Han Shang raised his palm, intending to swallow the refining flower as a magical medicine.
"Bang!"
The ground exploded, and a sword light shot straight up, dragging out the light mark of the word "一" and hitting the center of Han Shang's eyebrows.
Han Shang was not surprised but overjoyed. A three-color beam of light emerged from the eyes belonging to half of the head of the Sansha Emperor, and collided with Zhang Ruochen who was holding Shen Yuan's ancient sword.
"Sword out!"
The six divine swords slashed out first, dragging out streaks of sword light and slashing at Han Shang's wrist that was holding the Divine Refining Flower.
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen was hit by the three-color beam that penetrated all his defenses. Blood burst out from his body, and countless bones were broken. They flew out like cannonballs and hit the ground hard.
The dark material earth shattered into a large piece.
However, the six divine swords also cut off Han Shang's wrist.
Hang Shang was furious and was about to take back his severed hand.
Zhang Ruochen, who had used the Timeless Movement Technique, appeared in front of him again, held up the God King Talisman, and blocked the three-color beam of light flying out of his eyes.
"Zhang Ruochen, if you want to die, I will help you."
As the roar of the mourning sounded, a city of the underworld continued to condense in the darkness. The city walls were taller than the mountains, the air of death was filled, and the rules of darkness were intertwined.
The city of the underworld crashed down, suppressing Zhang Ruochen and the God King Talisman he held up, to the ground.
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen held the ancient sword of Shen Yuan in one hand and the Anti-God Monument in the other, penetrated the city of the underworld and flew out through the air.
With one strike of the sword, the body of Shen Yuan's ancient sword became ten thousand feet long.
At the same time, the six divine swords were slashed out in unison, with murderous intent soaring into the sky, as if thousands of swords were coming out at once.
However, the phantom of the ancestor of the underworld appeared on Han Shang's body, blocking all the swords coming at him. Then, he punched out and hit Zhang Ruochen hard.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to counterattack with the Anti-God Monument.
He had just smashed out the God-defying Monument and collided with Han Shang's fist. The overwhelming force knocked him away.
The physical body was shattered to pieces, and black divine blood flowed from the body.
The corpse energy in his body was very strong at the moment, and under the corrosion of corpse poison, the divine blood turned black.
Han Shang glanced at his fist, then looked at the Anti-God Monument next to Zhang Ruochen. A look of surprise flashed across his face. He was about to collect the Ni-God Monument for inspection when Feng Caiyi's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Han Shang, San
Lord Evil, death has come!"
Han Shang was inexplicably horrified and immediately turned around, and pieces of the supreme holy weapons flew out of his body.
Behind him, a phoenix wing chopped down, burning all the supreme holy weapons until they melted and turned into crimson droplets.
All defenses were useless, the ancestor of the underworld exploded, and the city of the underworld was annihilated.
"Pfft!"
Han Shang's divine body and divine sea were cut open from the center of his eyebrows and divided into two.
Even the Divine Source was like this, exploding directly.
The broken part of the god's body glowed red like a piece of red-hot iron, melting flesh, blood, and bones, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.
In the ashes, half of the head of the Three Evil Emperors blocked the Phoenix Divine Flame and did not melt. However, it was severely injured and became bloody. He cried out in his mouth: "God of Death, we are all gods of the hell world, and we are all."
Born in the zombie clan, what I did before was completely a shame...ah..."
Mu Lingxi was extremely indifferent. He stepped on it and the phoenix divine flames burned under his feet, burning half of the head of the Sansha Emperor until it made a "chipping" sound.
Only after her spirit and soul were completely refined did she lift her feet.
On the ground, only half a face-shaped skeleton remained.
Mu Lingxi walked up to Zhang Ruochen and stretched out a slender hand. The pair of phoenix wings behind her looked particularly gorgeous and beautiful, as if the darkness had been dispelled.
Zhang Ruochen's body was heavily poisoned by corpse poison. He didn't touch her hand. He got up and asked, "How did you recover your cultivation?"
Mu Lingxi retracted her hand and said: "My cultivation level has always been there, but this physical body cannot withstand such strong power and cannot be used. It's like wrapping fire with paper. Once the flames burn, the paper will be gone."
, the flame is gone! No matter how strong the flame is, it can only become a cold fire before it can be conceived in the paper."
"But you just..." Zhang Ruochen said.
Mu Lingxi said: "It's your first-level divine way that has injected too much of your chaotic energy into this body. I can only temporarily release some Phoenix Divine Flames. Compared with my real power, it is not enough."
It’s far away!”
She spread her hands, and the chaotic energy in her palms gradually dissipated. Her pretty face couldn't help but become solemn, and she had to immediately put away her divine power and restrain all the phoenix divine flames.
Zhang Ruochen's physical body is powerful and can fight against the corpse poison of the three evil spirits. Through the continuous transformation of the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram, the corpse poison is eliminated bit by bit.
