God on the stage.

The withered-wood-like wonderful Zen girl actually opened her eyes and said: "Do you really think that I have no power to fight back?"

Seeing that the wonderful Zen girl was so calm, Maha Yan felt a little frightened in her heart, with her feet one behind the other, ready to rush out of the stone temple to escape.

It should be understood that a great **** like Chi Xingtian, even his head was beheaded, but still terrifying.

Wujiang smiled: "If the Zen girl still has the power to make a move, would she give me a chance to stand here and speak?"

"I give you a chance to speak because I think you might beg for mercy. If you beg for mercy, with my friendship with Wentong, you can still spare your life." Wonderful Zen woman said.

Wujiangdao: "Do you think I will believe?"

"Of course you won't believe it! But if you don't believe it, you have to die, because I still have one blow, and only one blow. I can kill at least one of you two. Of course, after this blow, I myself have to Die." The wonderful Zen woman said.

Wujiang and Mahayan still believed this sentence.

The great god, even the desolate great god, in desperate circumstances, it is easy to kill a **** in the heaven-filling realm.

When Wujiang and Mahayan hesitated, the excellent Zen girl said again: "Mahayan, I have no grudges with you. A veteran **** like you is not weak. As long as you kill Wujiang, I will not only give If you break through to the upper god, you can also give you a supreme holy artifact. You have to understand that only by becoming the upper **** can you have the opportunity to survive the Yuanhui disaster."

Wujiangdao: "Don't listen to her, she wants to separate us."

Maheyan said: "Of course I can't believe her nonsense. What's more, I am not an opponent of Master Wujiang. If I believe in her, wouldn't it be my own death?"

"Don't worry, killing her, you can't do without your benefits, definitely more than she promised." Wujiedao.

Exquisite Zen woman said: "Maheyan, you have to understand that Wujiang cannot allow any insider to leave the abyss of darkness alive. For him, that is a huge threat."

Her voice hadn't fallen yet, Wujiang had already shot like lightning, and shot the Dark Domain Tianluo towards Mahayan beside her.

The wonderful Zen girl is too smart and too hateful.

Wujiang had planned to kill Mahayan by surprise after he cleaned her up to get all the benefits. However, after being spotted by the wonderful Zen girl, he was forced to act first.

Mahayan shot almost at the same time as Wujiang. With his years of cultivation and accumulation, coupled with the mid-level **** cultivation base, in fact, his combat power is not much weaker than the Yuanhui-level representative of Wujiang.

However, lost to the soldiers.

When encountering the treasure of Tianluo in the Dark Realm, he had no resistance, and was penetrated by metal thorns containing powerful dark power, as if he had become a hedgehog.

Darkfield Tianluo had imprisoned his expression, and was also devouring his body and soul.

"Oh!"

Mahayan hissed long, but it was useless.

Darkfield Tianluo's metal thorn penetrated every inch of his bones, even his divine sea.

At the same time when he played the Dark Domain Tianluo, Wujiang also threw the iron sword, like a bright and dazzling spear, hitting the neck of the wonderful Zen woman on the stage.

"Boom!"

The divine sword pierced the neck of the wonderful Zen woman, took her half of her body, and nailed it to the stone wall behind.

Seeing this scene, Wujiang's eyes were full of wild smiles.

This time, he was right!

The wonderful Zen girl was full of lies, she was just intimidating him, she didn't have a single blow.

If Wujiang knew enough about the dead, he would have already acted. Because death is really terrifying, not to mention that the great gods can't fight, even the gods will be as weak as an ordinary mortal.

"Haha! Zen Girl is really amazing, I almost frightened you! If you didn't know, once you recover, there will be no place for me to stand in the **** world, I am afraid I will not take the risk."

Wujiang looked at the broken and dead half body nailed to the stone wall with an absolute winner's posture, and his mood was unprecedented. It was more joyful than defeating the peak powers of the same generation like Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen.

Beside him is Maha Yan's painful howl.

He has become the appearance of a divine beast, with blood flowing into his bones, and his soul seems to be torn apart.

But the wonderful Zen girl was very calm, saying nothing, not that she could no longer speak, nor was she confessing her fate. Only because she knew that anything she said at this time would only make Wujiang more excited and joyful.

Make the enemy happy, even if it's just a little bit happy, she feels more humiliated and uncomfortable in her heart.

Wujiang walked to the stage of the gods and said: "The cultivation of the Zen girl is hard-won in her life, and I am afraid that she will be close to the level of the king and respect. Today, I will use you to build the gods of the kingdom of the underworld. "

"Wow!"

Wujiang protruded out of a palm, and a black hole the size of a wine glass appeared in the palm, and the power of darkness burst out.

For the monks who practice the dark path, the strongest method is to swallow.

Darkness swallows everything.

You can absorb the cultivation of others, and then transform it into your own strength.

