In the underworld, seven left Chunqiu looked coldly at Yan Chuan and his party in front of the Central Palace!

"Yin Hentian! You can finally escape today!" Zuo Chunqiu showed a hint of sneer.

Zombie Yan Chuan said: "Zuo Chunqiu, I'm very curious. You want to kill the Chongtong clan of the same clan to increase yourself. Then, if your Zuo family members are dead, will your strength increase?"

"Hmph, who said that other people in the Zuo family also have the Double Pupil bloodline?" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

"Oh?" The zombie Yan Chuan was slightly stunned.

"The rest of the Zuo family were all adopted by me at the beginning. So I am the only one who has double pupils!" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

As he said that, he looked at the square and said, "I won't say much nonsense. Yan Chuan, you and Yin Hentian, be ready to die!"

The zombie Yan Chuan sneered slightly and said, "Whoever dies is not sure! Saint? In the past, I look at your strength and mobilize the power of the great power of the heaven and earth. It is the peak of the 11th level of the Ancestral Immortal. It is still one line short of the 12th level of the heaven!"

"So what? I have seven! So soon, there are ten in the world!" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

"You forgot that the Ghost Tathagata in the Nether Sea was just the eleventh Heaven of the Ancestral Immortal!" Yan Chuan said coldly.

"They are both the eleventh heavens, how can he compare with me?" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

The Ghost Tathagata had just entered the eleventh Heaven of the Ancestral Immortal, and Zuo Chunqiu mobilized the power of the great power of heaven and earth, and was already at the peak of the eleventh Heaven, only one line away from the twelfth Heaven.

"Yes, he is not as good as you, but this is not the Nether Sea. This is my Dazhen, my home court! The people of Dazhen are obeying orders. I need your strength and others to raise your right hand and borrow my strength!" Yan Chuan shouted loudly.

Above the sea of ​​luck, the statue of Yanchuan suddenly turned into an eighteen-clawed luck golden dragon.

"hold head high!"

The golden dragon of luck roared the sky, and Yan Chuan's voice quickly followed the sound of the dragon's roar and reached the fourteenth territory of the underworld.

Today's Dazhen is no longer the same as before. Even though there are still countless people who are unwilling to accept it, most of them are enough.

"The voice of the Holy King? Need to borrow power?"

"Rise your right hand!"

"Who is the Holy King fighting against? Isn't he a saint?"

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Amid countless curiosities, countless cultivators raised their right hands and their power was instantly drained.

Then, endless golden energy from all directions rushed straight to Daqin City.

"hold head high!"

The eighteen-clawed lucky golden dragon chanted, dragging countless forces from the world toward the zombie Yanchuan.

Zombie Yan Chuan spread his arms.

"Bang!"

A pair of huge dragon bones and giant wings emerged, spitting out two blood-colored fangs, instantly combining with the eighteen-clawed lucky golden dragon.

"boom!"

The entire sky above Daqin City was shaking, and a storm swept across the zombie Yanchuan.

"The power of the great world?" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

All seven spring and autumn showed disdain.

Even if we mobilize the great power of the world, so what?

"Destroy!"

One of them, Zuo Chunqiu, slapped the zombie Yan Chuan with a palm.

With a palm carrying the power of the great power of heaven and earth, countless pieces were suddenly knocked out of the void.

"roar!"

The zombie Yan Chuan instantly rushed towards Zuo Chunqiu.

"boom!"

The strong body suddenly hit Zuo Chunqiu's giant palm, and the giant palm trembled suddenly, collapsed and dissipated.

"The seventh level of the Ancestral Immortal Heaven? Mobilizes the power of the Great World, and its power has reached this level?" Zuo Chunqiu's eyes turned cold.

"snort!"

The zombie Yan Chuan slapped his wings and his figure once again rushed straight into Zuo Chunqiu's group like a stream of light.

Staring at Zuo Chunqiu, the zombie Yan Chuan slapped it with a brazen palm, and a dark evil spirit in his palm suddenly hit Zuo Chunqiu's palm.

"boom!"

The two of them faced each other, and Zuo Chunqiu suddenly stepped back.

"What a great force!" Zuo Chunqiu said in surprise.

Although the zombie Yan Chuan is powerful and powerful enough to be comparable to himself, Yan Chuan's foundation is too thin after all, only the seventh level of heaven, and now he can only suppress one Zuo Chunqiu at most, but there are more than one here, a total of seven.

"Let's move together!" Zuo Chunqiu shouted.

"good!"

"boom!"

A group of Zuo Chunqiu fought against the zombie Yan Chuan together.

At this moment, above the sea of ​​luck, the statues of gods suddenly turned into golden dragons and rushed into the place where Dazhen's ministers below.

"boom!"

The first one is Bai Qi.

Lucky was shrouded in luck, Bai Qi stepped out and rushed to the battlefield.

"Kill the Golden Body!" Bai Qi shouted loudly.

"boom!"

Bai Qi and Zhou Che suddenly enveloped a golden giant, Bai Qi merged with him, and the big sword in his hand slashed at a saint not far away.

Bai Qi's sword was fierce, tearing the void apart, and instantly appeared on the back of a saint.

The saint was besieging Yan Chuan, and suddenly his back attacked, and his hair was rising up all over his body. He turned his head and blocked it with a sword.

"boom!"

The swords collided, and the void suddenly burst out of a large piece of broken space.

Bai Qi returned without success, but the saint on the opposite side was unable to suppress Bai Qi.

"What? Impossible, Bai Qi, your power? How could it be improved so much?" Zuo Chunqiu exclaimed.

I remember that when I fought against Ghost Tathagata last time, Bai Qi's strength was barely able to withstand a Tathagata of the tenth heavens. But now, Bai Qi's power has reached the point of defeating the eleventh heavens? How could this happen?

"Kill the golden body!" Wang Jian and Meng Tian shouted.

Zhou Che, the two of them, also appeared in a giant shroud, like Bai Qi, but it was a little weaker than Bai Qi's killing golden body.

Meng Yi, Jin Dayu, and Gai Youwang also conform to the way of heaven. Fierce aura gushed out.

Dazhen's peerless generals bravely surrounded one of the saints.

"How long has your power been improved so much?" the saint exclaimed.

"You should be satisfied if we are the generals of Dazhen, you will be surrounded and killed as a saint!" Bai Qi said coldly.

The former boundary of the sky and the space-time battle arena arranged by Hongjun is enough for a hundred years to go further.

"boom!"

A group of fierce generals rushed towards the saint.

The sudden appearance of the Great Zhen general changed the faces of Zuo Chunqiu.

"Overbial ability!"

Suddenly, another saint turned around and wanted to kill Bai Qi and others.

"The Heavenly Vein of the Soldier, Break the Sky!" A sudden scream came from a valley not far away.

"boom!"

A vast way of heaven soars straight into the sky, the heavenly vein of soldiers.

Under the sky, the heavenly vein of the soldiers seemed to be divided into two, one still rushed straight into the sky, while the other one slashed vertically, rushing straight into the saint.

The sudden threat changed the saint's face. In a hurry, the saint quickly blocked it with his sword.

"boom!"

The Heavenly Vein of the Soldier collided with it with a bang, and the void shocked again.

The saint took a step back and looked at the valley not far away in surprise.
To be continued...