"boom!"

The giant demon ape stomped the walls of Mingjing Villa with one foot, stretched out a big hand with a demonic aura, and slapped it down, killing a holy-level war corpse that exploded and turned into fragments of corpses.

The power of the giant demon ape is quite powerful, and every shot is devastating, killing most of the Mingjing Villa to sink.

At this moment, Feng Yinying was quite angry. Before the battle began, the ancient tribe of raising ghosts and the ancient tribe of storing corpse suffered heavy losses, which was completely different from her initial expectations.

"Hell Ghost King Claw."

The yin energy in Feng Yinying's body squirted out, pinching his five fingers into claws, and slamming his anger at the abdomen of the giant demon ape.

The claw prints flew out, which was both cold and sharp, and looked like a bone claw that was dozens of meters long.

"Puff."

The fur on the abdomen of the demon ape was torn apart, leaving five bloody mouths that were dozens of meters long.

The power escaping from the claw prints shocked the demon ape's huge body so much that it fell backwards, making a loud noise.

The demon ape was not dead, and struggled to get up slowly.

"I endured my move to the Hell Ghost King's Claw, but I didn't die."

Feng Yinying was very surprised because even if the true saint was hit by the claws of the Hell Ghost King, his spirit and form would definitely be destroyed. The demon ape was obviously still far from the level of the true saint.

It can only be said that its defense is quite amazing.

"Come again."

Feng Yinying did not give the demon a chance to get up, and once again used the Hell Ghost King claw. This time, he attacked the head of the demon ape, trying to slash its head.

The white bone claw print flew out, and a huge ghost king phantom appeared, overlapping with the claw print, looking extremely ferocious.

"I'll come and meet you later."

The magic dragon transformed by the pot swooped down from mid-air, stretched out a dragon's claw, collided with the white bone claw print.

"Bang."

The dragon's claws were directly hit and exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist.

A scream came from Guoguo's mouth, and it was so painful that it fell from mid-air. He felt very depressed. With its strength, one claw could seriously injure all the saints at the peak of Tongtian Realm, but it was completely unable to compete with the saints in the early stage of the True Saint.

"Another ancient relic."

Feng Yinying had a strong murderous intent on his body, and he thought to himself that if he could kill two ancient relics, then even if the two ancient tribes suffered a lot of losses, they would have made a profit back.

Feng Yinying's fingers pointed towards the sky, and a finger force that was one meter thick in diameter flew out, piercing through the body of the demon dragon. A large amount of blood fell from the sky, like a blood rain.

Guoguo was seriously injured and realized that he was far from Feng Yinying's opponent. He quickly contracted his body and turned into a rabbit, landed on the ground, and fled away from Mingjing Villa.

"When I break through my realm, I will deal with you, a stinky woman. At that time, I will take you off and tie you up to a tree and beat you."

Guoguo's mouth was very irritated, and Feng Yinying was so angry that she kept grinding her teeth, and flames were sprayed out of her eyes.

"Go to die for me."

Feng Yinying condensed a finger force again, and circles of evil spirits flowed on her arms, and finally gathered on her fingertips and turned into a finger force.

"Bang!"

A thunderous bowstring sounded, shaking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth trembled violently.

A long white arrow flew out, leaving behind a bright light path, colliding with the finger force that Feng Yinchan made. Suddenly, a ripple of energy burst.

"Luckily blocked..."

The pot exhaled a long breath and looked forward. Zhang Ruochen was walking towards him holding the blue sky bow in his hand.

"Master Chen, you are finally here! Just now, the demon ape and I were almost killed by the stinky woman. You should quickly show your power and capture her, and then let me take her off and tie her to a tree to beat her."

Guoguo clenched his two rabbit teeth and said fiercely.

Hearing this, Feng Yinying was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

Zhang Ruochen took back the sun arrow, pulled the bowstring again, shot out one arrow, and shot a ghost king who was close to the demon ape. The ghost body exploded and turned into a ball of ghost mist like ink.

Feng Yinying's eyes locked on Zhang Ruochen and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you really dare to come and die."

"I'm not here to die, but to send you my life."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arm and grabbed the void with five fingers.

The Buddha's relics, which were originally flying in the air, immediately dived down and flew into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

"Just rely on you and those two ancient relics?"

Feng Yinying glanced behind her and saw that there were six human creatures in the holy realm.

The number of Ghost King and Saint-level War Corpses is even greater.

Among them, the brightest holy shadow is the Destined Corpse Emperor.

The Destiny Corpse Emperor just stood there casually, and a majestic and domineering aura emanated from his body, making all the saint-level figures feel awe and couldn't help but kneel down and salute.

The Emperor of Destiny smiled and said, "Zhang Ruochen, I've parted with Qinglong Ruins, long time no see."

"It's indeed a long time no see. Unfortunately, the Emperor of Destiny, who was worshipped and praised by countless human monks, disappointed me very much. He actually went to deal with a mortal. Such a method is not very bright, right?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The emperor of Heavenly Destiny's face remained unchanged, as if he was teaching a junior, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you are still too young and too naive. Any emperor who can open up an empire must be an unscrupulous person. It is difficult for an open and honest emperor to defend an empire. How can he establish a country and a dynasty? Just like the current queen, known as a great master, but is she open and honest? Her methods are probably better than anyone else."

