After all, the grand saints in the Temple of Death still retreat dimly.

There is no way to leave, Zhang Ruochen is unfathomable. In one thought, he can curse Uncle Tian. Who can fight without going above and beyond?

Continue to challenge, aren't you afraid of being caught as a monk?

Until Zhang Ruochen's reliance has not been clarified, he can only do nothing.

"If you want to destroy a person, you must make him swell first! Today, let Zhang Ruochen be arrogant and see how long he can be arrogant?" The original silent sighed angrily.

A great **** of death said, "In my judgment, Zhang Ruochen's mental strength should be at the level of sixty-seven to sixty-eighth. It stands to reason that Uncle Tian will not be cursed in an instant. And, today, we The Zhang Ruochen I saw was obviously different from the past. You said, would you ... "

The original silence was negated, saying: "No, this person must be Zhang Ruochen without doubt. As for what he has hidden, it is not something we can test out. Don't take it lightly for the time being. I have already told the fourth brother that he should To be certain. "

The original sibling was the original Qianmo.

Hearing here, the monks in the Temple of Death are all calm.

Yuanqian Mo is the Dinghai acupuncture in the mundane world of death. Without him, Zhang Ruochen can't solve it. After all, even if he can borrow external forces, he is only on the sidewalk and can't get on the hall of Daya.

The original silence said: "Next, let's talk about the business! It has been confirmed that the three original lights appearing in the hundred royal cities are all emitted from the night rain sea of ​​the sacred place of the Yasha tribe."

"Eight hundred miles of rain and sea, ten trillion burial sites."

"The Baicheng King City is the convergent place of the heavens and earth in the edge of the **** world, and the night rain sea is also the thickest node of the underground veins of the Baicheng King City. Since the original temple was born, the night rain sea is doubtful."

A dead saint who is over ten thousand years old is a bit worried, saying: "The yaksha clan is not a clan that can be manipulated at will. Under the ten clan, it is considered a top clan. It is said that in the very old past, the yaksha clan Was included in one of the ten groups of hell. "

Another great saint followed, "The Yasha clan has deep heritage, and the Yeyuhai Holy Land has been in business for many years. Even the gods, don't want to break in easily. After all, the hundred royal cities are the place of the Yasha clan, and the death temple is here. The forces are still too weak. "

A chilling, high-pitched voice sounded, "If the original shrine was born, would a Yasha tribe be able to swallow it alone? No one of the ten races would like to see the Yasha tribe grow again."

Originally with his finger on his chin, Silent said, "It was the Yasha tribe that was once brilliant, and I have enough reasons to suspect that the source temple is in their holy place."

"How did the Yasha clan respond?" Asked Dasheng.

The original silence revealed a trace of anger, saying: "The Yasha clan emperor claimed that he had explained to the destiny temple and the heads of various forces, and that they would give them an explanation when the events on the Aoyun asteroid belt were over. "

The current family of the Temple of Death is naturally the original Qianmo, not his original silence.

Obviously, the other Yasha clan emperor did not put the original silence in his eyes at all, and sent him casually.

The people were silent for a moment.

"Continue to drag on, the power of the wind will be more and more, and the royal city of the hundred races will become a gathering place for everyone, and everyone wants to take a share. The **** Givenchy heart does not appear sooner or later, but it is on this eye. Appeared, the family members of all the major forces were restrained! "A grumpy dead grand saint, showing the color of resentment.

A deep look appeared in the original silent eyes, saying: "Continue to closely monitor Zhang Ruochen and Ye Yuhai. In addition, to return to the temple, we need a strong holy army to capture the most benefits after the birth of the original temple."

...

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was invited by the Emperor of the Demon Clan, accompanied by a group of saints, to the Holy Land of the Demon Clan in the hundred royal cities.

The land demon clan emperor and Zhang Ruochen walked side by side, walking in the forefront, and introduced: "The land demon clan is ranked twenty-ninth among the hundred and thirty-seven clan in the hundred king cities. The sacred place is everywhere. The sacred place in front of it is valued by the gods in the tribe. Not only is it arranged with a divine array, but it is also recorded with a large number of **** patterns. Once it is fully opened, ordinary gods cannot enter. Can suppress it. "

Zhang Ruochen walked in the sacred place and saw towering sacred trees, such as the black water of ink, the guardian beast of the great sacred level, and the mountains and the mountains were covered with unknown strange flowers and weeds.

He said, "It's not just a holy place here. I don't think it's an exaggeration to call Divine Land."

The Emperor of the Demons tribe smiled happily, without humility, and said, "After all, the royal city of a hundred races is a special place, so it is better to call it a holy place."

