The battle situation deteriorates, and in an instant, life and death will be divided into different places.

Everyone could see that this time, Zhang Ruochen was afraid that he would really die, because Yin Yuanchen, Shang Zipeng, Vengying and Yuan all had the power to wipe out all his vitality.

The four masters have a very firm will to kill him.

However, the great saints present who entered the supreme realm and the gods in the sky looked solemn, and they were always paying attention to Zhang Ruochen's number of rules of the holy path.

The number of poles that are only a thousand ways away from the two elements are extremely close.

Compared with the trillions of dollars, the rules of the Thousand Dao Holy Dao seem very small and almost negligible. However, for Zhang Ruochen at this moment, the difference between the Thousand Dao is the difference between the heaven and the earth.

This is a game with the world!

The power of heaven and earth is suppressing him.

If you break through, you will surpass the sky.

If he couldn't get through, Zhang Ruochen could still be the best in the world, but he could only be the best in the world. It was precisely because he wanted to remove the word "world", so he had to fight to the death to stimulate his potential with the pressure of death.

The bloody god of war and bloody rear had his eyes tightened and his spirit was tense.

With the mind of the gods, we cannot be as light as the wind and clouds.

Zhang Ruochen let out a long roar from his mouth, and dense purple electric vines flew out from his back, wrapping his body. Among the vines, Mo Yin's figure appeared faintly, with three battle swords red, black and white forming a sword formation, facing the Great Dao Tianhuang Seal cast by Shang Zigong.

"Boom!"

Mo Yin's cultivation is extremely strong, and the sword formation formed is extremely brilliant.

However, after only one breath, he was defeated by the Dao Tianhuang Seal, and all the vines broke. Three war swords that originally belonged to the three angel emperors flew backwards, one of which flew past Moyin's waist, almost hurting herself.

Facing Shang Zigong's strongest blow, who dares to fight head-on?

Not to mention Mo Yin's cultivation, even Yin Yuanchen and Que must avoid the edge for the time being.

"Master, lend me a sundial."

Mo Yin stretched out his right arm, and his whole arm turned into dozens of thunder and lightning, rolled up the sundial and bombarded the Great Dao Tianhuang Seal. The dense spots of time mark light flew out with the sundial.

The destruction of the Vagrant Infant Asura cut off Zhang Ruochen's bloody body into two pieces with one sword, and a large amount of killing energy invaded Zhang Ruochen's body and destroyed his vitality.

Of course, the greedy infant also paid the price and was hit by a long river of time phantom, instantly losing a thousand-year life span.

He became weak and flew back quickly.

When retreating, he did not forget to release the soul of the Heavenly Sword, control the six swords, seal Zhang Ruochen's six major positions, and did not give him a chance to escape.

The magic sound and the sundial fell from the sky, and she was covered in blood and mist.

Mo Yin paid a huge price, but eventually broke the Great Dao Tianhuang Seal, but also lost its combat power.

Zhang Ruochen is only a hundred holy rules away from the two Yuanhui numbers.

Nearer!

However, the rules of the Holy Way have stagnated and have not continued to grow.

In the sky, Yin Yuanchen's cold voice sounded: "One Yuanhui number can still be allowed by heaven and earth. Two Yuanhui numbers cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. There is no need for you to continue to attack, I will send you on your way."

"Zheng!"

The Witch God Sword became a thousand feet long, like a sword-shaped mountain peak, and pierced straight down, bursting out with overbearing power fluctuations.

Zhang Ruochen's two pieces of body condensed again, and there was no time to refine the killing energy that invaded his body. He put his hands together and used the forbidden technique to burn his life span, and the power fluctuations in his body gradually increased.

The magic mirror of the Tibetan mountain became so huge that it was pressed out by Zhang Ruochen and collided with the tip of the Witch God Sword.

"Boom!"

There are signs of breaking the space.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's combat power was even better than before, blocking the Witch God Sword.

But his opponent is not just Yin Yuanchen.

Standing in the ghost cloud, Yuan spread her arms, and the rules of the holy Tao in front of her condensed into thousands of bone spears, breaking Zhang Ruochen's defense, and the bone spears hit him one by one.

Every time it fell, Zhang Ruochen had to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, what is surprising is that the attacks launched by representatives of Yuanhui level failed to pierce Zhang Ruochen's body.

The bone spear penetrates the skin and flesh, and is also blocked by the bones.

There is no doubt that while burning life span, Zhang Ruochen's physical defense has become more perverted and he can stand there and carry the attack of the kite.

"Damn it! If you don't use the Supreme Holy Artifact, you can't kill him?"

