Yi Xuan Dasheng is nearly one foot tall, with silver hair, giving a strong and overbearing momentum.

Standing next to Zhang Ruochen, looking at the sky full of blood, he again said, "Heaven has been in the absolute upper hand for so many years when he battled in heaven and hell. As such, the mentality of the two sides is very different."

"All circles in the heavenly courts have been keeping a low profile and raising hopes, and slowly surpassing the world of hell. It is the word" Taoguang raising a lot of darkness "that makes them, from gods to mortals, like deliberately low-key and hiding."

"But the **** world has always been the most powerful. Why keep a low profile? Why hide the means? It is to show an absolutely strong side. Psychologically, it defeats the morale of monks from all circles in heaven."

Speaking of this, Yi Xuan Dasheng showed a meaningful smile, saying: "On the battlefield of merit, you should rarely see monks on the side of the heavens, actively organizing large-scale battles and attacking the **** world?"

"They have been passively defending, or can only achieve certain results on a small-scale battlefield. For 100,000 years, one after another the subordinate realms have either been destroyed or turned into the territories of the **** realm, and they are the ten races. Provide blood, mounts, women, slaves, mineral resources ... how sad. "

Zhang Ruochen had to admit that all these things that Yi Xuan Dasheng said had some truth.

The so-called merit warfare, in fact, one side of the heaven court has already lost psychologically to the **** world.

It was like choosing the next merit battlefield in the ancestral world.

Guanghan Realm, Tianmu Realm, Da Mo Shifang Realm ... all felt that once chosen as the battlefield of merit, the mother realm would be destroyed.

This is a mentality that is bound to fail.

Lost 100,000 years.

How many monks are there in all circles of heaven?

Every monk in **** has it.

Yi Xuan Dasheng laughed loudly: "Of course, you guy is an exception. Hell world has suffered several losses in the merit battlefield of Kunlun world. You know, your few massacre-like battles will be How badly has the monastic belief in the **** world been destroyed? "

Zhang Ruochen smiled without saying a word.

"If you continue to stay in the battlefield of Kunlun merits, I suspect that many **** monks will have the idea of ​​escaping the battlefield." Yixuan Dashengdao.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that the true purpose of Yi Xuan Dasheng's previous remarks was to tell him that coming to **** was a wise decision, and there was no future in all circles of heaven.

However, Zhang Ruochen's firm will not be affected by his words?

No matter how strong **** is, no matter how good it is, it ultimately represents destruction and death. If all circles of heaven are destroyed, how long can **** exist?

The next step is probably the battle of extinction between the ten groups of hell.

In the end, heaven and **** will surely fall into silence, and there will be no more life and death.

Where is life without death?

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to think about these too macro issues, standing on the edge of the deck of the ten-wing holy ship, staring at the surrounding holy ships, saying: "I see that Emperor Yu and Gu Chenzi are very high-profile, one is riding a blue Moon Beast Emperor, one who drove the Silver Moon Beast Emperor. Why do you, as one of the top three in the blood, have no mounts, no chariots, and walk with a group of holy kings? "

Yi Xuan Dasheng grabbed his silver hair and had a headache. He said, "Isn't he killed by the seventh child of the ghost master?"

The ghost master and the blood warlord have no small grudges. This feast of hunting the sky will definitely target the blood sky tribe.

Now that He Xuanyu Sword Saint had promised the blood, and she wanted to win the feast of hunting the sky, Zhang Ruochen wanted to know more about it.

So he asked, "What the **** is going on? I remember, Zhiyuan Xuedi said, He seems to have robbed the universe of the universe discovered by the Xuetian tribe?"

The heart of Yi Xuan Dasheng was completely destroyed, and he said angrily, "The chaos spring that was born in that cosmic mystery should belong to my chance. However, at the most critical moment, it attacked me and attacked me. He was seriously injured. He not only took away the Chaos Fountain, but also looted the treasures on me. "

"If it isn't for me, I have the protection of the treasure, I'm afraid he has died under his attack. This hatred, this shame, and this shame, I will never forget it."

"However, that bastard, who got the Chaos Fountain, has become far better than me. This feast of hunting the sky will be the enemy of our blood-clan tribe."

After Yixuan Dasheng left, Zhang Ruochen heard the voice of Qingsheng Dasheng, so he quickly walked into the interior of the ship and came to a brightly lit hall.

Not only the Qingsheng Dasheng, but also the blood pupa and blood coagulation Xiao.

