"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen rode the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit and rushed out from the bottom of the collapsed mountain, shaking the soil and stones away.

He stretched out his arm and took back the ancient sword of Chenyuan, tightly pinched it in his hand, staring at the blood sword, revealing his expression as if he was facing a great enemy.

Next to it, the demon ape made a low roar, slowly climbed up and sat on the ground.

"Demon Ape, you advanced to the world of scrolls to heal the wounds."

Zhang Ruochen took out the picture of the Qiankun Divine Wood in the Qi Sea, opened the picture scroll, and a radiant light radiated from the surface of the picture scroll, and took the demon ape in it.

"Wow!"

The blood sword flew back and fell into the hands of the second prince.

The second prince stood ten miles away and did not get close to the past. Because he was quite worried that Zhang Ruochen also had a pill containing the evil spirit of death.

Once he is exposed to the evil spirit of death, even with his cultivation and physique, he will be able to resolve it.

"Zhang Ruochen, hand over the thunderous sword, I can consider spareing your life."

The second prince stood dozens of feet above the ground, wearing a pair of blood armor and a thick blood cloud under his feet, like a world-class demon emperor.

Even if Zhang Ruochen stood dozens of miles away, he could smell the bloody smell coming out of his body.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "By your strength, if I want to leave, can you stop me?"

The second prince smiled sarcastically and said, "Do you think that if you have mastered the imperial edict from Xuan Ji Sword Saint, you can escape from the palm of my prince? To be honest, I also have a volume of imperial edicts, but this volume of imperial edicts comes from the Qingtian Blood Emperor. No matter how strong the cultivation of Xuan Ji Sword Saint is, it is better than that of Qingtian Blood Emperor?"

"Is that so? Since the Qingtian Blood Emperor has such a strong cultivation level, why don't you dare to go to the Central Imperial City to deal with Empress Chi Yao?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.

Eight hundred years ago, the Qingtian Blood Emperor was one of the top ten blood commanders under the blood back. At that time, he was the hero who was the most powerful master in the world. He was known as the "Qingtian Blood Commander". He had killed many sages of human race.

Now, eight hundred years have passed, the Qingtian Blood Commander has become the Qingtian Blood Emperor, and his own cultivation must have reached a point where the saints can also be out of reach.

The second prince's eyes were quite calm and he said, "How long do you think that Empress can live? As long as Lord Patriarch escapes from the Netherworld dungeon, she will be the first person to deal with. Once the Empress dies, it will be our turn to dominate everything in Kunlun Realm. All humans will become livestock raised by our tribe, supplying us with blood, and being slaves and animals for generations."

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but grab the hilt of the sword again, and said, "Do you think anyone can break into the Netherworld Dungeon? If the Immortal Vampire could rescue Lama, Lama would have escaped eight hundred years ago." "Do you think the current situation is the same as eight hundred years ago?"

The second prince obviously thought that he had already taken Zhang Ruochen and did not have so much concern. He said directly: "Eight hundred years ago, the reason why the Immortal Vampire failed was because the Blood Queen underestimated the strength of the six sword-holders."

"Who would have thought that in that sword tomb, six sword holders could actually borrow the power of ancestors of all generations. Each sword holder was like more than ten sword saints combined."

"The second time after blood broke into the Pluto Sword Tomb, but encountered resistance from Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing, and ultimately failed."

"When Emperor Ming disappeared today and Emperor Qing retired. Besides, through the two fierce battles eight hundred years ago, the Immortal Vampire knew the power of the six sword-holders, so he focused on dealing with them. As early as a hundred years ago, our tribe began to make secret arrangements."

"In addition to dealing with Xuan Ji Sword Saint, other means were also used to deal with the other five sword-holders."

"To be honest, except for Ling Feiyu who found something wrong in time, he killed the strong men sent by the Immortal Blood Clan. The other sword-holders were either dead or had been captured by the Qingtian Blood Emperor himself."

"In addition to the Burial Heaven Sword and the Zhutian Sword mastered by Ling Feiyu, there are also your thunderous swords, and the other three holy swords, all of which are in the hands of our Immortal Vampire clan."

Even Zhang Ruochen felt very shocked when he heard this news.

No wonder Ling Feiyu was the only one who rushed back to the Sword Tomb of the Hades. Maybe the other sword-holders were really likely to have been assassinated by the Immortal Vampire.

If the Qingtian Blood Emperor takes action personally, even the Sword Saint will be in danger.

Zhang Ruochen tried his best to restrain the intense emotions in his heart, and in a calm tone, he said, "You have just mastered three holy swords, what's the use? Can you save Pluto?"

Zhang Ruochen learned a secret from the ancestors of the Taotian Sword that the six holy swords are actually six keys.

Only by holding six holy swords at the same time can you open the fifteenth floor of the Netherworld Dungeon and release Pluto.

