God Emperor

"A small bead actually contains the blood of the Corpse Emperor."

Zhang Ruochen muttered something in a low voice, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

The blood of the Corpse Emperor in the blue-eyed green blood bead is quite strange. Yin Xuanji only absorbs a drop, but its power is greatly increased, and it is not weaker than the first-line powerhouse.

"howl."

Yin Xuanji let out a long roar from his mouth, and burst out with speed again, turning into a white light and crashing into Zhang Ruochen.

This time, Zhang Ruochen was prepared. He moved his right foot back, took a lunge, and held the sword with both hands. He reached the state where the sword and man merged into one, and it also turned into a stream of light and flew forward.

There was a bang.

The tip of Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with Yin Xuanji's chest.

It did not pierce his body, but instead made a sound of metal and stone colliding, like a sword hitting an iron mountain.

The two of them flew backwards at the same time, regaining a distance of tens of feet.

The shroud on Yin Xuanji's body showed golden lines as fine as ox hairs, densely intertwined.

It was the shroud that blocked Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

Yin Xuanji's mouth made a hoarse voice and said: "I have the shroud of Emperor Tianming to protect my body, and I have the blood of Corpse Emperor added to me. Today, you will definitely die."

"I'm afraid you are not that capable yet." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yin Xuanji raised both claws at the same time, and behind him, a cyan corpse appeared, exuding domineering and gloomy power.

Zhang Ruochen poured the holy energy in his body continuously into Shen Yuan's ancient sword, activating two thousand inscriptions on the sword body.

Fight with your sword.

Thousands of lines of destructive power were released together with the sword energy, and the Yin Xuanji who rushed towards him was thrown away. He flew dozens of miles away and hit the wall of the ancient city.

Even if Yinxuan Ji had a shroud to protect his body, he still couldn't bear the sword, and blood overflowed from the gaps in the shroud.

After Zhang Ruochen broke through to the eighth-level semi-saint realm, the level of holy energy in his body also increased significantly. Even if the Qianwen Destruction Power exploded multiple times, there was no need to worry about the exhaustion of the holy energy.

Using the Great Space Shift, Zhang Ruochen reached the top of the city wall and once again triggered the Thousand Lines of Destruction Power.

"Wow——"

Shen Yuan's ancient sword turned into a light shuttle, flew downwards, and landed in the ruins.

The sword energy was so terrifying, its penetrating power reached an astonishing level, leaving a black hole three feet in diameter on the ground, bottomless.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, sensing that the sword failed to hit Yin Xuanji.

"return."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his five fingers and pinched into the void.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out from the bottom of the cave and fell into his hand again.

About ten miles away from Zhang Ruochen, Yin Xuanji rushed out from the ground, raising his hands upwards. A steady stream of holy energy poured out of the palms of his hands, and penetrated into blue-eyed green blood beads.

Dense blood-red inscriptions appeared on the surface of the bead, gathering together to form a ferocious ghost eye.

The ghost eyes were closed and did not open.

Even so, all the creatures in the ancient city felt a suffocating power emanating from the blue-eyed green blood beads.

"What a terrifying power fluctuation. It feels like the King of Hell is about to come to the world."

"What's going on? Is there a holy creature coming to the Qinglong Ruins world?"

…

All the monks felt an invisible pressure, as if the sky was about to collapse and the earth was sinking, causing people's legs to tremble uncontrollably.

Zhang Ruochen was also a little moved, could it be: "Is there a Corpse Emperor sealed inside that blue bead?"

With Yin Xuanji's cultivation, it seemed quite difficult to support the blue eyes and green blood beads. His arms kept trembling, and he roared, "Open your eyes."

The ghost eyes on the green eyes opened a gap and shot out a blood-red beam of light, hitting Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen did not confront him head-on, but used space movement to dodge to the right.

Even so, his left shoulder was still scratched by the beam, leaving a wound that became dripping with blood.

"Wow!"

The second beam flew out and hit Zhang Ruochen again.

"Space distortion."

Zhang Ruochen released the space domain and fully mobilized the power of space to form six consecutive layers of twisted space.

However, the power contained in the beam was quite terrifying, and it did not distort much. It flew past the right side of Zhang Ruochen's cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

There was only a slight chance that Zhang Ruochen's head would be penetrated.

In fact, Yin Xuanji also felt very uncomfortable. With his current cultivation level, he could not control the ghost eyes at all, so he could only forcefully activate the power of the blue eyes and green blood beads.

Every time he struck a blow, there would be an explosion from his body and clouds of blood mist would emit.

The two continued to fight, and each time, Zhang Ruochen was able to narrowly avoid the beam attack.

"Kill me."

Finally, Zhang Ruochen caught it once, rushed to the top of Yin Xuanji's head, and cut out a space crack.

"puff!"

One of Yin Xuanji's left arms was chopped off, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

No matter how strong the defense of the Shroud is, it still cannot stop the power of space.

"I'm not convinced, let's fight again." Yin Xuanji yelled.

Zhang Ruochen knocked out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and slashed him with the sword.

A low scream came from Yin Xuanji's mouth. He could no longer support his blue eyes and green blood. He staggered back ten steps and half-knelt on the ground.

