"Bang!"

Zuo Mu Shengjun's head exploded, and the purple blood mist in the skull gushed like a waterfall divine spring. Dozens of big saints' bones mixed in it and smashed into all parts of the earth.

Such a sudden change surprised the seventeen great saints present.

A powerful saint of Qianwen Realm was killed like this?

The ones who took action were not Yan Huangtu and Vacant Ying, who were shaking the Hell Realm, but Zhang Ruochen, who had just joined the Hell Realm, and Xia Yu, who had once been unfamous.

"The strongest among the five Thousand Question Realm Tiannu, the Saint Lord Zuo Mu, was killed by them. The Blood Heaven Tribe's Heaven Battle is going to go against the heavens!"

The great saints of the ghost clan looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with emotion.

Although they were happy that Zuo Mu Shengjun was killed, they took action, but Zhang Ruochen, a person who still had a headache. Now that Zhang Ruochen is in a state of injury, he is here with the general trend. Whether they will let them go is still unknown.

Fang Mofeng, the leader of the Meteorite Temple, shouted: "Be careful, you two, Zuo Mu's first form is the liquid demon, he is almost immortal, and he is not so easy to be killed."

Without Fang Mofeng's reminder, Zhang Ruochen's mental power has been locked on the body of Zuo Mu Shengjun.

It was discovered that the life energy that had been rapidly exhausted in Zuo Mu's body actually recovered rapidly and became more vigorous than before.

On the ground, the corpse with its head shattered, emitting a dazzling purple light.

The flesh and bones melted like ice and turned into purple water.

"Crazy."

Purple water surged out of the meteorite armor and turned into sword-shaped spikes, flowing rapidly towards Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang.

It is better to say that it is "flowing" than to say that it is "spun".

The speed of flow is faster than lightning.

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen used the power of time to stimulate the divine power in his left leg, and his body moved, grabbed Emperor Yu's wrist and dragged her back quickly to the distance.

"I didn't go to find you, but you came to your door on your own initiative. Today, no one of them will escape."

A spiritual thought containing anger sounded.

The sword-shaped spikes condensed by Zishui were like fifteen sharp purple lights, chasing Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang, stinging their hearts. Even if the power of time was weakened, Zishui's speed was still very fast.

"snort!"

Emperor Yu's right hand stretched out, his five fingers rotated, and the snow-white palms showed up.

Driven by her thick blood evil spirit, the supreme inscription of the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus was activated, and thousands of ghost fogs were radiated, and countless ghost fires were suspended in the void, flashing and flickering.

The roar sounded, and the supreme power burst out from the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus smashed all the purple sword-shaped spikes, turning into dense droplets and splashing out.

The liquid droplets fell on the ground like purple rain.

"Crash."

The purple droplets shrink rapidly and condense back into a ball, turning into a liquid giant more than seven meters high. They are crystal clear and flowing light, with two arms like legs of mantis. The purple light at the center of their eyebrows is particularly bright, like a purple sun.

Under its feet, purple mist rolled, accompanied by loud thunder.

"Is he a creature or a dead spirit? Or, like the Nether Clan and the Dead Clan, he is both a creature and a dead spirit?" Emperor Yu's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he was surprised.

There is no record of Zuo Mu's related information on the information about Zuo Mu.

Zhang Ruochen did not panic because of the changes of Zuo Mu Saint Lord. Instead, he showed a very interested expression and said, "There is a strong spatial fluctuation on his body, and he is definitely not an ordinary race."

Zuo Mu's Holy Lord's eyes moved back and forth in the hands of Emperor Yu and the purple gold gourd around Zhang Ruochen's waist, and laughed loudly: "Although you ruined my good deeds, it can only be considered a small matter compared to the two supreme holy objects."

"The Supreme Holy Artifact is here, but you have to have the ability to obtain it."

Zhang Ruochen suddenly stomped his feet, and layers of flames surged out from his feet, including the white Jingmiao Divine Fire and the red flame condensed by the Yan Shen Divine Pattern.

In an instant, white and red flames covered the heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles and turned into a fiery hell of fire.

No matter what race Zuo Mu Shengjun is, it is liquid after all.

Water and fire are incompatible.

Maybe he can be refined with flames.

"Zhang Ruochen, although you destroyed my second form, it is considered to be a bit of a skill. However, with your current cultivation level, you still want to compete with me, and it is still far from it."

Zuo Mu Saint Lord let out a long roar, and a large amount of purple water surged out of his liquid body.

The purple water was like a mountain torrent, causing waves of water dozens of feet high, destroying the fire hell and spreading hundreds of miles away.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu did not dare to touch Zishui. They each spread their ten wings and soared into the air. When they looked down, they saw that the ground below was completely covered by Zishui and turned into a purple ocean.

"It is the Tao form derived from the holy Tao rules of Zuo Mu Saint Lord." Emperor Yu said.