Qingsheng Dasheng's face was dignified and he calmly said: "Just received the news, Xiuchen Tianshen joined the second-ranked Qinglu Temple of the Shura tribe. This feast of hunting the sky has another powerful enemy."

"I'm here because of this?"

With Xiuchen God, it is death enmity. Zhang Ruochen has considered everything for a long time and is not afraid of any challenge.

Qing Sheng Da Sheng saw Zhang Ruochen not be surprised, and nodded with satisfaction, and said, "There is another thing, you are the leader of this hunting feast, so instead of just representing yourself, but representing the entire Blood Heaven tribe. . Therefore, the style must be high, and the momentum must be vigorous. "

"When leaving, God of War gave me a treasure and let me hand it over to you."

Xue Ning Xiao's eyes were shining, and her heart was envious. The treasures given by God of War personally were by no means ordinary.

A palm-sized exquisite palace appeared in the palm of Qingsheng Dasheng and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

"this is?"

Zhang Ruochen took over the exquisite palace. Suddenly, he had a heavier power than the mountains, pressed it to the palm of his hand, and let his arm shake slightly.

"Seven Star Emperor Palace." Qing Sheng Da Sheng Dao.

Xue Ningxiao lost her voice and exclaimed, "What? It is actually the Seven-Star Emperor Palace."

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what was special about the Seven-Star Emperor Palace, but he clearly felt that it contained the breath of the God of Blood and it was very strong.

Qing Sheng Da Sheng cast his eyes on Xue Ning Xiao.

Xing Ning Xiaoxin understood and explained to Zhang Ruochen, saying: "The Seven-Star Emperor Palace is a temple built by the God of War during the Great Holy Period. He has cast a lot of treasures and poured countless efforts. After so many years of cultivation It is estimated that the Qixing Imperial Palace is not far away from becoming a shrine. "

Blood envy's eyes showed deep envy, and he secretly said, "God of War gave the seven-star imperial palace to Zhang Ruochen. Has it been decided that he should be cultivated as the future master?"

The significance of the Qixing Imperial Palace is really extraordinary.

Qing Sheng Da Sheng Dao: "The Seven-Star Emperor Palace is the place where the God of War once lived and cultivated, and any of the artifacts in it have been conserved into the Great Holy Artifacts, or the ancient artifacts of the gods."

"It has an excellent cultivation environment, and some cultivation experience left by God of War."

"Of course, for you, one of the most practical benefits is the defense of the seven-star imperial palace. With your current cultivation and the power of protecting the palace spirit, the imperial palace is fully urged, even if it is ten thousand The great saints who have died in their lives have never dreamed of breaking their defense in a short time. "

Zhang Ruochen stared at the Seven-Star Emperor's Palace in his hand, exposing the color of wonder.

Such a treasure is more applicable than an artifact.

Qingsheng Dasheng again said: "You will go to the Seven Star Emperor Palace to enter the feast of the hunting sky, and be carried by the eighteen kings of six ghosts together. The momentum of the **** tribe must not be weak."

Blood's heart trembled, and finally understood that the God of War gave Zhang Ruochen's purpose to the Seven-Star Emperor's Palace.

This is to announce to the whole **** that Zhang Ruochen is his successor. If you want to move Zhang Ruochen, you must think carefully if you can bear his anger.

Of course, the most important thing is Zhang Ruochen's performance at the Qitian feast.

If Zhang Ruochen could not pass this test, he would not be able to deal with the captives from all walks of life in Heaven, and he would not be able to help the Blood Heaven tribe. So, how high the Blood Zombie God is holding him now, when it falls, it will hurt a lot.

The Blood God of War is making a gamble and is forcing Zhang Ruochen to make a decision.

With the Seven-Star Emperor Palace, Zhang Ruochen was in a heavy mood and went out.

The blood can see things clearly, Zhang Zhichen is ten times better than him, why not see clearly?

For a moment, Zhang Ruochen thought a lot, and in his mind, after the bleeding continued to appear, the figure of Xuan Yuan Sword Master, Blood Zest God, and Chi Kunlun. There is even the shadow of Chi Yao.

As if Chi Yao was staring at him with a mocking face, and said, "You don't hate the **** world the most, how did you become a member of the **** world? Zhang Ruochen, in front of the trend, your power is insignificant."

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen sighed, "I'm not as good as hell, who will go to hell."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen saw a figure flashing forward, and immediately gathered his thoughts, displayed space to move, and intercepted the past.

"Why do you want to hide when you see me?"

The blood slaughter blocked by Zhang Ruochen had a slightly ugly face, saying, "I've seen my brother."

