The last time he fought against Feng Han, Zhang Ruochen tried his best and used all his trump cards, but in the end, he was completely defeated.
However, Feng Han did not dare to underestimate Zhang Ruochen.
Not to mention the recent period, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation has made huge progress, but the strange and unpredictable power of space and time also makes him unable to guard against it.
Feng Han still maintained a calm look and sighed: "Junior brother, senior brother, I can understand your mood. It's a pity that hatred has blinded your mind and made you too stupid. Haven't you seen that beside me?
Fourteen Half-Saints have gathered together, how can you alone contend?"
"How do you know I'm the only one here?" Zhang Ruochen said calmly.
Feng Han was secretly shocked in his heart. Could it be that his senior brother, Saint Qingxiao, was nearby?
He immediately used the Semi-Saint Eyes and looked in the direction behind Zhang Ruochen. He didn't find the figure of Saint Qingxiao, so he breathed a sigh of relief and coldly snorted: "Mysterious."
Zhang Ruochen said again: "Actually, even if I don't take action, you will definitely die."
Feng Han felt even more that Zhang Ruochen was being mysterious, and smiled coldly: "Really?"
The two of them seemed to be just talking, but they were destroying each other's confidence. They first made each other fall into despair, so that they could deal with each other more easily.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Whether it's a human being or a beast, once you cross the river of corpses, you can never go back."
Feng Han laughed loudly and said: "A saint from my clan is on the other side of the Corpse River and can help us return at any time."
"It seems that you still don't know enough about the Corpse River and the underworld. Do you know why there are so many strong men in history who crossed the Corpse River and never returned to the Kunlun Realm?" Zhang Ruochen said.
When Feng Han saw Zhang Ruochen's eyes, his eyelids suddenly twitched and he had an ominous premonition.
Not only Feng Han, but also the monks hiding in the dark felt something bad when they heard Zhang Ruochen's words.
"Why?" Feng Leng said in a cold voice.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and sighed: "The Corpse River is not a river, but a wall of space. Living things can only come in, but cannot get out. The underworld is not a medieval ruins, but a completely independent space. It has long been
We are no longer in the Kunlun realm."
"The moment you step into the underworld, it means that all of you will die here. Now, you are not dead just because the holy energy in your body has not been exhausted."
All the veins on Feng Han's face popped up and he said: "That's alarmist. If the Corpse River is really a one-way wall of space, why can the undead in the underworld pass through the Corpse River and enter the Kunlun Realm?"
"The undead have no physical body, so they can naturally pass through the extreme wall of space." Zhang Ruochen said.
Although he was very reluctant to believe Zhang Ruochen's words, Feng Han still believed it a little bit. Because the underworld is really too vast, and it is impossible to still be in the Fallen God Mountain. It must be an independent world.
In the darkness, the other monks also suffered a huge impact.
If they are unable to return to the Kunlun Realm and wait until the holy stones and spiritual crystals on their bodies are exhausted, won't they have to wait for death in the underworld?
"Even if what you said is true, we can't go back to Kunlun Realm, and you can't go back either, and you will die here." It was obvious that Feng Han was indeed greatly affected, and even his breath began to become unstable.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "No, I am different from you. Don't forget, I am a descendant of time and space. Am I still unable to cross the extreme wall of space?"
"In that case, I will kill you first."
Feng Han's eyes turned red, his fingers gradually stretched, and ten sharp silver claws grew out. Red blood continued to gush out from his pores, as if it had turned into a sea of liquid blood.
On the ground, stones and dust slowly rose up and swirled around his body.
A loud explosion of air exploded in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, a huge handprint more than ten meters long condensed and hit Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen naturally did not dare to despise Feng Han and angered him, he was just trying to gain an advantage for himself. Two divine seals appeared in his pupils.
Under the observation of his divine eye, all the rules of the holy path in the hand seal were revealed. Soon, Zhang Ruochen found the weakest point in the power of this hand seal.
"The flying dragon is in the sky."
Zhang Ruochen's body resounded with the sound of the dragon elephant, and he struck out with a palm. Fiery flames emerged from the palm of his hand and penetrated the palm print.
The palms of Feng Han and Zhang Ruochen collided together, making a deafening sound.
Immediately afterwards, the two quickly separated again.
Zhang Ruochen took five steps backwards in a row, then kicked off his feet and flew backwards, landing smoothly on the back of the elephant rabbit.
Feng Han took three steps back and neutralized Zhang Ruochen's palm power. Looking at the aching palm, he felt quite incredible and said: "Your cultivation level has obviously not reached the semi-saint realm, how could you be so powerful?"
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This fight was a huge blow to Feng Han.
He has always claimed to be a top-level genius, and even the Holy Body is not looked down upon. However, with his second-level semi-saint peak cultivation, he is only slightly better than Zhang Ruochen of the Fish-Dragon Realm.
