God Emperor

Yin Xuanji secretly shuddered and had to re-evaluate Zhang Ruochen's strength.

If he fights alone, he will probably lose.

"I have to admit that you are indeed very strong and have the ability to be arrogant. But, do you think you can conquer everything with just one person?"

Yin Xuanji's eyes glowed with green light. He took out a bell, held it between his fingers, and shook it gently.

"Ding ding."

The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another.

In an instant, six zombie kings flew out of the city lord's palace and stood in six directions in the Yinxuan Ji.

The strength of the Zombie King is comparable to that of the Beast King.

The six zombie kings gathered together and immediately emitted an astonishing aura of evil, condensing circles of ink-black corpse mist at the feet of Yin Xuanji.

In addition to this, the other monks from the ancient corpse exorcism tribe also controlled the corpses and surrounded Zhang Ruochen.

In the entire ancient city, apart from the six War Corpse Kings, there are also a dozen silver-armored War Corpses that are comparable to the Quasi-Saints of One Tribulation.

There are nearly a thousand semi-saint level mysterious armored war corpses.

You must know that the ancient clan that exorcises corpses and the ancient clan that raises ghosts have a very deep heritage. Their inheritance is older than Tai Chi Tao, Buddhism, and Confucianism, and can be traced back to the ancient witchcraft period.

In a sense, the inheritance of the ancient clan that drives away corpses and the ancient clan that raises ghosts are actually two branches of the ancient witchcraft.

The glorious and prosperous ancient witchcraft has disappeared in the long river of history, but the two ancient tribes have inherited it to this day.

During the most glorious and prosperous period of the corpse-expelling ancient clan and the ghost-raising ancient clan, they were comparable to the undead vampire clan.

On the surface, it seems that the two ancient tribes are no longer as powerful as they used to be. However, few people know how much strength they hide. In short, it can be said to be unfathomable.

"Just six zombie kings, just want to block a first-line powerhouse?"

Zhang Ruochen showed a smile, and wisps of holy energy emerged from the palm of his hand, injecting it into the Jie Zi Seal, causing the Jie Zi Seal to emit circles of faint light.

"Without Zhang Ruochen's action, the poor monk can beat them to dust."

Da Sikong chuckled and slammed the golden Zen staff in his hand to the ground, causing sparks to shoot out.

With a bang, the entire ancient city shook. With the wide street as the central axis, a gap several feet wide opened, dividing the city into two.

The monks from the two ancient tribes were all shocked, and there was a lot of gasping sounds.

"Another unparalleled murderer."

Their eyes fell on Da Sikong, and they were all quite afraid.

In the distance, the vast sound of Buddha came, and a monk was chanting sutras.

One after another, they looked towards the direction where the Buddha's voice came from. I saw another monk sitting cross-legged in the void, with Buddha's light shining all over his body, reciting the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" to save the souls of the dead in the city.

The ghost clouds that originally shrouded the ancient city were gradually purified, revealing blue sky and white clouds again.

That monk was naturally Er Sikong.

The long Sanskrit sound spread throughout the ancient city.

The sound of chanting sutras manifested into golden Buddhist inscriptions, flying between heaven and earth.

The undead ghosts raised by the ancient ghost clan were all wailing. Some of the undead with weak cultivation were hit by the Buddhist inscriptions and turned directly into a ball of black mist, dissipating invisible.

Feng Yinchan's face became quite solemn and said: "The Ksitigarbha Sutra can save the souls of the dead and specifically restrains the ancient ghost-raising tribe. Er Sikong's research on the Ksitigarbha Sutra has reached an extremely advanced level. I must We must lead the monks of the Ghost-Raising Ancient Clan to retreat immediately, otherwise they will suffer heavy losses.”

Yin Xuanji also found it quite difficult. If Zhang Ruochen was alone, it would not be difficult to deal with it.

However, the monks who came with Zhang Ruochen were all extremely powerful. Once a war broke out, even if the zombie-exorcizing ancient clan and the ghost-raising ancient clan could win, they would suffer countless casualties.

Could he just run away in such a dejected manner?

Yin Xuanji was quite unwilling, but in the end his reason overcame his impulse and said to Feng Yinchan: "You lead the monks from the ancient ghost-raising clan to leave first, and I will lead the monks from the ancient clan to exorcise corpses. If I can take advantage of the chaos, I will take advantage of the chaos. If Er Sikong is killed, the situation may be reversed. At that time, you can return from outside the city and work together to wipe out Zhang Ruochen's forces."

Without any hesitation, Feng Yinchan led the monks from the ancient ghost-raising clan to transform into a dark black ghost cloud and break out in the direction of Sun Dadi.

Because she saw that the direction where Sun Dadi was located was the weakest and could rush out of the ancient city at the fastest speed.

"You haven't left any treasures of heaven and earth, and you want to leave?"

Raging flames surged out of Sun Dadi's body, resisting the impact of the ghost mist.

