"So what if I kill you all? I just treat you as a big medicine. Maybe I can refine a divine pill."

Xiao Hei caught up with him, his tone was fierce, and the formation of the twenty-eight stars floating above his head, reflecting the light of the stars in the sky on the water.

Zhang Ruochen inspired the war god's belt, spread a pair of blood-colored wings on his back, stepped on thick blood mist, and various original visions around him appeared, and the original rules between heaven and earth continued to gather in him.

Anyway, it has been exposed.

The identity of the Origin Messenger does not need to be hidden anymore.

"If you have a kind of self-destructive divine source, we will naturally be scared away by you." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiao Hei was anxious and said, "Don't, don't explode your divine source. I also want to use his divine source to refine an alchemy!"

"I'll stop them, junior brother, you go first."

Master Xuanli stood on the water surface and released a gray dead energy. In her hand, bloody red blood patterns appeared on the divine bone staff, like the blood vessels of the human body.

The dead bodies and bones floating on the river surface stood up after absorbing the dead energy.

There are half-decayed human corpses, wild beasts, lions and tigers that have turned into skeletons, and silverfish corpses with bodies of hundreds of meters long... They have turned into a dead ghost soldier, with evil spirits soaring into the sky.

There are countless dead bodies in the Three Path River.

At first glance, thousands of troops appeared behind Master Xuanli, endless.

The power of fate is more difficult to refine than Wujiang imagined, so he was injured and retreated decisively and rushed towards the depths of the Santu River.

This section of Santu River is indeed very dangerous, but how can it scare the true god?

"The old witch is left to you. I will go to chase Wujiang, so no one can compete with me."

Xiao Hei saw that Wujiang was injured, and knew that Wujiang had a very big background and must have countless secret treasures on his body. Therefore, he spread a pair of flame wings on his back, controlled the divine formation, rushed into the army of undead, and fought out a way with an unrivaled force, chasing Wujiang who escaped into the confusing water.

Master Xuanli failed to stop Xiao Hei because Prajna's soul locked her, forcing her to fight with all her might.

Zhang Ruochen was worried that Xiao Hei was also rushing towards the army of undead.

The voice of Prajna came into his ears and said, "Be careful, this Master Xuanli is both a third-class false god and a necromancer."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes couldn't help but look at Master Xuanli.

This is what happened to a third-class pseudo-god?

According to legend, the middle-class false god not only reached the divine realm of spiritual power, but also left behind the great god after his death, containing terrifying divine power.

This kind of existence is rare.

Zhang Ruochen had just rushed into the army of undead and slapped a dead body away. The water surface under his feet rotated and turned into a vortex, pulling him downwards.

"rise!"

The blood wings on his back swelled, and Zhang Ruochen soared upwards.

These blood wings were condensed from the belt of the God of War, and their power was naturally extraordinary, breaking the suction force of the vortex.

"Ao!"

In the center of the vortex below, a black corpse hand stretched out, with fingers as thick as pillars. In the rotten flesh and blood, bones can be seen, and divine patterns flowing on the bones.

It's a corpse of gods.

Obviously, this divine corpse is not from the Three Tu Rivers, and it is very likely that it is the divine corpse warrior refined by Master Xuanli.

As a necromancer, she has such a means.

Zhang Ruochen shouted lightly and pressed down with one foot.

A dense line of burial gold rule divine patterns appeared on his legs, and a powerful divine force burst out, hitting the palm of the corpse's hand, and suppressing the divine corpse that was about to rush out of the river and sinking again.

On the other end, Prajna controls the colorful stone sword and stabs Master Xuanli's chest with a sword from the air.

Master Xuanli screamed.

"Swish!"

Tens of miles away, Prajna's white jade hands gently twisted.

The colorful stone sword that pierced into Master Xuanli's body also rotated, bursting out thousands of sword energy, tearing her divine body into seven or eight pieces.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and happened to see this scene, and was secretly shocked.

As a rare middle-class fake god, he was defeated so quickly in front of the new god Prajna.

I don’t know if it is because the middle third-class false god is too weak or the Prajna is too strong?

