The phantom shattered, Xiao Chen's body rolled several times, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth. He didn't dare to look back, Xiao Chen stepped on the void and continued to fly towards the king-class warship.

“I ran very quickly.”

A low voice came from behind, a vague black shadow in the distance, and a black chain was tied to each of his limbs and wrists.

A terrifying aura came from the black shadow, making people extremely depressed. This is a cruel character that Xiao Chen absolutely cannot deal with.

Huh, a fire suddenly flew in front of Xiao Chen. As soon as he fell, he came to Xiao Chen's rear and blocked the pursuit soldiers for him.

But it was Elder Bai, the hall master of Zhantian Palace. He held a five-foot long sword in his hand. His sword body was red, and there were flames storms around him. He slashed at the strange black shadow with one sword.

Bang!

The black shadow that made Xiao Chen feel depressed in his breathing was directly slashed by this sword, and the fire was swept away, making it extremely dazzling in the starry sky.

Xiao Chen fell on the deck of the king-class warship and saw clearly that the black shadow turned out to be a black body, as hard as cold iron, and lifeless magic zombie.

Behind the demon zombie, there was a stop: an old man from the corpse tribe holding a long whip, holding a confrontation with Elder Bai.

The old man from the corpse tribe saw Elder Bai's appearance and frowned. A master-level martial saint who had comprehended his will came. It was a little troublesome now.

The long whip in his hand swung in the air, as if it had magic power, and the demon slaughter with chains wrapped around his hands and feet flew quickly from afar and guarded the person.

If you look closely, there will be a three-foot-long wound on the chest of this demon slaughter that cannot heal, and disgusting liquid will continue to gush out of the wound.

It was caused by Elder Bai’s sword just now.

"Get out, something that is neither human nor ghost."

Elder Bai was very disgusted with the corpse clan. After seeing the demon zombie, his face was gloomy and terrible, and he answered without hesitation.

The old man from the corpse tribe was furious when he heard this. He could feel the invisible brilliance of the other party's flames and the thousands of thick laws of the Heavenly Saint behind him.

I swallowed my words and didn't dare to say more.

Elder Bai, a master-level martial saint, has realized 60% of the fire will. As long as the person who comes is not a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse, there will be no scruples.

The warrior of the Corpse Clan seemed to have received some voice transmission and said coldly: "I would like to remind your juniors. It is best not to leave the Tianwu Domain if you have nothing to do in the future."

After saying that, his figure flashed, he put away the demon zombie and prepared to return.

"Shadowless!"

With a angrily shout, Elder Bai exerted the power of the flame will to the extreme. After his death, the Heavenly Holy Law danced wildly, swinging out a flame sword curtain of hundreds of feet high, and rushed over like a booming river.

The old man from the corpse tribe was shocked. This guy was trying his best, and he clearly wanted to destroy him.

"Save me!"

Rumble!

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

The old man in black flew forward and swung a ball of corpse fire containing the will of death, silently assimilating Elder Bai's flame sword curtain.

"The younger generation is not as good as others in their skills. Our corpse temple has already admitted it. Why should you be aggressive?"

Elder Bai's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the man was sitting cross-legged with a golden corpse embroidered on his black shirt on his chest.

The light in his eyes flowed, and he finally snorted coldly and turned around and left.

Both sides were afraid and did not dare to make a big fight. A chaos caused by the flame crystal stone ended and drove away from each other.

"Hao Lord, why do they even want the throne of death? Just let us go."

The two-sided deputy hall master said strangely that the Throne of Death is a treasure left by the ancient evil king, which is in line with their path to death.

Elder Bai said in a deep voice: "I guess the Throne of Death has some other names. Xiao Chen, you'd better put the brand into the Throne of Death easily."

Xiao Chen nodded to express his understanding. When he killed the throne, he almost escaped into the path of killing. He would do it with caution without reminding Elder Bai.

"What is that!"

On the deck, there was a disciple who pointed to the front in surprise and said.

Xiao Chen followed his gaze and saw a white sedan chair in the distance floating in the starry sky with ghostly eyes. In the blink of an eye, it was very scary.

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

"The Eight Ghosts carry sedan chairs and are the martial saint-level masters of the Ghost Clan!"

"They followed the direction of the corpse dragon warships."

Elder Bai had a very bad impression of the corpse tribe and the ghost tribe, and said disgustedly: "Don't worry, just let them bite the dog."

The fellow practitioners of the Corpse Ghost Clan are the way of death. One collects the corpses of dead people and the other collects the souls of dead people. The directions are completely different, and they both look at each other and don’t like each other.

