Under Jin Hai's pressure, Xue Tu and Yan Ting were hit by divine power and could only fight back with no power to fight back.

Even at the dangerous moment, Zhang Ruochen still had leisure time and glanced at the Yin Ship in the distance. The divine power fluctuations there were far better than here. It was against the existence of the great god level, and Prajna and Wen Chu could not last long.

This great god came because of Zhang Ruochen, so he naturally wanted to resolve the crisis himself.

Don't implicate others.

"So quickly and quickly."

Zhang Ruochen triggered the mystery of the origin. The original rules between heaven and earth gathered continuously, and a brilliant original light burst out from his body, colliding with the golden sea falling from the sky.

"Boom!"

The boundless golden sea was torn a huge hole open by Zhang Ruochen.

"You go first, leave here to me."

Zhang Ruochen shouted to Xue Tu and Yan Ting.

Yan Ting's eyes showed a look of surprise, looking at Zhang Ruochen who was floating on the water, fighting against the golden Buddha sea. At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was completely different from him who was on the Yin ship before.

"Let's go, my senior brother is indeed very handsome, but don't be obsessed with it."

Xue Tu released a huge stone altar, broke through the Qi Qi lock of the five false gods, and fled with Yan Ting, quickly fleeing away.

Today, the Palace of Nether is intended to kill them all, without leaving any troubles, so naturally they will not let them escape.

One of the first-born pseudo-gods, holding a red thunder hammer, chased him up.

"Crash!"

The electric hammer was swung out, and the sky was filled with red lightning.

Blood Slaughter is not easy. It is extremely fast to escape, and even the defensive power of the huge stone altar is difficult to penetrate even if it is divine lightning. However, the false god is the false god after all, and the closer he pursues it.

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The one-horned false god flew over the huge stone altar. His divine body was larger than the altar, like a divine cloud covering the sky.

Xue Tu and Yan Ting looked up, and the two were swallowed by the shadow of the divine body.

Xue Tu looked up, his heart beat wildly, and said, "It's over!"

"Puff!"

A brilliant sword light slashed from the sky, dividing the body of the false god in the sky into two.

The two halves of the divine corpses turned into two blood clouds that were ten thousand meters long, falling from the sky. The divine blood scattered like raindrops, dyeing a large area of ​​water red.

The one who cut out this sword was not someone else, but Zhang Ruochen who was fighting with Kongzhi.

A sword spans thousands of miles and kills the false gods.

Xue Tu knew that the pseudo-god's vitality was strong and he would never have been killed. So he waved his hand to shoot out a net-shaped king's holy weapon, put half of the gods into the net, dragged it back, and suppressed it with a huge stone altar.

"Return the body of this God."

Behind, half of the corpse with the divine source was restored to its mind, regained its soul, and chased the huge stone altar in front of it.

"You are just half a false god, why are I afraid of the God of War Emperor?"

Xue Tu threw the net-shaped king holy weapon in his hand to Yan Ting, and the mark of the God of War appeared on his eyebrows. A raging divine fire condensed above his head, turning into a sea of ​​fire with a temperature of more than one million, and hitting half of the divine corpse that was catching up.

Yan Ting stood on the huge stone altar and mobilized all her strength to suppress half of the gods in the net, and was shocked. The great god attacked and killed the gods in the holy realm. The experience tonight was enough to remember her for the rest of her life.

Prajna, Zhang Ruochen, and Xue Tu have a sense of energy on their bodies, regardless of their strength of cultivation.

No fear of gods, no fear of heavenly power.

Even if the enemy is far superior to them, they dare to face it and fight.

As the origin rules are mobilized, Zhang Ruochen's combat power is getting stronger and stronger. He truly transforms into the origin messenger. The waters under him turn into a white sea of ​​light, and he fights with the golden sea condensed by Kongzhi, but he is not at a disadvantage.

As for the other three false gods, they were suppressed by Zhang Ruochen under the three supreme holy weapons and could not move.

"White Tiger, help me, I must end the battle as soon as possible."

Zhang Ruochen communicated with the White Tiger of Burial.

However, the White Tiger Burial did not respond, as if she was not by his side at all.

The White Tiger Burial once said that if it were not for the juncture of life and death, you would never take action.

Zhang Ruochen didn't expect it to be so cruel. It was so dangerous tonight, so why can't it be an exception?

"Amitabha!"

Kong Zhi stepped on the lotus, crossed the space, stepped in front of Zhang Ruochen in one step, and patted it with his right hand, and there was a bright Sanskrit in the palm of his palm, containing ancient and mysterious power.