Of course, the middle third-class pseudo-gods are divided into three levels, and Master Xuanli should only be considered the weakest among them.

Although Master Xuanli's body was broken, his mental power and soul were very powerful. On the Santu River, sharp whistles were made, ordering the army of undead to attack Prajna.

At the same time, her shattered body flew towards her head and wanted to re-grow.

It was about to regain success, but one piece was missing.

"One arm missing."

Master Xuanli's eyes were extremely angry and glared at Zhang Ruochen in the distance.

It turned out that it was Zhang Ruochen who used the power of space to steal one of her arms, suppressed them into the Age of Rebirth, and took out the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror, trying to put his arm into the mirror.

"Ignorance Junior, just you?"

The bloody arm burst out with a strong divine light, and suddenly broke free from the suppression of the Eternal Reincarnation Realm, and slashed out a palm to slash the Zangshan Magic Mirror and Zhang Ruochen out.

The powerful magic power fell on Zhang Ruochen through the magic mirror of the mountain, and his internal organs were almost shattered.

"A single arm is so strong?"

Zhang Ruochen had to face up to Master Xuanli's combat power again, use the origin secrets to mobilize the origin rules, support the Zangshan Magic Mirror over his head, and resist the second attack slashed by the divine hand.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen and Zangshan Magic Mirror fell into the turbid corpse river at the same time.

"Dare you hurt him?"

Prajna's face was cold, and a brighter light gushed out from his divine eyes, and the vast divine power turned into layers of ripples, rushing out with the divine light.

The roars and screams of the undead spread throughout the world.

When they encounter divine light, their bodies immediately burned and then turned into ashes.

In this moment, millions of undead disappeared completely and were destroyed by her eyes.

When Master Xuanli was shocked, Prajna appeared in front of her, and the Destiny Staff made a "rattle" sound, penetrated the space and hit her directly.

"Fate kills the god of destiny and will die without death."

"Bang!"

Master Xuanli's [    ] divine body exploded and turned into a bloody rain, dyeing the Three Tu Rivers red.

Hit by the Destiny Staff, Master Xuanli's soul was shattered into pieces.

The fragment of the soul was sucked away by the Destiny Staff, and suddenly, the master's life was extinct and his divine body could not be condensed again. Only some spiritual power and divine thoughts escaped, but they were unable to become great people and lost the threat.

"What a powerful goddess of fate. She has just become a god, and she is so strong. If she gives her a thousand years, wouldn't she be able to fight against the superior god?"

"No matter how powerful the false god is, it is still not enough to see before the true god."

All the gods floating above the Seven Injustice Holy City were shocked.

Seeing that Prajna was in full swing, Gushing Huanhuan pouted her lips, showed an unhappy look, and said, "So what about the goddess? She will abdicate soon. How can I, the Tiange, have a high position, and I am destined to become the master of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm in the future."

Prajna collected Master Xuanli's divine source and immediately calculated Zhang Ruochen's breath.

"boom!"

Not far from her, the water surface exploded.

The sacred corpse, which was thousands of feet tall, rushed out of the water, and was surrounded by the light of the origin, and all the anger was suppressed.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the left shoulder of the corpse, not injured. He looked down at the river surface stained with divine blood below, stared at Prajna, who was standing on the water with long hair floating on it, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"It's too strong! I have to break through to the divine realm as soon as possible."

When Zhang Ruochen thought of what concubine Sanqian had said, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart, worried that his lover, ex-wife, fiancée, and confidante would have great turmoil.

Because several of them are very strong and independent, and extremely smart.

Once a person dies, no matter who kills whom he doesn't know what to do.

Only when he breaks through to the divine realm can he suppress it.

Suddenly, a change occurred.

The divine blood that merged into the river water turned into streams and flowed out at an unparalleled speed.

The direction of flowing is exactly the direction where Wujiang and Xiaohei leave.

"Is Master Xuanli not dead?"

"Impossible! When you are hit by the Destiny Staff, the true god's vitality cannot withstand it, let alone the false god?"

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To be continued...