Otherwise, how could he still have such fighting power after sustaining two attacks from the ancestor?

The spirit of the underworld crashed into the underworld mountains of the first level of purgatory world, and finally, the body fell into the second level of purgatory world, and then stabilized its legs.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, the sundial fell heavily.

Although the spirit of the underworld avoided the body of the sundial, it was still affected by the time power carried by the sundial, and its speed slowed down a bit.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen struck down with his staff, golden light and bloody light blended together.

The spirit of the underworld barely waved its sword to resist, and retreated continuously. It also mobilized its strength to neutralize the continuous attacks from the sundial, Hongding, and Mani Zhu.

Zhang Ruochen was so fierce, even though he was hit by lightning, he acted like nothing happened.

"Zhang Ruochen, you alone can't kill me! If we continue to fight like this, we can only perish together. When the time comes, the Dark Lord and the Confucian Patriarch will be extremely happy, so why bother?"

The spirit of the underworld completely weakened.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The Netherworld Purgatory shook, and a series of boundary-shattering roars were heard.

The Wa Palace broke out of the ground, carrying colorful divine flowers and rising into the sky.

The palace is gorgeous and magnificent, and the aura of the ancestors is strong. The sacred light and shadow of Emperor Wa is tens of thousands of miles high, purifying all the power belonging to the ancestors of the underworld.

Ancient God Panyuan stood outside the Wa Palace, like a peerless god of war, holding a giant ax and shouting: "With me and me, is it enough to kill you?"

"You... aren't you under a killing curse?"

The spirit of the underworld couldn't believe that a monk who had just entered the semi-ancestral realm and received a curse seal from the ancestor should not be able to regain his fighting strength so quickly even if he did not die.

"No matter how strong the Corpse Nightmare is, can it be stronger than Emperor Wa?"

Ancient God Panyuan flew out of the Wa Palace, holding an ax in both hands and striking it down, as if he was about to fight the spirit of the underworld in close combat.

Zhang Ruochen glanced towards the Wa Palace and clearly saw Feng Yan's figure, and a smile appeared on his face. Not only was Ancient God Panyuan not dead, but he also regained his fighting strength, which was a complete surprise.

It seems that Feng Yan has obtained the secret of the deepest power of the Wa Palace.

It should be noted that the mysterious power of the Wa Palace has scared away the seventy-two-pin lotus.

…

The edge of Hades.

Xutian's figure was as straight as a sword, walking with the ancestor Jin Ni, and intercepted the Red Crow King who was about to escape.

Xu Tian had a stone sword source tree growing on his head, like a brother of the Jing Dao people. He was full of energy and energy. He shouted coldly: "There is revenge, and there is resentment. Red Crow King, I have given you the revenge of death. Today I Xu Tian

Return the wind!"
Chapter completed!