God Emperor

"The more dangerous a place is, the more it is full of opportunities. If I don't go in and try it myself, how do I know if I will encounter a treasure more precious than the resurrection medicine?" Feng Han was full of energy and pale. There was a smile on his face.

Feng Han's will was very firm, and the other half-saints of the immortal vampire race could not continue to stop him, so they had no choice but to obey his orders.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Feng Han felt an extremely powerful sword energy rising from the darkness.

He looked towards the direction where the sword energy came from.

He saw a black sword energy beam flying towards him at an extremely fast speed. At the top of the light pillar is a black ancient sword. Behind the ancient sword, there are dozens of sword-shaped sword energy, arranged in a shuttle shape, rushing forward.

"Bold."

A low roar came from the camp of the undead vampires.

The half-saint from another city took a step forward, flew up from the ground, stood three feet high, stretched out a pair of wrinkled, dry palms, and pushed forward.

Crimson blood threads flew out from the palm of his hand and condensed into a blood-colored light curtain that was a hundred feet high.

However, the power burst out from the black ancient sword was quite powerful. With a bang, it penetrated the light curtain and continued to fly forward.

"Such a strong penetrating power." The foreign city half-saint was slightly surprised.

Immediately, there were three more half-saints in the undead vampire camp, and they took action one after another before the murderous black ancient sword flew back.

The black ancient sword flew into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Han stared at the black ancient sword, and the figure of the owner of the ancient sword immediately appeared in his mind. Then, the corner of his mouth curved, as if he was talking to himself: "He actually came to the underworld, God help me." ”

There were naturally many human monks hiding in the darkness. They came from various major forces, but none of them showed up.

"Who on earth dares to attack the Sixth Prince of the Undead Vampire Clan? Don't you know that the Undead Vampire Clan has already begun to attack the Kunlun Realm when it is in great momentum?"

Ye Honglei was wearing a red gauze, standing under a tomb, looking towards the direction of Ghost Valley, with a charming smile on her lips.

Ye Honglei was the former Red Desire Star Envoy. After Emperor Yi died, she and Orange Moon Star Envoy Murong Yue became the most qualified people to compete for the position of the Young Master of the Black Market First Grade Hall.

Moreover, she has received strong support from Jiuyou Sword Saint, Huan Saint and the Ye family, and she has gained a considerable upper hand.

This time, Ye Honglei took great risks and came to the underworld in search of the resurrection medicine. In fact, he wanted to donate the resurrection medicine to an ancestor of the black market Yipintang.

As long as she can get the support of that ancestor, she can completely defeat Murong Yue and become the new generation of young master of the First Grade Hall of the Eastern Region Black Market.

Behind Ye Honglei, a young man in purple clothes, about 27 or 27 years old, with sharp eyebrows and eagle eyes, exuding a transcendent temperament, said: "Beside the Sixth Prince of the Immortal Vampire Clan, there are more than ten It is indeed not a wise move for a semi-saint level expert to go against him.”

This person is one of the new generation of Seven Evil Star Envoys selected by Ye Honglei, the Purple Mirror Star Envoy.

The Purple Mirror Star Envoy was once a unique genius. He practiced for sixty years and reached the semi-saint realm. Now he has become the overlord of the black market in the Eastern Region.

The Blue Scale Star Envoy smiled and said: "I don't know who is so bold and dares to go against the undead vampires. If he doesn't have strong strength, he will probably perish here."

Ye Honglei's charming eyes looked into the darkness with a somewhat curious expression.

"boom!"

"boom!"

…

In the darkness, a huge red rabbit walked out slowly and slowly. Every time it took a step, the ground shook suddenly.

Zhang Ruochen stood on top of Tunxiangtu, his figure very tall and straight, his eyes as cold as ice.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword seemed to be weightless, floating above his head, forming a sword energy field with a diameter of seven feet, like a ball of light, guarding him in the center of the field.

Tun Xiangtu walked until he was opposite Feng Han, about a hundred feet away, before he stopped. He stared at the half-saints opposite him with a pair of devil eyes, without even the slightest hint of fear.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's figure, Feng Han smiled and said, "Sixth Junior Brother, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. When I saw your sword, I guessed it must be you."

"Now that you know I'm nearby, you should run away as soon as possible, which is the most correct thing to do. Don't you know that I want to kill you?" Zhang Ruochen said coldly.

Feng Han's expression did not change, but the half-saints who entered the underworld with him could not tolerate each other being disrespectful to the Sixth Prince, and they all showed hostility in their eyes.

"It's a shameless talk."

The semi-saint from the foreign city mobilized the rules of wind and fire, unfolded a pair of seven-meter-long blood wings on his back, broke through the soft dragon skin armor, and quickly stretched out.

The rules of the holy way gathered into the wings and merged with the holy energy. Immediately, his wings suddenly flapped, creating a huge storm that rolled towards Zhang Ruochen.

The Avenue of Wind and Fire ranks 1867th among the three thousand avenues. It is also the rule of the holy way that the half-saint from another city majors in.

In the storm, the fire dragon and the wind blade shuttled between each other, making a harsh whistling sound.

