In the blood mist formed by the explosion of the head, there was a sharp whistle of the leader of Fengxian.

The sound was harsh, and all kinds of thoughts flew out.

Immediately, the Soul-Controlling Ghost Seal, which fell in the ruins, trembled violently, as if trying to break free from the suppression of the Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower.

At the same time, the mouths of the thirteen skulls uttered whistling noises, forming a string, flying from the sky and hitting the Dragon Lord.

There was a look of fear in the eyes of the dragon master, and he slapped a palm, which was powerful and majestic, and pierced through the headless body of the immortal leader, shattering his internal organs.

Unable to break the Tao of the Immortal Sect Master, the Dragon Master took off, and the light and shadow of the Myriad Dao Divine Dragon rushed out of his body, like a million dragons going out to sea.

Shenlong Light and Shadow wrapped the flying thirteen skulls, preventing them from approaching Fengxian Cult Master.

The dragon master sent a voice transmission to Zhang Ruochen, and his tone was a little anxious: "Hurry up and break through the formation, and use the earth cauldron to suppress the immortal leader."

Just when Zhang Ruochen was curious, why was he still so nervous when the Dragon Lord clearly succeeded in the sneak attack and severely injured the Fengxian leader.

The voice of the dragon master came again: "This old man is going to work hard! Those thirteen skulls are the heads of the thirteen leaders in the history of Fengxian Sect, and they all have a sea of ​​qi and divine origin. In a secret technique handed down from time to time, the cult leader Fengxian can gather the divine power of the thirteen cult leaders by sacrificing his own blood. At that time, no one will be his opponent."

Zhang Ruochen was stunned in his heart, and he secretly said, as expected of an old monster who has lived for millions of years, he really has a unique trick against the sky.

It really pushed them to a desperate situation, and when they were desperate, the heavens had to retreat.

Without the presidency of Fengxian, the power of the Guituo Yinsha formation dropped sharply. Zhang Ruochen transformed into the four images of Tai Chi and hit the formation light curtain. .

Fengxian Sect Master finally re-condensed his head, and there were still many cracks on his face, and he saw that a prehistoric world in the sky was pressed down.

This prehistoric world is derived from the earth tripod and exudes the divine light of its origin.

Who does not know the prestige of Jiuding?

Fengxian Cult Master is naturally terrified. While releasing the world of the gods to resist the world of the wild, he roared: "If you don't take action, this seat will only explode the source of the gods. At that time, the soul world will be destroyed, and everyone will die together."

"Crack!"

Under the ruins of Soul Town Palace, the ground swelled up and cracked many lines.

In the crack, a cold and bone-chilling corpse aura was released, and a dull roar was heard.

"Is it the **** realm giant of the corpse clan?" The dragon master's eyes froze.

"The secrets of ancient and modern overlap, the spirit is tyrannical, and the body is domineering. It should be the ancient powerhouse who took away his own body."

Zhang Ruochen's power burst out completely, his feet stepped on the ground tripod, and the prehistoric world suppressed the world of the cult leader Fengxian, forcing the cult leader Fengxian to raise his arms, so he could barely hold on, his legs trembled, which was extremely difficult.

After being injured one after another, he is far from his peak combat power!

Now, how could it be possible to fight against the earth cauldron and control thirteen skulls to deal with the dragon master?

"boom!"

The world of the gods was crushed by the earth tripod.

Zhang Ruochen raised the Pure Yang Divine Sword with both hands, aroused the spirit of Tianzun, performed one-word kendo, and slashed straight down.

"Bang bang!"

Fengxian sect master played dozens of battle soldiers, halberds, swords, axes, tomahawks..., but even the supreme sacred weapon, when it touched the Pure Yang Divine Sword, instantly cracked, and then melted into droplets.

The flame released by the Pure Yang Divine Sword can easily burn out the gods.

"Pfft", the Pure Yang Divine Sword split open the body of the cult leader Fengxian, and the divine blood splashed all over the ground.

Just this sword wiped out a lot of his divine substance and divine soul.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the cauldron, ready to suppress the leader of Fengxian into the cauldron.

Once successful, even if the leader of Fengxian blew himself up, he would not be afraid.

"Bang!"

A thick snake's tail rolled over, and countless rules floated up and down on the snake's scales, and flew towards Zhang Ruochen's ground tripod and flew out.

Zhang Ruochen was stunned when he touched the ground tripod with his body.

The ground tripod flew hundreds of miles away, smashed into the ground, and hit a towering mountain ridge.

Zhang Ruochen changed his position three times in a row, avoiding the snake's tail, and looked around.

I saw a Xuanwu the size of a sacred mountain, crawling out of the ground of the ruins of the Soul Town Palace, covered with a corpse-like aura. On the tortoise shell, there are many complex and bizarre divine inscriptions, like the lines of the Avenue of Heaven and Earth.

The black snake coiled around the turtle's back had a snake crown and a pair of red eyes. Zhang Ruochen just looked at those eyes for a moment, and then he felt that his consciousness became dazed and his soul was about to leave the body.

