The second thousand three hundred and eighth chapter is pregnant with ghosts
The more than 2,000-meter-long purple meteorite hit Huo Mei Yinji hard, and billowing purple murderous energy rushed into her body, wiping out her vitality.
The red spirit flame on Huo Mei Yinji's body went out, she screamed, and fell rapidly.
"Boom."
The purple meteor struck again, hitting the Fire Charming Yin Ji, beating her immortal body to a bloody pulp, as if it was about to explode.
When the Purple Meteorite was about to launch its third attack, the eight thousand words of the "Void and Real Script" flew over. In an instant, a burst of laughter came from the Purple Meteorite and disappeared from the space without a trace.
"Sage Zuo Mu is too cunning. He never confronts the Supreme Sacred Artifact head-on. He escapes immediately after every attack."
The great sage Yuan Fei's state of mind was originally very peaceful, but in an instant, he had defeated two great sages of the Great Perfection in the Hundred Flails realm, and no matter how good his state of mind was, it was completely destroyed.
When fighting against the three middle tribes, they never caused such losses.
The bloody holy body of Huo Mei Yin Ji is like a red leaf, floating softly in the void. The breath is still there, but there is no mental fluctuation and she has entered an unconscious state.
"Come back quickly and meet us."
Prajna sent a message to Emperor Omori Luo.
Emperor Luo of Dasen was also frightened, and he completely released his mental power. He was wary of his surroundings and flew in the direction of the "Void and Real Script".
The Great Sage Yuan Fei sent two spiritual thoughts to the fire charm Yin Ji and the white jade mad lion to explore their status.
"Fortunately, there is hope." Source is not the Great Sage.
Prajna sighed, waved his hand, and said: "Let the weapon spirit of the Divine Eye of All Worlds send them away from the battlefield."
The Great Sage Yuan Fei felt helpless and finally nodded.
The Huo Mei Yin Ji and the White Jade Crazy Lion were too seriously injured and could not recover during the Hunting Heaven Banquet. It was the best option to send them away from the battlefield.
After the Fire Charming Yin Ji and the White Jade Crazy Lion were teleported away, the Great Sage Yuan Fei sighed: "If we had taken your suggestion earlier and all of us had gathered together, no matter how strong the Lord Zuo Mu was, he would not have been able to succeed. The loss was
The two great saints of the Hundred Flail Realm will be quite disadvantageous to us."
Prajna remained calm and said: "Sage Zuo Mu is an ascendant of the Snow Barbarian Tribe, and was later accepted as a disciple by the Lord of the Meteor Star Temple. He is extremely talented and is known as the great sage in the Meteor Temple who is most likely to reach the divine realm. Unfortunately, it is too much.
Eager for quick success, in order to break through the realm as soon as possible, the inner demon controlled his mind, and within a few months, he refined the Shura creatures from more than ten planets."
"The Great Sage of the Meteorite Temple rushed to stop him, but was killed instead."
"After killing seven great saints from the Falling Star Temple in a row, Holy Lord Zuo Mu fled all the way to the starry sky in the wilderness. In the end, he was captured by the Destiny Holy Guards from the Temple of Destiny."
"Although Saint Zuo Mu is in the middle stage of the Qianwen Realm, with his talent and his training in the way of space, his combat power is definitely not inferior to those at the peak of the Qianwen Realm."
"Of course, after entering the Hunting Battlefield, his mental power is sealed, and he only has one meteorite armor to use, so his attack power shouldn't be that terrifying. However, it should still be possible to reach the late stage of Qianwen Realm."
Great Sage Yuan Fei nodded slightly and said: "It seems that even if you master the "Void and Real Script", you and I may not be the opponents of Sage Zuo Mu. This battle has become difficult to fight!
"
Prajna's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen and Que Fei, who were still fighting fiercely. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Recall Que Fei. Only the combined efforts of the four of us can scare away the Holy Lord Zuo Mu. As for Zhang Ruochen..."
Under the protection of eight thousand false and true characters, Emperor Dasen Luo returned to the "Void and True Script" and asked with lingering fear: "What happened to the White Jade Crazy Lion and the Fire Charming Yin Ji? Could it be that Emperor Chi is here? Or maybe
Is it Luo Shengtian?"
The Great Sage Yuan Fei simply told him about Prajna's speculation.
Dasen Luohuang slapped his forehead, showing regret, and said: "Prajna is still very thoughtful. If I could listen to her before, how could I suffer today's defeat?"
"I haven't lost yet today."
Prajna added: "Currently, we have formed a three-legged alliance. We still have a chance to kill Zhang Ruochen and seize the treasures from him. However, before that, we may be able to cooperate with Zhang Ruochen to get rid of Saint Lord Zuo Mu.
"
"Cooperation? How can Zhang Ruochen cooperate with us?" Dasen Luohuang sneered and shook his head.
