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When I leaned over to help Zhang Zhiyuan, the monks patrolling outside the barracks in the distance all looked at me mockingly, and did not say anything, just glanced at me with contempt. I don't pay attention anymore.

Outside the palace, at least 50 bodies lay sideways, and at this time, the army was cleaning up the corpses. Clean the scene.

The bright red blood spread from the palace to Zhang Zhiyuan's body, dragging out a winding line of blood.

I didn't see the other monks in the original team, nor did I see Zhang Xuan and Zhang Xuan.

I frowned, squatted down and helped Zhang Zhiyuan up, his body was very cold, his whole body was full of scars, there was blood everywhere, his blue clothes had been dyed dark purple by bright red blood, and his exposed arms, legs and feet were all covered with a layer of coagulated blood.

His white beard and hair were bright red, and a large bloody hole had been torn open in his chest, revealing from front to back.

I helped Zhang Zhiyuan and turned him over to face me. His eyes glared. His eyes were split, his old face was covered in blood, and he had obviously experienced a fierce fight. But in the end, it failed miserably.

Zhang Zhiyuan is no longer breathing, his body is dead, his soul is separating from his body, even if he is dead, he refuses to close his eyes. It can be seen that what he has experienced before has made him unwilling and unassured.

I grabbed his wrist and could still feel his residual warmth, it seemed that he had just died, and his soul was not completely separated from his body.

There was an extremely powerful force in Zhang Zhiyuan's Divine Consciousness Sea, but it was sealed and his soul was injured, but despite this, his soul was much stronger than that of a monk of the same level. It's just that because of his physical weakness, his strength can't be brought into play.

Now even if the body dies, it is more difficult for his soul to get out of the body than for ordinary monks.

"Just died, that's within 1 minute." I was calm.

From my divine sense to the movement of the military camp to the time I rushed back, 3 minutes have passed, if I guess correctly, the movement should be caused by Zhang Zhiyuan and the people.

Zhang Zhiyuan only lasted more than 1 minute before he was defeated and died, and I rushed back as fast as I could, and his body was already dead.

Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the vitality quickly dissipated.

"It's okay, it's not too late." My face sank like water, and I pressed my palm on the top of Zhang Zhiyuan's head, and the majestic power of blood was instilled into his body through the palm of my hand, helping him heal his body, activate the heart of death, and draw vitality.

"Boom," my eyes widened, and the powerful soul power quickly rushed into his divine consciousness sea, immobilizing the soul he was detaching from, pressing down into the body, and assisting the soul and body to merge.

At this time, his soul was in a state of confusion, and he did not know the situation, only that there was a mighty force that was helping him.

"Snort," Zhang Zhiyuan's body emitted a lightning dragon-like blood mist, the blood mist spread around him, and then, his injuries healed quickly, and the flesh and blood around the huge blood hole in his chest squirmed, filling the hole.

The internal organs in his body were rejuvenated, and the broken organs were repaired, and the powerful vitality was restored.

In front of me, as long as the death time is short and the soul is not separated from the body, I can resurrect him, even if the soul is separated from the body, I can also use the power of the bloodline of the Great Dao of Reincarnation and the Heavenly Desolation Battle Body to resurrect him.

As long as the soul does not collapse, the life character is not broken.

"Hmph," Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly blinked angrily, and the essence of the training came out of his eyes, looking at me tightly.

"Zheng, Zheng Jun?" Zhang Zhiyuan looked at me in surprise, and then suddenly realized something, and his surprise turned into horror, "You resurrected me!" How did you! ”

"What's wrong?" My voice was hoarse, and my eyes were calm.

"Smack," Zhang Zhiyuan's face changed greatly, and he grabbed my arm, "Quick, go and save Xuan'er, she was brought into the palace, the leader of this force wants to rape her, leave me alone, go and save Xuan'er, it's too late." ”

"Huh,"

After listening to Zhang Zhiyuan's words, my eyes flashed, and I slapped a solid protective shield with one palm, enveloping Zhang Zhiyuan.

"Your body hasn't recovered yet, leave the rest to me, you can recuperate with peace of mind." I patted his palm and motioned for him to relax.

