Qinghuo Xuanwu is one of the three descendants of the divine beast Xuanwu. Although it is not as powerful as the real divine beast Xuanwu, it is still a very powerful and ferocious beast in the eyes of ordinary people.

The Qinghuo Xuanwu at the bottom of the Blood Spring Trench has been dead for many years, but the inside of its body is still burning with blazing blue flames.

The more you walk towards the abdomen, the more vigorous the blue flame will be and the temperature will be higher.

Zhang Ruochen supported a space field with a diameter of three meters, blocking the blue black savage flames outside the field.

It took him a quarter of an hour to pass through layers of obstacles and come to Qinghuo Xuanwu's abdomen.

I saw a thick rusty iron pillar penetrated the body of Qinghuo Xuanwu, standing in the center of his abdomen, emitting a strand of dead evil spirit like ink.

In the black dead aura, a burly man wearing golden armor sat cross-legged. He was two meters tall and looked in his forties, with distinct facial features and strong temperament, and a foot-long blue beard on his chin.

A token of the Ministry of War was hung on his waist.

Obviously, he is also a soldier in the Ruins.

The aura emitted from this person's body was very terrifying, and it seemed much stronger than the Black Skeleton King. It can be seen that he must be a semi-saint.

Only King Jinhuang has reached the semi-saint realm in the entire Xixuanhai.

In this way, his identity is about to emerge.

Zhang Ruochen just glanced at him and had confirmed his identity, saying: "King Jinhuang has indeed reached the bottom of the Blood Spring Trench."

A light spot appeared at the center of King Jinhuang's eyebrows.

Through that spot of light, you can see that deep in his eyebrows, in the sea of ​​qi, there seemed to be a blue star emitting powerful pressure from the holy aura.

Zhang Ruochen was careful and just took a step forward.

"Wow—"

Immediately, the blue star between King Jinhuang's eyebrows radiated a circle of ripples and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen felt an invisible pressure, and suddenly, it surged from the direction of King Jinhuang and acted on him. That feeling was like he was enduring ten times the gravity.

When Zhang Ruochen took the second step, the pressure increased a little, comparable to twenty times the gravity acting on his body.

Zhang Ruochen took nine steps in a row, and the pressure his body was under was nearly a hundred times the gravity.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the light spot between King Jinhuang's eyebrows and said intimately, "Although King Jinhuang's cultivation is powerful, it is still in the semi-saint realm after all, and it is impossible to have such a powerful holy power. The blue star in the sea of ​​qi in his eyebrows must be the holy source of Xuanwu. Only by obtaining the holy source can he become so powerful."

The semi-saint can make the martial soul grow into a holy soul.

When the holy soul is angry, it will exude the holy power, making the monks who are close to the semi-saint unable to help but feel awe.

However, the semi-saint is still one step away from the true saint. The power of the holy power also has a certain limit.

Only by condensed from the holy source can one be considered a true saint.

The holy power of the saint is even more powerful.

When a saint is angry, just that emotion can trigger some holy laws and rules between heaven and earth, shock all living things and kneel on the ground.

Just as Zhang Ruochen walked near King Jinhuang, suddenly, King Jinhuang opened his eyes and glared at Zhang Ruochen.

There were no pupils in his two eyes, because even the whites of his eyes turned black, like two black holes, emitting a strong aura of death.

"No, King Jinhuang has been controlled by the evil spirit of Iron Pillar, and has become an evil semi-saint." Zhang Ruochen's face changed and he was about to retreat.

King Jinhuang not only conquered Xuanwu Holy Source and brought it into the Qihai Sea. At the same time, he actually wanted to collect the iron pillar with a huge evil spirit.

That iron pillar is indeed an amazing warrior, but the evil spirit of death contained on the iron pillar is quite terrible and cannot be suppressed by King Jinhuang at all.

It is precisely for this reason that King Jinhuang was controlled by Tiezhu and lost himself.

"Wow—"

Two cold beams of light shot out from King Jinhuang's two black eyes, like black lightning, hitting Zhang Ruochen's chest.

Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to expand the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture, inject the true energy into the picture scroll, and block it forward.

The inscription on the scroll was about to emerge, rays of white glow radiating, colliding with two black light columns.

"Chew!"

Zhang Ruochen slid back five feet before he calmed down again.

The two light columns shot out from King Jinhuang's eyes were gradually purified by the white light on the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture, turning into black light spots, dissipating in the water.

The Qiankun Divine Wood Picture has a special power to suppress evil spirits. At that time, the Blood Spirit King was suppressed by it once.

King Jinhuang was a little surprised and said, "My junior, you still have some skills. I advise you to leave here. Otherwise, if I take action again, you may lose your life."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Shenmutu Picture of Qiankun with one hand, and carried the ancient sword of Shenyuan with the other, walked forward again, saying, "King Jinhuang, it is you, not me who should leave here. You have been invaded by the evil spirit of death in the iron pillar, but you do not know that if you continue to collect the iron pillar, you may become an evil slave of the iron pillar."

King Jinhuang laughed loudly and said confidently: "I have been practicing in the battlefield of the Ruins for a hundred years. I don't know how many bloody battles of life and death. My mind is as firm as iron. Can the evil power of a mere iron pillar affect me?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "If there was a mirror in front of you, maybe you would see how hideous and terrifying you were now."

After saying that, Zhang Ruochen pointed forward with his fingers.

