Chapter 3210     The road encounters a measuring machine

After searching in the world of nothingness for a long time, flying hundreds of millions of miles, but even the shadow of black seaweed could not be found.

Returning to the real world, it is still on the banks of the Santu River.

The real world has not changed, but the world of nothing seems to have changed time and space, and the previous dry river channel can no longer be found.

"There are indeed many things in this world that I cannot understand yet. The world of nothingness does not seem to be completely nothing."

Zhang Ruochen was not worried about Mu Lingxi. At least, entering from the endless abyss of Kunlun Realm must be directed.

No more wasted time, Zhang Ruochen restrained his breath and used his body skills to flow downstream. As long as he followed the Santu River, he would definitely reach the realm of hell.

After rushing for three days in a row, I don’t know how many billions of miles it flew. Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen sensed a breath.

This aura is very special, not the corpse ghosts in the wasteland.

The breath is very weak, but it also has divine power fluctuations. If Zhang Ruochen had not been able to realize it with his current cultivation level and the Wuji Divine Way was mysterious enough.

Obviously a god who has restrained his breath!

Zhang Ruochen quietly chased after him with curiosity. Soon, he found a brightly lit ship on the surface of the gray and deadly river.

The ship is hundreds of feet long, emitting a copper luster, and the hull is carved with pictures of thousands of ghosts.

Songs and dances and laughter were heard from time to time on the ship, but no creatures or dead spirits were seen.

The light of truth appeared in Zhang Ruochen's pupils, penetrated the formation of the ship, and finally saw that a gorgeously dressed ghost god in the ship was drinking while enjoying singing and dancing.

The ghost god has a crane head, but it is only the cultivation level of the middle god.

The dancing women are all young and beautiful, with elf and Rakshasa women.

"boom!"

A supreme holy weapon flew out of the wasteland, drew dazzling bright light and hit the ship.

The formation was broken down just in the moment, and the ship exploded and opened.

The ghost monks and dancers on the ship turned into clusters of ghost fog and blood fog, and their souls were scattered.

The god of the crane-headed ghost clan was directly hit by the supreme holy weapon, and the ghost body shattered and turned into a ball of black aura.

After all, he is a true god and has not been killed.

The black aerosol quickly condensed into a crane-headed human body and said angrily: "Who is it? Who is it that sneak attacks? This god is the son of Zhou Qiguidi, Zhou Fang..."

A figure in a black robe rushed out from the depths of the wasteland, his body movements were as fast as a afterimage, and instantly appeared on the banks of the Santu River.

Zhou Fang looked at each other with the man in black, saw the murderous intent in the other party's eyes, felt the powerful divine power on the other party, and realized that it was not good.

The other party obviously knew his identity and came to kill him.

Zhou Fang burned his life span, and his ghost body was wrapped in purple flames and fled quickly. He said in horror: "This is the Santu River Basin. The strong men from Fengdu Ghost City will arrive soon. If you dare to kill this god..."

"Bang!"

The tower-shaped supreme holy weapon attacked again, knocking Zhou Fang to the ground.

His ghost body exploded, but the ghost fog was suppressed by the power of the Supreme Holy Artifact and could not escape.

After a while, Zhou Fang's soul consciousness was completely wiped out amid the screams.

The man in black robe walked over, moved his fingers gently, and the mountain-sized tower-shaped supreme holy weapon flew up, becoming only seven inches high, flying into his sleeve.

In the big pit blasted out by the Supreme Holy Artifact, only one divine source is left.

After putting away the divine source, the man in black robe took out a bottle of divine blood and poured it next to the big pit.

Just as the man in black robe turned around and wanted to leave, his figure suddenly solidified and he looked at Zhang Ruochen standing opposite him.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were complicated and he said, "Uncle Xue Yao, why did you do this?"

The supreme holy weapon used by the man in black robe was the Infernal Purgatory Tower of the Blood Ray God.

The man in black robe wore a mask with a "machine" on his face, and his eyes gradually recovered, and then he became cold and said, "You have seen everything just now?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "Who is the blood you fell to the ground just now? Who do you want to blame Zhou Fang for your death? Are you trying to arouse the anger of Fengdu Ghost City!"

"You know too much!" said the man in black robe.

Zhang Ruochen said: "No, I don't know enough. Are you a member of the quantitative organization?"

"That's right." said the man in black robe.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Grandpa didn't kill you, probably because he valued your life and death friendship for so many years. Because of my friendship with Xue Tu, I can't kill you, but you have to tell me everything about the Quantity Organization."

The divine light on the black-robed man's body surged, and the divine blood flowed in his body, making a sound like a rushing river, turning into a stream of light and flying away quickly.

At such a close distance, how could Zhang Ruochen let a great god in Taiyi realm escape?

