"The more dangerous the place is, the more opportunities it is. If I don't go in and try it in person, how can I know if I will encounter a treasure that is more precious than the medicine for resurrection?" Feng Han's energy was full, and there was a smile on his pale face.

Feng Han's will was very firm, and other semi-saints of the Immortal Vampire clan were not able to continue to stop him, so he had to obey his orders.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Feng Han felt an extremely powerful sword energy rising from the darkness.

His eyes looked in the direction where the sword energy came.

I saw a black sword energy beam flying towards him at a very fast speed. At the top of the beam was a black ancient sword. There were dozens of sword-shaped sword energy behind the ancient sword, arranged in a shuttle shape, and rushed forward.

“Bold.”

A low growl came from the camp of the Immortal Vampire.

The half-saint of the alien city took a step forward, flew up from the ground, stood three meters high, stretched out a pair of wrinkled dry palms, and pushed forward.

A series of crimson bloodshots flew out from the palms and condensed into a blood-colored light curtain that was as high as a hundred feet tall.

However, the power of the black ancient sword exploded was quite powerful. With a pop, it pierced through the light curtain and continued to fly forward.

"What a strong penetration." The Semi-Saint of the Foreign City was a little surprised.

Immediately, in the camp of the Immortal Blood Clan, there were three half-saints who took continuous action to fly back the murderous ancient black sword.

The black ancient sword flew into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Han stared at the black ancient sword, and the figure of the owner of the ancient sword immediately appeared in his mind. Then, a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was talking to himself: "He actually came to the underworld, God really helped me."

In the darkness, there are naturally many human monks hidden. They come from various major forces and none of them appear.

"Who is it that he dared to take the initiative to attack the sixth prince of the Immortal Vampire? Don't you know that the Immortal Vampire is at its magnificent momentum and has already begun to attack Kunlun Realm."

Ye Honglei was wearing a red gauze and stood under a grave, looking into the direction of the Ghost Valley, with a charming smile on his lips.

Ye Honglei was the former Red Desire Star Envoy. After the death of Emperor Yi, she and Orange Moon Star Envoy Murong Yue became the most qualified person to compete for the position of the young master of the Yipin Hall in the black market.

Moreover, she has gained strong support from the Nine Nether Sword Saint, the Fantasy Saint and the Ye family, and has vaguely gained a considerable advantage.

This time, Ye Honglei came to the underworld in great danger and looked for the resurrection medicine. In fact, he wanted to present the resurrection medicine to an ancestor in Yipintang, the black market.

As long as she can get the support of that ancestor, she can completely defeat Murong Yue and become the new generation of young master of Yipintang, the black market in the East Region.

Behind Ye Honglei, a young man in purple clothes, who was about twenty-seven or eight years old, looked like sword-browed eyebrows and eagle-eyed eyes, and a temperament radiated from his body, saying: "There are more than a dozen semi-saint-level powerful men around the sixth prince of the Immortal Blood Clan. It is indeed not a wise act to oppose him."

This person is one of the new generation of Seven Evil Stars selected by Ye Honglei, the Purple Mirror Stars.

The Purple Mirror Star Envoy was once a genius who had been practicing for 60 years and reached the semi-saint realm. Now he has become the overlord of the black market in the East Region.

The Blue Scale Star Sword smiled and said, "I don't know who it is. I'm so bold that I dare to fight against the Immortal Vampire. If I don't have strong strength, I'm afraid I'll die here."

Ye Honglei's charming eyes looked into the darkness, and she looked a little curious.

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

In the darkness, a huge red rabbit walked out without any rush. Every time he took a step, the ground would shake suddenly.

Zhang Ruochen stood above the head of the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit, with a very tall figure and a cold look on his eyes.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan floated above his head as if it had no weight, forming a sword energy field with a diameter of seven meters, like a ball of light, guarding him in the center of the field.

The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit walked to the opposite side of Feng Han, about a hundred feet before stopping, bulging his magic eyes, staring at the semi-saints on the opposite side, without any fear.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's figure, Feng Han smiled and said, "Sixth Junior Brother, I really didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. When I saw your sword, I guessed that it must be you."

"Since you know that I am nearby, you should escape as soon as possible is the most correct way to do it. Don't you know that I want to kill you?" Zhang Ruochen said coldly.

Feng Han's face remained unchanged, but the semi-saints who entered the underworld with him could not tolerate the other party's disrespect for the Sixth Prince, and all showed hostile eyes.

"Shadowless."

The semi-saint of the alien city mobilized the rules of wind and fire, spread a pair of seven-meter-long blood wings on their backs, stretched out to the outside world with soft armor.

The rules of the holy path gathered together on the wings and merged with the holy energy. Then, the wings suddenly slammed a huge storm and rolled towards Zhang Ruochen.

The Fenghuo Avenue ranks 1,867 among the Three Thousand Avenues, and is also the rule of the holy path that the semi-saints in the alien city are practicing.

During the storm, the fire dragon and the wind blade shuttled each other, making a harsh howling sound.

