585: C585 Fight the Beitang Son Again

C585 Fight the Beitang Son Again

Tu Jiuzhou still had a weapon. This was the ninth weapon. It was a black Picture Halberd. The black color on the Picture Halberd had reached an extreme, and it started to flow towards the outside.

His footsteps became heavier. The Picture Halberd was in his hand, and his aura had changed drastically. He grabbed the Picture Halberd with both hands, and two blood-red rays of light shot out from his eyes.

"Kill!"

Without saying much, he rushed over like this. In an instant, he increased his speed to the limit. The Picture Halberd in his hand turned into a black ray of light and fell down.

The killing intent swept across the entire arena, causing countless Martial Buddha warriors to feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Martial Emperors were even unable to breathe. It felt like a butcher's knife was slashing down on a cow and sheep. There was no room for them to resist.

Obviously, Tu Jiuzhou had entered the Dao through killing. The death spirits that fell under the Picture Halberd weren't just a few words. The true corpses were piled up into a mountain, and blood flowed like a river.

"You have entered the Dao, so I naturally have my own Dao! No matter how you kill the gods and buddhas, you won't be able to do anything to me. Dao! In the heavens and the earth, there is only Dao! In the Great Dao, there is only me, the only immortal!"

Ji Chen's hands began to rapidly form seals, and then turned into a Taijitu in front of him. He turned his entire body into his own Dao, and he was protected by 360,000 scriptures!

He stepped into the sky and stepped on the Taijitu. He disdained to fight from below. What he wanted was to attack. Therefore, he surpassed Tu Jiuzhou and struck down.

"Clang! Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing resounded through the Layer 9. The sound of metal vibrating in the air could almost tear a person's heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. Many people were spurting out blood, and subconsciously, they were a little further away from the battlefield.

Those powerful existences could clearly see that in the most terrifying part of the battle, Ji Chen had grasped a Dao Child and split the Picture Halberd in half from the middle!

"Puff!"

Tu Jiuzhou was sent flying even more miserably this time. The black armor on his body had completely shattered. He fell to the ground and smashed a huge hole in the arena. After rolling for over ten thousand times, he finally stabilized his body.

"Tu Jiuzhou, if you have any more powerful techniques, please use them now."

Ji Chen's body was glowing like an undefeatable golden immortal. "If you keep hiding them, you won't have the chance to dance anymore!"

"Alright! Since that's the case, I'll let you experience my ultimate weapon!" Tu Jiuzhou stood up. He also had a peerless physique, surpassing those ordinary human divine bodies. His recovery speed was also extremely fast.

"Originally, I only forged half of this ultimate weapon, but as long as I can kill you, I will be able to master this ultimate weapon of mine! At that time, I will be invincible, and I will truly forge a broad path that will lead me to the deities!"

Tu Jiuzhou's hands were empty. Even the armor on his body had disappeared. However, he still launched his final attack. His strength was several times greater than before!

The devil marks were colorful, and devil energy was soaring into the sky. All kinds of devil power had been polished to the extreme. This was the ultimate killing intent, the extreme coldness, and the killing intent that could destroy everything!

The Great Dao Saint Son revealed a look of realization. "So that's how it is. His final weapon is himself! It was indeed an ingenious idea, but it also conformed to the Devil Clan's proud idea. Interesting. "

The old beggar frowned, but then relaxed. "It's time for the ultimate battle. Victory and defeat will be decided in one move!"

The Devil Clan also held their breath and focused their attention on the battle. The leader of the Devil Clan was also a First Venerable Martial Immortal, and his strength was beyond imagination. He was almost on par with the old beggar.

This was the true Old Antique of the Devil Clan, the mastermind behind the Myriad Devil Palace. It was because of the old beggar that he personally came out to suppress everything.

His entire body was wrapped in a powerful armor, but the light in his eyes was just too fierce. His expression became serious, as he didn't want to see the terrifying consequences of his own Saint dying in blood.

"Tu Jiuzhou, I, Buddha Wuliang, and the Great Dao Supreme in my left hand are all used by my Golden Tyrant Body! I am invincible in the heavens and the earth, how can you fight me? Die!"

The golden light on Ji Chen's body had already created a splendid palace. His left hand was surging with boundless Buddha Light. The bodhi tree was circulating in his palm. Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, Duke Ming and King Kong were sitting cross-legged.

On the other side, Taijitu, clouds, and Eight Trigrams were flying together. Purple energy rushed into the sky, and golden light was surging. The divine fire of Tushita was burning. Dao Lords, Heavenly Sovereigns, Celestial Lords, and Heavenly Kings were suppressing the Nine Heavens!

Ji Chen controlled Buddha Dao. He also transformed himself into a weapon and rushed forward, clashing with Tu Jiuzhou with his strongest attack.

"Kacha!"

Endless lightning burst out from that place. Blood was flowing. A moment later, Tu Jiuzhou was sent flying away. Ji Chen struck with all his might. A huge swastika was carved into the sky.

At the center of the swastika was Tu Jiuzhou's existence. His flesh and blood had been sent flying, and all his internal organs had turned into nothingness. Only a skeleton was left, and it was wrapped in the final soul flame.

Obviously, Tu Jiuzhou had lost this battle, and it was a very miserable defeat. Ji Chen, who had broken through to the Layer 10 Combat Emperor realm, had a very terrifying combat strength. He was able to sweep away countless geniuses and overlords.

"We have lost this battle. Golden Tyrant Body, stop now!" A peak Martial Saint from the Devil Clan shouted. He wanted to stop Ji Chen's attack, but a huge palm print fell down, attempting to capture Ji Chen.

