Mingxi, located under the mountain of destiny, flows along the mountain, and its widest point is dozens of feet, like a river.

At its narrowest point, it is less than a foot wide.

The crimson water was crimson like blood, rising with a mist of mist, without **** smell, but with a scent of orchid-like fragrance, which was intoxicating. You don't have to pay to know that it must be a more precious drink than the holy spring.

I haven't seen a real feast, but this fountain of water has let the eyes of the servants and maids who have reached the sanctuary shine, one by one, like mortals hungry for three days and three nights, unable to restrain the desire in their hearts.

It ’s no wonder that the monks in **** ’s world will fight for the quota for the hunting feast.

Since it is a feast, of course, there are also primary and secondary points.

Mingxi is like a human blood vessel, flowing from the highest place to the foot of the mountain.

At first, there was only a mainstream that was dozens of feet wide.

Soon after, the mainstream split into ten and turned into ten major tributaries.

Ten major tributaries, each divided into ten small tributaries, turned into one hundred streams.

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In this way, ten minutes, one hundred, and one hundred thousand. In the end, when the stream flowed to the foot of the mountain, it was actually divided into 10,000 small streams that were less than the width of the foot.

The seats for monks to banquet are located on both sides of the stream, some sitting in the mainstream, some sitting in the tributaries, and judged high.

The seats are divided into:

Ten chief seats, one hundred chair seats, one thousand second seats, ten thousand tail seats, and one hundred thousand last seats.

Just through the gate of destiny, the monks from the ten ethnic groups are all tactics to speed up and rush to occupy the best seats.

Among them, the ten chief seats located at the most upstream are the most noble and have the right to choose banquets in priority. Naturally, they become the main target of the top 100 perfectionists.

The representative of the undead race to compete for the chief position is, of course, the most powerful Sword Emperor.

In addition, Yuhuang also joined in.

Zhang Ruochen did not deliberately compete for the top ten chief seats. The so-called "qualification for priority selection of banquets" did not attract him so much.

After all, for the truly precious feast "Yan Tao Sheng Guo", every grand saint who feasts can get one. Sitting on it, at best, can only choose the largest one, which has little meaning.

The top ten strong players will compete for the top ten chief seats, mainly to show off their strengths, show themselves, and gain fame and fortune. If there is a tribe, no monk sits on the chief seat, goes up to the deities, and goes down to ordinary monks, all will be mocked by monks of other races.

This represents the glory of a group of monks, and the faith of a group of monks naturally becomes a first-class event.

Above the life creek, there is a space mirror, everything that happens here will be seen by the monks in the whole **** world in the first time.

Zhang Ruochen has seen countless classics, and he has a clear understanding of the previous hunting feasts. Of course, he knows that this space-type artifact is called "God of All Realms."

A real artifact!

Legend has it that by opening the eyes of the gods of all realms, you can cross the space and project the pictures on the hunting feast to the worlds at the same time.

The most important thing is that the Temple of Destiny will also deliberately transmit the projection to the heavens and heavens, saying with a smile "to celebrate with heaven".

Of course, every big world in the heavenly court knows that the thousand-year-old hunting feast in the **** world is not only showing off its own strength, but also deliberately provoking and humiliating.

Therefore, the mirror projection will be destroyed by the gods from all walks of life.

The ordinary creatures of heaven and earth can not see the grand occasion of the hunting feast. Only a few high-level monks followed the gods and had the opportunity to witness.

It can be said that every time the **** world opens the hunting feast, it is when the monks of heaven in all circles hate their teeth.

Of course, the world turned into a battlefield of merits and virtues, because there is no **** sitting in the town, so the projection cannot be destroyed. The monks in the **** world and the monks in the heaven court on the merit battlefield can witness all the wonderful things at the feast.

For example, Kunlun Realm.

At this time, the sky above the Kunlun boundary, the major battlefields, the cities, and the gates of the Zongmen, all appeared a huge mirror projection, covering the entire sky, like a blood vessel map.

A closer look revealed that it was a **** stream.

A monk in **** is rushing into the banks of the river at the fastest speed, vying for the best seat.

Except for the local monks in the Kunlun realm, monks in other major worlds almost knew the hunting feast, and they already knew that the hunting feast was opened today. It is not surprising.

Instead, they also held the idea of ​​understanding the strength of the new generation of **** in the world of Tianjiao, and they looked forward to the hunting feast.

