The Red Crow King looked at the horizon where the long rivers of sword energy were surging, feeling unbelievable.
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"Such a strong sword intention! Could it be that Master broke through and then stood up again, realizing the Twenty-Five Sword?"
Even though he always had a calm personality, at this moment, he felt very uneasy and excited.
The situation has completely changed!
If the appearance of Zhang Ruochen held up the sky for the gods and opened a door of hope, then the commotion caused by the ancestors of Jin Ni, Xu Tian, and Feng Tian completely stabilized the crisis.
In other words, from the weak side to the strongest side.
Dark Remnant sighed several times in his heart. Every time he made up his mind, there were always variables.
The situation at this moment was what she least wanted to see.
If she insists on breaking through Tianyu World first and seizing the Black Hand, I am afraid that Zhang Ruochen will abandon the Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King to deal with her first.
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch, who had said such righteous words before, whether he meant it sincerely or falsely, had no way out, and must have helped Zhang Ruochen deal with her.
Coupled with the ancestor Jin Yang, Xu Feng Jin, whose sword power is rising steadily.
Under the ancestors, who can resist such power?
However, if she chooses to join forces with Zhang Ruochen to deal with the Underworld Spirit and the Red Crow King first. Then after the death of the Underworld Spirit and the Red Crow King, will it be her turn next?
After all, she was really planning to take advantage of her just now, and there was no way Zhang Ruochen couldn't miss it.
This is the consequence of having ulterior motives!
dilemma.
"Di Chen, does our previous alliance still count?" the dark body asked.
Zhang Ruochen wore a divine robe of talisman to cover his pierced chest. He secretly healed his injuries and said, "When will the words I said cease to count?"
In order to prevent the dark remnant body from taking risks, Zhang Ruochen had to take the initiative to dispel her doubts and said: "The Lord urgently needs to make up for the shortcomings in his soul, and the spirit of the underworld is the best tonic."
God Xiu Chen didn’t know whether he was impatient, or he really understood Zhang Ruochen’s thoughts, and said: “Are you crazy? We in the Sword World, the Temple of Destiny, and the Heavenly Universe have paid a heavy price to create an excellent situation. How can she let her
Take away the fruits of victory?”
Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "It doesn't matter! We came to the Beize Great Wall to destroy the base of the Mingzu faction, to help Fengtian and the Temple of Destiny seize the Demonic Ancestral Ridge, and to seize the eighteenth level of Netherworld Purgatory."
"After today's battle, the corpse demon will definitely take revenge. Giving up the spirit of the underworld to the Lord is actually letting the Lord help us bear part of the wrath of our ancestors. I just don't know if the Lord has the guts?"
After hearing this, Dark Remnant's worries were greatly reduced.
That's right! What Zhang Ruochen and the Temple of Destiny are most afraid of is the revenge of the ancestor corpse demon. How can they deal with her after killing the spirit of the underworld and the Red Crow Queen?
At the same time, the dark remnant also saw through Zhang Ruochen's intention.
Zhang Ruochen must be worried that she will risk everything to destroy Tianyu World and seize the black hand. In this way, of course she will be besieged and it will be difficult for her to end well.
But the Nether Sea Spirit and the Red Crow King have a great chance of escaping with Nether Purgatory.
Netherworld Purgatory is what Zhang Ruochen wants to capture most.
He said these words just to stabilize her.
"Haha! Di Chen's outspokenness is the greatest trust in me. Well, today I will take Di Chen's lead and act accordingly, bring peace to the Kingdom of the Underworld, and kill the corpse demon's right-hand man."
The dark body flew away from the world of Tianyu and moved forward step by step. Dark power spread out and quickly swallowed up the light in the void.
"You decided my life and death so early?"
There was a joking smile in the tone of the spirit of the sea of underworld: "Although I was severely injured, I was able to survive two attacks from the ancestor. This is the strength of the quasi-ancestor! If you want to kill me, you should be mentally prepared to be buried with me.
?"
