The bright moonlight, through bamboo branches and leaves, falls on the ground, forming shadowy spots.

The shape of the light spot is like a terrifying ghost pattern or a hideous beast, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

"rustle."

A cold wind blew in the bamboo forest, all the trunks of the spiritual bamboo were shaking, and the bamboo leaves on the ground were blown up.

Zhang Ruochen noticed the abnormality and immediately stopped healing his wounds. He suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

"Swish." Chen Yuan Ancient Sword also sensed the dangerous aura, flew out of the sheath, dragged out a circle of sword lights, and flew around Zhang Ruochen, obviously protecting the master.

"I sensed an extremely powerful evil creature, eager to approach us." said the sword spirit of Chen Yuan Ancient Sword.

"Is it the Immortal Vampire again?" Zhang Ruochen showed a puzzled look.

Nowadays, Ling Feiyu is in charge of Zhujie Mountain. As long as the immortal blood clan is not too stupid, he should not come to break through.

No matter what evil creature it was, Zhang Ruochen remained highly vigilant and fully released his mental power, covering an area of ​​30 miles in radius.

No matter how troubles are, you can't hide it from his perceptions.

At this moment, a cold evil spirit broke into Zhang Ruochen's mental perception range, which was astonishingly fast, thirty miles, twenty miles, ten miles, nine miles, eight miles...

The ancient sword of Chenyuan trembled violently, and it made a stern sound of swords, stirring up dozens of sword energy, flying in the bamboo forest.

"How could it be so?"

Zhang Ruochen's face turned very pale, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and all the hairs on his body had already stood up.

Just as the evil aura broke into Zhang Ruochen's range, he immediately pinched out the sword technique and shouted softly: "Golden Dou Chaoyang."

The sword technique used by Zhang Ruochen was a move in the Nine Life Sword Technique.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan flew straight out, emitting golden light, cutting through the night sky, and a deafening explosion of air sounded.

Where the ancient sword flew, all the spiritual bamboos exploded and turned into powder.

Just in front of the ancient Chenyuan sword, a blood-red cloud of Qi appeared, rolling constantly, and faintly, you could see a human-shaped monster in the center of the Qiyun.

The human-shaped monster has long blood-red hair all over its body, sharp fangs in its mouth, and its eyes and pupils emit a biting evil spirit.

"boom!"

The human-shaped monster slapped forward and collided with the sword tip of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

You should know that the attack of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword was enough to break a sacred weapon with a hundred-patterned pattern. However, it did not penetrate the palm of the human-shaped monster, but was hit by a palm.

The human-shaped monster's degree did not decrease and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen immediately exerted the power of the meteor invisibility cloak, exploded the phoenix divine seal, and moved horizontally to the right.

The human-shaped monster was faster, and instantly rushed to Zhang Ruochen and hit him out with one claw.

The other party's cultivation level is obviously more than half-saint. How could Zhang Ruochen resist now?

Even if it is a ninth-level half-saint, if you touch the claws of the human-shaped monster, you may be either dead or disabled.

In recent times, the results of Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu's fight have finally been revealed.

Faced with such a crisis, Zhang Ruochen seemed calm because he knew very well that as long as he could persevere for a while, the strong men in Zhujie Mountain would definitely come as fast as possible.

Therefore, now he is able to save his life is a great success.

Facing the human-shaped monster's claw marks, Zhang Ruochen's body forced to twist, and almost avoided the vital points of his heart position.

"Bang."

The human-shaped monster's claws hit Zhang Ruochen's left shoulder, colliding with the meteor invisibility cloak, making a "chichi" sound, and Mars appeared.

Even though Zhang Ruochen's body was very strong, he was quite uncomfortable. He flew out and broke seven spiritual bamboos in a row. At the same time, he also spit out seven mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"Who is the evil spirit that dares to break into the prison and kill people?"

Ling Feiyu's voice came from the top of Zhujie Mountain.

At the same time, she rushed out of the cave, swooped down, and rushed to the location where Zhang Ruochen and the human-shaped monster were.

However, the human-shaped monster was not afraid of Ling Feiyu at all. He rushed towards Zhang Ruochen again, and his two claws stretched out at the same time.

Two three-meter-long blood-qi claw prints condensed in front of the claws, carrying a powerful corrosive force, pressing down on Zhang Ruochen's head.

Before the claw prints fell, the ground beneath Zhang Ruochen had already begun to collapse downwards.

Even though Ling Feiyu's speed was fast, it was still too far away. When she arrived, she would probably have to collect the body of Zhang Ruochen.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen could only survive with his own strength.

The blue veins all over his body rose, his eyes widened, and roared: "Chen Yuan."

"call out!"

The ancient sword of Chenyuan flew back and hung in front of him.

The five holy veins and thirty-six meridians in Zhang Ruochen's body kept gushing out of holy energy, and penetrated into the ancient sword of Shenyuan. Finally, in the midst of lightning, thousands of destructive power were exerted.

With a swish, Chen Yuan's ancient sword swung out and dragged out a half-moon-shaped arc of light.

This sword is not a head-on battle, but a powerful force that hits the human-shaped monster with a thousand-patterned destructive force, with a subtle secret force that can make a big move.

