Zhang Ruochen said: "Your Excellency's cultivation is so advanced that it is incomparable to many heavens in the hell world and the heavenly universe. May I ask what your position is among the eight followers?"

"What kind of position could it be? Each of the eight tribes has its own leader. Each one has great supernatural powers and is a being who knows the world. And I am just a pawn under the leader of the Tian family, doing some dirty work and not worth mentioning."

San Yingtian smiled.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Really? But Pindao heard that you once received guidance from the Ming Ancestor. How can a person who is not worth mentioning be favored by the Ming Ancestor?"

A look of reverence flashed across San Yingtian's eyes, and when he looked at Zhang Ruochen, it turned into a strong coldness.

The other party even knows this secret. It is expected that not only something will happen to Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha, but also the Meng family's uncle will be exposed.

"Isn't Meng Huang'e his opponent? The Tianlong has been completely controlled by the God Realm?"

While this thought flashed through San Yingtian's mind, he had some doubts. Even if he took out the sacred weapon, he would not be able to deal with the terrifying opponent in front of him.

The longer San Yingtian and Zhang Ruochen looked at each other, the more terrifying they felt about Zhang Ruochen.

This Taoist priest seemed to be able to peer into his heart and see through his thoughts at the moment.

"Can't wait any longer!"

The divine energy in San Yingtian's body was circulating, and he raised his hands to sacrifice the "Ming Luo Tian Net".

This thing is the most precious treasure of all the tribes in heaven.

Er Juntian gave this thing to him to deal with Meng Naihe. After all, no one knows when Meng Naihe will return to the Meng family.

It is absolutely impossible for Zhang Ruochen to give San Yingtian a chance to mobilize his divine energy, let alone to sacrifice his divine weapon.

San Yingtian had just raised his arms when Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of him and pressed his palm print directly towards his face.

Although it was only physical power, Zhang Ruochen's palm shattered the space here, and cracks in the space spread to the distance, like a mirror being shattered.

Forced to have no choice, San Yingtian had no choice but to clasp his hands and strike hard with Zhang Ruochen.

"boom!"

Two earth-shaking forces collided together.

San Yingtian's body erupted with endless spiritual energy and rules, and a series of protective divine lights blessed his body. However, he was still unable to resist, and his body flew backwards like a meteor.

With spirit and rules in his body, San Yingtian did not suffer serious injuries, but his arms were painful and numb, and the blood in his body was unstable.

"Let's do it together!"

When Zhang Ruochen chased San Yingtian, he did not forget to greet Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha who was in a daze.

Summoning the Wangqing Demon Subduing Stick, Zhang Ruochen slashed at San Yingtian who had not yet stabilized his body.

San Yingtian reluctantly raised his right arm to resist. There was a "click" sound, cracks appeared in the arm bones, and the arm was bloody and bloody.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen jumped up and struck San Yingtian on the head with all his strength.

San Yingtian lowered his legs and stood up in a horse stance, his body motionless like a bell, and he used his head to catch Zhang Ruochen's stick.

"Bang!"

Like the divine bell of heaven and earth ringing.

The ground beneath San Yingtian's feet shattered and sank into the Santu River, but his head was not broken or cracked, and was as hard as the artifact.

He actually managed to hold it!

Zhang Ruochen was shocked and stumbled back. He was slightly surprised and looked at the Wanqing Demon Subduing Stick in his hand.

"Using only physical strength, it will be difficult to break through the defense of Tianzun level."

The defense of Tianzun level is not only physical defense, but also the rules intertwined within the body and the Taoism containing endless years.

Zhang Ruochen's physical strength is indeed very strong, but it is not so strong that he can crush the Tianzun level with his physical body alone.

After all, the power of the Tianzun level includes the power of the body, the power of divine energy, the power of rules, the power of soul, as well as the most powerful power of order and power of mystery.

The combination of multiple powers is the overall divine power intensity of the Tianzun level.

"This old man despises me so much! He only used his physical strength to fight me, and didn't even activate the internal inscriptions of the Forgetful Demon-Subduing Stick. This is too much of a deception."

After San Yingtian stabilized his decline, he did not forget to take a look at the Plain of Corpses.

I saw that the duel between him and Zhang Ruochen just now activated all the ancestral divine patterns and the order of the underworld in the space of the Corpse Plain, intertwined with each other, and filled the entire Wangchuan.

The ancestral divine pattern is like a dense line.

The order of the Hades is condensed into vines that grow towards the sky. The dim light flickers and gorgeous flowers bloom, causing earth-shaking changes in the Corpse Plain.

Being in it is like being trapped in a jungle, and all perceptions become blurred.

"It turns out that Lord Ming Ancestor has already made arrangements!"

Without any worries, San Yingtian relaxed. With a wave of his sleeves, he used the Mingluo Sky Net to hit Zhang Ruochen, who was charging at him again.

"Capture all the gods and Buddhas and return them to the heavenly net, and gather all the remnant spirits to fall into the underworld."

The Ming Luo Tian Net is airtight, intertwined in space, and has consciousness, covering Zhang Ruochen.

And, it shrinks extremely quickly.

"Wow!"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's body, like some ancient creatures, turned into the original particles of heaven and earth and passed through the gaps in the net of hell.

"How is that possible? You can't pass through this by turning it into a particle state...Who are you?"

San Yingtian panicked and spat out a mouthful of dazzling sword-shaped divine energy to block Zhang Ruochen who had re-condensed into the appearance of a Taoist priest.

The sword-shaped divine flower was scattered by Zhang Ruochen with a wave of his hand.

He held the stick in his hand, and hit Sanyingtian on the head with another stick. The knocking sound was very clear, like knocking on a wooden fish.

The sonic storm that escaped was telling the world that this attack was extremely terrifying and could not be stopped except by the Heavenly Lord level.

"If you can't break your soul with one blow, I'll give you ten blows. If you can't break it after ten blows, I'll give you a hundred blows."

Zhang Ruochen chased after San Yingtian and beat him from the sky to the ground and then to the Santu River.

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha, who was chasing after him, didn't know why, but every time Taoist Master Shengsi's stick hit San Yingtian's head, he always felt that his head would hurt.

How could it be so weird?

Shang Tian stood on the Corpse Plain, about a thousand miles away from the battlefield. Underworld flower vines were growing out from under his feet. Each one was intertwined by the order of the Underworld Ancestor. It was so tough that even the artifact was indestructible.

He allowed the Minghua vines to drown him, his eyes fixed on the Taoist Shengsi who was chasing San Yingtian, as if he wanted to see through him.

It's so strong that it can chase and beat a Heavenly Master with just its physical body, without being able to fight back.
Chapter completed!