Before leaving the stone forest, Zhang Ruochen collected all the dead blood worms, including the blood worm king, into the picture scroll world and gave them to the seriously injured Tunxiang Rabbit.
If all these blood worms are refined, their cultivation level will definitely be greatly improved again, and they will have a chance to break through to the second level semi-saint.
Zhang Ruochen and Shi Ren did not leave the stone forest too far, but hid at the edge of the stone forest.
All around, eight talismans were suspended, forming a talisman array that concealed the figure.
Zhang Ruochen stood in the talisman formation and looked at Yin Xuanji on the dragon corpse's back in the distance. He took a breath and said, "What a powerful corpse aura. If that dragon corpse is still alive, I'm afraid it's close to the holy realm."
. Even if it turns into a war zombie, the attack power it unleashes must be quite astonishing. There are some similarities between the Death Zen Buddhism of the Death Zen Sect and the secret technique of exorcising corpses."
Shi Rendao: "The Buddhist Dharma of Death Zen is derived from the secret technique of exorcising corpses, and is integrated into formations and Buddhism. Compared with the secret technique of exorcizing corpses, the Dharma of Death Zen has both advantages and disadvantages."
"It is said that the war corpses refined by the ancient Zombie Clan can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon to improve their own cultivation."
"The war corpse refined by the Death Zen Sect must be refined again and again. Each time it is refined, the power of the war corpse can be improved by one step."
Yin Xuanji and the dragon corpse have gone far away and disappeared into the thick ghost mist.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Shi Ren and asked, "You entered the Ghost Valley first, did you discover anything?"
Shi Ren stared deeply at Zhang Ruochen, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Before I answer your question, can I ask you a question first?"
"Please speak." Zhang Ruochen said.
"Have you already taken refuge in the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult?" Shi Ren said.
Zhang Ruochen obviously did not expect that Shi Ren would ask such a question.
It can also be seen from this that Shi Ren is suspicious of Zhang Ruochen and does not completely trust him. After all, Zhang Ruochen once stayed with the devil's saint, Shu, so anyone would have such doubts.
"If I said that I have nothing to do with the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect, would you believe it?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Shi Rendao: "I believe that disciples of Sword Master Xuanji will not tell such low-level lies."
"Have you met his old man?" Zhang Ruochen's expression changed.
Shi Ren nodded and said: "Xuanji Sword Saint has some connections with our clan. If you get the Tao Tian Sword and inherit his mantle, you will naturally understand what I mean in the future. Let's go, I will take you to a place."
Shi Ren waved his sleeves, put away the eight talismans, and then walked out.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Shi Ren deeply, with a thoughtful look on his face.
In the Ghost Valley, there is not only a powerful force that suppresses the monks, but also some powerful ghost formations.
The previous stone forest was just a maze, and if a monk below the level of a half-saint broke into it, he would end up dead.
The further you go into the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, the greater the pressure above your head becomes. Even with Zhang Ruochen and Shi Ren's physical strength, they still have to circulate holy energy to withstand that force.
On the ground, there are dense piles of white bones, including human bones and beast bones. It is unknown how many creatures have died in the Valley of Ghosts and Gods.
Shi Ren was already quite familiar with this area and led Zhang Ruochen through the area and came to the edge of a black cliff. Zhang Ruochen looked down and saw that the bottom of the cliff was pitch black, with billowing ghost mist and bottomless depth.
Zhang Ruochen squatted down, gently touched the rocks on the cliff with his fingers, and said in surprise: "Such a powerful sword, this cliff should have been slashed by a certain strongest person with one sword. Could it be?
...The ancient battlefield left behind when the Thousand Bones Empress fought with God?"
Shi Ren carefully guarded the surroundings and said: "I also guessed the same, because the pressure from the underworld has reached a new high point here. Only the battlefield of God will make people a hundred thousand years later
, we also feel tremendous pressure. The power suppressing us is most likely the divine power that has survived for a hundred thousand years. The closer we are to the corpse of the god, the stronger the divine power will be."
"Have you been down there?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"No."
Shi Ren shook his head and said frankly: "Even on the edge of the cliff, the pressure has a huge impact on me. Once I jump off the cliff, with my cultivation level, I probably won't be able to climb back up."
"You really should be more careful." Zhang Ruochen released Han Xue, Xiao Hei, Mu Lingxi, and the God and Demon Rat in the picture scroll world, and everyone appeared on the edge of the cliff together.
Xiao Hei carried a pair of paws on his back and studied on the edge of the cliff. His eyes rolled around. After a while, he vowed: "The power of God does remain here. No need to wait any longer. Let's go down now. The corpse of the God must be on the cliff."
Down."?
Zhang Ruochen, however, seemed a little more cautious and did not make an immediate decision. Instead, he stared at Han Xue and asked, "How is it?"
