The giant sea beasts that rushed from all directions were all beaten to pieces, turned into tides, and quickly retreated.

Zuo Mu Holy Lord, who was suppressed under the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, took this opportunity to change his body into a slender stream, escaped from the suppression of the supreme power and flew up from the east of the Ghost Lotus.

The stream water was like a winding sword, making a harsh sound of breaking the wind, slashing towards Emperor Yu heavily.

Emperor Yu waved the soul-catching flute and hit the stream. His body could not bear the powerful force. He spat out a mouthful of holy blood again, throwing it backwards like a scarecrow.

In terms of power, Emperor Yu is not a prominent among the top strong people.

The eleventh ranking is based on the third-grade holy intention, plus the identity of the formation master and the talisman master. If she is given enough time to arrange the formation, or draw the talisman, even if the saint and the Yanhong Great Sage face her, she will suffer a great loss.

"Crazy."

The streams quickly merged together, condensed the body of Zuo Mu Shengjun, wearing a purple armor, flew towards Emperor Yu, wanting to get rid of her first, and then slowly deal with Zhang Ruochen.

Just now, Emperor Yu's ninth-grade Ten Thousand Spirits Formation and "Soul Lost Festival" made the Saint Lord Zuo Mu feel very difficult and suffered some secret injuries.

Zhang Ruochen took the risk of performing space movement, appeared in front of Zuo Mu Holy Lord, and intercepted him.

"Take me a punch."

Zhang Ruochen punched him, and a rolling river of heaven appeared around his body. The power of fist and the rules of truth were combined, and ten times the attack power burst out.

"Wuji Ethereal Seal."

Zuo Mu Shengjun realized something was wrong and put his hands together.

At this moment, the vast and boundless purple ocean shrank to the palms of both hands and formed a circular seal, which was confronted with the Luoshui boxing technique produced by Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom."

Once the ten times of attack power is activated, even the Saint Lord Zuo Mu cannot resist it.

The Wuji Ethereal Seal was shattered by a punch, and the fist force and Zuo Mu Shengjun's hands touched each other. The two liquid palms and the liquid holy body exploded with a bang.

The Holy Lord Zuo Mu turned into a purple rain and shattered into tens of billions of raindrops. Each raindrop contained a holy rule.

Emperor Yu, who fell to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is it finally over?"

Fang Mofeng used his mental power to send a message to the two: "Don't take it lightly, the Holy Lord Zuo Mu is definitely not dead. He was born from the Haishi Star Domain, the origin of the universe. It was a ball of purple rain in space that gave birth to spiritual wisdom and embarked on the road of cultivation. He can merge with space, and the holy soul can be integrated into every drop of purple rain."

"If purple water is not destroyed, he will not die."

"If the space is not destroyed, he will not be destroyed."

"At the beginning, it took a lot of effort to capture him in the Temple of Destiny."

"It turned out to be the purple rain in space recorded in the "Space and Space Secret Book"." Zhang Ruochen showed a sudden look.

According to the records of the Sumeru Holy Monk, there is a place of origin in the universe that rains all year round. The places where the seven-color rain fall, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, and the place where the seven-color rain falls will automatically produce a new spatial structure.

Therefore, the universe is constantly increasing and expanding under the construction of the seven-color rain.

The space should have seven colors, but after the seven colors are integrated, it becomes colorless.

The purple rain on the ground is all integrated into the space and disappears.

When Emperor Yu saw this strange scene, he felt a chill in his vest and said, "How can I fight this? The Holy Lord Zuo Mu is simply an invincible enemy."

The fourteen great saints of the Ghost Clan saw that the situation was not good, and turned into ghost energy, escaped from the dark star, and disappeared into the vast dark space.

Zuo Mu's long laughter sounded on the dark star, and there was no fixed place for the voice, saying, "You two can destroy my second form and break my first form, which can be regarded as the second most outstanding and handsome in the Hell world in thousands of years. Unfortunately, if you want to kill me, you are still far from it."

"Now, I will give you a way out. Don't interfere in the affairs of the Moon Star Temple. Get out of the Dark Star immediately. Otherwise, if you continue to fight, you will definitely die."

Emperor Yu's eyes turned to Zhang Ruochen and secretly sent a message: "Why do I feel that I feel a little guilty and want to deliberately scare us away."

"Although he claims to be immortal, the Shadow of Killing, the first form and the second form, have been broken one after another, and have become much weaker. Perhaps, it is not really immortal." Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Yu said: "Our mental strength is all 64th level. Why is only you able to sense his breath becoming weaker?"

"What I feel is not his breath, but spatial fluctuations. Believe me, as long as he can stop him from escaping, he must be the one who dies today." Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Yu was seriously injured. In fact, he didn't want to fight such a strange enemy as Zuo Mu Shengjun. However, when he heard Zhang Ruochen's calm and confident voice, he immediately became full of confidence.

The more you are at this time, the more you cannot retreat.

...

At this time, two streams of light flew from far to near and flew to the edge of the third Dark Star.
Chapter completed!