"It is the true ancestor of Xuanwu, a half-ancestor in the history of the demon **** world. Don't look at it, it has a powerful soul, and it is proficient in the magic of capturing the soul."

The dragon master forcibly pulled the thirteen skulls into his **** realm with the light and shadow of the dragon, and temporarily suppressed them. Then, he summoned a stone pillar of the devil, held the stone pillar, and flew straight towards the true ancestor of Xuanwu.

"boom!"

He swung out the stone pillar and fell heavily.

On the back of the tortoise of the Xuanwu True Ancestor, dense inscriptions appeared, showing extraordinary defensive power, and took the dragon master's blow.

The earth with a radius of 10,000 miles has sunk hundreds of meters.

There will be ancient powerhouses in the soul world, as Zhang Ruochen expected.

After all, this place is connected to Lihentian, and it is extremely suitable for the remnant soul cultivation of ancient powerhouses.

The true ancestor of Xuanwu is different from tellurium. It is the return of the remnant soul, which integrates into the corpse of the year, and embarks on the cultivation path of the corpse tribe. The strength is not to say that it has reached the half-ancestor, and it has not even reached the level of immortality.

Of course, with the tyranny of the half-ancestor's corpse and all kinds of exquisite defensive magical powers, the dragon master could not hurt it even with dozens of blows in a row.

On the contrary, its snake tail, like a more flexible stick, almost hit the dragon master.

"Uncle Long, take the sword!"

Zhang Ruochen played the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and then transmitted the sound to Dao Zun: "Senior Dao Zun, there must be other ancient powerhouses in the soul world, stop paddling water, and make a quick decision."

Abandoning these words, Zhang Ruochen chased after the leader of Fengxian.

Fengxian Cult Master had already escaped from Soul Rescue Palace, turned into a cloud of blood, and rushed toward the entrance of Santu River along a corpse river.

"Where is the sect leader going? Fengxianjiao has done all kinds of evil things over the years. It's the biggest cancer in the heaven. Now it's going to be settled. Do you think you can escape?"

Every step of Zhang Ruochen crossed the space and narrowed the distance with the leader of Fengxian.

At the same time, he developed Dao Fa, the clouds and mists in the sky were rushing, and a huge four-symbol image of Tai Chi was condensed, and the light emitted was brighter than the scorching sun.

The angry voice of the leader of Fengxian came from the blood cloud: "Shu Zixiu must be proud! You think everything is in your calculations? You are wrong, the soul world will be the tomb to bury you."

Not far from the entrance of the Santu River, the leader of Fengxian suddenly stopped, his green robe swelled up, and the blood flowed into the green robe, and countless rules and divine patterns filled the void, looking like he was about to fight Zhang Ruochen. .

Zhang Ruochen sensed the danger, stopped on the other side of the corpse river, and said, "I don't know which senior is sleeping in the corpse river?"

An unbelievable look emerged from the depths of the pupils of the Fengxian sect master.

Zhang Ruochen's perception ability is so strong? It can be compared with the immortal and immeasurable, and it is completely impossible to count him.

"Whoa!"

The corpse river boiled, and bubbles the size of face plates appeared.

A rotting angel flew out of the river of corpses, with a powerful aura that increased the air pressure in the surrounding space more than a thousand times.

The feathers, which were supposed to be pure white and flawless, had decayed into gray after millions of years.

The face that should be beautiful and noble is full of carrion and bones.

There is no bright aura, only a cold and rotten corpse aura.

I don't know which ancient powerhouse in the history of the Angel Race, in short, the breath and rhythm released from him are not weaker than the True Ancestor of Xuanwu.

"Who are you, who dares to disturb this seat to absorb soul power in the river of corpses, do you know that this is a capital crime?"

The corpse angel's pupils radiated white brilliance, and suddenly, bright rules appeared around the body, blending with the corpse aura, which was extremely strange.

Bright and evil.

Zhang Ruochen ignored the corpse angel, but looked at the leader of Fengxian and said, "The leader doesn't naively think that with a dead person, he can protect you well? No matter how strong he is, he has no profound meaning and no powerful artifact. How could it be possible? Is this elder's opponent?"

"What if we join forces?" Fengxian Sect Master said coldly.

He never dreamed that one day he would be pushed to such a desperate point by a boy who used to be regarded as an ant. I lost my prestige!

Zhang Ruochen's long hair fluttered in the gloomy wind, the ground cauldron was suspended above his head, and there were countless lightning currents flowing around him, and he said imposingly: "I'm sorry, the leader has been injured one after another, his combat power has dropped significantly, and he has lost thirteen skulls like this. The trump card means that I really have no threat to me. Why don't you blow yourself up and die with me?"

"Junior, you insult me ​​too much."

Both the Corpse Angel and the Immortal Cult Leader were provoked, and at the same time used attack and killing methods.

The corpse angel uses his arm as a knife, and the divine power in his body is released, and the world is darkened.

