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

On his body, the thrilling holy energy rushed towards the bells on his waist. All three bells hanging on his waist flew up and made a fierce collision sound.

Below, the dragon corpse and the golden corpse roared to the sky, making a deafening sound, and the cold corpse air gushed out, condensing dozens of dragon shadows and a large golden palace.

The golden corpse was an ancient emperor during his lifetime. He cultivated into an immortal golden body. Even if he died for tens of thousands of years, his body was still intact.

The phantom of the large golden palace was condensed by the imperial energy on its body, like the Dharma image of the holy body, with extremely powerful holy power 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 battle corpses, and kept firing out space cracks, but they were all avoided. In the end, Zhang Ruochen could only jump and fly to the air more than ten feet high to avoid being attacked 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, gathering the power of all the ghost soldiers together, turning them into a blood knife that was thousands of feet long, and slashing towards Zhang Ruochen who was leaping in the air.

The blade slashed past, slashing the space so hard that it kept cracking, forming countless fragments.

Even if the power of this sword is a fourth-level half-saint, it is probably impossible to catch it.

Even though Zhang Ruochen was quite confident in his strength, he immediately used space transfer and avoided to the right, not daring to fight with her.

"The method of raising the ancient ghost clan is indeed as powerful as the legendary one. Her strength is probably higher than Yin Xuan Ji."

Zhang Ruochen had just moved out horizontally, and the golden corpse controlled by Yin Xuanji exploded in an astonishing way. In a flash, it penetrated the space domain and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

The fist wind it exerted drove the phantom of the golden palace behind it and rushed forward.

"The Dragon Tribulation."

Zhang Ruochen shot out the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, and dragon shadows and elephant shadows flew out from the palm of his hand, fighting with the golden corpse.

"Bang!"

A wave of overwhelming force surged from the golden fist, shaking Zhang Ruochen back eighteen steps. Every step fell, it would crush the rocks on the ground.

The power of the golden corpse is definitely stronger than that of the battle corpse with three heads and six arms.

"Zhang Ruochen, if you admit defeat now, it is still time. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me and take the initiative to admit your mistake, I will let you go." Yin Xuanji shook the bell, and a dark smile appeared in his eyes.

He fought against Feng Yinchan, and has always been invincible. Even the older generation among the semi-saints had to retreat.

Can't you win a mere fish and dragon realm cultivator?

Zhang Ruochen only felt very painful with his right arm, and half of his body on his right was a little numb and he couldn't lift his strength.

The combat power of the golden corpse is probably not much different from that of the fourth-level half-saint.

Yin Xuanji's cultivation level may have reached the level of a second-level half-saint, otherwise he would not be able to control such a powerful battle corpse.

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

Zhang Ruochen's face remained unchanged and he had no fear, but his eyes became quite serious. He mobilized the holy dragon energy in the dragon ball and rushed towards his right arm. The painful and numb feeling soon disappeared.

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

The phantom of the golden palace flew forward like a world pressing towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Space collapsed."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes also sank, and his right index finger pointed forward, smashing the space in front and turning it into a broken space area.

Especially in the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, the space used to shatter, and the power it exploded became even stronger. The space of dozens of feet collapsed inward in an instant and completely shattered.

Yin Xuanji was also quite surprised. He did not expect that Zhang Ruochen would have such a terrible space move. Such a powerful move, even a fifth-level half-saint and a sixth-level half-saint would probably have to retreat.

The golden corpse's degree was quite amazing. He immediately retreated back and escaped from the broken space.

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

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

Feng Yinchan held a ghost banner in his hand, and his ink-black veil covered most of his pretty face, which looked quite mysterious, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, this time, you can't escape even if you put your wings."

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

"Since you know the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul-Seeing Array, you should understand that I only need to activate the formation to remove your martial soul. If you lose your martial soul, can you still control the space?"

Obviously, Feng Yinchan has great confidence in the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul-Seeing Array. You must know that this formation is quite powerful even among the level 6 formations.

Not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even those semi-saints who have practiced for more than two hundred years have already cultivated their holy souls to an extremely stable state, it is difficult to block the power of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Surface Array.

