"So what if you kill them all? I have just made you into a great medicine. Maybe I can make a magic elixir."
Xiao Hei caught up with him, his tone was vicious, and a three-walled formation of twenty-eight stars was suspended above his head, reflecting the light of the stars in the sky on the water.
Zhang Ruochen inspired the God of War Belt, spread out a pair of blood-colored light wings on his back, and stepped on thick blood mist. Various origin phenomena appeared around him, and the origin rules of heaven and earth continued to converge on him.
Anyway, it has been exposed.
The identity of the original messenger no longer needs to be hidden.
"If you have the guts to self-destruct your divine source, we will naturally be scared off by you." Zhang Ruochen said.
Xiao Hei was anxious and said: "No, please don't blow up your divine source. I am still using his divine source to make elixirs!"
"I'll stop them, junior brother, you go first."
Master Xuanli stood on the water, releasing gray death energy from her body. In her hand, scarlet blood lines appeared on the divine bone staff, like the blood vessels of the human body.
The dead corpses and bones floating on the river stood up one after another after absorbing the life force.
There are half-rotted human corpses, savage beasts like ligers and tigers that have turned into skeletons, and silverfish corpses that are hundreds of meters long... They have turned into an undead army, filled with evil spirits.
There were countless dead bodies in the Santu River.
At a glance, there are thousands of troops behind Master Xuanli, boundless.
The power of fate was more difficult to refine than Wujiang imagined, so he retreated decisively and rushed towards the depths of the Santu River despite being injured.
This section of the Santu River is indeed dangerous, but how could it scare the true god?
"The old witch has left it to you. I will go after Wujiang. No one should argue with me."
Xiao Hei saw that Wujiang was injured, and also knew that Wujiang had a great background and must have countless secret treasures on his body. Therefore, he spread out a pair of flame wings on his back, controlled the divine formation, rushed into the undead army, and killed an undead army with unrivaled power.
Road, chasing Wujiang who fled into the confused water vapor.
Master Xuanli failed to stop Xiao Hei, because Prajna's soul locked her, forcing her to fight with all her strength.
Zhang Ruochen was worried about Xiao Hei and rushed towards the undead army.
Prajna's voice reached his ears and said: "Be careful, this Master Xuanli is not only a third-level false god, but also a necromancer."
Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but look towards Master Xuanli.
Did you meet a middle-class false god?
According to legend, the third-level false gods not only have spiritual power that reaches the divine realm, but the divine source in their bodies is left behind by the great gods after their death, which contains terrifying and unrivaled divine power.
This kind of existence is rare.
Zhang Ruochen had just rushed into the undead army and knocked away a corpse. The water below his feet started to spin and turned into a whirlpool, pulling him downwards.
"rise!"
The blood wings on his back flapped, and Zhang Ruochen soared upwards.
This blood wing is condensed from the God of War's belt, and its power is naturally extraordinary, breaking the suction of the vortex.
"Ouch!"
From the center of the vortex below, a black corpse hand poked out, with fingers as thick as pillars. Bones could be seen in the rotting flesh, and divine patterns were flowing on the bones.
It's a divine corpse.
Obviously, this divine corpse was not from the Santu River. It was most likely the divine corpse warrior refined by Master Xuanli.
As a necromancer, she has such means.
Zhang Ruochen shouted softly and stepped down with his foot.
Dense patterns of burial gold rules appeared on the legs, and powerful divine energy burst out, hitting the palm of the corpse's hand, suppressing the divine corpse that was about to rush out of the river, causing it to sink again.
At the other end, Prajna wielded a five-colored stone sword and pierced Master Xuanli's chest with the sword from afar.
Master Xuanli screamed.
"Whoa!"
Dozens of miles away, Prajna's white jade hands twisted slightly.
The multicolored stone sword that penetrated Master Xuanli's body also rotated, exploding thousands of sword energy, tearing her divine body into seven or eight pieces.
Zhang Ruochen turned around and happened to see this scene, and was secretly shocked.
As a rare third-level false god, he was defeated so quickly in front of the new god Prajna.
I don’t know if the third-level pseudo-gods are too weak, or if Prajna is too strong?
Of course, the middle and third-level pseudo-gods are divided into three levels, and Master Xuanli can only be regarded as the weaker among them.
Although Master Xuanli's body was broken, his mental power and soul were very strong. On the Santu River, he made sharp whistles and ordered the undead army to attack Prajna.
At the same time, her broken body flew towards her head to reunite.
It was about to successfully reunite, but a piece was missing.
"An arm is missing."
Master Xuanli's eyes were extremely angry and he stared at Zhang Ruochen in the distance.
It turned out that Zhang Ruochen used the power of space to steal one of her arms and suppressed it in the Eternal Return Realm. He then took out the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror and tried to put the arm into the mirror.
"Ignorant junior, it's just you?"
That bloody arm burst out with intense divine light, and suddenly broke free from the suppression of Eternal Return Realm, and struck out with a palm, flying away the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror and Zhang Ruochen.
The powerful divine energy fell on Zhang Ruochen through the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror, and the internal organs in his body were almost shattered.
"Is one arm so strong?"
Zhang Ruochen had to face up to Master Xuanli's combat power again. He used the original secrets and mobilized the original rules to hold the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror above his head to resist the second blow from the divine hand.
