoulder bone, and a fountain of blood gushed out.
However, his divine body now grew to tens of meters in height, but he failed to damage his internal organs and fatal foundation.
"Bang!"
The nine-toothed wolf god punched Zhang Ruochen in the chest with his left hand.
The divine patterns of burial gold rules condensed into a golden light shield on Zhang Ruochen's chest, blocking the punch of the nine-toothed wolf god general. The impact force sent Zhang Ruochen flying backwards.
Shen Yuan in Zhang Ruochen's hand was dripping with divine blood.
"It's a pity that the dark formation has sealed the world. I can't rely on the secrets of swordsmanship to mobilize the rules of swordsmanship between heaven and earth. Otherwise, this sword can at least cut off one of his arms."
Zhang Ruochen understood that the biggest reason was that his understanding of the mysteries was too shallow. Otherwise, even if the dark array was refined by a divine master, he would not be able to withstand the power of the mysteries.
The nine-toothed wolf god touched the blood on his left shoulder with his claws, his eyes turned red, and he roared violently: "Your strongest attack is only this, and it is difficult to pose a fatal threat to me. Now, I will let you see
For a moment, the power of the gods."
Above his head, a gray divine cloud appeared, spreading thousands of miles.
Rivers of electricity flow in the clouds.
All the electricity flowed into the nine teeth, which suddenly merged into one and turned into a gray bone blade, cutting through the formation inscriptions of the dark formation diagram and slashing towards Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and felt the intimidating power.
He had to admit that as the second-level pseudo-god of the lower third class, the Nine-Tooth Wolf God General was much more powerful than those low-level pseudo-gods, and was not on the same level at all.
If he hadn't changed paths with the Golden Buried White Tiger, he would have been defeated.
Even after changing lanes, without using mysteries, I'm afraid they can only fight at the same level.
The nine-toothed wolf god will burn the divine blood, unite the nine teeth into one, and strike with anger. You can imagine how powerful it is. Zhang Ruochen sighed softly, and the white light on his body swelled.
One percent of the original essence is released.
Zhang Ruochen incarnates as the origin messenger, like the heart of heaven and earth, the source of Taoism. Various origin visions appear around him, flowers bloom and shine on the divine lotus, Qi rushes into the origin tower, and the light clouds origin sea...
"Chi Chi!"
Even though the Dark Formation seals the sky and the earth, the original rules between heaven and earth are still rushing into the world of the picture scroll, converging on Zhang Ruochen.
…
"What's going on? Why have the original rules become so active?"
"Is this a great god who has the original way of cultivation and uses magical powers in the world of life and death?"
"All the original rules converged towards the Santu River."
The holy monks in the Holy City of Seven Enemies all noticed the strange movement and felt frightened and uneasy, and their hearts were filled with panic.
The fluctuations erupted by the origin messenger are more terrifying than the divine power.
"Something must have happened!"
Xiao Hei, wearing a black suit, turned into an afterimage and rushed out of the Goddess Tower first.
Gushe Huanhuan followed closely behind.
In the world of picture scrolls.
Zhang Ruochen controlled and mobilized the original rules, pointed them out, and collided with the tip of the nine-toothed bone blade, causing energy ripples to spread in circles.
"Bang!"
The bone blade exploded.
It turned into nine wolf fangs more than three meters long and flew backwards.
The nine-toothed wolf god general had a face full of fear, vomiting blood at the mouth, unsteady on his feet, and kept retreating.
"You...you...you are actually the origin messenger..."
Zhang Ruochen was wrapped in the original divine light, flew up, pushed out with a light palm, and then collided with the nine-toothed wolf god general, hitting him against a metal mountain and inlaying the formation inscriptions on the dark formation.
middle.
The nine-toothed wolf god general wanted to escape, but found that there was nowhere to escape, so he quickly shouted: "The true god without borders!"
Wujiang, who was fighting with Prajna, noticed that the nine-toothed wolf god general was actually forced into a desperate situation by Zhang Ruochen. At the moment when he was distracted, Prajna's multicolored stone sword slashed across his waist and abdomen, and was dragged out
A long bloody mouth.
In the battle between the top strong men, there is no room for any flaws.
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen's fist fell and smashed the head of the nine-toothed wolf god into pieces, turning it into blood mist.
The sea of qi hidden in the blood mist also shattered and opened.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed an extremely hot divine source from the shattered sea of air. It was extremely hot and as heavy as a star, with densely packed regular divine patterns flowing inside.
This is the divine source cultivated by a superior god!
Unfortunately, when he was about to die, the Nine-Toothed Wolf God knew that he could not self-destruct his divine source, so he destroyed his soul. The regular divine patterns in the divine source were extremely scattered, and most of them were lost.
Such a divine source is already considered incomplete.
A monk in the holy realm needs to spend ten times the hard work to refine it before he can become a false god. However, the value of the divine elixir he refines is not affected.
The headless corpse of the nine-toothed wolf god general still contains part of his soul. His hands and feet are struggling, but he is not completely dead.
Zhang Ruochen quickly sealed him and put him in the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror to temporarily suppress him.