Zhang Ruochen knew it and understood his mind.

The various races in the royal city of a hundred people want to gather together to fight against the increasingly dark forces on the edge of the **** realm, and to fight against the oppression of the ten races, and fight for more voice, lest they be regarded as **** and heavenly war Cannon fodder can't resist.

At the same time, they were worried that the momentum of the royal city of a hundred ethnic groups was too strong, which aroused the fear of the ten ethnic groups.

I do n’t call it **** land, I call it holy land, I just want to keep a low profile.

In Zhang Ruochen's view, this is all it takes, the Temple of Destiny and the Ten Clan are not stupid. If the royal city of a hundred clan is really strong enough to threaten their dominant position, no matter how low-key you are, you will be suppressed.

Although the Demon Clan is only ranked 29th among the hundred royal cities, it is a first-class clan on the edge of the **** world.

It should be noted that there are tens of thousands of clan in the edge of the **** world. But there are only one hundred and thirty-seven families who are eligible to enter the hundred-city royal city, and each family has at least one deity.

Everywhere is the same. Only with a **** can one have the minimum status and enter the circle.

According to Zhang Ruochen, the strength of the land demons is much stronger than the wide cold world without the moon god! Of course, a moon **** is stronger than several land demons combined.

In the mundane world, the number of monks and holy saints represents the competitiveness and strength of a force.

But looking at the entire universe, the spirit is the foundation of a power, and determines the humility of a power.

"We have arrived!"

The Emperor of the Demon Clan took Zhang Ruochen to a magnificent magic hall.

The magic hall is as high as eight hundred feet, and the hordes of ghost servants and corpses are dressed in gorgeous and **** maids and enchantresses. They shuttle between the palace and the square. Some hold gourmet food, some carry wine dingers, and some are playing. Dian Yue was actually preparing a holy feast.

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised when he saw such a scene, and said, "If a sacred sacred place in Ruochen District is not a god, the clan emperor need not be so grand, right?"

Xuan Zehai and Xuan Qingyu who were behind were also stunned by the specifications of the banquet. I really don't understand why the clan emperor paid so much attention to Zhang Ruochen.

When Yan Huangtu and Yan Zexian came to the Holy Land, they did not receive such high treatment.

Can the grandchildren of the Blood Tribe clan be more honorable than their identity?

The Emperor of the Demon Clan laughed: "If the Great Saint has no idea, today the Demon Clan not only has you as a distinguished guest. There is also a noble guest who has been waiting in the temple for a long time. Dasheng, please!"

Zhang Ruochen's heart was stunned, yes, it should be the figure who asked the Emperor of the Demons to stop him from fighting with the Temple of Death, which is the true noble today.

What kind of character is the other party and why should he help him?

Zhang Ruochen was the first to walk into the Magic Hall, and in the front of the hall, to the left, saw a figure of Zoran sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a low couch in front of him.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes froze slightly, a little awkward.

How can it not be embarrassing. At first, in order to deter Fei Zhong, he changed into this person's appearance, scaring Fei Zhong, the prestigious and supreme great saint, to abolish his own body.

Now when I see the Lord, I realize that I changed so much in the first place. Fortunately, Fei Zhong was unfamiliar with this person and had fear in his heart to be confused.

This person is the **** of demigods, Yan Yu, who is said to be the first person in the Yan Luo divine realm.

Before waiting for Zhang Ruochen to speak, Yan Yu was beckoning to him with a smile: "Ruo Chen, come here and drink with me. This is the red dust purchased by the land demons from the Xianyuan tribe, and more holy stones elsewhere. Can't buy it. "

Zhang Ruochen walked over quickly, with a natural expression, and clenched his fist: "I've seen senior Yan Yu."

"This is a way of thinking, if you don't dislike it, call me Uncle Yu, or second uncle. You don't think, I take advantage of you, right?" Yan Yu stared at him with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen's expression became weird and he didn't answer.

It stands to reason that between the great saints, they are all peers.

However, Yan Yu and other characters can no longer be called Dasheng. They are not only cultivated as Gao Ju, but also ranked in the first place of "The Book of Divine Relics". With a single thought, they can break into the realm of God.

Once Yan Yu broke into the realm of God, she was like the Pluto and the Queen of Blood.

Even if Feng Chen, the **** of swords, and Yan Yu and Yuanqianmo are all peers, they will not despise them because they are still in the state of great sacredness.

Yan Yu asked Zhang Ruochen to call him an "uncle". It wasn't really Zhang Ruochen's advantage, but he regarded him as his own.

