The golden big handprint is thousands of miles long, like light and mist, sometimes empty and sometimes real, constantly emitting soul-stirring power fluctuations.
"Boom."
Under the palm prints, the great saints of the ghost clan tried their best to fight, some fired ghost weapons, and some used high-level holy spells. However, it was too late, the entire continent continued to sink, and the huge star of the clan trembled violently.
After a while, standing in the starry sky and looking out, I saw billowing smoke and chaotic energy on the planet in the distance.
A shocking five-finger handprint was imprinted on the surface of the planet.
There are golden cracks all around the big pit of the handprint, and the light mist turns into a waterfall.
A bright golden light point was suspended in the sky above the large pit of the handprint.
The monks from the upper three tribes quickly flew closer to the ghost tribe's own star, and finally saw clearly that the golden speck of light was actually a human figure.
"Zhang...Zhang Ruochen, he is not dead..." the white jade mad lion trembled, his eyes full of shock.
Prajna stood at the front, with a gleam that no one noticed in his cold and deep eyes.
"Wow."
The ten wings on Zhang Ruochen's back spread out, and the whole body was covered with golden light, like a god descending to earth, slowly landing on the ground.
In the center of this vast basin that was struck by Zhang Ruochen's palm, there was a ghost town standing tall.
In the ghost city, Jiu and several hundred-flag realm Dzogchen saints from the ghost tribe held up the seven-star ghost lotus. With the power of the Supreme, they blocked the palm prints and saved the ghost city.
Standing on the dark and towering city wall, the Yanhong Monkey King in the form of a 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 mean that he died underground."
The two Hundred Flail Realm Dzogchen Great Sages of the Bone Clan, the Full Moon Ox King and the Heavenly Bird Divine Bone, flew to the left and right sides of the pink skull.
At the same time, Xu, the Winged Ghost Emperor, and the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor were always present at night, and they also gathered from all over the city.
"The power of Amo's curse that invaded his body was completely resolved in just three days, and... his cultivation seems to be better than before." Ye Changzai said in surprise.
Xu's expression was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy, and he said: "Not only is he better than before, Zhang Ruochen is much stronger than he was three days ago."
Having used the Supreme Sacred Artifact to fight Zhang Ruochen just now, Xu felt tremendous pressure.
I would never have felt like this when playing against Zhang Ruochen before.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the figures of the great saints in the ghost city and raised his voice: "Xu, we haven't decided the winner yet, do you dare to fight me again?"
"Why don't you dare?"
He inspired the ninety-nine-foot-tall Chaos Ghost Emperor's body, flew out of the ghost city holding a seven-star ghost lotus, and confronted Zhang Ruochen head-on.
It was he who invited Zhang Ruochen to fight on the ghost planet. If he was too timid to fight, wouldn't he be a joke to the monks in the entire hell world?
Besides, even if Zhang Ruochen becomes more powerful, how strong can he be in just a few days?
Even in the face of powerful men like Wujiang and Luo Shengtian, Xu still dared to compete head-on. Even if he lost, he was sure of getting away. Can Zhang Ruochen be stronger than Wujiang and Luo Shengtian?
"very good."
Zhang Ruochen's speed was as fast as light, and he collided with Xu in an instant.
"Bang."
Zhang Ruochen's fist collided with the black light shield formed by the seven-star ghost lotus. The two powerful forces tore the ground under their feet into pieces.
"Bang bang."
Zhang Ruochen used the Luoshui boxing technique, and the shadows of his fists fell like raindrops.
No holy will was used, but each punch contained divine power, along with tens of millions of boxing rules, and the power of the dragon soul and elephant soul from Qianwenjing to bless both fists.
The sound of boxing is like the waves in the sea hitting the reef.
"Is Zhang Ruochen's body so terrifying when he goes head-to-head with the Supreme Sacred Artifact with his bare hands?" In the ghost city, a great sage felt his heart tremble.
The four eyes of the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor had extraordinary abilities, and he saw some clues, saying: "At least ten of the shackles in Zhang Ruochen's body have been broken, and the divine power contained in the demigod's body is constantly being activated. He...he is here
Become stronger, we may be in big trouble today, everyone be prepared to fight."
Saying such words, it can be seen that the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor is no longer as optimistic about Ji as before.
The Yigui Emperor was quite puzzled and said: "No, no, in just three days, it is impossible to break more than ten shackles, even if Zhang Ruochen has the help of the Divine Movement Pill and the power of time."
"Zhang Ruochen must have gotten some kind of opportunity underground."
The pink skull lightly stomped its feet and made a soft hum.
