The next moment.

The palm print that Zhang Ruochen shot out burst out ten times the attack power under the amplitude of the rules of truth, turning into a golden hand that is tens of thousands of meters long, and it is facing the palm print of the hundred-handed life and death.

"Rumbling."

The dark star, which had a diameter of thousands of miles, shook slightly by this force.

The hundred handprints in the sky all broke into pieces and turned into rain of flowers and flowers in the sky, falling down one after another.

On the other end, the dark light column and the Supreme Power light column dissipated at the same time. The boundlessness of the sky and the magic sound on the ground each took several steps back.

Obviously, Wujiang did not gain any advantage in this round of confrontation.

Wujiang felt like he was thinking in his heart, and after a while, he said: "I miscalculated! When competing for the Holy Spirit Pill, I missed the best opportunity to kill you. Now, you and the Food Saint Flower have the power to fight against me."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Even if you don't eat the Holy Flower, you may not be my opponent."

Hearing this, Wujiang's face reappeared, and he said, "Your Way of Truth is indeed very strong, and you can burst out ten times the attack power. However, your body's ability to withstand is limited. Even the body of a demigod can continuously produce ten times the attack power?"

"Can you break my Palm of Life and Death at a time? Can you break my Palm of Ten times?"

"Besides, have you forgotten that what I am stronger is mental power and illusion. When competing for the Holy Idea Pill, if it weren't for Princess Luo, you would have died under the illusion of my eyes."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the Holy Lord Zuo Mu who was trapped in the space.

Without Zhang Ruochen's support, the frozen space was broken by Zuo Mu Saint Lord, and Emperor Yu's flute sound could no longer suppress him.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Wujiang, the purpose of the Battle of Hunting the Sky is to hunt Tiannu. Why not kill Zuo Mu Saint Lord first and then fight?"

"As soon as the Saint Lord Zuo Mu died, the three masters of your Blood Heaven Tribe gathered together, and there were two supreme holy weapons. Where am I still an opponent?" Wujiang's eyes sneered, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Once upon a time, Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu were not taken seriously by Wujiang, but now they have both grown into strong men that cannot be ignored.

Zhang Ruochen said, "So, are you planning to rescue Zuo Mu Shengjun, cooperate with him, and deal with me first?"

“That’s exactly that.”

Wujiang said without any hesitation, so he said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "Working with Tiannu to kill the great saint of the Hell Realm, this matter will be seen by the gods, and it may affect your future in the Hell Realm. Don't you think that the power of the Dark Star can really resist the perception of the gods?"

"So what if the gods see it? In the end, you and the Holy Lord Zuo Mu will die in my hands." Wu Jiang was full of confidence and didn't care that the Holy Lord Zuo Mu heard his words.

Now the three parties are competing, and they all want to kill the other two parties.

Enemies and friends are only in one thought.

Whoever is the strongest will kill you first.

When facing a great enemy like Wujiang, Zhang Ruochen must be fully alert and cannot be distracted. When he sees the Saint Lord Zuo Mu, he will get out of trouble. He shouted coldly: "Mo Yin, go and help Emperor Yu with one arm. Be sure to kill Saint Lord Zuo Mu. Wujiang will be left to me to deal with it."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the purple gold gourd with a quick hand, spread his ten wings on his back, soared into the sky, and took the initiative to attack Wujiang.

The reason for retrieving the purple gold gourd was that Zhang Ruochen knew that the supreme holy weapon of the Nether Clan must be in the hands of Wujiang. Only by relying on the supreme holy weapon can one fight against the supreme holy weapon.

"Good! I will defeat you in a one-on-one contest and seize your fate as a Yuanhui genius."

Wujiang smiled long, and the black electric pattern between his eyebrows opened. This time, no dark light beam surged out, but ten thousand eyes appeared. What he used was the "Ten Thousand Eyes Phantom" that once made Zhang Ruochen lost it.

With his sixty-sixth-level mental strength and his identity as an illusionist, even if Vacant Infant and Yan Huangtu meet him, they will be afraid of him.
Chapter completed!