The tragic death of the two saints who exterminated the ancient clan shocked countless people to their wits.
Saint Shiva's face also became quite pale. He never expected that after Xuanji Sword Saint came back to life, he would become so tyrannical, even more powerful than at his peak.
Saint Shiva glanced in the direction of Feng Yinchan and Yin Xuanji, and shouted coldly: "Run away."
The half-saints from the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-removing clan immediately used their body skills to escape far away, rushing out of the Valley of Ghosts and Gods, scattering in all directions and flying in all directions.
Lord Shiva did not escape.
When Sword Master Xuanji powerfully killed Saint Dong Dong and Saint Zixu, she knew that Sword Master Xuanji was very determined and could not let her escape.
The more she tries to escape, the faster she dies.
Instead of doing this, it is better to fight with all your strength, maybe there is still some hope.
Saint Shiva is able to control the soul-absorbing holy jar, so he naturally has a very high status among the ancient ghost-raising clan. He is also a very powerful figure among the saints in the entire Kunlun world.
"Ghost King's Formation."
A huge black vortex condensed above the head of Saint Shiva.
The Soul-Capturing Holy Jar was located at the center of the vortex. It slowly rotated and set off a violent hurricane. Thousands of ghosts flew fast in the vortex, making piercing screams.
Among them, the shadows of the four ghost kings are the largest, more than ten feet high, like four giants standing in the four directions of the whirlpool.
The Ghost King Formation gathers the power of four ghost kings and thousands of ghosts. As it spins rapidly, the power released becomes more and more powerful.
Xuanji Sword Master stood in mid-air, looking calm and calm. He glanced at Sage Shiva and said: "Five hundred years ago, Feng Shiva from the ancient ghost-raising clan was also a beauty that the younger generation of geniuses were vying for. Five
When I meet you again a hundred years later, I realize that the beauty of the past has become so old."
Saint Shiva touched his wrinkled face, smiled, and said: "I remember that at that time, you were always fighting swords with Jiuyou. Either you won or he won. I thought that you
The two of them only had swords in their hearts, but they didn't expect that you would actually remember me at that time."
Sword Saint Xuanji and Saint Shiva were monks of the same generation, and they were both outstanding heroes. When they were young, they were hot-blooded and beautiful. They would always attend some grand events, so they had met several times.
One is resurrected from the dead, and the other is dying.
The two people are obviously facing each other in life and death, but they can still talk about the past when they were young. I am afraid that only a saint can do this.
The two of them said nothing more, as the two huge forces of holy power had already reached their peak.
Saint Shiva's pair of dry arms slowly pushed forward, and the soul-capturing holy jar suddenly trembled, mobilizing the ghost king's formation to crush the Xuanji Sword Saint.
Sword Master Xuanji still stood where he was, looking extremely calm.
Until the Ghost King's formation arrived in front of him, his body turned into a lightsaber, bursting out with indestructible power and flying out with a whoosh, penetrating the formation.
Even the four ghost kings were all penetrated by the sword energy in an instant and turned into four groups of ghost energy.
"Pfft!"
The white lightsaber penetrated the holy body of Shiva.
Saint Shiva trembled all over, his old eyes became lifeless, and he murmured to himself: "You have actually... reached... that state..."
The next moment, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Saint Shiva's mouth.
She was still standing on the shore of the magma ocean, motionless, and the breath of life on her body had completely disappeared.
A gust of wind blew past her, and her body turned into grains of sand and flew out. In the end, only a white skeleton was left, and she fell to the ground with a bang.
Xuanji Sword Master landed lightly on the ground, looking calm and indifferent to everyone. He stretched out a hand, and the soul-stirring holy jar hanging in the sky fell into the palm of his hand.
He stared at the white bones not far away and sighed softly: "A beauty is buried with withered bones in vain, and a life of glory returns to dust. In five hundred years, how many lives are passing away? How many beautiful things have completely disappeared? What about life and death?"
What is the true meaning of?”
After resurrecting from the dead, Xuanji Sword Master's state of mind has been sublimated.
In the past, he had been pursuing kendo, and his lifelong wish was to reach the pinnacle of kendo. Now, he wants to pursue the true meaning of life even more.
He looked at the fleeing Half-Saints and shook his head gently, but did not continue to take action.
Xuanji Sword Master's powerful methods frightened all the monks hiding in the dark. No one dared to think about the treasure in the magma ocean, and they all retreated.
In the next few days, Zhang Ruochen led everyone to continue collecting rocks, digging for treasures in the magma ocean, and found some armor fragments and sacred bones.
By the sixth day, all the rocks and treasures in the center of the magma ocean were excavated. All the sacred blood terracotta at the bottom of the ocean was also transported into the world of the picture scroll.
