Zhang Ruochen rushed to the periphery of the tomb of the God of the God as fast as possible. Instead, he opened his eyes and stood hundreds of miles away, looking forward, observing the specific situation in the tomb.

I saw that the periphery of the tomb of the God of Death was full of dense undead spirits.

Most of the undead are in the form of humans, wearing tattered robes, scattered heads, hideous faces, and a pair of eyes with blood-red light.

There are also some undead beasts with huge bodies and emitting very powerful evil aura.

The wild beast has the soul of the beast, and after death, it will naturally turn into an undead.

These undead spirits rushed out of the tomb of the God of Death, most of them rushed towards the direction of the Liangyi Sect, and some flew to other directions, entering the thirty-six palaces of the Eastern Region's Divine Land and the twelve palaces of the Eastern Region's Evil Land.

"How many undead are there in the Tomb of the God Death? Is it really endless?"

A sad look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Once the undead enters the major counties and prefectures in the Eastern Region, the ordinary people will suffer first. Even if they are just a small ghost soldier, they can swallow the souls of humans in a village.

On the periphery of the Tomb of the God Death, two dead souls with substantial bodies stood.

They have extremely strong ghost spirits. They are wearing a blood-red robe, long black, tall, fair skin, but their eyes show a yin and cold atmosphere. They are actually an extremely beautiful young woman.

The other was wearing painted black armor, with a burly body and a bucket-sized arms, like an iron tower, guarding the left side of the Tomb of the Gods, maintaining order here.

The undead are divided into: Yin soldiers and ghost generals.

Yin soldiers are divided into four levels, fourth-class Yin soldiers, third-class Yin soldiers, second-class Yin soldiers, and first-class Yin soldiers, respectively, corresponding to four levels of human warriors, Huangji realm warriors, Xuanji realm warriors, Earth-level warriors, and Tianji realm warriors.

Ghost generals are divided into: Yin evil, evil, and impermanent.

Only among the ghost generals, the most powerful "impermanence", can condense the real body.

In other words, the woman in blood and the man in black armor outside the Tomb of the God of Death are at least impermanent.

Wuchang's strength is quite powerful, enough to compete with the semi-saint, and even defeat the semi-saint and swallow the holy soul in the semi-saint's body.

Of course, in addition to impermanence, there is also the legendary ghost king who can also condense the essence of ghost bodies.

The power of the Ghost King is even stronger and can fight with the saints.

Zhang Ruochen was not sure whether the two ghosts with ghost bodies outside the Tomb of the God of Death were impermanent or ghost kings, so he did not rashly break through.

What if those were two ghost kings, wouldn’t Zhang Ruochen seek death?

What's more, Zhang Ruochen's injuries have not yet been cured, so he should be more cautious.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Void Sword and squeezed it into his hand. He saw a flash of light coming out from the white sword body. Although the Void Sword had sensed, its sword spirit still showed no sign of recovery.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ruochen took out the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture, opened the door to space, and entered the world of picture scrolls.

Below the divine tree of the heaven.

Han Xue knelt in front of Xuan Ji Sword Saint's body, put her hands on her legs, and her round and beautiful eyes looked quite red and swollen, but she was trying hard to restrain herself and did not cry.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen flew over from a distance and appeared in front of Han Xue.

Han Xue raised her white cheeks, glanced at Zhang Ruochen's eyes, bit her lower lip, and said, "Master, who killed Master?"

Recently, Han Xue has been with Xuan Ji Sword Saint. Xuan Ji Sword Saint loves this little disciple very much, so he taught her a lot of knowledge about swordsmanship.

During this period, the feelings of one ancestor and one grandson will naturally be improved.

Han Xue has already regarded Xuan Ji Sword Saint as a relative, just like her grandfather. Therefore, when she saw Xuan Ji Sword Saint's corpse, it is naturally difficult for her to accept this cruel fact.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were quite complicated and said, "Don't ask too much about the cause of your master's death. Revenge and resentment, in the future, the master will naturally settle it one by one. However, now we must put these aside first, because there is a big event in the East Region, and thousands of people will die."

Although Han Xue only looks like an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, her mind is already very firm, far from her peers.

She put away her sadness and immediately stood up, staring at Zhang Ruochen with bright eyes straight, and said, "Master, what happened?"

