"" A small bead contains the blood of the corpse emperor. "

Zhang Ruochen whispered a sentence, his eyes looked puzzled.

The blood of the corpse emperor in the blue-eyed blue blood beads is quite weird. The Yinxuan Period just absorbed a drop, but its strength increased greatly, and it was not half weak compared to the first-line strong.

"嚎."

In the mouth of Xuanyin Xuanji, a long howl was issued, and the speed broke out again, turning into a white light, and hitting Zhang Ruochen.

This time, Zhang Ruochen was ready to move his right foot backwards, take a lunge, pinch the sword with both hands, and reach the state of unity between man and sword, but also turn into a streamer and fly forward.

Snorted.

The tip of Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with Yin Xuanji's chest.

He did not pierce his body, but made a sound of a collision of gold stones, as if a sword hit the top of Tieshan.

The two flew backwards at the same time, re-opening a distance of dozens of feet.

The shroud of Xuanyin Xuanji's body showed a slender golden pattern like cattle hair, densely intertwined.

He is the shroud, blocking the ancient sword of Shen Yuan.

Wu Yinxuanji's mouth made a hoarse voice, saying: "I have the Shroud of the Destined Emperor, and the blood of the Emperor's Blood. Today, you will surely die."

"I'm afraid you don't have that much ability," Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuanyin Xuanji's claws were raised at the same time. Behind him, a blue corpse appeared, exuding overbearing and eerie power.

Zhang Ruochen injected the holy spirit in the body into the ancient sword of Shen Yuan continuously, activating the inscriptions in the sword body for two thousand.

Sword battle.

Demonstration of Qian Qianwen was released together with the sword energy, and the fluttering Yinxuan Period flew and flew out dozens of miles away, hitting the walls of the ancient city.

Even if there is a shroud guard in the Yinxuan Period, it is difficult to bear the sword, and blood leaks between the gaps of the shroud.

After Zhang Ruochen broke through to the eighth-order semi-holy state, the grade of holy spirit in the body was also greatly improved. Even if there were many outbreaks of Qianwen Destruction, don't worry about the exhaustion of holy gas.

Xun Shi moved the exhibition space, Zhang Ruochen reached the top of the city wall, and once again caused Qianwen's destruction.

"Wow--"

Shen Yuan's ancient sword turned into a light shuttle, flew down and landed in the ruins.

Qi Jianqi is too scary, and the penetration is quite amazing. On the ground, a black hole with a diameter of three feet is left, and it is bottomless.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly and felt that the sword failed to hit Yin Xuanji.

"come back."

Zhang Ruochen stretched his five fingers and squeezed into the void.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out from the bottom of the hole and fell back into his hands.

十 About ten miles away from Zhang Ruochen, Yin Xuanji rushed out of the ground, holding his hands up, and the palms of the palms of the two hands poured out a steady stream of sacred air into the blue eyes and blue blood beads.

On the surface of the puppet beads, dense blood-red inscriptions emerged, converging together to form a puppet ghost eye.

The ghost eyes closed and did not open.

Even so, all the souls in the entire ancient city felt a suffocating force, exuding from the blue-eyed green blood beads.

"So horrible power fluctuations, it feels like the king of **** is coming to the earth."

"What's going on? Is there a holy spirit coming to Qinglongxu?"

Uh ...

All monks felt an invisible coercion, as if the sky was going to fall and the ground was sinking, making the legs shake uncontrollably.

若 Zhang Ruochen also has some emotions, isn't it: "Is there a corpse emperor seal inside that cyan bead?"

Taking the practice of Yinxuanji as an example, it seems that it is very difficult to support the blue eyes and blue blood beads. One pair of arms trembles constantly, and his mouth screams, "Open your eyes."

Ghost eyes on the blue blood beads opened a gap and fired a blood-red beam toward Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen didn't hit it hard, but moved the exhibition space to dodge to the right.

Even so, his left shoulder was still rubbed by the beam, leaving a wound and blood dripping.

"Wow!"

The second beam flew out and hit Zhang Ruochen again.

"Space distortion."

Zhang Ruochen released the realm of space and fully mobilized the power of space to form a series of six layers of distorted space.

However, the power contained in the light beam is quite terrible, without much distortion, flying over the right side of Zhang Ruochen's cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

I was barely a little bit, and Zhang Ruochen's head would be penetrated.

In fact, Yin Xuanji is also very uncomfortable. With his current practice, he cannot control the ghost eyes at all, and can only forcibly activate the power of Qingyan Bi Xuezhu.

Every time I hit a blow, a bang sounded from his body, emitting a mist of blood.

The two continued to fight each other, and each time, Zhang Ruochen was able to avoid the beam attack.

"Cut me."

Finally, Zhang Ruochen grabbed it once, rushed to the top of Yin Xuanji's head, and chopped out a crack in space.

"噗!"

A left arm of Xuan Yinxuan was chopped off, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Even if the shroud's defense is strong, after all, it still can't stop the space force.

"I don't agree, fight again." Yin Xuanji roared.

Zhang Ruochen smashed Shen Yuan's ancient sword and cut it with a sword.