The black hole in the palm of Wujiang exploded with a powerful and unmatched devouring force, causing the space in the stone temple to be distorted and turned into a spiral. The spirit, rules, spirit, and spiritual power in the wonderful Zen woman are like streams, flowing like a black hole into the boundless body.

"Haha!"

Wujiang was enjoying the most extreme happiness in the world, laughing with excitement.

In the battlefield of hunting sky, he got half the chance of his clan star, and the kingdom of the underworld he cultivated was unparalleled. If you can use the wonderful Zen woman to cultivate and transform the kingdom of the underworld into the world of the gods, you can definitely step into the realm of the middle **** in one fell swoop.

In the future, under the great god, who else should he fear?

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng..."

Suddenly, the iron sword that was originally nailed to the neck of the exquisite Zen woman burst out with strong power fluctuations, gently struggling.

Wujiang put a smile away, frowned, and found that the Excalibur was out of his control for some reason.

"Huh!"

The iron sword was shining brightly, gold with red, red with fire, flew out of the neck of the wonderful Zen woman, and swung the sword towards Wujiang.

At the moment of swinging the sword, the temperature in the entire stone temple soared, as if a round of the sun was installed in it.

In a hurry, Wujiang had to shoot his arm out and greet him with the black hole in his palm.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, a large amount of divine blood spilled out.

The benefits of the Excalibur are unparalleled.

Wujiang's half of his hand was chopped off by the iron sword, and his body was thrown off, hitting the stone wall of the stone temple heavily, falling down like a paper man, half kneeling on the ground.

He stared at the wonderful Zen woman who had fallen on the stage again with alert eyes, thinking that she had taken the magic sword and exploded with this blow.

However, the divine sword turned into a flame of light and flew out of the stone temple.

At the door of the stone temple, there was a figure standing, grabbing the divine sword.

The divine sword rang happily, and said: "Only the true peerless sword **** is worthy of my sixth."

"But I haven't become a **** in martial arts yet."

Zhang Ruochen's voice came to Wujiang's ears from the door of the stone temple.

Sword Spirit Road: "You must be able to become a **** in martial arts, and you will be a peerless sword god. Because your sacred intent of kendo is unparalleled, and the sword spirit is so strong that it is unique in the world.

It wasn't until this moment that Wujiang understood that the owner of this divine sword sword spirit was actually Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen had walked into the stone temple, straight and outstanding, and looked towards Wujiang.

Wujiang had already stood up, standing straighter than Zhang Ruochen, if it hadn't been for a broken palm, there would be no sign of injury. He slid his hand out, trying to take back the **** severed palm on the ground.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen shot like a phantom light, piercing the broken palm with one sword.

On the Divine Sword, the sword light flashed, thousands of sword qi flew out, tearing the broken palm into blood mist. The destructive power contained in the Divine Sword even turned the blood mist into a ball of flame.

"Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to be an enemy of me?"

Wujiang lifted off his palm, furious, and felt that Zhang Ruochen was too arrogant.

The **** mouth of the broken palm was invaded by the sword qi of the divine sword, the wound was difficult to heal, and the divine blood kept dripping.

"Aren't we all enemies all the time?" Zhang Ruochen was a little strange, and found Wujiang's thinking a little difficult to understand~lightnovelpub.net~ Suddenly, Wujiang laughed because he found that there were no other gods outside the stone temple.

"You actually came here alone." Wujiang smiled more freely, only thinking that he was really the Son of Destiny, and all good things were encountered by him.

Zhang Ruochen said: "What are you doing with such a happy smile?"

"Of course I am happy, I am afraid that any **** who encounters such a good thing today will be unable to help but laugh, and can't control it." Wujiang waved his hand and said: "Well, I know you Zhang Ruochen is still immersed in the world. In the self-satisfaction of mythology, I simply don’t understand how far apart I am from the true God.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Have you forgotten that I am the Messenger of Origin?"

"This is not a deserted ancient city, nor the outside world. It is the abyss of darkness. There are not many original rules. This is the world of dark power. Of course, leaving the abyss of darkness, the original messenger is still strong, but it is a pity that the original messenger was me at that time."

Wujiang took a step forward, and the kingdom of the underworld manifested. In the small stone temple, black temples, bloodstone walls, and sacred mountains of bones appeared in the small stone temple, etc., just like the real underworld.

There were regular divine patterns pressed from all directions and fell on Zhang Ruochen.

"broken!"

Zhang Ruochen released the eternal return to the same realm, inspiring 30 times the attack power, combined with the "one" word kendo holy meaning, wielding a heavy sword like a star, and chopped it down.

The underworld inspired by Wujiang is like a map made of paper, divided into two by the divine sword, torn apart.

With the assistance of the sword spirit, and the divine sword that cannot mobilize the sword spirit, the power that erupts is naturally different.

With the Excalibur in hand, the false gods dare to fight the next true god.

No war soldier can compare the power of the artifact. Zhang Ruochen is stronger than a false god, why doesn't he dare to fight without borders?