The number of holy Tao rules cultivated by the Great Saint of Qianwen Realm exceeds 10 billion. You can use your own rules to derive your own Tao.

The Tao form is a manifestation of Tao.

The powerful saint of Qianwen Realm can derive a world based on the rules of the holy path he has cultivated. If the world is perfect enough and in harmony with the world, it can be united by man and nature and burst out with unparalleled combat power.

Zuo Mu Shengjun's body merged with the purple ocean and disappeared without a trace.

With a laugh, dense purple sword rain rushed out of the ocean below, and shot towards Zhang Ruochen and Yu Huang who were floating in the air.

The dark and light-free planet was reflected in purple at this moment.

Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu looked at each other and at the same time shot the holy energy into the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus.

The ghost lotus quickly became huge, and the seven-petal lotus turned into seven ghost clouds, condensing thousands of ghost shadows, like ghost soldiers coming from the sky, hedging with the purple sword rain.

"Rumbling."

Powerful destructive energy fills this world.

"Be careful, the Saint Lord Zuo Mu activated the fourteen king holy weapons and launched a more powerful second wave of attacks."

As soon as he reminded this sentence, Zhang Ruochen sensed the faint fluctuations in space, became alert, and glanced at the back. He saw strands of purple killing aura emanating from the space and condensed into the figure of Zuo Mu Saint Lord.

"This is... the killing shadow of the Saint Lord Zuo Mu!" Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

The Shadow of Killing silently poked out the arm like a mantis' leg, carrying a sharp purple light, and slashed towards Zhang Ruochen's neck.

With a thud, Zhang Ruochen dragged a ghost head whip from his waist, stimulating the biting ghost energy of coldness, and whipped behind him with a whip.

"Bang bang."

The ghost head whip and the killing shadow met fiercely, and the ghost aura and murderous aura formed circles of ripples.

"Break it for me."

Behind Zhang Ruochen, the unmoved wise king and saint appeared, which was dozens of miles high, and the nine majestic sky above his head emitted dazzling golden light.

Because of the suppression of the power of the dark star, otherwise the saint appearance of the unmoved Mingwang could reach more than a thousand miles high, and its power would be even more amazing.

Unmoved, the King of Ming Shengxiang slapped down with a palm, knocking the shadow of killing so that it fell to the ground quickly.

Zhang Ruochen was about to chase after him, completely blew up the Shadow of Killing, severely smacking the will of Saint Zuo Mu. Not far away, Emperor Yu made a terrible cry, and was beaten away by fourteen king's holy weapons. He could only rely on the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus to support him.

When facing a strong man like Zuo Mu Saint Lord, even if Emperor Yu is in charge of the Supreme Holy Artifact, it will be difficult to confront him head-on.

Of course, the more critical reason is that the Saint Lord Zuo Mu won more than ten kingly holy weapons, and was not fighting against the Supreme Holy weapon with bare hands.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on the seventeen great saints who were trapped on the cliff by the centipede-shaped chain chain. Then he whipped out the ghost head, wrapped the centipede-shaped chain chain, and pulled it suddenly.

"Wow."

The chains in the form of centipede were dragged away by Zhang Ruochen like a real centipede.

"If you want to get your soldiers back, take out your abilities." Zhang Ruochen said loudly, then turned into a golden light and chased after Emperor Yu retreated.

Seventeen great saints escaped, but their cultivation level did not recover and were still sealed by the Shura battle aura of the Saint Lord Zuo Mu.

"Burn the holy blood, break through the seal, help Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu, and kill Zuo Mu Holy Lord." Mocuo, Fang Mofeng, and Yan Hanyu, the three great saints of the Meteorite Temple, seemed very decisive.

They used secret techniques, and the holy blood in their bodies burned and refined the Shura battle energy that belonged to the Saint Lord Zuo Mu in their bodies.

Although burning the holy blood will have quite terrible side effects, and even a major loss of life span, they have no other choice at this moment and can only fight to the death.

If the Saint Lord Zuo Mu defeated Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu, he would still deal with them next.

This is a dead revenge, and you can't escape.

The fourteen great saints of the ghost clan wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but they really couldn't bear to leave their weapons. So they used the forbidden technique, and ghost fire evolved from their bodies. The ghost body ignited like a lantern, and also refining the seal in their bodies.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Emperor Yu controlled the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus and fought fiercely more than a hundred times in the blink of an eye.

When Zhang Ruochen chased after him, Yu Huang's mouth was covered with blood, and he suffered serious injuries. He supported the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus's arms and became bloody and fuzzy.

Zhang Ruochen slapped the purple gold gourd, intending to stimulate the power of the gourd to take away all these kingly holy weapons.

"Swish."

The Saint Lord Zuo Mu obviously knew the power of the purple gold gourd. The fourteen king holy artifacts were broken into pieces and flew to fourteen different directions, surrounding Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu in the center.
To be continued...