I rely on collecting five blessings to cultivate immortality

Chapter 321 Drag into Hell
Without a word of nonsense, the crimson-purple thunder light instantly illuminated the entire space, and Ren Zhen held the black hammer surrounded by the thunder light, and swung it fiercely at the chest of the runner king.

Huge withered bones and white claws drilled out from the sleeve of the King of the Wheel, covering the body and blocking the hammer, thunder and lightning stirred.

"you wanna die."

There was a gloomy coldness in Chakravartin's eyes, and a huge bone claw emerged from his sleeves and swept out.

Ren Zhen swung the handle of the hammer, dazzling thunder light poured from the hammer, and the Thunder Snake danced wildly towards the enemy.

"boom!"

The dense white bones and the thunder hammer shook each other, and the surging wind knocked down the street lamps, and smashed the glass windows of the entire street.

The bone claws were much harder than Ren Zhen imagined, and the thunder hammer hit them with only shallow dents. He touched the ground hard, and purple lightning flashed, and his body retreated abruptly, avoiding the white lightning that might strike at any time. claw.

"You can't beat me." Zhuanlun Wang said with a sullen face, and two more white claws emerged from behind, followed by countless white skeletons rushing out, completely covering his figure, overlapping layers and shocking .

A ghostly purple glow flashed in Ren Zhen's eyes, bright thunder lingered all over his body, and a series of deep roars came out. The next moment, a black hammer wrapped in purple lightning appeared beside the King of the Wheel, making it impossible for all the bones to react.

The Thunder Hammer dragged a brilliant stream of light, and the Qianjun Lightning roared towards the head of the Wheel-Turning King.

"boom!"

A bone spur directly protruded from the eye socket of the wheel runner, blocking Ren Zhen's attack. "It seems that I underestimated you."

One blow failed, Ren Zhen swept the Thunder Hammer again, the Pentium Lightning tore through the air and let out bursts of violent noises, and slammed fiercely at the body of the King of the Wheel, which was not protected by the bones.

Numerous white bones drilled out from his chest, and the runner king was wrapped in white bones in the blink of an eye, making Ren Zhen lose his place to start.

Ren Zhen didn't give up, the thunder hammer danced again, this time the thunder light was more blazing, the black clouds in the sky were also drawn, and a thick lightning bolt fell down.

The King of Wheels continued to make bones, every inch of skin was broken by the bones, blood and flesh splattered, revealing the strange bones underneath, pale as snow, branching and growing.

Ren Zhen smashed half of the bone spurs, and the thunder hammer was supported by the subsequent protruding joints. The white bones twisted as if they were spiritual, and countless sharp bone spurs aimed at Ren Zhen, wrapping him tightly.

"Even if your strength becomes stronger, it is still impossible to defeat me with your Yuanying cultivation." The Zhuanlun King's face was peeled off, and the voice came from between the bones, as if the bones were rubbing against each other.

Although Ren Zhen couldn't move, the thunder light in his eyes was still calm, white light suddenly appeared from the thunder hammer in his hand, and the inconceivably gorgeous green lotus lighted up.

"Pfft."

A spear shrouded in flames broke through layers of bone spurs, and pierced into the body of the Wheel-Running King with incomparable precision.

Then, blue lotus-colored flames rose up, and the thunder hammer in Ren Zhen's hand turned into a musket in the light. The flame flow quickly wrapped the gun body, and the air in the entire Anton City was distorted by the high temperature, like a scene of purgatory.

It didn't seem to matter if he was stabbed once. The bone spurs rotated and multiplied in a strange way, forcing Ren Zhen to retreat backwards, preventing him from getting closer to him.

Ren Zhen stepped on the flames and retreated, thinking at the same time. The bone spurs of the Chakravartin King were only defensive but not offensive. They had countless opportunities to stab themselves, but they did not act.

The bone spurs followed one after another, occupying the entire street in the blink of an eye, filled with bones everywhere, and Anton City seemed to flow into a white river.

Ren Zhen dodged a bunch of bones lightly, and swept out a green lotus flame with a spear in his hand. The towering Longteng Building was blasted a gap, and then suddenly collapsed, smashing into the sea of ​​bones.

As the smoke and dust rose, Ren Zhen collected his spiritual power to hide his body, but unexpectedly touched a bone spur. All the bone spurs came in like crazy, breaking through the dust and wrapping him tightly again.

The wheel runner glanced at the ball made of white bones expressionlessly. He was very confident that there was no way to break through the layers of bones, so he walked slowly towards the bone ball.

"It's over here, even if I force it, I will take you back to hell. This is the order of Hades."

Just as the wheel runner was about to move the bone ball, a slender silver light appeared horizontally, and the bone ball was cut in half with a click.

The long spear in Ren Zhen's hand had turned into a cold long sword at some point, and when the King of the Wheel showed his original shape lightly, a sword pierced into his chest.

The wheel-running king staggered suddenly, the corners of his pale mouth were stained red, and the bone ball behind Ren Zhen also collapsed, scattered like bones all over the place.

Ren Zhen wanted to pull out the long sword, but found that he had been stuck in a deadlock and couldn't move it. He stared at the King of the Wheel with wide eyes.

There was a smile on his pale face, his hands were twisted into bone clamps, he firmly grasped the blade of the sword, and let the light of the sword split the bones, and in the blink of an eye, new bones emerged from his body, replacing the crushed bones. bones.

"I must fulfill Lord Pluto's order..."

The Wheel King's voice was weak, blood gurgled from his eyes, nose, and ears. A magic circle spread out from under his feet, and countless runes exuded a primitive atmosphere.

Ren Zhen wanted to abandon his sword and leave, but he was too late. His body was swallowed up by the light from the magic circle, and the next moment they both disappeared from the ruins.

A burst of coldness rushed through the spine and reached his mind. Ren Zhen propped up his body with his arms and left the slippery ground.

It was pitch black all around, and the hanging stalactite pillars could be vaguely seen, and the dents were made by dripping water droplets.

"You brought him..."

The old voice resounded through the cave, and Ren Zhen shuddered immediately. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a tall and rough black stone throne, and the wheel-running king was prostrate on the ground and surrendered to the person on the throne.

Ren Zhen swallowed his throat, and slowly walked towards the throne, he had no thought of running away, because he knew where he was at the moment.

hell.

The Wheel-Running King intentionally showed his flaws to lure him into the bait, and sacrificed his body to forcefully bring him here.

If nothing else, the person on the seat is Pluto.

"Master Pluto, fortunately he did not disgrace his life." The voice of the King of the Wheel still sounded a little weak, it seemed that Ren Zhen's sword had caused him a lot of damage.

"You can go down now..."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, before the Wheel-Turning King answered, he erased his figure.

Only Ren Zhen and Pluto remained in the entire gloomy space.

Ren Zhen looked at the boulder throne neither humble nor overbearing. He saw an old and withered figure with long gray beard hanging down on the seat, his eyes sunken, and only two dark round holes remained. The withered and withered body was covered with strange nails black stone pillars.

An unprecedented fear quietly surfaced in Ren Zhenxin's heart. It was hard to imagine that the dying old man in front of him turned out to be one of the highest cultivators in the Three Realms, Hell Pluto.

"You are Ren Zhen." Pluto's voice echoed throughout the space.

Ren Zhen nodded slightly, and replied as calmly as possible: "I am Ren Zhen."

(End of this chapter)