"Do you think that using the same trick a second time can still pose a threat to me?"
Zhang Ruochen stood in the vast starlight of the Realm of Truth, his pupils shining like stars, raising his arms, activating the power of the stars, turning them into hundreds of thousands of beams of light, attacking the thousands of divine eyes that appeared towards Wujiang
.
Ever since the last time he was attacked by Ten Thousand Eyes Phantom, Zhang Ruochen had been thinking hard about how to crack it.
In the end, I still feel that only truth can break the illusion.
The spiritual power reached level 64, which gave Zhang Ruochen the confidence to break through the illusion of ten thousand eyes.
All the star beams converge towards Wujiang, like a scene like thousands of arrows piercing the heart.
"He is completely unaffected by the illusion of thousands of eyes? Is the way of truth so terrifying? It shouldn't be!"
A dazed look flashed across Wujiang's eyes, which soon became sharp again. Behind him, a hundred hand seals appeared again, and he displayed a hundred hand seals of life and death, continuously shattering the flying star beams.
"Bang bang."
The sky above the Dark Star became splendid with starlight and foggy clouds.
In the vast starlight, the holy image of the Fudo Ming King, who was dozens of miles tall, appeared, with golden light all over his body, and the ninth level of the sky above his head. Immediately afterwards, a phantom of gods and demons appeared on the other side of Zhang Ruochen's body, stepping on it.
Hell of corpses.
To deal with a powerful man of Wujiang's level, Zhang Ruochen directly used the strongest holy technique.
"The gods and demons suppress the prison, and the Fudo Ming King merges into one."
Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands together and raised them above his head. In an instant, his long hair flew in the wind, and his aura rose to the extreme.
"Hoo ho!"
Fang Mofeng and Yan Cuo, the two saints on the ground, had cold air currents rushing around their bodies. The three of them were like three-leaf boats on the ancient sea, floating and sinking, and were almost swept away by the air waves.
"I thought that only a few people, such as Greedy Infant, King of Hell Tu, and Luo Shengtian, could compete with him for glory. I didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen would also be among such powerful people."
Mo Cuo was amazed and felt ashamed. His former reputation as a genius was nothing compared to Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang.
Fang Mofeng said: "Let's leave Dark Star No. 3 as soon as possible. This level of battle is not something we can intervene in."
Yan Hanyu nodded and said: "No matter how you say it, we owe Zhang Ruochen a big favor."
Previously, if Zhang Ruochen had not appeared in time, she would have suffered the greatest humiliation in her life, so she was naturally grateful.
Mo Cuo nodded and said, "I owe him a favor."
When he secretly attacked Saint Zuo Mu, Zhang Ruochen could have taken action later and waited for a better opportunity.
Before Zuo Mu Shengjun attacked Yan Hanyu, there was more or less the element of wanting to save her.
Wujiang looked at the holy image of the Fudo Ming King and the phantoms of the gods and demons that merged into one in front of him. He finally felt the pressure and truly faced Zhang Ruochen, his opponent, and said in a deep voice: "The country of the underworld."
The scene of the heaven and earth changed drastically, and the vast underworld air spread thousands of miles, manifesting a dark and gloomy underworld divine kingdom. Black temples, blood stone city walls, white bone sacred mountains... all kinds of incredible scenes appeared around Wujiang.
"The ancestor of Hades."
A second sound came out of Wujiang's mouth.
Behind him, the underworld energy surged.
In the Kingdom of God, a huge ancient divine shadow has been condensed. The divine shadow absorbs the energy of heaven and earth and exhales the light of darkness. It is extremely majestic and competes with the Fudo King.
"war!"
Zhang Ruochen roared loudly, and together with the Fudo Ming King Shengxiang, they entered the kingdom of the underworld, trampled on the sacred mountain of bones, and smashed the bloody stone city wall with their fists. Wherever they passed, the mountains and rivers were broken, the city was destroyed, and the sky collapsed.
Finally, King Fudo and the Ancestor of Hades fought together. At this moment, it no longer looked like Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang were fighting, but more like a confrontation between King Fudo and the Ancestor of Hades in that ancient era.
Beat the stars into oblivion.
The power of the Dark Star can withstand the reflection of the eyes of gods from all over the world, and it is even difficult for most gods to perceive what is happening inside.
However, all this is not absolute.
For example, a being of the level of Lord Fulu has unfathomable spiritual power. How could the mere power of Dark Star be able to block his perception?
The statue of God Fulu is as huge as a star and reaches a height of three million miles.
