Chapter 2384: The peak of combat power, undefeated and undead(1/2)
"Since no one is willing to compromise, we can only fight to the death."
Zhang Ruochen swept across with his kick, and the air wave he stirred up shot more than twenty formation masters of the Yama clan, as if they were kicking stones.
"Wow!"
A space wormhole mirror appeared, and all the formation mages sank into it.
Far away.
Yan Huangtu's eyelids twitched and he realized something was wrong.
No one knew where the other end of the space wormhole mirror was connected, but he guessed it in advance and quickly retreated backwards.
really.
As soon as he retreated, the space wormhole mirror appeared where he was suspended before, and more than twenty Yama Clan array masters with divine flames burning on their bodies flew out from it, screaming heart-breakingly.
Several of them had their bones burned to the point of melting and were on the verge of life and death.
"Zhang Ruochen's timing is so accurate!"
Yan Huangtu sighed and had to use his icy strength to help them drive away the divine flames on their bodies.
When more than twenty formation masters were suppressed by Zhang Ruochen, he could choose not to compromise, but now that Zhang Ruochen was thrown in front of him, he absolutely could not ignore them.
This is Zhang Ruochen's plan!
Time was shortened to a split second, so he had to rescue immediately.
In half a breath, Yan Huangtu extinguished the divine flames on more than twenty array masters. On the right side of his body, another space wormhole mirror opened, and Zhang Ruochen rushed out from it.
At this moment, Yama Huangtu had an illusion that space seemed to be frozen and time seemed to have stopped.
No!??
It's not an illusion.
Space really solidified, time really stopped for an instant,
Zhang Ruochen's right hand was grasping the soul-catching flute.
He made a palm print with his left hand and hit Yama Huang Tu's chest.
Yan Huangtu knew how terrifying Zhang Ruochen's palm prints were, so how could he dare to stand upright and be hit by him? Even if he had invincible defense and possessed the Divine Bones of the Imperial Dao, he would definitely not be able to bear it.
"Ouch!"
Yan Huangtu roared loudly, and tens of thousands of golden dragon shadows rushed out of his body, releasing monstrous divine power, shattering the solidified space, giving up the soul-capturing flute, and retreated quickly.
He didn't stop until he was a hundred feet away, still feeling frightened.
"When the power of time and the power of space are combined, it turns out to be so terrifying."
At that moment, I couldn't move my whole body, all power movement including thinking stopped, as if I could only be at the mercy of others. That feeling made Yama Huangtu extremely painful.
Fortunately, time stopped for only an instant. If it had been longer, Yan Huangtu was afraid that he would lose the confidence to fight Zhang Ruochen.
"Xian'er, kill Xia Yu immediately... Xian'er..."
Yama Huang Tu had just used his mental power to transmit his voice, but he discovered an astonishing scene.
At this moment, the space where Yan Zhexian, the Eight Sons of Life and Death, and Emperor Yu lived collapsed on a large scale, forming a space fragmentation zone hundreds of meters in diameter. All of them sank into the void space.
From a distance, the scene looked like a thin layer of ice on the lake had broken, and they all fell into the water.
"Zhang... Ruo... Chen..."
Yama Huang Tu squeezed out these three words from between his teeth.
In the sky above the broken space, there is still a space wormhole mirror that has not dispersed.
Obviously, during the half-breathing time he had just spent rescuing more than 20 formation mages, Zhang Ruochen first attacked the space where Yan Zhexian and others were, and then attacked him.
The speed is astonishing.
"The Controller of Time and Space... This is the Controller of Time and Space! Are there any monks in the entire Shuntian battlefield who can control him?"
Yan Huangtu regretted it. If he had known it earlier, he should have ordered the formation masters and talisman masters of the Yama clan to set up a large formation to suppress time and space. Otherwise, how could he fight with Zhang Ruochen if time and space were controlled by Zhang Ruochen?
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Yan Zhexian and the eight sons of life and death were also regretting it at this time.
The Huntian Battlefield is located in the Six-Colored Divine Mist Nebula in the Wugui Forest. The space is so stable that even their powerful cultivation can only tear the space apart with a crack at most.
But Zhang Ruochen, the master of space, mobilized the rules of space and shattered a vast space hundreds of meters long with one palm, sweeping them all away.
"I will help you return to the battlefield. You must suppress Zhang Ruochen. Your position as the number one in the Yama clan must not be lost."
Yan Zhexian stood in a piece of sinking space debris, quickly moved his fingers, drew eight talismans, struck them on the eight living and dead, and pushed them out of the void space before the space closed again.
