"Bang!"

The head of Saint Zuo Mu exploded, and purple blood mist spewed out from his head like a waterfall. Dozens of broken bones of the great saint were mixed in and smashed to various parts of the earth.

Such a sudden change shocked the seventeen great sages present.

A powerful Qianwenjing sage was killed like this?

The ones who took action were not the powerful Yan Huangtu, Greed Ying and others in the hell world, but Zhang Ruochen, who had just joined the hell world, and Xia Yu, who was once not famous.

"The strongest among the five Qianwen Realm Heavenly Slaves, Saint Lord Zuo Mu, was killed by the two of them. The Blood Heaven Tribe will defy the heavens in this Heaven Hunting War!"

The great saints of the ghost clan looked at each other in confusion, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

They were delighted that Lord Zuo Mu was killed, but the one who took action was Zhang Ruochen, a figure who still gave them a headache. Now that Zhang Ruochen has recovered from his injuries and has come with great momentum, it is still unknown whether he will let them go.

Fang Mofeng, the leader of the Meteorite Temple, shouted: "You two, be careful. Zuo Mu's first form is a liquid demon. He is almost immortal and cannot be killed so easily."

Fang Mofeng didn't need to remind him that Zhang Ruochen's mental power was always locked on the body of Saint Lord Zuo Mu.

It was discovered that the life energy in Saint Lord Zuo Mu's body, which had been rapidly depleted, actually recovered quickly and became more vigorous than before.

On the ground, the corpse with its head exploded emitted a dazzling purple light.

Flesh, flesh and bones melted like ice cubes, turning into purple water.

"Crash."

Purple water gushes out from the Meteor Armor and turns into sword-shaped spikes, flowing rapidly towards Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang.

It is better to say "flow" than "prick out".

The speed of flow is faster than lightning.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Ruochen used the power of time to activate the divine power in his left leg, moved in a flash, grabbed Yuhuang's wrist, and dragged her back quickly into the distance.

"I didn't go looking for you, but you took the initiative to send me to my door. Today, no one can escape."

A spiritual voice containing anger sounded.

The sword-shaped spikes formed by the purple water were like fifteen sharp purple lights, chasing Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang and piercing their hearts. Even if the power of the purple water was weakened by time, the speed of the purple water was still extremely fast.

"snort!"

Emperor Yu's right hand stretched out, his five fingers rotated, and the seven-star ghost lotus appeared in the palm of his snow-white palm.

Driven by her strong blood-evil energy, the seven-star ghost lotus's supreme inscription was activated, emitting thousands of ghost mist, and countless will-o'-wisps suspended in the void, twinkling and flickering.

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

The droplets are like purple rain, falling on the ground.

"Wow."

The purple droplets quickly contracted and re-condensed into a ball, turning into a liquid giant more than seven meters tall. The whole body was crystal clear, with two arms like mantis legs. The purple light between the eyebrows was particularly bright, like a purple scorching sun.

.

Under its feet, purple mist rolled, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

"Is he a living being or an undead spirit? In other words, like the underworld and the dead, he is both a living being and an undead?" Emperor Yu had a surprised look in his eyes, feeling very surprised.

There is no record of any other form related to Saint Zuo Mu at all.

Zhang Ruochen did not panic because of the changes in Zuo Mu Shengjun. Instead, he showed a very interested expression and said: "There are strong spatial fluctuations on his body. He is definitely not an ordinary race."

Saint Zuo Mu's eyes moved back and forth between the seven-star ghost lotus in Yuhuang's hand and the purple gourd on Zhang Ruochen's waist, and he laughed loudly: "Although you have ruined my good deeds, with the two supreme holy artifacts,

In comparison, it can only be regarded as a trivial matter."

"The Supreme Sacred Artifact is here, but you have to be able to get it."

Zhang Ruochen suddenly stamped his feet, and layers of flames surged out from under his feet, including the white pure fire of annihilation and the red flames condensed from the divine patterns of Yan Shen.

In an instant, white and red flames covered the sky and the earth for dozens of miles in radius, turning it into a blazing hell.

No matter what race Zuo Mu Shengjun is, he is still in a liquid state.

Water and fire are in conflict.

Perhaps he can be refined with the help of flames.

"Zhang Ruochen, although you destroyed my second form, you are somewhat capable. However, with your current cultivation level, you are still far from being able to compete with me."

Saint Zuo Mu roared loudly, and a large amount of purple water surged out of his liquid body.

