The blood-slaughtering divine power was surging and the blood was as rich as a god descending to earth, which made the nervous Yama monks breathe a sigh of relief.

"The God-Emperor of Massacre has reached the divine realm. That's great. He is a friend of our Yan clan in the Dark Abyss."

"When a Yuanhui-level representative becomes a god, he is a strong man in the realm of gods. Luo should not be a match for the God Emperor of Massacre."

"The disciple who is valued by the Death God is indeed no ordinary Xiao Xiaoke. This friend is made by our Dark Abyss Yan clan!"

…

A group of elders from the Yama clan were all in high spirits and regarded Xue Tu as one of their own.

Little did they know that the reason why Xuetu kept talking about the title of "Friend of the Yan Family in the Dark Abyss" was actually because he was previously frightened by the old patriarch of the Yan Luo clan and had a psychological shadow.

"This guy... is a trustworthy ally..." Yan Ting thought.

At this moment, the holy energy in her body was exhausted, her injuries worsened, and she was unable to continue to support herself. The last vicious beast in the "Seven Evil Formation Diagram" was forced to return to the scroll.

Yan Wushen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put away the wish seal.

No one with reason can break through the abyss of darkness. The reason why he said that just now was because he heard the message from Xue Tu and deliberately led Luo to rush forward.

It was precisely because of this that Luo was caught off guard by the Blood Massacre and fell into the Massacre Divine Fire, barely able to parry.

In the realm of the great sage, Luo has not even reached the peak of demigods. He has only entered the "Red Dust Scroll" of the "Peerless Ranking of Worlds". Looking at all the worlds, this is an incredible achievement.

However, compared with Yuanhui-level representatives, it is not worth mentioning.

Besides, it didn't take long for Luo to become a god, so he would naturally fall into the absolute bottom when he fought against Xue Tu.

"Where is the treasure? Take it out! In the realm of the Great Sage, there is the Supreme Saint Artifact Seven-Star Ghost Lotus. In the realm of the Great Saint, there is the Supreme Saint Artifact Soul-Eating Bell. You are a true god, so you must have the Supreme Saint Artifact. Take it out quickly.

Compete with me."

Xue Tu struck out with one punch after another, the force of his punches was like a sea of ​​blood, causing Luo to retreat backwards.

Luo was angry and felt that Xuetu was humiliating him.

Is the Supreme Sacred Artifact easily obtainable?

The reason why Ji was able to obtain the Supreme Sacred Artifact was because he had to represent the ghost clan and participate in the Battle of Hunting Heaven. The stakes were so important that there was no room for failure.

Because Yuan has the highest talent, the Ghost Lord has high hopes for her to obtain a supreme holy weapon.

Ta Luo, among the nine sons of the Ghost Lord, can only be regarded as a middle-class person. He has never been liked by the Ghost Lord. If you want to get a supreme holy weapon, just dream! Moreover, he has just reached the divine realm, so how can he have time?

Go and forge the Supreme Sacred Artifact yourself?

"You don't even have a decent soldier, do you?" Xue Tu said, already a little nervous.

Nervous, worried and angry.

That's too much!

That's too much!

If he had the Supreme Sacred Artifact, why would he risk his death by entering the Abyss of Darkness to hunt Zhang Ruochen? He didn't want to seize it from Zhang Ruochen.

This way, it is much easier than refining it yourself.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

Luo fired seven sacred weapons of the king in a row, but they were unable to block the divine fire of the Massacre. Instead, five of them were broken into pieces by the unknown grade of fist gloves worn by the Massacre.

The weapon spirits were annihilated one after another.

Ordinary sacred weapons of kings are as if they are made of paper when faced with the attack of the true god.

The ghost energy in Luo's body was continuously refined by the Divine Fire of Massacre, and even the ghost body felt a strong burning pain. The Divine Fire of Massacre was so powerful that only the Supreme Sacred Artifact could block it.

Luo has never wanted to get a supreme holy weapon like this at this moment. If there is one, it can withstand the fire of the massacre and fight back the blood massacre.

"Bang!"

Xuetu used his magical power, and a fire phoenix condensed out of the sea of ​​flames of the Massacre God, and shattered one of Luo's body-protecting king's sacred weapons.

"That's it? Don't you have any other soldiers?" Xuetu's face was full of contempt and disappointment.

Luo only has the last weapon left, which is the sacred weapon of the Seven-Yuan King. It was bred by many gods in the Ghost City. It is made of special materials, so it was not destroyed by the blood massacre.

