Two formation masters from the Yama clan controlled two formation centipedes that were more than 300 miles long and soared over the battlefield where King Yama, Pink Skull, and Zhang Ruochen were.
The figures of the Eight Sons of Life and Death were suspended on the talisman like a city wall, defending but not attacking.
The flesh and blood on Yan Huangtu's face was completely destroyed, and his teeth, cheekbones, and lower jaw were all exposed, making him look extremely ferocious. He said in a deep voice: "Continue to activate the Supreme Sacred Artifact, how long can you last?"
"Even if I fight like this for a whole day, it won't be a problem. What about you, when will your Yama Qi and divine power be exhausted?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Whether it is the "Nine Dragon Divine Patterns" on the body of King Yama or the "Immortal God Patterns" on the pink skull, they all require the support of the divine power contained within the bones. Once the divine power is exhausted and the divine matter is annihilated, even the divine bones cannot protect it.
Their holy source and holy soul.
After Zhang Ruochen saw his weakness, Yanhuang Tu's originally calm heart suddenly became agitated.
Because the divine power contained in his divine bones is indeed almost exhausted and cannot be maintained for much longer.
On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen was still full of energy. Although Yan Huangtu didn't believe that he could really sustain such a fighting intensity for a day, he felt that he was unfathomable and could not see to the end.
The Pink Skull is even worse. It can no longer maintain its peak combat power and its aura is declining.
"After the combination of the demigod's body and the Five Elements Chaos Immortal Holy Body, the physical body is so strong, and the endurance in combat is even greater than that of my Imperial Divine Bones?"
Yama Huangtu sent a message: "All monks, take action together."
"Fight, suppress and kill Zhang Ruochen."
The Eight Sons of Life and Death immediately mobilized the power of the Book of Life and the Book of Death, and transformed into eight different forms, including the Treasure Tree of Life, the Divine Lake of Life, the Blood Monument of Death, the Light Feather of Death, etc., and struck Zhang Ruochen from the air.
Eight people formed an formation, and the power of their auras increased layer upon layer.
As they joined the battle, the already precarious runes on the city wall finally showed signs of damage.
"That's it."
Zhang Ruochen released the Immovable Ming King's Holy Aspect, propped up thousands of miles high, and the majestic power fluctuations swept across all directions, completely shattering the talisman of the city wall that was already on the verge of collapse.
More than sixty Yama Luo Talisman masters all vomited blood and flew backwards in all directions like scarecrows.
The King of Hell and Pink Skull knew that Zhang Ruochen's holy form was powerful, so they stepped back at the same time.
"Where to go."
Zhang Ruochen has already prepared the purple gold gourd.
At the mouth of the gourd, all 72 million space inscriptions lit up, causing space to tremble in a radius of 800 miles.
"Zhang Ruochen is finally going to use the Purple Gold Gourd! Retreat as far as possible."
The King of Hell's figure turned into a golden light and quickly fled into the distance.
"There is no way to escape. Zhang Ruochen has been planning for a long time and deliberately used the purple gourd at this moment just to catch us all in one go."
After Pink Skull realized the gap between himself and Zhang Ruochen, he became much calmer, and on the contrary, he saw it more clearly.
Although Yan Huangtu is very fast, he will never be able to escape eight hundred miles away.
The reason why Zhang Ruochen used the Purple Gold Gourd at this time was because he had accurately calculated that the divine power in their divine bones had been consumed so much that they could no longer escape the Purple Gold Gourd's sucking power and space-collapsing power.
"Yan Huangtu, I will help you escape, but you must remember your promise to me."
The divine light on the pink skeleton skyrocketed, manifesting the true body of a divine bone that was 1,800 miles high. A gate of destiny appeared behind it, and it took the initiative to rush towards the purple gourd.
She mobilized the little remaining divine power and attacked with one punch.
"Boom."
A radius of eight hundred miles was covered by the space formation, which quickly collapsed.
The eight types of attack power launched by the Eight Sons of Life and Death were sucked into the gourd at the first moment, and failed to harm Zhang Ruochen at all.
There was also a Talisman master from the Yama tribe who lost control of his body and flew into the gourd.
If it weren't for the Pink Skull's huge divine bone body that blocked most of the space-collapsing force, all the eight living and dead would have been put into the gourd by Zhang Ruochen.
"It's a pity that the good opportunity to catch everything in one fell swoop was ruined by you."
Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the divine skeleton that was attacking with a punch.
It's just a fist, but it's as huge as a blood-red mountain, densely covered with divine patterns, and carries terrifying divine power.
