On the ground, only half of the face-shaped bones remain.

Mu Lingxi walked to Zhang Ruochen and stretched out a slender hand. The pair of phoenix wings behind him looked particularly gorgeous and beautiful, as if they had dispelled the darkness.

Zhang Ruochen had a very heavy corpse poison on his body. He didn't touch her hand, so he got up by himself and asked, "How did you recover your cultivation?"

Mu Lingxi withdrew his hand and said, "I have always been in cultivation, but this body cannot withstand such strong power and cannot be used. It is like wrapping fire with paper, once the flames burn, the paper will be gone and the flames will be gone! No matter how strong the flames are, they can only become cold fires and can be nurtured in the paper."

"But you just..." Zhang Ruochen said.

Mu Lingxi said: "It is your first-class divine way that injects too much of your chaotic energy into this body. Only this heaven can release some phoenix divine flames temporarily. Compared with my heaven's real power, it is still far from that!"

She spread her hands, and the chaotic energy in her palm gradually dissipated, and her pretty face couldn't help but become solemn. She had to put away her divine power immediately and restrain all the phoenix divine flames.

Zhang Ruochen's body is strong and can fight against the Three Evil Corpse Poisons. In the continuous transformation of the Tai Chi Yin-Yang Diagram, the Corpse Poisons are gradually erased.

As the corpse poison was refined, the injuries on the body began to gradually recover.

When the body completely returned to normal, Zhang Ruochen stopped, supported his body with the ancient sword of the Chenyuan, and let out a long breath, but the gloomy color in his eyes was extremely strong.

"The corpse poison has been completely refined?" Mu Lingxi asked on his own initiative.

"Most of the refining, the rest is no longer a threat."

Zhang Ruochen's injuries recovered by 60% or 70%, and his aura gradually increased. Looking at the black dust on the ground, he once again felt the pain of wanting to save but unable to save it.

"Ye Shang died, so he avenged him. In this world, creatures and dead spirits have returned to dust. It's only a day when the earth returns to earth." Mu Lingxi said.

Zhang Ruochen looked at her strangely and confirmed that she was Feng Tianhou. He felt deeper doubts in his heart, but without thinking about it, he expanded the Wuji Divine Way and evolved the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram.

On the ground, the remaining divine dust belonging to Yanli people flew up one by one and condensed in the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.

Mu Lingxi looked at this scene quietly, and naturally knew that any particle of divine material dust contained the soul and consciousness of the gods.

However, corroded by the three evil corpse poisons, Yan Liren was just a middle-level god, so where could he preserve his soul consciousness?

The divine source of Yanli people was directly absorbed and refined by Yan Shang.

There are not many remaining divine substances in Yanli people, and they only have a ball of fists as big as a fist.

Carrying this group of divine substances, Zhang Ruochen walked towards the palm of Sushang.

After the palm was cut off, it was suppressed by the six divine swords. There was no drop of blood at the broken mouth.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "Where is the soul of Yan Liren?"

In order to control Yan Liren, Luo Shang had already taken away most of his soul.

In his palm, a laugh of Sushang sounded: "It's inside my body, but it has been wiped out by the Lord of Death! Haha, Zhang Ruochen, you could have saved him, who is the Lord of Death so cruel and ruthless?"

Both the original body and the divine source have been destroyed, with only one palm left. Even if you survive, what's the point?

It is better to provoke Zhang Ruochen’s relationship with the God of Death before dying and lay a thorn in their hearts.

Zhang Ruochen snorted lightly, controlled the Tai Chi Yin-Yang Diagram, covered the huge palm, and pulled out the remaining strands of souls from the palm.

As Zhang Ruochen expected, Luo Shang had already refined Yan Liren's soul and merged with his own soul. Including the soul obtained by killing Yan Liren before, he was also refined.

Zhang Ruochen separated the soul consciousnesses belonging to Yan Liren from the limited soul of Heshang.

Feng Shang's soul made an incredible shock: "Zhang Ruochen, what method are you doing? How could you have such a method? This is something that mental power can only be done with at least one thought of the existence of the universe!"

The way of the Wuji Divine, omnipotence.

But why explain this to a dead person?

In the soul of Yan Shang, all the part that belonged to Yan Liren was pulled out by Zhang Ruochen, and a faint figure condensed in the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.

Because this figure is very weak in spirit and has a weak consciousness, it is just a little smile at Zhang Ruochen, and it is very difficult to speak.

Zhang Ruochen merged this soul with the remaining divine matter of Yan Liren.

Immediately afterwards, he took out another Buddha's relics and beat them out.

The gods condensed into a three-inch-high clay man, and the Buddha's relics turned into a golden light, flashing in the clay man's eyebrows.

Mu Lingxi looked at this scene quietly and saw the human touch that he rarely saw on other gods on Zhang Ruochen. That was a Buddha's relics, which could be used in such a way on a god who was not a close friend.

If it were before, she would definitely not be able to understand this behavior and thought Zhang Ruochen was stupid.

However, after seeing Zhang Ruochen making stupid again and again, and with the stupid things Zhang Ruochen made before, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

No wonder so many old guys who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years or even millions of years will value Zhang Ruochen. In addition to the world's first-class Shinto, this boy does have some unique personal charm.

It is much stronger than those gods who always shout to save the suffering and all living beings, but who escape faster than anyone else when they encounter danger!

She still does not recognize Zhang Ruochen's behavior now, but she can observe with a calm attitude and develop some thoughts.

"Summer always talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality. Now after death, it is like his wish to save people with a relic!" Mu Lingxi smiled coldly.

Zhang Ruochen put the clay man into his sleeve, intending to return to Kunlun Realm, find a family, and ask Yan Liren to reincarnate and re-cultivate, and said, "Senior Fengtian and the Holy Monk do not seem to be just a hostile relationship?"

Mu Lingxi's eyes showed a look of contemplation, as if he was recalling something, but he soon sneered: "It's a pity that he failed to die in the hands of Bentian and failed to avenge Fanning with his own hands."
Chapter completed!