There are countless cases of fighting and shattering each other, so Elder Bai and the other two were not surprised by the appearance of this ghost sedan chair.

Xiao Chen was very interested in the ghost sedan chair. His spiritual sense kept chasing the other party for a long time. He guessed well.

The owner of the Corpse Dragon Battleship temporarily gave up the Throne of Death, which is very likely to be closely related to the ghost sedan that is chasing closely behind.

Suddenly, the ghost sedan curtain opened a gap. Xiao Chen could see the charming appearance clearly. He couldn't help but be shocked and took a step back involuntarily.

There was clearly a female ghost sitting inside, with her long tongue stretched out, her eyes were beadless, and there was a black hole, and seven holes were bleeding.

After looking carefully, I realized that I had just seen a phantom and the female ghost disappeared. A woman with fair skin and cold appearance, wearing a red dress, smiled at him with a deep meaning and closed the curtain again.

The big red robe, the white and cold face as white as snow, drooping like a waterfall, is so beautiful that it gives people no vitality.

This mysterious ghost woman interprets the word "shock" very well.

Has she noticed the throne of death in her hand?

Xiao Chen took a few steps back and was still feeling a little uneasy. The huge contrast really shocked people.

"Xiao Chen, are you okay?"

The one who spoke was Cui Hao. In the previous battle, Xiao Chen saved his life. He was not a petty person at all. With this kindness, his concern for Xiao Chen disappeared a lot.

Xiao Chen came back to his senses and smiled, "It's okay, my feet slipped."

Elder Bai turned around in front of him, looked at Xiao Chen deeply, and pondered: "Come with me."

Xiao Chen was a little confused by the other party's eyes. He muttered a few words in his heart, followed the other party up, entered the cabin and continued walking, all the way to the top floor of the highest warship.

The windows on all sides of the top floor are open. Looking around, you can see endless charm in the stars no matter which direction you go.

"Sit down, I'll accompany you for the two deputy hall masters, so you will expose the secret of the throne of killing."

Elder Bai reached out to make a call and said sincerely that Xiao Chen had been reluctant to leave the warship. He saw it and based on what happened later, he could tell what the real reason was with a little analysis.

Xiao Chen sat down and said, "You are polite to the Lord of the Palace. The misfortunes and blessings in the world are unpredictable. You will not lose much, and you will still bear the injuries you suffer. You can even seize the throne of death. Although you have a life of death, it is still an opportunity."

Elder Bai sighed softly and smiled bitterly: "You are thinking too simple. This is not an opportunity or a disaster, but a huge disaster."

"The Evil King is a famous king emperor in ancient times. The throne he left behind, the master-level martial saints will be moved. If I read it correctly before, the ghost woman in the white sedan chair will also notice you."

"The two sides must have important things. Once trivial matters are solved, they will send masters from the clan to find you to find the Throne of Death and the Throne of Killing."

When the Blood Throne was forced to be exposed, Xiao Chen had already expected such a thing. Elder Bai's analysis was only expected, and he was quietly waiting for the following text.

"If you go back to Haotianxing this time, I will find a clone of will of the main sect for you, and I will save your life at critical moments."

Sure enough, Haotian Sect would not sit idly by the situation, Xiao Chen raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Elder Bai."

Elder Bai chuckled and said, "Maybe I'm a bit exaggerated. Even if you know that you have two thrones, you probably won't spread the news."

Both clans wanted to take the throne into their own hands. The news spread and was known by other strong people, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of their own acquisition of the throne.

Xiao Chen remembered the woman in the sedan chair who was carrying the eight ghosts and asked, "The Palace Master, what is the origin of the woman in the sedan chair who was carrying the eight ghosts before? Seeing the two deputy palace masters said in surprise."

Elder Bai thought for a moment and said, "That white sedan chair looks ordinary. In fact, a famous secret treasure among the ghost clan is Guihou Qianxun, a powerful man of the Wu Emperor level."

"But looking at the person in the sedan chair, it should be her descendant or apprentice. However, if you can give her this secret treasure, this woman's talent must be quite good."

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

The average individual strength of the Ghost Clan and the Corpse Clan is definitely far ahead among the five existing races in the Kunlun Realm.

But the two tribes practiced the Great Way of Death, one seduced the soul and the other digged the grave, and they did things that violated the laws of heaven, so the population of the two tribes has never been able to spread.

The power distribution of the Ghost Domain and the Corpse Domain is not as complex as that of the human race and the demon race. They all have only one unified sect, namely the Corpse Temple and the Ghost Palace.

Although there are factional disputes within the country, it is much better than the human race and demon race, and is far less complicated than that of the two races.
Chapter completed!