God Emperor

At the same time, Yin Xuanji's body slowly rose into the air and stood above the dragon corpse.

On his body, the surging holy energy surged towards the bell on his waist. The three bells hanging on his waist all flew up, making a fierce collision sound.

Below, the dragon corpse and the golden corpse looked up to the sky and howled, making a deafening sound. The cold corpse energy spurted out, condensing dozens of dragon shadows and a large golden palace.

That golden corpse was an ancient emperor who was cultivated into an immortal golden body. Even after tens of thousands of years of death, his body was still intact.

The phantom of the large golden palace is formed by the condensed imperial energy on its body. It is like the dharma of the holy body, possessing extremely powerful holy and imperial power.

"kill!"

Yin Xuanji roared.

The dragon corpse and the golden corpse attacked at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen did not dare to underestimate the two fighting corpses and kept creating cracks in the space, but they were avoided by them. In the end, Zhang Ruochen could only jump up and fly into the air more than ten feet high to avoid being hit by two powerful forces.

"attack."

At this moment, in the other direction, Feng Yinchan mobilized eight thousand ghost soldiers and arranged them into a battle formation. He condensed the power of all the ghost soldiers together and turned them into a thousand-foot-long blood knife, which was aimed at the man leaping in the air. Zhang Ruochen slashed down.

The blade passed through, splitting the space into countless fragments.

Even a fourth-level semi-saint would probably not be able to withstand the power of this sword.

Even though Zhang Ruochen was quite confident in his own strength, he immediately used space movement and evaded to the right, not daring to fight her head-on.

"The ancient ghost-raising clan's methods are indeed as legendary and quite powerful. Her strength is probably above that of the Yin Xuan Ji."

As soon as Zhang Ruochen moved out, the golden corpse controlled by Yin Xuanji burst out at an astonishing speed. In an instant, it penetrated the space field and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

The punch it made pushed the shadow of the golden palace behind it forward.

"The Tribulation of the Dragon."

Zhang Ruochen struck out with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, and dragon and elephant shadows flew out from the palm of his hand, striking hard against the golden corpse.

"Bang!"

An overwhelming force surged from the golden fist, shaking Zhang Ruochen back eighteen steps in a row. Every step he took would crush the rocks on the ground.

The power of the golden corpse is definitely more powerful than that of the war corpse with three heads and six arms.

"Zhang Ruochen, if you admit defeat now, it's still too late. As long as you kneel down, kowtow to me, and take the initiative to admit your mistake, I will let you go." Yin Xuanji shook the bell with a sinister smile in his eyes.

He and Feng Yinchan joined forces to fight against the enemy, and they have always been invincible. Even the senior figures among the semi-saints have to stay away.

Still can't defeat a mere fish-dragon realm monk?

Zhang Ruochen only felt great pain in his right arm, and the right half of his body was numb, unable to lift his strength.

The combat power of the Golden Corpse is probably not much different from that of a fourth-order semi-saint.

Yin Xuanji's cultivation has probably reached the second-order semi-saint realm, otherwise, he would not be able to control such a powerful war corpse.

The combat power of the fourth-level semi-saint is quite powerful even among the semi-saints. After all, most of the half-saints in the entire Kunlun world are below the fourth-order semi-saints, and only 30 to 40% of the half-saints can reach above the fourth-order semi-saints.

Zhang Ruochen's expression remained unchanged, without any fear, but his eyes became quite serious. He mobilized the holy dragon energy in the dragon ball and quickly rushed to his right arm. The painful and numb feeling quickly disappeared.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was still stubborn, Yin Xuanji snorted coldly, shook the three bells again, controlled the golden corpse, and made two fist seals again.

The shadow of the golden palace flew forward, like a world pressing against Zhang Ruochen.

"Space collapses."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes also darkened, and the index finger of his right hand moved forward, shattering the space in front of him and turning it into a broken space area.

Especially in the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, the power of Space Collapse is even more powerful. A space of tens of feet in radius collapsed inwards and was completely shattered in an instant.

Yin Xuanji was also quite surprised. He did not expect that Zhang Ruochen could use such terrifying spatial tricks. With such a powerful move, even a fifth-level semi-saint or a sixth-level semi-saint would probably have to retreat.

The speed of the golden corpse was quite astonishing. He immediately backed up and escaped from the broken space.

In the other direction, eight thousand ghost soldiers controlled by Feng Yinchan were arranged in a circular battle circle, trapping Zhang Ruochen in the center.

Eight thousand ghost energy rushed out of the ghost soldier's body and turned into iron ropes as thick as buckets, intertwining into a prison of ghost energy.

Feng Yinchan held a ghost flag in his hand, and a jet-black veil covered most of his pretty face, making him look quite mysterious. "Zhang Ruochen, this time, even if you have wings, you won't be able to escape."

Zhang Ruochen stood in the center of the ghost aura cage, looking extremely calm, and said, "Do you think a ten-thousand-ghost soul-stirring formation can trap me?"

"Now that you know about the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Capturing Formation, you should understand that I only need to activate the formation to take away your martial spirit. If you lose your martial spirit, can you still control space?"