A great sage of the ghost tribe, whose whole body was burning with will-o'-the-wisps, said: "It's strange, why doesn't Xu use the power of the Supreme Sacred Artifact to fight back? I don't believe that Zhang Ruochen's power can be strong enough to suppress the Supreme Holy Artifact."
"Of course Zhang Ruochen cannot fight against the Supreme Saint Artifact with his bare hands. However, he can use his strength and speed to suppress the Supreme Power that inspires the Supreme Saint Artifact. It will take time for the Hundred Flail Realm Great Sage to inspire the power of the Supreme Saint Artifact.
, Zhang Ruochen didn’t give him time." Pink Skull said.
The Yigui Emperor looked solemn and said coldly: "I think it is necessary for us to take action now and combine all our forces to kill Zhang Ruochen. Fighting alone will only give Zhang Ruochen opportunities to defeat each other."
The pink skull sent a message to "鄍", the eighth son of the Ghost Lord, and said: "Is the Great Sword Man still alive? Bring him here."
"Bang bang!"
He held the seven-star ghost lotus with both hands and used his supreme power to hold up a black light mask.
The black mask was sometimes dimmed and sometimes dented by Zhang Ruochen's punches.
Only part of the supreme inscription can appear on the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, and it cannot be fully revived, and its power is suppressed.
"Damn it, how did Zhang Ruochen's power become so powerful?"
He stepped back step by step, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to circulate the ghost energy.
In the past, Xu could still suppress Zhang Ruochen in terms of power even without the use of the Supreme Saint Artifact. But now, it was completely reversed.
"The Nightmare's Halberd."
He released powerful spiritual power, mobilized the ghost energy on the ghost clan's own star, and condensed it into a black halberd.
"Go to hell."
The black halberd was shaped like a snake, releasing a cold and biting mist, drawing a winding arc and hitting Zhang Ruochen's vest.
The sixty-fourth level of mental strength is the biggest reason why he can surpass the Great Sage Yanhong, the Sword Prison Emperor and others and rank seventh. Otherwise, just relying on the cultivation of the holy way, he and the Great Sage Yanhong, the Sword Prison Emperor,
There is no gap at all.
Zhang Ruochen did not look at the black halberd flying from behind. While pumping his fist, he also released his mental power and condensed a light shield behind him.
"Boom."
The black halberd and the light shield collided violently.
The light shield did not break into pieces with one strike as Su expected, but instead blocked his Nightmare Halberd, forming a tidal wave of energy.
"Your mental power... Damn it, it turns out you have been hiding your mental strength."
Who would have thought that Zhang Ruochen could increase his mental strength by two levels in just three days?
This kind of improvement is comparable to hundreds of years of hard work by other great sages.
"Boom."
A golden wing on Zhang Ruochen's back flew out, knocking the black halberd away.
Taking advantage of the violent fluctuations in his emotions, Zhang Ruochen released the form of the Realm of Truth, transforming a land of thousands of miles into a dazzling sea of stars, gorgeous and beautiful.
His hands formed palm prints, and a dragon-elephant shadow rushed out from the left and right arms.
Xu knew very well that Zhang Ruochen wanted to integrate the Tao of Truth into his palm technique and activate ten times the attack power. So, he spit out a mouthful of original ghost energy and poured it into the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus.
"Wow."
The supreme inscription in the seven-star ghost lotus is quickly activated, releasing a massive amount of supreme power.
The power of the Supreme was condensed into seven black lotus flowers. On the black lotus flowers were burning ghost fires that were hotter than ordinary imperial flames, and the space was burned and distorted.
"The dragon and elephant destroy the world."
Zhang Ruochen struck out the thirteenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. Under the blessing of the rules of truth, he exploded with ten times the attack power and violently collided with seven black lotuses.
"Boom."
The violent destructive power surged in all directions.
In the ghost city, all the great saints changed their colors and hurriedly took action together. The ghost weapons and the king's sacred weapons were connected together, and finally withstood the impact of the supreme power and palm power.
The ground beneath Zhang Ruochen and Ji's feet melted rapidly and turned into red magma.
To be precise, the entire continent is melting and cannot bear the aftermath of the battle between the two peerless saints.
The Chaos Ghost Emperor's body was on fire, and he kept making long roars from his mouth, trying his best to hold on. After a while, he felt that Zhang Ruochen's palm force was rapidly weakening.
"Haha! With the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, I can kill the Great Sage of Thousand Questions Realm and threaten the Great Sage of Ten Thousand Death Realm. Zhang Ruochen actually dared to fight against the Supreme Sacred Artifact with his bare hands. He really thought that the attack power of the Tao of Truth would be ten times that of
Are you invincible?"
He spit out another breath of original ghost energy from his mouth, sprayed it on the seven-star ghost lotus, and said: "Today, I will refine you to death here."
In a ghost town.
