The stunning Zen girl who looked like a dead tree actually opened her eyes and said, "Do you really think that I have no power to fight back?"
Seeing that the wonderful Zen girl was so calm, Mahayan felt a little afraid in his heart. He moved his feet forward and back, ready to rush out of the stone temple and escape at any time.
It should be noted that a great god like Chi Xingtian even had his head cut off, but his fighting power was still terrifying.
Wujiang laughed: "If Zen Girl still has the power to take action, how can she give me a chance to stand here and speak?"
"I gave you a chance to speak because I thought you might beg for mercy. If you beg for mercy, I can still spare your life based on our friendship with Wentong," said the wonderful Zen girl.
Wujiangdao: "Do you think I will believe it?"
"Of course you won't believe it! But, if you don't believe it, you will die, because I still have the power of one blow, and I only have the power of one blow, which can kill at least one of you two. Of course, after this blow, I will also have to
Die." said the beautiful Zen girl.
Wujiang and Mahayan still somewhat believe this sentence.
A great god, no matter how downcast he is, can easily kill a God who is in the Heaven-Building Realm even if he is desperate.
When Wujiang and Mahayan were hesitant, the wonderful Zen girl said again: "Mahayan, I have no grudge against you. A veteran god like you is not weak. As long as you kill Wujiang, I will not only give you
If you have the opportunity to break through to a higher god, you will also be given a supreme holy weapon. You must understand that only by becoming a higher god can you have a chance to survive the catastrophe of the Yuanhui."
Wujiang said: "Don't listen to her, she wants to drive a wedge between us."
Mahayan said: "Of course I can't believe her lies. What's more, I am no match for Master Wujiang. If I believe her, wouldn't I be seeking death?"
"Don't worry, killing her will definitely bring you benefits. It will definitely be more than what she promised." Wujiang said.
The wonderful Zen girl said: "Maha Yan, you have to understand that Wujiang cannot let anyone who knows about it leave the abyss of darkness alive. For him, that is a huge threat."
Before she could finish her words, Wujiang had already struck out with lightning speed, launching the Dark Realm Tianluo to attack Mahayan beside him.
The wonderful Zen girl is too smart and too hateful.
Wujiang originally planned to take care of her and then kill Mahayan by surprise to get all the benefits. However, after being exposed by the wonderful Zen girl, he was forced to strike first.
Mahayan took action almost at the same time as Wujiang. With his years of practice and accumulation, and his mid-level divine cultivation, in fact, his combat power was not much weaker than Wujiang, a Yuanhui-level representative.
However, he lost to the soldiers.
Encountering the treasure of the Dark Realm Tianluo, he had no power to resist, and was pierced through the divine body by metals containing powerful dark power, as if he had turned into a hedgehog.
The Dark Realm Tianluo has imprisoned all his spiritual energy and is also devouring his divine body, flesh, blood and soul.
"Ouch!"
Mahayan roared loudly, but it was of no use.
The metal thorns of Dark Realm Tianluo penetrated every inch of his bones, even his Divine Sea.
At the same time as he shot out the Dark Realm Tianluo, Wujiang also threw the Iron Bar Divine Sword out, like a bright divine spear, hitting the neck of the wonderful Zen girl on the altar.
"Bang!"
The divine sword pierced the neck of the wonderful Zen girl, taking half of her body with her and nailing it to the stone wall behind.
Seeing this scene, Wujiang's eyes were filled with an insolent smile.
This time, he made the right bet!
The wonderful Zen girl was telling lies, she was just trying to intimidate him, and she had no power at all.
If Wujiang knew enough about the Dead Jue, he would have already taken action long ago. Because the Dead Jue is really terrifying, let alone a great god who cannot resist it, even a god would be as weak as an ordinary mortal.
"Haha! Zen Girl is so powerful, I was almost scared by you! If I hadn't known that once you recovered, there would be no place for me to stand in the hell world, so I probably wouldn't have taken the risk."
With an absolute victor's attitude, Wujiang looked at the broken and dead half of the body nailed to the stone wall. His mood was unprecedentedly joyful, and he was even more joyful than defeating the peak powerhouses of his generation like Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen.
Next to it was the painful howl of Mahayan.
He had turned into the appearance of a divine beast, with divine blood flowing out, pain in his bones, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.
But the wonderful Zen girl was very calm and didn't say a word. It wasn't because she couldn't speak anymore, nor was she resigned to her fate. It was just because she knew that anything she said at this time would only make Wujiang more excited and joyful.
Making her enemy happy, even just a little bit, would make her feel even more humiliated and uncomfortable.
Wujiang walked up to the altar and said: "The Zen girl's cultivation has been hard-earned throughout her life, and she is probably close to the level of being crowned a king. Today, I will use your cultivation to create the divine world of my country in the underworld."
"
"Wow!"
Wujiang stretched out a palm, and a black hole the size of a wine glass appeared in the palm, and the dark power completely exploded.
For monks who practice the dark way, the most powerful method is to devour.
Darkness swallows everything.
You can absorb other people's cultivation and then transform it into your own strength.
