God Emperor

After the death altar was destroyed, millions of Tiannu corpses were still preserved.

All the corpses were handed over to Yan Guang.

As the most talented necromancer in the hell world for thousands of years, Yanguang's spiritual power has reached the sixty-fifth level. As long as he masters enough high-level corpses and ghosts, even the most powerful person in the dead clan, Yuan Fei, will be wary of him.

It stands to reason that Yan Guang, who is only 759 years old, can maintain his appearance and remain young forever.

However, he is very old, with half white hair and half black hair on his head.

Practicing the way of the dead caused his body to suffer severe corrosion.

Millions of Tiannu corpses floated in a void hundreds of miles long, turning into a sea of ​​corpses.

Some of the corpses were holy beasts, their bodies bigger than mountains.

Some corpses are smaller than human bodies and resemble reptiles.

In the sea of ​​corpses, there were balls of blue will-o'-the-wisps floating, illuminating the dark world in an eerie and terrifying light.

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi, standing in their respective true spatial realms, came to the edge of the sea of ​​corpses, restrained their auras, and carefully concealed their bodies.

"Can actually create one hundred thousand spiritual clones. This Yanguang is indeed not a simple person."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the old man in the sea of ​​corpses and saw that he was holding a bone staff and manifesting dense clones. All the clones used their fingers to continuously draw runes and imprint them on the dead bodies of Tiannu.

"What he carved is a death spell. With this talisman, he can control all the holy corpses by himself." Luo Yi said.

Zhang Ruochen was greatly shocked in his heart and said: "The corpses here were at least semi-saints when they were alive, and there were many great saint corpses. Even if they die, they can still explode with powerful combat power."

One person controls an army of millions of holy corpses.

So shocking!

At that time, how powerful could Yan Guang be?

Luo Qi said: "If this princess is not wrong, the dead tribe has lost the death altar and can only do the next best thing. Yanguang will control the death legion and serve as the vanguard to enter the Dark Star and defeat more than 700 great saints." As long as the fortress formed by Tiannu disrupts Emperor Chi's plan on the Dark Star, the three tribes will have a chance to defeat them all."

"This is the best policy!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Qi smiled and said: "That's why I, the princess, want to ruin their best plan and borrow this death army."

"It's not that easy."

Zhang Ruochen pointed to the southeastern edge of the sea of ​​corpses and said, "Did you see that the four great saints of the Hundred Shackles Realm who have broken the ninety-nine shackles are guarding there. Beside Yanguang, there is also Lie Rampan of the Great Perfection Realm of the Hundred Shackles Realm. "

Luo Qi said: "That's why I, the princess, brought you here. With your cultivation as Great Sage Ruochen, dealing with them is not as simple as dealing with a few cats and dogs?"

"How can it be that simple?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "The Great Holy Legion of the upper three tribes is less than a thousand miles away from here and can arrive in a moment. The slightest movement will alert them. By then, thousands of Great Holy Legions will arrive together, Your Highness Princess How many have you beaten?"

Luo Yi's crystal white face showed a cunning look, and said: "Where are you hiding the monks of the immortal vampire clan? How about you dispatch them to restrain the great saints of the upper three clans first?"

Zhang Ruochen turned his face, stared into her eyes, and said: "I was just about to ask Your Highness the Princess, where is the great sage of the Rakshasa tribe? There won't be only dozens of Rakshasa women. Follow you to the seventh dark star. ?”

Neither Luo Yi nor Zhang Ruochen fully trusted each other, so they hid their monks in secret and would not mobilize them until the last moment.

"Then there is nothing we can do. We can only watch helplessly as the upper three tribes use the Death Army to attack the seventh Dark Star and take away a large amount of points."

Both of them are hiding it, refusing to give in to each other, not wanting to be taken advantage of by the other party.

After a while, Luo Qi thought of something, blinked his eyes, and said, "Don't you have a gourd? How about using the gourd to take away the Tiannu Holy Corpse here by force?"

"The gourd is temporarily unavailable."

Zhang Ruochen said again: "However, I have another way. Demonic Sound, come out."

"Chichi!"

The vines of the Holy Food Flower, like tentacles, extend from Zhang Ruochen's back, condensing the charming figure of the magic sound.

Zhang Ruochen sent a message and gave instructions to Moyin.

Moyin took the order and left.

Luo Yi stared at the direction where the magic sound left and said: "This Holy Flower is very powerful. Zhang Ruochen, you actually let her retain her independent spirit and holy soul and parasitize it in her body? Be careful of raising a tiger."

"You don't need to remind me, I know how to deal with it." Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Qi touched his pointed chin and said, "Where did you send her?"

"You'll know later!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Qi looked at the gourd on Zhang Ruochen's waist, then smiled and said, "Are all the immortal vampire monks hiding in this gourd?"

Zhang Ruochen's expression remained unchanged, but his heart trembled.