The space around Zhang Ruochen was like a pile of earth and rocks. It collapsed by his palm and his body fell into nothingness.

"How could I be the master of time and space by you?"

Zhang Ruochen spread his arms, and the broken space quickly condensed.

But Kongzhi, the upper part attacked again, pointed out his fingers, and said, "The Unrequited Kong Ming pointed!"

This finger force was like a sharp sword, piercing straight towards it.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen drew circles with both hands, triggering the mind of Wuji, drawing Tai Chi marks, and greeted them from bottom to top.

Kong Zhi's fingertips hit the center of Tai Chi marks, and he suddenly felt the space sinking. Time flies around him quickly, and his face can no longer remain calm.

Zhang Ruochen's move seemed to be more mysterious than magical powers.

He wanted to break free, but was pulled tightly.

Zhang Ruochen wrapped his emptiness into the Tai Chi mark, as if he was put into a bag of time and space, throwing it into the void space. In an instant, he threw it thousands of miles away.

The three false gods who were suppressed under the supreme holy weapon changed their faces one by one.

Who would have thought that Zhang Ruochen was so capable?

Even Kongzhi is not his opponent.

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction of the Yin Ship again, knowing that time was urgent, so he released the god-eating insect from the copper coffin and turned into three swarms of insects, rushing towards the three pseudo-gods.

Then, use the original divine eyes to explore the spatial veins.

The spatial context on the Santu River is very complex, and it is very difficult to use the divine steps.

However, only by using the divine step can we quickly escape from the scope of the divine consciousness exploration of the great god Wentong.

With the cultivation of the great master Wentong, even if the four true gods take action together, it is not enough for him to slap and kill with one hand. If the white tiger in Burial is taking action, it will be difficult to escape death. At most, he will die with the great master Wentong.

The only way Zhang Ruochen could think of was to escape from the scope of the divine consciousness exploration of the great god Wentong as soon as possible, and then returned with the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture" and scare the great god Wentong away.

The Sixth Patriarch could scare the ghost master to bow and dare not be arrogant.

No matter how strong the great master Wentong is, he cannot be stronger than the Ghost Lord. As long as the Sixth Patriarch appears, he can ensure that the crisis can be resolved.

The god-eating insect crawls all over the bodies of the three pseudo-gods. They make strange sounds in their mouths, releasing mental interference, which can prevent the pseudo-gods from self-destructing the divine source. This is the ability that the third generation of god-eating insects possess.

However, the God-Devouring Worm has not yet fully evolved into the third generation, and the mental power released can only affect the dummy gods.

If a monk in the holy realm is here, he will be insane and become crazy in an instant.

The three pseudo-gods screamed and the sound reached the ears of the great god Wentong.

The great god Wentong roared, flew up from the thunder and lightning mountain in the shape of a human head, waved his hand and slapped it out from the air, turning into a large handprint of divine light, falling on the God King Talisman.

"Play!"

In an instant, the God King Talisman had countless cracks and became ragged.

At the same time, a clone flew out from his body and rushed towards the direction where Zhang Ruochen was.

Gu She Huanhuan rushed out of the Yin Ship and intercepted the clone of the great god Wentong.

"Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm is too close to Zhang Ruochen. Do you think he has the opportunity to break the curse and become a god-level figure in the future?"

The clone of the great god Wentong is no different from the true body. Its divine power is vast and its aura is surging.

"The great god has already made a decision to kill all of us, so why bother to say so much nonsense?"

The crimson-red devil energy surged from Gu She Huanhuan's feet, and in an instant, it spread thousands of miles, with countless regular divine patterns flowing on the snow-white skin.

The clone of the master Wen Tong looked contemptuous and punched him out with one punch.

"Boom!"

The devil energy of the undead was broken by the force of the fist. The fist became as huge as the stars, and hit Gush Huanhuan's delicate body. Suddenly, the regular divine patterns broke one after another, and the snow-white skin seemed to turn into broken ceramics, with dense blood patterns appearing.

Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm mainly practices the demon body and has a strong body. However, with the cultivation level of Gushe Huanhuan's true god, he was almost hit by the clone of the great god Wentong to burst his body.

"A mere true god who has not even cultivated the world of the Divine Realm dares to challenge me?"

On the other end, the master Wen Tong took action and bounced it out with one finger.

"Bang!"

A series of divine powers surged out at the fingertips, turning into ripples and impacting Prajna. Suddenly, Prajna, which was collecting the stone sword, exploded and opened, turning into a ball of blood mist.
To be continued...