God Emperor

Latest website: With a "bang" sound, the powerful sword wave hit the void a hundred feet away, as if it hit an invisible barrier.

The flaming sword energy formed a circle and spread out in all directions.

From behind that invisible barrier, sixteen lines of black smoke flew out and flew around in the air. The smoke gathered together and turned into a huge black smoke.

The third disciple of Ghost Saint, Yin Wuchang, walked out of the black smoke.

His face was pale, and his long black hair hung on both sides of his face. He was as weightless as a ghost, suspended in the air three feet above the sea.

Yin Wuchang's gaze fell on the Orange Moon Star Envoy, and his empty eyes finally showed their sparkle, and he said happily: "Junior sister, it is indeed you. When I saw the moon in the sky emitting an abnormal light, I knew It must be you, you are absorbing the moonlight, transmitting the signal, and notifying me to come to the rescue."

"If you want to save her, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Ao Xinyan walked out holding a sword and quickly circulated her Qi. With a chirp, a pair of seven-foot-long jade-white dragon wings sprouted from her back.

"call!"

The dragon wings flapped, creating a blast of wind.

She took off, flew over the ship, turned into a white light, and attacked Yin Wuchang.

Breaking through to the Fish-Dragon Realm, Ao Xinyan's half-dragon body has reached a small level of success. It can condense a pair of dragon wings, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, call the wind and rain, and be omnipotent.

"Uh-huh!"

Ao Xinyan pulled out the dragon-patterned blue water sword and dragged out a long sword light.

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, it immediately emitted a huge holy energy. The brilliance on the sword's edge was like a green waterfall, hanging down from the clouds and hitting Yin Wuchang's head.

"Holy Sword?"

Yin Wuchang's expression changed, and he immediately used Yin Gui's life-threatening footwork and took quick steps. Under his feet, a ghost bridge made of smoke appeared. He only took one step to reach the other end of the ghost bridge.

Even though Yin Wuchang's movement skills were superb, his left shoulder was still hit by the sword energy, leaving a half-foot-long sword wound.

Yin Wuchang stared at Ao Xinyan in surprise and said, "I never expected that there would be a master like you next to Zhang Ruochen. With your cultivation, you are definitely not an unknown person, but you have never heard of Shenlong. The half-human race has a young and strong man like you. Who are you?"

Ao Xinyan never thought that her sword could actually injure the famous evil master, Yin Wuchang.

You know, when Yin Wuchang became famous, she was not even born yet.

Is the successor of the Ghost Saint living in vain? Or has his strength really reached the level of a first-class master?

In the swordsmanship department of the Holy Academy, Ao Xinyan's talent ranked second, only weaker than Zhang Ruochen.

With her qualifications, she has every chance of reaching the top ten in the Tianji Realm. Now, she has reached the third transformation from fish to dragon, and her burst of strength is naturally extraordinary, and she can already challenge the masters of the older generation.

What's more, she also holds a holy sword.

With her current cultivation level of the third fish-dragon transformation, when she used the holy sword, the power she exerted was many times more powerful than before.

Ao Xinyan stood seventy feet above the sea level, as if she were standing under the bright moon. Under the moonlight, the wings on her back seemed to be carved from jade, exuding crystal brilliance.

"Heir of the Ghost Saint, that's all. You can't even beat me, but you still want to fight with the team leader?"

Ao Xinyan's pretty face showed a confident smile.

Yin Wuchang snorted coldly and said: "Little girl, don't think that just because you have mastered a holy sword, you are so great. Compared with the real strong man, you are still far behind."

Yin Wuchang took out a black bottle and held it in the palm of his hand.

He stretched out a withered finger and pointed it toward the bottle.

"Wow!"

Black lines appeared on the surface of the bottle, like ghost lines, gradually lighting up.

next moment.

From the bottle, wisps of black Yin Qi rushed out and flew toward the sea.

In an instant, the entire world became filled with gloomy winds, and the sound of howling ghosts sounded in the surrounding space.

Every wisp of black yin energy condenses into a ferocious-looking ghost child. Some of them stood on the sea, wearing battle armor and holding spears, like ghost warriors. Some are hanging in the void, riding bone horses with sharp horns on their heads, like hell knights.

At a glance, there were as many as three thousand ghost children, densely packed and everywhere, like a ghost army.

"The dead souls and ghost children have become one." Yin Wuchang said.

Three thousand ghost children immediately flew towards Ao Xinyan. When they flew in front of Ao Xinyan, they immediately collided with each other, condensed together, and turned into a huge skull as high as a hill.

"Well!"

That huge skull hit Ao Xinyan so hard that he vomited blood, flew back, and landed on the ship again.

Ao Xinyan covered her chest with her beautiful hands, and a black ghostly aura appeared on her delicate white face.

Yin Wuchang laughed loudly, stretched out his arms, soared up, and landed on the top of the huge skull, saying: "Little girl, is it uncomfortable to have the power of the dead soul invade your body? If you submit to me, Be my slave, and I will help you resolve the power of the dead souls in your body."

"Can even the power of a dead soul hurt me?"

The divine dragon martial spirit in Ao Xinyan's body manifested and let out an ear-splitting dragon roar.

