Two formation masters from the Yama clan controlled two formation centipedes that were more than 300 miles long and soared over the battlefield where Yama Emperor Tu, Pink Skull, and Zhang Ruochen were.
The figures of the Eight Sons of Life and Death are 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 mandible were all exposed. He looked extremely ferocious. He said in a deep voice: "Continue to activate the Supreme Sacred Artifact. How long can you sustain it?"
"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 Marks" on the body of King Yama or the "Immortal Divine Marks" on the pink skull, they all need the support of the divine power contained in the bones. Once the divine power is exhausted, the divine substance will be annihilated, and even the divine bones cannot protect it. Their holy source and holy soul.
When 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 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, turning 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 a formation, and the power of their auras increased layer upon layer.
As they joined the battle, the runes on the city wall, which were already in danger, 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 talisman masters from the Yama clan were vomiting blood and flying backwards in all directions like scarecrows.
Knowing that Zhang Ruochen¡¯s holy form was powerful, Yama Emperor Tu and Pink Skull stepped back at the same time.
"Where to go."
Zhang Ruochen has already prepared the purple gold gourd.
At Hulukou, 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 Gourd! Retreat as far as possible."
The picture of the King of Hell turned into a golden light and fled into the distance quickly.
"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."
After Pink Skull realized the gap between himself and Zhang Ruochen, he became much calmer and saw it more clearly.
Although Yan Huangtu is very fast, he absolutely cannot 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 a lot, and 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 surged, manifesting a divine bone body that was 1,800 miles high. A gate of destiny appeared behind it and rushed towards the purple gourd.
She mobilized the little remaining divine power and attacked with one punch.
"Boom."
It was eight hundred miles in radius, covered by the space formation, and quickly collapsed.
The eight attack powers of 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. It¡¯s densely covered with divine patterns and carries terrifying divine power.
Compared with her, Fudo Mingwang Shengxiang is much shorter.
"The gods and demons suppress the prison."
Zhang Ruochen inspired a phantom of gods and demons, and combined with the Fudo Mingwang Sage, stepping on hell with his feet and head above his head.nbsp;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 light of the array was flashing and they could teleport away at any time.
It is obvious that Yan Wushen is very cautious when dealing with a strong man like Emperor Chi.
Life-saving 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 undead blood clan's star-protecting formation was broken, he did receive news that the undead blood 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 mostly 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.
Drag the time.
Why are you delaying on purpose?
It should be that he 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 Emperor 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 gets stronger with each passing day in the face of adversity.
The more desperate the situation, the more extraordinary strength can be unleashed.
??Yanhuangtu 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 feel 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, without scheming and wisdom, 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!"
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They never expected that Prajna and Yan Wushen would actually persuade Emperor Chi to lead all the Great Sage Heavenly Slaves to teleport to the home star of the Immortal Vampire Clan.
Great Sage Yuan Fei said meaningfully: "I understand! The two armies are facing each other, and the envoys will not be killed. 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. In terms of careful consideration, I'm 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 Qi in the bodies of all the Great Sage Heavenly Slaves, including Emperor Chi, has been consumed in large quantities, and they are simply unable to support a long-lasting war. After all, on the Dark Star, they can only continue to consume without replenishing the Holy Qi. Therefore, those Great Sage Tiannu now want to leave the seventh dark star more than anyone else." Yuan Fei, the Great Sage.
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 becomes complicated and chaotic, and they have hope of escaping."
"If Yan Wushen promises one or two more things to Emperor Chi" Yuan Fei is 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 saints and slaves would reach the strongest point, and they would no longer think about their own death. The desire to survive Strong enough, plus a glimmer of hope in despair, how could they not agree?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com