The leader of the Meteorological Temple, Fang Mofeng, has broken ninety-nine yoke, and is the top powerhouse in the hundred spheres.

He has two towering bulges on his back, like a camel's hump, his hands clasped on his belly, and his mouth spit out a bright star-like glow, spilling on the vast purple ocean.

Xia Guang, I really want red, silver, and white silk threads intertwined and integrated with the sea water.

Fang Mofeng is using his own essence to communicate with Meteor Armor.

Only by finding the armor of the meteor can we find the body of Zuo Mu Shengjun, otherwise, let alone Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu, even if the great saint who lives in a dead world comes, there is nothing he can do.

The shadow of killing is just the killing will and spirit of Zuo Musheng Jun, combined with Shura's fighting spirit, to condense. Although the shadow of killing has nearly half the battle power of half respect, but it is not the body.

"Boom."

Xinghuixiaguang resonated with the meteoric armor, quickly converging towards one of the purple oceans.

"There, that's where Zuo Mu Shengjun is."

Fang Mofeng conveyed his voice to Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu.

Almost instantly, Zhang Ruochen's right foot showed a dense mysterious pattern of mysterious mystery, and the soles of his feet were flushed with crimson flames, where they converged toward Xinghui Xiaguang, and suddenly suppressed.

Before the feet fell, the purple sea subsided first.

"Wow."

A purple meteor with a length of more than 2,000 meters broke through the sea and flew out, colliding severely with Zhang Ruochen's left foot.

One purple and one red, the two forces of hedging shook the air and bowed into two arcs.

The purple meteorite and Zhang Ruochen were in mid-air. They froze for a while, then separated, one flying up and the other falling down.

The shore of the purple ocean, the meteor temple and the holy holy ghost are all surprised.

"Zhang Ruochen has the fighting power against Zuo Mu Shengjun Chamber?"

"Legend that Zhang Ruochen's leg was the leg of a deity cut by the moon god, and it was refined with his leg. It was a **** leg."

"How noble and holy is the moon god, and the spiritual show of Zhong Tiandi has made countless gods in heaven and **** fascinated by it, but no man can take heart. How could he be so junior to Zhang Ruochen?

There are rumors that the **** of war in the late Middle Ages suffered a mortal situation, so after she disappeared, all the monks in heaven and **** thought she had fallen.

However, one hundred thousand years later, she returned to heaven alive.

Because of this, various speculations have been raised.

Some people speculate that this matter is likely to be related to a giant figure in the **** world. It is just that the strength of the giant is too terrible, and no one dares to criticize it on the bright side.

Zhang Ruochen had been flying upwards for more than a hundred miles before the impact of the purple meteorite was resolved, and his left leg was a little numb.

"Just now, I attacked from top to bottom, and the dark star pulled me, which could strengthen my strength and make me occupy a huge advantage, but it can only compete with him. This battle, Not easy to fight. "

It's not easy to fight, you have to fight.

Zhang Ruochen ran the holy spirit in his body for a week, and the numbness in his left leg disappeared.

"Oh!"

His body turned into a golden mang and flew down.

After falling more than 2,000 meters long, the purple meteorite fell into the shape of Sheng Mu Zuojun. The meteor became armor.

Zuo Musheng fell to the sea, quickly stabilized his body, and glanced towards the seaside Fang Mofeng, Yan Hanyu, Mo Yan, and other great saints. He snorted: "All the holy vessels of the king have been initially refined You just want to take it back? "

A wave of the sleeves, the purple sea, set off a wave of hundreds of feet high.

The water waves, condensed by the rules of the Cause, carry the horrific killing spirit of Zuo Mu Shengjun.

"Booming."

Seventeen saints were already injured, and when the seal was impacted, the holy blood was burned, and none of them could exert their peak combat power. They were hit by the water and they all flew out.

Among them, there are three immortal ghost clan masters, the palm prints condensed by the water waves, the ghosts are broken and turned into three dark ghost clouds. Although not dead, it is impossible to recover from injuries without years of cultivation.

The other saints were also wounded and injured.

Only Fang Mofeng was able to remain standing against the water waves.

Earlier, when Zhang Ruochen launched his attack, the Emperor Yu separated 100,000 mental thoughts and condensed into 100,000 figures. In the middle of the air, he stood into a horizontal circle, covering a land of 100 miles.

One hundred thousand mental forces are thinking about the figure, doing the same action as the deity, and drawing the same inscription of the formation method.

The inscription of the formation method was burned, and a dazzling brilliance bloomed in the air. The 100,000 inscriptions of the array method resonated and connected with each other to form a large circle of nine-pin array.

"Jiu Pin Wan Ling array."

The Emperor Yu used the seven-star ghost lotus as an array of eyes and combined it with the Jiupin All-spirit array. A beautiful figure, standing in the center of the ghost lotus, a large array of hundreds of miles in diameter turned up and fell quickly.

