The Divine Primordial Ghost King also felt a huge crisis, and his huge body trembled slightly.

With just a slight movement, the entire volcano shook, and flames erupted from the top of the mountain, gushing out golden magma and flowing down from above.

At the same time, the mouth of the Divine Primal Ghost King opened and spit out a cloud of ghost energy.

"The ants dare to attack this king, give me death. ”

That cloud of ghost qi flew in mid-air, condensed into a human form, and turned into a giant spirit ghost general wearing black armor, with a body as high as four meters, a black spear on his fingers, and stabbed at Zhang Ruochen with a low roar.

Even if the Divine Primal Ghost King was quite weak at the moment, the breath of ghost qi he spit out was also very strong, containing the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

The spear pierced out, causing the surface of the volcano to fly sand and rocks, and the ghostly energy surged wildly.

In the magma ocean, there were huge waves, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp spear tip had already attacked in front of Zhang Ruochen.

"If you want to kill him, step on my corpse first. ”

Mu Lingxi urged the Holy Qi, and his slender body was completely covered by white snake scales.

On her back, she spread out a pair of huge phoenix wings, and pushed forward with both palms, knocking out the Hundred Beast True Ding.

The Hundred Beasts True Ding rotated rapidly, becoming more and more huge, and finally, it grew to a height of three zhang, turning into a black giant ding, colliding with the spear stabbed by the ghost.

"Boom. ”

With a crushing force, the ghost would knock the Hundred Beast True Ding upside down and fly back, hitting Mu Lingxi's chest.

Mu Lingxi spat out a mouthful of blood, and finally stared at Zhang Ruochen, with a shallow smile in his eyes, poof, and fell into the sea of magma.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen's heart trembled, bloodshot eyes appeared, and he yelled: "Give me death." ”

Dozens of spatial cracks flew towards the Divine Primal Ghost King at the same time, and the entire space was completely shattered and opened, tearing apart the ghost general holding the spear in an instant.

The shattered space, with unabated speed, continued to fly halfway up the mountain.

The Divine Ghost King also knew that it had reached the point of life and death, and suddenly, a loud roar came out of his mouth, which shook his ghost body into pieces, turned into a cloud of ghost qi, and broke away from the confinement of the thirty-six Buddhist chains.

This is a means of self-destructive cultivation, although it will greatly damage the vitality, but only in this way can life be saved.

The cloud of ghostly qi rushed out from between dozens of spatial cracks and disappeared above the volcano.

"This king will not let it go...... You guys...... You're waiting......"

The voice of the Divine Ghost King became farther and farther away, and finally, it disappeared completely.

Just when the Divine Ghost King let out a loud roar, Zhang Ruochen's eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground, bleeding from seven holes, and fainted.

When he woke up again, he was still lying at the foot of the volcano, and a monk in simple Buddhist clothes stood not far away, staring at him with a pair of deep eyes.

The old monk looked as thin as wood, like a layer of old brown skin, covering the bones.

is such a person, but he gives Zhang Ruochen a feeling of looking up at the mountains, as if one of his hair falls to the ground, it can also smash the earth to tremble, and exhaling a breath can make the sky and the earth change color.

Even if the Buddha Emperor is alive, I'm afraid it's just that.

The old monk showed a kind smile, bowed to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Donor, you finally woke up." ”

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the undulating magma ocean, a little lost and dazed.

His heart was very painful, he got up from the ground and whispered, "Lingxi." ”

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, the female donor has been rescued by the poor monk." In the body of the female benefactor, there is the blood of the ice phoenix, and the vitality is quite strong, so there is no big problem. ”

Zhang Ruochen's eyes widened, revealing a look of great joy. It was only then that he saw Mu Lingxi lying on the ground, and immediately rushed over, helped her up, and investigated her injuries.

Sure enough, as the old monk said, although Mu Lingxi did not wake up, his breath was stable and his vitality was quite vigorous.

Zhang Ruochen finally breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the old monk, quickly stood up, bowed deeply to the old monk, and said: "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue, the younger generations are unforgettable." ”

The old monk stood on the ground like a withered pine, and his whole body exuded a simple and vicissitudes of life, like a sage who came out of the history books.

His old eyes looked at Zhang Ruochen and sighed: "It's all because the poor monk misestimated the strength of the Divine Ghost King, you two juniors shouldn't be allowed to take risks." Zhang Ruochen saw that the old monk was very weak, so he took out two holy stones and handed them to him.

The old monk did not refuse, and gave his hand to Zhang Ruochen again, and then, he pinched the two holy stones in his hands, and began to absorb the holy qi in the holy stones and restore his own cultivation.

I have to say that the old monk's cultivation is indeed quite terrifying.

In the holy stone, the holy qi contained in it is so amazing, with Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation, even if it takes three years, he may not be able to absorb the holy qi in a holy stone.

However, just a moment passed, and the holy qi in the two holy stones in the old monk's hands was absorbed, turned into grains of sand, leaked out of his fingers, and sprinkled on the ground.