The arm swung out, smashing the mountains and rivers with one blow, piercing the soul world and the void world.

The leader of Fengxian used his magical powers, an altar condensed by the rules of death, to suppress Zhang Ruochen.

He is the main **** of the way of death, and he has mastered more than 10% of the profound meaning of death.

Naturally, Zhang Ruochen would not choose to fight one against two, use space shift, avoid their first wave of attacks, and appear above the corpse angel's head.

"Wow!"

A splendid silver brilliance bloomed from the palm of the hand, and the Suduo Huan silver tree shot out in an instant, turning into a ten thousand Buddha formation, trapping the corpse angel.

On the ground, after seeing the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, the leader of Fengxian knew that it was not good, and immediately fled to the Santu River.

"Is this kid just about to be invincible? The two powerhouses can't lock him when they release their divine soul aura at the same time, and he can easily avoid the magical attack. The first-grade divine way is too incredible, how can we fight?"

In the current state of the leader of Fengxian, he is definitely not Zhang Ruochen's opponent and can only escape.

Above the sky, the four images of Tai Chi, which had been condensed long ago, were suppressed, and the leader of Fengxian was locked in the center of the seal. In the entire imprint, countless time imprint light spots appeared.

Zhang Ruochen was afraid that the leader of Fengxian would explode the source of the gods, so he immediately rushed over with a cauldron, and from top to bottom, he took the leader of Fengxian into the cauldron.

The whole process happened between the electric light and flint.

Zhang Ruochen relied on the time power contained in the Promise Divine Dao to suppress the reaction speed of the leader of Fengxian.

"Bang!"

The earth tripod was struck by the Fengxian sect master, and the force wave spread to the outside world layer by layer, causing tens of thousands of miles of land to fly sand and rocks.

"Zhang Ruochen, I am going to smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces, and you can't escape from the soul realm today." The leader of Fengxian roared in the cauldron.

Zhang Ruochen's hand wearing a unicorn glove pressed down on the cauldron, releasing lightning into the cauldron, and said, "The sect leader has fallen to this point, and he can still say such tough words, he is indeed the leader of a sect, I admire !"

In a short confrontation, this land became fragmented, and the real world, the empty world, and the Santu River coexisted.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the void where countless fragments of rocks were floating, and the Santu River was flowing forever.

"The leader of the Fengxian Sect was actually suppressed like this?"

How could Dao Zun think that Zhang Ruochen is so good, it can no longer be described as young and promising, maybe only "young ancestors" are really suitable. For a time, he only felt that his old face was dull, and looked at Xun Yangzi with a very unkind expression.

Xun Yangzi turned and fled, rushing towards the entrance to Lihentian.

"Old friend, you should stay with the old monster Fengxian!"

Dao Zun held a short knife and raised it above his head.

Suddenly, in the starry sky where the soul world is located, all the rules of the Dao of the Blade gathered towards him.

Over his head, layers of dark clouds appeared.

In the dark clouds, countless knife lights are flying.

"Wow!"

Dao Zun slashed out, and the ground beneath his feet cracked, spreading to the horizon.

The entire soul world seems to be divided into two.

Xun Yangzi's face changed wildly, stared at the starry sky, and said: "Xie Fu Xiehuang, if you don't make a move, no one will be able to reverse the defeat today!"

Above the cloudy sky, in the starry sky outside the soul realm, stars are twinkling.

Then these stars turned into talismans, and turned into a sea of ​​blood-red talismans. Instead of helping Xun Yangzi deal with Dao Zun, he took a step ahead of Xun Yangzi, flew into Lihentian, and disappeared.

escape!

Originally outside the soul realm, the blood talisman Evil Emperor, who helped cover up the secrets of this starry sky, actually escaped like this!

Xun Yangzi didn't have time to give birth to a feeling of despair. The light of the sword was already coming towards his face. He would definitely not be able to stop it, and he would definitely not be able to escape. He had to escape into the interior of the Immortal Jin Mingyang Wheel.

"Bang!"

Immortal Jin Mingyang Wheel was split by the sword light and flew out, UU reading www. uukanshu. com smashed through space and fell into the depths of the void world.

Dao Zun chased into the world of nothingness, ready to make up for the sword.

Zhang Ruochen suppressed a turbulent cauldron into the world of the gods, and chased it into the world of nothingness. All the other monks could escape, but Xun Yangzi could not.

Zhang Ruochen needs his profound meaning of gold.

In addition, Zhang Ruochen was also very excited about the artifact of the Immortal Jin Mingyang Wheel, and he couldn't take the knife for cheap.

Dao Zun has been paddling the water without using his full strength. He has always been observing Zhang Ruochen's strength. At the same time, he must also want to see how many masters Zhang Ruochen has hidden in the dark.

"Elder Ruochen, go and help Jiwang deal with the true ancestor of Xuanwu, a mere Xun Yangzi, this old man can handle it!"

"No, Dao Zun, your old man is struggling too hard. The younger generation will help you."

(End of this chapter)