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This calamity of the fire clan passed to the general altar of the moon worship demon religion, and there was a moment of silence. M.slk.tw

Everyone felt that the fire tribe was too unlucky. If they had killed the first ghost king directly, why would there be such a big turmoil?

No one doubted Zhang Ruochen's body, and all thought that the God of Ghosts was the source of the trouble.

On the same day, Shi Qianju, the leader of the demon religion, sent the Mujia Lord to the realm of fire and asked if the wedding on the seventh day of next month should continue.

Is the funeral or the wedding first?

The Huo responded that the wedding date would not be changed. On the seventh day of next month, the Huo and Qiuyu sons must go to Wuding Mountain in person to marry the little maiden.

In Yuanfu, Zhongyu, Zhang Ruochen saw the ancestors of Dead Zen and Han Yan again and asked them about the journey to the fireland.

After listening, Zhang Ruochen's face became more and more dignified, saying: "The strength of the fire tribe is really a bit horrible. Even the five holy kings appear in succession, even if it is a moon worship, it may not have such strength.

"Unfortunately, three of them have fallen, which is considered to be a vital injury."

Han Yan smiled and looked quite contented.

The ancestor of Dead Zen was sitting motionless with his eyes closed and no smile on his face.

Zhang Ruochen said: "What worry does the ancestor seem to have?"

"The legendary fire respect actually exists, Zhang Shizhu, the situation is not very optimistic." The old ancestor of dead Zen said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Fire respect?"

Han Yan's face changed, and he said, "Is that the mysterious figure who finally shot to block the war corpse?"

The ancestor of Dead Zen nodded and said, "About two hundred years ago, in the realm of fire, there was an unbelievable sacred Taoism wave that spread across the entire southern region. At that time, all the saints in the southern region felt all When the Holy Path fluctuated, everyone was terrified. All monks speculated that in the realm of fire, some people practiced in the Great Holy Realm. "

"Since then, behind some of the major events that broke out in the Southern Region, there is a shadow of mysterious existence, and everyone calls it the Fire Lord."

Zhang Ruochen also heard the legend of Huo Zun, but only thought it was a holy king.

How easy is it to practice to the Great Holy Realm?

However, after hearing the narrative of the dead Zen ancestor, Zhang Ruochen also fell into silence. After a while, he asked: "Did the fire lord reach the realm of great sacredness?"

The dead ancestor shook his head and said, "The state of the Great Saint is too high to be crowned emperor. Without reaching that state, it is impossible to see them through."

"Under the Great Saint, even if it is strong, it can only withstand a few attacks from the Great Saint. Only ten years ago, the tenth emperor Yan left the people. With a strong physical body, he can fight the Great Saint forever and maintain Undefeated. As for winning, that is impossible. "

"According to the speculation of the poor monk, the fire lord must have reached the level of the Great Saint."

Zhang Ruochen took a breath, and the Huozu had a great saint.

You know, the Ming Emperor's central empire had only one Emperor Ming Emperor. However, as long as he is in town, no force dares to be the enemy of Shengming Central Empire.

The wrath of a great saint is enough to destroy one religion and one family.

Not to mention the great saint, even a saint can give a super power and cause immeasurable casualties.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Can the War Corps of God fight the Fire Lord?"

The ancestor of Death Zen said: "God, after all, is dead. It is naturally easy to use God's war dead to deal with ordinary saints. It is like shooting dead flies. But, to deal with the great saint ... 哏 哏 ... Do you think a dead body , Can you deal with Emperor Ming? "

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently.

"Of course, with the fighting power of the God War Corps, it is not difficult to hold Huozun for an hour or two."

Dead Zen ancestors opened their eyes and said, "We are talking ahead. On the seventh day of next month, the poor monk will do his best to block you for two hours, and from now on, he will no longer owe you. As for How to deal with moon worship and Shi Qianjue is up to you. "

"OK." Zhang Ruochen agreed.

Obviously, it is not easy to block the two hours of the Great Saint. The ancestors of the dead Zen immediately retreated and began to go all out to help the gods and corpses smelt the first ghost king.

Time is like a gap in the white horse. Soon it is the fourth day of the fourth day. Only the last three days are left.

The major forces in the Kunlun realm are all sending representatives, holding invitations, and rushing to Wuding Mountain, the devil ’s altar, ready to witness the marriage of the world ’s first ancient religion and the world ’s first ancient tribe.

The monks who went to the banquet were all first-rate figures. They knew very well that the day of the seventh day would never be calm.

The gathering of all the saints in Wudingshan is more lively than the Jiezi Banquet and the Sword Contest. At the same time, it also gives people a feeling of wind and rain, and the atmosphere is very strange.

The names of Zhang Ruochen, Qiu Yu, Mu Lingxi, and even Huang Yanchen are getting louder and louder.

