The three-way river is filled with floating corpses, and the river water is turbid.

Perhaps influenced by the thousands of stars, the rules of death are active on the river surface and the dark aura is surging.

The wind howled like a god and a demon roared.

The blood wings on the back of the Blood God of War spread out in pairs, emitting golden light.

He flapped his wings, flew out of the divine ship, suspended above the water, faced the boundless ghost clouds, and flew up his battle robe. He said, "If you don't avoid retreating, you are forcing me to take action."

The ghost master stood in the Hunyuan ghost energy and smiled fearlessly: "Why do you have to be so stingy? We don't want much, just give it a little. If we really want to fight, the gods of our three tribes will arrive continuously, and it will be bad if we delay the auspicious time!"

On these three ways rivers, the ghost master has an absolute advantage. Today, there is a time of thousands of stars, so he is naturally not afraid of the blood-defeating God of War.

The peak of Taixu, so confident.

"Xuejue, what are you going to do? Is it you marrying or Zhang Ruochen marrying?" A ball of corpse gas surged out from the bottom of the water, and Xu Liao's huge corpse was suspended in the corpse gas.

The divine power of the great god in Taixu realm shook the sky and the sound spread throughout the stars.

"We want to see the young master Ruochen and let the young master come out and release the divine stone."

Many ghost cultivators, corpse cultivators, and bone cultivators followed suit.

On the Blood Colored Divine Centrifugal Ship, Zhang Ruochen smiled coldly, then moved his body, crossed the void, and appeared on the water surface not far from the Blood Jue War God.

His body is gilded with jade robe and purple crown, and his hair is full of greatness that is outstanding in the world.

"I'm not a young master, don't shout. On the day of a happy day, when you start, everyone's face is not good. Give some fun money and give it to me!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and tens of thousands of divine stones flew towards the ghost clouds like a star rain.

After a snatch, all the divine stones were taken away.

A divine voice came out and said, "It's too few, so there's not enough divine stones."

“Too few!”

“Too few!”

...

All the undead monks shouted out together.

Of course, there are not many gods, and many gods cannot take out.

Zhang Ruochen's smile was closed and his eyes sank: "I think you are not here to please money, but are looking for trouble on purpose."

The ghost master said, "Sister Chen, don't be angry and embarrassed. We are here to congratulate you. We want to stop the relatives here, and we also want to have fun. However, it is natural to repay the debt. Should the Earth Demon Bell in the Earth Demon City be returned?"

"It is natural to pay back debts."

The ghost cultivators in the Earth Demon Ghost City shouted together.

There were even war drums beating.

Is this going to stop the kiss?

Is this a congratulation?

Zhang Ruochen said, "Why don't I remember owing you Disha Ling? Disha Ling is with Senior Xu Tian. If you have the ability, you can go and ask him for it."

"Wow!"

The space is shaking, and the dragon roars are shaking.

The Blood Dragon Battle Sphur appeared in the hands of the Blood God of War, and the image of the blood energy condensed into thousands of troops, hedging with the opposite ghost cloud.

The ghost master's eyes were fixed on the bloody war god, and then fell on the old figure at the head of the Luoyun God Ship, bowed slightly, and said, "Okay, I will not pay for the debt to the Earth Demon Ghost City today!"

The ghost master retreated, but Xu Liao took off.

His body was like a towering sacred mountain, and an endless world of divine realm could be seen above his head, and he said loudly: "Shao Chen Zun, you owe the secret of this seat. If you don't return it, you can only burn both jade and stone in Japan. Blood is gone. Do you want to block it, can you block it?"

Xu Liao's eyes were like lightning, not just saying it. If he could not regain the mystery, he would be difficult to see the infinite realm in this life.

Instead of living in ridicule and resentment in the future, it is better to fight to the death.

He was confident that the Blood-Ju War God and Zhang Ruochen would inevitably compromise and would not really force a great god in Taixu Realm to explode his divine source. No one could afford the consequences.

The Ghost Lord stepped aside to watch the show. The only thing he was worried about now was whether the old patriarch would intervene?

However, if the old patriarch takes action, it will be a big show.

At that time, the Corpse Clan will naturally have old antique-level existences to compete with the old patriarch.

Xuejue War God frowned and thought to himself, "It's really troublesome." Xu Liao didn't know if he was bewitched or someone instructed him to show such a decisive will."

It would be fine if you self-destruct the divine source in Santuhe River. At the wedding, you will have to explode the divine source in the Temple of Destiny.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen really wanted to take this opportunity to turn around and leave, and pushed the reason for the failure to pick up the bride on the Ghost Lord, Xu Liao and the others.

