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"Even if you step into the divine realm, in my dark array, you are destined to be suppressed."

Wu Jiang's eyes were cold and frost-like, and his mental power was released, igniting the formation inscription of the dark array. Suddenly, the metal mountains on the ground rushed up quickly, like the towering giants, and went to the Prajna.

The brothers without borders are the priests of formation.

For those who can become spiritual masters, most of their spiritual powers are above 80th level, and the refining pattern is enough to kill the true god.

Moreover, Wujiang not only became a **** of martial arts, but also reached the 70th level of spiritual power, which is enough for the Dark Array to explode its due strength.

The center of dozens of metal mountains exudes five-color brilliance.

"Boom!"

The five-color supreme power and sword spirit shattered all the mountains.

Prajna's peerless posture rushed out of the gravel, holding a colorful stone sword and slashing out a dozen arcs of sword arc.

Wujiang took off, his fingers pinched out his hands, and a dark, ruinous light flew out of the black electric lines on his eyebrows.

The space violently shakes where the beam passes.

"Boom!"

After the two attacks collided, a powerful shock wave erupted, and both Zhang Ruochen and the Nine-tooth Wolf God in the world of the scroll were shocked out.

Although Prajna and Wujiang entered the realm of the gods first, they were the realm of the lower gods, but their accumulation before becoming gods was all representative of the Yuanhui level.

Stepping into the divine realm is the strongest of the true gods.

It's just that the aftermath of their fight is not that Zhang Ruochen and the Nine Tooth Wolf God will be able to resist.

"What a powerful force, the Holy Realm and the Divine Realm are indeed very different." Zhang Ruochen said.

The nine-tooth wolf **** put a pair of copper bell-sized eyes full of contempt and said: "Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen, Luo Qi, Gu Shejing, Ban Ruo, the woman who is close to you, all stepped into the realm of God, Don’t you feel ashamed to be a strong man among the true gods? Don’t you think you are not good enough for them?”

"What's your business?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"You know, even the deity is not as blessed as you? The **** is of course jealous. The more I look at you, the more angry I am. Kill!"

Nine-tooth wolf **** will be very honest, he will say what he wants in his heart, and then, he will control the phantom of the **** Zhangwol and attack Zhang Ruochen.

At the same time, his feet released a lot of thunder and lightning, which turned into a sea of ​​electricity, covering Zhang Ruochen with it, destroying the eternal world layer by layer.

It is as easy as breaking the ruined Daotian defense and killing him.

"Boom!"

Thousand-footed **** wolf ghost shadow hit Feizangshan magic mirror with one claw, and collided with Zhang Ruochen's palm print, knocked Zhang Ruochen back more than a hundred miles away. Then, chased by victory, one claw after another.

The battle between Prajna and Wujiang is more intense, and the divine power in the body is more than ten times better than the nine-tooth wolf **** realm. Every impact, the aftermath of the divine power, spread like a mountain and a tsunami, spreading throughout the world.

"The palms of life and death in all hands."

Wujiang stands in the kingdom of the underworld, surrounded by white bone mountains, dark cities, and red rivers. Ten thousand palms fly out from behind. In the sky, it turns into ten thousand palm clouds.

Wujiang has a special physique and omnipotent eyes. This is the fundamental reason why he can be regarded as a disciple by the darkest temple's oldest existence.

"The Styx went three thousand miles."

Prajna is graceful, with long hair waggling, with a stick in one hand and pinching fingers out in the other.

A winding Styx, condensed around her delicate body, hovered upwards, and made a sound of "Wala Lala", and rushed towards the falling palm clouds.

The river is three thousand miles long, and death qi covers the entire world of the picture.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The palm cloud is constantly cracking and can't fall on Prajna.

Wujiang's eyes were fierce and his hands spread out. In the kingdom of the underworld, a dark city with a length of three hundred miles flew up. The wall of huge stones piled up was filled with a pole flag. There were thousands of dead souls shouting in the city.

What he cultivated was the "Ming Kingdom Volume" and "Ming Zu Volume" in the eight volumes of "Ming Shu".

Each volume is comparable to the Tiangong Collection on the "Tai Yi Shen Gong List".

The kingdom of the underworld is the cultivation of the "Netherworld Scroll", which has the power to resist the door of the true self, and is the most proud means of Wujiang.

The dark city was depressed, and even Prajon felt the pressure.

She put the stick of destiny on the ground, her hands sealed.

Suddenly, the light of the scepter became stronger, and it became bigger and bigger, propped up the dark city that was pressed down, and constantly absorbed the dark power into the stick, transforming it into its own power.

Immediately afterwards, Prajna took out a greenish-brown disc and struck at Wujiang suspended in midair.

This disc, named "Fate Sky Plate", is a treasure of fate that is not weaker than the stick of fate.

The sky of destiny rises with the wind, becomes ten feet in size, and rotates rapidly, distorting the space of the picture world filled with the inscriptions of the formation, sinking inward, and showing a space crack.

If she performed this trick in the starry sky, the sky of fate was enough to destroy a starry sky, and all the stars would be turned into fragments.

"There are so many holy sacrificial objects and secret treasures on her body, enough to resist the dark array, it is really difficult to deal with."

Wujiang tried his best to mobilize the power of the Dark Array, condensing a miniature black hole in front of him, blocking the sky of fate attacked.

"Give me!" he yelled.

In the miniature black hole, there is a trace of black formation inscription, entwining the sky of destiny.

"It's worthy of the formation made by the Array Master, and it can actually suppress the fate of the fate." Ban Ruo's face slightly changed, very decisive, stepping on the Stygian foot, holding the colorful stone sword, and attacked the miniature black hole with his real body.

