The True Lord Luanying who was lying on the ground kept twitching, and the divine blood flowed more and more in his mouth.

Chi Xingtian snorted: "Even if you are a powerful person in the Immortal Realm of the Corpse Clan, you shouldn't be so arrogant, right? I thought that just by roaring, I could scare me, Chi Xingtian?"

Mu Lingxi pulled Chi Xingtian's sleeve and said, "He seems to be unable to move and is wailing."

"King Qingli... Save... Help... Help... Ah..." The true Lord of Luanying was dying and felt that his divine body was about to crack.

Even the Black-hearted Demon Lord could not bear the howl of the old corpse ghost, and said, "Please look carefully, King Qingli, the corpse god should have been locked on the flame light column by a mysterious force. The divine fire on the flame light column is refining him."

"is that so?"

Chi Xingtian was moved and said, "I thought he was carrying a pillar on his back and wanted to fight me. It was not his warrior."

Mu Lingxi rolled his eyes and said, "Let's find Zhang Ruochen first!"

"No need to look for it! I have sensed the aura of that boy. There is a drop of my divine blood on him."

Chi Xingtian rolled up the black-hearted demon master, the true king of Luanying, and Mu Lingxi, stepped on a black demon cloud and flew straight towards the black temple in the starry sky.

His door had just landed on the hanging square outside the temple. With Chi Yao and Bai Qing'er helping him, Zhang Ruochen walked out.

There was no way. Just after just touching the Ming-word token, Zhang Ruochen's mental power was sucked dry, and he was extremely weak, and his legs were still trembling at this moment.

"Zhang Ruochen, we have met again. Do you still know who I am?"
Chapter completed!