There was no expression on Prajna's face, his eyes were deep, and he said: "Sage Zuo Mu is our common enemy and a huge threat to Zhang Ruochen. He may not cooperate with us. How can there be eternal enemies in this world?"
The demonic sound swallowed up all the Heavenly Slaves of the Hundred Flails Realm, and like a coquettish young girl, they rushed to the nearby starry sky and landed on a cosmic rock. The aura exuding from their bodies became even more powerful.
Zhang Ruochen and Que Fei had long discovered the aura of Lord Zuo Mu, so they did not dare to continue fighting and separated.
Dark lines flowed on Zhang Ruochen's arms, and the cold power of darkness eroded half of his body.
Que Fei didn't take advantage either. He was hit in the abdomen by Zhang Ruochen's last sword, and a time mark entered his body. Three hundred years of his life were cut off, and the aura fluctuations on his body became weaker.
Moyin walked to Zhang Ruochen and asked with concern: "Master, your injury..."
"It doesn't matter."
Zhang Ruochen's back was straight, his eyes were bright, and his temperament was outstanding. Although there was no blood on his face and there were three piercing wounds on his chest, he was still full of fighting spirit.
As long as he has this spirit in him, no one dares to treat him as a seriously injured person.
"Chichi."
Moyin's snow-white jade fingers grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist, absorbing every bit of the dark power that had invaded his body, and transferred it into his own body.
As the Holy Flower of Food, there is very little power in the world that cannot be absorbed.
Prajna stared at the intimate look of Zhang Ruochen and Moyin, with no trace of emotion on his face, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, we are all hunters, why not join forces first to get rid of the prey hiding in the dark?"
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Zhang Ruochen readily agreed.
"Okay, but I would like to know how the points will be calculated if you kill him?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Emperor Dasen Luo snorted coldly: "The points of the twelve Hundred Flail Realm Heavenly Slaves are enough for your Blood Sky Tribe to gain a high ranking within the Immortal Blood Clan. Do you still want the points of this Qianwen Realm Heavenly Slave? What if?
If you don’t cooperate with us, you may die in the hands of that Qianwenjing Heavenly Slave.”
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were indifferent and he didn't even look at him. Instead, he kept staring at Prajna's beautiful and charming face and said: "If you have such an attitude, I will not accompany you. Moyin, let's go."
"Wait a minute."
With his beautiful eyes, Prajna glared at Emperor Daomori and said: "The great sage has a strong vitality and is difficult to kill. Only if we join forces and use the supreme holy weapon can we have a chance to kill the Heavenly Slave of the Thousand Questions Realm.
After killing, the points will be divided equally, what do you think?"
Moyin's delicate body gently leaned next to Zhang Ruochen and whispered in his ear: "Master, don't believe her. Kill that Qianwenjing Heavenly Slave. Next, they will definitely deal with us."
Zhang Ruochen ignored the magic sound and said: "I have a better proposal. How about, whoever kills him will get all the points?"
Hearing this, Emperor Dasen Luo, Que Fei, and Great Sage Yuan Fei all burst into laughter. Zhang Ruochen's suggestion was something they couldn't ask for.
"Okay, that's the decision." Prajna said.
Such a powerful Qianwenjing Tiannu must have more than three million points.
No matter what, Zhang Ruochen must kill him and not let him fall into the hands of other great sages from the hell realm.
To lead the Blood Sky Tribe to win the first place among the ten tribes, to lead the Undead Blood Tribe to become the first among the ten tribes, and to become the first in total points, this is what must be done.
Zhang Ruochen knew very well that whether it was the twelve Hundred Flails Realm Heavenly Slaves or the Thousand Questions Realm Heavenly Slaves, the reason why they appeared here must be related to Prajna.
It's rare to get this kind of opportunity again.
"I'll force him out first."
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the purple gold gourd and mobilized the holy energy to continuously inject it. While activating the space inscriptions and the supreme inscriptions on the gourd, he secretly transmitted a message to the Sacred Food Flower and said: "When I attack them, you use the fastest speed to attack them."
Use the speed to get rid of them."
"They? Master, you are talking about the monks of the upper three tribes? Aren't we cooperating with them? Why attack them? Even if we deal with them, how can we fight against the Qianwenjing Heavenly Slave?"
Moyin was quite surprised. He never expected that Zhang Ruochen, who had just discussed cooperation with Prajna, was actually planning to deal with them.
Prajna and others probably didn’t expect this, right?
Without giving Moyin any further explanation, the Supreme Inscription Pattern and the Space Inscription Pattern in the Purple Gold Gourd were activated, bursting out with dazzling purple-gold light, reflecting the entire starry sky in purple-gold color.
"It's the power of the Supreme. It turns out that Zhang Ruochen's gourd is actually a supreme holy weapon. No wonder it's so powerful. This should be his biggest trump card."
Que Fei was secretly shocked and thought carefully, if Zhang Ruochen had just used the supreme power of the Purple Gold Gourd, would he be able to withstand it?
