"It seems that one war corpse is not enough, so you have to come again. I can't take it out anyway. It's better to use it to stop the blood slaughter."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen rushing towards the snow-capped mountains at a rapid speed, Luo Yi couldn't help but summon a battle corpse again.

When he entered the secret land, he only found two great saint corpses in total. Now he used them all, and could stop the Blood-Slaying Son of God for a while.

The second great holy war corpse was thin and looked very old. He held a long sword in each hand and attacked extremely fiercely.

"I want to stop my son of gods from turning them into ashes!"

The blood-slaughtered god's son emitted a strong blood-devil energy, which turned into a raging flame, combined with the Invincible Purgatory Tower.

The reason why he was able to control the Invincible Purgatory Tower was because he controlled the Purgatory Fire, which was a terrifying flame comparable to the Pure Destruction Divine Fire, which few people could master.

A large amount of purgatory fire surged out of the Infernal Purgatory Tower, wrapped around two great holy war corpses, burning them to ashes, and even the sword used was no exception.

"boom."

A ball of purgatory fire flew out, turned into a fireball, and blasted into the secret place where Luo Yi was located.

The mountain collapsed, but Luo Yi was no longer seen.

The Son of Blood Slaughter did not look for it, and drove the Invulgar Purgatory Tower and continued to chase Zhang Ruochen and others.

In the deep part of the dense land, Luo Yi showed his body again and whispered: "Zhang Ruochen, I believe you won't die so easily."

On the other hand, just as the Blood Slaughter God Son was about to catch up, Zhang Ruochen and others finally arrived under the snow-capped mountain.

"Why don't you escape?"

The Blood Slaughter God Son looked down at Zhang Ruochen and others, his face full of cruel smiles.

In his opinion, the reason why Zhang Ruochen and others stopped was entirely because of despair and had nowhere to escape.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and said aloud: "Because next, you will be the one who will escape."

As he spoke, the turbulent sword appeared in his hands, and countless sword rules gathered towards him.

"Please help me fight against the enemy." Zhang Ruochen flew into the sky and called on the ancestors of the Taotian Sword lineage.

At this moment, the tips of all the swords on the ground pointed at Zhang Ruochen, shaking slightly, as if worshiping him.

This is the appearance of the sword saint, and all swords must bow.

An old voice came from the layers of clouds: "The immortal blood clan dared to step into the sword tomb, and he would be killed without mercy."

Suddenly, powerful auras appeared and turned into sixteen human-shaped shadows, which were the holy souls of the sixteen ancestors of the Taotian Sword lineage.

"Holy Soul possessed."

All the holy souls of the sixteen ancestors rushed towards Zhang Ruochen and turned into a human-shaped holy shadow that was thousands of feet tall, emitting a brilliant and majestic aura.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was floating in the center of the Holy Shadow's eyebrows, wrapped in powerful holy energy, and his whole body was filled with power.

When he first came to Jian Tomb, his cultivation was only a first-level half-saint, and he could only borrow the holy soul of one ancestor. Now he could borrow the holy souls of sixteen ancestors at the same time.

In the past, Ling Feiyu borrowed the holy soul of the ancestor of the Burial Heaven Sword lineage to fight with the Qingtian Blood Emperor, and fought to the death to stop the immortal blood clan from releasing the Pluto.

Now, it is his turn to do this, which is the mission that he should shoulder as a sword holder.

"Hmm?" The Blood-slaughter God Son showed a strange color.

He could feel that after being combined with the Sixteen Holy Souls, Zhang Ruochen's aura soared, and he could already be compared with the immortal Great Saint.

"The Yin Spirit should stay in the tomb. If you dare to come out to block my Son of God, you should completely dissipate from the world."

The Blood Slaughter God's Son looked contemptuous and his terrible murderous intent burst out on his body.

Even if Zhang Ruochen borrowed the souls of sixteen ancestors, he was so powerful that he could compete with the immortal great saint, he did not take it seriously at all.

He even defeated the Great Sage who truly reached the Immortal Realm. What is Zhang Ruochen's use of external forces to reach this level?

"You all retreat, I may not be able to take care of you next." Zhang Ruochen said extremely serious.

Everyone knew very well that if they took action at this time, they would not only not be able to help Zhang Ruochen, but would instead become a drag.

So, they did not hesitate and immediately retreated to free up a wide enough battlefield for Zhang Ruochen.

The holy souls of the sixteen ancestors mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continuously and gathered towards Zhang Ruochen, causing the power fluctuations on his body to become stronger and stronger, turning into a colorful chaotic cloud.

After practicing to this level, his five elements chaotic body naturally becomes stronger and stronger, and can carry vast holy power.

"Wow."

The sword spirit awakens.

The turbulent sword emits a dazzling light, triggering thousands of sword rules.