After all, the hunting banquet is a first-class event in the **** world. Although the monks in the Kunlun world did not know it before, they have heard it recently. The sudden projection just scared the mortal people.

Wangshan of Yunwu County, because of the gathering of a large number of monks from various parts of the Eastern Region, has become a significant force in the Kunlun realm. As it is, there is also a mirror image projected into the sky.

Xiao Hei stood on a towering city wall outside Wang Shan Mountain, with a pair of round eyes, looking up at the sky, and said coldly: "Caught the five ghost kings two months ago, claiming that Zhang Ruochen took refuge with the undead blood race, and, They also have to participate in the hunting feast on behalf of the bloodless tribe of the undead blood tribe. The emperor has to see, is this dog thief Zhang Ruochen really alive? "

"Well."

Not far from it, a black hole measuring three feet in diameter appeared out of thin air.

Han Yan stepped out of the black hole, his eyes were like electricity, his sword pointed at Xiao Hei, and he said coldly, "Don't dare to curse one more and chop your pair of cat claws."

Xiao Hei's cultivation has returned to the realm of great sacredness, but he is still quite afraid of the increasingly powerful dark master Han Han.

The key point is that this woman has a strong desire for control and ambition, and she has fierce means and witty skills. She has almost captured the entire power of Wang Shan, and countless monks take her lead.

At the time, Zhang Ruochen recalled Han Kun and gave her a lot of resources to integrate her monks who wanted to take refuge in Dongyu. In fact, she was staying in the back road and intentionally supported a powerful person who could calm all monks.

In this way, if he is away for a long time, the Eastern Region will not be chaotic, and it will not become a loose sand.

Behind Han Yan is the Dragon Guard Pavilion, full of talents and masters like clouds. It is not difficult to manage the Eastern Regions, not only the literate ministers who are proficient in education, such as Shangguanzhen, but also the top powerful men, such as Yan Liren.

However, what Zhang Ruochen didn't expect was that Han Yan moved the center of Dongyu from the holy city of Dongyu to Wangshan.

Looking at the dark and shiny sword in front of him, Xiao Hei sighed for a moment and said, "No scolding, where is scolding? The emperor is just resentment, going to the **** world so exciting, he did not bring me. Even more angry The thing is, since it ’s not dead, I should give you a message of safety, which hurts the emperor ... It should be all of us sad for a long time. Beasts! "

After recovering to the Great Holy Realm, Xiao Hei didn't dare to leave Wang Shan, fearing that he would be found by the angel patroller.

Otherwise, it has gone to the **** world long ago, not only to find Zhang Ruochen, but also to find the Emperor of Thousand Bone.

"When you go to the **** world, it may not be a betrayal. What happened in the central imperial city is so vague as to the heaven world that it is impossible to give a satisfactory account to the Kunlun world. For the Kunlun Realm, he can be described as a deadly battle. How many monks in the **** realm are killed under his sword? Even if he really joins the **** realm, I believe that he has no choice but to do something. "

Han Xue was wearing a spotless white suit, pure as immortal, and temperamental as snow, standing on the edge of the city wall, with a void sword suspended behind her, a pair of smart and moist eyes, looking at the projection picture of the sky.

Members of the Hulong Pavilion, as well as Ming Yu's disciples Jin Yu, Bao Lie and others, all appeared nearby.

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Imperial City.

The Ziwei Palace has been renovated. Although it is not as magnificent as it once was, it has also restored its solemn style.

The talented sage of the book, Qing Mo, and Cang Lan Wu Sheng stand side by side, one elegant and holy, one green and pitying, and one spirit of fiery spirit, standing on the platform above the clouds and looking at the projection of the sky.

"Saw it! I saw it! That should be Zhang Ruochen, this guy is actually alive." Qing Mo squeezed his hands tightly, rejoicing.

Although Zhang Ruochen merged with the physical body of the previous life, his appearance is still similar to that of this life, and has not completely changed.

The eyes of the sage scholar and Canglan Wusheng both cast in the past and stared tightly at Zhang Ruochen.

Immediately, they looked at each other with bitter smiles.

They are different from Qing Mo. They are thinking farther and deeper. Zhang Ruochen's death is certainly a matter of joy, but now that he has joined the **** world, everyone has become the enemy of life and death.

If Zhang Ruochen did not regard them as enemies of life and death, but only intentionally joined the **** world, then he must be thrilling step by step, and he could be killed at any time.

In this way, they hoped that Zhang Ruochen truly joined the **** world.

