The golden handprint is thousands of miles long, like light and fog, sometimes empty and sometimes real, constantly emitting a breathtaking wave of power.

"Rumbling."

Under the palm print, the great saints of the Ghost Clan fought with all their might. Some of them used ghost weapons, while others used advanced holy art. However, it was too late. The entire continent continued to sink, and the huge star of the tribe trembled violently.

After a while, standing in the starry sky, I saw smoke and dust rolling on the distant planet and energy chaotic.

A shocking five-finger handprint pit was printed on the surface of the planet.

The surroundings of the handprint pit are full of golden cracks, and the light mists into a waterfall.

A brilliant golden light spot was suspended above the handprint pit.

The monks from the upper three clans flew quickly towards the stars of the ghost clan, and finally saw clearly that the golden light spot turned out to be a figure.

"Zhang... Zhang Ruochen, he is not dead..." Bai Yu Crazy Lion said with a trembling voice, his eyes full of shock.

Prajna stood in front, and an undetected light appeared in his cold and deep eyes.

"Crash."

The ten wings on Zhang Ruochen's back spread out, and his whole body was full of golden light, like a god descending to the earth, slowly landing on the ground.

In the center of this vast basin that was shot out by Zhang Ruochen with a palm, there is a ghost town standing tall.

In the ghost city, the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles of the Ghost Clan supported the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, and with the power of the Supreme, blocked the palm seal and saved the ghost city.

Standing on the towering city wall of darkness, the bright red sage in the form of pink skull looked at Zhang Ruochen falling from the sky and made an incredible voice: "How is that possible?"

"Is that really Zhang Ruochen?"

"You didn't say that he was dead underground."

The two great saints of the Bone Clan, the Full Moon Ox Emperor and the Tian Bird God Bone, flew to the left and right sides of the pink skull.

At the same time, Wu Hu, Winged Ghost Emperor, and Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor were there at night and gathered from all over the city.

"It was invaded by the power of Amo's curse and it was completely resolved in just three days, and... his cultivation seemed to be even better than before." Ye Chang said in surprise.

Feng's expression was solemn, as if facing a great enemy, and said, "It's not just better than before. Compared with three days ago, Zhang Ruochen is much stronger."

Just now, he fought against Zhang Ruochen with the Supreme Holy Artifact, and Yu felt great pressure.

I would never have had this feeling when I fought with Zhang Ruochen before.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the figures of the great saints in the ghost town and sang: "Yuan, we have not decided the winner yet. Do you dare to fight me again?"

"What's not to dare?"

The slight stimulated the body of the Chaos Ghost Emperor who was ninety-nine feet tall, and flew out of the ghost city with the seven-star ghost lotus in his hand, facing Zhang Ruochen head-on.

It was him who invited Zhang Ruochen to fight the Ghost Clan's own star. If he was afraid to fight, wouldn't he be a joke to the monks in the entire hell world?

Besides, even if Zhang Ruochen becomes stronger, how strong can he be in just a few days?

Even when facing strong men of Wujiang and Luo Shengtian, Wuxi dares to compete head-on. Even if he loses, he is confident of getting out. Can Zhang Ruochen be stronger than Wujiang and Luo Shengtian?

"very good."

Zhang Ruochen's speed was as fast as light, and in an instant, he collided with the shui.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen's fist collided with the black light shield formed by the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus. Two powerful forces tore the ground under the two feet apart.

"Bang bang."

Zhang Ruochen used Luoshui boxing technique, and the shadows fell like raindrops.

There is no use of holy intention, but each punch contains divine power, and the rules of tens of millions of boxing, and the power of dragon souls and elephant souls in the Thousand Questions Realm blesses the double punches.

The sound of boxing is like the waves of the sea, and the waves hit the reefs.

"Is Zhang Ruochen's body so terrible?" In the ghost city, a great saint felt his heart trembling.

The four eyes of the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor had extraordinary abilities and saw some clues, saying: "The shackles in Zhang Ruochen's body have broken at least ten of them. The divine power contained in the body of the demigod is constantly being activated. He... He is becoming stronger, and we may have big trouble today, so everyone is ready to fight."

By saying such words, it can be seen that the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor is no longer as optimistic as before.

The Winged Ghost Emperor was quite puzzled and said, "No, no, in just three days, more than ten shackles were broken. Even if Zhang Ruochen had the help of the Divine Travel Pill and the time power, it would be impossible."

"Zhang Ruochen should have got some opportunity underground."

The pink skull stomped his feet gently and let out a soft hum.

A great saint of the ghost clan who was burning with ghost fire all over his body said, "It's so strange, why didn't Yuuu use the power of the Supreme Holy Artifact to fight back? I don't believe that Zhang Ruochen's power can be powerful enough to suppress the Supreme Holy Artifact."

