The Ghost King of Shenchu ​​also felt a huge crisis, and his huge body trembled slightly.[    <

With just this slight movement, the entire volcano was shaking, and fires came out from the top of the mountain, surging golden magma, flowing down from above.

At the same time, Shenchu ​​Ghost King opened his mouth and exhaled a mass of ghost energy.

"And even ant dares to attack me and die for me."

The ghost energy flew in the air, condensed into a human form, and turned into a giant ghost general wearing black armor. His body was as high as four meters high. He pointed to a black spear with a low roar and stabbed Zhang Ruochen.

Even though the Ghost King of Shenchu ​​is quite weak at this moment, the ghost energy he exhaled is still very powerful, containing the power of destroying the world.

The spear pierced, causing the surface of the volcano to fly sand and stones, and the ghost energy surged wildly.

In the magma ocean, huge waves were stirred up. In the blink of an eye, the sharp spear tip had attacked Zhang Ruochen.

"If you want to kill him, step on my body first."

Mu Lingxi activated the holy energy, and his slender body was completely covered with white snake scales.

On her back, a pair of huge phoenix wings spread out, she pushed forward with her palms, and knocked out the real cauldron of the beasts.

The real biology of the beasts quickly rotated, becoming increasingly huge, and finally grew to three feet high, turning into a giant black cauldron, colliding with the spear stabbed by the ghost general.

"Boom."

The ghost general used a crushing force to knock the real cauldron of hundreds of beasts backwards and hit Mu Lingxi's chest.

Mu Lingxi spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and finally stared at Zhang Ruochen, with a slight smile in his eyes, and with a thud, he fell into the magma ocean.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen's heart trembled, bloodshots appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "Go to die for me."

Dozens of space cracks flew towards the Shenchu ​​Ghost King at the same time. The entire space was completely broken and in an instant, the ghost general holding a spear was torn to pieces.

The broken space remains unabated and continues to fly toward the hillside.

The King of Gods also knew that it was at the critical moment of life and death. Suddenly, a loud roar came out of his mouth, shaking his ghost body into pieces, turning into a mass of ghost energy, and breaking away from the thirty-six Buddhist chains.

This is a means of self-destruction. Although it will cause great damage to the vitality, only in this way can one preserve life.

"Wow——"? That ghost energy rushed out between dozens of space cracks and disappeared above the volcano.

"I will definitely not let you go...you...you wait..."

The voice of the Ghost King of Gods grew farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.

Just as the Ghost King of Shenchu ​​let out a loud roar, Zhang Ruochen's eyes went dark and fell to the ground, bleeding from the seven holes, and fainted.

When he woke up again, he was still lying at the foot of the volcano. A monk in simple Buddhist clothes stood not far away, staring at him with his deep eyes.

The old monk looked thin, like a layer of brown old skin covering his bones.

It is such a person who gives Zhang Ruochen a feeling of rising up to the mountains, just as if a thread of his falls to the ground and can tremble the earth; if he breathes out, he can change the color of the world.

Even if the Buddha Emperor is alive, he is probably not the case.

The old monk showed a kind smile, bowed to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Donor, you finally woke up."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the undulating magma ocean, a little lost and confused, with a look of confusion.

His heart was very painful, he climbed up from the ground and whispered: "Lingxi."

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, the female donor has been rescued by the poor monk. The female donor has the blood of the ice phoenix in her body, and her vitality is quite strong, so there is nothing serious."

Zhang Ruochen glared at his eyes, showing an expression of great joy. It was not until this time that he saw Mu Lingxi lying on the ground, and immediately rushed over, helped her up, and investigated her injuries.

As the old monk said, although Mu Lingxi did not wake up, his breath was stable and his vitality was quite strong.

Zhang Ruochen finally breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the old monk, quickly stood up, bowed deeply to the old monk, and said, "Thank you for helping me, I will never forget you."

The old monk was like a pine tree standing on the ground, and his body emitted a simple and vicissitudes of life, just like a sage walking out of history books.

His old eyes looked at Zhang Ruochen and sighed: "It's all my fault that I misjudged the strength of the Shenchu ​​Ghost King. You two shouldn't let you two take risks." Zhang Ruochen saw the old monk's very weak appearance, so he took out two holy stones and handed them to him.

The old monk did not refuse and bowed to Zhang Ruochen again. Then, he pinched two holy stones in his hands, began to absorb the holy energy in the holy stone and restore his own cultivation.

I have to say that the old monk's cultivation is indeed quite terrifying.

The holy energy contained in the holy stone is so amazing. With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, even if it takes three years, he may not be able to absorb the holy energy in a holy stone.

