A white-haired old man in a cyan robe, riding an elephant-sized goat, crossed a distance of hundreds of miles and was the first to rush to the entrance of the Grave Forest.

The origin of this old man is very amazing, he is the owner of a sage gate valve, with an age of four hundred years, and he is also a famous existence in the Eastern Regions.

"Boom!"

However, the old lord was attacked by a strange force at the entrance, and instead of breaking in, he was beaten backwards.

Seeing this scene, the monks who wanted to break into the tomb of the dead god stopped one after another.

"What's going on?"

"The power of the Graveyard is not used to suppress the undead so that they cannot escape. Now, how can it be reversed...... Living beings, on the contrary, cannot break in. ”

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Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue also stopped, hiding not far from the entrance of the Dead God Tomb Forest.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the old man riding a lark sheep, quickly guessed the identity of this person, and said in a low voice: "This person should be the owner of the Tao Shengmen valve."

"The Tao Holy Gate Valve is one of the more than ten Sage Gate Valves in the Fallen God Mountain Range, and it has a history of thousands of years. Such a big thing happened in the Falling God Mountain Range, it must have alarmed them. It is not surprising that the owner of the Tao Shengmen valve appeared here. ”

Han Xue asked, "Master, the owner of the Tao Shengmen Valve, what are you doing here?"

"This place, called the Tomb Forest of the Dead Gods, is a medieval ruin. In the past, it was a dangerous forbidden place, and once you broke in, you couldn't escape. ”

"But now, most of the undead in the Dead God Tomb Forest have come outside to attack the Liangyi Sect. Therefore, the danger of the Dead God Tomb Forest is also reduced.

"It must be because there are extraordinary treasures in the Tomb Forest of the Dead God that these people will be attracted here. ”

"It is said that the old owner of the Tao Shengmen valve has only a few years of life left. It is estimated that because the deadline is approaching, I have to rush to the Graveyard of the Dead God to find an opportunity, and I want to renew my life. Zhang Ruochen analyzed.

The body of the old lord of the Tao Holy Gate Valve exuded an incomparably surging holy aura, and the white hair on his head seemed to have turned into thousands of blades, shaking rapidly in the air, making a sword-like sound of breaking wind.

"This saint has lived for four hundred and seventeen years, and if he cultivates to become a transcendent saint, I don't believe it, and I can't break through the prison of a ghost king. The ghost kings of the Tomb Forest of the Dead God, the more they don't want outsiders to break in, the more it shows that there must be a magic medicine to bring the dead back to life. ”

The old lord of the Tao Holy Gate Valve widened his holy eyes, mobilized the rules of the Holy Dao, and slapped his palm in the void.

Just in front of the old lord of the Tao Shengmen Valve, a layer of black light curtain appeared, connecting the sky and the earth, blocking him from the outside.

In the palm of his hand, the black light curtain caved in, forming a rapidly rotating vortex.

"A miracle medicine to bring the dead back to life?"

Hearing the words of the old lord of Tao Shengmen, Zhang Ruochen showed a look of surprise.

In the Kunlun realm, there have always been legends of "elixir of resurrection of the dead" and "elixir of immortality". It's just that even in the Middle Ages, when the gods were still around, these two medicines were very rare, and they only appeared occasionally. Moreover, every time it appears, it is just a rumor, and no one has really seen it.

How did the old lord of the Tao Shengmen valve know that the Tomb Forest of the Dead God had a magic medicine to bring the dead back to life?

At this moment, a slender figure took advantage of the chaos to rush to the bottom of the black light curtain, took a step forward, and actually stepped into it and disappeared.

Immediately, more than a dozen figures stepped over the black light curtain and rushed into the tomb of the dead god.

One of them sent out the news: "If you are attacked by the Sage, the Ghost King's imprisonment will become weaker, and the monks below the Sage can break in." ”

Hearing this news, the half-saints and fish dragon realm cultivators who were hidden in the shadows showed their body skills one after another, and went straight to the direction of the black light curtain.

Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue naturally crossed the black light curtain at the first time and entered the interior of the Tomb of the Dead God.

Behind him, there was a terrible scream, and the sound spread throughout the world.

On the earth, the originally black soil quickly turned blood red. Zhang Ruochen glanced back, and saw that the old lord of the Taosheng Gate Valve was actually suppressed on the ground by the beautiful ghost king wearing a blood-red robe.

The eyes of the beautiful ghost king were cold, without any human touch, and the five slender fingers were directly inserted into the top of the head of the old lord of the Tao Holy Gate Valve, and a holy soul was withdrawn.

The old lord of the Tao Holy Gate Valve, after all, still fell, and his body fell to the ground softly.

"Whoa!"

The hands of the beautiful ghost king were closed, and she used the ghost fire to refine the holy soul into a snow-white elixir, and used two slender fingers to hold the elixir and swallow it into her mouth.

Her every movement is extremely elegant and full of beauty.

"A powerful valve master actually fell like this, and even the holy soul was sucked away. ”

Zhang Ruochen only felt that his scalp was numb, and his heart was beating non-stop.

That is a sage, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and his cultivation is not known how many times stronger than Zhang Ruochen, and he died before he stepped into the tomb of the dead god, how can it not make people feel frightened?