The Immortal Vampire must have known this secret, so he snatched the six holy swords at all costs.

In other words, as long as the Immortal Vampire does not obtain the six holy swords, then it will be impossible for them to save Pluto.

A strange smile appeared on the second prince's face and said, "Just when the army of the ancient tribe of Zhenzhu attacked the Immortal Blood Clan of the Eight Cities Twelve Ridges. The Qingtian Blood Emperor had already led another army and also launched an attack on the Sword Tomb of the Pluto. If nothing unexpected happens, the Sword Tomb of the Pluto has fallen at this moment. The two holy swords in Ling Feiyu's hand may have fallen into the hands of the Blood Emperor."

"The Blood Emperor missed a little bit. Unexpectedly, you, a little fish, did not stay at the Tomb of the Pluto, but instead escaped by chance."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as I take the thunderous sword from your hand, our immortal blood clan will gather six holy swords, which will be enough to open the fifteenth floor of the Netherworld Dungeon."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the second prince's eyes and could tell that he was not not lying.

If the Qingtian Blood Emperor really went to attack the Sword Tomb of the Big Boy himself, with his terrifying cultivation and the years of arrangements of the Immortal Blood Clan in the Sword Tomb of the Big Boy, it would be possible to attack.

In this way, the surging sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand becomes crucial and cannot fall into the hands of the Immortal Vampire no matter what.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Ruochen immediately took out the imperial edict given to him by Xuan Ji Sword Saint and injected the holy energy into it.

"Wow!"

The light emitted by the imperial edict turned into a light shield, completely wrapping Zhang Ruochen and the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit.

Then, the light shield turned into a stream of light and flew towards the horizon.

"They are already in the jar, and they still want to escape?"

The second prince smiled coldly and took out a volume of imperial edicts, borrowed the holy power contained in the imperial edicts, and soon caught up with Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow."

The second prince flew above Zhang Ruochen's head, lifted up the blood sword, dragged out a long sword light, and slashed downwards.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the falling sword energy, gritted his teeth, immediately mobilized the power of space, and silently said: "Space freezes."

The entire space suddenly condensed, as if it was frozen. Everything except Zhang Ruochen became still.

Even the sword energy that the second prince slashed down paused for a moment before breaking through the power of space.

However, just as the sword energy stopped for a short time, Zhang Ruochen flew forward.

The sword energy flew down several feet behind Zhang Ruochen, hitting the lush forest, leaving a sword mark hundreds of meters long.

"It's the space force again."

The second prince has both a bit of taboo and envy of space power.

If he could plunder Zhang Ruochen's body and become a new generation of time and space successors, then how much will his strength be improved?

A fanatical light appeared in the eyes of the second prince, and he chased after him again.

However, the second prince chased after thousands of miles, but he did not see Zhang Ruochen again. Even Zhang Ruochen's aura disappeared.

"It actually disappeared out of thin air?"

The second prince immediately retreated and carefully followed the breath left by Zhang Ruochen.

Because he firmly believed that no matter what hidden means Zhang Ruochen used, he would definitely leave some clues.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen had jumped into a river a hundred feet wide, and at the same time stimulated the power of the meteor invisibility cloak, completely covering up the aura on his body.

The water flow rushed Zhang Ruochen downstream and was far away from Jinque City.

It was not until night that Zhang Ruochen took off from the river again, stood on the water surface, and a huge holy aura surged out of his body, forming a colorful chaotic cloud.

Previously, when he was hiding in the water, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation had already broken through to the second-level half-saint.

"call."

Zhang Ruochen opened his mouth and sucked all the holy energy that was spreading on the water back into his body.

Thirty-six meridians and five holy veins made a rumbling sound, just like dozens of rivers flowing in the body.

Back on the shore, the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit asked, "Mr. Chen, what should we do now? Should we rush back to the Tomb of the Sword of the Patriarch?"

Tonight's night was without the moon, and it looked pitch black, and even if you stretched out your hands, you couldn't see your five fingers. Only the cold wind on the river surface still made a whimpering sound.

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a long time, shook his head, and said, "If the Qingtian Blood Emperor really captured the Tomb of the Sword of the King of the Great, then it means that he has already obtained five of the six holy swords. Therefore, I must not go back to the Sword of the King of the Great. If the surging sword is also taken away, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"So, where are we going now?" asked Tuxiang Rabbit.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I will find a place first and avoid it for the time being. When news of the Pluto Sword Tomb comes, it will not be too late to make a decision."

Even if the Qingtian Blood Emperor captured the Sword Tomb of the Hades, as long as he could not find the Sword of the Daotian, Chi Yao, who was in the imperial city, the Wushen Mountain, and even the leader of the Moon Demon Sect, could also rush to the Sword Tomb of the Hades.

After all, no one in the top powerhouse in Kunlun Realm hopes that the Big King will escape, and that will be a disaster for the entire human race.
Chapter completed!