The brief battle ended, and the sea surface returned to calm, and even the dissipated black fog gathered quickly.

The ancient ship of the undead that suddenly appeared had turned around and disappeared into the thick black fog.

"Huh? I've actually heard Zhang Ruochen's name. I thought you didn't know anything." Xiao Hei said in a strange tone.

The woman in purple clothes kept changing her eyes. She looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully, then her face returned to normal and said, "The situation in the Yin and Yang Sea is very complicated now. I will take you to see Princess Shenlong first."

"Princess Shenlong?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The woman in purple clothes no longer despises Zhang Ruochen as she used to. After all, after the Middle Ages, a person with combat power like Zhang Ruochen must be a world-renowned man. Therefore, she said patiently: "Princess Shenlong is originally a princess of the Shenlong half-human race. She has been appreciated by a big figure and personally guided her. Now, the blood of the Shenlong in her body has completely revived, and the body of the Shenlong is perfected."

"Ao Xinyan actually became the Dragon Princess. I did not see her wrongly. Hehe." Xiao Hei stared at Zhang Ruochen, looking very arrogant.

The Demon Swallowing Dragon appeared on the warship, staring at Zhang Ruochen, and said in a pleading tone: "Zhang Ruochen, all the dragon clans in Zulongshan have been captured by the powerful men of the Nether Clan and the Bone Clan, and taken to the True Dragon Island. Please help me save them."

For the sake of the tribe, the Demon Swallowing Heavenly Demon Dragon chose to lower his head, put down his pride, and ask for help from his former enemies.

The other dragon kings also turned their eyes to Zhang Ruochen, their eyes full of pleading. At this point, in their eyes, only Zhang Ruochen can help them.

Zhang Ruochen turned his gaze, swept over the several dragon kings of Zulong Mountain, and finally stopped on the Demon Swallowing Dragon. He was really surprised that he would ask for him.

"The True Dragon Island is a forbidden area in the Yin and Yang Sea. The ancestral land of the Shenlong clan cannot be easily attacked. If you are not careful, you may suffer a great disaster. Why are the Nether Clan and the Bone Clan so risky?" Zhang Ruochen showed a look of confusion.

The Demon Swallowing Dragon thought slightly and shook his head and said, "I don't know, but... I vaguely heard a powerful man from the Nether Clan mention something, the key to the World Gate, it seems that that is their purpose of attacking the True Dragon Island."

"The key to the world gate? What is that?" Zhang Ruochen became even more confused.

But after hearing these five words, Xiao Hei's face changed drastically and he said, "How is it possible? How could the key to the World Gate be on True Dragon Island? No, this matter is serious. Oh my God, it turns out that the Hell World is making this idea. Zhang Ruochen, we may have to work hard this time, and we must never let them get the key to the World Gate."

"Hmm? Why?" Zhang Ruochen looked strange.

In his memory, Xiao Hei showed such a serious expression, which was very rare. The "key to the world gate" was probably not simple.

"Don't ask for a while, go to Zhenlong Island first." Xiao Hei said anxiously.

The woman in purple clothes was obviously extremely powerful. She noticed something and looked solemn, saying, "The powerful man from the Nether Clan is here!"

While speaking, his body quickly disappeared into the black fog. With the help of three leaves and nine flowers, he made himself completely transparent and integrated with the sea water.

"Hey! Hiding it very quickly."

Xiao Hei stared at the position where the woman in purple was hiding, showing a look of contempt. She was a master of the Middle Ages. When she encountered danger, she hid her immediately, and it really made no sense.

The woman in purple dress was too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Hei, and restrained her breath, not wanting to be noticed by the monks in the hell realm.

Zhang Ruochen is now a strong man standing at the peak of the Great Sage. He has a sense of majesty and does not escape immediately. He turns his eyes to the front of the warship.

"Swish!Swish!Swish!"

Three consecutive sounds of breaking through the air sounded.

There was a violent shock in the space, and the strong dark power and curse aura spread out, and the whole world became dark in an instant.

The terrifying power of darkness emerged, as if the source of darkness was opened, and it was almost like the entire Yin and Yang Sea to envelop.

"What a powerful fluctuation of power seems to be stronger than the previous hundreds of holy kings in the hell realm combined." Zhang Ruochen said lightly, and his expression became alert.

In the dark clouds, three figures slowly appeared, with different shapes, all wrapped in pure darkness, like three evil gods.

The power fluctuations in their bodies made the surrounding heaven and earth turn into vortexes.

"Hmm? Zhang Ruochen, it's you." The one who spoke was the monk in the Hell Realm standing on the left.

This person has a ferocious face, only one eye on his face, a bloody mouth, and a head full of scales, but two very weak tentacles stretched out.

The most special thing is that it has four thick arms and muscles, like four dragons.

His name is "Ye Mingyoutian".

With Zhang Ruochen's current fame, no matter in the Heavenly Court or the Hell Realm, any monk with some knowledge will not be unaware of it.

And the stronger the person, the more he pays attention to Zhang Ruochen's situation.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was also observing the three powerful men who appeared, but did not take action rashly.

The three people in front of them are obviously from the Nether Clan, and tens of millions of rules of the holy Tao appear on their bodies, and those rules are like spider silk to form a world.

The man in the middle is relatively thin, with a sharp nose, like an eagle's beak, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle's eyes. He has a pair of pitch-black wings on his back, which condenses powerful dark power.

This person has no name. The monks in Hell Realm or Heaven Realm all call him "dead never end".

