The terrible murderous intent appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and the power burst out from the ancient sword of the Shenyuan in his hand became even more terrifying.

"Swish."

Seeing that the Chenyuan Ancient Sword was about to come, but he could not avoid it, Shang Zigong did not hesitate at all. The Yan corpse and the Han corpse immediately separated, and the Yan corpse, wearing three-color armor, took the sword.

The three-colored armor emits a dazzling three-colored holy light, just like three holy rivers flowing slowly, surrounding Shangzilu in the middle, forming a barrier that makes people unable to get close to it.

Unfortunately, this kind of barrier cannot stop the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

"Bang."

The ancient sword of Chenyuan was from top to bottom, and one sword slashed on the three-colored armor.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to cut off Shang Zipeng's head with one sword, but the sword style changed due to the influence of the three-colored armor.

It has to be said that this three-colored armor is indeed a treasure with endless magical uses. No wonder Shang Zigong practiced "Three Corpses Refining the Tao" and could be divided into three, but he only owned a three-colored armor.

Although the sword style of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword has been changed, the terrifying power it carries has not decreased at all.

Even with the defense of the three-colored armor, there is still a terrible force penetrates it and directly acts on the body of Shang Zi's Yanyanzi.

Shang Zipeng's corpse was hit by a meteorite and flew backwards at a very fast speed.

"puff."

While flying out, Shang Zipeng's corpse was bleeding from his mouth, mixed with a large amount of internal organ debris.

Anyone can see that under the three-colored armor, a large amount of blood flows out.

If you take off the three-colored armor, you will see that Shang Zipeng has two crossed ferocious wounds on his chest, one with deep bones visible, and the other with a direct cut off the sternum.

Among the two crossed ferocious wounds, there was a terrifying sword intent entrenching, and they were destroying them wantonly, making the wound unable to heal at all.

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to deal with Shang Zipeng's corpse, but turned to Shang Zipeng's corpse and rushed towards Shang Zipeng's corpse at a very fast speed.

From the fact that he used the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror to bounce the colorful merit divine light and severely damaging Shang Zigong's Yuan corpse, to the severe damaging Shang Zigong's Yan corpse with the Shenyuan Ancient Sword, everything happened in an instant, so that Shang Zigong's Yuan corpse was still flying high at this time and did not stabilize its body.

At this time, Shang Zi's Yuan corpse was injured, and his control over the Five Colored Merit Divine Monument became weaker, which made the Five Colored Merit Divine Monument’s ability to suppress time and space weaker.

With the help of the power of the Fire God armor, Zhang Ruochen successfully used space movement and appeared in front of Shang Zi's Yuanzi in an instant.

"not good."

Shang Zigong's Yuan Si's face changed drastically and he realized that the situation was not good.

However, even if he reacted, he had no time to dodge.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold and he was ruthless in his sword.

"Crash."

The ancient sword of Chenyuan slashed down like lightning, and the sword body was covered with terrible red flames, and there was even a mysterious purple light flowing.

Although Shang Zipeng's Yuan corpse was engraved with divine patterns, it could not resist the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

"puff."

As blood splattered, half of Shang Zigong Yuan's body was cut open, and even a small piece of his head was cut off.

At the critical moment, Shang Zi's Yuan corpse moved slightly, eliminating the fate of being cut in half from it.

Of course, it is not out of danger.

Without any hesitation, Shang Zipeng's Yuan corpse immediately took out something and hit Zhang Ruochen like lightning.

"Go to die."

"Boom."

It was a simple and somewhat incomplete bronze oil lamp. After it flew out, it exploded with a bang.

In an instant, a terrifying sea of ​​fire formed, completely covering Zhang Ruochen.

This sea of ​​fire is extraordinary, the flames are dark red, and there are hidden ghost shadows in it, making a shrill sound of ghost crying, which makes people feel numb.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen being shrouded in this evil sea of ​​fire, Shang Zipeng's Yuanzi immediately showed a cold smile, not caring about the injuries he suffered at all.

"It turned out to be ghost fire, Shang Zipeng is really cruel."

Looking at the dark red flames burning in the sky, the monks watching the battle suddenly exclaimed.

"What is the origin of Ghost Fire?" a monk asked curiously.

At this moment, most of the monks watching the battle looked confused and didn't know what ghost fire was.

The powerful man who recognized the ghost fire had a slightly solemn expression and said, "Ghost Fire is not a natural flame, but a man-cultivated one. It is rumored that in an extremely old era, an evil god collected endless evil spirits and then used the god corpse oil as a guide to cultivate an extremely sinister flame, which is this ghost fire."

