The Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Beads escaped from Wuwang's palms and floated to a position dozens of feet away.

"Wow—"

Hundreds of the Great Sage of the Nether Clan stood in different directions behind Wujiang, like the sacred heavens, who tried their best to mobilize the Nether Qi, shot out from their hands, turned into beams of light, and injected into Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi beads.

moment.

The Ten Thousand Curses Dzi beads burst out with dazzling light, reflecting the space of thousands of miles.

At the same time, under Wujiang's leadership, the great saints of the Nether Clan recited the mantra of the "Blood-Devouring Curse" in unison.

The Blood-Devouring Curse is one of the six most terrifying curse methods of the Nether Clan. It can silently take away the blood from the living creatures and turn it into a mummy.

On the seventh Dark Star, most of the Great Saint Tiannu are blood and qi creatures.

At this moment, they were horrified and found that their bodies were quickly shriveling, becoming weaker and weaker, and the blood in their bodies was uncontrolled and they were lost wildly. But they didn't know where they had lost it?

"Blood-swallowing curse! It's the blood-swallowing curse..."

"There is no way to resist, I can only wait for death. This kind of spell is simply the nemesis of the blood and qi creature...ah... I'm not willing to... I just die like this, I'm really unwilling to..."

All the Great Saint Tiannu were in panic.

The Great Sage of the Stone Clan and the Dead Clan all showed a shocked expression when they saw this scene.

The Great Sage Yuanfei sighed: "The Blood-Devouring Curse is the best weapon to kill Tiannu. It seems that the points here must be taken away by the Nether Clan."

"Wujiang's cultivation level is even better than before, otherwise he would not be able to control the Ten Thousand Mantras Dzi beads under the blessings of hundreds of great saints." Another great saint of the Dead Clan's Hundred Shackle Realm, said this.

The Great Sage Yuanfei nodded and said, "Wujiang's cultivation has reached its peak. This time he comes with the great momentum, no one can stop him."

Wujiang's current cultivation and realm are the level that Yuan Fei's great sage has always dreamed of reaching.

Unfortunately, there is a gap between people.

With just Wujie's physique with thousands of hands and eyes, Yuan Fei is only two or three points short of Yuan Fei's Great Sage. What's more, Wujie's Master is an extremely great existence in the Nether Palace, which also makes Yuan Fei's Great Sage out of reach.

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei sighed again.

"Wow—"

A colorful light appeared on the dark star, forming a circle and spreading in all directions.

One by one, the great saints, Tiannu, took action to penetrate the power in their bodies into the colorful circle.

The colorful circles became brighter and brighter, releasing the powerful supreme power, and the entire space became boiling.

"How could there be fluctuations in the power of the Supreme?"

"Can Tiannu still control a supreme holy weapon?"

All the monks from the upper three tribes changed their faces.

"Swish!"

A colorful holy sword flew out of the circle, carrying a brilliant rain of light and slashing towards the Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi beads.

The sword edge and the Dzi beads are fighting each other.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of the Great Sages of the Underworld Clan also shook their bodies and flew backwards together.

Among them, Wuwang, who was the main controller of the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead, made a muffled sound from his mouth, his face turned pale, and he threw it back more than ten miles away.

The violent wave of supreme power swept across hundreds of miles, forcing the Dead and Stone Clan's Great Sage to take care of themselves.

"It's the colorful stone sword!"

"How could the colorful stone sword, the most powerful person in the stone clan, be taken away by Tiannu?"

"The colorful stone sword is in the hands of the Emperor Leong. How can it change hands? It is impossible, absolutely impossible."

...

Just when the monks of the upper three tribes were shocked and in a chaotic moment, dozens of Tiannu flew out of the dark stars and rushed towards them.

These dozens of Tiannu had ferocious faces and murderous eyes, and were burning the essence of life and bursting out with extreme speed.

Prajna, who had just arrived back, stood on the Styx River, and happened to see this scene, and immediately shouted: "Get back! Go back quickly and set a distance from them. They are going to explode the holy source and die with you."

The great saints of the upper three tribes were all frightened to the point of being ashamed.

Some fled desperately.

Some released their mental power, trying to suppress the spiritual will of dozens of Tiannu and prevent them from self-destructing. Unfortunately, the mental power released was shaken by the sword energy emitted from the colorful stone sword.