Because the martial arts incorporates the rules of wind and fire, the power of the martial arts has undergone a qualitative change, shaking the whole world.

Zhang Ruochen stood expressionlessly on the back of Tun Xiangtu. Shen Yuan's ancient sword made a sound, flew out automatically, and swung forward.

"Wow!"

A ray of sword energy flew out, penetrated the storm, and appeared in front of the semi-saint from another city.

The semi-saint from another city once again sensed the opponent's powerful swordsmanship and quickly stepped back. At the same time, he slapped his palm on his chest and activated the protective treasures on his body one after another to form seven layers of defense.

There was a series of explosions, and the seven layers of defense were cut through in an instant.

At the last moment, a silver shield emerged from the chest of the foreign city semi-saint, barely able to resist the sword energy.

Even so, the half-saint from the foreign city still suffered heavy injuries and flew backwards. The skin on his body was shattered and blood continued to flow from the armor.

"What a powerful sword. The Half-Saint from another city has been practicing for more than two hundred years and has understood the Great Way of Wind and Fire to a very high level, but he can't stop his sword."

"Is the sword cultivator's attack power so terrifying?"

…

Feng Han glanced at the severely injured semi-saint from the foreign city, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and looked at Zhang Ruochen again, saying: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. Junior brother's cultivation has improved so much. It's really... It’s beyond my senior brother’s expectation.”

Zhang Ruochen took back Shen Yuan's ancient sword and said calmly: "In order to kill you, I will naturally work harder."

An old man with white hair and a boyish face walked out from Feng Han's left side, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said in a low voice: "Sixth Prince, I'll go deal with him."

This person, called Shuntian Half-Saint, is the strongest person in the immortal vampire camp and is 440 years old.

Even though the lifespan of the undead vampires is longer than that of human monks of the same realm, Shuntian Half-Saint has already reached his limit and only has one or two years left.

That's why he came to the underworld to find the medicine to revive the dead and extend his life.

Next to Semi-Saint Shuntian stood a very ferocious Kongming Beast.

As if it could feel the anger of its master, the Kongming Beast showed its sharp fangs, a pair of golden eyes, glared at Zhang Ruochen opposite, and roared.

Zhang Ruochen naturally noticed the old man next to Feng Han. When the old man's eyes were fixed on him, he immediately felt like his body was frozen.

In other words, as long as the old man attacks Zhang Ruochen, there is no way he can avoid it.

Feng Han gently shook his palm and said with a smile: "To deal with a mere fish-dragon realm monk, why does Senior Shuntian need to take action? Besides, the grievances between our senior brothers should naturally be resolved by this prince himself."

Zhang Ruochen is a descendant of time and space, and he must have many great treasures on his body, such as the Taotian Sword, the Buddha Emperor's relics... and so on.

If Shuntian Half-Saint is allowed to take action, after he kills Zhang Ruochen, won't those treasures be put into his own pocket?

Feng Han would not think that a semi-saint overlord of the immortal vampire race who was about to die of old age would really be so respectful to his prince.

If he gets the treasure, Suncheon Half-Saint will definitely keep it for himself.

"He is a monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm?"

Half Saint Shuntian was also quite surprised and stared at Zhang Ruochen again.

He didn't pay attention before, but now, when he looked carefully, the young man opposite did not seem to have cultivated a holy soul.

In the darkness, there was a sound of gasping for air. No one expected that the young man standing on the back of Tun Xiangtu turned out to be a monk in the Fish and Dragon Realm.

Can a monk in the fish-dragon realm defeat an undead vampire half-saint with one sword?

You must know that the half-saint has mobilized the rules of the holy way. The monks in the fish and dragon realm, even the sword cultivators with the strongest attack power, cannot defeat the rules of the holy way.

"With such a powerful fighting force, he must be the king of the younger generation. Why didn't we see him at the Jiezi Banquet?"

Ye Honglei's beautiful eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen, her crystal clear red lips slightly opened, and she said: "It's actually him...how is it possible..."

"Could it be that the young master knows this person?" Purple Mirror Star Envoy asked.

"Of course I know him. This man was once a great enemy of our Black Market First Grade Hall, and he killed two Star Envoys. Everyone in the world thought he was dead. Who would have expected that he is still alive?"

Ye Honglei didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment. She was shocked, curious, and somewhat hopeful.

Hearing this, the seven star envoys behind her all reacted and guessed Zhang Ruochen's identity.

"Could it be... that he is the deceased descendant of time and space?" The blue-scaled star envoy's eyes widened, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Ye Honglei nodded slightly, with a charming and passionate look on his snow-white face, and said: "It's getting more and more interesting. If this news is spread back to the Kunlun world, it will probably cause a huge shock."

"Young Master, if we bring his head back to the Black Market First Grade Hall, your reputation will definitely surpass that of Murong Yue, and even surpass the former Di Yi. After all, when Di Yi was alive, he never fought against Zhang Ruochen." Zi Jing The star messenger whispered.

"Not urgent."

Ye Honglei smiled and said: "Let him fight the undead vampires first. I'm very curious, how strong is his current strength?"

Ye Honglei still had a very deep impression of Zhang Ruochen. This peerless prodigy had caused Di Yi to stumble several times.