Yin Xuanji said: "My strength is stronger than you, so what I say is the rules."

""First, you will return the stubborn fruit to me. Second, hand over the treasure you dug out of the magma ocean. When you complete these two points, I will tell you the third rule."

Zhang Ruochen played with Longjiao in his hand and said, "There is still a third rule?"

This time it was a woman's voice, answering Zhang Ruochen: "You are the descendant of time and space, and you will definitely be able to cross the extreme wall of the corpse river. As long as you take us back to Kunlun Realm, we can give you a way out."

I could hear the sound, but I couldn't see her.

I can only feel a storm of wind blowing past the magma ocean.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes slanted, and his arms suddenly waved. The dragon horn in his hand was like an arrow leaving the string, and several times sounded instantly.

A roar sounded about forty feet away from Zhang Ruochen.

A chariot made up of white bones of humans and beasts appeared in mid-air. The sharp dragon horn penetrated the chariot, smashing the chariot and breaking it, turning into pieces of broken bones and falling to the ground.

A woman covered in a black veil flew out of the bone chariot and looked quite embarrassed. Her robe was penetrated, leaving a huge hole.

This woman is the princess of the ancient ghost breed, Feng Yinchan.

At the same time, she is also Yin Xuanji's fiancée.

Feng Yinchan held a gray-black ghost banner in his hand and fell to the ground. He stared at Zhang Ruochen angrily and said, "Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to attack me?"

"call out."

Longjiao flew around in the air, flew back and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Zhang Ruochen held the dragon horn in his hand and seemed quite calm, saying, "I don't like talking to people who hide their heads and tails. As for your rules, I still agree with them very much. However, since it is a strong person who sets the rules, should he decide who should decide after the battle?"

"What? Are you not convinced?"

A powerful holy power spread out on Yin Xuanji's body and said, "Don't think you were amazing if you could tie me last time. To be honest, for our ancient corpse-driven tribe, the most powerful strength is the battle corpse we refined. Our own strength is second. If you really fight, you are still far from it."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the three battle corpses beside Yin Xuanji, and said lightly: "How can I know the result if I don't try it?"

Although Yin Xuanji was wrapped in white cloth, he could still see that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a disdainful smile.

"Since you are not convinced, I can only defeat you with absolute strength."

Yin Xuanji seemed particularly strong, took out a bell from his waist and shook it gently.

Suddenly, a war corpse with three heads and six arms roared and a large amount of corpse gas was spitting out of her mouth.

Its legs bent slightly, and with a bang, it jumped up from the back of the dragon corpse and landed opposite Zhang Ruochen.

This battle corpse is a level battle corpse refined from three and a half holy corpses. Each of the six arms holds a hundred-patterned holy weapon, namely sword, axe, bead, seal, tower, cauldron, and mirror.

The six holy artifacts all have an ancient charm. Inside it, there are a large number of inscriptions intertwined. The sacred power radiates the hard rocks on the ground and spreads to the distance.

Zhang Ruochen thought to himself: "This inheritor of the ancient corpse-driving clan may have really entered the tomb of a great saint, otherwise, it would be impossible to equip a war corpse with so many holy tools."

The bell rang again.

One of the three-headed and six-armed war corpse waved forward and dragged out a sword energy hundreds of meters long, like a huge sword energy wall, dividing the ground into two halves.

The sword energy kept rushing forward and rushed to Zhang Ruochen.

Just this sword, the power that exploded was even stronger than that of an ordinary third-level half-saint.

However, such a powerful sword energy gradually dissipated as soon as it rushed to Zhang Ruochen, and finally disappeared completely, and even Zhang Ruochen's protective energy did not break through.

"How could this happen?" Yin Xuanji was quite surprised.

Even he could not resolve the sword of the third-level half-saint with all his strength so easily.

Feng Yinchan, the princess of the ancient ghost clan, stood in the distance, so she saw it more clearly and reminded: "That sword energy was resolved by the space domain. Only when it penetrated the space domain can it be suppressed."

Yin Xuanji snorted coldly, and the bell in his hand shook even more intensely.

The war corpse with three heads and six arms had a crackling sound inside its body. Its body grew five or six times taller, becoming as big as a hill. Six giant arms extended at the same time, as if to tear the world apart.

As the corpse energy surged all over the body, the six holy objects emitted dazzling light, like turning into six burning balls of sun, with a brilliant atmosphere and shining brightly, and at the same time flew out towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands at the same time, mobilizing the space cracks above the magma ocean. There were seven or eight strokes in total, and they hit the three-headed and six-armed war corpse at the same time.

"Thorn!"

The body of the war corpse turned into dozens of pieces in an instant, and then it was dragged into a space crack and turned into a blood mist.

The six holy artifacts were lost, and naturally they were easily collected by Zhang Ruochen.

After the Chenyuan Ancient Sword absorbed the six holy objects, more than one hundred inscriptions were added to the inside of the sword body, one step closer to the Thousand-Secret Holy Meaning.

Although the corpse of the divine body has been taken away by the Death Chan Ancestor, this space has not completely returned to stability, and there are still many space cracks and space vortexes floating in the air.

For other monks, this is a very dangerous place.

However, for Zhang Ruochen, fighting with others here has a huge advantage. Even if someone is stronger than him, he will be suppressed by him when he comes here.

He lost a powerful battle corpse and six holy weapons. Even Yin Xuanji was so angry that he vomited blood. It was a huge fortune, comparable to the sum of wealth of a semi-saint family with a profound background.

"Zhang Ruochen, you have already angered me."

Yin Xuanji gritted his teeth, the muscles in his body tensed, and the corpse energy on his body became even thicker, and on the top of his head, it condensed into a cloud of corpse energy.

Because the aura that burst out from his body was too strong, and it stretched out broken patterns in the surrounding space.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Feng Yinchan again and said, "Do you want to go together?"

"Zhang Ruochen, you are the most arrogant one among the men I have ever met. Do you really think that if you can mobilize the power of space, you can be invincible?"

Obviously, Feng Yinchan was also quite angry and waved the ghost banner in his hand.

"call!"

A large area of ​​ghost energy flew out of the ghost banner.

Every strand of ghost energy fell to the ground, a ghost soldier in armor would condense. A total of eight thousand ghost soldiers gathered together and arranged in front of her, condensing a powerful power.

Among them, there are eight ghost soldiers who condensed a substantial ghost body, and the most powerful one is the eight impermanent commanders.

The most powerful thing about the ancient corpse driving and the ancient corpse raising tribe is here, where you can control a large number of corpses and ghost soldiers.

A half-saint who drives corpses and a half-saint who raises ghosts can be worth several, or even dozens of half-saints.
Chapter completed!