"Hold your grandfather's hand! Both of our families have been fighting for so many years, and we have always fought to the death! How dare you stop us today? Are you courting death?"

The peak Martial Saint from the Ji family attacked. He blocked the huge palm print of the Devil Clan with a single strike, causing it to explode completely. A bright light shone on the arena, and the battle was about to come to an end!

Tu Jiuzhou's eyes widened crazily, and blood gushed out of his eyes. He could only watch helplessly as the young man in front of him attacked. The golden light transformed into a huge character of Dao.

Ji Chen struck out his deadly attack once again. This time, he unleashed all of his insights into the Great Dao. Divine light soared into the sky, and a golden light swept across. Just like that, the character of Dao landed on Tu Jiuzhou's forehead.

The character of Dao looked light and weightless, but when it landed on Tu Jiuzhou's body, it looked like the Kunlun Mountain of the Heavenly Realm. In just an instant, all the bones in his body were crushed into pieces.

Then, the word penetrated into his head. His head that was rolling in the air exploded, and his three souls and seven spirits were all dead.

The Saint of the Myriad Devil Palace, Tu Jiuzhou, was dead!

He had fallen in Ji Chen's hands. If the saintess of the Devil Clan was included, then the Saints of the Myriad Devil Palace and the saintess of the Devil Clan had all died in Ji Chen's hands.

Of course, Devil Clan was infuriated, but they didn't dare to fight the Ji family to the death. The death of a peerless Saint was certainly a great loss, but if a war really broke out... They were afraid that thousands of Martial Saint warriors would die, and that wouldn't be worth it.

In any case, after so many years of fighting, there were already hundreds of Saints who had died in the Devil Clan. After all, Ji Linlang had survived dozens of wars. Since Ji Linlang was still alive, the one who died was the Devil Clan's Saint.

As the saying goes, one would get used to dying. The Myriad Devil Palace only left a fierce message for the Ji family before leaving dejectedly, and they had even lost to the Ji family's legendary divine weapon!

The result of this battle could be said to be inconceivable, but it was also within their expectations. After all, Ji Chen and Tu Jiuzhou were too strong. It was inconceivable for either of them to lose, but it was only natural for them to win.

The battle had ended. Those who wanted to see the Ji family suffer a loss felt very uncomfortable because their wish had failed, especially those who had a death grudge with the Ji family and Ji Chen in Blessed Holy Land. Now, all of them were gritting their teeth so hard that their teeth were about to break.

The Great Dao Saint Son, Holy Son Wang, Sun Saintess, and the others came over to congratulate Ji Chen. The old Saint Lord of Great Dao Holy Land greeted the old beggar. The two of them were people of the same generation, and even the old beggar was from the same generation. They respected this old Saint Lord.

At this moment, the sound of a blade shaking the sky and earth was heard. A figure in a black and gold robe landed on the arena and faced Ji Chen. "Tyrant Body Ji, you have proved your strength by killing Tu Jiuzhou!"

The one who spoke was none other than the Saint Son of Beitang family. His combat intent was surging. He walked towards Ji Chen and said, "Now, you are qualified to fight me!"

North Holy Son's words immediately caused an uproar. It was really another wave of trouble that had yet to be resolved. He had never thought that Ji Chen would fight him again after killing the Saint of Devil Clan.

"I say, are you trying to take advantage of me, a pig slaughtering knife user? Don't you know that Ji Chen had just gone through a great battle? Do you need to rest?"

Holy Son Wang was instantly enraged. He grabbed his long sword and said, "You pig slaughtering knife! If you have the ability, do you dare to play with me?! Do you believe that I won't need a hundred moves to chop off your pig head?!"

Of course, North Holy Son wanted to fight Holy Son Wang, but he knew that he was no match for him. The reason why he wanted to fight Ji Chen was to kill him to prove his Dao!

The Golden Tyrant Body was the strongest physique in the world. As long as he could kill Ji Chen, he would be able to forge an invincible heart and spirit. Therefore, only by killing Ji Chen would he have the right to challenge Holy Son Wang and the Great Dao Saint Son.

Ji Chen waved his hand and blocked North Holy Son. "It's fine! Since North Holy Son was in such a good mood, his Super Physique would naturally be happy to accept him. However, he couldn't be a weakling even if he wanted to fight. Let's fight to the death! "

"Alright, that's exactly what I want. There can only be one person between you and me who can live!" North Holy Son was full of confidence. "Don't say that I am bullying you. I will give you one day and one night to recover. How about it?"

"No need. Two hours is enough." After Ji Chen broke through to the next realm, his spirit, Qi, and spirit were in high spirits. It didn't take much effort for him to kill Tu Jiuzhou just now. He was still at his peak condition.

However, North Holy Son's combat strength was very terrifying, so he didn't think too highly of himself. It took him two hours to rest. After saying that, he sat down with his legs crossed. The Ancient Golden Scripture began circulating. The entire arena was flooded by the golden energy.

Patriarch Beitang was sitting in the clouds in the distance. Of course, he knew the danger of today's battle, but the result was always proportionate to the risk.

As long as North Holy Son could kill Ji Chen, no matter how great the price was, it would be worth it compared to the bountiful rewards!2

Furthermore, Patriarch Beitang trusted his own son very much. He believed that he could win, kill Ji Chen, and reach the top in one fell swoop!

Two hours passed very quickly. Ji Chen, who had become one with the world, suddenly woke up. He stood up and waved his hand at North Holy Son while his qi and blood were surging. "Come, I'll kill you!"

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