"The ghost fire is not aimed at the body, but the soul. Once it is contaminated, it will be like a maggot in the tarsal bone, which is difficult to expel, and will be tortured by it, and the soul will be burned into nothingness bit by bit."

"Later, when this method spread, some people used the corpse oil of saints, holy kings and even great saints to cultivate ghost fire, which was also extremely terrifying."

"However, to this day, the method of cultivating ghost fire has been lost, and few people know about the existence of ghost fire. I also accidentally saw sporadic records about ghost fire in an ancient book."

"I really didn't expect that Shang Zipeng could find the ghost fire. It seemed that the ghost fire was cultivated with the Great Saint Corpse Oil. He was trapped in the sea of ​​ghost fire. Zhang Ruochen was in trouble."

Hearing this, many monks couldn't help but show an extremely shocked expression. Unexpectedly, the ghost fire had such a terrible origin.

As the strong man who recognized the ghost fire said, Shang Zigong used ghost fire to deal with Zhang Ruochen, which was really cruel.

In the sea of ​​ghost fire, Zhang Ruochen didn't care much at first. After all, he was wearing the Fire God armor and didn't have much flames that could pose a threat to him.

But soon, Zhang Ruochen noticed that there were a few wisps of flames that penetrated the armor of the Fire God, invaded his body, and headed straight for his holy soul.

Just when Zhang Ruochen was a little nervous and wanted to intercept those wisps of flames, something even more unexpected happened.

In the sea of ​​divine light energy, the divine yang transformed by the seven-star god-ling Riye leaf rotated quickly at this moment, releasing an extremely fierce and masculine aura, wrapping the wisps of ghost fire that invaded.

Then, the wisps of ghost fire made a sizzling sound, and a trace of black smoke came out.

In an instant, a few strands of ghost fire disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few strands of subtle pure vitality.

"Is it interesting to see if one thing overcomes one thing?" Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly.

Since the ghost fire cannot pose a threat to him, he does not need to stop him and let him invade his body.

Zhang Ruochen could feel that the vitality left behind after the ghost fire was extinguished was extremely pure and of high quality, which was just right for him to use.

"Zhang Ruochen, you should slowly struggle in pain!" Shang Zigong's Yuanzi smiled cruelly.

Although it is a pity to use the ghost fire cultivated with the Great Saint Corpse Oil, it is worth it as long as Zhang Ruochen can be removed.

Shang Zigong knew very well that Ghost Fire was terrible, so he didn't think that Zhang Ruochen had any way to resist it.

"Wow."

Extremely abruptly, Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the sea of ​​ghost fire and appeared directly in front of Shang Zipeng Yuan's corpse, which was severely damaged.

Shang Ziyang Yuanzi's pupils tightened, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and he immediately wanted to go backwards.

However, Zhang Ruochen didn't give him a chance at all, so Chen Yuan Ancient Sword quickly killed him neatly.

"puff."

This time, Shang Zigong could not avoid it anymore and was cut in half from it.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen poked out his other hand, and all the seven acupoints in his palm were opened, and surging blood and energy emerged."

The seven-orbital blood palm was used, and the violent power slapped the two halves of Shang Zi's Yuanzi's body.

"Bang."

Without any suspense, the two halves of Shang Zi's body immediately exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist, and the holy soul was completely annihilated.

At this point, Shang Zigong's Yuan corpse died.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen opened his mouth suddenly and swallowed all the burning ghost sea of ​​fire.

His injuries have not healed now, and the holy energy in his body has not been fully recovered. These ghost fires can be used as supplements.

"Zhang Ruochen actually killed a Shang Zipeng and swallowed the ghost fire in one bite. What's the situation?"

"With the same cultivation level in the Dao Realm, how could Zhang Ruochen kill a Shang Zipeng so easily?"

"Shang Zip was too careless and thought that he could deal with Zhang Ruochen with ghost fire, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of ghost fire at all. He was just carrying a stone to hit his feet."

"I'm not afraid of ghost fire. What kind of monster is Zhang Ruochen?"

…………

For a moment, all the monks watching the battle were shocked and could not believe what they saw.

In their opinion, Zhang Ruochen was extremely powerful and unstoppable.

"Zhang Ruochen, how dare you..."

Shang Zipeng's corpse of flame and cold corpse both showed angry expressions, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Yuan Zi was killed and wanted to practice it again, it was extremely difficult, and it might even be impossible to practice it again. This loss was beyond imagination.

Zhang Ruochen held the ancient sword of Shenyuan and looked at Shang Zipeng's corpse and cold corpse with cold eyes, saying, "Why don't I dare? "Three Corps Refining Taoism" gives you three lives, so I will kill you three times."

"I want you to die."

Shang Zigong was very angry and his eyes suddenly turned red.
To be continued...