The divine dragon martial spirit condensed into a point of light, rushed into the meridians, flew around the whole body, and immediately swallowed up the power of the dead souls.

After swallowing a large amount of Jiao Soul Pills, Ao Xinyan's martial spirit had already reached a new level.

The strength of her martial spirit is comparable to that of a monk in the ninth transformation of fish-dragon.

Of course, the spirit of death that Yin Wuchang unleashed could not restrain her.

Yin Wuchang's eyes turned cold and he said: "Your martial spirit is actually the rare divine dragon martial spirit, which is a bit interesting. From this point of view, I must accept you as a slave."

Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly and said: "Yin Wuchang, you actually refined three thousand ghost children and did something so harmful to Tianhe. Today, I can't spare you."

The ghost boy is a ghost slave made from the soul of a baby boy.

The three thousand dead ghost boys mean that Yin Wuchang killed three thousand boys in total and even extracted their souls.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are just a coward hiding behind a woman. If you want to fight with me, I'm afraid you have to practice for another ten years. However, I don't think you have a chance to live for another ten years. Tonight, it's you The day of your death. Don’t worry, after you die, I will help you take care of that little girl from the dragon and half-human race, and your... fiancée. Haha!"

Yin Wuchang glanced in the direction of Huang Yanchen and let out a lewd laugh.

He didn't take Zhang Ruochen seriously at all. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Zhang Ruochen was, he was only at the Great Perfection level of Tianji Realm.

If you don't reach the fish-dragon realm, you will ultimately be just a mortal.

"Really? I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and released his mental power.

"Boom!"

There was a thunder in the sky.

Above Yin Wuchang's head, suddenly, a lead-black cloud appeared, covering the moon, making the entire sky and earth pitch black.

In the clouds, bright electric lights condensed, shuttled between each other, and intertwined.

Yin Wuchang raised his head and glanced at a group of black clouds, feeling an inexplicable sense of danger. His expression changed, and he felt a powerful fluctuation in mental power. He looked at Zhang Ruochen in shock and said, "Is it true that your major is mental power?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't answer him, and just uttered four words: "Nine-cut electric knife."

"Crack!"

A bright bolt of lightning cut through the void, like a blade connecting heaven and earth, rushing out of the cloud and striking down suddenly.

From a distance, it looks like a god standing in the clouds waving a magic sword.

"I don't believe it, you are really that strong."

Yin Wuchang's eyes revealed a sharp light, he spread his arms, and a black brilliance emerged from the palms of his hands. They merged together and turned into an arc-shaped light shield, which was held above his head to block the first electric light. live.

"Boom!"

The lightning blades continued to fall, hitting the light shield, causing a huge hole in Yin Wuchang's head, causing it to fall rapidly downwards.

When the seventh ray of lightning fell, Yin Wuchang finally couldn't bear the force. With a bang, the light shield shattered, and an electric knife hit him, leaving a deep wound on his back. Almost cutting his body in half.

The eighth electric light and the ninth electric light fell one after another, smashing the huge hole into pieces, turning into wisps of ghostly energy and flying out in all directions.

Orange Moon Star Envoy looked at this scene in shock, took a breath of cold air, and said secretly, "Master of spiritual power? Zhang Ruochen's hidden strength is so terrifying, Yin Wuchang is no match for him at all."

Zhang Ruochen still looked calm and calm, looking at the severely injured Yin Wuchang, he said coldly: "Yin Wuchang, how do you want to die?"

Yin Wuchang was very unwilling and refused to admit defeat. He snorted coldly: "Do you think you can defeat me?"

He glanced in the direction of Orange Moon Star Envoy, took a deep breath, and prepared to use a forbidden martial skill to burn the blood in his body and continue fighting Zhang Ruochen.

No matter what, he absolutely cannot be defeated in front of the Orange Moon Star Envoy.

"I'll kill him."

Ao Xinyan's injuries have recovered, and she is holding a dragon-patterned blue water sword, ready to fight Yin Wuchang again.

At this moment, the Orange Moon Star Envoy flew out first.

Her delicate body was as light as catkins, dragging her long clothes and falling to the sea, saying: "I'd better kill him!"

Hearing this, Yin Wuchang's face turned very pale, and he stared at the Orange Moon Star Envoy in disbelief. His voice was a little dry, and he said: "Junior sister... what did you say?"

Orange Moon Star Envoy walked to the opposite side of Yin Wuchang and said coldly: "Brother, Zhang Ruochen is my master now. If you are an enemy of him, you are an enemy of me. To tell you the truth, I lured you here on purpose. Otherwise , how to kill you?"

"Owner……"

When Yin Wuchang heard the word "master", he felt extremely harsh, as if he was struck by five thunders, and his whole body trembled.

He looked at the Orange Moon Star Envoy with some shock. He really couldn't believe that that arrogant and cold junior sister would one day be willing to surrender to a man and call him "Master".

Could it be that those legends are true and Zhang Ruochen has trained her into a plaything?

Before Yin Wuchang could continue to think about it, Orange Moon Star Envoy's palm had already pressed into his chest, making an indentation and shattering his heart into a ball of flesh.

Drops of blood spilled out from the indentation.