However, in just a moment, the holy energy in the two holy stones in the old monk's hand was absorbed and turned into sand, leaking out from his fingers, and spilling on the ground.

The old monk's body finally recovered a little, and there was a little blood on his old face.

"In the underworld, the holy energy in the body will only continue to be lost and cannot be absorbed back at all. I and Shenchu ​​Ghost King have fought in this Ghost Valley for more than a year, and the holy stones on my body will have been consumed. If the little donor hadn't taken action and helped the old monk repel Shenchu ​​Ghost King, I'm afraid that in a few days, the old monk would have died of oil and lights." The old monk said.

Zhang Ruochen took out two more holy stones and handed them to the old monk.

However, the old monk shook his palm gently and said with a smile: "I have recovered a lot. Even if I absorb the holy energy again, it will not be of much use. Today, thank you for the two holy stones of the donor. When I return to Kunlun Realm, I will definitely return it a hundred times." Zhang Ruochen saw the old monk saying this, so he took back the two holy stones and asked: "Has the Ghost King of Shenchu ​​escaped?"

The old monk nodded and sighed: "Previously, he took the initiative to break his ghost body and escape. At that time, I was too weak and was eager to save you, so I was unable to keep him. However, he was already seriously injured and I was afraid he would not be able to survive the seventh ghost catastrophe for a while."

Zhang Ruochen's expression was solemn, and he said in surprise: "The Ghost King of Shenchu ​​is about to survive the seventh ghost catastrophe?"

Once you have passed the seventh ghost catastrophe, then the Shenchu ​​Ghost King will be renamed as Shenchu ​​Ghost Emperor and become an existence comparable to the Great Sage.

The so-called great saint is an existence with the greatest wisdom, understanding the way of all things, and cultivating the holy path to the extreme.

The old monk nodded and said, "It was about a year ago that I came to the underworld to travel and happened to meet the Sinchu Ghost King here for the seventh ghost catastrophe, so I took action to stop him."

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Why did the Ghost King of Shenchu ​​overcome the ghost catastrophe here? The space here is very fragile. How can he withstand the power of the ghost catastrophe?"

“The donor is very smart.”

The old monk exclaimed: "I am also quite confused about this. After fighting with the Ghost King of Shenchu ​​for several months, I gradually figured it out."

"If the donor is here, he must have heard of the legendary story of the Thousand Bone Empress killing the gods. It is said that the god corpse fell in the valley of Ghosts and Gods."

"What does the relationship between the God King in the First God and this story? Could it be..." An amazing thought emerged in Zhang Ruochen's mind.

The old monk saw through what Zhang Ruochen thought and said, "That's right, the God King of God is probably the ghost of the fallen god. Therefore, when he came here to survive the seventh ghost tribulation, he could use the divine power of his life to succeed, and the probability of success in the tribulation would be greater."

Zhang Ruochen's face was solemn, and he said, "If so, he is really a ghost of god. If he is asked to escape this time, there will definitely be endless troubles in the future."

The old monk seemed very calm and said, "I can only say that his energy has not been exhausted and his life should not be eliminated. The Valley of Ghosts and Gods is his territory, and he has taken advantage of the heaven, time and place. Even if the great sage of the human race comes, he may not be able to destroy him."

"Too persistence and regret will only affect one's own practice, but it will not have any effect. It's better to look forward. Wouldn't there be more opportunities in the future?"

Since the Ghost King of Shenchu ​​has escaped, no matter how unwilling he is, it is meaningless.

From this we can also see that the old monk's state of mind is indeed much higher than that of the young man Zhang Ruochen.

The old monk said again: "I never want to owe others, but today I owe the donor a great favor. Let's do this! I promise here that I can promise to repay you two things."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the old monk and saw that he looked very solemn, it didn't seem like a joke.

The old monk's cultivation level can suppress the ghost king of the first god. From this we can see that even if he is not a great saint, he is probably quite close to the realm of a great saint.

Such a powerful person, what does it mean to promise to do two things for him?

This means that in the future, few people in the Kunlun world dare to offend Zhang Ruochen. Even if Zhang Ruochen's previous enemies could only take a detour when they saw him.

Zhang Ruochen did not act too excited, seemed quite calm, and asked: "As far as I know, Buddhism and Taoism have a legend of reincarnation. The younger generation really want to know whether the cultivation of the previous generation can help those who are scattered and gather their souls again? Even if they cannot save him, even if they are just reincarnation and practice."

The old monk's cultivation is unfathomable. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Ruochen has a slim hope.

The old monk was silent for a moment and said, "Does the donor want to ask me to help you save someone?"

"Yes." Zhang Ruochen said.
Chapter completed!