Although Zhang Ruochen has practiced the holy intention and practiced the high-level holy art of Thousand Questions, he lacks time to polish and meticulous understanding of the two. It is naturally difficult to combine the two.

Wujiang felt the fluctuations of the powerful holy will in Zhang Ruochen.

The fluctuation of the holy will is far stronger than the holy will he cultivated.

"Is it true that what Prajna guessed is that Zhang Ruochen has cultivated the second-grade holy intention? This... how is this possible..."

Wujiang knew the terribleness of the holy will. If Zhang Ruochen really practiced the second-grade holy will, it would pose a great threat to him. So he activated a stronger force to attack Zhang Ruochen.

The Great Saint's blood in Zhang Ruochen's body lost four-tenths of it. The Holy Will was activated twenty-seven times, but it still ended in failure.

At this moment, it is on the verge of life and death, stimulating one's own potential.

In the world of divine realm, Luo Yan said: "Whether it is human or the immortal blood clan, blood and energy are very important. If the Great Sage's blood is lost half, no matter how strong Zhang Ruochen's will is, it will not be possible to continue to support it. Alas!"

Luo Yan was not gloating, but instead sighed.

Opposing Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi's marriage is the same thing, but Luo Yan actually hopes to see a benchmark figure like Zhang Ruochen among the creatures in the hell world, erecting a flag for all creatures in the hell world, and at the same time suppressing all the undead tribes.

If Zhang Ruochen died in the battlefield of hunting the sky, it would not be a good thing for all living beings in the hell world.

The battle between living beings and dead spirits is the difference between the ranks of the lower three tribes, the middle three tribes, the upper three tribes, and the highest tribe, and even the gods care a lot.

Zhang Ruochen's rise has extraordinary significance for all living beings in the hell world.

The blood-jue war god's eyes stared at the door of fate behind the God of Fulu, and couldn't help but feel a trace of divine power surged out of both hands.

Luo Yan looked slightly sideways, and was surprised. Does Xue Jue plan to enter the battlefield of hunting and protect Zhang Ruochen's life?

No one can break the rules of the Battle of Sky.

It is precisely for this reason that even the ghost master can only watch the death of the sap in front of him.

Even if the Blood-Juven War God really has the intention to enter the battlefield of the sky hunting battlefield, how could the Ghost Lord and others let him do what he wants?

"Zhang Ruochen, it's time to end everything. Let me give you the last journey. Your destiny and the achievements of years of cultivation will become my wedding dress and make me the most dazzling new star of this Yuanhui."

Wujiang sensed that half of the Great Sage blood in Zhang Ruochen's body had been lost, so he controlled the phantom of the ancestor of the God of the Underworld and launched the strongest attack.

"The Wrath of the God of the Underworld."

The phantom of the ancestor of the God of the Underworld let out a long roar, and his mouth wider and wider, turning into a black hole with a diameter of 100 miles, flying towards the unmoving Ming Wang Shengxiang and Zhang Ruochen.

Wherever the black hole passes, the realm of truth, the realm of space, and the virtual time domain are all shattered, and all power is swallowed up.

At this moment, the gods in the world of the great gods did not blink, and they were obviously paying special attention to the result of this battle. Some gods had a smile on their faces.

Only great sages of Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang are qualified to touch the hearts of the gods.

Because they not only have the resources to become gods, but if they do not die, they will become strong people in the divine realm.

"The 39th time, the holiness of Yin and Yang and Five Elements will be merged with me, and I will break all this in front of me."

Zhang Ruochen had already transformed into an immortal blood clan. He gritted his teeth, his two sharp teeth showed a ferocious look, his eyes emitted a red light, and strange blood patterns appeared on his pale face as pale as paper.

The huge black hole is already close.

Zhang Ruochen was like a grain of rice standing on the edge of a black hole. Suddenly, the unmoving King Saint who was about to be broken once again burst out with dazzling light. A Tai Chi mark from Yin and Yang appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen and slowly rotated, several times larger than the black hole.
Chapter completed!