How could Zhang Ruochen let Bai Qing'er come out and talk to Luo Yi?

He knew very well that Luo Ni could not really want ten million sacred food.

After all, the gods of the Raksha tribe did not take any action at all, and there were no casualties, and it was not even Xing Huantian invited them to come.

It's just that the tens of millions of holy realm troops in the heavens are under their noses. First, the gods of the Raksha tribe are really salivating, wanting to eat their flesh and drink their blood.

Second, they wanted to take this opportunity to force Xing Huantian to the **** camp in this way.

However, as long as Zhang Ruochen is tough enough, he can give nothing.

What about the gods of the undead and Raksha tribe?

They didn't dare to attack Xing Huantian at all.

Unless they are determined to win Xing Huantian, they must be absolutely sure to kill the alcoholic in one fell swoop.

Who can be so sure?

Who can afford the price of failure?

It's just that Xing Huantian was able to survive the crisis this time, and there were indeed reasons for the deterrence of the gods of the undead blood and the Raksha tribe. If Zhang Ruochen has done everything, and the next time he encounters such a situation, he is afraid that the gods of the two races will really just stand by and watch.

Besides, Bai Qing'er, Yuyao, drunkard, as well as the inverse protoss clansmen hiding somewhere, always have a sword hanging above their heads.

Relying on Tianma’s asylum alone is not enough.

It would be more secure if the undead blood race and the Raksha race were drawn together and tightly tied together.

As a world respect, Zhang Ruochen's work is naturally different from before. He must be considerate and not rash.

Luo Yi's pair of sparkling beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen closely.

Zhang Ruochen turned to look at the Raksha gods wearing a black divine armor with a deep and deep aura, and asked: "I haven't asked how this great **** is called?"

"Yuying."

In the black divine armor, a full of breath sounded.

Where did Zhang Ruochen think that the other party had such a big backing, and said in awe, "It turns out to be the **** of war of the gods of Tianluo."

Luo Ji's two snowy green jade fingers tapped the bronze table case lightly, and said: "Jie Zun, don't divert the subject, where is Bai Qing'er?"

"Xinghuantian's affairs, I can call the shots."

Zhang Ruochen thought for a while, and said, "Ten million sacred food is definitely not for you."

Luo Yidai raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "I know, you Xinghuantian dare not offend the Heavenly Court too much. Eight million will do!"

"No one!" Zhang Ruochen said.

This time, not only Luo Yi's beautiful eyes condensed, but even in the black armor of the war **** Yuying, there were bursts of terrifying power, like a star about to explode.

Zhang Ruochen's actions made him quite unhappy.

Zhang Ruochen calmly said: "But, the Lord of the Princess, the God of War, and the gods of the Raksha tribe came from afar, we Xinghuantian are naturally grateful. What is ten million sacred food? I will give you the number. Hundred Gods!"

Doubt appeared in Yuying's eyes.

He was wondering if Zhang Ruochen didn't even know what he was talking about.

Hundreds of gods?

This can create hundreds of false gods, and the value is far greater than ten million sacred food!

However, Luo Yi was clever in his mind, and instantly realized that he said: "Jie Zun refers to the hundreds of evil corpses that burst out of the ground? You want to use the power of the Raksha clan to suppress them and get rid of them for Xing Huantian. future trouble?"

"Princess Palace Master said so, he is questioning the sincerity of this world respect! My Xing Huantian is also a peerless powerhouse, is it difficult to suppress them?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Ji lowered his eyes in thought, and smiled: "Why don't you add the old ghoul sealed on the flame beam?"

Zhang Ruochen took out the spelling order, played with it in his hand, and said, "That old ghoul, maybe it will become the guardian of our family."

He put the word "we" very hard.

Then Zhang Ruochen said again: "His Royal Highness is sure to give the old ghoul to the gods of the Raksha tribe?"

Luo Ni holding the staff, got up and walked outside the God Queen’s Hall, saying: "Well, this princess will go with Yuying War God to suppress those evil corpses. Jie Zun, you are still a little sincere."

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Ruochen summoned them and said: "Thank you to the deity of the Raksha tribe. Soon, the sundial should be able to be repaired. I must give the Raksha tribe some training places. This is the true sincerity of the deity! "

Hearing this, Luo Yi’s snow-white jade face showed a fascinating smile: "This quota, this principal has decided!"

Walking out of the No. 1 Goddess City, the God of War, Yuying, praised: "The value of those evil corpses is far more than 10 million sacred food. Zhang Ruochen is worthy of my clan's squad."

Luo Yi snorted: "That guy is smart! Uncle Ying, you should have heard what he secretly transmitted to me just now?"

Yuying war **** said: "Why should I listen to you two flirting and pretending words?"

"He said that he would give the "Mingbing Scroll" to Tianluo Shen Guo as a thank you." Luo Yi said.

It is based on the experience and state of mind of the God of War of Yuying, which is also moved, saying: "One of the eight volumes of the Mingshu "The Underworld Warriors"? This is a good thing! If we master the "Underworld Warriors", we can control those Evil **** corpses, refining them into a powerful attacking army, although the number is less."

Luo Ji squinted a pair of eyes and smiled: "He controlled the corpse of Jade Dragon Immortal with the secret method in the "Nether Soldier Scroll", which is impossible to hide. How could the Dark Temple and the Dark Temple not find him? However, he only needs to pass the "Nether Soldier Scroll" to Tianluo Divine Kingdom... the pressure he has to bear is much less! This is only one of them!"

"Secondly, he knows that I have Yin Shenlian, and I have cultivated the Dementor, and I can control the Great Sage. If I practice the "Nether Soldier Scroll" to control the gods, it will not be difficult."