Yan Zhexian and Yuhuang, on the other hand, sank deeper into the void space and were swallowed by darkness.
Of course, the Ancient God of Learning and the Blood God of War of the Yama tribe quickly took action to rescue them from the void space.
"I finally sent them off the battlefield. Now, I no longer have any bonds, and I can finally fight heartily."
Zhang Ruochen checked the soul-capturing flute and confirmed that the holy soul of Emperor Yu was indeed hidden inside, so he took out her spiritual power from the seven-star ghost lotus and put it into the space inside the flute.
Throwing it away casually, the soul-capturing flute was driven into the void space by him.
I don't know how many gods are watching this battlefield. Zhang Ruochen believes that the gods who rescued Emperor Yu will also take away the soul-taking flute.
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen did not attack the King of Hell Tu again. He flashed across the wormhole mirror and appeared in front of the pink skull.
"Zhang Ruochen, you are a step late. I have teleported the sixty-three great saints of the bone clan to hunt down the sixty-three nine-step saint kings of the immortal blood clan."
Pink Skull had expected that Zhang Ruochen would be the first to deal with her, and was already prepared. Instantly, his body was filled with divine light, and he pointed at Zhang Ruochen with a bone finger.
On the bone finger, there is a ruby ring.
It is the supreme holy weapon of the Bone Clan.
Facing today's Zhang Ruochen, once the Pink Skull takes action, he goes all out.
This finger is a high-level holy skill at the Qianwen level. It is slow and fast, and changes unpredictably. Even if Zhang Ruochen has a heart of truth, he feels that it is difficult to figure out, and he can't help but feel horrified.
"The Pink Skull actually has such a unique skill. With this one finger, even strong men like Wujiang and Yan Huangtu may not be able to escape unscathed."
"Bang!"
Tens of thousands of star points of light burst out of Zhang Ruochen's body, forming a "sea of stars without shore" realm of truth, and the light of truth shone on the pink skull.
Finally, I could see clearly the trajectory of Bone Finger's attack.
Because of the influence of the true realm of space, in the pink skull's eyes, Zhang Ruochen's body was sometimes far away, sometimes close, sometimes left and sometimes right, which also gave her an elusive feeling.
At the moment when the pink skull lost consciousness, the seven-star ghost lotus flew out of nowhere and collided with her bony fingers.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen's palm hit her chest hard, and ten green dragons with swastikas flew out from his palm. The pink skull screamed and was thrown over a hundred miles away.
"Impossible...how could he break my Phantom Finger so easily? The Phantom Finger is integrated with the power of the Supreme Sacred Artifact."
On the sacred bones of the pink skull, the immortal tattoos lit up, dissolving the power of Zhang Ruochen's full palm.
On the Bone Clan's home planet, although Pink Skull did not get a chance, he still had some luck and gained a deeper understanding of the use of the Immortal God's Mark on the bone body.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Ruochen crossed the space and appeared in front of the pink skull again.
Before she could stabilize her body, she struck out with another palm.
"Bang."
The pink skull flies out again.
"I don't believe you are really immortal."
Zhang Ruochen continued to take action, this time mobilizing the Divine Fire of Purification, preparing to refine the Immortal Mark on the pink skull.
I have long heard from Luo Yi that the Pink Skeleton has an immortal body and was killed three times by a supreme sage, but he came back to life three times, which is extremely weird.
Zhang Ruochen just didn't believe it.
There is only absolute power in the world, so there is no immortality.
In just one breath, Zhang Ruochen knocked the pink skull away thirteen times in a row, making her unable to fight back. Every time she cursed, her voice was only halfway through before she was interrupted.
Yama Huang Tu and the talisman masters of the Yama clan gathered together, stared at Zhang Ruochen and the pink skull, pointed with his finger, and said: "Secure that space."
More than 60 great sage talisman masters from the Yama tribe took action together to punch out the talisman patterns that had been carved long ago and resembled a city wall.
The city wall-like talisman originally covered a space with a radius of 20,000 miles. At this moment, it quickly shrank and only covered a land with a radius of 1,000 feet.
He wanted to continue shrinking, but was blocked by Zhang Ruochen's space true domain and truth realm.
"That's enough!" Yama Huang Tu said.
More than 60 great saint talisman masters took action together, which was enough to greatly suppress Zhang Ruochen, which was equivalent to turning from a fierce tiger into a trapped beast.
The King of Hell Tu inspired the supreme power of Ruyi, rushed into the runes in the shape of a city wall, and struck Zhang Ruochen's waist and abdomen with one strike.
To be continued...