Obviously, Feng Yinchan has great confidence in the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Capturing Formation. You must know that this formation is quite powerful even among the sixth-level formations.

Not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even those semi-saints who have practiced for more than two hundred years and have cultivated their holy souls to an extremely stable state will still be unable to withstand the power of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Capturing Formation.

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly, said nothing more, and directly controlled the power of space, pulling eleven space cracks in the distance towards him at the same time.

If attacked by these space cracks, the ghost soldiers that Feng Yinchan finally refined would be completely wiped out.

"I really thought I didn't dare to kill you."

A cold light appeared in Feng Yinchan's eyes, and he knocked out the ghost flag and suspended it in the sky above the eight thousand ghost soldiers.

As the ghost flags rotated slowly, eight thousand ghost soldiers rushed forward at the same time. The ghost bodies decomposed into ghost energy, and then condensed into eight thousand ghost pattern talismans, flying towards Zhang Ruochen.

Looking from a distance, Zhang Ruochen's body was completely surrounded by ghost-patterned talismans.

Eight thousand ghost-patterned talismans were rotating rapidly, forming a huge vortex of ghost energy, making a "woo-woo" sound.

Yin Xuanji frowned slightly, although he also hoped that Feng Yinchan could kill Zhang Ruochen. However, Zhang Ruochen cannot die now. If he dies here, who will take them out of the underworld?

Feng Yinchan was still a little impulsive when he used the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Capturing Formation to deal with Zhang Ruochen.

Swallowing the Elephant Rabbit sent the Demon Ape into the picture scroll world and immediately returned to the ground.

Not only it, the Blood Moon Ghost King is also standing not far away. However, the Blood Moon Ghost King seemed particularly indifferent, without any expression, as if he was a bystander.

Tun Xiangtu raised his head, stared at her, and said: "Sister Gui, if you don't take action, Master Chen may die in the hands of the two inheritors of the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-removing clan."

The Blood Moon Ghost King glanced at it and said, "He is not that easy to die. On the contrary, there are some very powerful auras in that dark place."

Being able to make a ghost king, also known as powerful, shows that the other party is definitely not an ordinary person.

The Blood Moon Ghost King had a vigilant look on his face.

Because, she could feel that there was a strange power in the darkness, which was getting stronger and stronger, and was actually able to suppress the ghostly energy in her body.

That force made her feel quite uncomfortable.

"Boom."

At the center of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Capturing Formation, Zhang Ruochen's body was emitting colorful brilliance, tearing five gaps into the already fragile space here.

Eight thousand ghost-patterned talismans flew out simultaneously.

"That's...the power of the Five Elements of Chaos. Could it be that Zhang Ruochen actually cultivated into the legendary Five Elements of Chaos Body?"

Feng Yinchan's face became extremely pale, and she immediately controlled the ghost banners, trying to take back the eight thousand ghost soldiers who had turned into talismans. After all, she spent a lot of energy and wealth to refine those ghost soldiers. If you fall into a space crack, you will suffer heavy losses.

Unfortunately, she was still a step too late.

Zhang Ruochen shot out more than ten space cracks at the same time, swallowing all eight thousand ghost soldiers. There are only six impermanent-level ghost soldiers left. They keep their ghost bodies and fly back into the ghost banner.

As for the other two Impermanence-level ghost soldiers, they were attacked by space cracks and were already in a state of despair.

The ghost soldiers were eliminated, and Feng Yinchan also suffered a certain degree of backlash. He spat out a mouthful of blood and immediately stepped back.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are looking for death."

Yin Xuanji once again controlled the two war corpses, preparing to attack with all his strength.

At this moment, an old voice sounded in the ghost mist in the distance: "Ji'er, in this area, the space is very fragile, which has a great advantage over Zhang Ruochen. You retreat first, and I will take care of him. ”

Faintly, one could see a rusty brass coffin floating in the center of the gray-black ghost mist.

The sound just now came from the coffin.

Yin Xuanji was obviously extremely dissatisfied, but he did not disobey the will of the old man in the coffin.

This person is an ancestor of the ancient corpse-killing tribe. He has been practicing for hundreds of years. Because his life span is about to end, he ventures to the underworld to find the medicine to revive the dead.

Although Yin Xuanji is the inheritor of the ancient corpse-killing clan and has rights comparable to those of a saint in the clan, he still does not dare to offend the ancestor in the coffin.

Yin Xuanji bowed his hands to the brass coffin and said: "Ancestor, Zhang Ruochen has a sacred fruit on his body. If you take it, you can extend your life for a hundred years."

Hearing the words "Shen Nian Guo", the brass coffin shook slightly, and the breathing of the person in the coffin became quite rapid.

The Shen Nian Fruit is formed by the accumulation of Shen Qi and Shen Blood over a long period of time, and can finally grow out.

Although its medicinal power is not as good as that of the rejuvenating medicine, it is still a life-extending divine item. Even people at the level of saints are very eager to get one.

The moment the brass coffin appeared, Zhang Ruochen felt a huge pressure, and his feet gradually sank. Soon, the ankles of his feet had sunk into the ground.

At this time, let alone fighting, even moving a finger is extremely difficult.