"You must save her, save Xuan'er." Zhang Zhiyuan's lips trembled.

"Don't worry." I gently took Zhang Zhiyuan's palm, then turned around and walked towards the palace.

"Whoa," under the night wind, the robes on my body hunted, and the exposed eyes were full of coldness, like the ghosts and gods of the Nine Hells, and the space around me was cold, and the temperature plummeted.

"Stop, go back." Suddenly, armies from all sides converged and blocked my way.

"Oh no, he doesn't have that strength!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiyuan realized that I was just a ghost general, he shouldn't have fainted, let me go to save Zhang Xuan, even he was defeated, let alone me.

"Xuan'er, it's grandpa who is not good, it's grandpa who is useless!" Zhang Zhiyuan clenched his fists, his face full of self-blame.

"Sonorous," the patrolling army divided 10 people and surrounded me, what I showed was only a medium ghost general cultivation, and they divided 10 ghost generals, and they already attached great importance to me.

"Hit a stone with an egg." Onlookers taunted.

"Bang,"

The furious power swept out of my body, and in an instant, the 10 ghosts in front of me were smashed into pieces of flesh, and the blood mist flew in the sky.

"Ahem." The onlookers coughed repeatedly, frightened by the reversal, one second they were taunting me, and the next second they were slapped in the face.

"Stop him." The half-step ghost king who led the patrol led hundreds of patrol troops, mobilized from all over the place, and surrounded me.

"Huh," I said, shrouded in robes, my cold eyes glancing over the patrolmen.

The terrifying gaze and aura stunned the hundreds of patrol troops, and they only dared to stare at me from a distance, and did not dare to approach, even the half-step ghost king was afraid of my breath.

I glanced at them left and right, and all of them did not dare to look at me, and they all stepped back, shocked by my eyes.

"Stomping," I strode into the palace surrounded by them.

If I hadn't restrained my breath just now, the coercion alone would have shocked them to death.

I reached out with my divine sense, shrouded the entire palace, and instantly found Zhang Xuan, who was in a golden room at this time, and the man beside her was the leader of this force, a high-ranking ghost king.

"Let go of me, brute." Zhang Xuan was dressed in a black practice uniform, obviously a capable look, almost a man's dress, but she revealed a different style, this kind of beauty cannot be covered.

At this time, Zhang Xuan was lying on the spacious big bed, unable to move because he was imprisoned by the man, and could only stare at the man angrily.

"Women are like this, they are hard mouthed beforehand, and when they do things, they can't be soft."

The man's facial features are handsome, he is dressed in white, his long hair hangs down on his shoulders, and he is dressed neatly and clearly.

He took off his robe, walked to the bed, and gently took off the black clothes on Zhang Xuan's body, revealing a white bandeau top.

"What did you do to my grandfather!" Zhang Xuan glared at him fiercely.

"That bad old man, you say?" The corners of the man's mouth rose, "He was too weak, and I slapped him to death." ”

"Brute, I'll kill you!" Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"Shh," the man pointed his finger to Zhang Xuan's lips, "Don't be so rude, the more rude you are, the hotter my heart will be, and you won't be able to stand it later." ”

"My name is Mu Chen, remember my name, do you know why I like rape? Because I love the feeling of conquest, it's a great sense of accomplishment to tame an unruly woman into a house cat, you know? ”

As he spoke, Mu Chen gently stroked Zhang Xuan's face, and then turned over and pressed against her.

"Brute, let me go." Zhang Xuan's voice was hoarse, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, his grandfather died, and he couldn't escape his doom.

Although she is stubborn in her mouth, she is desperate in her heart, and the reality is very cruel.

"It would be nice if Brother Yang Yun was here." In despair, a kind figure suddenly appeared in Zhang Xuan's heart.

"I can't control it anymore, the blood in my whole body is boiling, I want to conquer you, I want to enter your body!"

Mu Chen's face was hideous, and he tore the clothes on Zhang Xuan's body, and then pressed them down greedily.

"Bang," Suddenly, the steel door of the room was broken open, and a figure in a robe appeared in the doorway. Fork the winter as far as the winter ends.

"You're dead." A cold voice reverberated through the room.