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Chapter 1113: The Corpse Emperor Arrives

"A small bead actually contains the blood of the Corpse Emperor."

Zhang Ruochen muttered something in a low voice, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

The blood of the Corpse Emperor in the blue-eyed green blood bead is quite strange. Yinxuanji only absorbs a drop, but its power is greatly increased, and it is not weaker than the first-line powerhouse.

"howl."

Yin Xuanji let out a long roar from his mouth, and burst out with speed again, turning into a white light and crashing into Zhang Ruochen.

This time, Zhang Ruochen was prepared. He moved his right foot back, took a lunge, held the sword with both hands, and reached the state where the sword and man merged into one. It also turned into a stream of light and flew forward.

There was a bang.

The tip of Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with Yin Xuanji's chest.

It did not pierce his body, but instead made a sound of metal and stone colliding, like a sword hitting an iron mountain.

The two of them flew backwards at the same time, opening a distance of tens of feet again.

The shroud on Yin Xuanji's body showed golden lines as fine as ox hairs, densely intertwined.

It was the shroud that blocked Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

Yin Xuanji's mouth made a hoarse voice and said: "I have the shroud of Emperor Tianming to protect my body, and I have the blood of Corpse Emperor added to me. Today, you will definitely die."

"I'm afraid you are not that capable yet." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yin Xuanji raised both claws at the same time, and behind him, a cyan corpse appeared, exuding domineering and gloomy power.

Zhang Ruochen continuously injected the holy energy in his body into Shen Yuan's ancient sword, activating two thousand inscriptions on the sword body.

Fight with a sword.

Thousands of lines of destructive power were released together with the sword energy, and the Yin Xuanji who rushed towards him was thrown away. He flew dozens of miles away and hit the wall of the ancient city.

Even if Yin Xuanji had a shroud to protect his body, he still couldn't withstand this sword, and blood overflowed from the gaps in the shroud.

After Zhang Ruochen broke through to the eighth-level semi-saint realm, the level of holy energy in his body also increased significantly. Even if there were multiple bursts of thousands of lines of destructive power, there was no need to worry about the exhaustion of the holy energy.

Using the Great Space Shift, Zhang Ruochen reached the top of the city wall and once again triggered the Thousand Marks of Destruction Power.

"Wow——"

Shen Yuan's ancient sword turned into a light shuttle, flew downwards, and landed in the ruins.

The sword energy was so terrifying, its penetrating power reached an astonishing level, leaving a black hole three feet in diameter on the ground, bottomless.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, sensing that the sword failed to hit Yin Xuanji.

"return."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his five fingers and pinched into the void.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out from the bottom of the cave and fell into his hand again.

About ten miles away from Zhang Ruochen, Yin Xuanji rushed out from the ground, raised his hands upward, and a steady stream of holy energy poured out of the palms of his hands, pouring into blue-eyed green blood beads.

On the surface of the bead, dense blood-red inscriptions appeared, gathering together to form a ferocious ghost eye.

The ghost eyes are closed and not opened.

Even so, all the creatures in the ancient city felt a suffocating power emanating from the blue-eyed green blood beads.

"What a terrifying power fluctuation, it feels like the King of Hell is about to come to the world."

"What's going on? Is there a holy creature coming to the Qinglong Ruins world?"



All the monks felt an invisible pressure, as if the sky was about to collapse and the earth was sinking, causing people's legs to tremble uncontrollably.

Zhang Ruochen was also a little moved, could it be: "Is there a Corpse Emperor sealed inside that blue bead?"

With Yin Xuanji's cultivation, it seemed quite difficult to support the blue eyes and green blood beads. His arms kept trembling, and he roared, "Open your eyes."

The ghost eyes on the green blood beads opened a gap and shot out a blood-red beam of light, hitting Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen did not confront him head-on, but used space movement to dodge to the right.

Even so, his left shoulder was still scratched by the beam, leaving a wound that became dripping with blood.

"Wow!"

The second beam flew out and hit Zhang Ruochen again.

"Space distortion."

Zhang Ruochen released the space domain and fully mobilized the power of space to form six consecutive layers of twisted space.

However, the power contained in the beam was quite terrifying, and without much distortion, it flew past the right side of Zhang Ruochen's cheek, leaving a bloodstain.

There was only a slight chance that Zhang Ruochen's head would be penetrated.

In fact, Yin Xuanji is also very uncomfortable. With his current cultivation level, he cannot control the ghost eyes at all, so he can only forcefully activate the power of the blue eyes and green blood beads.

Every time he struck a blow, his body would make an explosion and emit clouds of blood mist.

The two continued to fight, and each time, Zhang Ruochen could narrowly avoid the beam attack.

"Cut it for me."

Finally, Zhang Ruochen caught it once, rushed to the top of Yin Xuanji's head, and cut out a space crack.

"puff!"

One of Yin Xuanji's left arms was cut off, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

No matter how strong the defense of the Shroud is, it still cannot stop the power of space.

"I'm not convinced, let's fight again." Yin Xuanji yelled.

Zhang Ruochen knocked out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and struck him with one strike.

A low scream came out of Yin Xuanji's mouth. He could no longer support his blue eyes and green blood. He staggered back ten steps and half-knelt on the ground.

From the other direction, Huang Yanchen, Qing Mo, Da Sikong, Xiao Hei, and Zhao Shiqi finally broke through the large corpse array.

Without the corpse formation, the monks who drove out the corpses of the ancient tribe could no longer suppress them.

Huang Yanchen's eyes were cold, and he waved the holy sword. Every time he made a move with the sword, a monk from the ancient clan would definitely fall into a pool of blood.

In the corpse formation just now, Da Sikong suffered serious injuries.

At this moment, he was so angry that he held a Zen staff and beat the war corpses into pieces and turned them into dust.

After all, he was an orthodox Buddhist monk. Da Sikong did not go on a killing spree, otherwise he would have killed several monks who had exterminated the ancient clan.

When the monks of the ancient corpse exorcism tribe saw Yin Xuanji being severely injured by Zhang Ruochen, they immediately lost all fighting spirit and found it difficult to organize any more formation attacks.

The situation became one-sided, and the monks of the ancient zombie tribe began to be defeated.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the green-eyed blood bead, knowing that it must be the treasure of the ancient zombie exorcism clan, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, trying to collect it.

However, the blue-eyed green blood bead trembled violently, broke away from Zhang Ruochen's holy energy, and flew high into the sky.

Zhang Ruochen let out a light sigh, showing an incredible expression.

The blue-eyed green blood bead hung in the air, and from inside it came a young man's voice: "I never thought that there would be a peerless person like you in this era. It's really amazing."

It is obviously a very young voice, but it gives people an ancient charm and a sense of vicissitudes of life.

Immediately afterwards, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in black, walked out of the blue eyes and blood.

However, he just stood there quietly, causing a huge pressure on everyone present and destroying everyone's will to fight.

Perhaps only Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen could still maintain their fighting spirit and be ready to fight at any time.



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