The gate of destiny behind him is intertwined with countless billions of destiny rules, illuminated by divine light, and contains mysterious power that is difficult for all beings in the world to understand.
The light of the Gate of Destiny suddenly dimmed.
Immediately afterwards, the scene on Dark Star No. 3 appeared inside the Gate of Destiny.
One after another, the divine eyes opened in their respective divine worlds, looking towards the door of destiny.
Zhang Ruochen, Wujiang, and Prajna are all the leaders of this generation, representing the future of the hell world. Even the gods are very interested in them.
"The Blood Sky Tribe is incredible. There are actually three powerful men appearing at the same time. All of them are among the top ten in the Great Perfection Ranking of the Hundred Flails Realm." A god made an envious voice.
"The overall strength of the entire Immortal Vampire Clan is no longer weaker than that of the Shura Clan, and they have the qualifications to challenge the Yama Clan."
"Without top experts, how can the Immortal Vampire Clan challenge the Yama Clan? Although Zhang Ruochen has cultivated the second-grade Holy Will, his realm is still far behind."
"Not necessarily! I didn't see that Zhang Ruochen has the strength to fight against Wujiang. He has already entered the top ranks of the strongest."
"In a fight with Wujiang, Zhang Ruochen will lose 90% of the time."
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…………
In a divine world filled with endless white fog, deep in the layers of white fog, there is a suspended island.
It is better to say that it is an island than a continent full of greenery.
On the Hanging Island, Luo Yan, the leader of the first divine kingdom of the Rakshasa tribe, and the blood-killing war god of the Blood Sky tribe, sat opposite each other. Both of them had boundless divine power overflowing from their bodies, with powerful momentum and blood surging in their bodies.
, like a rushing river.
Luo Yan wore a blood-ink imperial crown on his head, a divine talisman robe with a thousand words and a thousand paintings, and a jade belt around his waist to beat the divine whip. He said: "Xue Jue, you are hiding too deep. In this battle of hunting the sky, it seems that all
The picture is very big.”
"My goal is actually not that big. I just hope that the Undead Vampire Clan can enter the top five among the ten tribes, and the Blood Sky Tribe can enter the top three among the ten major tribes. The current situation is beyond my expectations.
, I can only say that the juniors are up to par."
The Blood God of War said so plainly, but there was a satisfied look on his face.
Luo Yan said: "So, you came to my divine world to show off on purpose?"
The Blood God of War shook his head, his tone became much more formal, and said: "Actually, I have a big matter that I want to discuss with you."
"What's the big deal?" Luo Yan asked.
Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "What do you think of Zhang Ruochen?"
There was a thoughtful look in Luo Yan's eyes, and he said: "If Tianzong's talent does not die young, he will definitely have a seat on the throne of the Thirteen Gods of War in the Immortal Temple in the future."
In the hell world, only gods with strong combat power and outstanding military exploits are qualified to obtain the title of "God of War".
There are quite a lot of gods with powerful fighting abilities in the undead vampire race. However, there are only thirteen Gods of War, and the number remains unchanged forever.
The Bloody God of War is the youngest among the thirteen Gods of War.
The oldest war god of the undead blood clan, it is said that he has lived for nearly a million years. He is an antique-like existence. He is also the head of the thirteen war gods and has the title of "Immortal War God".
In terms of combat power, even the leader of the Immortal Blood Tribe and the Master of the Immortal Temple must fear him.
However, this immortal war god has not appeared for more than 100,000 years. No one knows where he has gone, and he did not even participate in the divine war at the end of the Middle Ages.
The only evidence that he is still alive is that the divine fire he placed in the Temple of the Immortal has not been extinguished.
Luo Yan believed that Zhang Ruochen could be ranked among the Thirteen Gods of War of the Immortal Vampire Clan, on equal footing with the Immortal God of War and the Blood Jue God of War, which was already a very high evaluation.
Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "You are right. I also feel that Zhang Ruochen's achievements in the future are limitless. However, his road is destined to be difficult, full of death and crisis. I have calculated his future, but it is all blank.
."
"Are you worried that he has no future and will perish before becoming a god?" Luo Yan said.
The Bloody God of War nodded, shook his head, and said: "We can't predict the future. Maybe Saint Monk Xumi covered up the future for him, or maybe he covered up the future himself."
"He himself...oh, I understand! Either he has no future, or his future is higher than our achievements, so we can't calculate it." Luo Yan said.
A smile appeared on the face of the Blood God of War, and he said: "The future is full of variables, and even fate cannot completely determine it. As long as the power is strong enough, the future can be controlled by oneself."
"So, you are here for him?" Luo Yan said.
