The major evil forces in the black market did not lend a helping hand and immediately opened the defensive formation, for fear of being affected.

The monks of the Demon Cult in Zhuguang Pavilion all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Array was successfully opened.

Although without the Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Formation, they were confident that they would take down Zhang Ruochen and the Blood Moon Ghost King, but there would definitely be heavy casualties, and even the entire Zhuguang Pavilion would be destroyed.

They can't afford such losses.

The Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion looked at the formation wheel above his head, nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and said loudly: "Zhang Ruochen, you still have time to stop now. If the power of the Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Formation lands, even if there is a ghost king to protect you, you will be able to end up with both spirit and body."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I can't stop anymore. Tonight, I'm destined to be a life-and-death."

"You are seeking death."

The gaze of the Lord of the Zhuguang Pavilion locked Zhang Ruochen, and wisps of black demonic energy surged out from his fingers, forming a circle of ripples, breaking through the ghost energy emitted by the Blood Moon Ghost King.

With this point alone, we can see that this person’s cultivation is unfathomable and he may have entered the holy realm.

However, the attack method of the Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion had not yet been launched. Above the sky, in the center of the formation wheel, a lightning as thick as a bowl fell down, and it was impartial and hit his head.
Chapter completed!