Can the holy will fight against the supreme holy weapon?

In the same realm, whoever masters the supreme holy weapon is invincible.

"Boom."

The powerful energy burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body and penetrated the defensive light shield condensed by the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus.

In an instant, seven black lotus flowers shattered.

In Wu's shocked eyes, Zhang Ruochen slapped his chest with a palm, layered with layers of palm strength, like a sea of ​​tide, piercing the body of the 99-meter-high Chaos Ghost Emperor, forming a huge hole.

The snatch flew backwards like a scarecrow, hitting heavily on the formation barrier of the ghost city.

"Bang."

The light of the formation barrier dimmed a little and was almost smashed by him.

Feng was hit harder than ever before. Many forces were running around in his body, lying on the ground, unable to stand up, and could only watch Zhang Ruochen approaching step by step.

Zhang Ruochen emitted colorful chaotic light, and above his head, a mysterious vision of water and fire blending, a river of heaven was flowing around a round of blood yang.

"Your Holy Will...Second Level?"

He clenched his fingers and tried hard to hold them up again.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on his back and stepped on him again, saying, "As a loser, I don't have the right to know."

Next to it, the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, under the control of the weapon spirit, hit Zhang Ruochen's chest.

The purple gold gourd hanging on his waist flew up automatically and instantly became as huge as a palace. It directly took the seven-star ghost lotus flying towards Zhang Ruochen.

The world suddenly became extremely quiet.

All the great sages of the ghost clan could not believe the scene they saw. The strongest man in the ghost clan, Yuu, was defeated in Zhang Ruochen's hands while holding the supreme holy weapon and was trampled under his feet.

Zhang Ruochen's long hair was disguised, and he slowly raised his head, stared at the king standing above the city wall, and said in an orderly tone: "Let me go."

...

In the starry sky.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's invincible heroic figure who looked down on the world, the Great Society Luo Emperor, the Huo Mei Yin Ji and others, I couldn't help but feel suffocated.

In their hearts, Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang were compared.

Can Wujiang defeat Wujiang in such a devastating way?

"How could his holy will be so powerful? Could it be... Could it be that he has merged a second-grade holy will with the quasi-emperor-grade holy will pill?" Yuan Fei said in a trembling voice.

Although Yuan Fei Dasheng is the strongest man in the Dead Clan, the fusion of holy will is only the fourth grade.

He knew very well how difficult it was to merge the third level of holy will.

It is an unimaginable achievement to integrate the second-grade holy intention. Even the splendid sword god who was so gorgeous that he was not successful, and he was a little bit short of the second-grade holy intention.

"This is even more interesting! Only in this state can Zhang Ruochen compete with the strong men of the three tribes, and he will most likely lose both sides. Our chance is here!" Prajna smiled with bright eyes and white teeth.

All monks from all walks of life who were projecting the divine eyes of the world were already in full bloom.

Whether in the Hell Realm or the Heavenly Realm, Bing is extremely famous, and is a worldly evil spirit. Zhang Ruochen defeated Bing, defeating the beliefs of countless ghost monks, and also shocked the monks from all walks of life in the Heavenly Palace.

No one expected that Zhang Ruochen would be so powerful in such a short time as to enter the Hell Realm.

In the Temple of Merit, Shang Zigong's eyes were covered with blood, and he roared angrily, and he felt extremely unwilling.

His heart was filled with hatred.

Not only do I hate Zhang Ruochen, but also the giant in the heaven world who resurrected him. Isn’t it a relief to die? Why should I let him live again?

Facing an enemy like Zhang Ruochen, Shang Zigong felt very desperate inside.

Lan Xi, who was left in the Mingxi River Basin, looked at the projection above her head, and an extremely complex light appeared in her pair of beautiful eyes. She had hatred, but her heart was beating constantly. She could not suppress her joy that was difficult to be strict.

Why did she feel happy when she saw Zhang Ruochen becoming stronger?

Shouldn't it be fear and fear?

Of course, the most intense reaction was in the Temple of Destiny. After all, other monks only saw the surface, but the gods saw something more profound.

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