The seat battle soon ended.

The top ten chief seats, without much suspense, were occupied by the top ten saints in the Baiyujing Great Success List. The only variable was that the Emperor Yu took away the seat that should belong to the puppet.

However, she did it with the help of Zhang Ruochen.

It can be seen that the ranking formulated by Xinghai World is very accurate. The top ten strong men are significantly higher than those behind the Baijing Realm.

Zhang Ruochen sat in the chair seat at the top, on the bank of Mingxi, in front of him a jade table case.

On the table case, there was only a three-legged cup made of **** bones and a plate polished by holy jade.

The Mingxi River in front is a large tributary, ten feet wide, the water is turbulent, and the mist is confused. Looking through the water mist, Zhang Ruochen accidentally found that the monk sitting in the opposite position was actually Omori Luo.

At this moment, Emperor Omori's gaze was just staring at him, reaching the extreme coldly.

Zhang Ruochen ignored him, and turned to the flowing water of Mingxi, using the three-legged cup of God bones, and took a cup from the air.

The stream water is born from the mountain of destiny, such as blood-colored amber, which is more fragrant than the holy spring. It is one of the most amazing and rare drinks in the entire universe. Outside, there are many holy stones to buy No.

Drink a cup and feel it carefully.

The stream water is cool, sweet and delicious, and is digested in the belly immediately. It is scattered all over the body, blending into the blood, bones, holy spirit, and mental power.

When passing through the gate of fate, there were six hundred rules of fate appearing in Zhang Ruochen's air and sea.

At this moment, drinking a glass of stream water has increased more than ten channels.

Of course, hundreds of rules of destiny are almost negligible compared with those monks who came to know the destiny from a young age, let alone condensing the "gate of destiny".

"The stream of Mingxi River can not only cleanse the physical constitution, holy soul and spiritual power, but also help those monks who are here to cultivate the way of destiny," Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

A hunting feast is all about cultivating the most cutting-edge forces in the future of hell.

In heaven, highly gifted monks must cultivate the Word of Truth.

In the world of hell, gifted monks must cultivate the destiny.

It can be said that almost 10,000 monks from ten ethnic groups who attended the banquet had cultivated the way of destiny and reached a very high level.

Otherwise, the monks in heaven and the same realm exerted the Word of Truth, and instantly broke out several times of attack power. They could not resist it.

Of course, mastering the way of truth or destiny is not necessarily invincible.

Because it takes a long time to integrate the Word of Truth and the Word of Destiny into your own Holy Art.

Powerful but slow to erupt.

Many times, when you meet evenly matched opponents, you may not have time to mobilize the Word of Truth or the Word of Destiny. Only when the "truth realm" and the "gate of destiny" are cultivated can the time of integration be shortened and greater advantages can be occupied.

Of course, even if you have the "truth realm" and "gate of fate", it still takes time. As long as the opponent's speed is fast enough, you can suppress you, so that you do not have time to burst out the power of truth and destiny.

In addition, the seven great ancient ways can restrain them to a certain extent.

Space can tear the "truth realm" and the "gate of fate".

Time can make you too late to cast the "truth realm" and the "gate of fate".

Darkness can devour "the realm of truth" and "the gate of destiny".

...

In addition to the Everlasting Taoism, if the streamering Holy Taoism in the Seventy-two Supreme Holy Path is cultivated to a high level, the speed is fast enough to suppress them.

As such, no Tao can be absolutely invincible.

Cultivating space to the "infinity" level and time to the "eternity" level, even fate and nothingness cannot shake them. Of course, the ultimate level cannot be reached by even the most powerful god.

Therefore, the key to the strength of a monk depends on his own level.

A dark master who does not cultivate the Word of Destiny and the Word of Truth, as long as he cultivates the Word of Darkness strong enough, he can also kill monks who cultivate the Word of Fate and the Word of Truth in the same realm.

"Wow--"

Downstream, a stone monk in the Holy King Realm drank a lot of streams, and a few light spots emerged from behind, condensing into a light gate.

Gradually, it became the gate of destiny.

"Success! Finally successfully condensed the gate of destiny, ha ha, my combat power will be greatly improved once again. It is indeed the stream of life and the fountain of the destiny of the destiny." laugh.

Seeing this scene, all monks were not calm, and absorbed the stream water faster.

You know, the river water can only be drunk at the hunting feast, and it can't be taken away.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the next to Xi Xi.

Her face, although calm and indifferent, still had a touch of heart and curiosity in her eyes, and she always stared at Mingxi from time to time. However, her current status is only a maid, and she is not qualified to take the river water for drinking.