Zhang Ruochen fell into silence and could not refute it.

The Emperor of Heavenly Destiny said again: "Only those who use any means can become emperors. An open and honest person can only be a hero. A hero can only save one person; but the Emperor can save the world."

"Two people have different principles, so they are destined to walk on two different paths. It is useless to say more. Today, we must finally decide whether to win or lose or die."

Zhang Ruochen held the Buddha's relics with one hand and the ancient sword of the abyss in the other. The holy energy in his body was rapidly circulating in the colorful meridians and holy veins.

"Wow—"

The light of the relics is getting brighter and brighter.

The Chenyuan Ancient Sword burst out with a thousand-patterned destructive force, and dense sword energy flew out from the sword body like a locust.

"Borrow your five elements chaos body and the destiny of God to help me become emperor again and save this turbulent world."

The destiny corpse emperor had a handsome face and long hair. He moved forward. The sword energy and Buddha light were actually suppressed by the aura of his body and flew backwards.

Every time the Emperor of Destiny took a step forward, Zhang Ruochen seemed to have an extra mountain on his body.

Feng Yinying showed a cruel smile and said, "I have said a long time ago that you are here to die."

Suddenly, the Emperor of Destiny stopped and showed a strange look on his face. He stared in the direction behind Zhang Ruochen, and noticed an extremely cold and fluctuation of power.

The Blood Moon Ghost King stepped on a wisp of ghost mist and walked out of the darkness. His pair of moving eyes glanced at Feng Yinchan and the Destiny Corpse Emperor opposite him and said, "Who is going to die?"

Feng Yinying's face turned pale and she said, "The Three Tribulations Ghost King... Zhang Ruochen actually knows the way to raise ghosts?"

"Just based on your words, you deserve to be damned."

The Blood Moon Ghost King reached out and grabbed the void. A powerful force flew out from the air, causing the air to make a series of explosions.

The body of the Destiny Corpse Emperor shook, appeared in front of Feng Yinying, stretched out a finger, and pressed forward.

An ancient divine beast phantom flew out of his fingers, making a beast roar, colliding with the claw prints made by the Blood Moon Ghost King.

"Boom."

The earth between the Corpse King and the Ghost King was torn apart, and the huge cracks divided Mingjing Villa into two halves.

"It's interesting, I finally met a pretty good opponent."

The ghost body of the Blood Moon Ghost King decomposed and turned into a fountain wind, rushing towards the Destiny Corpse Emperor. A blood moon suspended in the center of the fountain wind, emitting a strange red light.

The Emperor of Destiny took out a piece of jade, crushed it, and sprinkled a handful of jade powder, chanting: "The Gate of Life and Death, the Battlefield of Earth Abyss."

Grains of jade powder burned and turned into a circular flame formation with a diameter of ten feet.

The Blood Moon Ghost King rushed into the flame formation just now. The earth in the formation suddenly sank down, pulling the Destined Corpse Emperor and the Blood Moon Ghost King to the underground abyss at the same time.

The location of the flame formation is only a bottomless pit that is ten feet away.

Zhang Ruochen and Feng Yinying rushed to the edge of the bottomless pit almost at the same time. Looking down, it was dark and they could not feel the breath of the Destined Corpse Emperor and the Blood Moon Ghost King.

Feng Yinying smiled and stared at Zhang Ruochen who was standing opposite him, saying, "Can you still escape the palm of this princess's hand without the protection of the Three Tribulations Ghost King?"

The holy shadows standing behind her also made a series of sinister laughter.

In their opinion, Zhang Ruochen is only a saint in the upper realm, and is half a step away from the Xuanhuang realm. Even if he can kill the blood general of Tongtian, he will not have the possibility of winning at all when he meets the true saint.

"Take it, erase it all."

Zhang Ruochen had long been eager to fight with the true True Saint to test his current strength, so he immediately took action, mobilized the sword intent contained in Jian Qi, and slashed with all his strength.

"Zhang Ruochen really dares to draw his sword to His Highness the Princess, he will regret it."

"The Emperor of Destiny is right. He is too young and too ignorant. His Royal Highness will wake him up with the power of the True Saint and let him reposition himself."

...

Feeling the powerful power emitted by the ancient sword of Chenyuan, Feng Yinchan's face changed slightly, and he quickly used the claws of the Hell Ghost King, attacked with both hands at the same time, and the two white bone claws and two ghost king phantoms appeared.

"Boom."

The ancient sword of Chenyuan shattered the white bone claws and the ghost king phantom, and hit Feng Yinying's chest. It immediately made her fall back dozens of feet in a row. Even if the protective treasure blocked it, a long blood mark appeared on her chest.

At this moment, the saints of the ancient ghost-raising tribe and the ancient corpse-driven tribe all lost their voices and stared at Zhang Ruochen again, and felt a little chill in the vest.

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Chapter completed!