From the other direction, Huang Yanchen, Qing Mo, Da Sikong, Xiao Hei, and Zhao Shiqi finally broke through the large corpse array.

Without the corpse formation, the monks of the ancient clan who drove out the corpses could no longer suppress them.

Huang Yanchen's eyes were cold, and he waved the holy sword. Every time he made a move with the sword, a monk from the ancient clan must fall into a pool of blood.

In the corpse formation just now, Da Sikong suffered serious injuries.

At this moment, he was so angry that he held a Zen staff and beat the war corpses into pieces and turned them into dust.

After all, he was an orthodox Buddhist monk. Da Sikong did not go on a killing spree, otherwise, he would have killed several monks who had exterminated the ancient clan.

When the monks of the ancient corpse exorcism tribe saw Yin Xuanji being severely injured by Zhang Ruochen, they suddenly lost all fighting spirit and found it difficult to organize any more formation attacks.

The situation became one-sided, and the monks of the ancient zombie tribe began to collapse.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the green-eyed blood bead, knowing that it must be the treasure of the ancient zombie exorcism clan, so he reached forward and grabbed it, trying to collect it.

However, the blue-eyed green blood bead trembled violently, broke away from Zhang Ruochen's holy energy, and flew high into the sky.

Zhang Ruochen let out a light sigh, showing an incredulous look.

The blue-eyed green blood bead was hanging in the air, and from inside it came a young man's voice: "I never thought that there would be a peerless person like you in this era. It's really amazing."

It is obviously a very young voice, but it gives people an ancient charm and a sense of vicissitudes of life.

Immediately afterwards, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, wrapped in black clothes, walked out of the blue eyes and blue blood beads.

The young man was exceptionally beautiful, with facial features that were a bit more delicate than the woman's. He had his arms behind his back and had a majestic aura about him.

The monks and war corpses of the ancient zombie exorcism clan all knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Greetings to the Corpse Emperor."

Not only that, those indigenous corpses, like zombies, got up from the ground, knelt on the ground, and knelt down to worship the young man standing in the air.

The corpses worshiped.

Corpse King?

"How is that possible? Once a person of the Corpse Emperor level steps into the Qinglong Ruins realm, the whole world will collapse."

Zhao Shiqi felt that his vest was getting cold, his calves were a little weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

All the hair on Xiao Hei's body stood up and he said: "I'm not sure, it's really a corpse emperor. However, it should be just a body condensed by a ray of corpse energy of the corpse emperor, not the real body of the corpse emperor. The corpse emperor's It is very likely that the true body is inside the Blue Eyes and Blue Blood Bead and cannot come to the Blue Dragon Ruins Realm.”

"In this case, why be afraid of him and just destroy him." Da Sikong roared.

Xiao Bai glanced at him and said, "Even if it's just a wisp of zombie aura from the Corpse Emperor, we can't resist it."

Huang Yanchen immediately rushed forward and stood side by side with Zhang Ruochen.

There was a faint smile on the corpse emperor's face, and he said: "Seventy thousand years ago, I died, and I thought I would die forever. But I didn't expect that under the gestation of blue eyes and blue blood beads, the corpse body would be born again. With a new consciousness, there is a chance to live another life.”

"Seventy thousand years ago..."

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes and made some calculations. Suddenly, with a shock, he guessed the identity of the Corpse Emperor.

That was probably the only big shot who died 70,000 years ago.

"Wow——"

The Corpse Emperor flew down from mid-air, rushed into Yin Xuanji's body, and merged together.

A miserable cry rang out from Yin Xuanji's body.

"Why does Lord Corpse Emperor want to swallow my holy soul?"

"From the moment you were born, it has been meant that you are the carrier of my emperor. Only by devouring your holy soul and borrowing your body can I live another life."

"It turns out that you gave me the "Blue Blood Sutra" just for today." Yin Xuanji roared.

"Originally, your previous body was the best reborn body, but it's a pity that you were too weak and left it in the underworld. Now this body can only be barely used."

…

Yin Xuanji's roar became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Xuanji's broken left arm grew back, and the shroud on his body was broken by a powerful force and shattered, falling to the ground like white butterflies.

A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old stood in the center of the rag. He was extremely handsome, with long black hair like a waterfall swaying in the wind. He had a tall and tall figure, his skin was as crystal clear as jade, and his eyes emitted a cyan light. There was no trace of his body. Instead, the corpse energy exudes an agile temperament.

"Finally back!"

The Corpse Emperor looked at his hands and muttered softly, with a warm and jade-like smile on his face.

Da Sikong, Zhao Shiqi and others also guessed the identity of the Corpse Emperor, showing frightened expressions and unable to remain calm and composed.

According to legend, the ancient emperor who established a central empire has been dead for 70,000 years. Now, he has come to the world again to live a second life.

The Corpse Emperor is not in its heyday, but a new body, and has not reached the holy realm.

However, he just stood there quietly, causing a huge pressure on everyone present and destroying everyone's will to fight.

Perhaps only Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen could still maintain their fighting spirit and be ready to fight at any time.

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