Yuying war **** said: "The fat water does not flow into the field of outsiders. In this way, it seems that hundreds of corpses have been sent to the Raksha tribe, but they are actually given to you, the princess."

"Let's go! He has passed this level of the Raksha clan! What a pity, what a pity."

Luo Ji's eyes were full of regret, and it was a pity to read two consecutively. This turned into a stream of light and flew straight to the gray fog of death in the distance.

As for what she was sorry for, Yuying War God couldn't understand at all, and didn't want to think about it.

...

The representative of the undead blood race is the **** war god.

Before entering the city, the God of Blood Jue was met by the Prison Gold God.

The prison gold **** stood in a chaotic time and space, his body blooming with golden light, and said: "Dazu, Xing Huantian, this seat has a negative request."

It stands to reason that the cultivation base of the prison gold **** has reached the emptiness state, and there is no need to personally rush to explain to the blood jue war god.

However, at this moment, such a powerful and ancient existence, in front of the Blood Jue War God, had a trace of jealousy in his tone, as if he was afraid of something.

Blood Jue War God Tiger has a stiff body and bright armor, and said: "You don't need to say more, you are not to blame for this matter, you go back first!"

"Yes!"

The space trembled violently, and the vortex-like world became calm.

The golden light and the breath of gods generally receded and disappeared into the sky.

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of Xue Jue War God, and he was about to enter the city, but when he saw Zhang Ruochen and the two proprietors of Goddess Twelfth Square, he had come out to meet him in person.

"Welcome to Dazuzai!"

The two workshop owners, one was Liu Qingcheng, the owner of the Snow Region, and the other was misty and dusty, with a faint temperament and no aura of a dusty woman, making people think that they were gods of the heavenly Taoist school.

The frost melted on the face of the war **** Xue Jue, and a smile appeared, and said, "Yes! My Sun Ruochen did not disappoint my grandpa, and changed his body to become the lord of Xing Huan Tian. Are these two also going to marry into the Xue Jue family? Not bad, they are all true gods, and the children born will never be bad."

The two owners are both gods and their expressions remain unchanged.

However, there are fluctuations in their hearts.

After all, it was the Blood Jue War God who said this. If he was replaced by another character of this level, the words he said were oracles, and no one could violate them.

Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to easily provoke the women of Goddess Twelfth Square, and quickly averted the topic, saying: "Grandpa, Ruochen wants to apologize to you first..."

Zhang Ruochen was about to bow and salute, but the entire time and space was frozen, and he couldn't worship at all.

Xue Jue War God said solemnly: "You are now the realm of Xing Huantian, the divine envoy of Tianma, you are also a god, and your status is not under me. Before people, you must have the spirit of a hegemon, even if you see God Respect, you only need to show some respect. Infinitely, you don’t need to look up at anyone! Go, if you have anything, you can talk to the city."

In the Palace of the Queen of God, Bai Qinger came out to greet.

There are great masters of the original poster level, and they will send the best divine brews from the Goddess Twelve Workshops.

The Blood Jue War God waved his hand and said, "Which wine should you drink during the great mourning? Take it down?"

The eyes of the two workshop owners were surprised.

They couldn't think that the identity of the Blood Jue War God, such arrogant people, could actually consider the feelings of others in this way. Is it really because you respect the White Queen?

God brewed away.

The two proprietors retired afterwards.

The Blood Jue War God did not go to sit at the top of the temple. He sat down in the first position to the right and said: "It is Huangtian who killed the God Emperor. Who is it that appeared with you outside the Goddess City?"

"This is exactly what Ruochen wants to explain!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xue Jue Zhan Shendao: "Explain what? You are afraid, because things against the gods will adversely affect the Xue Jue family?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "At that time, I only had this strategy..."

"Good idea!"

Xue Jue War God laughed and said, "This is great. Why should I apologize? Why explain? I Xue Jue and my grandson ~lightnovelpub.net~ will take action together to protect the future grandson and daughter-in-law. It is only natural! What if it’s a **** against the gods? Because she is a **** against the gods, my blood will stand by and watch? The people of the world don't despise me."

"Ruochen, you should have a little confidence in your grandfather. You must go forward bravely when you do things. Don't worry about this. Do you think that after so many years of cultivation, your grandpa has no means to protect yourself?"

Zhang Ruochen was moved in his heart and did not know how to speak.

Bai Qinger did not have the coldness of the past, she was so well-behaved as a girl who had not yet come out of the pavilion, Shi Shiran saluted, and said: "Thank you Dazuzai!"

"Thank you, grandpa, what did I do? It wasn't me who made the shot."

Xue Jue War God looked away from Bai Qing'er, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and then said: "Who is it that shot? There are so many fighting strengths in the world, and there are only so many. I can't think of it, please move. who is it?"

"Grandpa will naturally know in the future."

Zhang Ruochen sold a pass, then took out the Magic Mirror of Tibetan Mountain, and said with a smile: "I have a great gift here to honor your old man."

"boom!"

Before the words fell, there was a broken sound on the mirror surface of the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the mirror, shaking the sky, flooding the entire Palace of the God Queen.

In an instant, blood and energy spread out like a dragon and a dragon, spreading out of the Goddess Tower, covering the first Goddess City, dyeing the sky over a radius of millions of miles red, making the monks of Xing Huantian panic again.

A cold and hateful voice rang out from the Magic Mirror of Tibetan Mountain, shaking the Queen of God's Palace: "Ruochen child, do you think that a mere sacred artifact can trap this seat?"

It's the voice of the second blood ancestor.

With a loud bang, the mirror surface of the Zangshan Magic Mirror was completely shattered, and the lens flew over Zhang Ruochen's cheek like a knife, and the tyrannical expression and regular **** lines sprayed out from inside.