Taking a step and crossing the space, Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of the man in black and pressed his palm out.

"puff!"

The man in black robe collapsed and the sound of bone shattering sounded inside his body.

The next moment, strange and profound divine patterns appeared on the black robe of the man in the black robe, and his body became half-fixed and half-fixed, and his speed increased ten times. He ignored the space barrier and quickly moved away.

The man in black robe jumped in the space, and his speed was so fast that he shocked Zhang Ruochen.

Because of this kind of space jump speed, he could not achieve it.

Zhang Ruochen chased after him with all his strength. Although his speed was not as fast as possible, fortunately, Wuji Shinto was very sensitive to the aura, so the man in black robe could never throw him away.

I don’t know how long I chased me, but suddenly, a golden spear flew in the void and hit the man in black.

"Puff!"

The man in black robe was pierced through his chest with a golden spear and fell to the ground.

An ancient god wearing golden armor grabbed his spear and walked over.

"stop!"

Zhang Ruochen yelled.

It's too late!

The ancient god of golden armor stabbed under a spear and penetrated the head of the man in black robe.

Zhang Ruochen blew up and landed heavily on the ground, stepped out a large pit with a diameter of dozens of meters, summoned the ancient sword of Shenyuan, and his fighting spirit burst out instantly.

Just as he was about to take action, he saw the appearance of the ancient god of golden armor, but he was slightly stunned and said, "How could it be you, the ancient god of Yuying?"

The ancient god of Yuying was deeply influenced by Emperor Luo Yan. He was the first-class strong man in the infinite realm of the Heavenly Luo Divine Kingdom of the Rakshasa clan. He once visited Zhang Ruochen with Luo Yi to Xinghuantian.

When the ancient god Yuying saw Zhang Ruochen, he also showed surprise and smiled: "I said who is chasing him? It turns out that it is Ruochen Realm Master. The realm Master is now very profound in his cultivation, and his breath is not revealed. Even the god cannot sense that it is you."

A look of suspicion appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes and said, "How could the ancient god appear here?"

"This matter is a long story." Yuying Ancient Shinto.

Zhang Ruochen said, "It's a long story? Well, can the ancient god know who he is?"

"Blood shines God!" Yuying's ancient divine way.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since you know that he is the God of Blood Yao, why do you want to kill him? You don't want to kill someone to silence him?"

The ancient god Yuying smiled bitterly and said, "Why would the Lord of the Realm think so? Let's do this, I will take you to meet someone, and you will know after seeing it!"

Zhang Ruochen did not relax his vigilance, and the ancient god of Yuying retreated to the distance.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the man in black and took off the mask of "machine" on his face.

Under the mask, it was indeed the face of the God of Blood.

After careful investigation, there was no trace of using the art of change.

The second halberd of the ancient god Yuying directly shattered the divine sea in the skull of the Blood-Yao God Lord, crushing the divine source.

In addition, there was a strong ghost energy in the body of the God of Blood Yao, which made his skin turn black in a very short period of time.

"Be careful, the ghost energy contains terrifying death power and is extremely harmful to living beings. Just now, I just wanted to smash his divine source, and then conveniently extract his soul and seize his memory. Unexpectedly, there was such a ghost energy hidden in his body. After it was released, it instantly wiped out all the vitality and even the soul was annihilated!" The ancient god Yuying stood in the distance and said.

Zhang Ruochen carefully took away a wisp of ghost energy. He was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly noticed something and looked at the God of Blood Yao again. He noticed his dying eyes and was slightly shocked.

After thinking for a while, he walked over again and waved his hand to close the eyes of the God of Blood Ray.

Yuying Gu Shin said: "He is treated like a brother and brother, but he joined a quantitative organization and wanted to kill the blood. The Blood Family suffered heavy losses because of him. Such a person will die more than anything else!"

The ancient god Yuying took off his battle robe tied to his golden armor, wrapped up the body of the God of Blood, and took Zhang Ruochen along the Santu River and flew downstream quickly.

In Xuan Yi's hands, he could get out. Zhang Ruochen is now a master of art and courage. Even though he knew that Yuying's ancient god had a problem, he still followed.

After flying for more than 100,000 miles, the ancient god Yuying and Zhang Ruochen landed on a divine ship hidden on the Santu River.

The warship formation of the divine ship is very clever, especially the concealed formation, which can even be concealed from Zhang Ruochen's perception at a certain distance.

Zhang Ruochen calculated that from the place where the God of Blood Yao died, it was exactly the distance from the God's step here.

"Bang!"

The ancient god Yuying threw the body of the God Lord Xue Yao on the ground and clasped his fists to report to the divine ship: "My God Mother, the person behind the God Lord Xue Yao should be Wen He Ghost Emperor. In his body, there is the deceased ghost energy of Wen He Ghost Emperor."
To be continued...