Chapter 1422: Kill the Corpse King

However, at this time, no matter how far the Dead Corpse King urged the flute sound, he couldn't do any harm to Zhao Chen, and Zhao Chen's strength was still growing step by step, "How is it possible? Not only did it not cause any damage to him, but his strength was still improving!"

Zhao Chen was still the only person the Dead King had fought against for so many years, and he originally thought that freedom was just around the corner, but who knew that things would be so difficult.

As time passed, the light on Zhao Chen's body became more and more severe, and he directly broke through the realm of the Third Rank Martial Sect, which made the violent aura on Zhao Chen's body gradually calm down.

"When he was still a Nine-Rank Martial King, he was able to hurt me like this, and now that he has reached the realm of the Three-Rank Martial Sect, is it okay?"

"Huh!" I saw the figure of the Dead Corpse King flash, and disappeared directly in front of Zhao Chen's eyes, "I will let you go this time, and I will come to take your life again tomorrow night." The Dead Corpse King believed that this would not happen to Zhao Chen very often, otherwise Zhao Chen would not have to wait until this time.

"It's a pity...... You don't stand a chance. Zhao Chen suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and a ray of essence bloomed out, approaching the trace of the corpse king's disappearance.

It turned out that just now, when Zhao Chen cast the primeval divine pattern, a subtle martial art constantly flashed in his mind, and the mystery of it could not be understood even by Zhao Chen for the time being, but now in the case of casting the primeval divine pattern, Zhao Chen's body subconsciously performed according to the martial art that flashed in his mind before.

"Huh!" I saw that at this time, Zhao Chen's figure actually rose into the air, directly blocking the front of the Dead Corpse King, and Zhao Chen stood like a benchmark.

"How is it possible? How could he do this in this corpse field?" The Corpse King was shocked in his heart, he had been in the corpse field for so many years, Zi'an was very familiar with it, and his empty eyes had already exuded a sense of fear at this time.

When Zhao Chen stood in front of the Dead Corpse King, Zhao Chen's hands began to seal continuously, and the power of faith on his body exploded at this moment.

"What? such a profound martial art?" The Dead Corpse King is also the protector of Tianyin Temple, and he can be regarded as well-informed, just by looking at Zhao Chen's handprint, he knows that Zhao Chen's next martial arts are unusual, and they are beyond his bearing, and the threat he feels on Zhao Chen is getting bigger and bigger.

"Wait...... I can give you the Bliss Pen, as long as you let me go. The Dead Corpse King was completely frightened, he felt the breath of death on Zhao Chen's body, and actually began to beg for mercy.

"No, after I kill you, everything is mine. Zhao Chen made a low and domineering voice in his throat, which made people unable to resist anything.

Hearing this, the Dead Corpse King was stunned for a moment, and then fell into a rampage, ready to make a final resistance, "It's too much of a deception!

As he spoke, the Corpse King blew the jade flute in his hand again, this time it was more violent and tight than ever, but all of them were blocked by Zhao Chen, and Zhao Chen acted as if all this did not exist, and his actions were not hindered in the slightest.

"Still no effect?Could it be that all of this is the work of the Old Man of Bliss?" Other than that, he really couldn't think of anyone else in this polar world who had this ability.

At this time, Zhao Chen's handprint fell, and a monstrous momentum rose out of thin air, and a golden body phantom suddenly appeared in the void, which was no different from the golden body that Zhao Chen saw when he first entered the Ancient Land.

"This is ......" The Dead Corpse King began to tremble, at this moment he found that he couldn't even think of running away, facing the golden body in front of him, the only thing the Dead Corpse King could do was to wait for death.

"Boom!"

"Don't!"

After a loud bang, a scream of grief sounded, and the golden body casually slapped a palm to destroy the Dead Corpse King, of course, this is indispensable to the power of faith.

By the time the golden body dissipated, the Dead King had turned into a cloud of dust and disappeared into the air of the corpse field, just as the sky brightened and everything was calm again.

As the Dead Corpse King dissipated, a monstrous white light suddenly appeared in the corpse land, and in that white light shrouded a huge golden brush, which was the Bliss Pen that the people of the Extreme World were looking for.

Zhao Chen only felt a sense of weakness coming from his body at this time, and he didn't pay attention to the Bliss Pen in front of him at all, and the aura on his body began to gradually weaken.

From the original third-grade martial sect to the first-grade martial sect, Zhao Chen also felt the breath of thunder in his body, and it was at this time that Zhao Chen's consciousness regained consciousness.

It turned out that Zhao Chen's mind had been a little unconscious since he began to cast the Ancient Divine Pattern, and it was not until the power of the Ancient Divine Pattern dissipated that Zhao Chen recovered.

Fortunately, Zhao Chen recovered in time, otherwise he would have to spend a catastrophe in this corpse field, wasting a thunder tribulation in vain.

The first thing Zhao Chen did after regaining consciousness was to suppress his cultivation, suppressing the restlessness in his body, "You must not cross the tribulation now!"

Zhao Chen kept thinking in his heart, and he forcibly suppressed the cultivation, and the impulse of the thunder tribulation that would explode at any time began to gradually dissipate from Zhao Chen's body.

"Huhuhu......" Zhao Chen's mouth was rough, and his forehead was covered with sweat drops the size of beans, "It's finally suppressed, with my current situation, it's like looking for death!" "Every time Zhao Chen finishes casting the Ancient Divine Pattern, he will fall into a state of weakness, but fortunately, this state will not last too long.

Zhao Chen only had the heart to look at the Bliss Pen in front of him at this time, "Presumably this is the Bliss Pen, but how did the Dead Corpse King die?" Before, the Dead Corpse King told Zhao Chen that only by defeating him could he get the Bliss Pen, and now the answer is obvious.

It's just that Zhao Chen has no memory of what happened just now, and he doesn't know how the Dead Corpse King died.

"What the hell happened just now? Why don't I have any impression at all?" Zhao Chen tried to recall the experience just now, but found that his mind was blank, and he couldn't remember what had happened at all.

"It seems that it should be the reason for the primeval god pattern, and with this kind of number, it is normal for this kind of thing to occur......" Zhao Chen frowned, feeling that there was no abnormality in his body, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the Bliss Pen had also felt the existence of the Bliss Diagram in Zhao Chen's body, and immediately turned into a streamer and rushed towards Zhao Chen's body, which was also fused with Zhao Chen's heart.

"Hum!" Zhao Chen only felt a vibration in his body, and then the whole person suddenly became energetic, and the feeling of weakness in his body was swept away, "Now it seems that the Bliss Diagram is fused with the Bliss Pen, and in the future, I will create a small world based on these two things!"