God Emperor - Chapter 845

Chapter 845

The black earthen jug was extremely rough . Lines of dried patterns could be seen on its surface .

But such an ordinary jug had taken Ghost King in it .

Not only was Zhang Ruochen shocked, but also other monks hidden in the dark were astonished by it .

“Could it be… the so-called Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug?”

“It could be . The Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug is said to have been refined by a Supreme Saint Elder, and passed on from ancient times until now . ”

“Supreme Saint Shixin?”

“Right . Only figures like Supreme Saint Shixin had the ability to refine the Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug . ”

The Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug ranked Number 18 in the Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon List, even higher than the Taotian Sword . It was a scary murder weapon that could not only take dead souls, but extract souls from living humans .

The Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug shook violently just after it had taken Ghost King Bloodmoon in . A loud banging noise of collision was given out from inside it .

“A ghost king who has died twice should want to escape the Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug?”

Saint Shiva snorted . She pinched a drop of saint blood out of her finger . The blood flew and hit the surface of the Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug . Instantly, lines of bloody red patterns appeared on the surface of the jug, and suppressed Ghost King Bloodmoon in it .

While Saint Shiva was busy suppressing Ghost King Bloodmoon, Zhang Ruochen used sword language to recall the Taotian Sword back to the Spatial Ring .

Monks from the Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race and the Ancient Necromancer Race didn’t stop him .

After all, Zhang Ruochen was completely trapped there in their eyes .

Apart from the three saints, other Half-Saints from Ancient Necromancer Race and Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race showed up as well . There were about a dozen of them standing at the edge of sea of lava, each of them giving out powerful Qi .

Except for Yin Xuanji and Feng Yinchan, the rest were old lords who had lived at least 200 years, and were about to come to an end of their lives .

Feng Yinchan narrowed her eyes, and laughed . “Zhang Ruochen, you should give up and surrender now . It would be meaningless for you to go on fighting against us . ”

Zhang Ruochen as the Time and Space Descendent had refined Five Elements Chaotic Body . His body was already a fortune for the Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race .

The Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race had studied souls very thoroughly, and could use secret methods to rob Zhang Ruochen’s body .

If a Time and Space Descendent with a Five Elements Chaotic Body was born in the Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race, he could definitely lead the Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race to prosperity .

Zhang Ruochen looked around and saw himself surrounded by elders of the Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race and the Ancient Necromancer Race . None of them were less powerful than Zhang Ruochen .

They all looked at Zhang Ruochen with either sneers or looks of pity, as if Zhang Ruochen had become their prey and was waiting to be slaughtered .

“What if I don’t surrender?”

Although in a very passive situation, Zhang Ruochen appeared to be rather calm and didn’t want to give in .

“Then you’ll be forced to take it . ”

Saint Kongtong wasn’t in the mood to discuss this with Zhang Ruochen . He stretched out a bony arm to catch Zhang Ruochen across dozens of meters of space .

The martial art he used was called “Ge Kong Qu Wu,” and he had practiced it to its ultimate usage . With just a stretch of his hand, he could pick up the thing he wanted, even across thousands of meters of space .

Chi chi .

Rules of Saintly Way crossed back and forth rapidly above the Zhang Ruochen’s head, condensed into a black palm about twenty meters long and grabbed its underside .

The minute Zhang Ruochen was about to be caught by Saint Kongtong, a ray of green light surged out of the bottom of the pit in the center of the magma sea .

Strong Qi of Life was contained in the light .

In the next minute, green grasses were growing rapidly on the side of the magma lake and in the cracks of rocks, then turned into vines, flowers and bushes .

The deadly Ghost God Valley became vigorous in just a minute .

At the same time, a blade of sword Qi came out of nowhere and hit the condensed big hand of Saint Kongtong, crashing into it .

Without dispersing, the sword Qi kept going forward .

“There should be another master!”

The face of Saint Kongtong changed a bit, and he threw out three defending Rune Curses, which condensed into three layers of light shields in front of him .

Each light shield was about one meter thick .

He only had to use one defending Rune Curse to resolve the crisis in other times .

But now he had thrown three in a row, because the power given by the sword Qi was too strong for him to resist .

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

With three exploding noises, the light shields condensed by the three Rune Curses were penetrated by sword Qi in a second .

Sword Qi chopped off Saint Kongtong’s right arm .

A huge amount of saint blood flowed out of Saint Kongtong’s body . With a low groan, Saint Kongtong flew back and fell into the magma sea .

It was so extraordinary that all men present were astonished .

