??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Xuetu and Yan Ting were hit by the divine power and could only resist with all their strength, without the ability to fight back.
Even at the critical moment, Zhang Ruochen still had some leisure and glanced at the Yin Ship in the distance. The fluctuations of divine power there are far greater than here. Facing a god-level existence, Prajna and Wen Chu cannot hold on for long.
This great god came because of Zhang Ruochen, so he naturally wanted to resolve this crisis himself.
You can¡¯t hurt others.
"A quick victory."
Zhang Ruochen activated the origin secrets, and the origin rules between heaven and earth continued to gather together. The bright source light erupted from his body, colliding with the golden sea falling from the sky.
"Boom!"
A huge hole was torn open by Zhang Ruochen in the boundless golden sea.
"You go first, leave this to me."
Zhang Ruochen shouted to Xuetu and Yan Ting.
Yan Ting had a look of surprise in her eyes as she looked at Zhang Ruochen floating on the water, fighting against the golden Buddha sea. Zhang Ruochen at this moment is completely different from the one he had on the Yin Ship before.
"Let's go, my senior brother is indeed handsome, but don't be obsessed with him."
Xuetu released the huge stone altar, broke through the divine energy locks of the five false gods, and escaped with Yan Ting, quickly fleeing far away.
Today, the Underworld Palace intends to kill them all without leaving any further trouble, so naturally they will not let them escape.
One of the false gods with a single horn, armed with a red thunder hammer, pursued him.
"Wow!"
The electric hammer was swung out, and the sky was filled with red thunder and lightning.
But Xue Tu is not an easy person. He can escape extremely fast. Even the defensive power of the boulder altar is difficult to penetrate even with divine electricity. However, false gods are false gods after all, and they are getting closer and closer.
"Break it for me."
The false god with a single horn flew into the sky above the huge stone altar. His body was larger than the altar, and he covered the sky like a divine cloud.
Xue Tu and Yan Ting raised their heads, and they were swallowed up by the shadow of the divine body.
Xuetu looked up, his heart beating wildly, and said: "It's over!"
"Pfft!"
A splendid sword light came from outside the sky, splitting the body of the false god in the sky into two.
The two halves of the divine corpse turned into two 10,000-meter-long blood clouds and fell from the sky. The divine blood fell like raindrops, dyeing a large area of ??water red.
The one who slashed out this sword was none other than Zhang Ruochen, who was fighting Kong Zhi.
A sword can span a thousand miles and kill the false god.
Xuetu knew that the false god had a strong vitality and could never be killed, so he waved a net-shaped sacred weapon of the king, put half of the god's corpse into the net, dragged it back, and used it as a huge stone altar. Suppress it.
"Return the divine body of this god."
Behind, the half-divine corpse possessing the divine source regained its consciousness, regrouped its soul, and chased towards the huge stone altar ahead.
"You are just half a false god. Why should you be afraid of me when I massacre the God of War?"
Xuetu threw the mesh-shaped king's sacred weapon in his hand to Yan Ting, and the mark of the God of War appeared between his eyebrows. The blazing divine fire condensed above his head, turning into a sea of ??fire with a temperature exceeding one million levels, and crashed into the half-divine corpse that was catching up.
Yan Ting stood on the huge stone altar and mobilized all her strength to suppress the half-god corpse in the net. She was extremely shocked. The great gods attacked and killed, the holy realm defeated the gods, the experience tonight was enough for her to remember for a lifetime.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Prajna, Zhang Ruochen, and Xuetu, these monks, no matter how strong or weak their cultivation level is, they still have a sense of Qi in their bodies.
No fear of gods, no fear of the power of heaven.
Even if the enemy is far superior to them, they still dare to fight.
As more and more origin rules were mobilized, Zhang Ruochen's combat power became stronger and stronger, and he truly transformed into an origin messenger. The water below him turned into a sea of ??white light, which collided with the golden sea condensed by Kong Zhi, but he did not fall behind.
As for the other three false gods, they have been suppressed by Zhang Ruochen under the three supreme holy weapons and cannot move.
"White Tiger, give me a helping hand, I must end the battle as soon as possible."
Zhang Ruochen communicated with the buried gold white tiger.
However, the Golden Burial White Tiger didn¡¯t respond, as if he wasn¡¯t around him at all.
"The Buried Gold White Tiger once said that he would never take action unless it was a matter of life and death."
Zhang Ruochen didn¡¯t expect it to be so cruel. It¡¯s so dangerous tonight, why can¡¯t it make an exception?
"Amitabha!"
Kong Zhi stepped on the lotus, crossed the space, stepped in front of Zhang Ruochen, and slapped his right hand. There was a bright Sanskrit in the palm of his hand, which contained ancient and mysterious power.
The space around Zhang Ruochen was like a pile of earth and rocks. It collapsed with his palm, and his body fell towardsAs if a world was unfolding, the power of death spread for millions of miles, shaking Zhang Ruochen, Xuetu, and Yan Ting all in the distance and flying away, suffering varying degrees of injuries.
The God King Talisman finally burst into pieces and turned into specks of light, scattering on the water.
The Yin Ship below was torn apart by the impact of the divine power, turned into fragments, and sank to the bottom of the water.
Wen Chu and Xiao Hei's defenses were instantly penetrated, and their skin and flesh exploded into two masses of blood mist. In the blood mist, only the skeleton was still intact.
The vitality is not extinct.
In mid-air, Prajna's divine body re-condensed in the blood mist. Her pretty face was extremely pale, her aura was extremely weak, but her eyes were still sharp.
Great God Wentong took back all the one hundred and eight stone swords, stared at them, and asked with great aura, "Have you refined Chi Xingtian's Star Soul of God?"
Prajna bit his crystal teeth and smiled coldly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I just need to extract your soul and study it carefully, and you will naturally find the answer."
Great God Wentong stretched out his palm and grabbed Prajna from the air.
Wisps of Prajna spirit flew out of the body and flew towards his palm.
Suddenly, something happened.
There were one hundred and eight stone swords flying around the Great God Wentong. Suddenly, the sword body trembled, the sword made a harsh sound, and the sword tip pointed at him in the center.
Great God Wentong's expression changed, he quickly stopped absorbing Prajna's soul, held up the divine light shield, and resisted the attack of one hundred and eight stone swords, knocking all the stone swords away.
"Roar!"
In the distance, a thundering mountain in the shape of a human head emitted a thunderous roar.
On the water surface, a huge wave of hundreds of feet was set off.
"The Great God Xing Tian finally woke up!" Prajna fell from mid-air, stood on a fragment of the Yin Ship, and looked towards the direction of the Thunder Mountain. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com