Eight hundred and fortieth chapters meet Yin Xuan Ji again
Ancestor of Death Zen took away the corpse of the god and caused a great impact in the Ghost Valley. Everyone was shocked.
Immediately afterwards, the semi-saints of the Death Zen Sect came out with the words of the Death Zen Patriarch:
Human monks who enter the underworld, as long as they are willing to join the Death Zen Sect, can each receive five drops of divine blood, and the Death Zen Ancestor can bring them back to the Kunlun Realm.
If you don't want to do things for the Death Zen Sect, you can only stay in the underworld and wait for death.
As soon as the oral decree came out, people started to seek refuge with the Death Chan Ancestor one after another. Some of them came for the divine blood, and some of them really wanted to survive and return to the Kunlun Realm.
There are only a few people who still stick to their own position and do not take refuge in Zen Buddhism.
Outside the Ghost Valley, there is a valley.
A monk with a blessed face walked into the valley, clasped his hands, bowed forward, and said: "Old Ancestor, the strong men of the ancient clan that exorcises corpses and raises ghosts have already rushed to the magma ocean. I'm afraid Zhang Ruochen is
The odds are stacked against each other, should we help him at this time and win him over to the Death Zen Sect?"
The ancestor of Death Zen sat cross-legged on the head of the divine corpse, with golden beams of light emitting from all over his body, like sacred Buddha rain, falling on the land.
His Buddha eyes slowly opened, revealing a smile: "Ignore it, let them fight. There are still some treasures at the bottom of the magma ocean. It should be a battle between dragons and tigers."
The monk added: "There are some old monsters from the corpse-expelling ancient clan and the ghost-raising ancient clan who are also in the underworld. With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, I'm afraid they can't stop them. If the ancestor doesn't take action, wouldn't Zhang Ruochen definitely die?"
"Not necessarily. I have already calculated Zhang Ruochen's destiny. This son's destiny is quite rigid. He has the tendency to become a god. He will never die here."
Death Zen Patriarch immediately said again: "The Ghost King Shenchu has driven to the Kunlun Realm. We should also go back and we can no longer stay in the underworld."
The ancestor of Death Chan knew very well that this time in the underworld, he and Shenchu Ghost King had taken over their enmity and even took away the divine corpse. Shenchu Ghost King would never let it go.
If he doesn't rush back to the Kunlun Realm immediately, I'm afraid the Ghost King Shenchu will attack the main altar of the Death Zen Sect.
<>After half an hour of gathering, all the monks who had surrendered to the Death Zen sect gathered under the corpse of the god, knelt on the ground devoutly, and worshiped the Death Zen ancestor.
The ancestor of Death Zen beat out the Wanbao Kasaya and put all the monks into the cassocks. Then, he controlled the corpse, left the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, and walked in the direction of the Corpse River.
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To the east of the magma ocean, a piece of lead-black corpse air flew over.
A huge dragon corpse stood in the depths of the corpse aura, forming a ferocious outline. From time to time, it let out a shocking roar, which turned into a howling cold wind.
A mummy wrapped in white cloth stood on the back of a dragon corpse, with only a pair of cyan eyes exposed, looking particularly spooky.
He is the inheritor of the ancient corpse-killing clan, Yin Xuanji.
It can naturally be seen in the Yinxuan Period that this magma ocean is extremely extraordinary and contains divine power. There must be relics left by the gods within it.
However, the center of the magma ocean has been hollowed out.
Seeing this scene made Yin Xuanji very angry.
"Stop, this area has been occupied by Lord Chen. If you want rocks, you can only dig at the edge of the magma ocean." Tun Xiangtu said.
After digesting the sacred blood and red soil, swallowing the elephant rabbit's cultivation has broken through to the second-level semi-saint realm. Naturally, he is full of confidence and has no fear of the Yinxuanji.
"Ouch!"
At the same time, the demon ape next to Tunxiang Rabbit also beat its chest with both arms and raised its head to the sky, roaring loudly.
"You two idiots, why don't you get out of here right away."
The aura on Yin Xuanji's body was quite cold. He controlled the dragon corpse, strode forward, struck forward with the palm of his right hand, and a large handprint more than ten meters long flew out.
Tunxiang Rabbit immediately performs the body movement technique and moves sideways to the left.
The demon ape still stood where he was, with his eyes wide open like lanterns, demonic energy rolling all over his body, all his long black hairs standing up, and he moved forward to attack.
"boom!"
The power of Yinxuanji's palm was quite strong. He threw the demon ape away, fell to the ground, and smashed a large rock into pieces?
"Vulnerable."
Yin Xuanji reached forward and pulled out the dragon horn from the top of the dragon corpse.
The dragon's horn is one to seven feet long, very sharp, and has a faint light emanating from its interior.
The dragon's horn thrust out and struck the demon ape in the abdomen.
"Pfft."
Blood spurted out from the demon ape's abdomen, and then, Yin Xuanji's arm twisted, and the dragon's horn stirred inside the demon ape's body.
The demon ape lay on the ground and let out a fierce roar.
Yin Xuanji chuckled and retracted the bloody dragon horns. His eyes burst out with blue flames, and he quickly locked the position of the swallowing rabbit, "The speed is quite fast, just
It's a pity that your cultivation level is still far from enough."
Yin Xuanji's hands formed seals, and a chilly holy energy spit out from his palms and attached to the dragon's horns.
With a swish sound, the dragon's horn turned into a stream of light, flew out, passed through the void a hundred feet away, and hit the spitting rabbit.
Just when the dragon's horn was about to hit the elephant-swallowing rabbit, Zhang Ruochen rushed out from the bottom of the pit, exploding at a speed faster than the flying speed of the dragon's horn.
His figure turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Tun Xiangtu. He stretched out a palm and grasped the dragon's horn tightly.
Zhang Ruochen had a faint multicolored brilliance emanating from his body, and he just took a step back to completely dissolve the power on the dragon's horns.
Yin Xuanji noticed that he had lost control of the dragon horns, and the green flames in his eyes became even hotter, and wisps of flames completely enveloped his body.
"Zhang Ruochen, you finally show up again, won't you run away this time?" Yin Xuanji said with a hoarse laugh.
Zhang Ruochen rotated his fingers in a circle, held the dragon horn in his hand, looked at the dying demon ape, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and said: "Guo Guo, take the demon ape down first."
The swallowing elephant rabbit immediately turned into a red light, appeared in front of the demon ape, dragged its huge body, and jumped into the big pit in the center of the magma ocean.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the Yinxuanji not far away and said: "I came here first. According to the rules of the cultivation world, this magma ocean should belong to me. However, I am not a solitary eater. If you want to collect
Rocks, retreat thirty feet, collect them as you like."
"However, you injured my beast, we must resolve this matter first."
Yin Xuanji obviously didn't take the beast to heart, and laughed loudly, his voice full of teasing: "You just want to send me away with a few rocks? Zhang Ruochen, don't think that you are a descendant of time and space, so you can follow me.
Follow the rules. In my case, only absolute strength is the rule."