On the surface of the brass coffin, thousands of skull marks emerged, scattering in all directions, converging into an eerie hellish scene.

Because the gap between the cultivation of the two sides is too big, under the suppression of the other party's holy power, the holy qi in Zhang Ruochen's body is completely unable to operate, so naturally he can't use the space to move and escape, and can only rely on the strong system to barely resist the deterrence of the sage ancestor of the corpse chasing ancient clan.

Yin Xuanji stood next to the brass coffin and sneered: "Zhang Ruochen, the Dong Sage of the Ancient Clan is in front of you, why don't you kneel and bow?"

Zhang Ruochen clenched his teeth and stared at him coldly.

Yin Xuanji had long wanted to clean up Zhang Ruochen, so he naturally didn't want to let go of this opportunity, and he took a step forward and walked over. However, he saw an extremely beautiful woman appear behind Zhang Ruochen.

On that woman's body, there was also a powerful holy power that burst out, shaking Yin Xuanji back again and again, unable to take a step forward.

This beauty is naturally the Blood Moon Ghost King.

The Blood Moon Ghost King walked over, appeared beside Zhang Ruochen, stretched out a soft jade hand, and patted it lightly on Zhang Ruochen's shoulder.

"Wow!"

A surging ghostly aura poured out of her palm.

The ghost qi wrapped Zhang Ruochen's body, and the huge pressure acting on him disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Ruochen took two steps back, staring at the brass coffin, his eyes becoming quite solemn.

The Corpse Chasing Ancient Clan actually had a Sage-level Ancestor, and as a result, the situation became quite unfavorable for them.

What's more, Zhang Ruochen suspected that there were other sages hiding nearby.

"How come there is a ghost king?"

No one thought that there was a ghost king guarding Zhang Ruochen, even Yin Xuanji and Feng Yincia were very surprised.

Inside the brass coffin, a hoarse voice sounded: "Zhang Ruochen, a mere ghost king, can't save your life, and continuing to resist will only be a dead end." ”

Although the sound was very low, it spread through the ocean of magma, shaking the entire space.

"Not necessarily. ”

Zhang Ruochen looked unafraid, stretched out his finger, and touched the space ring. Immediately, a sword light flew out from the ring, turning into a jagged ancient sword, levitating in front of him and the Blood Moon Ghost King.

On the sword body, an extremely powerful aura was emanated, condensed into a series of sword qi, flying between this piece of heaven and earth.

"Monstrous Sword!"

The thousands of skull marks on the surface of the brass coffin shook violently, and inside it, an angry roar sounded: "It's really hateful that the Xuanji Sword Saint actually passed on the monstrous sword to you. ”

The monstrous sword ranked twenty-seventh in the "Thousand Pattern Sacred Weapon Spectrum", and the power that it can burst out is naturally extraordinary.

When the Xuanji Sword Saint controlled the monstrous sword, he could kill the saint with only one sword.

The Blood Moon Ghost King released the ghost qi in his body in a steady stream and punched into the monstrous sword.

"Boom!"

The monstrous sword shook violently, rushing out ten times more sword qi than before, condensing into a sea of sword qi, completely sweeping the Yin Xuan Ji and the Sealed Silver Cicada into it.

On the surface of the brass coffin, a black holy qi flew out, rolling up the two of them and flying out. By the time they hit the ground, they had already appeared at the mouth of the valley of the ghost gods.

The Blood Moon Ghost King also waved his sleeves, flew Zhang Ruochen out, and threw him dozens of miles away.

Then, the five fingers of the Blood Moon Ghost King's right hand pinched forward and grabbed the monstrous sword. The inscriptions on the surface of the monstrous sword quickly emerged.

Thousands of inscriptions, like thousands of rivers of holy qi, exude the holy power of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Even if Zhang Ruochen was standing dozens of miles away, he felt tremendous pressure.

"Wow!"

A sword qi connecting the sky and the earth flew out from the hands of the Blood Moon Ghost King, shattering this space.

At the same time, thousands of skeletons flew out of the inside of the brass coffin, but just after touching the sword qi, thousands of skeletons all turned into white powder.

The brass coffin is also a powerful holy weapon, but it can't be compared to the monstrous sword.

"Click!"

The coffin first dented, and then cracked out one after another, like ceramics, and was about to shatter at any time.

"Give me death. ”

On the head of the Blood Moon Ghost King, his long hair was flying, his eyes were sharp, and he was holding a monstrous sword, as if he had incarnated as a female sword saint, and he actually had this kind of power to look down on the world.

At this moment, in the Valley of the Ghost Gods, another region.

A purple cloud of fire flew up from the ground and bombarded towards the Blood Moon Ghost King.

Inside the fire cloud, there stood a man wearing purple gold armor, his skin was as pale as paper, a pair of eyes gushed out terrifying thunder and lightning, and between his palms, a golden ring flew out and struck the top of the Blood Moon Ghost King's head.

The Blood Moon Ghost King slashed out with a backhand sword.

With a ding, the monstrous sword knocked the golden ring upside down and flew back.

The two holy weapons collided, exuding a circle of powerful Holy Dao power, impacting the ghost qi in the Ghost God Valley into smoke.

Zhang Ruochen stood dozens of miles away, and he also suffered a lot of impact, supporting the sword qi realm and the space realm, and slid backwards for hundreds of meters in a row.

"Is that man in purple gold armor the war corpse of a Dong Sage, or another Sage of the Ancient Clan?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes looked at the purple fire cloud above the heavenly dome.

