God Emperor

Before leaving the stone forest, Zhang Ruochen collected all the dead blood worms, including the blood worm king, into the picture scroll world and gave them to the seriously injured Tunxiang Rabbit.

If all these blood worms are refined, it will definitely be able to improve its cultivation level by a large margin, and it will have a chance to break through to the second level semi-saint.

Zhang Ruochen and Shi Ren did not leave the stone forest too far, but hid at the edge of the stone forest.

All around, eight talismans were suspended, forming a talisman array that concealed the figure.

Zhang Ruochen stood in the talisman array and looked at Yin Xuanji on the dragon corpse's back in the distance. He took a breath and said, "What a powerful corpse aura. If that dragon corpse is still alive, I'm afraid it's close to the holy realm." . Even if it turns into a zombie, the attack power it unleashes must be quite astonishing. There are some similarities between the Death Zen Buddhism and the secret technique of exorcising corpses."

Shi Rendao: "The Buddhism of Death Zen is derived from the secret technique of exorcising corpses, and is integrated into formations and Buddhism. Compared with the secret technique of exorcising corpses, Death Zen Buddhism has both advantages and disadvantages."

"It is said that the war corpses refined by the ancient Zombie Clan can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon to improve their own cultivation."

"The war corpse refined by the Death Zen Sect must be refined again and again. Each time it is refined, the power of the war corpse can be improved by one step."

Yin Xuanji and the dragon corpse have gone far away and disappeared into the thick ghost mist.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Shi Ren and asked, "You entered the Ghost Valley first. Did you find anything?"

Shi Ren stared deeply at Zhang Ruochen, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Before I answer your question, can I ask you a question first?"

"Please speak." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Have you already taken refuge in the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult?" Shi Ren said.

Zhang Ruochen obviously didn't expect that Shi Ren would ask such a question.

It can also be seen from this that Shi Ren is suspicious of Zhang Ruochen and does not completely trust him. After all, Zhang Ruochen once stayed with the Holy Girl and the First Rat of the Demon Sect, so anyone would have such doubts.

"If I said that I have nothing to do with the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect, would you believe it?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Shi Rendao: "I believe that the disciples of Sword Master Xuanji will not tell such low-level lies."

"Have you met his old man?" Zhang Ruochen's expression changed.

Shi Ren nodded and said: "Xuanji Sword Saint has some connections with our clan. If you get the Taotian Sword and inherit his mantle, you will naturally understand what I mean in the future. Let's go, I will take you to a place."

Shi Ren waved his sleeves, put away the eight talismans, and then walked out.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Shi Ren deeply, with a thoughtful look on his face.

In the Ghost Valley, there is not only a powerful force that suppresses the monks, but also some powerful ghost formations.

The previous stone forest was just a maze, and if a monk below the level of a half-saint entered, it would be a dead end.

The further you go into the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, the greater the pressure above your head becomes. Even with Zhang Ruochen and Shi Ren's physical strength, they must circulate holy energy to withstand that force.

On the ground, there were dense piles of white bones, including human bones and beast bones. I don’t know how many creatures died in the Valley of Ghosts and Gods.

Shi Ren was already quite familiar with this area and led Zhang Ruochen through the area and came to the edge of a black cliff. Zhang Ruochen looked down and saw that it was pitch black under the cliff, with ghostly mist billowing and bottomless.

Zhang Ruochen squatted down, gently touched the rocks on the cliff with his fingers, and said in surprise: "Such a powerful sword. This cliff should have been slashed by a certain strongest person with one sword. Could it be? ...The ancient battlefield left by the Thousand Bones Empress when she fought with God?"

Shi Ren carefully guarded the surroundings and said: "I also guessed the same, because the pressure from the underworld has reached a new high point here. Only the battlefield of God will make people a hundred thousand years later , and also feel the huge pressure. The power suppressing us is probably the remaining divine power for a hundred thousand years. The closer we are to the divine corpse, the stronger the divine power will be."

"Have you been down there?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"No."

Shi Ren shook his head and said frankly: "Even on the edge of the cliff, the pressure had a huge impact on me. Once I jump off the cliff, with my level of cultivation, I probably won't be able to climb back up."

"You should really be more careful." Zhang Ruochen released Han Xue, Xiao Hei, Mu Lingxi, and the God and Demon Rat in the scroll world, and everyone appeared on the edge of the cliff together.

Xiao Hei carried a pair of paws on his back and studied on the edge of the cliff. His eyes rolled around. After a while, he vowed: "The power of God does remain here. No need to wait any longer. Let's go down now. The corpse of the God must be on the cliff." Down."

Zhang Ruochen seemed a little more cautious, and did not make an immediate decision. Instead, he stared at Han Xue and asked, "How is it?"

