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Chapter 848 Return to Kunlun Realm

The semi-saints of the Ministry of War were also moved, so they all went to King Bu Qianfan, wanting to know what decision he would make?

Bu Qianfan had a deep friendship with Zhang Ruochen, so naturally he could not be an enemy of Zhang Ruochen.

"How does the Ministry of War do things? Do you need to teach you, the evil demons and heretics?"

After saying this, Bu Qianfan mobilized the holy energy in his body, raised his painting halberd, soared, and hit Yin Xuanji on the back of the dragon corpse.

Bu Qianfan has already broken through to the semi-saint realm, and with the powerful immortal holy body, the power he exploded is naturally quite powerful.

All the semi-saints in the Ministry of War had no other choice, and they all attacked the semi-saints of the ancient tribe who drove away the corpse and the ancient tribe who raised the ghosts.

Bu Qianfan had already explained the interests to them before. With their strength, it was impossible to capture Zhang Ruochen. On the contrary, only by helping Zhang Ruochen can he have the opportunity to leave the underworld.

No one wants to stay in the underworld and wait for death. In order to survive, he naturally has to fight.

It’s not too late to return to Kunlun Realm and think about how to explain to the above.

In addition to the Ministry of War, monks from the black market and other forces also used holy weapons and martial arts, and made ruthless moves to kill all the semi-saints of the ancient tribe who drove away corpses and the ancient tribes of the ancient tribe of raising ghosts.

Zhang Ruochen stood by the river of corpses and looked at this scene and felt quite funny.

Originally, he had already prepared to ask the Blood Moon Ghost King to take action to deal with Yin Xuanji and Feng Yinchan.

But unexpectedly, suddenly, so many unknown monks appeared, all of whom took the initiative to be his thugs, fighting the semi-saints of the ancient ghost-raising tribe and the ancient corpse-driven tribe without any power to fight back.

"Bang!"

An old semi-saint from the ancient corpse-driven tribe was attacked by six holy tools in a row, but he could not resist it. His body was beaten to pieces and died on the bank of the corpse river.

"Princess, run away."

In order to protect Feng Yinchan from escaping, another half-saint of the ancient ghost clan, endured the palm power of the three half-saints in a row, and the bones of the body were shattered into powder and fell to the ground.

...

"Sometimes, why can you become friends even if you are enemies?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, and suddenly, his heart moved and realized something.

If the great disaster is really coming, then will all the major forces in the Kunlun Realm, whether it is the black market or the demon sect, unite and fight together for survival?

Then, he shook his head again.

Although, in the face of death, everyone can indeed form a centripetal force. However, human nature is very selfish and ultimately depends on its own powerful strength. It is the eternal truth.

Zhang Ruochen no longer paid attention to the chaotic battlefield and began to study the extreme wall of space above the Corpse River.

As the holy energy circulated, two divine seals appeared in his eyes.

The spatial structure above the corpse river was all revealed before his eyes, like dense silk threads, intertwined together, forming quite complex patterns.

If it were in the past, even if Zhang Ruochen could observe the unique spatial structure here, he would probably be helpless.

Since he realized the rules of space, Zhang Ruochen's control over space has improved a big step. So he stood above the heads of the gods and demons and rats and began to cross the river carefully.

At the beginning, it was smooth sailing, but when we arrived at the center of the Zihe River, the spatial structure became more complicated, and even Zhang Ruochen felt it was quite tricky.

The first time crossing the river was declared a failure, Zhang Ruochen had to retreat.

At this time, the battle by the Corpse River had ended. The old semi-saints of the ancient tribe who drove the Corpse and the ancient tribe of the Ghost Raising Ghosts were all killed in battle, and only Feng Yinchan and Yin Xuanji escaped.

Everyone did not chase them.

As long as they cannot return to Kunlun Realm, they will die in the underworld sooner or later.

In three days, Zhang Ruochen tried seven times in a row, and finally overcame the difficulties and successfully reached the other side of the corpse river.

"It's successful, finally it's successful, we're back to Kunlun Realm." The god and demon rat were so excited that he howled excitedly.

Zhang Ruochen also gave a long breath and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. Then, he rode the gods and demons again, crossed the corpse river, and returned to the underworld, preparing to pick up Mu Lingxi and Xiao Hei.

Previously, he just tried to cross the river, which was very risky, so he did not bring Mu Lingxi and Xiao Hei with him.

Since it was successful once, Zhang Ruochen knew it next.

The body of the god and demon rat became seven feet long and turned into a black giant rat. Zhang Ruochen stood at its head, while Xiao Hei and Mu Lingxi stood on its back.

In addition, all other monks used floating corpses as boats, following closely behind Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen has no favoritism or disgusts these people. After all, they are also trying to survive.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen tacitly allowed them to follow behind and bring them back to Kunlun Realm together, which was also considered a good fate.

...

…………

Yin Xuanji and Feng Yinchan stood in a higher position in the underworld, and both were seriously injured.

Especially Yin Xuan Ji, even with the protection of the Great Sage's Shroud, his body was still shattered half, losing most of his life, and being able to survive was simply a miracle.

They looked at the people crossing the corpse river, and their eyes showed an angry expression.

"If I could return to Kunlun Realm, I would definitely refine Zhang Ruochen into a corpse slave, so that he could endure the torture of the eighteen levels of hell every day." Yin Xuan Ji said.

He counted all his hatred on Zhang Ruochen.

Feng Yinchan's eyes were full of fatigue and despair, and he said, "It's a pity that we will never go back. We will die in the underworld soon."

"It may not be."

Yin Xuanji's hands pinched into claws and penetrated into his eye sockets.

His whole body was trembling, blood kept pouring out of his eyes, and a low roar came out of his mouth. After a while, he dug out two blue eyeballs and held them in the palm of his hand.

The two eyeballs were like two beads, completely wrapped in blue flames, emitting two powerful ghost auras.

"This is a ghost weapon obtained by the ancestors of my clan, called the Green Eyes and Green Blood Bead. I refined it into my eyes. I originally wanted to practice the "Blue Blood Sutra". Now, I probably have to use it to return to Kunlun Realm." Yin Xuanji said.

Feng Yinchan showed joy in his eyes and said, "With the help of it, can he return to Kunlun Realm?"

"That's right."

Yin Xuanji said again: "However, we have to pay a huge price. We really don't want to use it unless we have to."

“What’s the price?”

"We must abandon our physical body and hide the holy soul in the blue-eyed and blue blood beads before we can cross the corpse river and return to Kunlun Realm. After we go back, we must find another physical body and use the secret technique of resurrecting the soul to "live". Even so, there are great risks. If we are not careful, we will lose our souls."

Feng Yinchan took one of the green-eyed and green blood beads, with a very cold and sharp look on his face, and said, "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will fight. When I return to Kunlun Realm, I will complain and take revenge if I have revenge."

"Wow—"

The holy soul of Yin Xuanji and Feng Yinchan broke away from their bodies and flew into two blue-eyed and green blood beads.

Then, a ghost servant of Feng Yinchan, carrying two green-eyed and green blood beads, immediately flew towards the direction of the corpse river and soon arrived opposite the corpse river.

The green eyes and green blood beads are ghost tools, which are essentially different from holy tools, so they are not blocked by the extreme walls of space.

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