A string of bells wrapped around the kite's arms flew out and flew around the body. With each flight, the twelve bells will double in size, and the supreme inscriptions on it will become brighter and brighter.

The sound of the bell has an impact on the holy souls of all monks in heaven and hell.

"Soul-Devouring Bell!" Prajna glanced at her.

"boom!"

Yin Yuanchen flew to the hilt of the Witch God Sword, released the Tongtian Dao Realm, and continuously attracted the holy energy of heaven and earth, spreading it from his feet to the sword body, pressing the Zangshan Magic Mirror and Zhang Ruochen to fly straight to the sea.

"Your Holy Dao rules have stopped growing. Even if you burn all your life span, you will not be able to resist the suppression of heaven and earth." In order to kill Zhang Ruochen who burned his life span, Yin Yuanchen also used the forbidden technique, cut his wrist and used his holy blood to activate the Witch God Sword.

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The twelve soul-devouring bells all became the size of a copper bell, connected into a string, and flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

The bell is getting closer.

Listening to Zhang Ruochen's ears, the sound shook the sky and the earth, and the soul was thrilling.

Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth, fighting against the influence of the sound of the Soul-Devouring Bell, while using his strong will to communicate with the seven soul swords in the Qi Sea.

Seeing that the twelve soul-devouring bells were about to hit Zhang Ruochen, suddenly, a slender and beautiful figure appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, condensed into Prajna's face and figure.

"Bang!"

Prajna swung out the Destiny Staff, slashed it on the Soul-Devouring Bell, and beat it backwards.

Prajna's actions were beyond the expectations of all monks.

Standing in the ghost clouds above, Yuan looked even more surprised and incredible.

"The Staff of Destiny determines the wood of the sky. The changes in time and space are divided into two parts of light and darkness."

The destiny staff in Prajna's hand had countless destiny rules flowing, turning into a towering divine tree with light and darkness, supporting the Zangshan Demon Mirror, and also supporting the Witch God Sword and Yin Yuanchen that suppressed the Zangshan Demon Lord.

"Zhang Ruochen, this goddess is here to help you break through the realm and follow me."

Prajna grabbed Zhang Ruochen's big hand and flew away from the Destiny Staff and the Magic Mirror of the Mountain. He stepped on a curved River of Styx under his feet, and took the waves and soared straight into the sky.

The sky is full of clouds and dense ghost patterns, but it is difficult to stop the Styx.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Prajna's clear-cut and breathtakingly beautiful side face, and there was too much shock in his heart. This shock was not so grand or spectacular, but from the subtlety and the depths of his inner emotions.

In front of countless monks in the heaven and hell, countless eyes were watched, and Prajna took the initiative to hold his hand and flew into the clouds with the gloomy wind. This scene was like a dream, too unreal.

In an instant, they had already flew to tens of thousands of feet high.

"court death."

After a brief surprise, Yin Yuanchen took back the Witch God Sword, then pinched the sword technique and pointed to the Styx in the sky.

"Swish!"

The Witch God Sword became so huge again, locking in the breath of Prajna and Zhang Ruochen, and flew away.

Prajna looked back, stopped, and slapped it out with a palm.

The door of the true self was extremely dazzling and appeared in front of her palm, like a shield, colliding heavily with the Witch God Sword.

"Boom!"

In the eyes of the spectators below, the light gate in the sky collided with the giant sword, and a light that was ten times brighter than before burst out. A large number of light waves spread out, shining on the sea area for hundreds of thousands of miles.

A muffled sound came from Prajna's mouth, and he looked back at Zhang Ruochen, a soft color appeared in his eyes, and he slapped him with a palm.

Zhang Ruochen instinctively raised his hand and collided with her palm.

Neither of the two palms had powerful power, but when the two palms were united, the door of the true self was shining brightly, and the Witch God Sword flew back to the sea.

"The true self is in me, the true self is for me."

When Prajna recited this sentence, the door of the true self passed through her graceful body from the palm of her right hand, flew to the palm of her left hand, and was suspended between her and Zhang Ruochen's palms.

The two people's bodies quickly rotated around the gate of the true self.

"No, the goddess is using the gate of the true self to help Zhang Ruochen break through the realm." Yuan exclaimed.

"So what about the goddess? Whoever stops me from killing Zhang Ruochen will die."

The Vaginal Infant's eyes were firm and murderous. His cultivation state had recovered. He controlled the six swords and flew through the air to the gate of the true self.

Whether in heaven or hell, the monks from both sides heard earth-shaking noises.

The attack of the Goddess of Destiny surprised the monks from all sides.

"Zhang Ruochen's rules of holy path have begun to grow again! The power of the true self is so magical?" Luo Shengtian said in shock.
To be continued...