The purple water was like a flash flood, setting off water waves tens of feet high, overwhelming the Hell of Fire, and spreading hundreds of miles away.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang did not dare to touch the purple water, so they each spread their ten wings and soared into the air. Looking down, they saw that the ground below was completely covered by the purple water, turning into a purple ocean.

"It is the Tao shape derived from the Holy Tao rules of Saint Zuo Mu." Yu Huang said.

The number of holy Tao rules cultivated by the Qianwenjing Great Sage exceeds tens of billions. He can use his own rules to evolve his own Tao.

Tao shape is a manifestation of Tao.

The powerful Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm can create a world by relying on the rules of the Holy Way he has cultivated. If the world is perfect enough and in harmony with the heaven and earth, heaven and man can become one, bursting out with unparalleled combat power.

The body of Saint Zuo Mu merged with the purple ocean and disappeared without a trace.

As a burst of laughter rang out, a dense rain of purple swords rushed out from the ocean below, shooting towards Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu who were suspended in mid-air.

The dark and lightless planet was reflected purple at this moment.

Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang looked at each other and at the same time injected 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 descending from the sky, clashing with the purple sword rain.

"Boom."

Powerful destructive energy fills the world.

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

Having just been reminded of this sentence, Zhang Ruochen sensed the weak space fluctuations and became alert. He glanced diagonally behind him. He saw wisps of purple murderous aura escaping from the space and condensing into Zuo Mu Sheng.

Your figure.

"This is... the murderous shadow of Saint Lord Zuo Mu!" Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

The Shadow of Killing silently stretched out its mantis-like arms, carrying a sharp purple light, and slashed at the back of Zhang Ruochen's neck.

With a clatter, Zhang Ruochen pulled out the ghost-headed whip from his waist, arousing the cold and biting ghost energy, and struck behind him with the whip.

"Bang bang."

The ghost head whip and the shadow of murder collided fiercely, and the ghost energy and murderous energy formed circles of ripples.

"Break it for me."

Behind Zhang Ruochen, the holy form of the Fudo Ming King appeared, dozens of miles high, and the majestic nine-level sky above his head emitted a dazzling golden light.

Because it is suppressed by the power of the Dark Star, otherwise the Holy Image of Fudo Mingwang could reach more than a thousand miles high, and its power would be even more astonishing.

Fudo Mingou's Holy Prime Minister smacked down with his palm, causing the Shadow of Slaughter to fall rapidly to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen was about to catch up and completely blow up the Shadow of Slaughter, severely defeating Saint Zuo Mu's will to kill. Not far away, Emperor Yu let out a miserable scream and was sent flying by the fourteen sacred weapons of the king.

It can only be supported by the seven-star ghost lotus.

Facing a strong man like Zuo Mu Shengjun, even if Emperor Yu is in charge of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, it would be difficult to confront him head-on.

Of course, the more critical reason is that Saint Zuo Mu has captured more than ten pieces of the king's sacred weapons, and he is not fighting against the supreme sacred weapons with his bare hands.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on the seventeen great saints who were trapped on the cliff by chains in the form of centipedes. He then whipped out the ghost-headed whip, entangled the chains in the form of centipedes, and pulled them suddenly.

"Wow."

The centipede-shaped chain, like a real centipede, was forcibly dragged away by Zhang Ruochen.

"If you want to get your soldiers back, use your skills." Zhang Ruochen said loudly, and then turned into a golden light and chased in the direction where Emperor Yu retreated.

The seventeen great saints escaped from the trap, but their cultivation levels did not recover, and they were still sealed by the Shura fighting spirit of Lord Zuo Mu.

"Burn the holy blood, break the seal, help Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu, and kill Saint Zuo Mu." Mo Cuo, Fang Mofeng, and Yan Hanyu, the three great sages of the Falling Star Temple, seemed very decisive.

They used secret techniques, and the holy blood in their bodies burned fiercely, refining the Shura war energy belonging to Saint Zuo Mu inside their bodies.

Although burning the holy blood will have terrible side effects, including a great loss of life span, at this moment they have no other choice but to fight to the death.

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

This is a deadly feud. You can't escape by running away.

The fourteen great saints of the ghost clan originally wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but they were really reluctant to part with their weapons. So they used the forbidden technique, which produced ghost fire in their bodies. The ghost bodies ignited like lanterns, and they also refined the energy in their bodies.

seal.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
To be continued...