On the Dark Star, the gravity is huge and there is no spiritual energy or holy energy. For monks under the Great Sage, it is a forbidden place of death.
Even the Great Sage's strength and speed will be suppressed to extremely low levels on the Dark Star.
Just like this, Yan Wushen calculated that "three thousand steps" was the safe distance for negotiating with Emperor Chi.
The divine chain that imprisoned Emperor Chi's feet had long been severed by the colorful stone sword.
However, the divine chains on both hands are still there, and can only be stretched one foot long, which will greatly limit the Chi Emperor's combat power. If not, the safe distance of three thousand steps is far from enough.
Emperor Chi's true form is a green chi, and he practiced for eight thousand years before reaching the realm of the Great Sage.
Compared with these great saints from the hell realm who participated in the Battle of Hunting Heaven, it can be said that they are late bloomers. If they had not met the Empress of Thousand Bones, they would never have thought of breaking through to the Hundred Flails Realm in this life.
Now, although he has cultivated to the realm of eternal death and become an important figure in Wujiang Pavilion, he is already over 10,000 years old.
Life is about to end.
Rather than die of old age for another hundred years, it is better to die with value in order to repay the empress for her kindness.
The Huntian battlefield might be a good place to die.
Emperor Chi is in human form, holding a colorful stone sword. He stands tall and tall, his skin is covered with scales, and he does not look old at all.
After a long time, he withdrew from his thoughts and cast his gaze towards Yan Wushen and Prajna in the distance.
"What the empress did was to obtain the decree of destiny and the secret of destiny. Therefore, she had to help Prajna and win the first place among the ten clans. However, with the points of the underworld and the dead, how could it be possible to win against the immortals?
The Blood Clan and the Yama Clan? Could it be..."
Emperor Chi glanced at Yan Wushen without leaving any trace.
"Could it be that Prajna wants to tell me that she and Yan Wushen have cooperated to help the Yama clan and win the first place among the ten clans?" Emperor Chi always felt that Prajna had something to say to him, but did not dare to say it, so he speculated like this.
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Perhaps, the empress has some kind of plan in Yan Wushen's body, and she can get the decree of destiny and the secret of destiny from his hands.
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"Whoosh!"
A messenger light talisman cut through the darkness and fell into Yan Wushen's hands.
Yan Wushen grabbed the light talisman and took a look. He was startled at first, and then his eyes became suspicious.
Prajna did not see the content on the messenger light talisman, and was very curious as to what happened to make Yan Wushen lose his composure.
Yan Wushen quickly regained his composure, stared at Emperor Chi, and said: "The guardian formation of the immortal blood clan's own star has been broken. You can safely teleport there. There are no more Nether Clan, Dead Clan, Stone Clan, and Immortal Clan."
The Vampires and the Rakshasa Clan are besieged by the Great Holy Army. You can escape wherever you want. Moreover, you can also swallow the six-color divine mist between heaven and earth to restore the severely depleted holy energy in your body."
"Boy, that's nice to say. I guess a large number of monks from your Yama clan are guarding over there, ready to hunt us and increase your points, right?" Emperor Chi said in a deep voice.
Yan Wushen smiled bitterly: "This was originally the plan, but unfortunately, something went wrong. The strong men of the Yan Luo clan who were sent to the home planet of the Undead Blood clan are fighting fiercely with the Undead Blood clan. I am afraid that both sides have been hurt."
Emperor Chi's eyes were full of disbelief, and he said: "Most of the great saints of the Immortal Vampire Clan are here, so how can they have the ability to open a battlefield on their own planet? You, Yan Wushen, just want to lure us as soon as possible
Teleport over. In this case, I must stay here for a while."
Yan Wushen was not in a hurry and said: "You are also a strong man who has practiced for more than 10,000 years. Don't you know that there are dozens of heroes in this world who are in the same realm?"
"A dozen or a group?" Emperor Chi sneered.