"I will tell you in detail later."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Void Sword, held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the sword tip in the other hand, and handed it to Han Xue, saying, "From now on, Master will pass the Void Sword to you."

Han Xue raised her petite face slightly, knelt on the ground, and said, "The Void Sword is the sword of the Queen of the Thousand Bones, and can be regarded as one of the most powerful swords in the entire Kunlun world. Such a precious treasure, the disciple... cannot accept it."

Zhang Ruochen turned his arm and let out a sniffle, inserted the Void Sword into the ground beside Han Xue. He turned around and looked at the Zhitian Divine Wood not far away, and said, "You have a Thousand Bones physique and have a great fate with the Void Sword. Moreover, the reason why Master passed the Void Sword to you now has a certain causal relationship with this major event in Dongyusheng."

Han Xue's eyes blinked gently, and her long eyelashes curled up and said, "Can Han Xue resolve the disaster in the Eastern Region by obtaining the Void Sword?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and said, "Maybe it can, maybe it can't. But even if the hope is slim, there is still hope. You get up first and hold the Void Sword in your hand."

Han Xue stood up again, looked at the Void Sword, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out a small white hand and gently touched the hilt of the Void Sword.

"Wow!"

Immediately, the Void Sword burst out with a brilliant light.

Hundreds of white sword energy rushed out in an instant, making a rustling sound, rushing towards Zhang Ruochen.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen was prepared and waved the ancient sword of Shenyuan and blocked it forward.

There was a "bang".

Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and retreated forty feet away before he continued to be attacked by the Void Sword.

On the contrary, Han Xue was still standing steadily next to the Void Sword.

The dazzling sword light shone on Han Xue's body, making her skin look extremely white and flawless, only her eyes and head are still black, like a little fairy with a strong aura.

The sword energy gushed out of the Void Sword automatically circled around her and formed a strange scene of thousands of swords protecting the master.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen showed joy and said to himself: "Sure enough, Han Xue is the one who Void Sword has been waiting for. I am just a swordsman."

Faced with the huge change in front of her, Han Xue was also a little surprised and widened her starry eyes, but she tried hard to remain calm and did not panic.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Hanxue, drip your blood onto the sword body."

"yes."

Han Xue grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly and lifted the Void Sword. Then, she stretched out her left hand and used her palm to touch the sword. The sharp Void Sword suddenly cut a deep bloody mouth from her palm.

The Void Sword absorbed Han Xue's blood, and the light on the sword body became brighter.

At the same time, fine inscriptions emerged, like spider silk, rushing into Han Xue's palms, connecting with her arm meridians.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Did you feel the sword spirit of the Void Sword?"

Han Xue nodded to Zhang Ruochen, then, holding the Void Sword in hand, came to Zhang Ruochen, bowed and said, "Thank you for giving the sword to you, Master."

"The Void Sword belongs to you."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the little girl in front of him, and felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment and joy in his heart. At this moment, he finally understood how happy it was to be a master to have an outstanding disciple.

This is a kind of dedication, a kind of cherishment, and it is also a sublimation of one's own spirit.

Han Xue's physique and understanding are definitely at the top level, and her willpower is also far from ordinary people. In addition, this Void Sword is naturally even more powerful.

It can be imagined that her future achievements will definitely be quite amazing.

Zhang Ruochen took out the sacred source of Xuan Ji Sword Saint, held it in his hand, stared at Han Xue again, and said, "Refining it will bring endless benefits to you."

Han Xue took Shengyuan, held it in her small hands, and asked curiously: "Master, what is this?"

"This is the inheritance left to you by the master. As long as you completely absorb it, your swordsmanship can reach a new level." Zhang Ruochen gently patted Han Xue's head and smiled slightly: "Pursuit it, three days later, we will go out and do that big sword thing."

"Um."

Han Xue naturally would not doubt Master's words, so she immediately swallowed the Holy Source, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to refine it.

The holy power of the Holy Source was extremely vast, causing a rain of holy liquid to fall around Han Xue's body. The holy liquid fell on her body and immediately soaked into her skin, making her physique more fairy.

In the next hour, Zhang Ruochen completely absorbed the elixir of the Dead Wood Pill, and soon the injury healed and returned to his peak state.
Chapter completed!