He cannot accept such a result under any circumstances.
Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "I advise you to save some holy energy. The more you spend, the less it will be."
Feng Han could no longer maintain his composure, gritted his teeth, and prepared to attack Zhang Ruochen again.
At this moment, a cold wind blew in the distance.
The overwhelming yin soldiers and ghost generals came quickly from the ground and from the sky, making the sound of ghosts crying and howling.
From the camp of the Yin soldiers, a giant beast wearing black armor rushed out, pulling a chariot made of bones, and ran towards the direction of the Ghost Valley.
"Anyone who breaks into the Valley of Ghosts and Gods will be killed without mercy."
In the chariot, a loud roar came forward, shaking the ghost energy between heaven and earth.
At this moment, the voice of the Blood Moon Ghost King reached Zhang Ruochen's ears and said: "In the White Bone Chariot is the Hanging Seal Ghost King under the Ghost King of Shenchu. He is responsible for guarding the Ghost God Valley. Don't leave here quickly."
I don't know where the Blood Moon Ghost King's voice came from. I couldn't see her figure, I could only hear her voice ringing in my ears.
Feng Han and the other half-saints from the Immortal Vampire Clan have retreated and rushed into the Valley of Ghosts and Gods.
"Catch them." Zhang Ruochen gave an order.
Swallowing the Elephant Rabbit made a squealing sound from its mouth, opened its legs, adjusted the speed rules, turned into a stream of red light, and chased forward.
Immediately afterwards, groups of Yin soldiers and ghost generals also rushed into the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, continuing to pursue Zhang Ruochen and the half-saints of the undead vampire tribe.
Of course, there are also some Yin soldiers who stayed and guarded the entrance of Ghost Valley.
Stepping into the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, Zhang Ruochen immediately felt an invisible gravity falling on him, and even Tunxiang Rabbit's running speed slowed down a bit.
The Yin soldiers chasing behind still maintained their original speed and seemed unaffected.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to give up chasing Feng Han temporarily, ordered Tun Xiangtu, and rushed into a stone forest on the left.
In the stone forest, there are huge stone pillars scattered like bamboo shoots rising from the ground, with round and thick bottoms and sharp tops.
As expected, those Yin soldiers did not chase into the stone forest, but rushed to the right and continued to chase the undead vampires. Not long after, there were deafening battle sounds.
"Whoa!"
An undead vampire half-saint flew into the sky and appeared above the stone forest, continuing to flee.
At this moment, a blood-red battle ax more than a hundred meters long struck out from a black ghost cloud, directly cutting the half-saint into two pieces, spilling a large amount of blood.
Zhang Ruochen and Tun Xiangtu were hiding in a ghost mist in the stone forest. They were quite frightened when they saw the powerful battle axe.
The Tunxiang Rabbit became only the size of a palm, got directly into Zhang Ruochen's arms, and said in a frightened and trembling voice: "It's too scary... I'm afraid, Master Chen, how about... we should hide in the Qiankun Divine Tree?"
"You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime."
Zhang Ruochen exhaled a long breath and called: "Blood Moon Ghost King."
He called out three times in a row but did not hear any response from the Blood Moon Ghost King. Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but smile dumbly and said to himself, "The Blood Moon Ghost King once said that the Valley of Ghosts and Gods is extremely dangerous, and even the Ghost King may fall in it. I guess she didn't come in at all.
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She really wouldn't do anything that was too dangerous.
Although Zhang Ruochen had been mentally prepared for the possibility of searching for the corpse alone, without the help of the Blood Moon Ghost King, the difficulty obviously increased a lot.
Above the head, the blood-red battle ax disappeared into the ghost cloud again.
The two corpses of the half-saint from the undead vampire tribe fell in the stone forest, not far from Zhang Ruochen. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen rushed over to look for the corpse of the semi-saint. After all, half-saints usually have a lot of good things on their bodies.
After a while, Zhang Ruochen finally found the half-body of the half-saint, and the sight he saw made his hair stand on end.
Half of the corpse had only bones left, and the flesh and blood on the body had been eaten clean by unknown creatures. Even the bones were chewed to pieces, revealing a small bite mark.
The bones of the Semi-Saint are harder than black iron, and ordinary beasts cannot chew them into pieces.
"Could it be that there are some kind of creatures living in the Valley of Ghosts and Gods?"
A cold air came out from the soles of Zhang Ruochen's feet. He was alert and immediately looked underground. He saw blood worms similar to centipedes rushing out from under the blood-red soil. They were covered with scales and covered his feet.
The feet are wrapped up, revealing sharp teeth.
What surprised Zhang Ruochen even more was that those blood worms actually exuded a faint evil aura of death.
This evil energy is exactly the same as the power on the Niehai Pillar that killed Qinghuo Xuanwu.