Zhang Ruochen dragged out the Great Saint's corpse and found a trace of divine power that escaped from the corpse, especially where the corpse was corroded.

Zhang Ruochen showed a thoughtful look and secretly guessed: "When this great saint was alive, he should have been swallowed into his stomach by the sub-divine beast. His body was not corroded by the power of the sub-divine beast."

Then, Zhang Ruochen grabbed the long sword in the hand of the Great Saint's corpse, and a ball of flame gushed out from his palm, refining the long sword.

"Chichi."

The rust on the long knife disappeared, becoming bright and dazzling, and the blade was shining with cold light.

It is worthy of being a warrior used by the Great Sage, and the long sword contains the strong power of the Great Sage.

Zhang Ruochen released his mental power, trying to detect the number of inscriptions inside the long sword and determine its grade. However, as soon as the mental power invaded, a sharp and harsh sound came from the knife.

The long sword trembled violently, and it broke free from Zhang Ruochen's fingers, turned into an ice dragon, and rushed towards the polar direction of the Battle Soul Star.

Zhang Ruochen rubbed his painful wrist and felt surprised, "The spirit of the knife is so powerful. Is it a holy weapon with more than 100 thousand-patterned holy objects?"

The evil spirit in the Yihuang Bone Staff said, "No matter whether it is or not, suppress it first. If you hold this knife, your combat power will definitely increase greatly."

In the eight years of seclusion in the Holy City of the East Domain, the Yihuang Bone Staff absorbed a large amount of soul mist from Qingjin and had the strength to fight against powerful people in the Dao Realm.

In addition, just now, the corpse energy in the body of the Great Sage Corpse King was absorbed, and its strength increased by a piece.

Other monks all saw that the sword was an incredible warrior, turning into beams of light, chasing him in the direction of the polar regions, trying to take it away.

"These guys are timid when facing the enemy, and they are active in snatching treasures."

Zhang Ruochen no longer delayed, put away the corpse of the Great Sage, and burst into rapid pursuit.

As the earth gets closer and closer, the soil on the ground turns bloody, and blood-red fog appears in the air, which can block the monk's vision.

All the monks chasing the long sword disappeared, and there was no one around Zhang Ruochen. Moreover, his mental power was suppressed by the power of the sub-divine beasts, and he could only explore the surrounding area for several miles.

"No, this will easily be defeated by the blood bee Shura King."

Zhang Ruochen had a bad premonition and wanted to retreat and went to meet with Fairy Tianchu and others.

"Dada."

At this time, a lot of footsteps sounded.

Zhang Ruochen's whole body was tense and flashed to the back of a huge rock, stimulating the power of the Buddha Emperor's Buddhist beads and hiding the aura on his body.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

The biting ghost energy of cold and cold surged from afar, like dark red dust.

The sound of footsteps is heard from the dust.

A ghost general of the ghost soldiers walked out of the dark red dust. There were nearly a hundred ghost kings who condensed their real bodies, all of whom looked like hell messengers.

Some of the ghost kings are handsome men, some are beautiful women, some are elderly and children.

In addition, there are some ghost kings, riding corpse king-level war beasts, carrying bloody battle spears in their hands.

Zhang Ruochen took a breath of cold air. If he hadn't been sure this was Luoshui, he would have doubted whether he had arrived in the underworld.

Even in the underworld, it is not easy to see so many ghost kings at once.

Four ghost kings with three feet tall were carrying a sedan chair made of white jade and walking in the center.

The curtains of the sedan chair are connected together with bone beads, colliding with each other, making a very nice sound.

Through the bone bead curtain, Zhang Ruochen vaguely saw a thin black figure, unable to see clearly his gender and appearance, and even more unable to see whether he was a human or a ghost.

On the white jade sedan chair, there was a holy flower wrapped around it.

Zhang Ruochen recognized the holy flower. It was the first time he went to Luoshui and encountered the tulip demon incense of the 100,000-year-old ancient holy medicine level that he encountered.

Tulip Incense has strong mental power and is a very dangerous and ferocious plant.

What made Zhang Ruochen curious was that it was the Tulip Demon Incense that was driving away the ghost soldiers and ghost generals in front of him? Or the black figure in the sedan chair that conquered the Tulip Demon Incense?

Suddenly, the blood mist in the air trembled violently, and a tall and thin figure flew here with a "boom".

It is one of the twelve Gongmings of the Tower Sect, Yun Gongming.

In Yun Gongming's hand, he held the long sword of the Great Sage Corpse King.

However, he seemed not to suppress the Long Knife. It was the spirit of the Long Knife and forced him to drag him here.

Each person is fighting with one knife.

"I don't believe it, I can't even suppress a sword spirit..."

Yun Gongming noticed that the aura around him was too cold and the light of his eyes glanced at the ghost general in the distance, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Zheng."

The long sword made a sound, flew out of Yun Gongming's hand, and broke away from his control.

Yun Gongming didn't dare to continue to suppress the long sword, burst out as fast as possible, and fled to the distance, and was shocked: "How come there are so many ghost kings? Could it be that in addition to the Blood Bee Shura King, there is also a big figure from the Ghost Clan who also came to Luoshui?"