It has to be said that Luo Ji is indeed very intelligent, and it is difficult to hide secrets in front of her.

Perhaps, before she suggested using a gourd to collect the sea of ​​corpses, she had already guessed that the great sage of the undead vampire clan was hidden in the purple gold gourd.

The suggestion just now was just a test.

Zhang Ruochen denied it and said: "You are too suspicious! I don't use the gourd to collect the sea of ​​corpses because there are too many precious treasures in the gourd and we cannot easily put the monks in it. Lie Mang and Yan Guang are still there. In the sea of ​​corpses!”

Luo Ji smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Ruochen immediately changed the subject and said: "There are millions of holy corpses in the sea of ​​corpses, even if we take them away. Is the princess confident that she can control them?"

"What Yanguang can do, of course I can do it too," Luo Yi said.

Time passes minute by minute.

Yanguang's spiritual clone carved death spells on each holy corpse.

"It's done!"

Yanguang, who was holding the bone staff, laughed loudly and withdrew his 100,000 mental power clones. In an instant, a cold and frightening aura erupted from his body. Waves of cold air caused frost to condense for hundreds of miles around.

"rise!"

Yan Guang raised the bone staff in his hand and recited a spell.

Suddenly, the silent sea of ​​corpses became noisy.

All the holy corpses stood up and let out a series of roars, killing sounds, and fierce cries. They exude a powerful aura of death and greedily absorb the dark power released by the Dark Star.

An army of death came to life.

Lie Mang, who was standing behind Yanguang, carrying a heavy shield, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Originally, as a powerful person in the Hundred Flails Realm, he was quite proud and did not take Yan Guang seriously. But at this moment, he felt tremendous pressure, the pressure of death.

Lie Mang said: "Master Yanguang is indeed the number one necromancer in the past thousand years, and His Highness Prajna is right. Now, we will lead the death army to attack the seventh dark star and destroy all the heavenly slaves. "

Yanguang was quite proud and said: "With this army of holy corpses, who else can match me on the hunting battlefield? I will personally cut off Emperor Chi's head and prove to the gods that I am the one who is worthy of this thousand-year life." The best monk."

"Congratulations to Master Yanguang!"

"In this battle, Lord Yanguang will definitely become the dead clan's greatest contributor."

The four great saints of the Hundred Shackles Realm who had broken the ninety-nine shackles met with Yan Guang and Lie Mang, and they all said flatteringly.

Yanguang was naturally even more proud, and even felt that his status was above Yuanfei Great Sage, Prajna, and even Wujiang, becoming the first person of the three upper clans.

Luo Yi looked at the sea of ​​corpses from a distance and said, "Why hasn't the Holy Flower taken action yet? If we don't take action, there will be no chance!"

"coming!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the night sky.

In the endless pitch-black sky, a dazzling fire flew over the Sea of ​​Corpses, heading straight to the place where the fluctuations of the Holy Path were densest thousands of miles away.

That is the area where the great sages of the upper three tribes gather.

The streaks of fire were countless rocks and asteroids in the starry sky, turning into meteor showers.

Zhang Ruochen learned this move from the Red Pagoda, and it can cause maximum disturbance at the minimum cost. Thus, creating chaos and restraining the great sages of the three upper clans.

"Now, do it."

Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi burst out at their fastest speed and rushed into the sea of ​​corpses.

There is no way, this place is too close to Dark Star No. 7, and the space on Dark Star No. 3 is much more solid, so space movement cannot be performed.

The six great saints in the sea of ​​corpses immediately sensed the auras of the two of them.

"Be careful, enemy attack."

Lie Mang shouted loudly, and the heavy shield on his back burst out with a dark light, and flew out automatically, hitting the two oncoming people.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen hit the heavy shield with one punch, and violent waves erupted.

All the holy corpses around were thrown away.

The heavy shield flew back.

As soon as Lie Mang caught the heavy shield, his expression changed drastically.

"This power..."

The heavy shield carries an overwhelming impact.

His body was out of control and flew backwards, knocking over countless holy corpses and sending bones and broken corpses flying all over the sky.

"I'll leave them to you, Yan Guang, and let me take care of them."

Luo Ji's sweet and beautiful voice sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ears.

"Going to deal with Yanguang alone?"

Zhang Ruochen suddenly turned around and looked at Luo Yi's graceful figure, which was as graceful as a startled dragon. It was really hard to imagine what she could do to deal with a strong man like Yan Guang?

How can the title of the First Necromancer be false?

Even if Yanguang does not control the Death Army, Luo Yidu may not be his opponent.

What's more, now, surrounded by holy corpses controlled by Yan Guang, this is his home court.

Even Zhang Ruochen wanted a quick victory, to be the first to deal with Yanguang before he activated the power of the Death Army, rather than confront him head-on.

