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- The Supreme Saint self-destructs the Holy Source, and the destructive energy explodes like stars. Every ray of light is like a sharp sword that cuts the sky, shooting in all directions, and can easily penetrate the body of the Great Saint.
Energy ripples spread thousands of miles.
Xuetu was speechless and said: "The self-explosion of the Holy Source by the Supreme Saint is too terrifying. If it is very close, even the true god will be traumatized. If it happens in the starry sky, the space will be shattered in large tracts, and the stars will be shattered one by one. Fallen."
"It's not just as simple as self-destructing the holy source. The spiritual power of this supreme sage of the Yama tribe is very powerful, and the holy heart also self-destructs, which can affect the holy soul and spiritual will." Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Ruochen felt regretful in his heart. In fact, he could have taken action just now to help Yan Wushen and save the supreme sage of the Yama clan who blew up his holy source.
However, his reason told him that he couldn't do that.
Because Yan Wushen and Yan Ting entered the Dark Abyss with an important mission and placed the hope of the entire Dark Abyss Yan family, they must have carried a treasure with them.
But they didn't use it.
It can be seen that the danger is not as simple as what you see in front of you.
Using the most precious thing may be able to resolve the immediate crisis, but when the real danger comes, they will be helpless.
Xuetu wanted to rush out, but was caught back by Zhang Ruochen and continued to hide.
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The ghost cloud shattered, the ghosts were extinguished, and pieces of broken golden armor fell down.
The ghostly energy between heaven and earth is chaotic and twisted, like catkins and mist.
Looking at the fragments of golden armor, Zhang Ruochen showed a look of enlightenment, but instead of relaxing his vigilance, he became even more fearful.
Yan Wushen was the first to stand up, and did not show the slightest joy because the ghost cloud was dispersed.
He immediately turned around and found that under the glazed light curtain between the two sky pillars, wisps of ghostly aura condensed into a ten-foot-tall golden armored ghost.
The golden-armored ghost has a cold aura, a green face and fangs. The ghost energy escaping from his body turned into a ghost with disheveled hair.
"Whoops!"
The second golden-armored ghost, the third golden-armored ghost
Six golden-armored ghosts appeared in succession, appearing in six different directions. Each of them exudes tyrannical power and sinister aura, freezing the earth and forming black glaciers like ribbons.
Xuetu smiled and said: "Senior brother, do you know the origin of these golden-armored ghosts?"
Zhang Ruochen said nothing.
"It's Luo, the third son of the Ghost Lord, who trained Xuansha Yin ghosts. It is said that Luo raised a total of eight Xuansha Yin ghosts. One was destroyed just now. There should be seven more. Why are there only six left? ?" Xue Tu was a little surprised.
But he didn¡¯t know that the Xuansha Yin ghost was killed by Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen saw that there were souls integrated into the bodies of the six Xuansha Yin ghosts. They were all powerful and full of aura.
They are no longer just Xuansha Yin ghosts, but also Luo's six spiritual clones.
The monks of the Yama clan stood up one by one and gathered together.
Some of them held up the holy weapons, some offered talismans, and some released their spiritual fields Their eyes were full of fear, but they were resolute and fearless. They were always ready to blow up the holy source to die and protect Yan Wushen and Yan Ting.
Yan Ting's face was pale and her body was filled with Yin Qi.
She was once slapped in the air by Xuan Sha Yin Gui, and was seriously injured. She sent a message: "Young Master, we can't wait any longer!"
Yan Wushen looked around at the six ghosts in six directions, frowned deeply, and said with a strong breath, "Luo! Our Yan family in the dark abyss has no enmity with the Earthly Evil Ghost City. By doing this, you are making enemies for yourself."
One of the Xuansha Yin ghosts said: "The law of heaven is that the weak eat the strong. I will kill you just to devour the holy soul and improve your cultivation. Why do you need any grudge? Besides, today's big feud has been forged, so I really have to eradicate you. That¡¯s all.¡±
"Wait a minute!"
Yan Wushen said: "Your true body must be nearby! How can the majestic true god be such a coward? Why don't you dare to show up and see him?"
There is a trace of expectation in the hearts of the supreme sages of the Yama clan.
As long as Luo's true form appears, they will naturally be sure to kill him or severely injure him. Just be afraid, Luo has been using clones to attack, so they may be in trouble today.
Luo's divine voice came from afar, saying: "Yan Wushen, do you think that I will be able to defeat your generals? I know that you must have a god-killing treasure in your hands."
"You, the Yan clan from the Dark Abyss, are almost all out this time. You must want to rescue Yan Huanyu who is trapped in the Dark Abyss. Right?"
"What a pity, YanXiang Yan Wushen.
At the same time, he followed closely behind the divine spear, pinched the seal with his left hand, and activated the ghost gate magical power.
"Young Master, be careful."
There was an elder who wanted to rush forward and block the blow for Yan Wushen, but it was too late.
Seeing that the black divine spear was about to hit Yan Wushen, the hearts of all the monks of the Yama tribe were raised to their throats, nervous and angry, and they let out a series of whistles.
"Whoops!"
A ray of divine light rushed in front of Yan Wushen, condensed into a burly figure, and grabbed the black divine spear.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the divine figure, Luo's expression changed, but before he could retreat in time, the opponent had already punched him. In front of the fist, a sea of ??blood appeared, with great power.
¡°Bang!¡±
Luo flew out upside down, his ghost energy was chaotic, and his ghost body showed signs of being broken.
Xue Tu roared: "You are so brave. We are all monks in the hell world, but we are killing each other. I am the God of Death, the Emperor of Massacre, and a friend of the Yan family in the Abyss of Darkness. Today, I must do well. Teach you a lesson. If you have any treasures, take them out now, lest you lose the chance to use them later."
Xuetu swung his palms forward, and like an overwhelming force, a scorching sea of ??fire appeared, surging like ocean waves, impacting Luo's body.
It should be noted that Xuetu is extremely skilled in flames.
When he didn't become a god, he would fuse the purgatory fire he cultivated with the blood flame divine fire of the Blood Flame God of War and the Phoenix Divine Flame of the Death God to create his own "massacre divine fire". Thus the way of fire enters the spirit.
Now that he has entered the divine realm, the temperature of the Massacre Divine Fire has reached five million levels, instantly igniting Luo's ghost body and divine body.
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Many readers have asked how long it will take to write the plot of Abyss of Darkness.
Actually it hasn¡¯t been that long, here at Tianmen is the last plot!
Some readers have asked why the protagonist is so weak. Khan, actually I have always felt that the protagonist is too strong. In the abyss of darkness, he can defeat almost all the gods. He is too invincible, so I suppressed writing. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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