"I lent you the Infernal Purgatory Tower, should I return it?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"This one……"

Blood Tu smiled awkwardly, "Father God took the Infernal Purgatory Tower back, it is no longer in my hands."

Zhang Ruochen's body released a huge and boundless sacred power throughout the ten-winged sacred ship. I don't know how many monks in the sanctuary were trembling with fear and fell to the ground.

Although the blood slaughter has become a great saint, but under the suppression of Zhang Ruochen's divine power, he feels difficult to breathe, and the blood in his body is like solidified.

"My supreme holy instrument, lend it to you kindly, but you take it to honor your father and god. How dare you even go to the hunting feast? How dare you appear in front of me? You actually laugh Come out? "

Zhang Ruochen's right hand, pressed to the left shoulder of the blood slaughter.

Suddenly, a series of bone explosions sounded in the blood slaughtering body, the immortal sacred bones in the body seemed to be broken.

"Obviously it is my supreme holy weapon, you just snatched it."

In this sentence, the blood slaughter did not dare to say.

Because Zhang Ruochen's power is too strong, he just put his palms on his shoulders. It was that he couldn't move at all, and the immortal holy body seemed to be broken.

Blood Slaughter: "God Father will take it ... I ... I can't help it."

In fact, the Infernal Purgatory Tower was not taken away by the Blood God, but returned by the Blood Slaughter.

Just kidding, a supreme holy weapon, since it was cheated back, how can it be returned?

If Zhang Ruochen is more powerful, would he dare to go to the Blood Yao God's hands to make the Purgatory Tower? How dare you kill him?

"Well."

One of the shoulder bones of the blood slaughter shattered, and a large amount of holy blood poured out of the body.

"Well."

Immediately afterwards, five more immortal holy bones were broken, and half of the body collapsed.

Blood Slaughter is finally scared.

Is Zhang Ruochen really afraid to kill him?

Even if he doesn't dare to kill him, I am afraid that he will smash his immortal holy body and turn him into a landless person who can never peep into the divine realm.

"Brother, I was wrong! Forgive me this time, rest assured, I will definitely compensate. Killing me will not do you any good." Blood Tu said bitterly, begging.

Zhang Ruochen said: "A supreme holy weapon, can you afford it?"

"I have a fiefdom and can produce a lot of wealth every year." Xue Tu said tragically.

Zhang Ruochen said: "How many land closures?"

"Five planets, three first-level life planets, one second-level ore planet, and one fourth-level life planet." Blood Slaughter.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "Not enough, it is not worthy of a Supreme Holy Grail."

"Except for the fiefdom, I have no other treasures. Even if you have, you don't look down on me."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen's face was different, and he wanted to mobilize a stronger holy force, Xuetu quickly said, "But ... But I must do everything to make up for the loss of my brother until it is paid.

"Well."

Zhang Ruochen threw the blood slaughter on the ground, his eyes still cold and sharp.

"Pap."

The broken immortal sacred bone of the blood slaughter quickly reconnected, and the body recovered in the instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen showed a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said, "Cut out your heart, will you die?"

"Of course not. I am now the Great Saint. The vitality is much stronger than when I was in the realm of the Holy King. Even if the heart is dug out, it will grow up again soon. Brother, ask this for what?" Blood Tu curiously asked.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Why don't you sell your heart, kidney, and lung? The organs of the Great Saint should be very valuable and popular. No matter how bad you are, you can still sell blood. The Holy Blood of the Great, the Holy One of the Undead And the Holy King, surely still eager to drink. "

Blood Slaughter's face turned paler as he listened.

Suddenly, he realized that offending Zhang Ruochen didn't seem to be an easy way to fool the past.

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Very serious ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zhang Ruochen does not seem to be joking, with a serious expression, and pats Xue Tu's shoulders seriously, saying: "After going to the forest without return, we should discuss the plan for making money. Don't worry about the Holy Bloodstream Do, I will find a way to keep your life, at least to guarantee that it will not die. "

"Isn't this bad for my brother? I'm a disciple of Qingyin Zhenshen. To do so would hurt her reputation." Blood Tu held the last hint of fantasy.

"The reputation of my mother-in-law should be up to me."

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen went away. When he left, he reminded him again: "I warn you, it is best not to run away. When I get back, I make you unable to survive, not to die."

Desperate in blood, he suddenly felt that he was the most holy saint in the history of the undead.

Who offends is not good, why should Zhang Ruochen be offended?

. Miaoshuwu