After going through too much, Canglan Wusheng's hot temper has largely converged, and his prejudice against Zhang Ruochen has long since disappeared, and even more, his admiration and understanding have even a touch of sympathy.

Cang Lan Wu Sheng said: "You said, the Queen is in heaven, are you paying attention to the hunting feast?"

The holy book girl smiled slightly and shook her head slightly.

The resentment and resentment between the empress and Zhang Ruochen is no longer a secret as Zhang Ruochen's identity is fully disclosed. It has long been publicized by some speculative forces.

Some said that Queen Chi Yao conspired to capture her fiance's country; some said that Chi Kunlun and Chi Kong Le were the children of Queen Yao and Zhang Ruochen; and some said that the relationship between Queen Yao and Zhang Ruochen was close and maintained. The connection is not as hostile as outside imagination.

There are divergent opinions, and the news has spread throughout the world, it seems that it is intended to destroy the reputation of the empress Chi Yao.

Surprisingly, Queen Chi Yao did not use the power of the gods to block these statements. As a result, most monks speculate that most of these statements are true.

Some people are pitiful to Zhang Ruochen, and some are envious of Zhang Ruochen.

After all, the Empress Chi Yao was a female deity who could compare with the moon god. Zhang Ruochen was a great saint, but was able to share the bed with her, which made her willing to have a son and a daughter for him. Who doesn't envy?

The sage of the holy book suddenly found something, and stared into the sky, saying, "The one behind Zhang Ruochen ... is really the shadowless fairy of the soul world?"

"It really seems to be her."

In the eyes of Canglan Wusheng, a strong light of hatred was revealed, and he laughed: "It has been rumored that the shadowless fairy Xi Xi was caught by Zhang Ruochen to the **** world, and she has surrendered to Zhang Ruochen, willing to be a slave and a slave, and sleep every day. Alas, the monks of the factions in heaven should have such an end. Zhang Ruochen made a real man this time. "

The saintly talented girl frowned slightly and said, "The voice may not be credible."

Cang Lan Wu Sheng stared at her, shook his head, and said, "My silly sister, Zhang Ruochen did not touch you, not because he did not want to touch you, but he did not want to hurt you. However, he is a man after all, like Xi Xi How could a beautiful peerless beauty have been captured? "

"Zhang Ruochen is in the world of hell. If he behaves harmlessly, even a hostile woman cannot conquer. I am afraid that no monk would be afraid of him and he would be eaten without bones."

"Ask the monks in the world to see how many believe in Xi Xi or innocence? Hehe, happily ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It is really happy, thinking of the monks in the soul world who see Xun Xi as a goddess in pain and sorrow, I can't say it in my heart. "

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In the temple of merit, sacrifice the world of God.

Seeing Xi Xi in the mirrored projection, Shang Zixi showed a painful and unbearable expression on his face. He couldn't help but screaming in the sky, and the scream made the flames in the world of the gods burn more fiercely.

"Zi Xun, control your mind, it is because of this that you can breed a demon." The voice of Xun God sounded in the world of the divine realm.

It was difficult for Shang Ziyu to calm the emotions in his heart. His chest was violently undulating. The anger in his heart seemed to burn the heavens of all realms, and he clenched his teeth and said, "Zhang Ruochen is already my demon."

In the Kunlun realm, Shang Ziyu did not die in Zhang Ruochen's hands.

The Chi Zijian kept a large amount of the holy blood of Shang Ziyu, and the multicolored merit monument kept all his sacred soul fragments.

Shang Ziyu is a descendant of a giant in heaven who values ​​him, and sent him to the temple of merit for cultivation, intending to train him to succeed in the temple of virtue.

Now, with the help of that giant sacrifice, Shang Ziyi, using his holy blood as a guide, casts the multicolored merit sacred monument into a new body, which already has multicolored merits.

He looked up at Xi Xi, who was behind Zhang Ruochen. Shang Zixi was crying and crying, all blamed for losing to Zhang Ruochen. If he could cut him, how could Xi Xi be so humiliated?

It's hard to imagine how distressed and desperate she was in the world of hell.

"Keep in mind the present shame and pain, and work hard to cultivate. When you meet Zhang Ruochen next time, let him taste the pain. Today, letting you see the projection of the hunting feast is to make you understand clearly To what extent is the new generation of monks in **** world strong. Even Zhang Ruochen is not among them. "焱 Shinto.

. Miaoshuwu