The tragic death of the two saints of the corpse chasing the ancient clan shocked countless people. 1. ≥≯<≦≦<<<<≤<≦≤<<≦<

The face of the Shiva Sage also became quite pale, and he never thought that after the Xuanji Sword Saint came back to life, he would become so strong, even more powerful than at his peak.

The eyes of the Shiva Sage stared in the direction of Feng Yincia and Yin Xuanji, and snorted coldly: "Escape." ”

The demi-saints of the Ancient Clan of Raising Ghosts and Chasing Corpses of the Ancient Clan immediately used their methods to escape into the distance, rushing out of the Valley of the Ghosts and Gods, scattering in all directions.

The Sage Shiva did not flee.

When the Xuanji Sword Saint killed the Dong Sage and the Purple Ruin Sage strongly, she knew that the Xuanji Sword Saint's will was very strong, and it was impossible for her to escape.

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

Rather than this, it is better to fight with all your might, and perhaps, there is still some hope.

The Sage of Shiva is able to control the Soul Sacred Jar, and naturally has a very high status in the Ancient Clan of Raising Ghosts, and among the saints in the entire Kunlun Realm, he is also quite a powerful figure.

"The Ghost King Great Array. ”

Above the head of the Shiva Sage, a huge black vortex condensed.

The Dementor Jar was located in the center of the vortex, slowly spinning, unleashing a violent hurricane. Thousands of ghosts, flying fast in the whirlpool, emitting piercing screams.

Among them, the shadows of the four ghost kings were the most huge, more than ten zhang high, like four giants standing in the four directions of the whirlpool.

The Ghost King Great Array gathered the power of four ghost kings and tens of millions of ghosts, and as it rotated quickly, the power that was emitted became stronger and stronger.

The Xuanji Sword Saint stood in mid-air, looking light, glanced at the Shiva Sage, and said, "Five hundred years ago, the Feng Shiva of the ancient clan of ghosts was also a beauty that the younger generation of Tianjiao scrambled to pursue. When I see you again five hundred years later, I will see that the beauty of the past is so old. ”

The Sage Shiva touched his wrinkled face, smiled, and said, "I remember, at that time, you had been fighting with the Nine Shadows all the time, and either you won or he won. I thought that the two of you only had swords in your hearts, but I didn't expect that you would actually remember me at that time. ”

The Xuanji Sword Saint and the Shiva Sage were contemporaries of the monks, and they were both outstanding heroes, and when they were young, they were young and hot-blooded, and they were beautiful and delicate, and they would always go to some grand events, so they had met several times.

One is resurrected from the dead, and the other is dying at dusk.

It is clear that they are two people who are facing each other in life and death, but they can still talk about the past when they were young, and I am afraid that only a saint can do this step.

The two of them didn't say much, and the two huge holy powers had already piled up to the peak.

The Shiva Sage's withered arms slowly pushed forward, and the Soul Savage Jar trembled suddenly, mobilizing the Ghost King's Great Array and crushing towards the Xuanji Sword Saint.

The Xuanji Sword Saint was still standing in place, looking extraordinarily calm.

Until the Ghost King Great Array arrived in front of him, his body turned into a lightsaber, bursting with indestructible power, flying out with a bang, penetrating the formation.

Even the four ghost kings were all pierced by the sword qi in an instant, turning into four groups of ghost qi.

"Poof!"

A white lightsaber that pierces the holy body of the Shiva Sage.

The Shiva Sage trembled, his old eyes became devoid of a hint of brilliance, and he muttered, "You are ...... ...... has been reached That realm ......"

The next moment, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the Sage Shiva.

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

A gust of wind blew, and her body, turned into grains of sand, flew out. In the end, only a white skeleton remained, and with a bang, it fell to the ground.

The Xuanji Sword Saint fell to the ground lightly, looking calm and indifferent, and stretched out a hand, and the Soul Saint Jar hanging in the sky fell into the palm of his hand.

His gaze stared at the white bones not far away, and sighed softly: "The red face is dry and the bones are buried, and the glory of the first life returns to dust." In 500 years, how many lives are passing away, and how many beautiful things are completely gone? What is the true meaning of life and death?"

After coming back from the dead, Xuanji Sword Saint's state of mind was sublimated.

In the past, he had been pursuing kendo, and his lifelong wish was to reach the pinnacle of kendo. Now, he wants to pursue the true meaning of life.

His gaze looked at the fleeing demi-saints, but he shook his head slightly, and did not continue to attack.

The powerful means of the Xuanji Sword Saint shocked all the monks hidden in the shadows, and no one dared to fight the idea of the treasures in the magma ocean, and they retreated one after another.

In the next few days, Zhang Ruochen led everyone to continue to collect rocks, dig up treasures in the magma ocean, and find 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. The divine blood and terracotta at the bottom of the ocean were all transported into the scroll world.