Suddenly, the beautiful ghost king turned around and glared in the direction of the interior of the Tomb of the Dead God. A pair of eye pupils shot out two sword-like light shuttles, hitting Zhang Ruochen and the other direction respectively.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen had a feeling of extreme danger, the hairs on his whole body stood up, and he immediately moved the space with the cold snow and dodged it.

"Bang!"

Another light shuttle struck a demi-saint of the undead blood clan, shattering it into a cloud of blood mist.

Zhang Ruochen rushed to the side of the blood mist, used the Ruyi Treasure Bottle, and collected a cloud of half-holy light into the bottle, and then quickly rushed towards the depths of the Dead God Tomb Forest.

Because there is a layer of ghost king confinement, therefore, the beautiful ghost king did not find spatial fluctuations.

It's just that there was a soft sound in her mouth, obviously not expecting that a young human would be able to dodge her attack.

"Haochuan is impermanent. "The beauty ghost king said.

Immediately, a black ghost aura rushed out from the army of the undead, condensed into a human body, wore a black robe, and rode a huge soul beast similar to a crocodile, appearing in front of the beautiful ghost king.

"Meet the Ghost King. ”

Haochuan Impermanence jumped off the back of the soul beast and knelt down on one knee in front of the beautiful ghost king.

The beautiful ghost king said: "You lead the ten impermanences, immediately rush back to the underworld, and be sure to exterminate all the humans and brute beasts that broke in before." ”

"Commanded. ”

Haochuan Impermanence returned to the back of the soul beast, and then, ten impermanences were selected, rushed into the Tomb of the Dead God, and went to hunt down Zhang Ruochen and others.

The golden-armored lion beast attacked again and continued to fight with the beautiful ghost king. Their battle, the aftermath that erupted, swept hundreds of miles into it.

At the same time, some monks who were hiding nearby took the opportunity to rush into the tomb of the dead god.

Entering the Graveyard of the Dead God, it was not peaceful, there was still a steady stream of undead armies, rushing out of it, and when they saw the living creatures, they immediately attacked.

One of the Yin soldiers attacked Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue.

"Dragon's Calamity. ”

Zhang Ruochen condensed the power of his palm, and dozens of lightning bolts poured out from the palm of his hand, hitting the sixth palm of the dragon elephant like a palm, shattering a large piece of the soul body of the Yin soldier.

"Wow!"

Han Xue also mobilized the Void Sword, swung the sword and slashed, releasing a large area of sword qi and destroying all the remaining Yin soldiers.

Not far from the two of them, a young man in his twenties, standing next to a tombstone, was also besieged by a group of undead.

The young man's face was quite sallow, tall and thin, wearing a yellow robe and a cloak on his head, facing the siege of hundreds of undead, but his face did not change.

"Incinerate hell. ”

Between the young man's two fingers, he held a yellow talisman and struck the ground, and immediately, the talisman burst open, turning into a sea of fire with a diameter of dozens of zhang.

In an instant, all those undead were burned into ghost mist.

Han Xue blinked her eyes, stared at the young man, and said, "What a powerful paper." ”

"It's not paper, it's a charm. ”

Zhang Ruochen said again: "In the Eastern Regions, there are very few monks who cultivate runes, but in the Central Regions, there are some ancient clans who are very proficient in runes. Some of these powerful characters are known as Fu Mages. ”

The young man's ears moved, and he seemed to hear the conversation between Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue, and glanced at the two of them, revealing a defensive look.

Immediately, he quickly retreated, and distanced himself from Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue.

"Wow!"

A cold yin wind blew quickly from the direction behind him, causing the Tomb of the Dead God Forest to fly sand and rocks.

"All the creatures that break into the tomb of the dead god will be killed. A gloomy voice came from the gloomy wind.

Zhang Ruochen glanced back, and saw that a black-robed man who had condensed the essence of the ghost body was sitting on the back of a huge soul beast, and was heading straight in the direction of him and Han Xue.

The body of the soul beast was dozens of meters long, like a large black lizard, with two blood-red eyeballs, and its running speed was faster than that of many demi-saints.

The black-robed man is Haochuan Impermanence sent by the Beauty Ghost King.

Just behind Haochuan Impermanence, there are ten other Impermanence. They didn't chase after Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue, but rushed to the other ten directions to chase and kill the others.

"Run. ”

Zhang Ruochen's face sank, and he immediately grabbed Han Xue's wrist, urged the power of the meteor invisibility cloak, and fled quickly forward.

Now, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation is comparable to that of a second-order semi-saint peak powerhouse, and his own speed is already amazingly fast.

The Meteor Invisibility Cloak was able to double his speed, so in terms of speed alone, even a seventh-order half-saint might not be able to catch up with Zhang Ruochen.

The young man from before was also hunted down by Haochuan Impermanence.

He immediately took out two cyan talismans and attached them to his legs.

"Wind and fire. ”

Immediately, between his legs, a strong wind and fire aura emanated, condensing into two cyan flame vortexes, like stepping on hot wheels, turning into a cyan streamer and rushing out.

The young man's speed was not under Zhang Ruochen.