The old monk's body finally recovered a little, and there was a little more blood on the old face.

"In the underworld, the holy qi in the body will only continue to drain out, and it will not be able to be absorbed back at all. The poor monk and the Divine Ghost King, in this Ghost God Valley, have been fighting for more than a year, and the holy stones on their bodies have long been consumed. If it weren't for the little donor's action to help the old monk repel the Divine Ghost King, I'm afraid that in a few days, the old monk would run out of oil and die. The old monk said.

Zhang Ruochen took out two more holy stones and handed them to the old monk.

However, the old monk shook his palm lightly and said with a smile: "The poor monk has recovered a lot, even if he absorbs the holy qi again, it will not have much effect." Today, thanks to the two holy stones of the little donor, when I return to the Kunlun realm, the poor monk will definitely return it a hundred times. Seeing that the old monk said this, Zhang Ruochen also took back the two holy stones and asked, "The Divine Ghost King has escaped?"

The old monk nodded and sighed, "Earlier, he took the initiative to shatter his ghost body and escaped. At that time, the poor monk was too weak and anxious to save you, so he could not be kept. However, he has also suffered a great loss of vitality, and I am afraid that he will not be able to survive the seventh ghost tribulation for a while. ”

Zhang Ruochen's expression was solemn, and he exclaimed: "The Divine Ghost King is already about to cross the seventh ghost tribulation?"

Once the seventh ghost tribulation is passed, then, the Divine Primal Ghost King will be renamed the Divine Primal Ghost Emperor and become an existence comparable to the Great Sage.

The so-called Great Sage is the existence with the most transcendent wisdom, who knows the way of all things, and who cultivates the holy path to the pinnacle.

The old monk nodded and said, "About a year ago, the poor monk came to the underworld to travel, and happened to meet the Divine Ghost King who spent the seventh ghost tribulation here, so he intervened to stop him. ”

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Why did the Divine Ghost King want to survive the Ghost Tribulation here? The space here is very fragile, how can he withstand the power of the Ghost Tribulation?"

"The donor is very smart. ”

The old monk said admirably: "At this point, the poor monk is also quite puzzled. After fighting with the Divine Ghost King for several months, the poor monk gradually figured it out. ”

"If the donor can come here, he must have heard the legendary story of the Thousand Bones Empress killing the gods, and it is said that the corpse of the gods fell in the Valley of the Ghost Gods. ”

"What does the Divine Ghost King have to do with this story?" Could it be ......?" an astonishing thought came to Zhang Ruochen's mind.

The old monk saw through Zhang Ruochen's thoughts, and said: "That's right, the Divine Ghost King is likely to be the ghost of the fallen god, so when he came here to spend the seventh ghost tribulation, he can use the divine power before his death, and the probability of success in the tribulation will be greater." ”

Zhang Ruochen's face was solemn, and he said: "If so, he is really a ghost of God, let him escape this time, and there will definitely be endless troubles in the future." ”

The old monk looked very calm and said, "I can only say that his qi is not exhausted, and his life should not be extinguished." The Valley of the Ghost God was originally his territory, and it took advantage of the time and place, even if the great sage of the human race came, he might not be able to destroy him. ”

"Being too persistent and regretful will only affect your own cultivation, but it won't play any role, so it's better to look forward, won't there be more opportunities in the future?"

Since the Divine Ghost King has fled, no matter how unwilling he is, it is meaningless.

It can also be seen from this that the old monk's state of mind is indeed much higher than that of Zhang Ruochen, a young man.

The old monk said: "The poor monk has never wanted to owe others, but today, he owes the donor a great favor. The poor monk hereby promises to promise two things for you, so as to repay the favor. ”

Zhang Ruochen stared at the old monk, and saw the old monk's very solemn appearance, which didn't seem like a joke.

The cultivation of the old monk can suppress the Divine Ghost King. It can be seen that even if he is not a great sage, he is estimated to be quite close to the realm of a great sage.

What does it mean that such a powerful character promised to do two things for him?

This means that in the future, few people in the entire Kunlun world will dare to offend Zhang Ruochen. Even those enemies of Zhang Ruochen's former could only take a detour when they saw him.

Zhang Ruochen didn't show too much excitement, he seemed quite calm, and asked, "As far as I know, Buddhism has a legend of reincarnation. The younger generation is very curious to know, with the cultivation of the seniors, can they help the soul of the person whose soul has been scattered and reunite the soul? Even if he cannot be saved, even if it is just reincarnation and cultivation. ”

The old monk's cultivation can be described as unfathomable, and it is precisely because of this that Zhang Ruochen has little hope.

The old monk was silent for a moment and said, "Does the donor want to ask the poor monk to help you save people?"

"Hmm. Zhang Ruochen said.

The old monk sighed: "Only the great sage of spiritual power can summon back the souls of those whose souls have been scattered." The spiritual power of the poor monk is still a little bit short of that step, and he is really powerless. ”