The Santu River was filled with floating corpses and the water was turbid.
Perhaps due to the influence of the Thousand Stars, the rules of death are active on the river, and the dark atmosphere is surging.
The dark wind howls like the roar of gods and demons.
The bloody wings on the back of the Blood God of War spread out in pairs, emitting golden light.
He flapped his wings, flew out of the divine ship, floated above the water, faced the boundless cloud of ghosts, and with his shirt flying, he said: "If you don't retreat, you will force me to take action."
The ghost master stood in the Hunyuan ghost aura and said with a fearless smile: "Why are you so stingy? We don't ask for much, just give us a little. If we really want to fight, the gods of the three tribes in my heart will keep chasing them.
It will be bad if you delay the auspicious time!"
On this Santu River, the Ghost Lord occupies an absolute favorable position, and today there are thousands of stars in the sky, so naturally he is not afraid of the bloody God of War.
At the peak of Taixu, he has such confidence.
"Xue Jue, what are you doing? Is it you or Zhang Ruochen who is getting married today?" A ball of corpse aura emerged from the bottom of the water, and Xu Liao's huge body was suspended in the corpse aura.
The power of the Great God of Taixu Realm shook the sky, and his voice spread across the starry sky.
"We want to see Young Master Ruochen and ask him to come out and reveal the divine stone."
Many ghost cultivators, corpse cultivators, and bone cultivators started making noises.
On board the Bloody Divine Centipede, Zhang Ruochen smiled coldly, then moved his figure, crossed the void, and appeared on the water not far from the Bloody God of War.
His jade robes were gilded with gold, and his hair was bound by a purple crown. He had an aura of majesty that was unparalleled in the world.
"I'm not a young gentleman, so please don't shout randomly. On a big day, if you start to raise your hands, everyone's face will not look good. Just give me some money!"
Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and tens of thousands of sacred stones flew toward the ghost cloud like a shower of stars.
After a period of looting, all the sacred stones were taken away.
A divine voice came out, saying: "Too little, just such a small number of divine stones is not enough."
"Too little!"
"Too little!"
…
All the undead monks shouted out in unison.
Ten thousand divine stones are naturally not too few, and many gods cannot get them.
Zhang Ruochen's smile faded and his eyes darkened: "I don't think you are here to make money, but are deliberately looking for trouble."
The ghost master said: "Young Master Ruochen, please don't get angry. We are here to congratulate you sincerely. We are here to stop the wedding and we also want to have a good time. However, repaying debts is a matter of course. Young Master owes you the Disha Bell in Disha Ghost City. Is it right?"
Is it time to come again?”
"Repaying debts is a matter of course."
The ghost cultivators in the Disha Ghost City all shouted together.
There were even drums beating.
Are you here to stop the marriage?
Is this still a congratulation?
Zhang Ruochen said: "Why don't I remember that I owe you the Disha Bell? The Disha Bell is with Senior Xutian. If you have the ability, go and ask him for it."
"Wow!"
The space vibrated, and the dragon's roar was deafening.
The blood dragon halberd appeared in the hands of the Blood God of War, and the blood energy condensed into the image of thousands of troops, clashing with the ghost clouds on the opposite side.
The Ghost Master's eyes were fixed on the Blood God of War, and then on the old figure on the bow of the Luoyun Divine Ship. He bowed slightly and said, "Okay, I won't pay off the debt I owe to the Earthly Ghost City today.
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The Ghost Lord retreated, but Xu Liao took off.
His body was like a majestic sacred mountain, and an endless world of gods could be faintly seen above his head. He raised his voice and said: "Young Master Ruochen, you owe me the secrets. If you don't pay me back, today I will be burned to death.
If you want to block it, can you do it?"
Xu Liao's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he wasn't just talking. If he couldn't regain the secret, he would never be able to see the boundless realm again in this life.
Rather than living in ridicule and resentment from now on, it is better to fight to the death.
He was confident that the Blood God of War and Zhang Ruochen would definitely compromise and would not really force a Taixu Realm great god to self-destruct his divine source. No one could afford the consequences.
The ghost master stepped aside to watch the show. The only thing he was worried about now was whether the old patriarch would intervene?
However, if the old patriarch takes action, it will really be a big drama.
When the time comes, the corpse tribe will naturally have an old antique-level existence to compete with the old patriarch.
The Blood God of War couldn't help but frown, and thought to himself, it's really troublesome. I don't know if this Xu Liao was bewitched or was instigated by someone to actually show such a decisive will.
It’s just a matter of self-destructing the divine source in the Santu River. On the occasion of the wedding, if one self-destructs the divine source in the Temple of Destiny, something big will happen.
In fact, Zhang Ruochen really wanted to take this opportunity to turn around and leave, blaming the ghost master, Xu Liao and the others for the failure of the marriage.
He can be shameless.
However, there is the face of the Blood God of War, the face of the old patriarch, and the face of Xu Tian, so it is impossible for Zhang Ruochen to do that.
Zhang Ruochen showed a sarcastic smile on his face and said: "Great God Xu Liao, I have no enmity with you at all. It was you who shouted at me to kill me, so I took away your secret. It's a small punishment but a big warning. No.
Think about it, on my wedding day, you still dare to jump out and act so arrogantly, do you really think that I don’t dare to kill you?"
When the last sentence came out, the sound was shocking.
There was no smile on Zhang Ruochen's face anymore.
Xu Liao deliberately provoked Zhang Ruochen and said, "Little Ruochen, you are too crazy! If you can rely on your own ability to receive three strikes from me, I will turn around and leave today, and never step out of the Corpse Temple again in this life."
