The dark power contained in the third dark star covers the universe with a radius of millions of miles. Standing on the edge of darkness, in front of it, it is like an abyss of death, which will make the great sage feel in awe.
Prajna's figure is graceful and graceful. Under her pair of slender jade legs, there is a Styx river thousands of miles long. The waves are full of light and the underworld is vast, which makes her temperament appear elegant and mysterious.
Wujiang can be regarded as a peerless figure with a great mind and great perseverance. He is not addicted to women at all. However, when he saw Prajna for the first time, he found that he seemed to be no different from flesh and blood creatures. He felt the position of his heart and found that
The heart is alive.
Prajna's body seemed to be always shrouded in a veil of mystery, which he could not figure out.
The more so, the more it tugs at his heartstrings.
"Wow."
The water of the Styx quickly shrank and turned into dozens of flowing water rings, wrapping around Prajna's body and flowing like a stream.
"This is it, let's go."
With the help of Styx, Prajna's speed greatly increased, and she took the lead in rushing into the void area containing rich dark power. From the beginning to the end, she was as cold as ice, like a snow mountain that has not melted for thousands of years.
"Be careful. Let me clear the way. Lord Zuo Mu is the strongest among all the Heavenly Slaves of the Thousand Questions Realm. He is not that easy to deal with."
Wujiang's voice is gentle and heroic, and flowers of the underworld appear under his feet.
One step forward and you are a hundred miles away.
Not long after, Prajna and Wujiang discovered that there were a large number of Tiannu's corpses suspended near an asteroid with a diameter of two hundred miles ahead.
Some corpses were only half a meter long and shaped like butterflies.
Some corpses were as huge as mountains and had lion heads.
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There are people of all races.
What's even more strange is that all the corpses have become shriveled, dull, and the holy essence has been lost.
Prajna's fingertips lightly touched the shoulder of a corpse, and there was a rustling sound. The corpse instantly turned into fly ash and spread out like it was made of sand.
"There are power fluctuations ahead. It's interesting that someone arrived before us."
The corners of Wujiang's mouth turned up, showing an expression of interest.
His mental strength has reached level sixty-six, and few monks in the hell realm can match this battle. Even with the power of the Dark Star suppressing him, his boundless perception is still extremely sharp.
"To be able to kill so many Tiannu, the other party is by no means an ordinary person."
A strange light appeared in Prajna's eyes.
When her fingertips touched the corpse, she felt a familiar aura and knew who was coming here.
How dare he come here?
His injuries...have healed?
"It's Zhang Ruochen, I've already sensed his aura, haha, we are really enemies on a narrow road, so I just happened to get rid of him together today." Wujiang's speed suddenly increased, turning into a black light, and rushed out.
Wujiang is very determined to kill Zhang Ruochen, not only because he is the junior uncle of the Son of Darkness, but also because of Zhang Ruochen's status as a Yuanhui-level genius.
With the aid of the Quasi-Emperor Holy Will Pill, Wujiang integrated the fourth Holy Will he had cultivated, "Feiyun Holy Will", but "Feiyun Holy Will" was only a seventh-grade Holy Will. After the fusion, it was not cultivated.
The second grade of holy will comes out.
The second-grade holy will was more than ten times more difficult than he expected.
The holy meaning he has now fused is still the top-level third-grade one, but it has a hint of the charm of the second-grade holy meaning.
Even if he seizes another Quasi-Emperor Grade Holy Intent Pill, in Wujiang's opinion, the chance of integrating the Second Grade Holy Intent is still very slim. If there is a bottleneck in his qualifications, it cannot be made up by swallowing pills.
The only way now is to use the dark way to devour Zhang Ruochen.
Only in this way can he reach a higher level.
Looking at Wujiang leaving quickly, Prajna sighed softly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
On the Dark Star, the power of space will be greatly weakened. However, the power of darkness can benefit from the environment. The monks of the Dark Way can explode to 120% of their combat power.
With this situation ebbing and flowing, even if Zhang Ruochen's combat power is not what it used to be, he is probably still in danger.
"I hope there really is dark space-time matter inside the dark star." Prajna thought to himself.
Moyin and Dasen Luohuang, who were hunting Tiannu, noticed Wujiang's aura. They stopped killing and stood on a black space rock, staring at the direction Wujiang was flying from.
"who is he?"
Emperor Luo of Omori stood behind Moyin and asked.
Moyin's expression was calm and he said cautiously: "The enemy is a very powerful enemy."
"I'm going to kill him."
Emperor Luo of Omori held a star-cutting sword that he had just captured, with a surge of fighting spirit pouring out of his body.
"Very good, that's it. No matter how strong the enemy is, you can't have a trace of fear."
