We agreed to brag together, but you secretly judged forever

at the moment.

It was almost impossible for the two of them to defeat Su Chen today.

It seemed that only by relying on self-destruction could it be possible to severely injure Su Chen.

As for killing the opponent, the possibility is not high.

Once Su Chen is severely damaged, their opportunity will come for the Great Shang Dynasty.

There was almost no hesitation in the black robe.

In an instant.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rioted, gathering towards the black-robed saint.

At this moment, the situation changed dramatically, forming a swirling funnel above his head.

Endless spiritual energy was poured into it, and his aura began to rise steadily at this moment.

Once it is raised to the extreme and explodes again, the power will be so devastating that almost no one can stop it.

Even the scarred Shang Dynasty will be completely wiped out.

"Is this a case of jumping over the wall in a hurry?"

When Su Chen saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, with an astonishing cold light flashing in his eyes.

After he shook the dark creature away, he waved his fist and hit the black-robed saint directly.

In an instant.

The invincible fist dominates the world.

"too late!"

The black-robed saint laughed wildly and looked very ferocious.

The self-destruction of a saint is no small matter.

This is their lifelong cultivation, it is extremely profound and cannot be stopped so easily.

Not to mention.

There were other people around Su Chen to restrain him.

Almost certainly.

In this area today, almost no one can stop his self-destruction.

"Come with me, go..."

A loud voice came.

however.

The voice has not landed yet.

hum...

A huge palm spread out from below, with divine light intertwined on it, forming endless rules, as if a hand of God pinched the throat of the black-robed saint.

"Ok?"

"This is……"

"Shang Zhou?!"

The smile on the black-robed saint's face froze.

"Shang Zhou?!"

Not just the black-robed saint.

Even Su Chen, the dark creatures, and the people who had escaped were all stunned in place at this moment.

Everyone looked at the scene that happened in front of them with disbelief on their faces.

Is Shang Zhou crazy?
This idea appeared in everyone's mind inexplicably.

after all.

This black-robed saint was a powerful member of the Great Shang Dynasty.

From a seniority point of view, he must be an ancestor of Shang Zhou.

No matter what, Shang Zhou had no reason to take action against him.

There is only one explanation for this situation happening now!
That is, Shang Zhou planned to kill his relatives with a righteous move!
After he planned to kill the black-robed saint, he explained to everyone that he had no choice but to do so.

As such.

Perhaps many people would spare Shang Zhou's life out of compassion.

"Shang Zhou! Do you want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors?"

The black-robed saint spoke with difficulty.

His old face was full of confusion.

He blew himself up for the sake of the entire Great Shang Dynasty!
He guessed that Su Chen would stop him at all costs.

But he never expected it.

At this critical moment, it was his junior who stabbed him.Not to mention.

This person was Shang Zhou whom he had always been optimistic about and believed could bring the entire Shang Dynasty to a higher level.

"Shang Zhou! Do you think they can let you go by doing this?"

"Don't have any wishful thinking! Now that you have chosen to cooperate with us, there is no way back for you!"

The dark creature that looked like the champion also spoke secretly at this moment.

At this time, he was also very panicked.

The life of the black-robed saint was manipulated by Shang Zhou. It seemed that Shang Zhou was no longer the same person as him.

He was left alone to fight against Su Chen, which had no chance of winning.

Once the black-robed saint falls, he should think about how to run away.

of course.

There is also a high probability that even if he wanted to run, he wouldn't be able to run at all.

In the previous fight, he had already realized how powerful Su Chen was.

These are also three of them saints, all of whom have refined a lot of black blood stones.

Without the existence of the Black Blood Stone, the three of them would have died countless times.

It can be said.

From the beginning, they were not on the same level as Su Chen.

"Ancestor, you are a little too extreme!"

In the central palace of the Great Shang Dynasty, at some point, a man with a majestic appearance appeared.

He is wearing an imperial robe, embroidered with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and a five-clawed golden dragon. He wears a guard crown on his head. He has a majestic demeanor and a pair of unfathomable eyes, with the sun and moon flowing in them.

He stood there quietly and made no further movements, but like a volcano about to erupt, his body contained energy that could destroy the world.

No one doubted that if Shang Zhou took action, it would be a shocking sight.

"I'm being extreme?"

The black-robed saint seemed to have heard some incredible joke, and his expression became extremely exciting.

What is he doing all this for?
If he hadn't wanted to push back a powerful enemy, he would have ended up self-destructing!
Those who can become saints are all outstanding figures in this generation!
If there is even the slightest chance, he will not choose to self-destruct.

But Shang Zhou was not good.

Never came to help from the beginning.

now.

When he came forward, he even accused him of being too extreme, which was too chilling!
"Since your skills are not as good as others, then just go on the road with peace of mind!"

"Why choose to self-destruct?!"

Shang Zhou spoke.

His voice was calm and gentle, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him.

Blow up.

These two words are easy to say.

But once you choose to do this, not only the body will dissipate, but even the soul will die along with it.

It can be said.

A living saint will erase all traces of his own existence in the world.

"Ha ha……"

The black-robed saint glanced at Shang Zhou desperately, with mixed emotions in his expression, and a hoarse laugh burst out from his mouth.

Although his self-destruction was interrupted by Shang Zhou, his appearance became countless times older in an instant.

This is the loss of his faith!
At this moment, he no longer knew what he was fighting for at this point.
I don't even know.

What's the point of living for himself?
"Please, Patriarch, go to die!"

"Your death will not be in vain, I will end this!"

Shang Zhou said no more. He opened his five fingers and raised his hand to press forward. Like a five-fingered mountain, there were bursts of wind and thunder sounds, accompanied by the shocking divine light rushing up, which was dazzling.

The black-robed saint did not choose to resist, he stood quietly in the void.

Even though the palm that had been squeezing him had already been loosened, he still did not choose to dodge, and quietly waited for Shang Zhou's magical power to fall.

Boom!

The palms in the sky fell, like a golden sky falling, covering everything.

A man as powerful as a black-robed saint exploded into a ball of blood mist in an instant.

He still had a chance to be reborn with a drop of blood, but he did not choose to do so. He just watched quietly as Shang Zhou refined his blood essence and soul.

(End of this chapter)