"Uh!"

The colorful stone sword is the supreme holy weapon, each sword is powerful.

In the end, Prajna cut through the miniature black hole, collected the fate of heaven, and attacked Wujiang again.

Wujiang retreated quickly, igniting the power of the Dark Array, dissolving the venerable sword of Phan Ruo with a sneer: "His Royal Highness is indeed the strongest goddess of the temple of Destiny, the admiration of the borderless pity, but you are a jewel, why do you want Choose a Zhang Ruochen destined not to be a god?"

"You don't deserve to know why."

Behind the Prajna, the gate of the true self is suspended, against the borderless kingdom of the underworld and the dark array.

Wujiang said again: "The God admits that even in the dark array, it is an extremely difficult thing to suppress you. However, His Royal Highness Don't forget, there is Zhang Ruochen in the array. How long do you think Zhang Ruochen lasted? ?"

really.

Hearing this, Prajna couldn't help but show concern, and looked at Zhang Ruochen.

A pseudo-god like the Nine-Tooth Wolf God General definitely has the power to kill Yuanhui-level geniuses. Nowadays, Zhang Ruochen is suppressed by the power of the Dark Array and is trapped in the Array. The space to escape is limited, which is very dangerous.

"You must break through the dark map as soon as possible and get out of the world of the scroll."

Prajna had just given birth to this thought, and an extremely dangerous perception came.

It turned out that Wujiang deliberately said that to distract her.

At this moment Wujiang propped up the light and shadow of the ancestor of the **** of darkness, swallowed the air of the world, and vomited the light of darkness, as if the ancestor of the ancestor was born.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of formation inscriptions were punched out on the ground, turned into hair-like slender vines, wrapping her legs and spreading all over her.

"Wow!"

The five-colored sword qi cut all the inscriptions of the formation, and the prajna came out.

...

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen was indeed struggling hard, suppressed by the phantom shadow of the **** of wolf, and he was defeated and unable to contend.

Zangshan Magic Mirror, Vajra Moon Wheel, Chizi Sword, and Wujin Battle Tianzhu, four Supreme Sacred Objects fly around Zhang Ruochen, and they fly out continuously, and they come into contact with the phantom wolf god.

Nine-tooth wolf **** will laugh: "What about the earthly myth? What about the manipulation of several supreme saints? In the eyes of the gods, the holy realm will always be ants."

The nine-tooth wolf **** turned his right hand into a palm knife, attracted Shendian, and chopped straight to Zhang Ruochen, breaking through the eternal domain.

Zhang Ruochen held the broad Shen Yuan ancient sword, and the horizontal sword resisted.

"boom!"

The ferrous ground beneath Zhang Ruochen's feet shattered a large area and sank for more than ten meters.

Nine-tooth wolf **** general's hand collided with the sharp sword edge of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, but was not injured at all. Under the protection of divine spirit and regular **** pattern, it was as hard as a **** iron.

Nine-tooth wolf **** will grin, with nine-tooth teeth sharp and bright red tongue, as if he wants to eat Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were quiet, and in the sea of ​​qi, a stream of golden ruled patterns appeared.

It is the **** pattern of the funeral gold rule.

The golden pattern of the funeral gold rule contains a strong breath of death, rushing into Zhang Ruochen's arms. In an instant, his arms were covered with gold patterns, his power was surging, and his momentum was even stronger than that of the nine-tooth wolf god.

"Why...I know, it's the golden and white tiger..." The nine-tooth wolf **** changed his eyes suddenly.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's power exploded, dragging Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and the nine-tooth wolf **** would split and flew backward.

His divine hand covered with wolves shed bright red blood.

"Buried golden swordsmanship."

The burial gold rules and the kendo rules merged to form a brand new swordsmanship.

The ancient swords of Zhang Ruochen and Shen Yuan turned into a sword light, hitting the chest of the nine-tooth wolf **** flying in the air.

"Poof!"

The sword broke the body.

Nine-tooth wolf god's body hit the ground heavily, and then rushed out more than ten miles away, plowing a gully.

The gully was full of blood.

Zhang Ruochen stood with his sword, his body was magnificent, and the golden glow flashed.

After changing the way with the funeral golden and white tigers, nearly sixty trillion rules of the Holy Path were lost in the body, and half were lost. However, in exchange for two trillion burial gold rule **** pattern.

It should be noted that the power of a burial of gold rules and the eruption of the **** pattern is comparable to the one hundred rules of the Holy Path.

In other words, although Zhang Ruochen now only has more than 300,000 rules, his combat power can reach the level of more than 200 trillion Dao rules. It is a holy land, but it is far superior to the holy land.

He has reached the level of the genius of the Yuanhui class, all looking at the level of combat power.

Moreover, he can continue to practice the rules of the holy way, and there is more room for growth~lightnovelpub.net~Nine-tooth wolf **** has a huge blood hole in his chest, difficult, climbed from the ground, gritted his teeth:" This God will never... lose to a holy monk... Ao..."

The vitality of the gods is strong.

The blood hole in his chest healed quickly.

"Up to now, you have treated me as a holy monk. It seems necessary to tell you today, what is a secular myth?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to continue to delay. He held the sword in both hands, and all the gold rules of the burial of gold and the rules of kendo revolved around him. At the same time, the eternal world reappeared and shrank towards him.

In the realm of Dao, time and space are chaotic, the realm of truth is present, and the five elements are chaotic into sea of ​​qi.

And all this is in one sword.

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