“What a blade! Perhaps only the Sword Saint could give out such strong power . ”

“Saint Kongtong has become a saint over hundreds of years with quite strong cultivation . Were it not the rebirth of the Sword Saint, who else could chop off his arm?”

“I thought that Zhang Ruochen had other last resorts . It turns out that he has a very powerful helper . ”

…

When they were all busy guessing, ecstasy showed on Zhang Ruochen’s face . And he looked to the center of the magma sea .

An outstanding figure was walking out of the green fog slowly .

Seeing that figure made Zhang Ruochen’s eyes wet . His body couldn’t help trembling, and kneeled down on one knee . “Master…”

Before he could kneel down, Sword Saint Xuanji raised a hand . He appeared in front of him the next minute, and helped him up . The deep eyes of Sword Saint Xuanji observed Zhang Ruochen carefully, and showed complex feelings .

The dead person had come back to life again . Even with his state of mind, Sword Saint Xuanji felt all kinds of feelings: lost, moved, shocked and at last, he calmed down .

It was his second time living in this world, so naturally he could keep his inner peace .

Sword Saint Xuanji patted Zhang Ruochen on the shoulder, and said, “Good boy . You retreat now; let master handle it from here . ”

Zhang Ruochen suppressed his desire to speak thousands of words to him and retreated behind Sword Saint Xuanji .

It’s already a miracle that his master was resurrected .

Monks in the Ancient Ghost Cultivation Race and Ancient Necromancer Race were all astonished by the fact that a dead person had come back to life .

They dealt with ghosts and corpses all year round, and naturally they could tell whether Sword Saint Xuanji was a living person or not .

There was no Qi of death on him . On the contrary, his Qi of life was thousands of times that of a normal person .

His original white hair had turned black .

All wrinkles on his face had disappeared, making him look like a middle aged man in his forties .

“Hua!”

Saint Kongtong rushed out from the magma sea and landed on the ground . Even though he was lacking an arm, his Holy Qi was still strong .

But when he saw Sword Saint Xuanji, he was totally shocked . “How could this happen?”

With rings of lights of life shining outside of his body, Sword Saint Xuanji said, “Kongtong, how dare you to pick a fight with my student? Did you really think I was dead?”

Saint Kongtong took a deep breath and then snorted . “It must be that Zhang Ruochen has found the Resurrection Potion for you . No wonder he insisted on fighting us here . It was to buy you some time . ”

“Why? Do you regret it now?” asked Sword Saint Xuanji .

Saint Shiva said, “Kongtong, don’t waste time talking to him . He’s just come back and hasn’t finished absorbing the medical power of the Resurrection Potion yet . We should take this chance to work together and kill him . Maybe we could even refine the Resurrection Potion from his dead body . ”

Saint Shiva threw her Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug to him immediately .

Ghost souls flew out of her earthen jug . Among them, four ghost souls were as powerful as Ghost Kings . It was already extreme for Saint Shiva to control four ghost kings .

Ghost King Bloodmoon hadn’t been refined by the Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug yet . She took the chance to run out and landed on the ground with the shape of ghost smoke, and appeared to be very weak .

Saint Shiva focused all her strength to deal with Sword Saint Xuanji now, and had no time to suppress her .

Meanwhile, Saint Kongtong and the man in purple and gold armor gave full play to their last resorts, and attacked Sword Saint Xuanji from the sides with Saint Spells .

The destruction of three Saints together was extraordinarily terrible . All cliffs and hills in Ghost God Valley crashed to pieces, giving off deafening noises .

Zhang Ruochen felt quite worried . After all, Sword Saint Xuanji had just awoken and was far from his prime time . He thought he might not be able to defend himself from the mere attack of three saints, not to mention their Soul-Absorbing Saint Jug .

So he took Taotian Sword out and wanted to hand it over to Sword Saint Xuanji .

But Sword Saint Xuanji shook his head slightly and stepped forward to the void with confidence . He used his hand as a sword and chopped in front of him .

The sword Qi was like a ten-thousand-meter-long waterfall, falling from the sky onto the bodies of the two saints of the Ancient Necromancer Race .

Puzz .

After only a minute, the body of Saint Kongtong collapsed and turned into a cloud of blood mist . And the broken saint bones in the blood mist fell to the ground .

The saint in purple and gold armor screamed tragically and fell from the sky . His armor was broken, and blood was all over his body .

A giant pit and a broken corpse appeared on the ground .

With only one blade, two saints had been vanquished .