Feeling the coercion of the formation method and the Supreme Holy Artifact, Zuo Mu Shengjun had to re-examine the Emperor Yu, his expression became dignified, and he jumped forward three times in a row.

Every time he jumps, his body will increase several times.

After the third jump, Zuo Mu Shengjun's body became the size of a mountain. The arms of the praying mantis legs were lifted up, hitting two Shura beams of war gas, and soared into the sky.

"Booming."

With the rapid rotation of the formation, the two pillars of war light were crushed, and the palace-sized Qixing Ghost Lotus was suppressed on the body of Zuo Mu Shengjun, and the supreme power fell like a waterfall.

Above the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, Nine Ghost Soul Burns erupted at the feet of the Emperor Yu, combined with the power of the Supreme to refine the Zuo Mu Shengjun below.

"Life and death are helpless."

The Emperor Yu took out the dementor flute and fluttered her clothes, playing a melodious Xiaoqu.

Under the glow of ghost fire, Yuhuang's figure is soft and slender, with bumps and fines, and her hair is flying, like a divine fairy, immersed in a wonderful tune.

The sound of the flute sounded like a natural sound, pleasing and beautiful, and intoxicating.

However, Zhang Ruochen knew that the Xiaoqu was a terrible "Dead Sacrifice", which attacked the monks' five senses, holy spirits, and spiritual will.

At the beginning, when the Emperor Yu's mental strength had not yet reached the sixty-fourth stage, playing flute can affect Zhang Ruochen and Qian Wenjing, the great saint Shen Nansheng.

Nowadays, when the mental strength is greatly improved, the flute is naturally more terrifying.

Zuo Mu Shengjun whose spiritual power is sealed must be severely affected.

"Oh!"

The killing shadow of Zuo Mu Shengjun issued a long howl, turned into a shadow, rushed into the Jiu Pin Wan Ling array, and wanted to attack the Emperor Yu standing in the center of the ghost lotus.

"Wow."

A whip flew down from above and slammed on the shadow of killing, sending out a thunderous thunder.

It was Zhang Ruochen, who was hurried back, and made a ghost whip.

The shadow of the killing was rolled out by the whip of the ghost head, and with a wave of his arm, a series of killing flying swords flew out from the palm of his hand.

There are a total of seven handles, one connected to the other, and devouring the dazzling Jianmang.

Zhang Ruochen's figure flipped in the void, and the ten golden wings were like indestructible golden swords, and all the flying seven-swords of killing swords were cut off and reverted to the gaseous state.

"Oh!"

Zhang Ruochen turned into a golden light, rushed to the shadow of the killing, his hands forming a palm print.

"Well."

The sound of the dragon elephant and mingling broke out with the palm of the hand.

Just a breath, Zhang Ruochen threw thirteen dragon elephants in a row, one palm stronger than the other. When the thirteen palms "Dragon Elephant Destroyed" was hit, his power accumulated to the peak and his body burned like a copper furnace in the scorching sun.

"Boom", the shadow of the killing was blown up by Zhang Ruochen like a balloon.

Although the shadow of killing has nearly half the power of the deity, it needs the deity to control it. At this moment, Zuo Mu Shengjun's deity was suppressed by the Emperor Yu's Nine Pins and All Spirits, and his spiritual will was corroded by the "Dead Sacrifice", and the power of the shadow of killing fell naturally.

After the shadow of killing was destroyed, Zuo Mu Shengjun's will to kill was damaged.

The deity, who was suppressed under the Qixing Ghost Lotus, shook violently, with a terrifying roar in his mouth: "You ... dead ... dead ... dead ..."

Three words of "death" roared in succession, and the purple sea set off a triple wave.

The sea water rolled up and rushed into the sky from the edge of the Jiupin Spiritual Formation. The waves became ten feet high, hundred feet high, and thousand feet high ...

"Boom."

The Jiu Pin Wan Ling burst into purple water and shattered it. The sea water turned into thousands of ferocious beasts, and rushed towards the center of the Emperor Yu, making bursts of howling.

Some into pterosaurs, some into three tigers, and some into red eyes wolves ...

"Well."

The formation was broken, and Yu Huang spit out blood.

She had suffered a minor injury before. At this moment, the injury was further aggravated, her mental strength was severely damaged, and her face became pale and dead.

Although the sea monster rushed in from all directions, she still tried her best to urge Qixing Guilian to suppress Zuo Mu Shengjun below.

The sea monsters are getting closer and closer, their figures cover the sky, and there is a tendency for the beasts to divide their bodies.

"Wow--"

In the front line of life and death, Zhang Ruochen finally arrived and flew over the Qixing Guilian, his body was burning, and a million times of masculinity burst out.

Both palms hit at the same time. Suddenly, thousands of dragon shadows and countless elephant shadows flew out of the palms, making a humming sound of dragons and elephants.