"Forget it, it's not difficult for you, sit down and have been waiting for you for a long time!" Yan Yu laughed, poured a glass of wine himself, and moved to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen quickly sat down and said, "It's not that Ruochen is ignorant of current affairs, but he really doesn't understand senior Yan Yu, why he loves Ruochen so badly? Senior Yan Yu can let the emperor come forward to prevent the impertinence of the temple of death, Ruochen I'm really grateful. "

Yan Yu smiled with a smile: "It's obviously you who ran away the monk of the Temple of Death, how can I help?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Is the Master of the Dead Temple like a cloud, can I fight with my own power? The emperor comes forward, and the Temple of Death naturally knows that the Yan Luo tribe has come in. This will make them somewhat daunted and dare not launch a siege. In short , This kind of kindness, if Chen Chen wrote it down! "

After that, he had a drink.

Outside the hall, a very pleasant and cold voice sounded: "Death Temple retreats, maybe the Yanluo people dare not take credit. However, the Tiansha organization did not act, but it was because of the shock of the second uncle."

Yan Zhexian came in, the fragrance was flowing, and a smug look appeared in those clear eyes.

Yan Huangtu followed closely behind.

Zhang Ruochen said innocently, "The killer of the Skyscraper Organization has entered the royal city of a hundred ethnic groups?"

"The No. 1 killer emperor of the Heavenly Killing Organization is in the city. When you fought with the Temple of Death, this was the best time for her, but she did not."

Yan Zhexian leaned on the white chin and peeped quietly. Has Zhang Ruochen been scared?

Zhang Ruochen pours a glass of wine again, and actively respects Yan Yu, saying, "Thank you Uncle Er for his life-saving grace."

The life-saving grace is enough to be worthy of an "uncle".

Yan Zhexian frowned, and said, "Can you call me uncle?"

Yan Yu raised a hand to stop Yan Zhexian from continuing, and smiled, "I mean it."

"Uncle!"

Yan Zhexian showed an angry little girl's expression.

How could she not know why Yan Yu did this? It was clear that she and the grandfather and grandfather stood aside and wanted to match her with Zhang Ruochen.

Yan Huangtu stood silent, only looking at Zhang Ruochen, could not help showing a strange smile.

Yan Yu stopped paying attention to Yan Zhexian and looked at Zhang Ruochen, saying, "The emperor's first killer, the emperor, has indeed come to the King City of the Hundred Clan. However, she didn't do it, but she was not blocked by me. Because even I can't find where she is. "

"It can be called the first killer emperor. The hidden technique must be the first. It is not easy for the gods to find her." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Yu said: "But she also has to jealous of the gods. There are currently three gods sitting in the hundred royal cities. This should be the reason why she dare not act lightly!"

"There is another thing, I want to explain it to you. The ice arrow of the Celestial Road is not made by the Fuxiang girl, but is the clafline of the elf clan in heaven."

Zhang Ruochen quickly said, "The second uncle doesn't have to explain. Why would the Yan Luo tribe kill me? Why do they put dark arrows? It is even more impossible to put the dark arrows so clearly."

The great saints of the Earth Demon clan, including Xuan Zehai, Xuan Qingzhang, and Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Cangzhen who came with Zhang Ruochen successively took their seats.

The five sages of the Temple of Death who lived forever, can only stand rigidly behind the two monks.

The audience were all big men, only Cangyu was a holy king, and he felt like he was in a dream.

Demigods are all sitting on it, this is a legendary figure!

Zhang Ruochen was still by Yan Yu's side, laughing and drinking with him, as if his uncle and nephew had reunited for a long time, and there was endless words.

Yan Zhexian sat diagonally opposite Zhang Ruochen and kept staring at them. As long as Zhang Ruochen looked over, she would open her eyes wide as if she could use her eyes to stop Zhang Ruochen and Yan Yu from talking ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ in Yan Zhe In front of Xian, there are still two positions left.

Seeing that everyone was seated, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but asked, "What are we waiting for?"

"There are indeed two handsome men of your generation who are about to come to the feast."

Yan Yu didn't mention who those two were. Suddenly, she took Zhang Ruochen's hand, and asked with a complex whisper, "What does Ruochen think of Xianer?"

"This one……"

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but stare at Yan Zexian, who was diagonally opposite.

Yan Zhexian should have heard Yan Yu's problem. In the face of Zhang Ruochen's gaze, he didn't stare back again, but looked down at the ground, revealing the appearance of listening.

In front of Yan Yu, she still dare not make trouble.

Just don't know how far Zhang Ruochen will degrade her?