Seeing that Xu gradually gained the upper hand, the great sages of the ghost clan who had originally planned to attack Zhang Ruochen together breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on their faces.
Only two flames emerged from the deep-set eyes of the pink skull, and he felt an extraordinary fluctuation of power and said: "No, Zhang Ruochen inspired the power of the Holy Will."
Those great sages of the ghost clan didn't take it seriously, so what if they inspired the holy will?
Can the Holy Will fight against the Supreme Sacred Artifact?
In the same realm, whoever masters the supreme holy weapon is invincible.
"Boom."
Powerful energy burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body and penetrated the defensive light barrier formed by the seven-star ghost lotus.
In an instant, the seven black lotuses were shattered.
In Xu's shocked eyes, Zhang Ruochen hit him on the chest with one palm. The palm force, one after another, was like an overwhelming force, punching through the ninety-nine-foot-tall Chaos Ghost Emperor's body, forming a huge...
hole.
Like a scarecrow, he flew out and hit the formation barrier of the ghost city heavily.
"Bang."
The brilliance of the formation barrier dimmed a bit, and it was almost shattered by him.
Xu suffered an unprecedented severe injury. There were many forces running around inside his body. He fell to the ground and was unable to stand up. He could only watch Zhang Ruochen approach step by step.
Zhang Ruochen's body exuded multicolored chaotic light, and a mysterious phenomenon of water and fire mingled above his head, with a Milky Way flowing around a blood sun.
"Your Holy Will...Second Grade?"
With squeezing fingers, I pinched hard, wanting to stand up again.
Zhang Ruochen stepped on his back and pushed him down again, saying: "As a loser, I have no right to know."
Next to it, the seven-star ghost lotus, controlled by the weapon spirit, crashed into Zhang Ruochen's chest.
The purple gold gourd hanging on the waist automatically flew up, becoming as huge as a palace in an instant, and directly took in the seven-star ghost lotus flying towards Zhang Ruochen.
The world suddenly became extremely quiet.
All the great saints of the ghost clan couldn't believe the scene they saw before them. Jiu, the most powerful person in the ghost clan, was defeated miserably in the hands of Zhang Ruochen and was severely trampled under his feet while he was in charge of the supreme holy weapon.
Zhang Ruochen's long hair was disheveled, he slowly raised his head, stared at Yan standing on top of the city wall, and said in a commanding tone: "Let him go."
…
In the starry sky.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen's invincible heroic figure that looked down upon the world, Da Sen Luo Huang, Huo Mei Yin Ji and others couldn't help but feel suffocated.
In their minds, they compared Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang.
Can Wujiang defeat Xiu in such a devastating way?
"How could his Holy Will be so powerful? Could it be... could it be that he used the Quasi-Emperor Holy Will Pill to fuse a second-grade Holy Will?" Great Sage Yuan Fei said in a trembling voice.
Although Great Sage Yuan Fei is the strongest among the dead, the fused holy will is only of the fourth grade.
He knew very well how difficult it was to integrate the third-grade holy will.
Fusion of the second-grade holy will is an unimaginable achievement. Even the unparalleled Fengchen Sword God a thousand years ago did not succeed, and was slightly short of the second-grade holy will.
"Now it's even more interesting! Only in this state can Zhang Ruochen compete with the strong men of the three middle clans. Most of the time, both sides will lose. Here's our chance!" Prajna smiled with bright eyes and white teeth.
The monks from all sides who saw the projection of the Divine Eye of All Realms were all excited.
Zhu is extremely famous both in the hell world and in the heaven world. He is an unparalleled evil. Zhang Ruochen's defeat of Zhu broke the faith of countless ghost monks and also shocked the monks from all walks of life in heaven.
No one thought that Zhang Ruochen could become so powerful in such a short time after entering the hell realm.
In the Temple of Merit, Shang Ziyan's eyes were bloodshot and he roared angrily, feeling extremely unwilling.
His heart was filled with hatred.
Not only did he hate Zhang Ruochen, but he also hated the giant in the heaven who resurrected him. If he died, it would be a relief. Why should he be resurrected?
Facing an enemy like Zhang Ruochen, Shang Ziyan felt very desperate inside.
Ling Xi, who stayed in the Mingxi River Basin, looked at the projection above her head. An extremely complex light appeared in her eyes as beautiful as pearls. There was hatred, but her heart was beating non-stop, and she felt an unexplainable sense of joy.
, I can’t suppress it no matter what.
Why does she feel happy when she sees Zhang Ruochen becoming stronger?
Shouldn't it be fear and fear.
Of course, the most intense reaction was in the Temple of Destiny. After all, other monks only saw the surface, but the gods saw something more profound.
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Today there is still only one chapter of 4,000 words.