An old voice sounded in the white jade sedan chair: "Leave him, I want his holy soul."

"Wow."

A large group of ghost kings turned into a ghost cloud and rushed towards Yun Gongming.

Among them, thirteen ghost kings riding the corpse king and fighting beasts were the fastest and rushed in the front.

Yun Gongming's cultivation is strong, and the thirteen ghost king knights are not his opponents. His speed is as fast as a stream of light, leaving the ghost kings far behind.

"He turned out to be a master who is comparable to a cultivator in the Dao Realm. His holy soul should be very delicious."

A melodious flute sounded in the sedan chair.

The sound waves formed by the sound of the flute turned into vortexes, bursting out at a speed of thousands of times the speed of sound and flew out, and soon caught up with Yun Gongming.

One by one, the sound wave vortexes with a diameter of several meters are connected together and turned into a vortex with a diameter of dozens of meters, trapping Yun Gongming. Wherever the vortex passes, the ground is constantly shattering.

"Sonic attacks can actually reach such a terrible level." Zhang Ruochen was intimidated.

Thirteen Ghost King Knights rushed to the periphery of the vortex and fought a battle spear, ruthlessly attacking Yun Gongming.

"Get out."

Yun Gongming roared, and a large number of holy rules surged out of his body, forming a seal, slashing on a ghost king knight, smashing its ghost body to pieces and turning it into ghost fog.

Yun Gongming was about to escape from the sound wave vortex, but the other ghost kings rushed up and surrounded him.

The ghost king was constantly shattered by the power of the holy path that Yun Gongming beaten, but the injuries on Yun Gongming's body were getting heavier and heavier, and the holy blood flowed and turned into a bloody man.

"Puff."

The battle ended soon, and Yun Gongming was stabbed to death by the war spears beaten by the Ghost King Knight.

There were nine swords that penetrated Yun Gongming's body and locked him to the ground. He knelt on both knees, bleeding in his mouth, chest, abdomen, and back, and indescribably miserable.

When he was dying, Yun Gongming roared to the sky, trying to force himself to stand up, but another Ghost King Knight used a war spear to penetrate the head.

Yun Gongming's strength was a little stronger than Xian Gongming, but he died so frustrated that Zhang Ruochen, who was hiding not far away, felt cold all over.

A ghost king knight pulled Yun Gongming's holy soul out of his body, held it in his hand, and walked towards the white jade sedan chair.

In the white jade sedan chair, the thin black figure took away the Holy Soul Light ball from the air and swallowed it.

The powerful ghost energy fluctuated out of the white jade sedan chair and swept into all directions, causing the world to fly sand and stones to fly. After a moment, the aura emitted by the black figure became a little stronger.

The black figure noticed something and said in a deep voice: "Where did that holy sword go? There must be a monk from the Heavenly Court who is hiding nearby and find him."

The ghost kings just wanted to act, and a red sun and a divine river were setting off the road in the distance, and a large number of holy monks rushed in this direction.

The black figure in the white jade sedan chair was obviously also afraid, and did not continue to search for the holy sword, and quickly left with the ghost soldiers and ghost generals, disappearing into the vast blood mist.

The ghost general walked away, and Zhang Ruochen walked out from behind the huge rock, holding the Qingtian Futu Tower in his hand.

Just now, just when all the ghost kings went to kill Yun Gongming, Zhang Ruochen used the Qingtian Futu Tower, and without knowing the ghost, he put the long sword of the Great Sage Corpse King into the tower.

Fairy Tianchu and the four elders of Tianchu civilization arrived here with the "Red Sun God River Map".

The power of "Red Sun Divine River Map" is indeed powerful, and it actually dispels the blood mist in the air. When they saw Zhang Ruochen, they also saw Yun Gongming lying in a pool of blood.

The prince of the Emperor and Fairy Tianchu walked with him and rushed to the side of Yun Gongming's corpse to investigate his aura. Then he let out an angry roar from his mouth, and his heroic face became distorted and ferocious.

He glared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "You killed Yun Gongming?"

Xian Gongming and several other holy cultivators from the Emperor Ancestor Divine Dynasty appeared beside the Emperor Ancestor Crown Prince, all of them took out the holy weapons, staring at Zhang Ruochen angrily.

Zhang Ruochen had already put away the Qingtian Futu Tower and said lightly: "Don't you not know Yun Gongming's cultivation level. With my strength, it's not easy to kill him?"

Fairy Tianchu stopped the monks from the Emperor Ancestor God Dynasty and asked, "What happened?"

As soon as he arrived at the polar region, a powerful master like Yun Gongming fell, which was a heavy blow to their morale.

Zhang Ruochen was very patient and told everything he had just witnessed.

The monks present changed their faces and changed again and again.

If what Zhang Ruochen said was the truth, wouldn’t he be in the pole of the War Soul Star, and there is another strong man from the hell world?

The ghost soldiers and ghost generals had just left, and there was still a strong ghost energy in the air, which was definitely left by many ghost kings.

After calming down, the monks from the Emperor Ancestor God Dynasty put away the holy weapons.
To be continued...