In either case, it's not good.

With the monstrous sword, the Blood Moon Ghost King was able to block one Sage, but it definitely couldn't stop two Sages.

"Now, what should I do?" Zhang Ruochen's brain spun rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.

The shattered brass coffin, flew backwards.

In the coffin, out of the coffin came a clumsy old man, with pale hair falling from the top of his head, revealing only half of his wrinkled face.

This person is none other than the Sage of Dong, an old antique who has lived for nearly five hundred years, and even in the Ancient Clan of Chasing Corpses, he is also one of the most senior figures.

The two eye sockets of the Sage were two black holes, as if there were no eyeballs, and he said: "The monstrous sword is really powerful, if that old puppet is still alive, I'm afraid this sage can't stop his sword." However, with a ghost king driving the monstrous sword, I'm afraid its power has been greatly reduced. ”

Above the heavenly dome, a man wearing purple gold armor said, "Seize the monstrous sword, and the corpse ancient clan will have another Zhen clan holy weapon." ”

Immediately, the man formed a seal with both hands and knocked out the golden ring again.

The golden ring spun rapidly, getting bigger and bigger, and finally, the ring reached a diameter of several miles, hovering above the head of the Blood Moon Ghost King.

At the same time, the hands of the Sage pressed to the ground, and a powerful tearing force separated the earth, extending to the left and right.

A huge crack that spread all the way to the feet of the Blood Moon Ghost King.

The center of the Blood Moon Ghost King's eyebrows showed a crescent-shaped mark, and the snow-white and flawless ghost body exuded a bright white moonlight, and its own strength was actually strengthened by a few points.

"Boom!"

With her own strength, she fought with the two sages at the same time, and she didn't fall behind.

On the contrary, because the Sage was too old, his blood and qi were declining, and he could not fight for a long time, and the power that erupted was rapidly weakening. If the battle continues, I'm afraid that the Blood Moon Ghost King will really be able to repel the two Sages.

"Poof. ”

The Sage flew back upside down, and a foot-long sword mark appeared on his chest. Drops of holy blood flowed out of the wound and fell to the ground.

The Holy Blood is extremely powerful, and every drop that falls on the ground will smash a large hole into the ground.

A moment later, the man in the purple-gold armor was also repulsed, and his golden ring collided with the monstrous sword dozens of times, and a crack appeared. If the collision continues, this holy artifact is likely to be completely destroyed.

The eyes of the sage showed a gloomy look, and he roared: "Shiva, don't you make a move? Your methods of raising ghosts and ancient clans can restrain the undead, it shouldn't be difficult for you to clean up a ghost king, right?"

To the east of the Valley of the Ghost Gods, an old woman appeared, holding a deadwood cane, standing on the edge of the magma ocean, and said with a smile: "Of course, it is not difficult to clean up a ghost king. However, this saint has taken care of her, how should the next benefits be distributed?"

A third Sage appears.

It is the Shiva sage of the ancient clan who raised ghosts, and he is also an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, because his longevity is about to end, he will come to the underworld to find the magic medicine that will continue his life.

The face of the Sage of Dong sank, and he said, "What do you mean?"

The Shiva Sage smiled slightly, and there were a few fewer wrinkles on his face, and said, "The Divine Stubborn Fruit, the Monstrous Sword, and Zhang Ruochen are all owned by the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan." The treasures in the magma ocean, half of each of our two races. How?"

In the eyes of the Shiva sage, "Zhang Ruochen" is also a great wealth. His value even surpassed that of the Divine Stubborn Fruit and the Heinous Sword.

This kid is a treasure all over his body.

The ancient clan of chasing corpses and raising ghosts have been married for generations, and they are in the same spirit, but when it comes to fundamental interests, they will still fight for blood.

The Sage snorted coldly: "Shiva, your appetite is too big, can you hold it?"

"You don't want to?" said the Shiva Sage.

The Sage is naturally very reluctant, especially the Divine Stubborn Fruit, which can increase the longevity of a hundred years, it is related to his life and death, how can it be given to others?

However, he must now use the power of the Shiva Sage to clean up that ghost king, so he can only endure it for the time being.

"Okay! Ben Sheng promised you to clean up that ghost king first, so as not to give birth to variables. He said.

The Sage Shiva is also very aware that there are still several forces hidden nearby, staring at this place with fierce eyes.

It was only because the power of the Ancient Clan of Raising Ghosts and the Ancient Clan of Chasing Corpses was too strong that those monks who were hiding in the shadows did not dare to act rashly.

Now, it is indeed time to clean up the Blood Moon Ghost King and control Zhang Ruochen and all the treasures in the magma ocean as soon as possible.

From the center of the Sage Shiva's eyebrows, a black clay pot flew out of the air, soaring into the air, appearing above her head.

Just as the clay pot flew out, a strong uneasiness arose in the heart of the Blood Moon Ghost King. So, she immediately swung her monstrous sword and slashed at the black clay pot.

The lid of the clay pot opened, emitting a black cloud.

In the can, the sound of ten thousand ghosts howling sounded, as if it contained a region.

Hearing that voice, the Blood Moon Ghost King was immediately uneasy, his whole body was in severe pain, and his mouth let out a miserable scream. Her ghost body quickly decomposed, turned into wisps of ghost energy, and flew into the clay pot.

With a "bang", the monstrous sword fell from mid-air and fell to the ground.