The black hole in Wujiang's palm erupted with unparalleled devouring power, causing the space in the stone temple to twist and turn into a spiral. The divine energy, rules, soul, and spiritual power in the wonderful Zen girl's body were like streams, gushing like
Black hole, entering Wujiang's body.
"Ha ha!"
Wujiang enjoyed the most extreme happiness in the world and laughed with excitement.
In the hunting battlefield, he got half the opportunities of his own star, and the Tao realm of the underworld that he cultivated is unparalleled. If he can use the cultivation of the wonderful Zen girl to transform the underworld into a world of gods, he will definitely be able to
Step into the realm of the middle god in one fell swoop.
From now on, who does he need to fear among the great gods?
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng..."
Suddenly, the iron sword that was originally nailed to the neck of the stunning Zen girl erupted into powerful power fluctuations and struggled slightly.
Wujiang put away his smile and frowned, realizing that the Divine Sword was somewhat out of his control for some unknown reason.
"Whoosh!"
The iron sword was shining brightly, with red in the gold and fire in the red. It flew out from the neck of the wonderful Zen girl, and swung the sword towards Wujiang.
The moment he swung his sword, the temperature in the entire stone temple increased sharply, as if there was a sun inside.
In a hurry, Wujiang had no choice but to take out his arm and use the black hole in his palm to attack him.
"Boom!"
Along with a loud noise, a large amount of divine blood flew out.
The power of the divine sword is unparalleled.
Half of Wujiang's palm was chopped off by the Iron Bar Divine Sword, and his body was thrown away, hitting the stone wall of the stone temple heavily. He fell down like a paper man and half-knelt on the ground.
His eyes were wary, staring at the stunning Zen girl who had fallen back onto the altar, thinking that she had taken away the divine sword and unleashed this blow.
However, the divine sword turned into a blaze of flame and flew out of the stone temple.
At the door of the stone temple, there was a figure standing, grabbing the divine sword.
The divine sword then chimed happily, and a human voice came out: "Only the truly peerless sword god is worthy of me, the sixth one."
"But I haven't become a martial arts god yet."
Zhang Ruochen's voice reached Wujiang's ears from the door of the stone temple.
Sword Spirit said: "You will definitely become a god in martial arts, and you will also be a peerless swordsman. Because your holy will of swordsmanship is unparalleled, and your sword spirit is so powerful that it is unparalleled in the world."
Only at this moment did Wujiang realize that the owner of this divine sword that Sword Spirit said was actually Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen had already walked into the stone temple, his figure upright and distinguished, and he looked towards Wujiang.
Wujiang had already stood up, standing straighter than Zhang Ruochen. If his hand hadn't been broken in half, there would be no trace of injury. He reached out and grabbed it, trying to take back the bloody broken palm on the ground.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Ruochen's shot was like a phantom light, and he took the first step and pierced the broken palm with his sword.
On the divine sword, the sword light flashed, and thousands of sword energy flew out, tearing the broken palm into blood mist. The destructive power contained in the divine sword made the blood mist turn into a ball of flame.
"Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to be my enemy?"
Wujiang raised his severed palm, furious, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was too arrogant and wanton.
The bloody mouth of the broken palm was invaded by the sword energy of the divine sword. The wound was difficult to heal and the divine blood kept dripping.
"Aren't we always enemies?" Zhang Ruochen was a little strange and found Wujiang's thinking a bit difficult to understand.
Suddenly, Wujiang laughed because he found that there were no other gods outside the stone temple.
"You came here alone." Wujiang smiled even more heartily, feeling that he was really the son of destiny, and all good things happened to him.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Why are you smiling so happily?"
"Of course you have to be happy. I am afraid that any god who encounters such a good thing today will not be able to help laughing and cannot control it." Wujiang waved his hand and said: "Okay, I know you Zhang Ruochen are still immersed in the secular world.
In the self-satisfaction of Shinhwa, he doesn’t understand at all how big the gap is between himself and the true God.”
Zhang Ruochen said: "Have you forgotten that I am the original messenger?"
"This is not an ancient and abandoned city, nor is it the outside world. It is an abyss of darkness. There are not many origin rules. This is a world of dark power. Of course, after leaving the abyss of darkness, the origin messenger is still powerful. It is a pity that the origin messenger was me at that time."
Wujiang took a step forward, and the kingdom of the underworld appeared. In the small stone temple, black temples, blood stone city walls, white bone sacred mountains, etc. appeared, just like the real underworld.
Regular divine patterns were coming from all directions and landed on Zhang Ruochen.
"break!"
Zhang Ruochen released Eternal Return to the One Realm, stimulating thirty times the attack power. Combined with the holy meaning of swordsmanship in the word "一", he swung the divine sword, which was as heavy as a star, and slashed down.
The kingdom of the underworld inspired by Wujiang is like a map made of paper, split into two and torn apart by the divine sword.
With the assistance of the sword spirit, and the divine sword that cannot mobilize the sword spirit, the power that bursts out is naturally very different.
With the divine sword in hand, even false gods dare to fight against the next true god.
The power of the artifact cannot be matched by any soldier. Zhang Ruochen is stronger than the false god, so why doesn't he dare to fight Wujiang?