The beasts of seawater coming from all directions were all shattered, turned into tide, and quickly receded.

Zuo Mu Shengjun, who was suppressed under the Qixing Ghost Lotus, took this opportunity to change his body into a slender stream, free from the suppression of the Supreme Power, and flew up from the east of Ghost Lotus.

The stream was like a winding sky-knife, making a harsh sound of breaking wind, and chopped to the Emperor Yu.

The Emperor Yu waved a dementor flute and hit the stream against her body. The body could not bear the powerful force, and once again spit out a holy blood, like a scarecrow, flew backward.

Regarding strength, the Emperor Yu is not prominent among the top powerhouses.

The eleventh place ranking is based on the sanctuary of the third grade, plus the status of the mages and runes. If you give her enough time to arrange a matrix, or draw a rune, even if Xun and Yanhong Dasheng meet her, it will be a big loss.

"Wow."

The streams quickly merged together, condensing the shape of Shengmu Zuojun, wearing a purple armor, and flew towards the Emperor Yu, wanting to remove her first, and then slowly clean up Zhang Ruochen.

Just now, Emperor Yu's Jiu Pin Wan Ling array and "Dead Sacrifice" made Zuo Mu Shengjun quite tricky and suffered some dark injuries.

Zhang Ruochen ventured into the exhibition space and appeared in front of Zuo Mu Shengjun, intercepting him.

"Take me a punch."

Zhang Ruochen punched out, and a rolling Tianhe appeared around his body. The combination of boxing strength and the rules of truth burst out ten times the attack power.

"The Promise of the Promise."

Zuo Mu Sheng Jun noticed something bad and put his hands together.

At this moment, it was a vast and boundless purple ocean, shrunk to the palms of the two hands, forming a circular mark, and colliding with the Luoshui boxing method played by Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom."

Once the ten times attack power is stimulated, even Zuo Mu Shengjun cannot resist it.

The Promise Emperor's Nether Seal was broken by a boxing boxing, and his punches collided with Zuo Mu Shengjun's hands, two liquid palms, and the liquid Eucharist burst with a bang.

Zuo Mu Shengjun turned into a purple rain, shattered into tens of billions of raindrops, each raindrop contains a rule of the Cause.

The Emperor Yu, who fell to the ground, exhaled slightly, and said, "Is it finally over?"

Fang Mofeng sent a message to the two with his spiritual power: "Don't take it lightly, Zuo Mu Shengjun is definitely not dead. He was born from the universe where the universe originated, Haishi Star Field, and was born of a cloud of purple rain. The road to cultivation. He can be integrated into space, and the Holy Spirit can be integrated into every drop of purple rain. "

"The purple water will not die, and he will not die."

"If the space doesn't break, he won't die."

"In the beginning, the Temple of Destiny captured him, and it took a lot of effort."

"It turned out to be the purple rain of space recorded in The Secret of Time and Space." Zhang Ruochen showed a stunned color.

According to the record of the monk Sumi, there is a place of origin in the universe where it rains all year round. It is the seven-color rain, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. Where the seven-color rain falls, a new spatial structure will be automatically generated.

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

The space was supposed to be seven colors, but only after the seven colors were combined into one, it became no color.

The purple rain on the ground all melted into the space and disappeared.

The Emperor Yu saw this weird scene, only felt that the vest was cold, and said, "How else can I fight? Zuo Mu Shengjun is simply an invincible enemy."

The fourteen great saints of the ghost family saw that the situation was not good, turned into a ghost spirit, escaped the dark star, and disappeared into the dark and boundless space.

Zuo Mu Shengjun's long laughter sounded on the dark star. There was no fixed place for the voice, saying: "You two can destroy my second form and break my first form. It can also be regarded as a thousand years in hell. Since then, the two most outstanding handsome. Unfortunately, you still have a long way to go to kill Ben. "

"Now, I will give you a way to live, don't get involved in the meteor temple, and get out of the dark star immediately. Otherwise, if you continue to fight, you must be dead."

Emperor Yu's gaze turned to Zhang Ruochen, and secretly said, "How does my emperor feel, he is a little guilty and wants to scare us intentionally."

"Although he is said to be immortal, the shadow of killing, the first form, and the second form have been shattered one after another ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ has been weakened a lot. Perhaps, it is not true immortality." Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Yu said: "Our mental strength is all sixty-four. How can only you perceive that his breath is weakening?"

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

Emperor Yu was badly hurt. In fact, he did not want to fight against such strange enemies as Zuo Musheng. However, when he heard Zhang Ruochen's so calm and confident voice, he suddenly became confident.

The more this time, the more unable to retreat.

...

At this point, the two streamers flew from far to near to the fringe of Dark Star III.

When they stopped, they formed two silhouettes, a handsome and energetic, and a beautiful beauty, just Prajna and Boundless.

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