"The more dangerous the place, the more full of opportunities, if I don't go in and break through in person, how do I know if I will encounter a treasure more precious than the elixir of death?" Feng Han's spirit was full, and there was a smile on his pale face.

Feng Han's will was very firm, and the demi-saints of the other undead blood clans could not continue to stop him, so they had to obey his orders.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Feng Han felt an incomparably powerful sword qi rising from the darkness.

His gaze looked in the direction where the sword qi came from.

I saw that a black pillar of sword qi flew towards him at an extremely fast speed. At the top of the pillar of light was a black ancient sword, and behind the ancient sword, there were dozens of sword-shaped sword qi, arranged in a shuttle shape, rushing forward.

"Bold. ”

In the camp of the undead blood clan, there was a low roar.

The Half-Saint of the Other City took a step forward, flew off the ground, stood at a height of three feet, stretched out a pair of wrinkled dry palms, and pushed forward.

Crimson bloodshot flew out of the palm and condensed into a blood-colored light curtain as high as a hundred feet.

It's just that the power that erupted from the black ancient sword was quite strong, and with a bang, it broke through the light curtain and continued to fly forward.

"It's so penetrating. "The half-saint of another city was slightly surprised.

Immediately, in the camp of the undead blood clan, there were three more demi-saints, who continued to shoot before the murderous black ancient sword scroll flew back.

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

Feng Han stared at the black ancient sword, and in his mind, the figure of the owner of the ancient sword immediately appeared, and immediately, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, as if he said to himself: "He actually came to the underworld, God really helped me." ”

In the darkness, there are naturally many human cultivators hidden, they come from the major forces, and none of them have appeared.

"What kind of person is it that dares to take the initiative to attack the six princes of the undead blood clan, don't you know that the undead blood clan is in a magnificent time, and has already begun to attack the Kunlun realm. ”

Ye Hongxian was dressed in red tulle, standing at the bottom of a tomb, looking in the direction of the Valley of the Ghost Gods, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ye Hongxian is the former Red Desire Star Envoy, after the death of Emperor Yi, she and Murong Yue, the Orange Moon Star Envoy, became the most qualified to compete for the position of the young master of the Black Market Yipintang.

Moreover, she has the full support of the Nine Shadows Sword Saint, the Phantom Saint and the Ye family, and faintly, she has already occupied a lot of upper hand.

This time, Ye Hongxian took great danger and came to the underworld to look for the elixir of resurrection, in fact, he also wanted to dedicate the elixir to an ancestor of Yipintang in 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 masters of the Yipintang in the Eastern Regions Black Market.

Behind Ye Hongxi, a young man in purple clothes, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, looked sword-eyed and eagle-eyed, exuding a transcendent temperament from top to bottom, and said: "There are more than ten demi-saint-level powerhouses around the six princes of the Immortal Blood Clan, and it is indeed not a wise move to go against him. ”

This person is one of the new generation of Seven Evil Star Envoys selected by Ye Hongxi, the Purple Mirror Star Envoy.

The Purple Mirror Star Envoy used to be a genius who was once a one-in-a-ten thousand, cultivating for sixty years and reaching the half-saint realm, and now he has become the overlord of the black market in the Eastern Regions.

The Blue Scale Star Envoy smiled and said, "I don't know who is so bold as to dare to oppose the Undead Blood Clan. If you don't have a strong strength, I'm afraid you're going to fall here. ”

Ye Hongtear's charming eyes looked into the darkness, giving birth to a somewhat curious look.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

In the darkness, a huge red rabbit walked out without hurry, and with every step, the ground shook suddenly.

Zhang Ruochen stood on top of the head of the elephant swallowing rabbit, his figure was very tall, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

As if it had no weight, the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword was suspended above his head, forming a sword qi realm with a diameter of seven zhang, like a ball of light, guarding him in the center of the realm.

The Elephant Swallowing Rabbit walked all the way to the opposite side of Feng Han, about a hundred zhang position, before stopping, puffing out a pair of magic eyes, staring at the demi-saints opposite, without the slightest fear.

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

"Since you know that I'm nearby, you should run away as soon as possible, which is the most correct thing to do. Don't you know that I'm going to kill you?" Zhang Ruochen said coldly.

Feng Han's face remained unchanged, but the demi-saints who entered the underworld with him could not tolerate the other party's disrespect to the six princes, and all of them showed hostile eyes.

"Don't be ashamed. ”

The demi-saint of another city mobilized the rules of wind and fire, spread a pair of seven-meter-long blood wings on his back, broke through the dragon skin soft armor, and quickly stretched outward.

The rules of the Holy Dao converge into the wings and merge with the Holy Qi. Immediately, the wings suddenly opened, setting off a huge storm and rolling towards Zhang Ruochen.

The Great Avenue of Wind and Fire, among the Three Thousand Great Avenues, ranks one thousand eight hundred and sixty-seventh, and it is also the rule of the Holy Dao for the Half-Saint Major in another city.

In the midst of the storm, the fire dragon and the wind blade shuttled between each other, emitting a piercing whistling sound.