He can be shameless.

However, there is the face of the Blood-Secret War God, the face of the old patriarch, and the face of Xu Tian. Zhang Ruochen could not do that at all.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face and said, "God Xu Liao, I have no grudges and no grudges with you. It was you who shouted and killed me that I took away your secrets, which is a small punishment and commandment. Unexpectedly, on the day of my wedding, you dare to jump out and be presumptuous. Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

The last sentence came out and the sound was shocking.

There was no longer a smile on Zhang Ruochen's face.

Xu Liao deliberately aroused Zhang Ruochen and said, "Children Ruochen, you are too crazy! If you can take my three strikes with your own ability, I will turn around and leave today, and I will never step out of the Temple of Corpse in this life."

"Okay! If you can take my three moves, I will return the mystery to you."

When Zhang Ruochen said this, the space had moved and appeared in front of Xu Liao. The eighteen Yin and Yang Bureaus unfolded instantly, and the eighteen space gods were formed.

The formation inscription is like a dense divine chain, a chaotic space, either expanding or shrinking.

After seven thousand years of retreat cultivation, Zhang Ruochen's mental power has been raised from the early stage of the seventy-eighth level to the peak of the seventy-eighth level.

This level of cultivation speed is shocking the world in the field of mental power.

It should be noted that as Qingtian’s disciples, the six masters have only reached the peak of seventy-nine years of cultivation.

The mental power increased greatly, and the control of the eighteen yin and yang bureaus was naturally more exquisite. The moment the formation was unfolded, Xu Liao was pressed to the surface of the water.

Like the eighteen great worlds pressing on their bodies, the space squeezed from all directions. Xu Liao let out a long roar, and his body blew out of his magic flames, emitting heat from burning the world, tearing the space apart, and dense cracks of nothingness appeared.

"Wow!"

Six divine swords appeared around Zhang Ruochen's body, and countless sword shadows appeared in the void, forming a sword formation.

The power of the artifact spreads throughout the star field where the Life and Death Realm Star is located, and all the rules of swordsmanship are activated.

The six-he-one sword shocked the god formation fell and slashed on Xu Liao.

Xu Liao's body was urging his spirits, and the boxing gloves of the second-level supreme holy weapon in his hand burst out with dazzling light like a star, hitting the sword formation falling from the sky.

"Puff!"

After six swords slashed, Xu Liao's body was cut into dozens of pieces.

The blood of the corpse fell like rain, falling down in the fleet that was receiving brides, and falling into the dark ghost clouds.

The whole world is silent.

The Ghost Lord and the Blood-Ju War God were stunned and the shock in their hearts could not be described in words.

The other gods and holy monks naturally became even more confused and could not believe the scene they saw.

One move!

With just one move, Zhang Ruochen slashed a great god in Taixu realm into pieces.

In the past nineteen years, in order to save face, the Ghost Lord and others have been secretly proclaiming that Zhang Ruochen only borrowed the power of the sword ancestor and the power of the old corpse ghost to escape from them. After all, he is just a new generation of great gods and his combat power is not very strong.

How could this sword not scare them silly?

Zhang Ruochen stood on the water surface, his jade robe was spotless, surrounded by six swords, full of heroic spirit, holding a blood-stained secondary god-level supreme holy glove in his hand, and said, "I'm so happy today, I won't kill the enemy. This glove is regarded as a gift you gave me!"

Xu Liao's divine body condensed again, his face pale and lonely, as if he had lost his soul.

Without saying a word, he broke through the air.

Obviously, he may not be able to recover from the blow he suffered today.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Gui Yun opposite him and said, "Since you are here to congratulate him sincerely, why not leave a few gifts?"

The monks were trembling with fear and all showed a look of awe.

The ghost clouds retreated like a tide, and no one wanted to follow Xu Liao's footsteps.

The Ghost Lord retreated to the outside of a temple, looked at Zhang Ruochen for a long time, and then stared at the Blood-Jui God of War again, saying, "The grandson of the Great Clan is worthy of being the number one talent today. I believe that it will be possible to break into the infinite realm in no time! The Qinglu God King is right, he can indeed change the pattern of the divine realm."

"Let's go!"

After the temple flew out, it quickly disappeared into the clouds and mist.

Amid a hundred and ten bride-taking ships, there was a loud laugh.

Under the leadership of Xue Tu, all the monks shouted Zhang Ruochen's name in unison.

"Zhang Ruochen killed Taixu with one sword." This matter was quickly spread under the promotion of the ghost master and other gods.
To be continued...