After entering the gate of fate, Zhang Ruochen turned the magic sound into a sacred flower and flew back into the body. Today, only Xi Xi is by his side.

During the banquet, the banquet of the Grand Saint level can leave a maid or servant to serve at any time.

The hunting feast is huge and solemn, with 5,000 sages and 5,000 top sage kings gathered, and the age is not more than Chitose. Such a shocking feast is extremely rare in heaven.

There is a ghostly emperor, a bone sacred holy holy blessing, and a dead strong man wrapped in a dead light group ... even if Xi Xi knew that he was in hell, he was still shocked. Unspeakable.

She dared not imagine what would happen to her without Zhang Ruochen's protection.

"The **** world is too powerful. There are absolutely not so many great saints born in the last thousand years in heaven and earth. In addition, there are more than just the great saints within the Chitose of **** world." In Xi Xi's heart, he felt a deep sense of weakness. .

She finally understood why, for 100,000 years, the court of heaven had been in a disadvantage on the battlefield of merit, and she could only be beaten passively.

"I wonder if the monks in the heaven court who watched the hunting feast have the same feeling? If this continues, the gap between heaven and **** will widen, I am afraid ..."

Xi Xi didn't dare to continue thinking, and her mind was a little dazed.

At this time.

"Xi Xi, you're here, I'll go back when I go."

Zhang Ruochen stood up and walked towards the upstream of Mingxi.

Xi Xi stared at Zhang Ruochen's erect back, showing a look of doubt. What was he going to do?

The thought was just a flash, and then, her thoughts returned to the place where she was just now, and secretly said, "The great sage in Hell is like a river crossing. Did you do it? "

Although she has become a great spiritual force, she has a very small feeling of herself in the face of the strong men who hunt the feast.

That feeling was like a weak girl with no resistance, surrounded by thousands of sturdy men, filled with despair, helplessness, humbleness, and fear.

However, Zhang Ruochen was able to stand in front of her on her own, making those sturdy big men afraid to act lightly.

This planted a delicate seed in her heart.

When Zhang Ruochen was walking upstream, it was when Gun King, Muyang Tianjun and others looked at him. They were all surprised, guessing in their hearts, was Zhang Ruochen regretful and ready to grab a chief seat?

But now, even if the parsing speed is too fast, it is too late.

The scramble for seats has come to an end.

Next to the four leaders on the left, Wu Heyu and Emperor Yu are less than a foot away from their seats. They are within easy reach and can be reached in five or six steps.

"It's almost there, there is no need to continue hanging her."

Pouting at the corner of his mouth, revealing a puppet color, no longer retains strength.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Qilian took three steps to completely distance himself from the Emperor Yu.

"What? How ... how could ..."

The Emperor Yu stared at the unbelievable unbelievably, and made every effort to take a step forward, but because the prohibition inscription within this step has not been fully resolved, the steps have just been stepped out, it is attacked by the space prohibition inscription. Hit his arm by a crack in space.

On the arm, bright red holy blood dripped.

Don't dare to risk it.

"Xia Yu, your strength is already very strong, but you shouldn't come to fight with me, why should you humiliate yourself?" Yelled.

The Emperor Yu still didn't know where she was being teased by her puppet. In a pair of star eyes, there was a strong flame, almost unable to control herself, and she wanted to take a shot to puppet.

"This can't stand it? Don't exercise restraint. Only the **** tribe is you, and you are a decent opponent. If you are expelled from the hunting feast, this year's hunting of the **** tribe by Disha Ghost City is nothing. What? "He laughed in a mocking tone.

He likes to look at other monks, and hates him, but he can't help him.

The Emperor Yu did not dare to violate the rules of the hunting feast, but had to restrain it and looked down at the lower reaches of Mingxi.

"Don't watch, hurry to the downstream, the position of chief and chairman, you must have no chance, you may try a second seat."

Just then, Zhang Ruochen came to the Emperor Yu and stretched out a hand, saying, "Give me your hand."

"How did you come?"

The Emperor Yu was extremely surprised, but she understood Zhang Ruochen's horror analysis speed and was quite decisive. She stretched out a white jade hand and clasped it with his palm.

The next moment, the Emperor Yu found that there were a lot of time marks around the time, and the time flow rate slowed down.

At the same time, she discovered that there were rules of truth that poured from Zhang Ruochen's palms into her body and converged into the pupils. Her eyes, like a pair of eyes of truth, can quickly see the distribution of the forbidden inscriptions.

Although Zhang Ruochen's appearance surprised Chen, but he didn't take it seriously.

He was only two steps away from his seat.

To occupy it is a foregone conclusion.

Taking a step again, I looked at the chief seat in front of me with a smile on my face.

However, the smile quickly solidified, looking to the left, I saw the Emperor Yu and Zhang Ruochen already standing beside him, and there was only one step left from the seat.

How could it be so fast?

The shock in your heart has reached the point where it cannot be added.

At this moment, whether it is the venue for the hunting feast or the monks watching the projection, they are all upset.