"Of course, Zhang Ruochen could not fight against the Supreme Holy Artifact with his bare hands. However, he could use his strength and speed to suppress the supreme power of the supreme holy artifact. It takes time for the great sage of the Hundred Shackle Realm to stimulate the power of the Supreme Holy Artifact. Zhang Ruochen did not give the supreme time." said the pink skull.

The Winged Ghost Emperor had a stern expression and said coldly: "I think it is necessary for us to take action now and combine all our strength to kill Zhang Ruochen. What kind of fighting alone will only give Zhang Ruochen the chance to defeat each one."

The pink skull sent a message to the eighth son of the ghost master, "Zeng", and said, "Is the Great Sage of the Barbarian Sword still alive? Bring him here."

"Bang bang!"

Push your hands and hold the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, use the power of the Supreme to support a black light shield.

The black light cover was sometimes dim and sometimes sunken by Zhang Ruochen's fist force.

Only some supreme inscriptions appear on the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, and they cannot fully recover and their power is suppressed.

"Damn it, why did Zhang Ruochen's power become so powerful?"

He retreated step by step, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to activate the ghost energy.

In the past, even if Wu Hu didn't use the Supreme Holy Artifact, he could still suppress Zhang Ruochen in terms of power, but now he has completely reversed it.

"Nighty Ghost's Halberd."

The shui released powerful mental power, mobilized the ghost energy on the ghost clan's own star, and condensed into a black halberd.

"Go to die for me."

The black halberd was like a snake, releasing a biting fog of cold and cold air, drawing a winding arc and hitting Zhang Ruochen's vest.

The mental strength reaches level 64, which is the biggest reason why he can surpass Yanhong Great Sage, Sword Prison Emperor and others to reach the seventh place. Otherwise, based on the cultivation of the Holy Dao, he and Yanhong Great Sage and Sword Prison Emperor would not be able to break the gap at all.

Zhang Ruochen did not look at the black halberd flying from behind. While swinging his fists, he also released his mental power and condensed a light shield behind him.

"Rumbling."

The black halberd and the light shield frightened.

The light shield did not break like the one blow that Wu expected, but instead blocked his Nightmare Ghost Sphur and formed a circle of energy tides.

"Your mental power... Damn it, it turns out that you have been hiding the intensity of mental power."

How could Wun imagine that Zhang Ruochen could increase his mental strength by two levels in just three days?

This kind of improvement is comparable to other great saints' hundreds of years of hard practice.

"Boom."

A golden wing on Zhang Ruochen's back slashed out and slashed the black war halberd away.

Taking advantage of the violent fluctuations of his emotions, Zhang Ruochen released the world of truth and transformed the land of thousands of miles into a dazzling sea of ​​stars, splendid and beautiful.

The hands formed into palm prints, and a phantom of a dragon elephant rushed out from his left and right arms.

Xiao was very clear that Zhang Ruochen wanted to integrate the truth into his palm technique and stimulate ten times of his attack power. So he exhaled a mouthful of the original ghost energy from his mouth and poured into the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus.

"Crash."

The supreme inscription in the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus is quickly activated, releasing a huge amount of supreme power.

The power of the Supreme Condensation into seven black lotus flowers. On the black lotus, there was a ghost fire that was burning hotter than the ordinary Emperor Flame and the magic fire, and the space was burned to the point of distortion.

"Dragons and elephants destroy the world."

Zhang Ruochen shot out the thirteenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. With the blessing of the rules of truth, he burst out ten times the attack power and violently confronted the seven black lotus flowers.

"Boom."

The violent destructive power surged in all directions.

In the ghost city, all the great saints changed their color and hurriedly took action. The ghost weapons and the king's holy weapons were connected together, and finally resisted the impact of the supreme power and palm power.

Zhang Ruochen and the earth under the feet of the stern melted rapidly and turned into red magma.

To be precise, the entire continent is melting and cannot withstand the aftermath of the two peerless great saints.

The bleak Chaos Ghost Emperor's body burned, and his mouth kept making long whistles, trying his best to support him. After a while, he felt that Zhang Ruochen's palm power was rapidly weakening.

"Haha! I hold the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus and can kill the Great Sage of Thousand Questions Realm, threatening the Great Sage of Ten Thousand Death Realm. Zhang Ruochen actually dared to fight against the Supreme Holy Artifact with bare hands. I really think that the ten times the attack power of the Way of Truth can make you invincible in the world?"

Xiao Wen's mouth spit out another mouthful of the original ghost energy, sprayed it on the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, and said, "Today, I will redeem you to death here."

In the ghost town.

Seeing that Wu Xu gradually gained the upper hand, the Great Sage of the Ghost Clan who had planned to attack Zhang Ruochen together was relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

Only two balls of flames appeared in the deep concave eye sockets of the pink skull, feeling an extraordinary wave of power, and said, "No, Zhang Ruochen has inspired the power of the holy will."

Those great saints of the ghost clan don’t care about it, so what if they stimulate the holy intention?
To be continued...