Because martial arts are integrated with the rules of wind and fire, the power and bioqualitative changes of martial arts have caused this world to fluctuate continuously.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the back of the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit expressionlessly. The ancient sword of Chenyuan made a sword sound, flew out automatically, and swung forward one.

"Wow!"

A sword energy flew out, pierced through the storm, and appeared in front of the half-saint of the alien city.

The half-saint of the alien city once again felt the opponent's powerful sword cultivation and quickly retreated backward. At the same time, he slapped his palm on his chest, activated the protective treasures on his body one after another, forming seven defensive layers.

With a series of explosions, the seven defensive layers were cut through in an instant.

At the last moment, a silver shield appeared in the chest of the semi-saint of the alien city, which barely blocked the sword energy.

Even so, the half-saint of the alien city suffered severe damage and flew backwards, the skin of his body shattered, and blood kept flowing out of the armor.

"What a powerful sword. The half-saint of the alien city has practiced for more than two hundred years and has comprehended the Fenghuo Dao to an extremely high level, but he can't stop his sword."

"Is the attack power of the sword cultivator so terrible?"

...

Feng Han stared at the severely injured half-saint of the alien city. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Ruochen again and said, "It's not long before I see you. My junior brother's cultivation has improved so much, which is really beyond my senior brother's expectations."

Zhang Ruochen took back the ancient sword of Chenyuan and said lightly: "I will naturally work harder in order to kill you."

An old man with a young face walked out from Feng Han's left, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said in a low voice: "Sixth Prince, I will deal with him."

This person, called Shuntian Half Saint, is the strongest person in the Immortal Vampire camp, and is 440 years old.

Even though the lifespan of the Immortal Blood Clan is longer than that of the human cultivators of the same realm, the Shuntian Half Saint has reached its limit, leaving only one or two years of life.

That's why he came to the underworld and looked for the medicine for resurrection to extend his life.

Next to the half-saint Shuntian stood a very fierce Kongming beast.

The Kongming Beast could feel the master's anger, revealing its sharp fangs and a pair of golden pupils. It glared at Zhang Ruochen opposite, making a roaring sound.

Zhang Ruochen naturally noticed the old man beside Feng Han. When the old man looked at him, he immediately felt like his body was fixed.

In other words, as long as the old man attacks Zhang Ruochen, he will not be able to avoid it.

Feng Han shook his palm gently and said with a smile: "Why do you need Senior Shuntian to take action against a mere cultivator in the Yulong Realm? Besides, the grudges between our brothers should naturally be resolved by this prince himself."

Zhang Ruochen is a successor of time and space. He must have many amazing treasures on his body, such as the Torrent Sword, the Buddha Emperor's Relics... and so on.

If the half-saint of Shuntian takes action and wait for him to kill Zhang Ruochen, wouldn’t those treasures be taken into his own pocket?

Feng Han would not think that a semi-saint overlord of the immortal blood clan who was about to die of old age would really be so respectful to him as a prince.

If you get the treasure, the half-saint of Shuntian will definitely embezzle it.

"He is a monk from the Yulong realm?"

The half-saint Shuntian was also quite surprised and stared at Zhang Ruochen again.

He didn't pay attention before. At this moment, when he looked carefully, the young man opposite seemed to have not cultivated the holy soul.

In the darkness, a large sound of gasping sounded. No one expected that the young man standing on the back of the elephant-swalking rabbit turned out to be a monk in the fish and dragon realm.

Can a cultivator in the Yulong Realm defeat a semi-saint of the Immortal Blood Clan with one sword?

You should know that the semi-saint has mobilized the rules of the holy path. Even the cultivator in the Fish and Dragon Realm, even the sword cultivator with the highest attack power, cannot defeat the rules of the holy path.

"With such a powerful combat power, he must be the king of the younger generation. Why haven't he seen him at the Zhenzi Banquet?"

Ye Honglei's beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen's body, and a crystal clear red lips opened slightly, saying, "It turned out to be him... how could it be..."

"Could it be that the young master knows this person?" asked Zi Jingxing Envoy.

"Of course I know that this person was once the enemy of our Black Market Yipintang. He killed two star envoys. Everyone in the world thought he was dead. Who would have expected that he was still alive?"

Ye Honglei didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment, both shocking, curiosity and some expectations.

Hearing this, all the seven star envoys reacted behind her and guessed Zhang Ruochen's identity.

"Could it be... he is the dead successor of time and space?" The Blue Scale Star Envoy's eyes widened, and his chin was about to fall to the ground.

Ye Honglei nodded slightly, and a charming and affectionate expression appeared on his snow-white face, saying, "It's becoming more and more interesting. If this news comes back to Kunlun Realm, it will probably cause a huge shock."

"Young Master, if we bring his head back to the Black Market Yipin Hall, we will definitely be able to make your reputation more than Murong Yue and even the former Di Yi. After all, when Di Yi was alive, he never fought with Zhang Ruochen." Zi Jingxing Envoy said in a low voice.

"No hurry."

Ye Honglei smiled and said, "Let him fight with the Immortal Vampire first. I'm very curious. How powerful is his current strength?"
Chapter completed!