The Tiantian feast has never happened similarly. Can it even help other monks compete for seats?

You must know that the more forward, second, and last seats are, the more difficult it is to crack the banned inscriptions. Therefore, although there is a huge gap between the monks' practices in the hunting feast, there is not a big difference in the time they spend on the seats.

It is almost impossible to help other monks to take their seats.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen was able to help the Emperor Yu because he had mastered both the power of time and the power of truth and practiced to a very high level.

If you change to another monk, even if you are strong, such as Greedy Baby and Yan Huangtu, you can only provide help to monks of the same race in the fight for seats.

Above the Mingxi River, in the **** bone jade tower, a thousand enlightened saints in Disha Ghost City said: "Cheating, this is cheating. Zhang Ruochen has broken the rules of the hunting feast, and must be expelled from the venue."

Zhiyuan Blood Emperor snorted: "The banquet for the sky has never been stipulated, and monks of the same tribe cannot compete for seats. How can it be regarded as breaking the rules?"

"The gods are all paying attention to the hunting feast, and they have not spoken, indicating that Zhang Ruochen did not break the rules." Gun Royal Road.

The **** tribe's several great saints are full of joy. If Zhang Ruochen can really help the Emperor Yu to take the chief seat, it is undoubtedly a step on the ground of the ghost city.

This is what they would love to see!

Without any suspense, the Emperor Yu stepped forward and took the last step, sitting in the chief left seat.

"Wow--"

Bai Yushitai radiated dazzling brilliance, covering her, the word "Xia Yu" appeared on the stone platform.

Only the last step of crickets, eyes staring, could not accept the result.

I wanted to tease the Emperor Yu and suppress the blood tribe, but I didn't expect it to be the result.

The Emperor Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, and quickly drew back the hand grabbed by Zhang Ruochen, giving him a charming look, but without anger, as if it was just a pretense.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen can say that in front of the monks in the world of hell, he did something she could never tolerate before. Although she was helping her to get a seat, it was too intimate and could easily lead to gossip.

Just like Prajna and the wind, it is impossible for other male monks to hold their hands. They are candidates for goddesses, and the appearance of such things will affect their image.

She's state of mind almost collapsed. She gritted her teeth and glared at Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu of “Lang Qingqing, wanting to refuse to be ashamed”, clenching his fists in both hands, worshiping the destiny temple on the top of Destiny Mountain, and chanting: Breaking the rules of the hunting feast, asking the gods to expel them from the venue. "

During the hunting feast, deities of all races will gather in the shrine of destiny.

The gods, there is a feast of the gods.

After a long time, the Temple of Destiny did not respond.

The Emperor Yu sneered: "Don't hesitate, hurry up to the downstream, the position of chief and chairman, you must have no chance, no hurry, the second seat does not have your position."

His lips were sullen, and he left a ruthless saying: "Don't be too proud, just walk and see."

洫 rushed to the downstream.

The Emperor Yu went to see Zhang Ruochen again, but found that the guy had left without a word, and returned to the downstream, muttering to himself: "Just staring at you, wouldn't you be angry? So many monks stared, Ben Mr. Huang couldn't act very well with you. The monks who didn't know thought that we were related. Anyway, thank you this time! "

Whether she could hear Zhang Ruochen or not, she still said something like this ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ When thinking of her own shame and shameless self-confidence, Zhang Ruochen suddenly appeared, helped her out of the siege, and turned defeat into victory. A moving smile, like a spring breeze.

At the Mingxi meeting place, Prajna and Luo Yan's eyes did not consciously stare at her, just to see the smile on her face.

Prajna quickly looked away, lowered her eyes, and remained silent, nobody could see what she was thinking.

Luo Yan, with a bulging expression, murmured in his mouth.

Openly holding hands at the hunting feast was indeed too intimate behavior, coupled with the beauty of Emperor Yu that was not lost to Jiuxian, naturally attracted all kinds of speculation.

In Wang Shanzhong, Xiao Hei's mouth made a sound of "啧啧" and pointed his claw at the projection above the sky, and said to Han Xue: "Animal, see no, see no, you also said that he was involuntary, and said He had something he had to do. From the perspective of the emperor, he had become aberrant and he did not think about Kunlun. He suffered a loss from the woman and went to the **** world. He must return to revenge, and he has completely released himself. He will also go to hell, and he cannot be allowed to continue to fall. "

Central Imperial City, Ziwei Palace.

Cang Lan Wusheng patted on the stone platform with a palm of his hand, and snorted coldly: "It seems that I worry too much, Zhang Ruochen, this bastard, where is there any danger, and when he goes to the **** world, it is mixed with wind and water. There are thoughts and flowers. "

The sacred book girl stared at Emperor Yu, with a black and white eye, a look of envy and gloomy appearance, whispered: "I did not expect that the undead blood race is such a beautiful woman, able to sit in the chief seat, She should be very strong. "

Suddenly, Canglan Wusheng became cautious and said, "Do you think Zhang Ruochen has actually taken refuge in hell?"

The wise lady shook her head slightly and did not answer her.

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