Moyin's red lips were as red as red pills, and she smiled slightly. She took out the ice-wood divine bow, placed a white jade divine arrow on the bow, and aimed at the direction Wujiang was flying from.
As she pulled her fingers, the cold air escaping from the Ice Wood Divine Bow condensed into huge ice crystal dragon snakes in the surrounding void.
"Boom!"
The white jade divine arrow turned into a beam of light hundreds of meters long and flew out.
The darkness was cut through by white light, and the harsh and sharp sound shook the space.
"How dare you initiate an attack."
Wujiang snorted coldly, kept moving, and the black electric lines between his eyebrows slowly split open and turned into a vertical eye.
In the vertical eye, there seems to be an endless ocean of darkness, releasing surging power fluctuations.
A beam of light condensed by the power of darkness flew out of the vertical eye.
"Boom."
The black and white rays of light collided together in the void. Soon, the white ray of light was dimmed and turned into a white jade divine arrow again, which fell into the darkness unknown.
The black beam of light continued to rush out and flew straight towards the magic sound.
"It's so powerful."
Moyin is very confident in his current strength, but he still does not dare to confront Wujiang head-on, and uses space movement to avoid its edge.
However, Omori Emperor Luo showed no fear. He picked up the giant blade more than 20 meters long with both hands and slashed it out with one swing.
"Boom."
The sword slashed the beam of light.
The black beam of light melted the star-cutting sword in his hand, turning it into black droplets.
Emperor Omori's burly body was blown away like a rolling watermelon, and the cosmic rock under his feet turned into powder with a bang.
The vertical eyes with the electric pattern between Wujiang's eyebrows were closed, showing a puzzled expression.
The demonic sound moved out and shot the second arrow in another direction.
Wujiang turned around and stared, his eyes glaring at Langgu, and he stretched out his right hand. Although it was only one hand, dozens of hand shadows appeared, spinning around the flying arrows, constantly neutralizing the power on the arrows.
By the time the arrow landed in Wujiang's right hand, it had completely lost its power.
Wujiang lifted up the nearly two-meter-long arrow and took a closer look. He saw that the arrow was polished from divine bones. There were 27 million inscriptions carved on the arrowhead, including even divine patterns.
"Sacred Bone Arrow."
Wujiang spat out these three words, his eyes became colder, and he stared at Moyin and said: "I can sense that you and Zhang Ruochen have some kind of extremely close relationship. Of course, this is not important. I just want to know, Dasen Luohuang
How come the Ice Wood Divine Bow is in your hands?"
Moyin played with the bow bone that was constantly emitting cold air, and said with a smile: "The Great Sen Luo Emperor is a man who knows the current affairs. He has joined the Undead Vampire Clan and became the war slave of my master."
Wujiang smiled deeply and asked no more questions.
The arm was gently extended, and a large dark handprint flew out, shrouding the demonic sound.??
It is just a handprint, but in Moyin's field of vision, it is like a five-finger-shaped heaven and earth, boundless. Even if you use space movement, you cannot step out of the palm print.
"Is it so strong?"
The smile on Moyin's face disappeared, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.
"Wow!"
Her hands turned into dense purple thunder vines, and the white pure fire of pure destruction gushed out from the leaves, and soon transformed into a sea of thunder and fire.
While retreating towards the Dark Star, she resisted the five-finger handprint.
"Boom."
The sea of thunder and fire sank under the influence of the handprints. All the thunder and lightning vines were broken into pieces, and fragments of vines were scattered in the void within a radius of thousands of miles. On the vine leaves, the light of the electric fire was still shining, but the magic sound was nowhere to be found.
"You can actually retreat completely under my full blow. Zhang Ruochen is really surrounded by talents and should not be underestimated."
Wujiang used his mental power to lock onto Demonic Sound and was about to catch up and kill her before she could join Zhang Ruochen. However, there was a loud roar behind him.
"Take my move from Wanli Glacier."
Emperor Luo of Omori activated his holy will and used a hundred-flag level high-level holy technique, hitting it with one palm.
A vast and boundless glacier surged out from the palm of Emperor Da Sen Luo and hit Wujiang's vest.
"What are you doing? I am Wujiang, so I can't stop."
Wujiang thought that Emperor Dasen Luo had controlled his consciousness through the Soul-Constrained Technique, so the voice was fused with spiritual power in an attempt to wake him up from his confusion.
"No matter who you are, no matter how strong you are, no matter what your identity is, I am not afraid of you. If you want to fight, then fight till the end of time."
Emperor Dasenluo was powerful and full of fighting spirit.
Wujiang frowned, how could the former Emperor Dasen Luo dare to be so arrogant in front of him?
Every time before the battle started, Emperor Omori would already admit defeat.
"Break it for me."
Wujiang faced Wanli Glacier, strode forward, punched and palmed together, causing the glacier to shatter and the void to tremble.