"Zhang Ruochen! Very good, the original secrets in your body, no, all the secrets in your body, will belong to this god."
Wujiang was extremely angry and excited at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen actually possesses one percent of the original secret and is an origin messenger. If this one percent of the original secret belongs to him, Wujiang is confident that within hundreds of years, he will have the fighting power to fight against higher gods.
Wujiang stood in the sky, laughing continuously, and his spiritual power and divine energy were continuously injected into the dark array.
The array world began to shrink and space was squeezed.
The formation inscriptions became denser, as if they had turned into thousands of chains.
Prajna had already joined Zhang Ruochen. The Destiny Staff in his hand hit the ground hard, and together with the Gate of True Self, they formed a spherical light shield.
The winding River Styx flows on the mask of light.
However, even though she tried her best, she could not resist the dark formation, and the light shield was continuously squeezed.
Zhang Ruochen raised his hands to support a sea of original light.
"It's useless. Although you are the origin messenger, you are still in the holy realm after all. The power you can mobilize is limited. This dark formation diagram of Wujiang was refined by the formation master. Even if we work together, we will not be able to sustain it for long.
." Prajna sighed quietly.
Zhang Ruochen said: "What if we weren't trapped in the scroll?"
"If he were not trapped in the scroll, I should be 60% sure that I could defeat him. Unfortunately, there is no if."
Prajna has a pair of beautiful eyes, sometimes tender and sometimes cold.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to transfer the original secret to Prajna, but he thought that although she was a true god, she did not major in the original way and could not exert the power of the secret at all.
"Enjoy your last moments. Soon, darkness will swallow you up, and everything you have now will belong to me." Wujiang's voice came from the darkness.
There was only endless darkness in front of Zhang Ruochen and Prajna, and they couldn't see where he was.
In order to prevent Zhang Ruochen from escaping, Wujiang no longer held back and wanted to refine Prajna to death in the picture.
"snort!"
Wisps of flame emerged from Prajna's eyes, preparing to use the forbidden technique and forcefully attack the dark formation. No matter how high the price was, he had to escape with Zhang Ruochen.
"Wait a moment." Zhang Ruochen said.
Prajna glanced at him and saw that Zhang Ruochen was calmer than the true god she was. He immediately restrained the flames in his eyes and continued to support himself against the suppression of the dark formation.
After a while.
When the photomask and the sea of origin are suppressed to only a few feet in diameter.
Twenty-eight stars appeared in the darkness above their heads.
The twenty-eight stars are all trembling, driving away the darkness.
Zhang Ruochen smiled: "Reinforcements are finally here!"
The twenty-eight stars became brighter and brighter, tearing a circular hole out of the world formed by the dark array. Xiao Hei's voice came from outside the hole, extremely arrogant: "How can it be difficult to live in a mere array?
My emperor?"
"This formation diagram was refined by the formation master." Gu She's joyful voice sounded.
"So what if it was refined by the Formation Divine Master? It's just a defective product. Besides, it's not like the Formation Divine Master is here in person."
"Look at this emperor's divine formation, slaying gods and demons in nine heavens and ten earths."
"Boom!"
Three Supreme Sacred Artifacts and twenty-eight King's Sacred Artifacts formed a formation, colliding with the dark formation, and the formation inscriptions collided with each other.
Soon a large piece of the dark array was shattered.
Suddenly, the pressure on Zhang Ruochen and Prajna eased, and the formation inscriptions receded like a tide.
The twenty-eight stars in the sky are exactly the brilliance emanating from the twenty-eight sacred vessels of the king.
The formation that Xiao Hei refined is called the "Sanyuan Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation". It is a sub-god-level formation. However, as it enters the realm of gods, a lot of resources are spent on refining it.
Finally, he refined the formation to the divine level.
Prajna wielded his staff and swept away the dark power. The body of the Destiny Staff even crossed the space and struck in front of Wujiang, knocking him into the Santu River.
Wujiang glared at Xiao Hei with extreme resentment.
If this strange god in a mysterious robe hadn't suddenly appeared, relying on his profound knowledge of formations to break through the dark formations, and given him a moment, he would have been able to refine and kill Zhang Ruochen and obtain a large amount of mysteries.
hateful!
Extremely hateful!
"Why are you staring? I dug out your eyes!" Xiao Hei said in a deep voice.
Prajna held a colorful stone sword in one hand and a stick of destiny in the other, rushed into the Santu River, and attacked Wujiang at close range. No matter what, Wujiang must die.
Moreover, he cannot be allowed to spread any news.
Zhang Ruochen sent a message to Xiao Hei: "Give me a helping hand and kill Wujiang. He knows the secret that he shouldn't know."
Zhang Ruochen did not send a message to Gushe Huanhuan. After all, Wujiang's identity is not trivial. If Gushe Huanhuan intervened in a big way, he would undoubtedly represent Luozu Yunshan Realm in starting a war with the Nether Clan and the Dark Temple.
Gushe Huanhuan will definitely consider the consequences carefully, Zhang Ruochen does not want to force others to make things difficult for them.