Of course, if the top god is present, Zhang Ruochen would never use these three talisman soldiers.

The Red Soul Monarch has a strong cultivation level. Even though he was severely injured by the Time Talisman, he is still extremely powerful. The ancient spear in his hand picks out three feather swords.

One of the feather swords was shattered by him.

The Red Soul Lord is the Supreme God with a great perfection and a strong cultivation level. He shouted: "I am here, who can you kill?"

The monarch of the dead clan who was cut into more than ten pieces had his blood and energy blended with the regular divine patterns, and soon condensed his divine body again.

Zhang Ruochen was surprised and said in a narrow eye: "Isn't this dead?"

The Red Soul Lord secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked the Dead Lord who had concentrated his mind: "How is it? Do you want to enter my divine realm world to recuperate from your wounds?"

No response.

The Red Soul Monarch looked at it and saw a scene that made his scalp numb.

I saw that the body of the dead monarch was corrupting in some places, and black pus and blood were flowing out. Some were burning, like the fire of light was blooming.

"Bang!"

The body of the divine body collapsed and turned into a piece of powder.

How can you not be surprised?

How can you not be afraid?

A powerful superior god who had been in power for 100,000 years, was killed on the spot by a talisman soldier.

If it were the one who was killed, would he survive?

Zhang Ruochen nodded with satisfaction. This is normal!

The evil blood of the old corpse ghost and the bright power of the God of Heaven Explosion burst out in the form of a talisman. It would be too unreasonable if a superior god with blood exhausted was unable to kill him.

Being able to kill a superior god gave Zhang Ruochen infinite confidence, thinking that he could refine more talisman soldiers next.

He looked down and saw that the runes on the two feathers had dim and some places had been damaged. The talisman soldiers had lost their function, so he put them away.

Even if it is abolished, it cannot be lost.

In the distance, Luo Jinshu, who was fighting desperately with the Lord Yuantian, roared excitedly: "Okay! Fellow Daoist is good at killing."

Seeing the fall of the superior god monarch in the Hell Realm and the army of Tianchu civilization guarding under the Shenchun tree also wiped out the previous desperate state of mind, becoming excited and full of momentum.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"The Hell Realm is not invincible, and a god monarch has already fallen."

...

They roared "war" sounds, remembering the figure of the Taoist priest Fufa.

Seeing hope, Yuetong Zhenjun gave up the idea of ​​preserving his strength in order to break through and escape alone, and went all out. In the world of divine realm, eleven rivers of spirit emerged and flew towards eleven formation towers.

"The twelve star formation in the sky, start!"

Although one formation tower was damaged, as divine light appeared in the remaining eleven formation towers, an ancient divine formation slowly started to operate.

Twelve planets appeared in the twelve directions of the Shenchun Tree, with huge stars and endless rotation.

This is an attack formation!

Luo Jinshu, who was fighting with the Yuantian monarch, showed a dissatisfied expression and said to himself: "It is only then that I know how to fight for my life. As expected, in your heart, your life is more important than anything else."

Logically speaking, the twelve star formation of the Tiandou should have been opened long ago.

But, without guessing, Yuetong Zhenjun must be afraid that the formation would exhaust the spirit in his body, thus completely losing the opportunity to break through and escape.

When it was so critical that life and death were so critical that it was even worse than an outsider.

Luo Jinshu does not blame Yue Tong Zhenjun. After all, it is natural for human beings to preserve strength at the critical moment of life and death. However, I admire the unknown fellow Taoist even more!

"What a powerful Taoist priest, he actually killed a god of the dead clan." After sighing, Feng Qi flew decisively to Luo Jinshu and worked with him to deal with the Lord Yuantian.

He didn't dare to provoke people like the God Priest and the Red Soul Monarch.

Not everyone is as powerful as a scalper!

The Red Soul Lord was extremely afraid and gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of talisman soldier do you, the Taoist priest, refine? You are too evil!"

Zhang Ruochen said angrily: "You dead god, how dare you say that you are a demon. You are dead!"

"Sir Red Soul, he handed it to this priest. You will immediately go and break the twelve star formation of the Tiandou. This formation is extraordinary." The voice of the priest of the gods rang out.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes became dark and all the scenes disappeared.

"Is this... a mental attack?" Zhang Ruochen murmured to himself.

The sea water under my feet became as dark as ink, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Only the priest of the gods was floating in the void, emitting a faint light on his body, saying, "This is the power of death! You have been pulled into the realm of the power of thought by this priest!"

"Death Blade!"

A blade in the form of a sickle condensed in front of the priest of the gods, and was thousands of feet long, with a violent death aura, cutting through the void and slashing straight towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow!"

The power of death is extremely strange, killing the soul and destroying the divine thoughts is the biggest reliance of the dead clan to become one of the three tribes in the hell realm.

The ancient gods of the Dead Clan have created countless powerful magical techniques based on the power of death, all of which have the power of killing gods.

Zhang Ruochen felt a strong sense of death crisis, his hair was undone, and he immediately drew circles with his hands, chanting: "The central energy of Tai Chi! The energy of the energy is not divided, and chaos is one."

A Tai Chi Liangyi diagram condensed above his head.

This is not condensed by the rules of tens of thousands of Taos in the body, but a kind of Taoist magic technique, which is the concrete manifestation of the great Tao of heaven and earth.

In other words, this is the Tai Chi Liangyi of heaven and earth, not Zhang Ruochen's own Tai Chi Liangyi.

"boom!"

The Tai Chi Liangyi Diagram rotates like a millstone, crushing the blade of death and hitting the priests of the gods.

The darkness was torn apart, and Zhang Ruochen reappeared on the sea below the Shenchun tree, with his Taoist robe flying.

"puff!"

Opposite, the god priest suffered a severe mental injury, and spit out blood from his mouth. He looked at Zhang Ruochen with incredible eyes and said, "You... are you a dual cultivation of divine martial arts?"

Zhang Ruochen was unparalleled and said proudly: "That's right, I practice both divine and martial arts, and my Taoism has entered the realm of heaven and man. Just based on your attainments in the power of death, how dare you compete with me?"

I noticed something, and the priest's face changed and he looked at the end of the sea and sky.

I saw divine lights flying rapidly towards the direction of the Shenchun Tree.

Feng Xi's pleasant sound like a wind chime sounded: "Fellow ox, Feng Xi and the gods of the Feng clan are here to help you!"

"My fish is so real! Who will die in the dead gods?"

Yu Taizhen evolved into the boundless truth world of the universe, triggering the truth rules between heaven and earth, transforming into a giant war god, descending from the sky, and pressing against the monarch of the Source Heaven.

The Yuantian monarch was originally the peak of the god who survived the Yuanhui disaster, but he was stepped on by Yu Taizhen and fell from the sky. His divine blood sprinkled and fell into the sea with a thud.

There is no power to fight at all.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!