In the past half month, Zhang Ruochen was so busy that he was hurrying every day to lead the old clans of Shengming into the world of Qiankun.

On this day, Zhang Ruochen came to the collection county of Linjianfu.

In the entire county of Shushu, nearly one million of the old Ministry of the Ming Dynasty are gathered, some are monks and warriors, and more are ordinary people who have not cultivated martial arts.

"Hurry on, hurry on, what are you doing? Your Royal Highness has to do something big. His time is very precious. Can you afford it?"

"No more, tie you up and drag you away."

...

A burly man who was trying to reach the fish and dragon realm, riding on the back of a wild beast, was scolding a group of ordinary people who walked slowly.

Most of these people are the family members of the old Ministry of Shengming. They turned back step by step and did not want to leave their hometown where they lived.

The big man, who had cultivated himself in a dragon and fish, jumped from the back of a wild animal, shoved a man with gray hair on his back, and shouted, "Look, the world of Qiankun is better than 100 Times, what's wrong? "

"No matter how good I don't go, just let the old man die here, don't force me any more."

"Leave and never come back. My son's bones are still buried in the mountain. Who goes to burn incense and repair graves every year?"

"There are mountains and rivers that I am familiar with. Even if they are found by the court and killed by them, I will not leave."

...

Unlike ordinary practitioners, the way of life of ordinary people is not blindly pursuing more powerful forces, but living the most simple life, having special feelings for their hometown and people, and unwilling to give up.

"You idiots who don't know any good things are just a group of drags. What's the use of keeping you?"

The big man who repaired the fish and dragon realm pulled out a four-foot-long sword and slashed them in the past.

Recently, in addition to hurrying up, Zhang Ruochen is trying his best to practice. Until today, I saw such a scene and found that not everyone is willing to leave their homeland and go to a strange world.

This scene had a great impact on his heart, as if he suddenly realized something.

"Wow--"

After seeing the big man who had repaired the fish and dragon, Zhang Ruochen's figure flickered. The next moment, he appeared in front of the ordinary people.

The harbinger of the fish and dragon hurriedly took the sword, scared his legs softly, and knelt down on the ground: "Bye ... see your Highness."

"Meet His Royal Highness."

The civilians around them were extremely panic and fearful, and fell down on a large area.

"People don't have to salute, hurry up."

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen quickly supported the nearest white-haired old man, saying, "Old man, why don't you want to go to the world of Qiankun?"

The white-haired old man immediately burst into tears and knelt down again, and said, "My Highness, please let go of my old bone. My son was killed by the court and buried in the mountains. If I leave, He will become a lonely ghost in the future! "

Beside, another old woman also kneeled in front of Zhang Ruochen and begged: "His Royal Highness, we all know that you are for our good and you want us to live in a safer and richer place. But here is us Our hometown has our fields, people we know, and memories of our youth. "

"Your Highness, let us wait here to die, we don't want to leave."

...

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At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's mood is extremely complicated.

In the face of even the most powerful enemy, Zhang Ruochen can swing the sword without fear, but in the face of the begging of a group of old and weak women and children, he had to ask himself, did he do something wrong?

Everything they think they do is good to them.

But have they asked their wishes?

What is the difference between forcing their will on them and imprisoning them, enslaving them, and torturing them?

The big man who cultivated for the dragon and the dragon said, "His Royal Highness, his subordinates just scared them and didn't dare to really attack them. There are too many people like them. Don't scare them, they are not They won't leave. And while they stay in Kunlun, how could the court let them go? "

Zhang Ruochen was a little lost, and after a while, he said, "Ask them their own wishes. If they don't want to leave, don't force them. I will find other ways to protect them."

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's words, all the ordinary people present cheered.

The pale-haired old man knelt on the ground, staring at Zhang Ruochen's back, and said, "His Royal Highness, will you return to Kunlun in the future?"

Even fools can see that ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Prince Shengming is sure to leave Kunlun soon, and it is very likely that he will never return.

After all, the queen has become a god, who dares to collide with him?

Zhang Ruochen trembled, stopped and showed a smile, saying: "Yes, definitely, as long as you still live on this land, I will definitely come back to see you. Kunlun Realm, not the Queen's The Kunlun realm, but the Kunlun realm of all of us. "

Leaving is just a last resort.

If it can be chosen, who is willing to leave the country, and who is willing to leave the place where I grew up and grow up, and go to a completely strange world?

Homeland is difficult to leave, this statement is true.

People, after all, are not cold-blooded animals, nor are they stones, nor plants, but also feelings, thoughts, and nostalgia.

Zhang Ruochen thought of her mother-in-law, Princess Lin, who had always taken her with her, but rarely accompanied her, leaving her to go to strange places one after another. Is she really happy in her heart?

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