Chapter Seven Hundred and Ninety Fifth: Big Talk

The phantom shattered, Xiao Chen's body rolled several times, and a large mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth. Watermark advertisement test The watermark advertisement test did not dare to look back, Xiao Chen stepped on the void and continued to fly towards the king-class battleship.

"It runs pretty fast."

There was a deep voice behind him, and a vague black figure in the distance, with a black chain tied to each limb and wrist.

The horrible aura came from the black shadow, making people extremely depressing. This is a ruthless character that Xiao Chen can't deal with.

Puffing, a flash of fire suddenly flew in front of Xiao Chen, and as soon as he fell, he came to the back of Xiao Chen and blocked the pursuers for him.

But it was Elder Bai, the master of Zhantian Temple. He was holding a five-foot long sword, the sword was red, and there was a flame around the starting point, and he slashed at the strange black shadow with a sword.

boom!

The black shadow that made Xiao Chen feel that his breathing was suppressed was directly slashed by this sword and flew over, the flames swept across it, and it appeared extremely bright in the starry sky.

Xiao Chen landed on the deck of the king-class battleship, and only then could he see clearly that the black figure turned out to be black all over, as hard as cold iron, lifeless and deadly.

Behind the devil, there is also an old man of the corpse clan holding a long whip, confronting Elder Bai.

The corpse clan elder frowned when he saw Elder Bai's appearance. A master-level martial sage who comprehended the will came, and it was a bit troublesome now.

With a wave of the long whip in his hand, it seemed to have magical powers, and the chained hands and feet flew over from afar, guarding in front of this person.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is a three-foot-long wound on this demon's stiff chest, which cannot be healed no matter what, and disgusting liquid is continuously gushing out from the wound.

It was caused by Elder Bai's sword strike just now.

"Go away, people who are not people and ghosts."

Elder Bai hated the corpse race very much. After seeing the demon stiffened, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he answered unceremoniously.

The old man of the corpse race was furious when he heard these words, and he could feel the circles of invisible flames of the opponent's will, and there were thousands of thick and strong heavenly laws behind him.

He swallowed the words in his mouth, not daring to say more.

Elder Bai is a martial saint at the master level, and he has comprehended 60% of the will of flame. As long as the person who comes is not a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse, he will not have any scruples.

The corpse clan warrior seemed to have received some sound transmission, and said coldly: "Remind your junior, it's best not to leave the Tianwu Domain if you have nothing to do in the future."

After speaking, his figure flashed, he put away his magic stiffness, and was ready to return.

"Big words!"

With a roar, Elder Bai used the power of the flame will to the extreme. Behind him, the Heavenly Sacred Law danced wildly, waving a flaming sword curtain as high as a hundred feet, rushing towards it like a vigorous river.

The old man of the corpse clan was shocked, this guy shot with all his strength, clearly intending to kill him.

"help me!"

Rumble!

A cloud of dust dispersed in the starry sky, and three huge corpse dragons were tied together by chains, dragging a black palace to slowly emerge, and an old man in black flew out of the palace.

The old man in black flew forward, swung out a corpse flame containing the will to die, and silently assimilated Elder Bai's flaming sword curtain.

"Juniors sparring, skills..., skills are not as good as others, our corpse temple has already confessed, why do you have to be aggressive."

Elder Bai's eyes were fixed, and he saw a golden corpse of a villain sitting cross-legged on the black clothes on his chest.

The brilliance in the eyes flowed, and finally he snorted coldly, turned and left directly.

The two sides had their own fears and did not dare to go to war. The chaos caused by the flame spar ended like this, and they drove away from each other.

"Hallmaster, why don't they even want the throne of death, just let us go."

The vice-master of the two sides said very strangely that the Throne of Death is a relic left by the evil kings in ancient times, and it fits with their death avenue.

Elder Bai said in a deep voice: "It is estimated that the Throne of Death has other names, Xiao Chen, you'd better put the brand on the Throne of Death easily."

Xiao Chen nodded to express his understanding. When he killed Throne back then, he almost escaped into the way of killing and couldn't extricate himself. This Throne of Death doesn't need to be reminded by Elder Bai, he will act cautiously.

"what is that!"

On the deck, suddenly a disciple pointed forward in surprise and said.

Xiao Chen followed his gaze, and saw in the distance a white sedan chair wrapped in white gauze, floating ghostly in the starry sky, blinking, it was very scary.

If you look closely, you will find that the sedan chair is not flying automatically, but eight green shadow ghosts are carrying the sedan chair and running quickly in the starry sky.

"The eight ghosts carrying the palanquin are martial saint-level masters of the ghost clan!"

"They followed the direction of the group of corpse dragon warships and chased them."

Elder Bai had a very bad impression of both the corpse clan and the ghost clan, and said disgustedly: "Don't worry about it, just let them bite dogs like dogs."

The corpse clan and the ghost clan practice the Avenue of Death, one collects the corpses of the dead, and the other collects the souls of the dead. Their development directions are completely different, and they both dislike each other.

