Chapter 1317 - Death Race (1/2)

Chapter 1317: Death Race

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Such an impressive creature. It’s able to kill a heaven pa.s.s saint.”

Zhang Ruochen walked to the body of that heaven pa.s.s saint from Four Symbols Sect, staring at that b.l.o.o.d.y body. He saw the black devil dead Qi covering it, and he couldn’t touch it.

Hua!

He waved his arm, and holy Qi gushed out, dispersing the devil dead Qi.

Zhang Ruochen picked up a crimson holy sword and held it in his hand. He could feel the heat coming from the sword.

There seemed to be a fiery mountain hidden in the sword.

“Great sword.”

He couldn’t use Abyss Ancient Sword at the moment, so he needed another saint sword.

A powerful saint sword could make his strength surge.

That crimson saint sword was called Fire Luan Sword. It was a thousand-patterns saint weapon, which was a great sword.

Ge Ge.

The corpse that only had half a body left suddenly opened its eyes, showing its blood-red eyeb.a.l.l.s. They were filled with fierceness, and the corpse dashed toward Zhang Ruochen’s neck.

Ci La.

Zhang Ruochen waved his sword, and fiery light trailed, cutting the body in half.

Saintess Liuli looked shocked. She said, “He’s already dead, yet he can still make attacks. Is his saint soul still alive, driving his body?”

“It’s not a saint soul, but evil death Qi.”

Zhang Ruochen recalled something that he had encountered. Once a monk touched evil death Qi, he would either die or completely lose his mind to the point that he was bloodthirsty and belligerent.

What kind of power did evil death Qi have?

Did it actually come from Kunlun’s Field?

He could only know the answer after he captured that black shadow.

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, walked to a part of the body and took his saint source out, putting it in his sleeves.

“Terrifying. What kind of creature is he?”

“Is he a ghost?”

At this moment, the two heaven pa.s.s saints from Xingxu Sect and Yao Jia rushed out of the floating island with horror. They were both incredibly injured, trying to escape the s.p.a.ce bubble.

“Is that black shadow really that powerful? It was able to kill one heaven pa.s.s saint and injure two, including Martial Saint Canglan.”

Zhang Ruochen thought for a bit and rushed to the floating island.

Meanwhile, he asked Qing Mo to stay where she was instead of risking going to the floating island. He told her to hide somewhere safe.

The two heaven pa.s.s saints looked at Zhang Ruochen and the six female saints. They shook their heads and whispered, “Those young people are so fearless. They’re no match against that black shadow. The wisest thing to do is to run away.”

Hong Long.

The small world in that s.p.a.ce bubble shook, and then, two blood-red clouds flew in, tainting the sky bright red.

Two heaven pa.s.s blood generals rushed out of the b.l.o.o.d.y clouds and landed.

Four Sword Blood Saint had already recovered. Each of his four hands were holding a sword, and a powerful sword intent gushed out of his body. Suddenly, most of the small world was covered by sword Qi, making ear-piercing sounds.

Miefeng Blood Saint guffawed and wielded chains that were as thick as buckets. They looked like two iron dragons, blocking the way of those two human heaven pa.s.s saints. “Now that you’re here, why are you trying to leave?”

Four Sword Blood Saint looked at the leaves that fell from the floating island. His eyes gleamed, and he wielded all four of his saint swords, forming four sword rivers, slas.h.i.+ng the floating island, trying to break it and take the Thousand Leaves Saint Core Gra.s.s.

Peng Peng.

A giant reticle emerged around the floating island, warding off the sword Qi.

“There’s another formation guarding that island.” Four Sword Blood Saint stepped on the swords, trying to get onto the island.

The floating island was in chaos. Zhang Ruochen and the six female saints formed a sword formation, helping Martial Saint Canglan fight that black shadow. The ancient buildings on the island kept collapsing because of the fight.

Four Sword Blood Saint rushed toward the center of Thousand Leaves Saint Core Gra.s.s. If he could get its root, he could take it away with him.

“You’re just an immortal vampire. Do you really think you can get the Thousand Leaves Saint Core Gra.s.s?” The black shadow turned into black air, rushed out of the sword formation and struck down with its metal palm.

Four Sword Blood Saint tried to fight back, hitting the metal palm.

However, that metal palm seemed to have endless strength, pressing the saint sword held by Four Sword Blood Saint. Meanwhile, a trace of cold evil death Qi gushed toward Four Sword Blood Saint through the sword.

“You… You are of the death race?” Four Sword Blood Saint was startled. He immediately threw his saint sword away and retreated. After he balanced himself again, he summoned his four sword slaves to ward off the evil death Qi.Read the next chapter on our vipnovel.com

There came the sound of wind chimes again.