As the corpse poison is refined, the physical injuries begin to gradually recover.
When his physical body completely returned to normal, Zhang Ruochen stopped, propped up his body with Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and let out a long breath, but the gloomy look in his eyes was extremely strong.
"Has the corpse poison been completely refined?" Mu Lingxi asked proactively.
"Most of it has been refined, and the rest is no longer a threat."
Zhang Ruochen recovered 60-70% from his injuries, and his aura gradually increased. Looking at the black dust on the ground, he once again felt the pain of being unable to save even though he wanted to.
"Han Shang's death can be considered as avenging him. In this world, both living and dead souls will return to dust. The day when dust returns to dust, it's just a matter of time." Mu Lingxi said.
Zhang Ruochen gave her a strange look and confirmed that she was Queen Feng Tian. He had deeper doubts in his heart, but without thinking about it, he unfolded the Wuji Divine Way and evolved the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram.
On the ground, the remaining spiritual material dust belonging to the Yanli people flew up one by one and condensed in the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.
Mu Lingxi watched this scene quietly, naturally knowing that every particle of divine material dust contained the soul and consciousness of the divine being.
However, how could Yan Liren, a mere mid-level god who was corroded by the corpse poison of the Three Evils, preserve his soul consciousness?
The divine source of Yanli people was directly absorbed and refined by Han Shang.
The Yanli people don't have much spiritual material left, and the total amount is only the size of a fist.
With this ball of divine substance, Zhang Ruochen walked towards Han Shang's hand.
After the palm was cut off, it was suppressed by the six divine swords, and not a drop of blood could flow out from the cut.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "Where is the soul of Yan Liren?"
In order to control Yan Li, Han Shang had already taken away most of his soul.
In the palm of the hand, a sad laugh sounded: "It is in my body, but it has been wiped out by the Death God! Haha, Zhang Ruochen, you could have saved him. Who told the Death God to be so cruel?"
The main body and divine source have been destroyed, and there is only one palm left. Even if it survives, what is the point?
It would be better to drive a wedge between Zhang Ruochen and the God of Death before he died, planting a thorn in their hearts.
Zhang Ruochen hummed softly, controlled the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram, enveloped the huge palm, and pulled out the remaining strands of Han Shang's soul from the palm.
As Zhang Ruochen expected, Han Shang had already refined Yan Liren's soul and merged it with his own soul. Including the soul obtained by killing Yan Liren previously, it had also been refined.
Zhang Ruochen separated the soul consciousness belonging to Yanli people from the limited soul of Han Shang.
Han Shang's soul made an unbelievable cry of horror: "Zhang Ruochen, what kind of method are you using? How could you have such a method? This is something that requires at least one mental power to determine the existence of the universe!"
The infinite divine way is omnipotent.
But why should we explain this to a dead man?
The part of Han Shang's soul that belonged to Yan Li was completely extracted by Zhang Ruochen, and a faint human figure condensed into the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.
Because this human figure's soul was very weak and his consciousness was also very weak, it was very difficult for him to just smile at Zhang Ruochen and speak.
Zhang Ruochen merged this divine soul with the remaining spiritual material of Yanli people.
Immediately afterwards, he took out another Buddha relic and punched it out.
The spiritual substance condensed into a three-inch-high clay figure, and the Buddha's relic turned into a golden light that shone between the clay figure's brows.
Mu Lingxi watched this scene quietly, and saw in Zhang Ruochen a human touch that was rarely seen in other gods. That was a Buddha relic, and it could be used in this way on a god with whom he did not have a close friendship.
On the body.
Before, she would have been unable to understand this behavior and thought Zhang Ruochen was stupid.
However, after seeing Zhang Ruochen make stupid mistakes again and again, plus the stupid things Zhang Ruochen made before, I suddenly seemed to understand something.
No wonder so many old guys who have lived for hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years, think highly of Zhang Ruochen. In addition to being a world-class Shinto, this boy does have some unique personality charm.
It is much better than those gods who always shout about helping people in distress, saying that all living beings are equal, and running away faster than anyone else when encountering danger!
She still doesn't approve of Zhang Ruochen's behavior, but she can observe it with a calm attitude and have some thoughts.
"Xumi always talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but now after his death, using a relic to save people is fulfilling his wish!" Mu Lingxi said with a cold smile.
Zhang Ruochen put the clay figurine into his sleeve and planned to return to Kunlun Realm to find a family where Yan Li could be reincarnated and rebuild. He said, "Senior Fengtian and the holy monk seem to have more than just a hostile relationship?"
There was a pensive look in Mu Lingxi's eyes, as if he was recalling something, but he soon sneered: "It's a pity that he didn't die in the hands of Ben Tian, and he couldn't personally avenge Fan Ning."