Seeing Zhang Ruochen, Emperor Dasen Luo was shocked and angry.

"Why did you come here, Wujiang?"

Dasenluohuang stopped in front of Prajna and secretly sent a message to her, saying: "Your Highness, you go first, I will hold him back."

Prajna did not leave.

Zhang Ruochen stepped forward and said, "Wujiang has already escaped after being defeated by me."

"Impossible, how could you defeat Wujiang?"

Emperor Luo of Omori was unwilling to accept this fact, but after using his mental power to investigate, he found that Wujiang's aura was indeed not found, and it seemed that he had really escaped.

Zhang Ruochen has just broken fourteen shackles, is he strong enough to defeat Wujiang?

Prajna looked at Zhang Ruochen in front of him, looking quite calm, and said, "Both you and Wujiang will suffer, right? I can feel that the aura on your body is very weak, but you are just pretending to be strong."

Zhang Ruochen said: "No matter how weak you are, it will be easy to kill you. It can just absorb the blood of death in your body and make up for the blood I have lost."

The dead and underworld also have blood in their bodies.

However, their blood, unlike the blood of living creatures, contains a strong aura of death.

With a swish sound, Zhang Ruochen rushed over.

Emperor Luo's expression changed, and he released powerful ice energy from his body, forming palm seals with his hands.

Before the palm force could be exerted, his body was already frozen in space.

With Da Sen Luo Huang's hundred-flag realm Dzogchen cultivation, Zhang Ruochen could only freeze him for a moment.

At that moment, Zhang Ruochen grabbed Da Sen Luo Huang's neck, lifted his body, and threw him to the ground hard, creating a big crater full of cracks.

"Boom."

The death energy in Emperor Dasen Luo's body was dispersed by this heavy blow, and he spit out blood from his mouth.

Seeing the blood, Zhang Ruochen's eyes became blurred, revealing an ecstatic expression. Then, he was filled with pain and struggle, and his body trembled slightly.

"Go to hell."

Taking this opportunity, Dasen Luohuang hit Zhang Ruochen in the chest with his palm, causing him to fly out.

The cold energy contained in this palm froze most of Zhang Ruochen's body.

The cold air woke up Zhang Ruochen, his arms shook, and all the ice on his body shattered. The ice crystal fragments gathered between his hands, and after melting, they turned into an ice sword.

Holding an ice sword in hand, Zhang Ruochen caught up with Dasen Luohuang and struck down with his sword.

"Bang!"

With just one sword strike, Emperor Daomori was knocked to the ground, and a foot-long bloody mark was cut out of his right arm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

One sword after another struck him, leaving Emperor Da Sen Luo with bloody sword marks all over his body, and he was completely unable to parry.

Prajna did not run away, but stared closely at Zhang Ruochen.

She could see that a large amount of the Great Sage's blood had been lost in Zhang Ruochen's body, and he was in a very wrong state. He wanted to suck blood, but he was restraining himself. Every time he swung the ice sword, he would hesitate for a moment.

It was precisely because of his hesitation that he was unable to kill Emperor Omori Luo.

"The door to my true self."

Prajna stepped on the Styx, and his body slowly flew up, floating to a height of more than ten feet above the ground. Ten jade fingers formed fingerprints, and controlled the door of the true self to fly towards Zhang Ruochen.

The Gate of True Self emitted bright light, which reflected on Zhang Ruochen's body.

Affected by the power of fate, Zhang Ruochen's combat power was further weakened.

Emperor Luo of Dasen roared loudly and immediately counterattacked. The death energy surged out of his body like a river or a sea, and he hit hundreds of palm seals in a row, forcing Zhang Ruochen to retreat.

"Wow——"

At the same time, in the dark void about a thousand miles away from the third dark star, Wujiang's body appeared, covered with cracks, like a paper figure that had been torn into pieces and then re-attached.

"Omori Emperor Luo and Prajna did a great job, now is the best opportunity to kill Zhang Ruochen."

Wujiang's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He took out the Nether Clan's supreme holy weapon, the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead, held it in the palm of his hand, sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and recited a spell in his mouth.

Zhang Ruochen, who was fighting against Omori Emperor Luo and Prajna, suddenly felt that he was being attacked by a curse again. The blood in his body decreased rapidly, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Oops, Wujiang actually still has the power to activate the blood-devouring curse, and even with such a long distance, the power of the curse is still astonishingly powerful."

Zhang Ruochen realized that something was wrong. The power of the curse was too strange and difficult to guard against.

Is it really a bad day today?

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered what Prajna had said to Emperor Daomori before, so he stared into the dark cave in the distance.

Since there is distorted time, extreme space, darkness, and the power of the curse inside the Dark Star, it is definitely impossible to get in.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen rushed towards the cave.

"Where to escape? Zhang Ruochen, let's settle the old and new grudges together today."

Emperor Luo of Omori chased after him from behind, and an ice dragon hundreds of meters long condensed in his palm. The ice dragon came to life, flying in a winding and circling manner, and let out a deafening dragon roar from its mouth.

Seeing that the ice dragon's head was about to hit Zhang Ruochen's vest, Zhang Ruochen suddenly turned around, flew backwards, and whipped the ghost's head away.

The heads of the ghost head and the ice dragon collided together.

"Pap."

The ghost-headed whip was as powerful as breaking bamboo, penetrating the body of the ice dragon, rushing out from the dragon's tail, and hitting the chest of Emperor Daomori hard, penetrating his body.

With a puff, the ghost-headed whip flew out from Omori Huang's vest.

"I said, no matter how weak I am, it will be easy to kill you."

Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and said this, then jumped into the dark cave, dragging the bloody body of Emperor Dasen Luo with the ghost-headed whip in his hand.
Chapter completed!