The sea of ​​corpse poison was making its last struggle, but to little avail.

Just as the Ghost General said, although his power was suppressed, he was definitely not someone that the Corpse King could challenge.

He was originally a general guarding the Netherworld, so naturally he had the power to control and communicate with the Duwang River, the core river of the Netherworld.

Even if his own strength is suppressed by the Epoch Battlefield, Du Wangchuan will not.

It is the oldest existence in the underworld. It is the underworld in a sense.

The corpse poison sea was controlled by the corpse poison bead. Even though most of it was swallowed up, the spiritual corpse poison bead still took back most of the poison and power before Du Wangchuan touched it, and was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, neither side noticed that Zhang Mu, who should have stayed away, had inadvertently moved closer to Duwangchuan.

However, because the Ghost General was trying his best to maintain the stability of the space channel between this world and the Netherworld, and the Corpse King was also controlling the Corpse Poison Pearl to quickly recycle its power, he did not notice Zhang Mu's small action at the first time.

Zhang Mu no longer hesitated. Even though he just had a chance to use the power of the Ghost General to destroy the Corpse King, the possibility of Fan You coming back and causing drastic changes was too great!

With a flash, Zhang Mu pretended to accidentally touch the Duwang River and was dragged into the underworld water composed of thousands of ghosts.

"Ignorant mortal, the sacredness of the Lethe River cannot be desecrated. If you do not avoid it, then become a part of its great body."

The ghost general glanced in the direction where Zhang Mu disappeared with a look of contempt. In his mind, Zhang Mu had already been sentenced to death, and even his soul was cursed to the point where he had lost the qualification for reincarnation.

Only in Xue Teng's eyes was there a hint of unknown excitement.

He and Zhang Mu are one.

When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.

He felt an inexplicable increase in his strength, and knew that Zhang Mu was silently absorbing the benefits from it.

An idea suddenly came to Xue Teng's mind.

Should we force this ghost general to come up with more means to maintain the transportation of water across the Forgetful River? It seems that the water of the Netherworld River is of great benefit to Zhang Mu.

Feeling the increase in strength in his body, Xue Teng immediately made a decision.

This is probably a rare opportunity for Zhang Mu.

Fate, every bit of the current increase in strength is hard-earned and cannot be missed.

Moreover, this ghost general seemed to be able to only call upon the power within it. The Crossing the Forgotten River essentially did not belong to it, so he had not noticed Zhang Mu's little move until now.

However, seeing that the corpse poison sea was compressed back to a very small area, the ghost general seemed to be about to take back the dimensional channel that maintained the crossing of the Forgotten River.

The black cut on the tip of his crescent-shaped sword was slowly shrinking.

Maintaining this passage was difficult even for a powerful ghost general.

In his mind, the water from the Netherworld River that crosses the Wangchuan River is not only enough to deal with the Corpse King in front of him, but also can refine the creatures below into his undead army at the same time.

Although the power level is a little bit lower, it is still acceptable.

Who knows what those peak third-level humans who are proud of their talents would think if they heard this idea.

The blood vine had made up its mind and suddenly attacked again. Without even saying hello to the ghost general, it attacked directly!

He opened his own barrier, the Bloodwood Realm.

Qi, blood and the origin of wood are the symbols of vitality, and blood vine has both.

Life is the opposite of death.

Although I can't compete with it, I can delay time.

With this power, he prevented the seeping Netherworld River water from touching the human army on the ground.

Sure enough, it successfully attracted the ghost general's attention.

“Very good, then I will capture both of you and bring you back to the Netherworld.

One is an innate spiritual treasure, and the other is an acquired spiritual treasure, which is not bad."

The ghost general's tone made Xue Teng very unhappy. While he was holding up the barrier to prevent the scattered river water from eroding the human and zombie races, he secretly felt the power coming from Zhang Muping.

Zhang Mu is now completely immersed in the water of the Netherworld River. The Du Wangchuan tattoo on his back lights up slightly, and the energy circuit has been activated, stealing the power of the real Du Wangchuan.

Countless ghost hands around him wanted to pull Zhang Mu to accompany them and never be reborn, but they were all blocked by a mysterious power on the Epoch Tattoo.

The original Duwangchuan tattoo only had the spirit but not the shape. Now that it has received the water of the Netherworld River, its appearance has begun to become fuller.

"Soul Ferryman, this special energy,

What is it?

Zhang Mu was communicating with the ferryman who informed him, and suddenly a figure appeared in his mind.

It seemed like this guy had gained a lot of benefits. The ferry and the chains in his hands had become much more solid.

Hearing Zhang Mu's call, he slowly said, "It is impossible for a living person to absorb the ghost energy of the underworld. If contaminated, the only outcome is death.

But the red spider lily is different. It connects the two worlds of yin and yang, where yang gives birth to yin and exists. The power filtered by it can be absorbed by people.

You are only getting one tenth of what it leaked out when it absorbed it, but it is enough for a living person like you."

Is it the death energy purified by Queen Brahma?

Zhang Mu gradually understood in his heart that the small red spider lily growing by the Duwang River behind him was becoming more and more transparent, radiating charming charm, and blooming beautifully behind Zhang Mu, ready to burst out.

His strength originally belonged to the early fourth stage and was slowly approaching the late fourth stage, which was enough to show the power of this death energy.

If I had known this earlier, I would have split it equally with the blood vine!

Gradually, the ghost general felt something was wrong.

How come the bloody barrier hasn't been broken down by the power of Duwangchuan even now?

Not to mention an early fourth stage, even a late fourth stage or a peak fourth stage cannot do this!

The weirdness of the blood vine made the Corpse King look at it sideways. He was also puzzled. The powerful deterrent force when Duwangchuan appeared just now was actually weakened a lot.

At first he thought that the ghost general was not powerful enough, so he was only aggressive at the beginning.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

The ghost general also realized that something was wrong. With a slightly trembling hand holding the crescent-shaped sword, he swung the blade horizontally, instantly closing the passage and looking at the location of the blood vine with a complicated expression.

The ghost, who had overdrawn a lot of strength, put his hands on the back of the ghost horse, and the armor on his body trembled slightly.

Sitting cross-legged in the air, being drenched by the water of the Netherworld River, Zhang Mu sensed the closure of the Netherworld and sighed softly.

Alas, I was almost able to break through to the late fourth stage.

Just that little bit!

You know, this is a height that even Zhang Mu’s descendants have never reached.

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(End of this chapter)