With a bang, the powerful sword energy broke through the two blood-qi claw marks in front of the human-shaped monster's claws, knocking him back two steps in succession.

At the same time, a dazzling white light column fell from the sky above the bamboo forest and hit the top of the human-shaped monster's head.

The human-shaped monster was also quite amazing. It stretched out its hands to condense blood and energy, blocking the white light column.

"Wow—"

The Burial Sky Sword passed through the white light column and broke through the blood and energy of the human-shaped monster.

Immediately afterwards, a earth-shaking sound rang out of the entire bamboo forest.

A powerful wave of sword energy surged out from all directions, causing all the spiritual bamboos in Zhujie Mountain to turn into powder, and even the mountains that stretched for dozens of miles were huge cracks.

The defensive formation in the mountains could not stop Ling Feiyu's sword.

Zhang Ruochen was also rushed hundreds of feet away by the powerful sword energy wave, and inserted the ancient sword of Chenyuan into the ground, and finally stabilized his body.

Gradually, the mud and dust dissipated.

I saw the white Burial Sky Sword inserted into the chest of the human-shaped monster, nailing him to the ground. Thunder and lightning gushed out from the sword body, and the dark night sky was filled with electric patterns.

The human-shaped monster did not die, and the roar like a beast appeared in his mouth. As he struggled, the entire Zhujie Mountain was shaking.

"Swish."

The powerful men from the ancient tribe of Zhenzhu rushed over one after another.

They saw the human-shaped monster suppressed under the Burial Sky Sword, and everyone's faces showed a strange expression.

A very old semi-saint saw the human-shaped monster struggling in pain and said, "He has been imprisoned for so many years, why did he escape again?"

"How tight the defense of the Netherworld Dungeon is, how could he escape? Someone must have deliberately released him."

...

At this moment, Shi Ren and a group of senior clans from the Shi family also arrived at Zhujie Mountain.

When Shi Ren saw the human-shaped monster, his body trembled and rushed over immediately. However, the sword energy emitted from the Zangtian Sword was too huge and directly shocked him away.

Ling Feiyu stepped on a purple cloud and flew down from the sky, stood beside the human-shaped monster, and looked at him.

Shi Ren knelt on the ground, his face full of tears, and said with a pleading look: "Sir Sword Saint, please spare his life."

Ling Feiyu had no expression on his face, his palm was pressed on the hilt of the sword of the Burial Sky Sword, and he snorted coldly: "Why should I forgive him? Let him spare him and let him continue to kill people?"

Ling Feiyu naturally has a certain understanding of the affairs of the ancient tribe in Zhenzhuo Zhen, and has roughly guessed the identity of the human-shaped monster.

Shi Ren grabbed his hands into the soil, feeling extremely painful, and said, "He was locked in the Netherworld Dungeon and never came out to harm anyone. Tonight, someone must have deliberately released him, so that such a thing happened." Ling Feiyu seemed very indifferent and said, "For him, living is a kind of pain. Why do you still have to let him live? Besides, if this holy kills him, you will no longer have to worry about someone releasing him and endangering the ancient tribe of the prison. Isn't this better?"

Wang Beilie, the leader of the ancient clan of Zhenzhu, had already arrived at Zhujie Mountain and landed beside Shi Ren, helped him up and persuaded: "Ren'er, Feiyu Sword Saint, has some truth. Perhaps death is the real liberation for him."

"No."

Shi Ren's eyes were filled with bloodshots. He roared and slapped Wang Beilie's chest. His body rushed out and rushed towards the human-shaped monster regardless of everything.

Even if everyone in the world wants to kill him, Shi Ren will try his best to save his life.

Because the human-shaped monster in everyone's eyes is his father.

A sharp color flashed in Ling Feiyu's eyes. With a wave of her sleeves, a holy energy surged out and fell on Shi Ren's body, beating him out.

With a bang, Shi Ren fell heavily to the ground.

However, he seemed to be completely unaware of the pain, climbed up again and rushed towards the human-shaped monster.

This time, Wang Beilie took action and shot out a talisman, forming a talisman formation, imprisoning Shi Ren inside.

No matter how Shi Ren roared or attacked, he could not break the talisman formation at all.

Wang sighed sadly: "Ren'er, you must calm down first. You must not be as obsessed as your father. After all, you will take over as the patriarch of the ancient clan of the prison in the future."

Hearing Wang Beilie say this, Shi Ren in the talisman formation attacked even more crazily and roared loudly.

Because of the barrier of the formation, no one could hear Shi Ren yelling.

A sarcastic look flashed in Wang Zelie's eyes.

Then, he looked at Ling Feiyu, looking quite melancholy, and said, "Actually, I really want to save his life, but now the enemy is in front of me, and there is no mistake. If you are not careful, the entire ancient clan of the prison guard will disappear. Feiyu Sword Saint... Please send him on the way!"

Wang Beilie shook his head, as if he couldn't bear to see that scene, so he turned around with his hands on his back.

However, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Since the patriarch wants to save his life, the younger generation has a way to save his life."
Chapter completed!