Little did he know that Xue Tu destroyed the Six Sword King's Sacred Artifacts one after another, which made him extremely heartbroken.

"It seems that he really does not have the Supreme Sacred Artifact."

Xuetu regretted in his heart. If he had known this, he shouldn't have been so violent just now, forcing Luo to take out the Supreme Sacred Artifact by destroying the weapon. Now it's better, the King's Holy Artifact was also destroyed, and there is no Supreme Holy Artifact.

"I am so disappointed in you. Only your divine source can make up for the regret in my heart."

Xue Tu opened his mouth and spat out, and eight rays of light flew out of his mouth.

Each light group is a sacred weapon of the king, and it is of extremely high grade. It is at least a five-yuan sacred weapon of the king.

There was a huge gap between the quality and quantity of the two soldiers. Luo lost the confidence to continue fighting against Xue Tu, so he used his secret escape technique, turned around, and escaped into a ray of divine light.

The flying speed is faster than the speed of the King's Sacred Artifact.

This is the speed that the True God uses to save his life. Every time he uses it, he has to pay a huge price.

Xue Tu sighed, a little disappointed, knowing that he could not kill Luo with his own strength, so he had to take back all the king's sacred weapons and the Divine Fire of Massacre into his body.

Now Xue Tu is not afraid to take out the treasure. In his opinion, he and his senior brother have already had a life-long friendship. Their love is stronger than gold, they can trust each other, and there is nothing to hide.

"It turns out he was hiding it all in his belly." Zhang Ruochen nodded.

In order for Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword to be promoted to the Supreme Sacred Artifact, it is necessary to refine a large number of high-grade King's Sacred Artifacts. Zhang Ruochen has already collected a lot of them. Plus those in Xue Tu's belly, it should be enough!

However, it is not easy to be promoted to the Supreme Sacred Artifact. It cannot be transformed by refining the warrior. It also needs to recast the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword.

Suddenly.

"Ouch!"

From the direction where Luo fled, there was a deafening and fierce dragon roar.

Immediately afterwards, Luo's divine voice sounded: "No..."

The voice was extremely frightening and full of despair.

All the monks, including Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao who were hiding in the dark, tightened their hearts and looked in the direction of the sound.

All he saw was boundless darkness wherever he looked.

In the darkness, the scales and claws of the dragon-shaped creature were faintly visible. Its aura was brilliant and surging, like a mountain like a ridge, and it was rapidly heading towards the Tianmen.

"Hurry up, it's a dragon-shaped monster." Yan Wushen said.

The power of the dragon-shaped monster shocked even the powerful true god Xuetu, because he saw with his own eyes that Luo was swallowed by it and could not escape.

How strong is this strength gap?

There is no other way now. The only way is to escape into Tianmen, maybe there is a glimmer of hope.

However, an even bigger change occurred, and a darkness appeared above their heads, covering up the glow.

Not a dark cloud.

It's the power of darkness!

There, it is filled with dark rules, deathly silence and terror.

A pair of wings that are thousands of miles long and wider than the Tianmen rush out from the darkness above. Rushing out together is a ferocious crest, black feathers, sharp teeth, and a bloody mouth that can swallow it in one bite.

Descend ten mountains.

In front of it, everyone seems extremely small.

The supreme sages are like ants, they can only tremble in fear and cannot take steps to escape.

"It's a strange beast in the form of a phoenix. Run for your life!"

Xue Tu released his divine energy, which enveloped the monks of the Yama clan and rushed toward the Tianmen.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The cry of the phoenix came from above.

The speed of the sound wave was extremely fast, like a hurricane, like light patterns, impacting on Xue Tu's body.

"puff!"

Xue Tu spurted out a mouthful of divine blood, and his soul seemed to be torn apart. His legs softened, his knees bent forward, and he fell to the ground.

The sound waves contain strange power attacks.

Even the true gods could not hold on, and all the monks of the Yama clan screamed miserably, bleeding from their seven orifices, and fell to the ground. Many of the supreme saints lost consciousness directly, and their bodies became tattered.

Yan Wushen had just taken out the Divine King Talisman, but before he had time to activate it, it fell down.

The Divine King Talisman and the "Seven Evil Formation Diagram" are their two trump cards for entering the abyss of darkness, one is for defense and the other is for attack.

"Chichi!"
To be continued...