Zhang Ruochen beckoned to her and said, "Come here."

Xi Xi looked up at the divine mirror over the sky, and finally was helpless and walked over.

She knew that her every move must be in the attention of countless monks in heaven, but in her current status, she had to bow to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen threw the God-Bone Tripod to her, and said, "Take the water from the stream and feed me."

Xi Xi took the God Bone Tripod and glared at him coldly, without doing so.

Bullying too much.

If it was in the Seven-Star Emperor's Palace, she would have suffered some grievances, but here is a hunting feast.

At this moment, many monks in the **** world also noticed this scene at the banquet, showing a playful smile and staring at the eyes.

"Zhang Ruochen really knows how to enjoy. Actually, at the banquet of hunting the sky, let Wuying Fairy feed him, aren't they afraid of being jointly scrutinized by the monks in the heaven court?"

"In heaven, there are countless admirers of Wuying Fairy. Zhang Ruochen is really not afraid of heaven."

"The soul in the soul world must be watching the Tiantian feast, and I wonder if he will be spitting blood with anger? Haha!"

...

Luo Yan felt that Zhang Ruochen's behavior was quite abnormal, and he was thinking about the reason for doing so.

Is it forcing Xi Xi to trust him completely and never be able to return to heaven?

Still in this way, he told the gods in the **** world that Zhang Ruochen had completely regarded himself as a member of the **** world, and he didn't care what the heavens thought of him?

Or, it's just an act of revenge.

"Does this guy really do not intend to return to heaven?" Luo Mingmei always felt that Zhang Ruochen was staying in hell, and had another attempt, not really joining in.

Seeing Xi Xi motionless, he just stared at him angrily, Zhang Ruochen's face became cold, in a calm tone: "As a niece, he ignores the command of the master, Xi Xi, you are so brave, Kneel me down. "

"The Great Saint cannot be humiliated." Xi Xi said in protest.

In fact, Xi Xi's heart was already extremely wronged, and she wanted to die. But every time this idea came up, Zhang Ruochen's words once said, "He who has the heart and mind is indomitable."

Sometimes she wondered if Zhang Ruochen had said this to her in the first place or not.

Just to prevent her from committing suicide.

"It seems to have spoiled you too much before, and you haven't learned enough."

Zhang Ruochen pointed out, and suddenly a force of incomparable space force, pressed on to the delicate and delicate body of Xi Xi, the repression shuddered her.

Just resisting for a moment, the slender legs were kneeling down.

Can't compete!

From beginning to end, Zhang Ruochen's eyes were extremely cold, without any emotion.

The sound of hustle and bustle sounded throughout Mingxi.

"Zhang Ruochen is deliberately provoking the heavens and soul world. Hey, I don't know how many monks will anger and vomit blood."

"Who said Zhang Ruochen was an undercover agent arranged by Heaven to Hell? Just because of his behavior today, after returning, there must be a dead end. The **** in the soul world will let him go? Does the giant in heaven see that he is not Deliberately humiliating heaven? Luna can't keep him. "

"In my opinion, Zhang Ruochen is making a name and telling the gods of the **** world his determination, otherwise he will never be able to enter the core layer of the **** world. At the time, the great **** of the sky was not as clever as Zhang Ruochen, so no matter what No matter how talented he is, even if he cultivates into a god, he is always marginalized and marginalized until he beheaded his master Yuanxu Ancient Buddha to prove himself. "

...

There were many smart people present, who thought that they had penetrated Zhang Ruochen's intentions, and they were talking openly.

Yan Wushen sat on the supreme chair of another large tributary, stared at Zhang Ruochen distantly, a smile appeared on his face, took the tripod, and took another sip.

He had long guessed that Zhang Ruochen would certainly perform at the Qitian feast and prove himself to the gods.

However, it was not expected that Zhang Ruochen would destroy his reputation by doing so poorly.

Bullying a woman will be cast aside by the monks throughout the heavens, including even her former friends.

"Although inferior, but being a cast-off scum can only make the gods feel at ease. The bad trick is really bad trick." Yan Wushen shook his head gently, but thought carefully, and felt that in addition to self-destruction, Zhang Ruochen seemed to There is no other way to go.

Omori Luo, who was sitting opposite Zhang Ruochen, sighed, "No shadow fairy, why have you encountered such a master who doesn't know how to be pity and cherish?"

Xi Xi stared at the big emperor Luo Emperor across the stream, without saying a word, but silently withstanding the space suppression of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Dasen Luo Huang coldly, and said, "People who want to rob me, are you looking for death?"