Xu Yinxuanji screamed deep in his mouth, and could no longer support the blue-eyed and green blood beads. He stepped backward for ten steps, and half-knelt on the ground.

In the other direction, Huang Yanchen, Qing Mo, Da Sikong, Xiao Hei, and Zhao Shiqi finally broke through the large corpse array.

I lost the corpse array, and the monks who drove the corpses of the corpses could no longer suppress them.

Huang Yanchen's eyes were cold and he waved the holy sword. With every sword shot, there must be a monk who drove the corpse to the pool of blood.

In the corpse formation just now, Da Sikong suffered a minor injury.

At this moment, he was so angry that he held a Zen stick and smashed a war corpse into pieces.

After all, he is an orthodox Buddhist monk. Da Sikong did not have a great killing, otherwise, he would have to cut several monks who drove the dead to the ancient tribe.

The monks who rushed to the corpse saw that the Yinxuan Period was severely damaged by Zhang Ruochen. Suddenly, there was no fighting spirit, and it was difficult to organize an array attack again.

The situation was on one side, and the monks who drove the corpse ancient began to defeat.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Qingyan Bi Xuezhu, knowing that it must be the treasure of the ancient corpse, so he reached forward and grabbed it.

However, Qingyan Bi Xuezhu trembled fiercely, breaking free of Zhang Ruochen's holy air and flying to the sky.

Zhang Ruochen uttered a flick, revealing an incredible expression.

Tong Qingyan and Bi Xuezhu hung in the air. Inside, a young man's voice came out: "I didn't expect that there is a peerless master like you in this era. It is really amazing."

Tong Mingming is a very young voice, but it gives an ancient charm and a sense of vicissitudes.

Soon after, a 17-year-old young man, dressed in a black suit, walked out of the blue-eyed and blue-blooded blood.

The young man is very beautiful, his facial features are more delicate than women, his arms are behind his back, and he has a temperament that stands out from the rest of the world.

The monks and corpses of the ancient people who drove the corpses all kneeled on the ground, saying in unison: "Meet the Lord Corpse King."

Not only that, the indigenous corpses, like walking dead, climbed from the ground, kneeled on the ground, and worshiped the young man standing in the air.

The corpses worshipped.

The corpse emperor?

怎么 "How is that possible? Once the corpse emperor stepped into the Qinglong market, the whole world would collapse."

世 Zhao Shiqi felt that the vest was cold, his legs and stomach were a little soft, and he almost knelt on the ground.

All of Xiao Hei's hair stood up and said, "It's not necessarily true, it's really a corpse emperor. However, it should be just the body of the corpse emperor, not the true body of the corpse emperor. True body, it is very likely that in the blue-eyed green blood beads, it will not be able to descend to the Qinglong Ruins. "

既然 "In that case, why bother him and kill him directly," Da Sikong shouted.

Xiao Xiao gave him a black-and-white look and said, "Even if it is just a corpse of the corpse emperor, it is not that we can resist it."

Huang Yanchen immediately rushed forward and stood side by side with Zhang Ruochen.

The corpse emperor's face had a faint smile, and said, "My emperor was dead 70,000 years ago. I thought it would die forever. But I did not expect that the corpse was born again with the blue eyes and blue blood. New consciousness has emerged, and there is a chance to live again. "

"70,000 years ago ..."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he figured something. Suddenly, his expression shook and he guessed the identity of the corpse emperor.

The big man who died about 70,000 years ago is probably the only one.

"Wow--"

The corpse emperor fell from mid-air, rushed into the body of Yinxuanji, and merged together.

There was a miserable cry in Xuanyin Xuanji's body.

"Why does Lord Corpse Devour my Holy Spirit?"

"From the moment you were born, it already means that you are the carrier of the emperor. Only by swallowing your holy soul and borrowing your flesh can the emperor live for another life."

原来 "It turned out that you passed me the" Bi Xue Jing "just for today." Yin Xuanji roared.

"Originally, your physical body was the best rebirth, but unfortunately you are too weak to leave him in the grave. Now this physical body can only be regarded as being barely used."

Uh ...

The roar of Xuan Yin Xuanji became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

Immediately afterwards, Yinxuanji broke off his left arm and grew back. The shroud on his body was broken by a powerful force, and it shattered apart, just like a white butterfly falling on the ground.

A 17-year-old young man, standing in the center of the rag, is very handsome, with waterfall-like long black hair swaying in the wind, tall and straight, his skin is crystal-like, and his pupils glow blue, without a trace of his body Corpse gas, on the contrary, exudes a spirit of temperament.

"Finally back again!"

The corpse emperor looked at his hands ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Gently read a sentence, with a gentle smile on his face.

Da Dakong, Zhao Shiqi, and others also guessed the identity of the corpse emperor, showing a look of terror, unable to remain calm and calm.

According to legend, the ancient emperor who established a central empire has died 70,000 years, and now, once again, comes to the world to live a second life.

The corpse emperor was not in the state of its heyday, but was a new body and did not reach the holy realm.

However, he just stood there quietly, and caused a huge oppression to everyone present, destroying everyone's will to fight.

Maybe there is only Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen, and he can maintain his fighting spirit and be ready to fight at any time.

Uh ...

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