God Emperor

Latest website: Yin Xuanji said: "I am stronger than you, so what I say is the rule."

""First, you return the stubborn fruit to me. Second, hand over the treasure you dug out of the magma ocean. After you complete these two points, I will tell you the third rule. "

Zhang Ruochen played with the dragon horn in his hand and said, "Is there a third rule?"

This time it was a woman's voice, answering Zhang Ruochen: "You are a descendant of time and space, and you will definitely be able to cross the spatial extreme wall of the Corpse River. As long as you take us back to the Kunlun Realm, we can let you live."

The voice could be heard, but she could not be seen.

All I can feel is that there is a dark wind blowing over the magma ocean.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes squinted, and he waved his arm suddenly. The dragon horn in his hand was like an arrow leaving the string, and it exploded at several times the speed of sound in an instant.

About forty feet away from Zhang Ruochen, there was a roar.

A chariot made of bones of humans and beasts appeared in mid-air. The sharp dragon horns penetrated the chariot, smashing it into pieces and turning into pieces of broken bones. fell to the ground.

A woman covered with a black veil flew out of the Bone Chariot, looking quite embarrassed. Her robe was penetrated, leaving a huge hole.

This woman is Feng Yinchan, the princess of the ancient ghost-raising clan.

At the same time, she is also Yin Xuanji's fiancée.

Feng Yinchan held a gray-black ghost flag in her hand, which fell to the ground. She stared at Zhang Ruochen angrily and said, "Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to attack me?"

"call out."

The dragon horn flew around in mid-air, flew back again, and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Zhang Ruochen held the dragon horn in his hand and looked quite calm, saying: "I don't like talking to people who hide their heads and show their tails. As for your rules, I quite agree with them. However, since it is the powerful who set the rules, shouldn't it be done after the battle? Who has the final say?”

"What? You don't accept it?"

A powerful holy power radiated from Yin Xuanji's body, and he said: "Don't think that you are great just because you were able to tie with me last time. To tell you the truth, for our ancient zombie exorcism clan, the most important thing is The powerful strength is the war corpse we refined. Our own strength is secondary. In a real fight, you are still far away."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the three war corpses beside Yin Xuanji, and said calmly: "How can you know the result if you don't give it a try?"

Although Yin Xuanji's body was wrapped in white cloth, he could still see that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

"Since you are not convinced, I can only use my absolute strength to beat you into submission."

Yin Xuanji looked particularly strong. He took out a bell from his waist and shook it gently.

Suddenly, a war corpse with three heads and six arms roared and exhaled a large amount of corpse air from its mouth.

Its legs bent slightly, and with a bang, it jumped up from the dragon corpse's back and landed opposite Zhang Ruochen.

This war corpse is a super war corpse refined from three semi-holy war corpses. Each of its six arms holds a hundred-marked sacred weapon, namely a sword, an axe, a bead, a seal, a tower, and a tripod.

Each of the six sacred artifacts carries an ancient charm. There are a large number of inscriptions intertwined within them. The holy power emanating from them cracks the hard rocks on the ground and spreads to the distance.

Zhang Ruochen secretly thought in his heart: "It is possible that this inheritor of the ancient zombie exorcism clan broke into the tomb of a great saint. Otherwise, it would be impossible to equip a war corpse with so many holy weapons."

The bell rang again.

One of the arms of the three-headed and six-armed war corpse swung forward, dragging out a sword energy hundreds of meters long, like a giant wall of sword energy, dividing the ground into two halves.

The sword energy continued to rush forward, until it rushed in front of Zhang Ruochen.

Just from this sword, the power that burst out was more powerful than that of an ordinary third-level half-saint.

However, such a powerful sword energy gradually dissipated as soon as it rushed in front of Zhang Ruochen, and finally disappeared completely. It did not even break through Zhang Ruochen's body-protecting energy.

"How could this happen?" Yin Xuanji was quite surprised.

Even he, the third-level semi-saint's sword with all his strength, could not resolve it so easily.

The princess of the ancient ghost-raising tribe, Feng Yinchan, stood far away, so she could see more clearly, and reminded: "That sword energy was resolved by the space field. Only by breaking through the space field can he be suppressed."

Yin Xuanji snorted coldly, and the bell in his hand shook even more intensely.

The war corpse with three heads and six arms made a crackling sound inside its body. Its body grew five or six times taller, becoming the size of a small mountain. Its six giant arms stretched out at the same time, as if it wanted to tear the whole world into pieces. .

As the corpse energy surged throughout the body, the six holy weapons emitted a dazzling light, like turning into six blazing scorching suns. The atmosphere was brilliant and radiant, and they flew towards Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his two hands at the same time and mobilized the space cracks above the magma ocean. There were seven or eight cracks in total, and they struck the three-headed and six-armed war corpse at the same time.

"Stab it!"

The body of the war corpse was transformed into dozens of pieces in an instant, and then it was drawn into the space crack and turned into a ball of blood mist.

The six sacred weapons were out of control, so they were easily collected by Zhang Ruochen.

After Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword absorbed the six sacred artifacts, more than a hundred inscription patterns grew inside the sword body, making it one step closer to the Thousand Patterns Sacred Instrument.

Although the corpse of the god has been taken away by the Death Zen Ancestor, this space has not completely returned to stability. There are still many space cracks and space whirlpools floating in the air.

For other monks, this is a very dangerous place.

However, for Zhang Ruochen, he has a huge advantage when fighting against others here. Even those who are stronger than him will be suppressed by him when they come here.

After losing a powerful war corpse and six sacred weapons, even Yin Xuanji was so angry that he vomited blood. That was a huge amount of wealth, comparable to the total wealth of a semi-holy family with a profound foundation.

"Zhang Ruochen, you have angered me."

Yin Xuanji gritted his teeth and tightened the muscles in his body. The corpse energy on his body became thicker and condensed into a cloud of corpse energy above his head.

Because the aura erupting from his body was so strong that it caused cracks in the surrounding space.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Feng Yinchan again and said, "Do you want to come together?"

"Zhang Ruochen, you are the most arrogant man I have ever seen. Do you really think that you can be invincible if you can mobilize the power of space?"

Obviously, Feng Yinchan was also quite angry and waved the ghost flag in his hand.

"call!"

A large piece of ghost energy flew out from the ghost flag.

Every ray of ghost energy that falls to the ground will condense into a ghost soldier wearing armor. A total of eight thousand ghost soldiers gathered together and lined up in front of her, condensing a powerful force.

Among them, there are eight ghost soldiers who have condensed into actual ghost bodies. The most powerful ones are the eight impermanent commanders.

The most powerful thing about the ancient zombie-driving clan and the ancient ghost-raising clan is that they can control a large number of war corpses and ghost soldiers.

A half-saint who drives away corpses and a half-saint who raises ghosts can be worth several or even dozens of half-saints.

(In the past week, the website organized a trip to Thailand. The update may be unstable. I hope everyone can understand and try to update every day.) (To be continued.)