The Bloody God of War nodded and said: "His future needs to be fought and fought for by himself. However, as the most outstanding descendant among my descendants, I must pave the way for his future and make his road a little easier.
Some."
"With your status as the grandson of the bloody God of War, the road is the widest and broadest. How can you pave the way?" Luo Yan joked.
Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "But I also want to practice. I can't protect him forever, and his enemies are too many and too powerful. Therefore, we still need to take advantage of the momentum, and borrow a momentum that can shock the entire hell world.
"
"You don't mean our Tianluo Kingdom?"
Luo Yan looked defensive, feeling that the Blood God of War was plotting against him and wanted to drag him into a trap.
The Blood God of War nodded and said: "Marriage! If Zhang Ruochen marries the Tianluo Kingdom, from now on, the forces of all parties will naturally cease."
Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the Blood Jue God of War doesn't let Zhang Ruochen become his disciple, there are too many variables in accepting Zhang Ruochen as his disciple. The future is unpredictable.
Luo Yan smiled easily: "Marriage is not a big deal. Among the daughters of the gods in the Tianluo Kingdom, there are several suitable candidates. They have all cultivated to the realm of the Great Sage and are definitely worthy of your grandson. You have taken your fancy.
Who?"
The Blood God of War showed disdain in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "My grandson is as talented as his generation, and even more qualified as a God of War. How can an ordinary goddess be worthy of him? I think Princess Luo Yi..."
"Wait, who are you talking about?"
Luo Yan's face darkened, his eyes sharp.
Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "Princess Luo Yi's talent and intelligence are among the best in this generation in the hell world. Only she is worthy of my grandson."
"Xue Jue, you are too pushy. Luo Ji is my daughter. From now on, the position of leader of Tianluo Kingdom may not be passed to her. Do you want to rob someone, or do you want to marry?"
Luo Yan was angry at the case and said resolutely: "Don't even think about this matter. There is no possibility."
Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "My grandson Zhang Ruochen is an extraordinary genius. As long as I say a word to the outside world, believe it or not, the gods of the Shura clan, the Nether clan, the dead clan, and even the Yama clan will bring their daughters and come to discuss marriage with me.
Things. Why do you think I came to you in the first place?"
"In the hell world, the undead blood clan and the Rakshasa clan should be closely united, because we are all living beings. Only when one more top-level strong person grows up can our interests, status, and voice be better
Maintenance.”
Luo Yan shook his head and said: "You can't even predict Zhang Ruochen's future. Why should I bet on my daughter's future? What's even more outrageous is that if your grandson marries my daughter, wouldn't I be a year younger than you?
Senior? What are you thinking about?"
"Who told you that you have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and yet you are so disrespectful that you keep having concubines every year?"
"Nonsense, when will I have a concubine every year? Yi'er is the only daughter of me and Tianyin. Even if I agree, Tianyin will not agree, and Yi'er himself will not agree." Luo Yan said.
"Not necessarily. I think the two juniors are quite destined."
…
One was the Lord of the Kingdom of God, and the other was the leader of a large clan. Their faces were red and they were quarreling fiercely.
Gradually, the fighting spirit in the two of them increased, and they almost started fighting.
"Although you have practiced Yuan Hui a few more times than me, it does not mean that the longer you practice, the stronger you become. Many old guys, as they grow older, their strength continues to decline."
The Bloody God of War summoned his halberd and pointed it towards Luo Yan.
Luo Yan spit out the evil energy from his mouth, and his divine light illuminated the entire divine world, and he said angrily: "I am in my prime years, let alone you, even if you and the thirteen war gods of the undead blood clan come together, it will not be enough.
Look, I will destroy you all with one hand."
"Wow!"
A ray of divine light manifested itself in the divine world, condensing into the figure of a woman in green.
"Tianyin, please don't worry about this matter. Xuejue has gone too far to bully others. I will teach him a lesson today," Luo Yan said.
The woman in green is named Tianyin. She was a goddess in the Temple of Destiny more than 100,000 years ago. She is one of the disciples of the Lord Fulu and the queen of the Tianluo Kingdom.
Tianyin shook his head gently and said: "You two are both true gods and powerful men who can intimidate the world. Why should you hurt your harmony over a trivial matter? In my opinion, you are not qualified to interfere. The younger generation's affairs must be done by themselves.
Decide."
Luo Yan showed an incomprehensible look and said: "Tianyin, why do you think there is still room for discussion on this matter? You should stand with me and resolutely oppose the so-called marriage."
"I see a trace of destiny, maybe you and I can't object!"
Tianyin sighed quietly, his tone also full of helplessness.