The spirit of the sea of underworld is full of energy and fighting spirit, and it does not show the weak state just now.
He was completely integrated with Netherworld Purgatory, constantly mobilizing the remaining power of the Underworld Ancestor, and said: "The great Lord Underworld Ancestor can transcend time and space, attach his power to the World-Destroying Bell, and kill the Ancestor of Life. Naturally, he can also kill the Ancestor of Life."
Kill you. But, how can I kill a chicken with a bull's knife? I can kill you all by myself."
Everyone present frowned, and many were frightened by the spirit of the underworld.
Even Chi Yao showed a cautious attitude and said: "The spirit of the underworld claims to have mastered the four ancestral curse seals left by the corpse demon. Currently, only two of them are used. The killing curse was imposed on the ancient god Panyuan.
The blood curse has hit Mingzu. Brother Chen, you must be extremely careful!"
"I have Mani beads, why should I be afraid of his spells?"
Zhang Ruochen took out the Mani Pearl and held it in his palm before he could activate it.
But see.
The Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King fled in two directions.
The strong show just now was just for show.
This made the Fourth Confucian Patriarch feel wary of Zhang Ruochen's dark body, and then they took advantage of the gap between them to prepare defensive measures and escaped separately.
The spirit of the underworld is fleeing to Lihentian.
As soon as he entered Lihentian, he and Netherworld Purgatory disappeared.
With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ruochen punched into the sundial, carrying time-marked light spots all over the sky, and caught up with the spirit of the underworld at the fastest speed, crushing him past the place where he disappeared just now.
But, the hit was empty!
Completely lost all traces of the spirit of the underworld.
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch said: "It's the Heavenly Secret Pen and the Heavenly Book of Destiny! The spirit of Minghai took these two spiritual treasures from Xu Fengju's hands. Using both of them together, they are the best in the universe!"
"How can there be so many firsts in the universe? He has just obtained these two treasures and will never be able to fully use them."
Zhang Ruochen will never allow the spirit of the Nether Sea to escape from under his nose with the Netherworld Purgatory. Ancient God Panyuan is still suppressed inside!
If the spirit of the underworld escapes like this, Ancient God Panyuan will definitely die.
"Lord, I leave the Red Crow King to you!"
Zhang Ruochen flashed, passed through the hole in space, and stood in Lihentian, holding up his hands.
The red cauldron rises quickly, blooming with the brilliance of truth.
Time passed minute by minute.
Chi Yao and several immortals outside the Temple of Destiny wanted to help, but Zhang Ruochen stopped them: "Protect Yaozu Ridge and Tianyu World, and don't let any accidents happen."
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch looked at Zhang Ruochen on the other side of the space hole with a weak smile on his face.
Immediately, Zhang Ruochen sensed an unparalleled amount of tyrannical spiritual power, pouring from the hole in space and rushing into Hongding.
There were obvious changes on Ding's body, and the copper eye turned rapidly.
The brilliance of truth has increased exponentially.
"It turns out that to bring out the power of Hong Ding, the role of mental power is so great. The mental power of this Confucian ancestor... is terrifying!"
When this thought flashed through Zhang Ruochen's mind, he had already sensed the strange celestial fluctuations hundreds of millions of miles away.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of light under his feet, Zhang Ruochen crossed hundreds of millions of miles and smashed the Hongding down heavily.
"Boom!"
The space of Lihentian shook violently, and the Netherworld Purgatory appeared, with six volumes of the "Book of Destiny" suspended in its six directions.
The spirit of the underworld stood on the first level of the purgatory world, holding the Tianji pen and drawing something quickly. When it was revealed by Zhang Ruochen's cauldron, he was still in a state of shock and confusion.
The self-healing ability of Netherworld Purgatory is extremely strong, and all purgatory worlds have been restored to their original state.
"Peng!"
Zhang Ruochen unfolded his ancestral blood wings, turned into a streak of blood light, fell from above, and struck the first atmosphere of the purgatory world with his golden staff, breaking it open.