At the same time, he swung the iron rod out suddenly, knocking more than a dozen monks from the ghost-raising ancient clan and flying backwards. They fell to the ground and turned into pulp.

Just when the ancient ghost-raising clan broke through, the monks from the zombie-exorcist ancient clan launched attacks one after another, mainly attacking Zhang Ruochen and Er Sikong.

Some of the war corpses formed a large corpse formation, involving Da Sikong, Huang Yanchen, Xiao Hei, and Zhao Shiqi into the formation, and launched a violent attack.

Nearly a thousand semi-saint-level war corpses launched attacks at the same time, creating an extremely shocking scene. In an instant, a city collapsed.

"Zhang Ruochen, your death has come!"

Yin Xuanji threw the bell upwards, causing it to float in the air and sway gently.

When the six zombie kings heard the bell, they each grabbed a black spear and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

Their bodies exuded bright golden light, and their bodies seemed to be cast from gold. They were so powerful that they could shatter mountains with a single spear.

The War Corpse King is made from the corpse of a saint. As long as some mysterious metals are added to it and the corpse energy is absorbed, it can continue to evolve and have the opportunity to grow into a Saint Corpse King.

Zhang Ruochen punched out the Jie Zi Seal, arousing the emperor's energy and hitting the bodies of the two zombie kings.

However, the corpses of the two zombie kings were quite hard and did not disintegrate. The parts hit by the Jie Zi Seal were only dented inwards.

Soon, they crawled out of the ruins again, roared, grabbed the cold spears, and attacked Zhang Ruochen again.

"Their physical strength is stronger than the holy bodies of some lower realm saints." Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

The Zombie King's attack power may be on par with the Beast King's, but its defense power is quite terrifying, making it difficult to completely eliminate them.

Yin Xuanji laughed deeply: "Zhang Ruochen, I will kill Er Sikong first, and then I will kill you. You think you are here to rob the treasures of heaven and earth, but in fact, you are just here to die."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Ruochen pulled out Shen Yuan's ancient sword, swung it out, and dragged out a crescent-shaped sword energy, slashing at the waist of a zombie king.

A sting.

The corpse of the Zombie King was broken into two pieces.

Even though it was broken into two pieces, the Zombie King still wanted to attack.

Zhang Ruochen drew his sword again, and the sword energy flew out like a net, splitting the Zombie King's body into hundreds of pieces.

Seeing this scene, Yin Xuanji was shocked: "How is it possible? The corpse of the Zombie King was made from the corpse of a saint, and added with the Deep Sea Golden Mother. It is so hard, how could it be cut off so easily? ?”

Zhang Ruochen didn't say anything. He drew his sword again and used a holy-level swordsmanship to split the other zombie king in half. The corpse flew out in both directions.

It was really terrifying. In an instant, two zombie kings were destroyed.

Such a loss almost made Yin Xuanji vomit blood.

In the end, he did not deal with Er Sikong. Instead, he lifted the blue-eyed green blood beads and suspended them above his two palms.

In the current situation, Zhang Ruochen can only be killed first.

"The Blood of the Corpse Emperor." Yin Xuanji muttered lightly.

The green eyes and green blood beads emitted a bright green light, reflecting the entire ancient city in blue.

A drop of cyan blood flowed out from the green eyes and green blood beads, dripped on Yin Xuanji's eyebrows, soaked into the shroud, and merged with his body.

"Wow."

Yin Xuanji's body exuded an extremely terrifying corpse aura, his body doubled in size, and green corpse hair grew on the shroud.

At this moment, the aura exuded by Yin Xuan Ji is somewhat more powerful than the six zombie kings put together.

"Die to me."

Yin Xuanji's speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he hit Zhang Ruochen's body.

The two of them were thrown forward at the same time, smashing the wall of the city lord's mansion into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Xuanji's five fingers grew sharp claws and struck at Zhang Ruochen's neck.

"Bang."

On Zhang Ruochen's arm, a green dragon shadow flashed away, and with a palm strike, it hit Yin Xuanji's chest and knocked him away.

Yin Xuanji flew back about twenty feet, neutralizing Zhang Ruochen's palm force, and fell to the ground with a bang, leaving spider web-like cracks in the ground.

Zhang Ruochen stood up again from the ruins and flicked the dust off his body.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy, his vision went dark, and a cold force came from his neck, corroding his body.

Just now, Yin Xuanji's claws scratched Zhang Ruochen's neck, leaving three shallow blood marks.

The location of the bloodstains has turned blue and black, and corpse hair has grown out. Moreover, the area covered by the corpse hair is still increasing, spreading to the face and shoulders.

"What a powerful corpse poison."

Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked, and immediately ran the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra", mobilizing the holy energy to circulate in his body for a long time, and finally refined the corpse poison.

On the neck, the corpse hair fell off, and even the three blood stains were completely healed.