"There are a total of twelve armor fragments, four divine bones, and a large amount of divine blood. With these treasures alone, you can build a huge family." Xiao Hei looked at Zhang Ruochen and said with a smile.
The Swallowing Elephant Rabbit, Demonic Ape, and Divine Demonic Rat all have green eyes, staring straight at the divine blood.
Even Mu Lingxi licked his lips playfully, gently touched his chin with two jade fingers, and said: "He is just a loner, how can he build a family?"
Zhang Ruochen, however, seemed quite calm. He took out a small jar of divine blood and handed it to Mu Lingxi, saying, "Everyone has been working very hard recently. Sister Duanmu, please share all of this divine blood."
Mu Lingxi took the jar carved from Jietian Shen wood and felt her heart beating rapidly.
There are at least a hundred drops in a whole jar of divine blood. Even a saint would be unable to remain calm with so much divine blood.
The three beasts had already made the container and were lying in front of Mu Lingxi, staring at her like three pugs.
Han Xue was quite curious. She stared at Zhang Ruochen's leaving figure and said, "Why didn't Master distribute the divine blood himself? Instead, he gave the divine blood to Sister Mu?"
Xiao Hei chuckled and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid it won't be long before you change your tune and call your sister Mu the master's wife."
Han Xue tilted her head and thought carefully. She really didn't understand why she called Sister Mu the master's wife. Isn't the master's sister Sister Yanchen?
In the past few days, Sword Master Xuanji has been staying in the scroll world, studying the blue stone tablet.
Zhang Ruochen came not far from the blue stone monument and stopped, just staring at Xuanji Sword Master without making a sound.
Xuanji Sword Master looked at the blue stone tablet without turning around and said: "This stone tablet is indeed the stone talisman left by the Empress of Thousand Bones. That black cat is not simple, it can actually see through this."
Zhang Ruochen stood upright, but his face showed joy, and he said: "In other words, it can really seal the passage between Yin and Yang?"
Xuanji Sword Master nodded and said: "The stone tablet contains extremely powerful power, which can suppress some of the rules between heaven and earth. However, as the black cat said, the power of the stone tablet can only suppress the passage at most.
Stay for a few years. After a few years, the passage will be opened again."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Now, only the undead from the periphery of the underworld are heading to the Kunlun Realm. With the current strength of the Kunlun Realm, they should be able to block them. However, in a few years, I am afraid that those powerful people deep in the underworld will also get the news.
, and enter the Kunlun realm. By then, the disaster will be even more serious."
Xuanji Sword Master turned around, looked at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "So, as my master, I am going to the depths of the underworld. I want to know what kind of place it is there."
"It's too risky! It is said that there is a second river of corpses deep in the underworld. It is dozens of times more dangerous than the outside of the underworld." Zhang Ruochen said.
"That's why we have to go. A few years later, when the stone tablet loses its function, the Kunlun Realm will be completely exposed and become a place where the undead from the underworld can invade at any time."
There was a kind of calmness and perseverance in Xuanji Sword Master's eyes, and he said: "If possible, I would like to bring Han Xue with me."
Zhang Ruochen immediately understood what Xuanji Sword Master meant and said, "Master, you want to find the Thousand Bones Empress?"
Xuanji Sword Master nodded, shook his head, and said: "It has been a hundred thousand years. Even the Empress of Thousand Bones has probably fallen into the depths of the underworld. However, she has definitely left a legacy. If Han Xue can
If you get her inheritance, you can grow up quickly."
"The moment I came back to life this time, I seemed to see a picture. The entire Kunlun world was destroyed, the sky turned blood red, the earth turned into pieces, and all living creatures died. I thought, maybe it was the sacred tree that connects the sky.
You want to tell me something, or maybe, that is the future of Kunlun Realm."
"So, all of us should do our best to prevent that day from coming."
All the hairs on Zhang Ruochen's body stood up, he took a breath of cold air and said, "Is a great disaster coming?"
In the history of Kunlun Realm, there have been many great catastrophes, and each great catastrophe will end an era.
Among them, the great catastrophe in the Middle Ages was the most terrifying. Even the gods all fell. It even threw the rules of heaven and earth into chaos. Until now, no one can become a god.
Xuanji Sword Master said: "Maybe, maybe not. However, we must prepare for the best and worst, otherwise, we will definitely be caught off guard."
Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time and said: "In that case, I will tell Han Xue, and if she agrees, let her accompany the master to the depths of the underworld."
…
An hour later, Zhang Ruochen, Han Xue, and Xuanji Sword Master appeared at the entrance of the Ghost Valley.
Han Xue was carrying the Void Sword and stood beside the Xuanji Sword Master. With a pair of clear eyes, she stared at Zhang Ruochen opposite, looking like she was crying but not crying, and said: "Master, I will try my best to follow you."
Master Shigong is learning swordsmanship. Although the depths of the underworld are dangerous, I am not afraid."