Compared with her, Fudo Mingou's holy image was much shorter.
"Gods and demons suppress prison."
Zhang Ruochen inspired a phantom of gods and demons, combined with the Fudo Mingwang Saint, stepped on the hell with his feet, and the nine-level sky tower above his head, struck out with a palm force, and collided with the pink skull's fist.
"Ten times the attack power."
The Realm of Truth shrank rapidly, and combined with Fudo Mingou Sage, the palm power exploded ten times more powerfully.
"Boom."
With a devastating force, Fudo Mingwang Shengxiang hit the 1,800-mile-high divine skeleton and flew backwards, and the divine light on his body quickly dimmed.
The Eight Sons of Life and Death originally fled behind the pink skull, thinking they were safe.
At this moment, they looked up and looked at the divine skeletons flying over their heads, and each one of them trembled inwardly.
Before today, how could I have believed that Yama Huang Tu and Pink Skull would be defeated so miserably together.
Zhang Ruochen crossed the space, caught up with the divine bones and skeletons that were thrown away, and flicked his fingertips.
A drop of dark space-time matter flies out!?
With his current cultivation attainments, he can inspire the more powerful power of dark space-time matter, so that darkness, space, and time can burst out more perfectly.
"Boom."
The dark space-time material fell on the head of the divine bone skeleton and quickly enveloped the head, which was more than two hundred miles long.
The three eternal forces of darkness, space, and time are eroding the immortal patterns on the divine bones, trying to destroy the holy soul of the pink skull hidden in the skull and kill her completely.
Zhang Ruochen almost never killed the monks of the Yama clan. Apart from not wanting to make another strong enemy, the bigger reason was that the monks of the Yama clan never actively wanted to kill him.
Even if they are enemies, it is because of competition, not personal hatred.
Moreover, the competition was initiated by Zhang Ruochen.
Pink Skull was different. Before he entered the hunting battlefield, he had already threatened to take Zhang Ruochen's life and was deliberately trying to kill him.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Ruochen naturally wanted to kill her too.
The gods asked him to make a sword, and he will unsheath his sword now.
After shooting three drops of dark space-time matter in succession, the immortal pattern on the pink skull was completely dimmed and there was no more light. All the fluctuations on her body became silent.
The entire void of the universe seemed to be quiet.
"The Great Sage Yanhong, one of the three candidates for the goddess, was just... killed... by Zhang Ruochen..."
"Zhang Ruochen got into great trouble. The Great Sage Yanhong has a huge background in the Temple of Destiny and the Bone Clan."
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. The Great Sage Yanhong has an immortal body. Even the Supreme Sage can't kill her. How could she die in the hands of Zhang Ruochen?"
"The immortal tattoos on the skull have been wiped away, how can it be possible that he is not dead yet?" A monk from the Bone Clan sighed.
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Zhang Ruochen flew over the planet-sized sacred skeleton, released his spiritual power, investigated it, and then wrapped it with space inscriptions.
The divine bones and skeletons that are 1,800 miles high gradually become smaller...
Became only normal human size,
Zhang Ruochen sealed the ring-shaped Supreme Sacred Artifact, and then put the pink skull into the inner space of a King's Sacred Artifact.
Although Pink Skull is dead, her divine bones are of great value, and the immortal patterns on her divine bones are also of great research value.
Moreover, Zhang Ruochen vaguely felt that even if it was corroded by three drops of dark space-time matter, there was still a strange area deep in the skull of the pink skull that could not be explored with mental power.
Maybe there is a big secret hidden in her.
After doing all this, Zhang Ruochen held the seven-star ghost lotus in one hand and the purple gold gourd in the other. With a scornful look, he looked at the King of Hell in the distance and said: "Where is your clone? Haven't you activated this trump card yet? Is it hidden in the dark?
Use it, I will find him soon."
"Zhang Ruochen, you are worthy of being a Yuanhui-level genius, but I, the King of Hell, will never admit defeat."
Yama's true form has become like a golden skeleton. The injury is too severe and the flesh and blood cannot grow back in a short time.
The Eight Sons of Life and Death and the two Formation Centipedes quickly flew to the Yama Emperor Tu. Each of the great sages of the Yama clan had their eyes red and full of fighting spirit, ready to fight Zhang Ruochen to the end.
They didn't believe that Zhang Ruochen could really overwhelm the entire Yama clan's powerful men with his own strength.
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Yan Wushen arranged a space teleportation array with a diameter of 100 feet on the seventh dark star, which can mobilize the power of darkness and space within the star to achieve long-distance space teleportation.
