Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Relying on his extraordinary control over cause and effect, the True Zen Saint King tried to reverse the consequences of Hades's use of "Underworld: Endless Purgatory".

Circles of mysterious rune light appeared around his body, and those lights were like the threads of fate, intertwining in the air. As the light flickered, an invisible force rushed towards Hades, trying to make his dark power backfire on him and make him suffer the consequences.

Finally, after these three consecutive attacks, Hades' strongest move was successfully defeated. The blazing black flames gradually died down, and the dark magic circle gradually dissipated, leaving only a charred piece of land, as if telling the story of the thrilling battle just now.

But the True Zen Saint King also consumed a lot of energy from performing these three moves. His face was slightly pale, his breathing became a little rapid, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his cassock was also soaked with sweat. However, his eyes were still firm.

At that moment, although the True Zen Saint King was slightly at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Hades, he was able to resist him tenaciously with his profound cultivation and tenacious will, and for a while he was not at a disadvantage.

On the other hand, the King's Soul was facing three powerful enemies, Thor, Tyr, and Heimdall, at the same time. Although the situation was dangerous and the feeling of powerlessness was getting stronger and stronger, the unyielding spirit in his bones supported him to fight desperately. He never had the slightest intention of retreating and stubbornly held his position in the midst of swords and shadows.

On a battlefield filled with smoke and resembling hell on earth, Tyr held a long sword in his hand, his posture was as agile as a cheetah, his eyes were as cold as the stars in the cold night, and he locked his eyes tightly on the King's Soul not far ahead.

He exuded a sharp and dangerous aura, like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed, ready to use his ultimate skill - Sword Judgment, trying to defeat the tricky enemy in front of him in one fell swoop and win the initiative in this battle for himself and his companions.

Tyr took a deep breath, and the breath lingered in his chest for a long time, as if condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Then, he held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands like iron pliers, and his knuckles turned white from the force, like snow. He poured all his strength into the long sword, and for a moment, the sword hummed, as if responding to the call of its master, eager to drink blood and kill the enemy.

The muscles in his arms bulged high, and the blue veins popped out like angry little snakes, as if he wanted to gather all his strength into this decisive blow and give the enemy a fatal blow with the force of thunder.

"Sword Judgment!" Tyr roared, and this roar was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, resounding throughout the battlefield, shaking the surrounding air. Then, he took a step forward, and the earth seemed to tremble because of his step. At the same time, he stabbed out the long sword with all his strength, and a dazzling sword energy as dazzling as the stars instantly shot out from the tip of the sword, like a ray of dawn that cuts through the dark night sky, rushing towards the king's soul with an indestructible and unstoppable momentum. Wherever he passed, the space was torn into tiny cracks by this powerful force, as if telling the terrifying power of this sword.

Facing this fierce attack that was like the scythe of the god of death, Wang Hun's eyes showed no fear, but instead a burning fighting spirit. He held the Chaos Devouring God Sword tightly in both hands like Optimus Prime, and the sword body flashed with a mysterious and deep chaotic light, as if it contained the power of the origin and end of all things in the universe, quietly waiting for this collision with the enemy.

Just when the sword energy was about to hit Wang Hun like a mountain, he moved. His movements were as fast as lightning, and as erratic as a ghost.

Wang Hun shouted, "Nine Chaos Slashes!" This roar was like a huge bell, resounding through the heavens and the earth. He was as fast as lightning, like a black lightning streak across the sky, waving the Chaos Devouring God Sword, and instantly performed the first slash.

A chaotic sword energy whizzed out. This sword energy was like the first ray of dawn when chaos began to open. With the power of creation, it collided fiercely with the sword energy of Tyr's sword, Judgment, making a deafening sound as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting. For a moment, the sand and stones on the battlefield were shaken up into the air and splashed everywhere.

Then, without stopping, the King Soul launched the second and third slashes. Each ray of chaotic sword energy carried the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, like a roaring dragon, baring its fangs and claws to compete with Tyr's sword energy.

The battlefield was filled with crisscrossing sword energy and bright lights that made it impossible to open one's eyes. The space became distorted under the impact of this powerful force, like a broken mirror, reflecting the thrilling battle scene.

Wang Hun's Nine Chaos Slashes became more and more fierce. The fourth slash, the fifth slash... each sword energy was more powerful and unstoppable than the previous one, like waves of the sea, one higher than the other, sweeping towards Tyr.

Under the powerful attack of Chaos Nine Slashes, Tyr's sword of judgment gradually became dim, like a candle that was about to go out, shaky. But Tyr still gritted his teeth, his face flushed, veins on his neck bulged, trying to maintain the power of his sword energy, trying to save this gradually losing situation.

However, Wang Hun's Chaos Nine Slashes were unstoppable. When the eighth slash was launched, Tyr's sword energy finally couldn't withstand the overwhelming pressure and completely shattered and dissipated, turning into tiny starlight and disappearing in this chaotic battlefield.

Wang Hun took advantage of the victory and launched the final slash. This chaotic sword energy was like a violent dragon, exuding a chaotic aura, and pounced towards Tyr. Wherever it passed, the air was burned and made a "sizzling" sound.

Seeing this, Tyr's face changed drastically. His originally stern face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. But at this time, he was too late to dodge. The chaotic sword energy instantly hit him, and the powerful force knocked him dozens of meters away. His body was like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Wang Hun held the Chaos Devouring God Sword in his hand and stood proudly. The Chaos Light on his body was still shining brightly, as if he was a god of war. Tyr struggled to get up from the ground, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. The blood slowly dripped down his chin and dyed the front of his shirt red.

He looked at Wang Hun, his eyes filled with unwillingness and admiration. He was unwilling to accept his own failure and admired Wang Hun's powerful strength.

At this critical moment, Thor and Heimdall did not choose to stand idly by! Like two flashes of lightning, they instantly appeared in front of the King Soul at an astonishing speed.

Thor was seen shining with golden light, holding the powerful Thor's hammer in his hand; while Heimdall was wearing silver armor, holding a giant sword emitting mysterious light, and his bright eyes were fixed on the enemy in front of him.

The two stood side by side, like two unshakable mountains, exuding a chilling aura.