When the realm is low, there will indeed be some monks who have dozens of combat capabilities at the same realm.
After all, the realm is low and there are too many mediocre people.
After reaching the realm of a great sage, it is already impossible to fight in a group! Because every great sage has the ability to fight in a group when he is young.
Yan Wushen said: "Zhang Ruochen of the Immortal Vampire Clan is such an existence. He alone is able to control his own planet, which is comparable to thousands of troops. Even a hundred great saints of the same realm may not be able to suppress him."
"Is Zhang Ruochen that strong?" Emperor Chi asked.
The opportunity has come!
Prajna spoke quickly and said: "When Zhang Ruochen became famous, Emperor Chi had been captured by the Temple of Destiny and imprisoned. It is normal for him not to know anything about him. This son was born in the Kunlun realm. On the battlefield of merit, he once held the artifact Emperor
Emperor Shenchi, with the power of one man, fought against the holy army of the entire hell world, sweeping everything in his path. He and Yan Wushen are the most outstanding talents of this era, known as Yuanhui-level geniuses. Not to mention in the big world
In the holy realm, one can fight a group of people, and even if one becomes a god in the future, it is possible to fight one against ten in the same realm."
Upon hearing the words "Kunlun Realm", Emperor Chi's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.
"How come monks from the Kunlun Realm come to the Hell Realm?"
In order to confirm his suspicion, Emperor Chi asked.
Prajna's gaze turned to Yan Wushen.
Yan Wushen said: "Because Zhang Ruochen still has half of the blood of the hell world, he is the grandson of the bloody god of war."
"The grandson of the Bloody God of War, isn't his father...I see, I understand!" Emperor Chi was greatly moved, and he was able to confirm the information Prajna wanted to tell him.
There was no expression change on Emperor Chi's face.
However, Yan Wushen sensed that there was a vague murderous intention in Emperor Chi.
I wonder who this murderous intention is aimed at?
Yan Wushen was very vigilant and secretly took precautions.
"As a monk in the Kunlun Realm, he is willing to surrender to the Hell Realm. Such a traitor really deserves to die."
Emperor Chi showed a look of hatred for Zhang Ruochen, waved his big hands and said: "All the Great Sage Heavenly Slaves listen to the order, we will teleport to the undead blood clan's own star. Once there, other monks and I can't control it, so we can run for our lives separately.
However, do the Heavenly Slaves from Wujiang Pavilion and all walks of life in Heaven dare to work with me to kill Zhang Ruochen first?"
"Everything must be obeyed by Emperor Chi."
Nearly half of the more than 700 heavenly slaves raised their voices, with strong murderous intent in their tone.
They hated monks like Zhang Ruochen who were willing to seek refuge in the hell realm.
What's more, they knew very well that it was difficult to escape from the battlefield of Huntian. Only by following Emperor Chi would they have a greater chance of survival.
"Wow——"
The first batch of more than 300 Great Sage Heavenly Slaves teleported away instantly.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Chi and the remaining three hundred or so slaves of the Great Saint all entered the teleportation array.
The moment he stepped into the teleportation array, Emperor Chi suddenly turned around, held his sword in both hands, and slashed at Yan Wushen through the air.
The colorful sword light surged and locked onto Yan Wushen.
No one expected that Emperor Chi would suddenly take action. Any other monk would have been instantly killed by a sword. However, Yan Wushen was already prepared. He pressed his hands to his temples and Naihe Bridge rushed out from between his eyebrows.
"Boom!"
The five-color sword light was blocked by the stone bridge.
Yan Wushen's brows overflowed with blood, and he flew hundreds of meters away, hitting the ground with a long ravine and countless blood marks on his body. Prajna was also knocked away by the aftermath, and the body-protecting Styx was turned into water droplets.
"Bold Tiannu, you are looking for death."