Worried about Luo Ji, Zhang Ruochen abandoned the repelled Lie Mang and rushed towards Yanguang.

"Formation."

The four Great Sages of the Hundred Shackles Realm who had broken the ninety-nine shackles each summoned a king's holy weapon spear, stood in a special formation, thrust out the spear at the same time, and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

When the four of them attacked together, the power they unleashed was stronger than the full blow of the Great Sage Lie Mang.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his left arm and took out a palm print. A palm print the size of a cloud fell on the four of them.

"Bang bang."

The bodies of the four people were all covered in blood mist, thrown out like scarecrows.

They were so shocked that the four of them joined forces and couldn't block the attack?

Ignoring them, Zhang Ruochen flew not far away from Yanguang and Rosa and let out a light sigh.

Yanguang and Luo Yi were ten steps apart, looking at each other, motionless, in a very strange state.

"What a strong mental power field. Luo Yi is fighting against Yanguang's mental power."

Zhang Ruochen stopped ten steps away and did not move forward.

Mental power fighting is very dangerous and should not be disturbed.

Lie Mang and the four injured Great Sages of the Hundred Flail Realm rushed forward again, each one of them erupting with tyrannical power of death.

"You are so brave to dare to break into this place. Who are you?"

Although Lie Mang knew that the visitor had profound cultivation, but such a strong battle broke out here, and the monks from the upper three tribes arrived in an instant, he naturally had no fear in his heart.

"You can voluntarily withdraw from the Huntian battlefield to save your life." Zhang Ruochen turned around and stared at them.

Zhang Ruochen was too fast just now, and they didn't see Zhang Ruochen's appearance clearly.

Now that they could see clearly, everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale and they couldn't help but step back.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

"How could it be this killer star?"

"What should we do now?"

…

Zhang Ruochen calmly said, "I'll count three."

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Ruochen raised his left arm above his head, and then suddenly pressed it down through the air.

The five fingers are burning, and the divine fire is blazing.

Ten giant cyan dragons coiled around the fingers and palms, roaring and roaring.

Even before the palm print was suppressed, the powerful power and heat shocked the five people, including Lie Mang, to the point where they were trembling all over and unable to move.

"How can he be so powerful? Is Zhang Ruochen really just a hundred-flag realm saint?"

No one is not surprised, no one is not afraid.

The five of them couldn't bear the pressure and were afraid of being killed by Zhang Ruochen. They almost shouted at the same time: "I withdraw from the Huntian battlefield."

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen tore open a space crack, sucked all five people in, and pushed them into the void space. He said, "Let the gods behind you personally enter the void space to save you."

Although the space here is stable, with Zhang Ruochen's space attainments, it is still possible to tear open a crack.

The area where the Dark Star is located cannot be covered by the power of the Divine Eye of All Realms, so naturally it is impossible to hear their voices and teleport them away from the battlefield.

"Pfft!"

Yanguang, who was fighting with Luo Ni, spat out a mouthful of blood, arched his old body and coughed violently.

Luo Yi's graceful figure suddenly rushed in front of Yanguang and hit him on the head with a palm.

"Wow."

Nine mental power chains rushed out from her palm and penetrated into Yanguang's body, locking his mental power and holy soul.

Yanguang struggled violently and shouted unwillingly: "No, it's impossible. I am the number one necromancer. My mental strength is enough to rank among the top five on the Huntian battlefield. How can I lose to you?"

"Your mental power is indeed very strong. Unfortunately, carving death spells on millions of holy corpses will consume too much on you. Otherwise, I would really need to spend more time to deal with you."

Luo Qi waved his sleeves, like sweeping fallen leaves, flying Yan Guang towards Zhang Ruochen, saying: "Send him away from the battlefield."

Zhang Ruochen did not hesitate to drive Yan Guang into the space crack.

"It's useless. I have placed death spells on these holy corpses. You can't control them. You can't control... you can't..."

Yanguang's body disappeared into the void space, and the space cracks closed again.

"Others can't control it, but it doesn't mean that I can't control it. If I call you the number one necromancer, you really think you are the number one necromancer." Luo Yi smiled playfully and shook his head gently.

Immediately, she spread her jade-white palms, and a black lotus emerged from her palms like water.

It is Yinshenlian.

The Yin Shen Lotus is a god-level treasure that controls the evil spirits of the dead. It will only grow on the corpse of the god and absorb all the power of the corpse before it will bloom and mature.

Zhang Ruochen, who was standing by, suddenly felt a sense of extreme danger, like a light on his back, like a knife on his neck, life and death were just a matter of thoughts.

"who?"

He suddenly turned around and looked behind him, his eyes sharper than two divine swords.

The realm of truth, the true realm of space, and the realm of virtual time were all manifested in an instant, and white divine fire burned on his body.

On the battlefield of Huntian, there are few people who can embody his sense of danger.

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