The tragic death of the two saints of the ancient tribe of the corpse drove countless people to death.

The face of Shiva Saint also became quite pale. I never expected that after the Xuanji Sword Saint came to life, he would become so powerful, which was even more powerful than his peak period.

The Shiva Saint's eyes stared at Feng Yinchan and Yin Xuanji, and shouted coldly: "Escape quickly."

The semi-saints of the ancient ghost-raising tribe and the ancient corpse-driven tribe immediately used their body skills, fled to the distance, rushed out of the valley of ghosts and gods, spread out in all directions, and flew in all directions.

The Shiva Saint did not escape.

When Xuan Ji Sword Saint killed Saint Dong and Saint Zixu, she knew that Xuan Ji Sword Saint was very firm and could not let her escape.

The more she wanted to escape, the faster she died.

Rather than doing this, it is better to go all out in a battle, and perhaps, there is some hope.

The Shiva Saint can control the Soul-Seeing Holy Can, and naturally has a very high status in the ancient ghost-raising tribe. Among the saints in the Kunlun Realm, they are also quite powerful figures.

"Ghost King Formation."

A huge black vortex condensed above the head of the Shiva Saint.

The Soul-Surveying Holy Can is located in the center of the vortex, slowly rotating, causing a violent hurricane. Thousands of ghosts flew quickly in the vortex, making harsh screams.

Among them, the shadows of the four ghost kings are the largest, more than ten feet tall, just like four giants standing in four directions of the vortex.

The Ghost King Formation gathers the power of four ghost kings and millions of ghosts. As they rotate quickly, the power they emit becomes stronger and stronger.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint stood in the air, looking light and light. He glanced at the Shiva Saint and said, "Five hundred years ago, Feng Shiva, who was the ancient ghost-raising tribe, was also the beauty that the young generation of geniuses rushed to pursue. Five hundred years later, we met you again, and then we realized that the beauty of the past is so old."

The Shiva Saint touched his wrinkled face, smiled, and said, "I remember that you were always fighting with Jiuyou at that time. Either you win or he won. I thought that there was only sword in your heart, but I didn't expect that you actually remember me at that time."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint and Shiva Saint are monks of the same era, and they are also outstanding heroes. When they were young, they were passionate and beautiful, and they always attended some grand events. Therefore, they have seen each other several times.

One person is resurrected from the dead, and the other is about to die.

Although they are two people who are facing each other in life and death, they can still talk about the past when they were young. I am afraid that only the saints can do this.

The two of them didn't say much, and the two huge holy powers had accumulated to their peak.

The pair of dry arms of the Saint Shiva slowly pushed forward, and the Soul-Seeing Saint Can suddenly trembled, mobilizing the Ghost King's Formation, and crushing towards Xuanji Sword Saint.

Xuanji Sword Saint was still standing there, looking particularly calm.

Until the Ghost King Formation arrived in front of him, his body turned into a lightsword, exploded with invincible power, flew out with a whistle to penetrate 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.

"Puff!"

The white lightsaber penetrates the holy body of Shiva.

The Shiva Saint trembled all over, his old eyes became without a trace of radiance, and he murmured to himself: "You have actually... reached...that level..."

The next moment, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the Saint Shiva's mouth.

She was still standing on the shore of the magma ocean, motionless, and the breath of life on her body completely disappeared.

A gust of wind blew over, and her body turned into sand and flew out. In the end, only a white bone was left, and with a bang, she fell to the ground.

Xuanji Sword Saint fell to the ground lightly, making everyone calm and calm. They stretched out a hand and the soul-catching holy jar hanging in the sky fell to the palm of his hand.

His eyes stared at the bones not far away and sighed softly: "The dry bones of the beauty are buried in white, and the beauty of the world will be returned to the dust for a lifetime. In five hundred years, how many lives are passing away? How many beautiful things have completely disappeared? What is the true meaning of life and death?"

After resurrecting from the dead, Xuan Ji Sword Saint's state of mind was sublimated.

In the past, he had been pursuing swordsmanship, and his lifelong wish was to reach the peak of swordsmanship. Now, he wanted to pursue the true meaning of life even more.

His eyes looked at the half-saints who were escaping, but just shook his head gently and did not continue to take action.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint shocked all the monks hidden in the dark, and no one dared to shoot treasures in the magma ocean, and they retreated one after another.

In the next few days, Zhang Ruochen led everyone to continue collecting rocks, digging out treasures in the magma ocean, and found some armor fragments and divine bones.

