But now...

The opportunity was right in front of him, but he was too embarrassed to take action.

"I still believe what you say, Yan Wushen." If it were said by another monk, Yan Wushen might not take it to heart. However, when Zhang Ruochen said it, it had a profound impact on Yan Wushen's state of mind.

Not a small impact.

"Zhang Ruochen must have said this on purpose to influence my heart. If at this moment, I attack from behind, even if I defeat him or even kill him, I will definitely feel guilty. From now on, in Qianwen Realm and

A life of death will form a huge knot in the heart."

Finally, Yan Wushen smiled helplessly and did not take action.

Wujiang is also amazing. With the strength of the sixty-sixth level of mental power, he can display the illusion of ten thousand eyes, support the shadow of the ancestor of the underworld, release the kingdom of the underworld, and activate the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead to hit ten in a row.

Three curses.

"Boom."

The two used their own methods and clashed fiercely.

About three breaths later, the ancestor of Hades was shattered again, and the black hole with a diameter of three feet was broken by the flame beam and the torrent of starlight.

"puff!"

Wujiang spit out blood and threw it away.

It is strange to say that the ancestor of the underworld and the black hole were shattered, but the country of the underworld that he condensed only suffered some damage. It is precisely with the defense of the country of the underworld that even if it is hit by the power of the Supreme, Wujiang can

Just spit out a mouthful of holy blood.

If it were any other monk, he would have been wiped out.

Zhang Ruochen suffered a curse attack, and his mental power, body, and holy soul all suffered some injuries, but they were not serious.

His current physical body seems to be very resistant to the curse.

"Wow——"

After Wujiang flew out, before he could stabilize his figure, Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the void, and the purple gold gourd in his hand struck straight at the top of his head.

There was a bang, and blood spurted from Wujiang's head.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen struck Wujiang in the heart with another palm.

…………

…

In just the blink of an eye, Zhang Ruochen attacked twelve times in a row. Wujiang's skull was shattered, his chest was collapsed, and his legs were beaten into bloody mud.

Every move is intended to kill Wujiang.

More than a hundred great saints from the Nether Tribe chased after him, and they happened to see this scene, and they were all frightened.

Zhang Ruochen must have been too bold, he actually wanted to kill Wujiang.

Does he know who Wujiang is? Does he know who Wujiang’s master is?

"stop."

"Gather up a formation, attack together, and use curse to attack Zhang Ruochen."

There are one hundred and thirty-two great saints from the underworld who came here. Their hands each formed a strange seal, and they chanted incantations in their mouths.

The power of curses shuttled between them, becoming stronger and stronger.

The starry sky for thousands of miles around was shrouded in the aura of death.

Yan Wushen, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, felt that his heart suddenly stopped beating, and his whole body became cold. All the body temperature disappeared in an instant. Moreover, it continued to drop.

"The Death Curse."

Yan Wushen's expression changed slightly, and golden Buddha light bloomed from his body, expelling the power of the curse that invaded his body. He quickly used Space Movement to retreat far away.

More than a hundred great saints of the underworld cast curses at the same time, and after being superimposed layer by layer, it was enough to easily kill the great saint of Qianwenjing.

Zhang Ruochen's heart stopped beating, and the palm that was originally attacking Wujiang slowed down for a moment.

At this moment, Wujiang, who was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back, his body automatically exploded and turned into a ball of black mist.

"Chichi."

In the center of the one hundred and thirty-two great saints of the Nether Tribe, the black mist appeared again and condensed into the boundless body. The flesh was still dripping with blood and even slightly deformed. There were countless broken bones in the body.

Fortunately, his mental power was far stronger than Zhang Ruochen's and he protected the holy soul.

Otherwise, if Zhang Ruochen suffered twelve consecutive blows, even if his body was not destroyed, his holy soul would be destroyed.

"Okay, it's the Death Curse. I will control it to kill Zhang Ruochen."

Wujiang knew that his strength was indeed far behind Zhang Ruochen, so he gave up fighting him alone. His body was beaten to the point where he could not move, but his mental power was able to activate the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead and float it above his head.

In his mouth, he recited a spell.

The curse power of Wujiang and the one hundred and thirty-two Nether Clan great saints all converged on the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead.

"Zhang Ruochen, this Death Curse was originally intended to be used to kill Emperor Chi, but I didn't expect it to be used on you first. More than a hundred great saints from the Nether Tribe came together to bid you farewell. You died a glorious death!"

As Wujiang's voice sounded, the entire starry sky became dark, brewing with terrifying murderous intent.

Yan Wushen stepped back thousands of miles again, obviously extremely afraid of the Death Curse, and for the first time he began to worry about Zhang Ruochen. "With the blessing of the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead, the Death Curse can already threaten the life of the Great Sage in the Ten Thousand Death Realm.

Zhang Ruochen must be unstoppable. Is he going to die in Wujiang's hands?"

Although Yan Wushen regarded Zhang Ruochen as his only opponent in this generation and did not want him to die in the hands of other monks, he had no reason to save him at this time.

So, he stood aside and wanted to see if Zhang Ruochen had the ability to break the curse and kill him.

…

It’s been a while since I wrote the Battle of Shoutian, so I’ll try to finish it in Chapter 5 or 6.

There are always readers saying, "It will end in two chapters" or something like that, but what I meant at that time was that the final battle will begin after two chapters.

Some readers are also asking about the development of the plot after the Battle of Huntian. In fact, what foreshadowing has been laid, and everyone should have some ideas. However, I have also conceived some things that are definitely beyond everyone's expectations. Next, I will slowly present them.
Chapter completed!