On the right is a woman with tall figure, attractive curves, delicate facial features, and perfection. Unfortunately, she has a cold face and her eyes are extremely cold, and she can't tell the slightest emotion.

The most conspicuous one is a long scorpion tail behind him, which is dark golden, with curse marks looming on it. Just a glance makes people shudder.

If you were stung by this scorpion tail, no one would feel good.

This woman has no name, and is called "Blood-colored Ripples".

"Three of the seven killing gods in the palace actually appeared here. Ye Mingyoutian is dead, and the bloody ripples are rippling."

Seeing the appearance of these three people, Zhang Ruochen's face finally changed.

As one of the three tribes in the hell realm, the Underworld clan has emerged with numerous geniuses and countless strong ones.

Under the Great Sage, there are seven monks who can definitely make all the monks in the Heavenly Court and all the worlds scared. They are known as the Seven Killing Gods of the Underworld Palace, and each of them has reached the realm of Dao. Each of them has the record of defeating or killing the immortal great saint.

More importantly, they are good at joint attack techniques, able to form a seven-part killing formation, and join forces, and will be invincible in the world. Even Yan Wushen, who is known as the number one master in the hell world, will probably have to retreat when encountering seven of them at the same time.

The seven-minded Killing Gods have always acted together. Since Ye Mingyoutian, the death and blood-colored ripples appear here, it means that the other four masters must have come to the Yin and Yang Sea.

"What is the key to the World Gate? Why is even the seven killing gods of the Underworld Palace coming? Are the three emperors and twelve masters of the Bone Clan also coming?" Zhang Ruochen sent a message to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei coughed gently and said, "It's said that that thing is of great importance. It's possible that the Nether Clan and the Bone Clan come all over the place."

Feeling the terrifying aura emitted by the three powerful people in the hell world, the Demon Swallowing Heaven and the Dragon Kings couldn't help but feel trembling. The gap was too big, and the other party's look could kill them.

"Zhang Ruochen, since you came here by yourself, you can't blame anyone!"

He was born with four arms and was dying and smiled.

While speaking, four swords with cold light flew out of their bodies, holding one with four hands.

These four swords are very unusual. They are all king war weapons, extremely sharp. Even a small world can probably be split directly.

"Four Seasons Knife, four swords show the four seasons, all of which are dead and silent."

He waved the four battle swords in his hand and surged with dark power, injected them into the battle sword frantically, activate all the king-level inscriptions contained in the battle sword, and appeared around him.

The scenes of spring, summer, autumn and winter are like four great worlds, emerging and floating around his body.

In spring, vitality is flourishing and flowers bloom in full bloom.

In summer, the scorching sun is in the sky and the glaciers melt.

In autumn, yellow leaves fill the mountain and all things wither.

In winter, snow is covered with ice.

The four great worlds are condensed by the rules that are cultivated endlessly, representing his attainments in the holy path.

"Some people do not have the swordsmanship, and this will never stop, practicing the holy path not only represents destruction, but also has the power to symbolize life. It can be seen that his understanding of life and death has reached an extremely high level and is not inferior to that of the Great Sage." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

Four sword lights shining with faint light were slashed out, and each sword coincided with the phantom of the world, showing its sharpness, as if it could destroy a world and kill all living beings.

Faced with a powerful opponent like Zhang Ruochen, he never stopped and did not have any reservations. Once he took action, he would do his best.

Zhang Ruochen did not dare to underestimate his opponent. With a move of his mind, the ancient sword of Chenyuan flew out of the sea of ​​divine light energy and was caught by him.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan drew a strange trajectory and slashed out a peerless edge.

Wherever the edge passed, a long gap suddenly broke into the space, and the violent power of space scattered out of it.

"boom."

The sword light instantly defeated the phantoms of the four worlds. Although they became very weak, they continued to kill them endlessly.

After 24 years of retreat, Zhang Ruochen's achievements in swordsmanship have already reached a higher level. Holding the long sword in his hand, he instantly felt like he turned into a peerless sword emperor, and each sword is an invincible sword move.

The sword move can be combined with the power of space and burst out with stronger horizontal power.

In addition, the Chenyuan Ancient Sword has absorbed and refined a large number of holy weapons in the past twenty-four years, and has reached the extreme of a holy weapon with ten thousand-patterned patterns. It contains 129,599 inscription patterns. Only one is left to reach the limit of the king's war weapon.

Of course, this is not an easy task. It requires the baptism of the heavenly tribulation to transform the inscriptions contained in it.

If you pass through, you will be a king's weapon. If you fail, you will be destroyed.

Even an extremely powerful weapon master, it is very difficult to successfully refine a king's war weapon.

The top-level king war weapon, even the Great Sage, will long for it.

Zhang Ruochen did not intend to let the Chenyuan Ancient Sword overcome the heavenly tribulation for the time being. He was not afraid of not being able to overcome it, but wanted to make the Chenyuan Ancient Sword accumulate more strongly and more conducive to future growth.

With the current grade of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword and the increase of the purple divine stone, its power is no less than that of ordinary king war tools.

"Bang."

He kept swinging his sword and easily blocked the sword light that was slashed in front of him.

"A man who can be a god cannot be despised. No wonder so many famous masters have fallen into your hands." He smiled endlessly, then his eyes sank, and he said, "Second brother, Lao Qi, take action together and take him down."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mingyoutian and the blood-colored ripples immediately took action.

Their seven gods of killing have received the inheritance that is always needed in the Palace of the Underworld, each of which is one-seventh. It is said that using this inheritance well, the seven people can become gods together.
To be continued...