If someone's life is all in his hands, no mistake can be made in any step.

Han Xue held the Void Sword and communicated with the sword spirit. Then she nodded to Zhang Ruochen and said, "The direction pointed by the sword spirit is also under the cliff."

When Mu Lingxi and the Demon Rat appeared, Shi Ren retreated to a distance, showing an alert look.

Although he trusted Zhang Ruochen, he did not trust the demonic monks of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect.

Suddenly, Shi Ren looked behind him and reminded him, "Zhang Ruochen, the strong men of the Undead Blood Clan are rushing over here."

Zhang Ruochen turned around and stared at the direction behind him.

He saw that the six half-saints of the Undead Blood Clan, led by Feng Han, appeared on the edge of the cliff in an instant, like six blood clouds.

In the past few days since entering the Ghost Valley, the Undead Blood Clan suffered heavy losses. More than ten half-saints who entered the valley together were either missing or died tragically, leaving only the six of them alive.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen, Feng Han's eyes showed a cold look: "Junior brother, I didn't expect that you arrived before me."? "Enemies meet on a narrow road."

Zhang Ruochen had no good feelings for Feng Han, and immediately took out the ancient sword of Shenyuan and held it in his right hand. A sword energy field spread out, ready to fight Feng Han to the death at any time.

At the same time, Xiao Hei, Han Xue, Mu Lingxi, Shenmoshu, and Shi Ren all entered the battle state.

Shuntian Bansheng came out from behind Feng Han and smiled coldly: "You youngsters dare to act so arrogantly in front of the Sixth Prince. Do you believe that I can kill them all?"

The extremely powerful bloody aura surged out of Shuntian Bansheng's mouth, like a rushing river, rushing towards the cliff.

Every word was like thunder, which made the eardrums of everyone present ache.

According to Zhang Ruochen's judgment, Shuntian Bansheng's cultivation must have reached the fifth level of Bansheng. Even if all of them were added together, there would be no chance of winning.

This is the strongest among Feng Han's group, and even in the Undead Blood Clan, he has a great reputation.

Just when Shuntian Bansheng's power erupted, Zhang Ruochen keenly discovered that there were tiny cracks in the space in the direction of the cliff.

"It should be the great battle in the Middle Ages that broke the space here. Even after 100,000 years of repair, it is still quite fragile and can't withstand such a strong force."

The power of God can break the space.

That's why the space here is quite fragile.

If we compare the space outside to a block of iron, the space here is like a piece of paper. A battle at the semi-saint level can tear it apart.

A cultivator above the fourth level of semi-saint can cause cracks in the space even if he just emits a breath.

Zhang Ruochen thought of a strategy to deal with it. He deliberately showed fear on his face and shouted: "Everyone retreat quickly. This person's cultivation is not something we can contend with."

Feng Han saw Zhang Ruochen's frightened look, and the depression of the past few days was swept away. He chuckled and said: "Junior brother, you now understand the taste of despair, right? Otherwise, you jump off the cliff first and help us explore the way."

Another half-saint of the Undead Blood Clan also showed a sarcastic look and said: "That's right, you don't have any chance at all, you will definitely die today."

"Zhang Ruochen, if you jump off the cliff and test the danger for us Undead Blood Clan, even if you die, we will take care of the rest of you and will not kill them all. Especially, the big beauty and the little beauty."

The other half-saints of the Undead Blood Clan also laughed. Their eyes, with a playful look, stared at Mu Lingxi and Han Xue, revealing an obscene light.

Mu Lingxi saw the look in the eyes of the undead blood clan half-saints and showed a look of disgust. She wanted to dig out their eyeballs.

However, Shuntian half-saint's cultivation was too strong. The power and energy he exuded alone suppressed her and caused her some internal injuries. The meridians in her body seemed to be torn.

Shuntian half-saint pressed forward step by step, forcing Zhang Ruochen and others to the edge of the cliff.

However, except Zhang Ruochen, no one noticed that the space at the edge of the cliff was getting more and more cracks.

Mu Lingxi retreated to Zhang Ruochen's side, raised her beautiful eyes, stared at him affectionately, and said: "Jump together, even if I die, I feel that I have no regrets in this life to be able to die with you."

As she spoke, she stretched out a pair of soft and boneless little hands and clasped them with Zhang Ruochen's palms, with a determined look in her eyes.

"If you want to die together, I'm afraid it's not that easy."

Shuntian Bansheng sneered, leaped up, stretched out his arm, and five lightning lights emerged, and five fingers grabbed Mu Lingxi.

"Boom!"

Affected by the power of Shuntian Bansheng, the space on the edge of the cliff finally broke open, forming dozens of huge space cracks.

Inside the space crack, a powerful devouring force formed, turning into dozens of huge whirlpools, pulling all the surrounding matter and energy.