"Wow!"

A halo of light gradually dissipated on his fingertips, condensed into a round mirror of spiritual light, suspended in front of King Jinhuang.

When King Jinhuang saw himself in the mirror, he suddenly showed a look of panic in his eyes.

People in the realm are covered with black evil spirits, their eyes are so dark that they cannot see their pupils, and all the meridians on their faces are highlighted, like a ghost.

King Jinhuang shook his head vigorously, unable to accept himself in the mirror, and shouted hoarsely: "No... it's not me... it's not me..."

"I am the king of the army on the battlefield of the Ruins. I will win every battle. How could I be invaded by the mere death evil spirit? It's you, it must be you, junior, you dare to tease me? When I refine this iron pillar, I will definitely tease you to pieces."

"Pop!"

As soon as Zhang Ruochen closed his fingers, the mirror surface of the aura immediately dissipated.

Zhang Ruochen took another step forward and said, "King Jinhuang, I am one of the soldiers in the Ruins, and you are the commander of the soldiers in the Ruins. However, you want to kill me. This shows that your original heart has been corroded by the evil spirit on the iron pillar and is becoming bloodthirsty."

King Jinhuang was quite anxious, his teeth were clenched, and his murderous intent became stronger.

King Jinhuang's face was a little distorted, and he said coldly: "King Wushou Jiao, go and kill this junior for me."

The King of Black Skeletons?

Zhang Ruochen was shocked, and secretly circulated his true energy and became alert.

I saw King Jinhuang's arm stretching forward, and a red dragon shadow flew out of his sleeve.

"roar!"

The three-foot-long red cloud python dragon flew around the iron pillar, and a red light radiant from its body, forming a bright ball of light.

After a moment, the body of the Red Cloud Python Dragon expanded, condensed into a human form, flew out of the light ball, landed on the ground, knelt in front of King Jinhuang on one knee, "Greetings to Master."

It turned out to be the King of Black Skeletons.

Previously, when Zhang Ruochen attacked the Fish and Dragon Realm in the scroll world, the Black Skeleton Dragon King rushed into Xuanwu's abdomen. He originally wanted to seize the Xuanwu Holy Source on King Jinhuang.

Unfortunately, after King Jinhuang obtained the Xuanwu Holy Source, his cultivation level increased greatly and he suppressed the Black Skeleton King.

In addition, King Jinhuang also used the beast-controlling inscription to penetrate into the body of the Black Skeleton King and took it into a mount.

Zhang Ruochen carefully looked at the Black Skeleton King, and the breath of the Black Skeleton King was disordered, his eyes were dim and his dark light, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Moreover, there were wisps of beast-controlling inscription patterns flowing on the eyes of the Black Skeleton King, which was obviously controlled by King Jinhuang and became a war beast of King Jinhuang.

Zhang Ruochen guessed what was going on, looked at King Jinhuang and said, "King King Jinhuang, I am here not to fight with you, but to exchange the Xuanwu Holy Source with you. I can exchange it with you with Dragon Ball."

After breaking through to the Fish and Dragon Realm, Zhang Ruochen can already summon the dragon ball out of his body.

"What are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

King Jinhuang had no intention of exchanging with Zhang Ruochen at all. Instead, he showed a sarcastic expression and smiled: "King Wushoujiao, kill him for me. The dragon ball on his body will belong to you in the future."

The eyes of the Black Skeleton King lit up and showed a greedy look.

It is a dragon clan. If it can swallow the dragon ball, it may be able to escape and turn into a level seven-level wild beast in one fell swoop and turn into a dragon.

"Thank you, Master, Wu Shi will do his best to kill this son."

The Black Skeleton King bowed to King Jinhuang, and then he took out the flame war hammer and walked towards Zhang Ruochen step by step.

Zhang Ruochen shook gently, knowing that King Jinhuang had completely corrupted his mind by the iron pillar and turned into an evil demon, and he could no longer negotiate terms with him.

Now he can only force his plan.

Zhang Ruochen slowly lifted the ancient sword of Chenyuan and said, "King Wushou Jiao, you have been seriously injured. At the bottom of the sea, you are no match for me. I advise you to retreat immediately."

"Haha! Human Boy, you are seriously injured? You don't really think that you can defeat me with the help of the water pressure of the sea? Let me tell you the truth, even if I am suppressed by the water pressure of the sea, I will be the king of the dragon clan after all, but you are just an ant." The black-skeleton dragon king smiled.

Even with the suppression of the environment, the King of Wushouji is still very confident in his strength and does not believe that he will lose to a human junior.

Time is tight, and Zhang Ruochen no longer talks nonsense with the King of Black Skeleton. He stepped on his footwork and changed his figure nine times in a row. He appeared in front of the King of Black Skeleton, slashed his sword and slashed out twelve sword energy.

After breaking through to the Yulong Realm, Zhang Ruochen's true energy became thicker. With the powerful martial soul comparable to the ninth transformation of Yulong, he could mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on a large scale.

In this way, he can activate more inscriptions in the sword body, allowing the Chenyuan Ancient Sword to explode with more powerful power.

A holy weapon that controls the power of the warriors in the Tianji Realm and the cultivators in the Yulong Realm is naturally different.

"Bang bang!"

Each of the twelve sword energy was more than ten feet long, taking an arc shape, knocking the Black Skeleton Dragon King backwards.

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