"With a total of twelve armor fragments, 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 said with a smile.

Elephant Swallowing Rabbit, Demon Ape, God and Demon Mouse, all with green eyes, staring directly at the blood of the gods.

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

Zhang Ruochen looked quite calm, took out a small jar of divine blood, handed it to Mu Lingxi, and said, "Recently, everyone has been working very hard, Senior Sister Duanmu, you will divide all these divine blood." ”

Mu Lingxi took the jar carved from the wood of the Heavenly God, and only felt his heart beating straight and puffing.

A whole jar of divine blood, at least a hundred drops. Even a saint carrying so much divine blood would probably find it difficult to maintain peace.

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

Han Xue was quite curious, staring at Zhang Ruochen's departing figure, and said, "Why didn't the master distribute the divine blood himself, but instead handed over the divine blood to Sister Mu?"

Xiao Hei smiled and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid it won't be long before you have to change your mind and call your sister Mu Shiniang." ”

Han Xue tilted her head and thought about it carefully, but she really didn't understand why she called Sister Mu Shiniang. Isn't Shi Niang Sister Yanchen?

In the past few days, the Xuanji Sword Saint has been staying in the Picture Scroll World, studying the cyan stone tablet.

Zhang Ruochen came to the cyan stone tablet not far away, stopped, just stared at the Xuanji Sword Saint, and did not make a sound.

Xuanji Sword Saint's gaze looked at the cyan stone stele, did not turn around, and said: "This stone tablet is indeed a stone talisman left by the Thousand Bone Empress. That black cat, which is not simple, can actually see through this. ”

Zhang Ruochen's body stood straight, but his face showed joy, and said, "In other words, it can really seal the passage of the Yin and Yang worlds?"

The Xuanji 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 stele can only hold the passage for a few years at most. After a few years, the channel will open again. ”

Zhang Ruochen said: "Now, only the undead on the periphery of the underworld go to the Kunlun realm. With the current strength of the Kunlun Realm, it should be possible to block them. However, after a few years, I am afraid that those strong people in the depths of the underworld will also learn the news and enter the Kunlun realm. At that point, the catastrophe will be even more severe. ”

Xuanji Sword Saint turned around, looked at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "So, for the teacher, I want to go to the depths of the underworld, I want to know, what kind of place is there." ”

"It's too risky, isn't it? It is said that in the depths of the underworld, there is a second river of corpses. There, it is dozens of times more dangerous than the periphery of the underworld. Zhang Ruochen said.

"That's why we have to go. A few years later, when the stele was no longer functional, the Kunlun realm was completely exposed, and it became a place where the undead of the underworld could invade at any time. ”

There was a kind of calmness and perseverance in the eyes of the Xuanji Sword Saint, and he said: "If you can, I would like to bring cold snow with me." ”

Zhang Ruochen immediately understood what the Xuanji Sword Saint meant, (said, "Shizun wants to find the Thousand Bone Empress?"

Xuanji Sword Saint nodded, shook his head again, and said, "It's been 100,000 years, even the Thousand Bone Empress is likely to have fallen into the depths of the underworld. However, she must have left a legacy, and if Hanxue can get her inheritance, she will be able to grow up quickly. ”

"The moment I came back to life this time, I seemed to see a picture of the entire Kunlun Realm being destroyed, the sky turned blood-red, the earth turned into pieces, and all living beings died. I thought, maybe the Heavenly Divine Wood wants to tell me something, or perhaps, that is the future of the Kunlun Realm. ”

"So, all of us, we should do our best to prevent that day from coming. ”

The hairs on Zhang Ruochen's whole body stood up, he gasped, and said, "Is the catastrophe coming?"

In the history of the Kunlun realm, there have been many great tribulations, and each great tribulation will end an era.

Among them, the catastrophe of the Middle Ages was the most terrible, and even the gods all fell. Even the rules of heaven and earth have been thrown into chaos, and until now, no one can become a god.

Xuanji Sword Saint said: "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't." However, we must prepare for the best and the worst, or we will be caught off guard. ”

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time, and said: "In this case, I will tell Han Xue, and if she agrees, let her accompany Shizun to the depths of the underworld." ”

......

An hour later, Zhang Ruochen, Han Xue, and Xuanji Sword Saint appeared at the mouth of the Valley of the Ghost Gods.

Han Xue carried the Void Sword on her back, standing beside the Xuanji Sword Saint with a pair of clear eyes, staring at Zhang Ruochen opposite, revealing a crying appearance, and said, "Master, I will definitely try my best to learn the sword from Shigong." In the depths of the underworld, although it is dangerous, I am not afraid. "Daoyou, gatekeeper incident, look at the temptation of stockings, look at the beauty of the big breasts, see the beauty of the school flower, please pay attention to the WeChat public account (beauty home search meinvjia123 press and hold for 3 seconds to copy)