The spirit of the underworld raised its sword and drew it out, hitting it hard with the golden staff.
The two of them stood up to each other and stepped back at the same time.
The spirit of the sea of underworld looked around nervously, then laughed: "Zhang Ruochen, you chased me up alone, and even broke into the world of purgatory."
"I am enough to deal with you!" Zhang Ruochen said.
The spirit of the underworld said in a bewitching voice: "You alone are not enough. Besides, aren't you curious why the so-called Confucian Ancestor and the Lord of Darkness didn't catch up? Are you not afraid of Feng Caiyi and Xu Fengjin?
Are there changes over there?"
Zhang Ruochen was not affected by the bewitching power at all, and successively hit the sundial, Hongding, and Mani Pearl.
Then, following closely, the golden staff was like a stick, swinging its arm and slashing down.
The spirit of the sea of underworld is indeed extraordinary in combat power. It used a stone knife to fly three war treasures in a row, but it was finally penetrated by Zhang Ruochen's "stick" to defend against the divine light.
This "stick" hit his neck, causing his body to roll over and fly away, causing water to splash.
His body at this moment is made of the underworld sea.
Otherwise, how could he still have such fighting power after sustaining two attacks from the ancestor?
The spirit of the underworld crashed into the underworld mountains of the first purgatory world, and finally, the body fell into the second purgatory world, and then steadied its legs.
Without giving him a chance to breathe, the sundial fell heavily.
Although the spirit of the underworld avoided the body of the sundial, it was still affected by the time power carried by the sundial, and its speed slowed down a bit.
"Peng!"
Zhang Ruochen struck down with his staff, golden light and bloody light blended together.
The spirit of the underworld barely waved its sword to resist, and retreated continuously. It also mobilized its strength to neutralize the continuous attacks from the sundial, Hongding, and Mani Zhu.
Zhang Ruochen was so fierce, even though he was hit by lightning, he acted like nothing happened.
"Zhang Ruochen, you alone can't kill me! If we continue to fight like this, we can only perish together. When the time comes, the Dark Lord and the Confucian Patriarch will be extremely happy, so why bother?"
The spirit of the underworld completely weakened.
"Peng! Peng! Peng..."
The Netherworld Purgatory shook, and a series of boundary-shattering roars were heard.
The Wa Palace broke out of the ground, carrying colorful divine flowers and rising into the sky.
The palace is gorgeous and magnificent, and the aura of the ancestors is strong. The sacred light and shadow of Emperor Wa is tens of thousands of miles high, purifying all the power belonging to the ancestors of the underworld.
Ancient God Panyuan stood outside the Wa Palace, like a peerless god of war, holding a giant ax and shouting: "With me and me, is it enough to kill you?"
"You... aren't you under a killing curse?"
The spirit of the underworld couldn't believe that a monk who had just entered the semi-ancestral realm and received a curse seal from the ancestor should not be able to regain his fighting strength so quickly even if he did not die.
"No matter how strong the corpse demon is, can it be stronger than Emperor Wa?"
Ancient God Panyuan flew out of the Wa Palace, holding an ax in both hands and slamming it down, as if he was going to fight the spirit of the underworld in close combat.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the Wa Palace and clearly saw Feng Yan's figure, and a smile appeared on his face. Not only was Ancient God Panyuan not dead, but he also regained his fighting strength, which was a complete surprise.
It seems that Feng Yan has obtained the secret of the deepest power of the Wa Palace.
It should be noted that the mysterious power of the Wa Palace has scared away the seventy-two-pin lotus.
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The edge of Hades.
Xutian's figure was as straight as a sword, walking with the ancestor Jin Ni, and intercepted the Red Crow King who was about to escape.
Xu Tian had a stone-made Sword Origin Tree growing on his head, like a brother of the Jingdao people. He was full of energy and spirit. He shouted coldly: "There is revenge, and there is resentment. Red Crow King, the revenge of death, today I Xu Tian