Because of the martial arts, the rules of wind and fire have been integrated, which has made the power of martial arts change qualitatively, and this piece of heaven and earth has been shaken constantly.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the back of the Elephant Swallowing Rabbit with an expressionless face, and the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword let out a sword roar, automatically flew out, and swung forward.

"Wow!"

A sword qi flew out, pierced through the storm, and appeared in front of the demi-saint of another city.

The demi-saint of another city once again felt the opponent's powerful sword path cultivation, and hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, his palm slapped to his chest, activating the talisman treasures on his body one after another, forming seven layers of defense.

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

At the last moment, a silver shield appeared in the chest of the half-saint of another city, which barely resisted the sword qi.

Even so, the demi-saint of the other city still suffered a heavy blow and flew upside down, the skin of his whole body shattered, and blood kept flowing out of his armor.

"Such a powerful sword, the half-saint of another city has cultivated for more than two hundred years, and he has comprehended the Great Dao of Wind and Fire to an extremely high level, and he can't stop his sword. ”

"Sword cultivation's attack power, is it so terrifying?"

......

Feng Han glanced at the half-saint of another city who had been hit hard, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Ruochen again, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, my junior brother's cultivation has improved so much, it is really beyond my senior brother's expectations." ”

Zhang Ruochen withdrew the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and said lightly: "In order to kill you, I will naturally work harder." ”

An old man with a childish face walked out from Feng Han's left side, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said in a low voice: "Sixth prince, the old man will clean him up." ”

This person, called Shuntian Half-Saint, was the strongest person in the undead blood camp, and he was four hundred and forty years old.

Even if the lifespan of the undead blood clan was longer than that of human monks in the same realm, the Shuntian Half-Saint had already reached its limit, with only one or two years of lifespan left.

That's why he came to the underworld to look for the elixir to resurrect the dead and prolong his life.

Beside the Shuntian Half-Saint, there stood a very fierce Void Beast.

As if it could feel the anger of its master, the Empty Underworld Beast showed its sharp fangs and a pair of golden pupils, glaring at Zhang Ruochen on the opposite side, and let out a roaring sound.

Zhang Ruochen naturally also noticed the old man beside Feng Han, and when the old man's gaze was fixed on him, he immediately gave birth to a feeling that his body was frozen.

In other words, as long as that old man attacked Zhang Ruochen, he couldn't dodge it at all.

Feng Han shook his palm lightly and said with a smile: "To deal with a mere monk in the Fish Dragon Realm, why do you need to make a move from the predecessors of Shuntian." Besides, the grievances of our brothers and sisters should naturally be resolved by Prince Ben himself. ”

Zhang Ruochen is a descendant of time and space, and he must have many great treasures on his body, such as the monstrous sword and the Buddha Emperor relics...... Wait a minute.

If he let Shuntian Half-Saint make a move, and when he kills Zhang Ruochen, wouldn't those treasures be put into his own pocket?

Feng Han wouldn't have thought that a half-saint overlord of the undead 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 Shuntian Demi-Saint will definitely swallow it privately.

"He's a monk from the Ichthyosaur Realm?"

Shuntian Half-Saint was also quite surprised, and stared at Zhang Ruochen again.

Before, he didn't pay attention, but at this moment, when he looked closely, the young man opposite seemed to have indeed not cultivated the Holy Soul.

In the darkness, there was a loud gasp. No one expected that the young man standing on the back of the elephant-swallowing rabbit turned out to be a monk from the Ichthyosaurus Realm.

A monk in the Ichthyosaurus Realm can defeat a demi-saint of the undead blood clan with a single sword?

You must know that the demi-saint has already mobilized the rules of the Holy Dao, and the monks of the Fish Dragon Realm, even if they are sword cultivators with the highest attack power, it is impossible to defeat the rules of the Holy Dao.

"With such a powerful combat power, he must be the king of the younger generation, why haven't I seen him at the Jiezi banquet?"

Ye Hong's tearful eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen's body, a crystal clear red lip, opened slightly, and said, "It's him...... How could it be ......"

"Could it be that the young master knows this person?" asked the Purple Mirror Star Envoy.

"Of course I know, this person used to be the great enemy of our black market Yipintang, and he killed two star envoys. Everyone in the world thought he was dead, but who would have thought that he was still alive?"

Ye Hongxian didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, she was shocked, curious, and expectant.

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

"Could it be...... Is he the one who has died?" the Blue Scale Star Envoy's eyes widened, and his jaw fell to the ground.

Ye Hongtear nodded lightly, and on her snow-white face, she showed a charming and amorous demeanor, and said: "It's really getting more and more interesting, if this news is transmitted back to the Kunlun Realm, I'm afraid it will cause a huge shock." ”

"Young Master, if we bring his head back to the Black Market Yipintang, we will definitely be able to make your reputation surpass that of Murong Yue, and even surpass that of the former Emperor Yi. After all, when Emperor Yi was alive, he didn't fight Zhang Ruochen. The Purple Mirror Star Envoy whispered.

"There's no hurry. ”

Ye Hong smiled with tears: "Let him fight with the undead blood clan first, I'm curious, how strong is his current strength?"

Ye Hongxian still has an extremely deep impression of Zhang Ruochen, this peerless genius has made Emperor Yi also fall on his heel several times.