For a moment, with Zhang Ruochen as the center, this world turned into a sea of ​​swords, and thousands of swords flew together. Zhang Ruochen was like the Emperor of Swordsmanship, supreme.

"Is this the power of the Great Saint level?" Zhang Ruochen whispered, and a sense of courage emerged in his heart.

This is his absolute home court, and he will never allow the Blood Slaughter God to step over here.

Raise the surging sword, and the powerful sword domain extends toward the surroundings.

"Sword Nine."

Zhang Ruochen waved the turbulent sword and cast Sword Nine.

Although he has not yet understood the last level of the mystery of Sword Nine, he can be used and cannot be underestimated.

The thousands of swords around him shot out at this moment at the same time, and under the guidance of the sword intent, they gathered into a torrent of swords.

It is also Jian Jiu, with the help of the power of the ancestor and the bonus of the sword tomb rules, the power is completely incomparable to what he usually uses.

The Son of Blood Slaughter stood on the Invincible Purgatory Tower, and a large amount of purgatory fire emerged from his body, and he punched him out.

"boom."

The flame fist seal collided with the torrent of the sword, and the power to destroy the world was burst out.

It can be seen that the fist is disintegrating and the torrent of the sword is also disappearing.

In a moment, the torrent of fist marks and swords disappeared without a trace, and no one could take advantage of it.

"Purgatory Fire God Fist."

Zhang Ruochen whispered, his eyes fixed on the Blood-Slaying Son of God.

This boxing technique is learned by the Blood Slaughter God Son through the Invincible Purgatory Tower. It is domineering and powerful. Few people at the same level can take one of his punches.

"True Yi Lei Fire Sword Technique."

Zhang Ruochen did not stop and took action again.

With the help of the ancestors, we naturally use the "True Yi Thunder Fire Sword Technique" passed down from their lineage, which is the most powerful.

After all, all ancestors of all generations have cultivated the "Zhenyi Thunder and Fire Sword Technique" to an extremely high level, and the sword intent can be connected.

The Blood Slaughter God Son also continued to use the Purgatory Fire God Fist. This boxing technique is unpredictable, and each punch has the power to shock the world and cry ghosts.

For a moment, the two fought fiercely, and the terrifying power was stimulating and spreading to all directions.

However, the environment of the sword tomb is extremely special. No matter how strong the two fight, they cannot cause much damage.

If this weren't the case, I'm afraid that the sword tomb would be beaten to sink as soon as the two of them took action.

"The Blood Slaughter God Son is indeed powerful. When you enter the sword tomb, you can even exert such strong strength." Bao Lie said solemnly.

A glimmer flashed in Ji Fanxin's eyes and said, "It is true that the Blood Slaughter God Son is very strong, but the ability to exert its strength is because of the Invincible Purgatory Tower, which is a complete supreme holy weapon, with extremely powerful spirits, which greatly weakened the suppression of the sword tomb."

"Your Highness is a sword cultivator, and he borrowed the power of the ancestors of the Taotian Sword and could definitely defeat the Son of Blood-Slaughter."

Murong Yue spoke and was full of confidence in Zhang Ruochen.

Since she followed Zhang Ruochen, no matter what kind of strong enemy she encountered, Zhang Ruochen could always come up with a way to deal with it.

"What a pity, the metal magic crown has no spirit, otherwise I would have suppressed that grandson." Xiang Chunan was extremely anxious, but he was helpless.

In the past, he used the supreme holy weapon to bully people, but he didn't expect that now he was bullied by someone with the supreme holy weapon.

It is also the supreme holy weapon, with a spirit of instrument and no spirit, and the power is very different.

The supreme holy weapon with a spirit is enough to kill gods in the hands of the most powerful. For example, the cross of the God-Destroying God has been crucified to death.

There are too few divine weapons between heaven and earth, and most of the ones that the gods master are just supreme holy weapons.

But for some reason, the supreme holy artifacts inherited from Kunlun Realm have almost disappeared and cannot exert too much power.

"If Zhang Ruochen cannot defeat the Son of Blood-Slaughter, we may have to give up the Sword Tomb." Ji Fanxin said solemnly.

If they really can't stand it, they will definitely not be able to wait for death here.

The so-called "staying green mountains" is left without worrying about burning firewood.

Upon hearing this, Shi Qiankun's face couldn't help but feel dim, his fists clenched, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen.

As the patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenzhu, if Jian Tomb was given to the Immortal Blood Clan, how could he face his ancestors?

I just regret that the ancient tribe of the prison guards was declining, and there was no strong man in the existence of the great power, and that I could not protect the sword tomb.

Above a mountain, Xia Wenxin, the Nine-Eyed King and others appeared out of thin air, watching Zhang Ruochen's fight with the Son of Blood-Tubing God.

The Immortal Vampire Army has gathered again and will launch another fierce attack when the battle here is over.
To be continued...