If someone's life is in his hands, no mistake can be made in any step.
Han Xue held the Void Sword and communicated with the sword spirit. Then she nodded to Zhang Ruochen and said: "The direction pointed by the sword spirit is also under the cliff."?
When Mu Lingxi and the Demon Rat appeared, Shi Ren retreated to a distance, showing an alert look.
Although he trusted Zhang Ruochen, he did not trust the demonic monks of the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult.
Suddenly, Shi Ren glanced in the direction behind him and reminded: "Zhang Ruochen, a strong man from the Immortal Vampire Clan, is coming this way."
Zhang Ruochen turned around and stared in the direction behind him.
I saw, with Feng Han as the leader, six immortal vampire half-saints, like six blood clouds, appearing on the edge of the cliff in an instant.
In the past few days after entering the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, the Undead Vampires suffered heavy losses. More than ten Half-Saints who entered the Valley together either disappeared or died tragically, leaving only six of them alive.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen, Feng Han had a cold look in his eyes: "Junior brother, I didn't expect that you were one step ahead of me." "Enemies meet on a narrow road."
Zhang Ruochen had no good impression of Feng Han, so he immediately took out the ancient sword of Shen Yuan and held it in his right hand. A field of sword energy spread out, ready to fight Feng Han to the death at any time.
At the same time, Xiao Hei, Han Xue, Mu Lingxi, Shen Mo Shu, and Shi Ren all entered combat mode.
Semi-Saint Shuntian walked out from behind Feng Han and smiled coldly: "How dare you, a group of juniors, act so arrogantly in front of the Sixth Prince? Do you believe that I can kill them all by myself?"
Very powerful blood evil energy poured out from the mouth of Half-Saint Shuntian, like a rushing river, rushing towards the cliff.
Every word sounded like thunder, making everyone present feel eardrum pain.
According to Zhang Ruochen's judgment, Shuntian Semi-Saint's cultivation is definitely above the fifth-level Semi-Saint level. Even if all of them were added up, they would not have any chance of winning.
This is the strongest person among Feng Han's group. Even among the undead vampires, he has a great reputation.
Just when the power of Shuntian Half-Saint exploded, Zhang Ruochen keenly discovered that small cracks appeared in the space in the direction of the cliff.
"It should be the great battle in the Middle Ages that shattered the space here. Even after a hundred thousand years of repair, it is still quite fragile and cannot withstand too much power."
The power of God can shatter space.
Because of this, the space here is quite fragile.
Comparing the outside space to an iron block, the space here is like a piece of paper, and a semi-saint-level battle can tear it into pieces.
A fourth-level semi-saint or above monk can cause cracks in the space even if he just exudes aura.
Zhang Ruochen thought of a response strategy in his mind, deliberately showed fear on his face, and shouted quickly: "Everyone, retreat quickly, this person's cultivation is not something we can compete with."
When Feng Han saw Zhang Ruochen's frightened look, the depression of the past few days was wiped away. He chuckled and said, "Junior brother, do you understand the feeling of despair now? How about you jump off the cliff first and help us?"
Exploring the path.”
Another half-saint from the immortal vampire clan also showed a sneer look and said: "That's right, you won't have any chance at all. You will definitely die today."
"Zhang Ruochen, if you jump off the cliff and detect danger for our immortal vampires, even if you die, we will take care of the others for you and will not kill them all. Especially, the big beauty and the little beauty."
The other half-saints of the undead Vampire Tribe also burst out laughing. Their eyes, with a playful look, were fixed on Mu Lingxi and Han Xue, revealing an evil light.
Mu Lingxi saw the expressions of disgust in the eyes of those undead vampire half-saints, and wanted to gouge out their eyes.
However, the half-saint Shuntian's cultivation was too strong, and the power he exuded was so suppressed that she suffered some internal injuries, and the meridians throughout her body seemed to burst.
Shuntian Half-Saint stepped forward step by step, forcing Zhang Ruochen and others to the edge of the cliff.
However, except for Zhang Ruochen, no one noticed that more and more cracks were appearing in the space on the edge of the cliff.
Mu Lingxi retreated to Zhang Ruochen, raised her beautiful eyes, stared at him lovingly, and said: "Jump down together, even if we die, I will have no regrets in this life if I can die with you.
"
As she spoke, she stretched out a pair of weak, boneless hands and clasped them with Zhang Ruochen's, with a determined look in her eyes.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy to die together."
Half-Saint Shuntian sneered, leaped up, stretched his arm forward, five rays of thunder and lightning appeared, and grabbed Mu Lingxi with five fingers.
"boom!"
Impacted by the power of Shuntian Semi-Saint, the space at the edge of the cliff finally shattered, forming dozens of huge space cracks.
Inside the space crack, a powerful devouring force formed, turning into dozens of huge vortices, pulling in all surrounding matter and energy.