Emperor Omori's eyes are colder, but he quickly converges back and laughs: "If the Lord is so powerful, where does the emperor dare to grab you? However, there is an interesting part at the hunting feast, called Fighting. "

"Fighting ceremony?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Omori: "To us, what is the most precious treasure in the hunting feast?

"But the Taoist saint fruit is too precious. Each great saint can only be assigned one. What can I do if I want to eat more? I can only fight with others to win the others.

"The so-called fighting gift means that if the fight wins, there will be a great gift. If the fight loses, you have to give a gift."

"The gift is the Holy Fruit."

"As far as the Emperor knows, in the previous hunting feast, there were eight saints who won eight sacraments of Taoism, and nine were enjoyed by one person. Shouyuan. "

"There were also monks in the Holy King Realm who won four Xuanji Sacred Fruits and enjoyed five of them alone. They instantly cultivated the five types of sacred Tao to the full level."

"This is the fun of the feast. I wonder if Ruochen is willing to fight with the emperor?"

Whether it is the Taoist Holy Fruit or the Xuanji Holy Fruit, it is the main course of the hunting feast, which is more precious than the stream of Mingxi.

Reincarnation of the Taoist Holy Fruit and instant improvement of the 100 million Taoist Taoist rules are only second. It can also increase the monk's life by 3,000 years, which can help the monk to practice high-level holy arts at the fastest speed.

It is a treasure to be taken by all the great saints in the world between heaven and earth.

Precisely because it is precious enough, there is not enough certainty that there is no great saint dare to take it out to fight. Once you lose, even the Great Saint, you probably have to cry.

The sound of the wind came into Zhang Ruochen's ears and said, "Don't fight with him, be careful with your tricks. Generally, the fighting rituals at Qitian's feast are initiated by the weak to the strong."

"One is to win the Holy Fruit of Dharma; the other is to step on the strong to become famous."

"The emperor's self-cultivation is far better than you, but initiating a fight against you is simply bullying you into not understanding the rules of fighting. If you are impulsive, you will be right in his arms."

"You have to know that the rules of fighting rituals are the ways that challengers propose fighting rituals. It is not necessarily fighting, it can be chess, it can be drawing, it can be fighting speed, it can compete with swords ..."

"Once you have promised him, he will definitely use what he does best to fight you."

"Therefore, there are 10,000 monks at the hunting feast, but they will promise the fighting ceremony, and there are only a handful of them."

"The great saint who won eight games at the time is now the Megatron Universal Sword God. He is a miracle-like existence, known as the most perfect monk of the last millennium, without any shortcomings, every Everything is the strongest, and as soon as you learn anything, it is the peak. "

When Zhang Ruochen listened to the post-wind news, Emperor Omori said again, ridiculing: "Is n’t Daochen the Dread be afraid? Don't worry, the Emperor doesn't want your enlightenment if you lose ~ www .lightnovelpub.net ~ Just give the shadowless fairy to the emperor. "

"It turned out you saw her."

Zhang Ruochen held out a finger, raised Xi Xi's white jaw, stared at her Ning Bai Ruyu's face and said, "Okay, I promise to fight with you."

Omori Luohuang is overjoyed.

In the eyes of Xi Xi, the color of fear emerged.

Staying with Zhang Ruochen, although not good, but fell into the hands of Emperor Dasen Luo, needless to know and know that it will only be worse. Is this her destiny?

She was resentful and hopeless.

It is resentful that Zhang Ruochen is too heartless.

Desperate is that if Emperor Omori Luo really wins over her, she feels that she must not be able to sustain it, and she will choose to end herself. What is indomitable and what makes her **** is Zhang Ruochen deliberately calculating her.

At the venue of the hunting feast, all the monks were excited and ready to watch the show.

Zhang Ruochen's words turned sharply and he said, "But what's the point of betting on one Taoist holy fruit? To bet, I bet three on you."

"If the shadowless fairy is a complete body, it doesn't matter. But she is already your woman, and can still be worth three saints?" Omori Luo smiled.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Of course she only worth one saint fruit, but I still have one."

"There are only two of them."

Zhang Ruochen's gaze looked downstream, locked on the blood slaughter, and pointed to the past: "Blood slaughter is my brother and sister, he will support me."

Originally, Xue Tu was still watching the excitement, and felt that Zhang Ruochen would definitely suffer a great loss in the hands of Emperor Dasen Luo, and his heart laughed secretly.

Zhang Ruochen was pitted many times. He hoped to see Zhang Ruochen also pitted.

After hearing this, Xue Tu was struck by lightning, and his face lost his blood color.

. Miaoshuwu