"Okay! If you can take my three moves, I will return the secret to you."
When Zhang Ruochen said these words, he had already moved in space and appeared in front of Xu Liao. The eighteen rounds of Yin and Yang instantly unfolded and evolved into eighteen space god formations.
The formation inscriptions are like dense divine chains, and the chaotic space either expands or contracts.
After seven thousand years of seclusion and cultivation, Zhang Ruochen's mental power has increased from the early stage of the seventy-eighth level to the peak of the seventy-eighth level.
This kind of cultivation speed is shocking to the world in the field of spiritual power.
It should be noted that as disciples of Qingtian, the six masters have practiced for hundreds of thousands of years and have only reached the peak of seventy-nine.
With his mental power greatly increased, his control of the Eighteen Yin and Yang Bureaus naturally became more sophisticated. The moment he deployed the formation, he was able to force Xu Liao into sinking into the water.
As if eighteen great worlds were pressing down on him, space was squeezing in from all directions. Xu Liao let out a long roar, and divine flames erupted from his body, distributing the heat of burning heaven and earth, tearing apart the space, and dense void cracks appeared.
"Wow!"
Six divine swords appeared around Zhang Ruochen, and countless sword shadows appeared in the void, forming a sword formation.
The power of the artifact spread throughout the star field where the World of Life and Death Star is located, and all the rules of swordsmanship were triggered.
The Liuheyi Sword Jingshen Formation came down and struck Xu Liao.
The divine energy in Xu Liao's body was activated crazily, and the fist glove, a sub-god-level supreme holy weapon in his hand, burst out with dazzling brilliance like a star, and struck the sword array falling from the sky.
"Pfft!"
After six sword strikes, Xu Liao's body was cut into dozens of pieces.
Corpse blood fell like rain, falling on the fleet picking up the bride, and on the dark clouds of ghosts.
The whole world was silent.
The Ghost Lord and the Blood God of War were stunned, and the shock in their hearts could not be described in words.
The other gods and holy monks were naturally even more confused and couldn't believe the scene they saw in front of them.
one move!
With just one move, Zhang Ruochen chopped a Taixu Realm master into four pieces.
In the past nineteen years, in order to save face, the Ghost Master and others have spared no effort to secretly declare that Zhang Ruochen only borrowed the power of the Sword Ancestor and the power of the old corpse ghost to escape from them. In the end, he is just a new student.
He is just a great god, and his own combat power is not very strong.
How could this sword not scare them silly today?
Zhang Ruochen stood on the water, his jade robe was spotless, surrounded by six swords, full of heroic spirit, holding a blood-stained sub-god-level supreme holy weapon fist glove in his hand, and said: "I am very happy today, I will not kill the enemy. This glove will be used as
This is your gift!"
Xu Liao's divine body condensed again, his face pale and lonely, as if he had lost his soul.
Without saying a word, he walked away.
Obviously, he may not be able to recover from the blow he suffered today.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Guiyun opposite and said, "Since you are here to congratulate me sincerely, why not also leave a few congratulatory gifts?"
All the monks were trembling with fear and showed signs of awe.
The ghost cloud recedes like a tide, and no one wants to follow Xu Liao's footsteps.
The Ghost Lord retreated to the outside of a temple, stared at Zhang Ruochen for a long time, and then stared at the Blood God of War again, saying: "This grandson of the great clan leader is worthy of being the most talented person in the world today. I believe that it won't be long before he can break into the infinite."
The God King Qinglu is right, he can indeed change the pattern of the God Realm."
"let's go!"
After the temple flew out, it quickly disappeared into the clouds and mist.
There was roaring laughter on the one hundred and ten wedding ships.
Under the leadership of Xuetu, all the monks shouted Zhang Ruochen's name in unison.
"Zhang Ruochen killed Taixu with one sword", this matter spread quickly under the promotion of the ghost master and other gods.
It is better to kill someone than to praise someone.
Arriving on the Luoyun Divine Ship, the Blood God of War had a complicated look in his eyes and said, "Your current strength is already above that of Hai Shang Youruo."
"It's just borrowing the power of the formation and the divine sword."
Zhang Ruochen added: "Besides, Xu Liao's divine body was beaten to pieces by the old ghoul before, and his strength is far inferior to his peak state. In other early stages of Taixu Realm, if I want to win, it will never be so easy."
The Blood God of War nodded and said: "Don't be arrogant when you win, and don't complain when you lose. This is a good character. You have also fought against many great gods in the Taixu Realm, so you should know their strength."
"It's precisely because we know it well that we never dare to underestimate them." Zhang Ruochen said.
There is a big gap between Taixu Realm and Taibai Realm. Although Hai Shang Youruo is almost invincible in Taibai Realm, when he meets the great masters in the early stage of Taixu Realm, he still loses nine times out of ten.
Only existences with strong foundations like the Blood God of War and Huangtian can compete at the peak of Taibai Realm and the early stage of Taixu Realm.
Without the blessing of the Divine Sword and the Eighteen Bureaus of Yin and Yang, Zhang Ruochen's combat power may not be much stronger than Hai Shang Youruo. He still needs to spend a lot of time to accumulate and accumulate, and he is far from the point where he can be arrogant.
No matter how you say it, Zhang Ruochen can compete with the great gods of Taixu Realm based on his own strength alone.
Along the way, no monks stopped the marriage.
Although there were people watching from a distance, they were all wary and did not dare to get too close.