Between each other, wars often broke out, and there were countless things to tear each other down. Therefore, the three elders and elders were not too surprised by the appearance of this ghost sedan chair.

Xiao Chen was very interested in the ghost sedan chair, and his spiritual sense has been chasing it for a long distance, if he guessed right.

The owner of the corpse dragon battleship temporarily gave up the death throne, which is very likely to have a lot to do with the ghost sedan that is chasing after him.

Suddenly, a gap opened in the curtain of the ghost sedan chair, and Xiao Chen could see the appearance of the charming woman clearly, so he couldn't help being startled, and took a step back involuntarily.

There was clearly a female ghost sitting inside, with her long tongue sticking out, her eyes without pearls, just a black hole, bleeding from seven holes.

When I looked carefully, I found that I just saw a phantom, and the female ghost disappeared. A fair-skinned, cold-looking woman in a red dress smiled meaningfully at him and closed the curtain again.

The bright red gown, the white as snow cold and ruthless face, the long hair that falls like a waterfall, is shockingly beautiful, but it feels lifeless.

This mysterious ghost woman perfectly interprets the word shocking.

Did she notice the throne of death in her hand?

Xiao Chen took a few steps back, still feeling a little restless, the huge contrast really shocked people.

"Xiao Chen, are you okay?"

It was Cui Hao who spoke. Xiao Chen saved his life in the previous battle. He was not a small-hearted person in the first place. With this kindness, his concern for Xiao Chen disappeared a lot.

Xiao Chen regained his composure and said with a smile: "It's okay, my foot slipped."

Elder Bai in front turned around, took a deep look at Xiao Chen, and muttered, "Come with me."

Xiao Chen was a little confused by the other party's glance, muttered a few words in his heart, followed the other party up, entered the cabin and continued walking until he reached the top floor of the battleship.

There are windows on all sides on the top floor, and you can have a panoramic view of the endless charm of the infinite star world no matter from which direction.

"Sit down, the old man will accompany you for the two deputy palace masters, and let you expose the secret of killing the throne."

Elder Bai stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and said sincerely that Xiao Chen had been reluctant to leave the battleship before. He saw it in his eyes, and based on what happened later, after a little analysis, he knew the real reason.

Xiao Chen sat down and said: "The lord is very polite. Misfortune and fortune are unpredictable in the world. The junior has nothing to lose, and the injuries he has suffered can still bear. He even won the throne of death. Although he escaped death, it is still considered a journey. .”

Elder Bai sighed softly, and said with a wry smile: "You think too simply, this is not an opportunity but a disaster, it is a great disaster."

"The evil king is a famous king in ancient times. The throne he left behind will make even a master-level martial saint be moved. If I read correctly, the ghost woman in the white sedan chair has also noticed you."

"The two parties must have important matters. Once the trivial matters are resolved, they will definitely send experts from the clan to find you to retrieve the Throne of Death and the Throne of Slaughter."

When the Scarlet Throne was forced to be exposed, Xiao Chen had already expected such things. Elder Bai's analysis was only expected, and he was quietly waiting for the next step.

"If you go back to Haotian Star this time, I will find a clone of the master's will for you, and protect your life at critical moments."

Sure enough, Haotianzong would not just sit back and ignore this situation, Xiao Chen raised his hand and said: "Thank you, Elder Bai."

Elder Bai smiled lightly and said: "Perhaps what I said was a bit exaggerated. Even if the ghost clan and the corpse clan knew that you have two thrones, they probably wouldn't spread the news."

Both clans want to take the throne into their own hands, so the news spreads and other powerful people know about it, which will undoubtedly increase the difficulty for them to obtain the throne.

Xiao Chen thought of the woman in the sedan chair carried by the eight ghosts, and asked: "Master, what is the origin of the woman in the sedan chair carried by the eight ghosts earlier, the two deputy palace masters said in surprise."

Elder Bai thought for a while, and said: "The white sedan chair looks ordinary, but it is actually a well-known secret treasure among the ghost clan. The owner is Qian Xun, the empress of ghosts, a powerhouse at the Emperor Wu level."

"But looking at the person in the sedan chair, it should be her descendant or apprentice, but to be able to bestow this secret treasure on her, this woman's talent must not be low."

The two were chatting, and with this topic, Elder Bai also explained to Xiao Chen some things about the ghost clan and the corpse clan.

In terms of average individual strength, the ghost clan and corpse clan are definitely far ahead among the five existing races in the Kunlun world.

However, the two clans practiced the Avenue of Death, one seduced the soul and the other dug the grave. What they did was against the law of heaven, so the population of the two clans could not be developed.

The distribution of forces in the Ghost Realm and the Corpse Realm is not as complicated as that of the Human Race and the Monster Race. There is only one unified sect, namely the Corpse Temple and the Ghost Palace.

Although there are factional disputes inside, it is much better than the human race and monster race, and it is far less complicated than those two races.

The two races are usually very low-key, and the ghost race is the most mysterious. The ghost race warriors are born with yin and yang eyes, and can clearly see all kinds of wandering spirits that the naked eye cannot notice.