Deep roars rang out in the sky, and the Great Sages Wujiang and Yuanfei led the Great Sages of the upper three tribes to control the virtual and true scrolls and quickly rushed to the seventh dark star.
Unfortunately, the light of the space teleportation array dimmed, and all the great saint slaves were teleported away.
Yan Wushen got up from the ground, touched his bloody forehead, and looked at Prajna. However, he found that Wujiang had already helped her up, pressed his palm on her back, healed her, and said, "You
It’s too risky” and the like.
Prajna pushed Wujiang away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked extremely determined, and said: "You can't die with this kind of injury!"
Wujiang is not angry. If Prajna did not have such an independent and strong character, he would have lost interest and would no longer be attractive.
There are thousands of beauties, but there are very few who are not pretentious.
Yan Wushen walked over and said: "It's really strange. At first, I clearly didn't feel the murderous intention in Emperor Chi. But just now, after talking about Zhang Ruochen's origin, he seemed to have suddenly changed his mind.
Generally, you want to kill me. What’s going on?”
Of course Prajna guessed what was going on.
At first, Emperor Chi must have thought that the monk chosen by the empress was Yan Wushen, so he would not kill them.
However, after knowing that Zhang Ruochen was the monk chosen by the empress, of course his murderous intention increased greatly, and he wanted to kill Yan Wushen with a sword and help Zhang Ruochen get rid of a powerful enemy.
Unfortunately, Yan Wushen was too alert and actually blocked the sword and was not killed.
Prajna said: "Emperor Chi is a monk of Wujiang Pavilion, and the master of Wujiang Pavilion was born in the Kunlun realm. Emperor Chi learned that Zhang Ruochen was a traitor to the Kunlun realm, and his emotions naturally became extreme. Besides, the monks in the hell realm and the heavenly realm
The relationship between slaves is life and death. How could Emperor Chi not have murderous intentions towards us? It's just that he wants to escape and hides it well."
Yuan Fei and Wujiang nodded lightly.
Yan Wushen was shaking his head, disagreeing with Prajna's point of view. This matter was by no means as simple as it seemed. He always felt that there was some key point that he had overlooked.
Prajna interrupted Yan Wushen's train of thought and said: "We also quickly teleport to the home star of the Undead Blood Clan. If it's a little later, all those Heavenly Slave Points will be collected by the Yama Clan and the Bone Clan!"
The monks from the upper three tribes teleported away one after another.
Yan Wushen stood alone on the seventh dark star, looking at the communication light talisman in his hand. The content on it said, "Zhang Ruochen's cultivation has greatly improved, Yan Zhexian was expelled from the battlefield, the Great Sage Yanhong fell, and the Emperor of Hell's Picture
Seriously injured, the situation is extremely critical."
"The situation seems to be a little different from what I initially expected! What went wrong? Ahem!" Yan Wushen coughed out a mouthful of golden blood.
It was not easy to block the sword of the Great Sage of Wan Shi Yi Realm. He was seriously injured.
Hundreds of great saints from the Yama clan received Yan Wushen's message and, under the leadership of Jin, quickly descended to Dark Star No. 7 and stood at the edge of the space teleportation array.
"Greetings to Master Wushen."
After Yan Wushen went to the Shura tribe's own star alone, he achieved great military prowess. Now the great sage of the Yama tribe respects him very much.
After a short period of recuperation, Yan Wushen recovered from his injuries and said forcefully: "Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, and the eight sons of life and death have been defeated by Zhang Ruochen. Next, we will shoulder the responsibility of fighting for the Yama clan.
The responsibility of being the number one among the ten clans and the glory of the supreme clan must not be left to our generation."
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight for the glory of the supreme clan, fight for the number one in the Yama clan."
The great sages of the Yama tribe were all full of fighting spirit, and followed Yan Wushen into the space teleportation array.
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You may think that when you come to the hell realm, there are a lot of uncommon words. Here, the pronunciation of a few words is specially marked: