The real domain of space can be supported by a thousand feet, but Zhang Ruochen thought that the light ball could be directly broken. However, the intensity of the light ball was far beyond his estimate, but it was initially supported to about ten feet in diameter, but soon it was pressed back to three feet in diameter.

"It seems that Wujiang is using the Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi beads. The Supreme Holy Artifact should be so powerful." Zhang Ruochen said inwardly.

The dark green light ball did not continue to shrink, but hundreds of great saints of the Nether Clan flew in this direction, each of them mobilizing the dark energy and urged the king's holy weapon in their hands, as if they wanted to take action together and kill him in the light ball.

Wujiang hid in the darkness, holding the Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi beads in both hands, and muttered to himself: "You can't escape when you are trapped in the Nether Light Mantra. Today is your death."

At this moment, Wujiang showed no emotions on his face, and he was so calm that he was scary.

If Prajna, Yuan Fei and others were here, they would definitely be shocked. Because they all felt that Wujiang had become extreme and reckless after being defeated by Zhang Ruochen, and his mood had huge flaws.

But who would have thought that everything was pretended by Wuwang.

In fact, after being defeated by Zhang Ruochen, Wujiang's mood did not collapse, but was tempered and became more restrained and deeper, otherwise he would not have had half the opportunity to be the star of the Nether Clan.

The reason for disguising like this is because after careful analysis, Wujiang felt that there were spies among the upper three tribes, and they had a different relationship with Zhang Ruochen. Otherwise, their actions would not always be incorrect.

Wujiang has several suspects, including Prajna and Yuanweishi.

Pretending to be blinded by hatred, the spy is to make him look down on him. The more he is careless, the more likely he is to show his flaws.

Previously, when Prajna was injured, Wujiang immediately went to help her heal her wounds, but in fact he wanted to investigate her details. Although he felt that Prajna could not be a spy from the top three tribes, he still wanted to investigate her.

"break!"

The Seven-Star Ghost Lotus turned into a black flower, spreading seven petals, becoming dozens of feet in size. Together with the true domain of space, the light ball condensed by the Nether Light Curse was broken and turned into dark green spots.

Zhang Ruochen escaped from the trap.

Only the supreme holy weapon can fight against the supreme holy weapon.

In the darkness, Wujiang's eyelids twitched and he quickly put away the Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi beads.

"Crash."

Above his head, Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the ripples of space, and Yan Shen's legs suddenly stepped on it. The scorching divine flames dispelled the dark force that enveloped the boundlessness, revealing his handsome figure.

Wujiang's hands were combined, and the divine shadow of the ancestor of the God of the Underworld appeared behind it.

The Divine Shadow poked out its huge palm and touched Yan Shen's legs.

After a moment of stalemate, the divine shadow of the ancestor of the God of the Underworld trembled violently and cracks appeared.

Wujiang's face changed slightly, and he turned into a black light shuttle and quickly withdrew.

"Bang!"

The divine shadow of the ancestor of the God of the Underworld collapsed and was burned into sparks and turned into spots of light by the divine flames.

"The ancestor of the God of the Underworld is vulnerable."

Zhang Ruochen was burning with flames and flew to the opposite side of Wuwang.

Although he said this, Zhang Ruochen looked at Wujiang a little bit in his heart, because he planned to directly hurt Wujiang with the kick just now.

It is indeed quite remarkable that Wujiang was able to escape without hesitation.

Both alertness and judgment are far better than before.

Wujiang said without changing his expression: "It seems that your cultivation has improved greatly. You can actually find my hiding place in the dark. What is the matter with the colorful light you have created?"

The colorful light on Zhang Ruochen's body was seen almost on the entire sky hunting battlefield. It was so amazing that Wujiang was of course quite curious.

Without figuring this out, Wujiang was always a little uneasy.

Time is precious, so Zhang Ruochen has no time to talk to him about this. He is planning to chase the Yan Huangtu and stop him from hunting the Zicai Beast.

But……

"Boom!"

A deafening sound came from a distance.

I saw that Yan Huangtu's body, like a golden skeleton, was slashed back by a murderous blood sword and flew more than two hundred miles in a row.

The power of the Blood Sword made Yan Huangtu's bones explode and golden light splattered everywhere, as if the Emperor's Dao's divine bones were about to be broken.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank suddenly and said, "Is Viagra too here to join in the fun? Hey! It's her."

The figure of Fenghou appeared next to the Blood Sword.

Holding a foot-long white destiny feather, she controlled tens of millions of destiny rules, and penetrated into the body of the great demon shadow that entered the Yan Huangtu, which made the great demon shadow stagnate in place.

It’s not that Feng Hou’s cultivation is stronger than the Great Demon Shadow.

It is the power of Tianming Feather, which can just control the Great Demon Shadow.

The wind queen wanted to try to control the Great Demon Shadow, but unfortunately she failed. Her two dark eyebrows, like willow leaves, couldn't help but frown.

The greedy infant flew out of the Asura sword and condensed the body like a child. He smiled grimly: "This great demon shadow is condensed from the souls of millions of demonic monks, and has been repeatedly condensed and assimilated by the Yan Huangtu. How can your cultivation control you? Let me do it and eat him in one bite."
Chapter completed!