Emperor Chi had done some research on the way of space and determined that this teleportation array was indeed safe and reliable and was not a trap by Yan Wushen.
He waved his hand and said: "All the slaves of the Great Saint, enter the formation."
"There's no rush, you can wait." Yan Wushen said.
Prajna stared at Yan Wushen with a strange look.
Emperor Chi also looked over with a puzzled look and said, "Why are you still waiting?"
Yan Wushen said: "The teleportation array on the undead blood clan's own star must have been exposed, and it is very likely to be destroyed. We cannot teleport to a fixed point. Therefore, we must wait for the monks of the Yama clan and the bone clan to transfer the undead blood clan's own star to
The star-defending formation must be destroyed, otherwise it will be quite troublesome."
Yan Wushen and Prajna were both standing three thousand steps away. There was also a space teleportation array at their feet. The array's light was flashing and they could teleport away at any time.
Obviously, Yan Wushen is very cautious when dealing with a strong man like Emperor Chi.
Preservation of life comes first.
Emperor Chi asked: "Didn't you receive the messenger light talisman from the Yama clan? Didn't they send you the news that the formation was broken?"
Yan Wushen shook his head.
Prajna looked at Yan Wushen again, with a look of enlightenment on his face.
Although Yan Wushen did not receive the news that the Immortal Vampire Clan's star-protecting formation was broken, he did receive news that the Undead Vampire Clan's own star had a strangely colorful brilliance.
You don't need to guess to know that the star-protecting formation must have been broken.
The colorful brilliance that came out was probably related to Zhang Ruochen.
In addition, when setting up the formation before, Yan Wushen's speed was neither fast nor slow, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.
From this, Prajna deduced that Yan Wushen was delaying on purpose.
Delay time.
Why are you delaying on purpose?
He probably wanted to consume Zhang Ruochen and Yan Huangtu as much as possible so that both of them would suffer losses.
If you think about the worst, Yan Wushen probably wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
Borrow Zhang Ruochen's knife to kill the King of Hell.
There is no monk in the world who understands how powerful Zhang Ruochen is better than Prajna and Yan Wushen. What is powerful is not only his fighting power, but also his heart.
A heart that becomes stronger in the face of adversity.
The more desperate the situation, the more extraordinary strength can be unleashed.
Yama Huang Tu and Pink Skull seem to have the upper hand and are powerful, but in the eyes of Prajna and Yan Wushen, together they are probably no match for Zhang Ruochen.
Prajna secretly said: "The monks all over the world think that Yan Wushen is a martial arts idiot without scheming and wisdom, and they all feel that he will never be able to defeat the King of Hell Tu. However, a monk who can freely come and go on the battlefield of merit has no scheming and wisdom. He would have never known
How many times have he died? Besides, how could Yan Wushen not know Yan Huangtu’s jealousy towards him? There is no room for two tigers in one mountain!"
In the sky above the seventh dark star, Wujiang, Yuan Fei and the others stood in the virtual and true scroll, and they were all astonished.
They never expected that Prajna and Yan Wushen would actually persuade Emperor Chi to lead all the slaves of the Great Saint to teleport to the home star of the Immortal Vampire Clan.
The Great Sage Yuan Fei said meaningfully: "I understand! The two armies are facing each other, and the envoys will not be killed without killing them. What's more, it is not easy for Emperor Chi to kill Yan Wushen and Prajna."
Wujiang thought for a moment, then smiled: "I understand too! It turns out that it is not difficult to ask the Great Sage Tiannu to go to the home star of the Immortal Vampire Clan. The key is to have enough courage to talk to them. After careful consideration,
I am a long way behind Prajna and Yan Wushen, why did I just think of it now?"
"In the past few dozen days, all the Holy Saints, including Emperor Chi, have consumed a large amount of Holy Qi in their bodies, and are simply unable to support a long-lasting war. After all, on the Dark Star, they can only continue to consume without replenishing Holy Qi.
Therefore, those Great Sage Tiannu now want to leave the seventh dark star more than anyone else." Yuanfei Great Sage Dao.
Wujiang said: "Dark Star No. 7 is now a cage, a cage that no one can escape from. After going to the undead blood clan's own star, the situation has become complicated and chaotic, and they have hope of escaping."
"If Yan Wushen promises Emperor Chi one or two more things..." Yuan Fei, the Great Sage.
Wujiang nodded and said: "Yan Wushen deliberately waited until the last day because he knew that on the last day, the desire to survive of all the great saint slaves would reach the strongest point, and they would no longer think about their own death. The desire to survive
It's strong enough, and with a glimmer of hope in despair, how could they not agree?"