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen and the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror fell into the turbid river of corpses at the same time.
"You dare to hurt him?"
Prajna's face was cold, and in his pair of divine eyes, brilliance brighter than stars gushed out, and the mighty divine power turned into layers of ripples, striking out together with the divine light.
The screams and cries of the undead spread throughout the world.
When encountering the divine light, their bodies immediately burned and then turned into ashes.
In this instant, millions of undead souls disappeared completely, wiped out by her in one glance.
When Master Xuanli turned pale with horror, Prajna appeared in front of her, and the Destiny Staff made a "clatter" sound, penetrated the space, and hit her directly.
"Destiny kills God, and there is no chance of life."
"Bang!"
Master Xuanli's divine body exploded into pieces and turned into a rain of blood, dyeing the Santu River red.
Hit by the Destiny Staff, Master Xuanli's soul was shattered into pieces.
The fragments of the divine soul were sucked away by the Destiny Staff. Suddenly, Master Xuanli's vitality was extinct, and the divine body could not be re-condensed. Only some mental power and divine thoughts escaped, but they could not become great weapons and lost the threat.
"What a powerful Goddess of Destiny. She has just become a god and is so powerful. If she is given another thousand years, won't she be able to fight against higher gods?"
"No matter how powerful the false god is, he is still not enough in front of the true god."
The gods suspended above the Holy City of Seven Enemies were all horrified.
Seeing that Prajna was in the limelight, Gushe Huanhuan pursed her lips, showing an unhappy look, and said: "So what if the goddess, she will abdicate soon. I am not as high-ranking as the Tiangemen. I am destined to become Luo Zuyun in the future."
The divine corpse, which was a thousand feet tall, rushed out of the water. Its whole body was wrapped in the light of the source, and all the hostility was suppressed.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the left shoulder of the divine corpse, uninjured. He looked down at the river below that was dyed red by the divine blood, and then stared at Prajna with long hair floating on the water. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Too strong! I must break through to the divine realm as soon as possible."
Zhang Ruochen thought of what Concubine Sanqian once said, and felt a sense of urgency in his heart. He was worried that his lover, ex-wife, fiancée, and confidante would be in great turmoil.
Because some of them are very strong, independent, and extremely shrewd.
Once someone loses his life, no matter who kills whom, he doesn't know what to do with it.
Only if he breaks through to the divine realm can he be able to suppress it.
Suddenly, a change occurred.
The divine blood blended into the river water turned into streams, flowing out at an unparalleled speed.
The direction of the flow is exactly the direction where Wujiang and Xiaohei left.
"Is Master Xuanli not dead?"
"Impossible! Even the vitality of a true god cannot withstand being hit by the Destiny Staff, let alone a false god?"
…
Prajna and Zhang Ruochen, who was driving the divine corpse, quickly chased after him.
The space of Santu River is strange and can connect all walks of life.
It seemed to be a river, but with the speed of Prajna and Divine Corpse, they actually chased for about a quarter of an hour and traveled countless thousands of miles before they saw Xiao Hei's figure.
Streams of divine blood rushed into a piece of reddish-brown icy water.
"Where is Wujiang?" Prajna asked.
Xiaohei pointed to the reddish-brown water in front of him without saying a word.
Zhang Ruochen noticed something strange about Xiao Hei, flew down from the shoulders of the corpse, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"My emperor is fine." Xiao Hei finally said.
Zhang Ruochen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to pursue him into the reddish-brown water, but suddenly he felt a strong sense of danger and stopped quickly.
Prajna stared ahead with a pair of starry eyes, as if he had guessed something, and said: "Wujiang really broke in?"
"This emperor is so powerful, and with the help of the divine formation, he can only escape in to have a chance to save his life." Xiao Hei hummed.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Is this the legendary forbidden area of the Sea of Corpses?"
"It should be the case. It was Master Xuanli's divine blood that was spilled into the Santu River, which caused the Forbidden Zone of the Sea of Corpses to manifest itself in space." Prajna analyzed this way.
Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, "Now we are in trouble!"
The so-called Corpse Sea Forbidden Areas are some special areas hidden in the Santu River, which are like forbidden areas.
The Santu River has special significance to the monks of the ghost tribe, corpse tribe, and bone tribe. It is the place where they were born and gave birth to their spiritual wisdom.
Like the source of life for living beings.
Therefore, when the existences of the Corpse Clan's title of king and honor are exhausted and their souls are annihilated, they will bury themselves in the Santu River, hoping to revive and live a second life millions of years later.
The place where they buried themselves was the forbidden area of the Sea of Corpses.
Similarly, there are also the Forbidden Area of the Sea of Ghosts and the Forbidden Area of the Sea of Bones.
The forbidden area is as boundless as the sea, and is usually hidden in a special space in the Santu River. Whenever a monk encounters such a forbidden area, he must take a detour and not dare to intrude.
Even a true god may fall if he accidentally breaks into the forbidden area.
The methods of the God King and the God Lord are too unpredictable. Even if they fall, there are still various dangers in the forbidden area, and they cannot be easily disturbed. Moreover, if it is a forbidden area left by a heaven-level existence in ancient times, it will be even more serious.