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly, said no more, directly controlled the power of space, and pulled the eleven space cracks in the distance at the same time.

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

"I really think I dare not kill you."

A cold light emerged from Feng Yinchan's eyes, knocking out the ghost banner and floating above the eight thousand ghost soldiers.

As the ghost banner slowly rotated, eight thousand ghost soldiers rushed forward at the same time. The ghost body was decomposed into ghost energy and condensed into eight thousand ghost pattern talismans and flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

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

The eight thousand ghost pattern talismans were rotating quickly, forming a huge ghost energy vortex, making a "whimper" sound.

Yin Xuanji frowned slightly. Although he also hoped that Feng Yinchan could kill Zhang Ruochen. However, Zhang Ruochen could not die yet. If he died here, who would take them out of the underworld?

Feng Yinchan used the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Surveying Array to deal with Zhang Ruochen, but she was still a little impulsive.

The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit sent the Demon Ape into the Scroll World and returned to the ground immediately.

Not only it, the Blood Moon Ghost King also stood not far away. However, the Blood Moon Ghost King seemed particularly calm and had no expression, just like a bystander.

The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit raised his head, stared at her, and said, "Sister Gui, if you don't take action, Master Chen may die at the hands of the two inheritors of the Ancient Ghost Raising and the Ancient Corpse Driving Clan."

The Blood Moon Ghost King glanced at it and said, "He didn't die so easily. Instead, there were a few very powerful auras in that dark place."

It can be called a ghost king, which shows that the other party is definitely not an ordinary person.

A look of vigilance appeared on the Blood Moon Ghost King's face.

Because, she could feel that in that dark place, there was a strange force that was getting stronger and stronger, and could actually suppress the ghost energy on her body.

That force made her feel quite uncomfortable.

"Boom."

At the center of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Seeing Array, Zhang Ruochen's body scattered with colorful light, tearing out five gaps into the already very fragile space here.

Eight thousand ghost-patterned talismans flew backwards at the same time.

"That's... the power of the five elements chaos. Could it be that Zhang Ruochen actually cultivated into the legendary five elements chaos body?"

Feng Yinchan's face turned extremely pale. She immediately controlled the ghost banner and wanted to take back the eight thousand ghost soldiers who turned into talismans. After all, those ghost soldiers were refined by her spending a lot of energy and wealth. If she fell into the crack in the space, she would suffer heavy losses.

Unfortunately, she was still one step late.

Zhang Ruochen killed more than ten space cracks at the same time and devoured all eight thousand ghost soldiers. Only six ghost soldiers of the Impermanence level were left, and they saved their ghost bodies and flew back into the ghost banner.

As for the other two impermanent ghost soldiers, they were already scattered by attacks from space cracks.

The ghost soldier was destroyed, and Feng Yinchan also suffered a certain degree of backlash. He spitted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and immediately retreated backwards.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are looking for death."

Yin Xuanji once again controlled the two battle corpses and was ready to attack with all his might.

At this moment, an old voice sounded in the ghost fog in the distance: "Ji'er, in this area, the space is very fragile and has a great advantage for Zhang Ruochen. You retreat first, and I will deal with him."

In a faintly manner, you can see a rusty brass coffin floating in the center of the gray-black ghost fog.

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 tribe of the corpse-driving tribe. He has practiced for hundreds of years. Because his life is about to end, he ventured to the underworld to find the medicine for resurrection.

Although Yin Xuanji is the inheritor of the ancient tribe of driving corpses and has the right to be comparable to a saint in the tribe, he still dares not offend the ancestors in the coffin.

Yin Xuanji bowed to the brass coffin and said, "Old ancestor, Zhang Ruochen has a divine fruit on his body. If you take it, you can prolong your life for a hundred years."

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

The stubborn fruit of the divine energy and divine blood can only grow out after the deposition of the long-term broken moon.

Although its medicinal power is not as good as the resurrection medicine, it is still a life-sustaining magical object. Even a saint-level figure is eager to get one.

Just as the brass coffin appeared, Zhang Ruochen felt a huge pressure, and his feet gradually sank. Soon, his ankles had already sank into the ground.

At this time, let alone fighting, it would be extremely difficult even if you move your fingers.
Chapter completed!