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- The leader of the Meteor Temple, Fang Mofeng, has broken ninety-nine shackles and is the top powerhouse in the Hundred Shackles Realm.
There are two towering bulges on his back, like a camel's hump. He holds his hands on his abdomen and spits out a mouthful of star-like bright rays of light, which falls on the vast purple ocean.
The glow reminds me of red, silver and white silk threads, intertwined and integrated with the sea water.
Fang Mofeng is using his own essence to communicate with the Meteoric Armor.
Only by finding the Meteor Armor can we find the true form of Saint Zuo Mu. Otherwise, let alone Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang, even if the great sage comes and comes, he will not be able to do anything to him.
The shadow of killing is just the killing will and killing spirit of Saint Lord Zuo Mu, combined with the Shura war spirit, condensed. Although the Shadow of Slaughter has nearly half the combat power of the demi-god, it is not its true form.
"Boom."
The starry glow resonated with the meteorite armor and quickly converged towards one point in the purple ocean.
"There is the location of Saint Lord Zuo Mu's body."
Fang Mofeng used his spiritual power to transmit messages to Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang.
Almost in an instant, dense mysterious divine patterns appeared on Zhang Ruochen's right foot, and red divine flames surged out from the sole of his foot. He suddenly suppressed it with a kick towards the location where the starry glow converged.
Before my feet even landed, the purple sea was already sinking downwards.
"Wow."
A purple meteorite that was more than two thousand meters long broke through the sea and flew out, colliding hard with Zhang Ruochen's left foot.
One purple and one red, the two opposing forces caused the air to bulge and turn into two arcs.
Purple Meteor and Zhang Ruochen were deadlocked in mid-air for a breath before they separated again. One flew upwards and the other fell upwards.
By the side of the purple ocean, the Meteor Temple and the Great Sage of the Ghost Clan were all surprised.
"Zhang Ruochen actually has the fighting power to compete with Saint Lord Zuo Mu?"
"Legend has it that Zhang Ruochen's leg was the leg of a god in heaven cut off by the Moon God, and fused with his leg to form a divine leg."
"The Moon God is so noble and holy, and so beautiful in heaven and earth, that countless gods in heaven and hell are fascinated by her, but no man can win her heart. How can she be so interested in a junior like Zhang Ruochen?"
There are rumors that during the divine war at the end of the Middle Ages, the Moon Goddess suffered a certain death. Therefore, after she disappeared, all the monks in heaven and hell thought that she had died.
However, one hundred thousand years later, she returned to heaven alive.
Because of this incident, various speculations have arisen.
Some people speculate that this matter is very likely to be related to a giant figure in the hell world. However, the strength of that giant was so terrifying that no one dared to openly criticize him.
Zhang Ruochen flew upwards for more than a hundred miles before he was able to neutralize the impact of the purple meteorite. His left leg was numb with pain.
"Just now, I attacked from top to bottom, and the pull of the Dark Star on me can enhance my strength, giving me a huge advantage. However, I can only fight on par with him. In this battle, It¡¯s not easy to fight.¡±
Even if it¡¯s not easy to fight, you still have to fight.
Zhang Ruochen circulated the holy energy in his body for a week, and the numbness in his left leg disappeared.
"Whoops!"
His figure turned into a golden light and flew downwards.
After the purple meteorite, which was more than two thousand meters long, fell, it transformed into the figure of Saint Lord Zuo Mu. The meteorite turned into armor.
Saint Zuo Mu fell to the sea and quickly stabilized his figure. He glanced at the great saints such as Fang Mofeng, Yan Hanyu, Mo Cuo and others on the seaside. He snorted angrily: "All the holy weapons of the king have been preliminary refined by me." Just because you want to take it back?"
With a wave of his sleeves, the purple sea set off a huge wave hundreds of feet high.
?? Water waves are condensed by the rules of the holy way, and carry the terrifying murderous aura of Saint Zuo Mu.
"Boom."
The seventeen great saints were already injured, and when they impacted the seal, their holy blood was burned, so none of them could exert their peak combat power. Hit by water waves, they were all thrown away.
Among them, there were three great ghost saints in the immortal realm. Their ghost bodies were shattered by the condensed palm prints of the water waves, and turned into three dark ghost clouds. Although he is not dead, it is impossible to recover from his injuries without several years of training.
The other great sages were also beaten with more injuries.
Fang Mofeng is the only one who can still stand and fight against the waves.
??Previously, when Zhang Ruochen launched an attack, Emperor Yu separated a hundred thousand thoughts of mental power.?The two of them can destroy my second form and shatter my first form. They can be regarded as the two most outstanding figures in the hell world for thousands of years. It's a pity that you are still far away from killing me. "
"Now, I will give you a way to survive. Stop interfering in the affairs of the Meteorite Temple and get out of the Dark Star immediately. Otherwise, if you continue to fight, you will definitely die."
Emperor Yu turned his gaze to Zhang Ruochen and secretly said, "How do I feel? He is a little guilty and wants to scare us away on purpose."
"Although he claims to be immortal, the Shadow of Killing, the first form, and the second form were shattered one after another, and he has become much weaker. Maybe he is not truly immortal." Zhang Ruochen said.
Emperor Yu said: "Our mental strength is all at level sixty-four, how come you are the only one who can sense that his aura is getting weaker?"
"What I sense is not his breath, but the fluctuations in space. Believe me, as long as I can prevent him from escaping, he will definitely die today." Zhang Ruochen said.
Emperor Yu was seriously injured. He actually didn¡¯t want to fight such a strange enemy as Lord Zuo Mu. However, when he heard Zhang Ruochen¡¯s calm and confident voice, he immediately became confident.
The more it is at this time, the more impossible it is to retreat.
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At this time, two streams of light flew from far to near, flying to the edge of Dark Star No. 3.
When they stopped, they condensed into two figures, one handsome and divine, the other extremely beautiful, none other than Prajna and Wujiang. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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