Until the sixth day, all the rocks and treasures in the central area of ​​the magma ocean were excavated. All the divine blood terracotta at the bottom of the ocean were transported into the world of map scrolls.

"There are twelve pieces of armor, 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 smiled.

The Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit, the Demon Ape, the Gods and Demon Rats all had green eyes and stared at the divine blood.

Even Mu Lingxi licked his lips playfully, touched his chin with two jade fingers, and said, "He is just a lonely man, how can he establish a family?"

Zhang Ruochen seemed quite calm, took out a small can of divine blood, handed it to Mu Lingxi, and said, "In recent times, everyone has worked very hard. Senior Sister Duanmu, you can divide all these divine blood."

Mu Lingxi took the jar carved from the Tianshen Wood, and felt his heart beating straight.

There are at least a hundred drops of divine blood in a whole can. Even a saint, carrying so much divine blood, may find it difficult to maintain peace.

The three beasts had already made containers and lay in front of Mu Lingxi, staring at her like three pugs.

Han Xue was quite curious and stared at Zhang Ruochen's leaving figure and said, "Why didn't Master distribute divine blood by himself, but hand over divine blood to Sister Mu instead?"

Xiao Hei smiled and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid it won't take long to change your words and call your sister Mu the master's wife."

Han Xue leaned her head and thought carefully, but she really didn't understand why she called Sister Mu the Master's Lady. Isn't Master's Lady Yan Chen?

These days, Xuan Ji Sword Saint has been staying in the world of the scrolls and studying the blue stone tablet.

Zhang Ruochen came not far from the blue stone tablet, stopped, and just stared at Xuan Ji Sword Saint without saying a word.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint looked at the blue stone tablet without turning around, and said, "This stone tablet is indeed the stone talisman left by the Queen of Thousand Bones. That black cat is not simple, and it can even see through this."

Zhang Ruochen stood up straight, but his face showed joy, and said, "In other words, can it really seal the passage between the Yin and Yang realms?"

Xuan Ji Sword Saint nodded and said, "The stone tablet contains extremely powerful power, which can suppress some rules between heaven and earth. However, as the black cat said, the power of the stone tablet can only suppress the passage for a few years at most. After a few years, the passage will open again."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Now, only the undead outside the underworld are heading to the Kunlun Realm. With the current power of the Kunlun Realm, they should be able to block them. However, a few years later, I am afraid that the strong people in the deep underworld will also learn the news and enter the Kunlun Realm. By then, the disaster will be even more serious."

Xuan Ji Sword Saint turned around, looked at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "So, I want to go to the depths of the underworld. I want to know what kind of place it is."

"It's too risky! It is said that there is a second corpse river deep in the underworld. It is dozens of times more dangerous than the outer periphery 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 dead in the underworld can invade at any time."

There was a kind of calmness and perseverance in Xuanji Sword Saint's eyes, and he said, "If you can, I really want to bring Han Xue with me."

Zhang Ruochen immediately understood the meaning of Xuan Ji Sword Saint and said, "Master wants to find the Thousand Bone Empress?"

Xuan Ji Sword Saint nodded, shook her head again, and said, "It has been 100,000 years. Even the Thousand Bone Empress may have fallen deep in the underworld. However, it must have left behind the inheritance. If Han Xue can obtain her inheritance, she will grow up quickly."

"At the moment I came to life this time, I seemed to see a picture. The entire Kunlun Realm was destroyed, the sky turned blood red, the earth turned into pieces, and all living things died. I think, maybe it was the Shenmu of the Heavens that wanted to tell me something, or maybe that was the future of Kunlun Realm."

"So, all of us should make the best efforts to prevent that day from coming."

Zhang Ruochen stood up all over his body, took a breath of cold air, and said, "Is the great disaster coming?"

In the history of Kunlun Realm, many great disasters have occurred, and each great disaster will end an era.

Among them, the great catastrophe in the Middle Ages was the most terrifying, and even the gods fell. Even the rules of heaven and earth were chaotic. Until now, no one could become a god.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint said: "Maybe yes, or maybe not. However, we must have the best and worst plan, otherwise we will definitely be caught off guard."

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time and said, "Since that's the case, I'll tell Han Xue that if she agrees, let her accompany her master to the depths of the underworld."

...

An hour later, Zhang Ruochen, Han Xue, and Xuan Ji Sword Saint appeared at the entrance of the Ghost Valley.
Chapter completed!