"It's too late! Today, you all have to die...haha..."

"Die together."

"You must kill all the things in the world of hell, but we can only burn our jades and stones."

Dozens of Tiannu laughed wildly and rushed into the area where the great saints of the upper three clans gathered the most.

"Rumbling."

A earth-shaking voice rang out.

Their holy source and immortal holy body exploded and released dozens of devastating forces.

From a distance, it looks like a bunch of fireworks in the night sky, reflecting the dark and boundless world like daylight, gorgeous and beautiful.

The terrifying energy spread thousands of miles away.

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi stood three thousand miles away, but were still shaken by layers of shock waves, making their bodies sway and unstable. It is conceivable how energy is condensed in the central area of ​​the self-destruction.

"Wujiang is too rash. Such a radical attack on the Seventh Dark Star will definitely backfire. Boiling the frog in warm water may be a better way."

Luo Qi sighed quietly, feeling worthless for those great saints in the hell who died tragically.

It was Wuwang's wrong decision that killed them.

Dozens of great saints exploded at the same time, and the devastating energy formed was too powerful. At this moment, the area at the center was still in chaos, with various forces intertwined, and the light of light of light was everywhere.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Wujiang underestimated Tiannu's strength and determination, and would also wipe out more than 700 great saints. It's too easy to see. And..."

After pondering for a moment, he said, "How could the five-colored stone sword fall into the hands of Emperor Chi?"

Just now, the person who controls the five-colored stone sword must be the Chi Emperor.

Other Tiannu cannot control such powerful power.

Luo Yi's two eyebrows frowned deeply and said, "Even the colorful stone sword is lost, I'm afraid the Emperor of Len is in danger. These troubles are so great!"

Yes.

There is so much trouble!

Emperor Chi was originally a powerful man in a life of death. He was unmatched in the battlefield of hunting the sky.

There is an extra supreme holy weapon, which is like a tiger adding wings.

Who dares to provoke him?

In the dark space not far from the Seventh Dark Star, there was a tragic scene, with more than 200 great saints of the upper three tribes, with their bodies incomplete and floating in the void.

Among them, the Great Sage of the Nether Clan suffered the most heavy losses because it was closest to the Dark Star.

Some great saints of the stone clan had their bodies broken into stones; some great saints of the underworld had their immortal bodies exploded and turned into a black dark energy; some great saints of the dead clan had only one arm and one head left.

"The "Virtual and Real"!"

At the first moment, the Great Sage Yuanfei unfolded the supreme holy weapon of the Dead Clan and turned it into a thousand-mile volume, wrapping all the great saints of the Hell Realm in it, so as not to launch a second round of suicide attacks.

Other great saints of the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm are very alert. They escaped from the death range of Tiannu's self-destruction and were almost unharmed.

At this moment, they all supported the king's holy weapons and formed one defensive force after another.

The great sage has strong vitality, especially the great sage in the Hundred Shackle Realm. Even if the immortal body is broken, it will not die, and its cultivation will not fall to the Holy King Realm.

There are only thirty-four great saints of the upper tribe who were self-destructed by Tiannu.

The gravel floating in the void slowly gathered together and condensed into the stone body again.

The black dark energy gradually gathered under the urging of the holy source to form a human-shaped outline.

A head of the Dead Clan Great Sage grows tentacles, forming a neck, chest, hands, and legs, gradually turning into a complete body.

Of course, they suffered such severe injuries and were seriously injured, so they could not fully recover in a short period of time.

Wujiang looked at the shocking scene in front of him, his eyes were slightly lost, and then he showed an angry expression again, saying, "A group of prey is so hateful. I want to kill you all."

Falling to Zhang Ruochen will make Wujiang's state of mind appear in huge flaws, and his mood will never be able to calm down.

This time he had made great progress in his cultivation. He thought he could sweep the battlefield of the sky hunting, but after suffering such a big loss in the first battle, his emotions were naturally more radical.

"Crazy."

The water of the Styx swept over and stopped Wuwang who wanted to commit suicide into the Dark Star alone.

Wujiang looked back and his eyes fell on Prajna, saying, "Let me go, I want to avenge the dead monk."

"Calm down first. The Chi Emperor is now in charge of the Supreme Holy Artifact, and hundreds of great saints gathered on the Dark Star. What's the difference between you going to die now?"
To be continued...