Great Sage Yuan Fei was so blinded by the purple-gold light that he couldn't open his eyes. He blocked it with his hand. When he moved his hand away, he discovered that Zhang Ruochen had actually moved through space and appeared in front of his field of vision, only a hundred miles away from them.
"No, please activate the "Void and Real Word Scroll" quickly."
The Great Sage Yuan Fei reacted the fastest and stepped on the scroll with the sole of his foot.
"Wow."
Originally a scroll with a length of only more than ten feet, it quickly expanded, revealing more words. It became more than ten miles long, more than a hundred miles long... and continued to grow larger, releasing more and more powerful words.
The supreme power fluctuates.
Words flew out from the scroll one by one, wrapping the four people tightly.
"Boom!"
The large space formation at Hulukou covers the "Void and Real Scroll".
Immediately afterwards, the space in the formation quickly collapsed, breaking the defense layer formed by thousands of virtual and real characters.
"Wow."
From the mouth of the gourd, a red-gold supreme power surged out, turning into a pillar of flame light with a diameter of tens of meters, impacting on the body of the "Void and Real Scroll".
After only resisting for a moment, the four people standing on the scroll were beaten away from the scroll and thrown away.
"Zhang Ruochen, you renegade villain, you must... die..." Dasen Luohuang was hit by the flame beam, and the lower half of his body on the right side burned to melt. He grimaced in pain and even screamed and cursed.
Yuan Fei and Que Fei are both top-notch strong men who have experienced hundreds of battles and have extraordinary intelligence. However, they were caught off guard by Zhang Ruochen. To this day, they are still in a state of confusion and have no idea what is going on.
what's going on?
A Qianwenjing Tiannu nearby was eyeing them with eager eyes. Why did Zhang Ruochen attack them?
Aren't you afraid of being benefited by that Qianwenjing Tiannu fisherman?
"Zhang Ruochen is too insidious. From the beginning, he planned to get rid of us first. Oh no, the Holy Flower of Food is coming. Let's break out separately and leave this star field first." Prajna said.
She was not injured because her cultivation level was the lowest, so she was not Zhang Ruochen's main target.
The thunder and lightning vines of the Holy Flower spread towards them from different directions, with the obvious intention of trapping them inside.
Great Sage Yuan Fei and Que Fei were both hit by the power of the Supreme and suffered varying degrees of injuries. Naturally, they did not dare to continue fighting. They used the "Scroll of Virtual and Reality" to open the way, quickly opened a gap, and killed them.
Prajna was one step ahead of them and flew out of the coverage of the lightning vines.
Emperor Daomori was not as lucky as them. He was entangled with vines and turned into a rice dumpling. After being struck by lightning a thousand times, he finally stopped struggling, fainted and became a prisoner of the Holy Flower.
"Don't devour him yet, he has a greater role."
With such instructions, Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arms, and powerful and boundless power burst out from his body, sweeping through the starry sky thousands of miles around like a storm.
Wherever the storm passed, the space was shattered.
Unknown tens of thousands of small space cracks were torn open, and the purple meteorite had no place to hide and had to appear.
The location of the purple meteorite was shrouded by a powerful force. Even the space storm used by Zhang Ruochen could not tear the space there apart.
"Zhang Ruochen, you are a tyrant. You actually dare to scheme against the monks of the three tribes and confront me alone. If you were not injured and were in your prime, you might still be able to fight with me. But now, you are completely
Looking for death."
The deep voice resounded throughout the world.
"Wow!"
Above the purple meteor, light flashed, and a huge figure six feet tall appeared.
It looks like a human being.
Saint Lord Zuo Mu exuded cold air, causing flying snow to automatically form in the starry sky, which was boundless and strange.
After a while, the purple meteorite was covered with snowflakes and turned white.
Zhang Ruochen was actually at the end of his strength. He had just activated the Purple Gold Gourd with all his strength, and then used Space Storm. At this moment, he had no strength to fight anymore.
The consciousness in his mind became blurred, and if it weren't for the support of his willpower, he would have collapsed long ago.
However, he had no other choice but to do that.
If he chooses to cooperate with the upper three tribes, no matter whether he takes action or not, his true nature will be exposed. All the gods are watching. Prajna can help him secretly, but it is absolutely impossible to help him openly.
Once Osen Luohuang and others knew that he was unable to take action, how could he leave alive today?
If he leaves directly without cooperating with the upper three tribes, he will expose his guilty conscience and lead to death.
Of course, what Zhang Ruochen is more afraid of is that the upper three clans will cooperate with this Qianwen Realm Heavenly Slave and get rid of him first.
Therefore, the only way to survive just now is to agree to cooperate first and get rid of the monks from the upper three tribes by surprise. As for this Qianwen Realm Heavenly Slave, he seems to be powerful and invincible, but he has huge weaknesses.
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To Zhang Ruochen, it was not a threat at all.
Zhang Ruochen was not afraid at all of a Qianwenjing great sage whose spiritual power was sealed.