"Bang!"
Breaking the Wanli Glacier, Wujiang was like a condor, leaping down from above and hitting the great forest emperor Luo on the head with one palm, suppressing him to death.
Emperor Luo of Dasen roared: "I want to burn longevity energy to inspire the strongest combat power. You can't suppress me."
"Chichi."
Emperor Omori's body was burning with a gorgeous death fire, and he actually cast a forbidden technique. As his life span continued to be burned, more and more powerful power fluctuations erupted in his body.
Wujiang's palm is under attack every moment, and it is almost impossible to suppress it.
"Is Zhang Ruochen really so ruthless that he turned him into a war slave?"
Wujiang was also convinced in his heart. Zhang Ruochen actually dared to make a divine son look like this at the Hunting Heaven Banquet. Doesn't that mean he slapped the face of Emperor Da Senluo's father, the Red Soul Lord, in public?
How could the Red Soul Lord endure such a tone?
Although Wujiang is powerful, it is not completely without worries.
In the event that Emperor Dasen Luo self-destructs the Holy Source, at such a close distance, no matter how strong he is, he will still be dead or alive.
Just when Wujiang was in a dilemma, Prajna caught up with him and said: "The great forest emperor Luo was not made into a war slave, but part of his memory was erased."
One of her slender jade fingers touched the center of Da Sen Luo Huang's eyebrows.
"Wow——"
Rules of fate poured out from the fingertips, like white rays of light, rushing into the head of Emperor Daomori.
Use the path of destiny to build new memories.
Being able to construct the memory of a Great Perfect Saint in the Hundred Shackles Realm is not something that any monk of the Path of Destiny can do. Prajna only managed to succeed with the help of the Gate of True Self.
After a while, Emperor Daomori calmed down, his body became limp and he fell into a coma.
Wujiang retracted his palm, stared at Prajna with some surprise, and said: "His Highness is only in the Immortal Realm, but he brings so many incredible things to me. I really hope that His Highness will break through to the Hundred Flails Realm soon. Emperor Dasen Luo will leave it to you, I will
Go to the Dark Star and meet with Zhang Ruochen and Zuo Mu Shengjun."
Prajna said: "Wait a minute, let me remind you. It seems that Zhang Ruochen did not come alone, but was fully prepared. There is more than one helper around him. You may not get a good deal with your own efforts. It is better to kill Zuo Mu Sheng first.
You, take the points into your pocket."
"Are you concerned about me?" Wujiang turned around and asked with a smile.
Prajna's eyes were deep and he said coldly: "I'm just afraid that your emotions will affect your rationality. At this stage, for us, gaining points is more important than killing Zhang Ruochen."
"But, for me, killing Zhang Ruochen is more important than gaining points."
Wujiang's figure became blurred and disappeared before Prajna's eyes. When he reappeared, he was hundreds of miles away.
"His will is too firm and cannot be influenced by anyone." Prajna said to himself.
After thinking for a while, a bright light emerged from Prajna's palm, and he patted Omori Huang's head to wake him up.
"Let's go to Dark Star with me."
Although Omori Luo Huang had recovered most of his memory, he was still in a daze at the moment. For some reason, he felt that Prajna's voice was very friendly and irresistible, so he responded and followed her to fly towards the dark star in the center.
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On the dark star, Zhang Ruochen released the realm of space and the realm of truth, manifesting a vast world of stars.
The stars are brilliant and beautiful.
"Space Tides."
This is a great technique recorded in the "Secret Code of Time and Space" by Saint Monk Xumi. Zhang Ruochen only mastered it after he reached the peak level of the Holy King Realm.
Executing this move on the Dark Star cannot tear apart the space, but it can cause the space to vibrate violently like water waves.
"Boom."
Under the impact of heavy shocks, Saint Zuo Mu could no longer hide and was forced out.
As soon as he revealed his liquid form, he was spotted by Zhang Ruochen's Eye of Truth.
Zhang Ruochen said: "As a ball of space purple rain, you are born to be the prey of space masters, and are used as materials to refine space treasures. If you still want to escape, can you escape?"
In a sense, space controllers are all the natural enemies of Saint Zuo Mu, just like falcons and snakes, cormorants and fish.
Only if the gap in cultivation is huge can the disadvantage be changed.
Saint Zuo Mu had discovered this just now, so he rushed towards the three great saints in the Meteor Temple. He had to seize one of them as soon as possible and transform into a new second form in order to change the situation.
As the Purple Rain of Space, Zuo Mu Shengjun has a huge advantage, that is, he can constantly seize new hosts and turn them into creatures of another race, and he can hide them without any flaws.
Saint Zuo Mu once hid his identity as a Snow Barbarian monk from the Lord of the Meteorite Temple for hundreds of years. No creature from any other race could achieve such ability.