The gods of the immortal blood race retreated from Xinghuantian.

The vast majority of the creatures in this star field didn't know what happened, but they could feel that invisible depressive aura disappear, and their mood instantly became relaxed.

The head of the undead clan frowned deeply, and said, "Using a great **** for reward can stop the gods of the undead clan."

Xue Jue Zhan said: "Is there any misunderstanding of the patriarch? My grandson honored me, not them."

"If you do this, will the gods of the other nine tribes be convinced? You have to take a long-term view, and if you offend them, in the future you will become the patriarch, and the resistance will definitely increase." The undead patriarch said.

When it comes to the things in his **** hands, how can there be any reason to hand them over?

What's more, he is still a powerful god.

The sleeves of the Blood Jue God of War bulged, and a "quantity" **** seal flew out, floating in the void.

He said: "With this mark, is it enough to convince them?"

The patriarch of the undead blood clan shrank with a pair of vicissitudes of old eyes, and said: "In the body of the second-class blood ancestor?"

"Ok!"

"In this way, it is very possible that Jia Tianxia is also a member of the organization. Going further, it may be traced back to the strong in the blood sea hidden heaven temple."

The God of Blood Jue released the Second A blood ancestor and handed it to the patriarch of the undead blood clan, saying: "You may find useful clues by searching for the soul yourself."

At this moment, the blood ancestor of the second class had already turned into a mass of blood, sealed by many regular **** patterns, rushing from left to right, but could not escape.

The patriarch of the undead blood clan was about to reach out to pick it up, the Blood Jue War God immediately stopped, staring at him, and said: "What are you doing? Searching for souls is searching for souls. What are you doing? Want to grab?

The Blood Jue War God was very clear about the virtue of this old guy, not much better than himself.

When it comes to what he has in his hands, it is difficult to get it back.

The patriarch of the immortal blood really has the idea of ​​grabbing, but thinking that at the beginning, he forcibly collected a sub-God-level supreme holy artifact from the God of Blood on the grounds of "being guilty, I might cause you to kill." I got this **** and almost copied his own family history! Including a valuable magic drug, it was also ruined.

"It's just a great god, how can the old man have a good eye?"

The head of the undead clan snorted, and strands of blood, as thin as hair, gush out from his pupils.

The screams of the Erjia Blood Ancestor sounded in the hands of the God of Blood.

After a while, the eyes of the patriarch of the immortal blood returned to normal, his face solemn, and said: "He knows so little that he can only track down Jia Tianxia. Perhaps, by capturing Jia Tianxia, ​​he can hold the real big fish."

"I can't control this! You take this divine seal to persuade the big clans of the other nine tribes and tell them that the Erjia blood ancestor is a member of the organization and cannot be handed over. They should not be able to refute this reason. ?"

The blood jue war **** immediately collected the Erjia blood ancestor and waved his hand to stamp out the "quantity" **** seal.

The patriarch of the undead clan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and said, "Bastard boy, who is the patriarch? Are you telling the patriarch to do something?"

The Blood Jue War God quickly calmed his emotions, saying: "Patriarch, I did this with profound meaning! Take this opportunity, maybe I can fish out the members of the Undead Blood Clan. I will give you the Second A Blood Ancestor. There are a large number of members of the organization at the top of the undead blood race, and they dare not do it!"

The patriarch of the undead blood clan looked at the escaped war **** Xue Jue, and his heart was really moved.

...

Zhang Ruochen had been to the underground of Yuchen Temple and saw the old ghoul again, but he found nothing and couldn't solve the doubts in his happiness.

At this moment, he and Bai Qinger arrived at Xingtian Cliff through the space teleportation array.

Hongchen Peerless Building, Chixia Flying Fairy Valley.

Haishixingtian, Shenshan Jingyun Pavilion.

These four forces are known as "all-knowing places" everywhere in the world.

Hongchen Peerless Building compiled the "Hongchen Peerless List" to grasp the information of all the top masters in the world, whether it is the heavenly world, the ten tribes of the hell, or the small tribes of the ancient civilizations and the **** world.

Who can become a god, who has great potential in the future, Hongchen Peerless Building knows exactly.

But as long as you know that behind the Hongchen Peerless Tower is the Heavenly Palace, then naturally there is no need to wonder why it has such energy.

Haishixingtianwai refers to "Xingtian Cliff".

Hongchenlou commented on the Hongchenren, and Xingtianya on ten thousand years.

Every 10,000 years, Xing Tianya will compile a "Wan Nian Critic", which will write all kinds of legends about the creatures born in the last 10,000 years.

Xingtianya and Xinghuantian are in the same spirit, and in the same star field, they can gather intelligence about the world with Goddess Twelve Workshops. In addition, the owner of Xingtian Cliff obviously has an extraordinary connection with Xinghai anglers.

It is not surprising that Xing Tianya was able to compile the "Wannian Review".

Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er walked side by side, walking on the mountain path climbing Xingtian Cliff.

This is like a never-ending road upwards, with rugged rocks on the road, mountain springs like ink, but exuding fragrance. There were also other monks who climbed up with them, but most of them couldn't hold on and turned back halfway.

Some of these monks came from all walks of life in heaven, and some came from hell.

Surprisingly, no fight broke out along the way.

Bai Qinger said: "Under the realm of God, as long as someone can ascend Xingtian Cliff, he can become a disciple of Xingtian Cliff, where he can approve and learn art. However, there are very few who can succeed."

"You are one of them?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Bai Qinger smiled without saying a word, stood on the edge of a higher cliff, looked at the colorful starry sky in the distance, and said: "From here you can enter Haishixingwu, you see, does it look like a starry sky? An ocean in the middle? It is boundless, hiding countless secrets, and buried countless monks and even gods who went to search for treasures."

Zhang Ruochen was full of heroism and looked far away, feeling shocked in his heart.

This is a wonder in the starry sky and one of the most dangerous areas between the sky and the earth. The gods will feel as small as dust when standing outside Haishixingwu.

I can't imagine how powerful magical powers it takes to detonate Haishixingwu.

What a shocking method is that?

"Huh! Huh! Huh..."

There is a spot of light all the time, rushing into Haishixingwu from all directions, disappearing into the chaotic star fog.

Every spot of light is a monk.

They either single-handedly, or formed teams, went on adventures, went to hunt for treasures, and went to explore. Everyone has their own story, and some lucky ones can write their own legends here.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and said, "The space here is really expanding outward. Maybe, the center of Haishixingwu is the birthplace of the universe. I have time, I must go there!"

Bai Qinger said: "You should dispel this idea! Even my master is very jealous of some dangerous places in Haishixingwu. It is said that in ancient times, the heavens fell in them."

Zhang Ruochen was in awe of Haishixingwu, but he did not dispel the idea of ​​entering it.

At this time, there was a pleasant lute floating in the distance.

Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er walked up quickly, in a flat place, surrounded by many monks, and they were all talking. On the edge of the cliff, there are several black trees, like rocks, with very hard branches and leaves.

The monks who can climb the cliff here are not the general ones.

There are not many things that can attract them.

Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er walked over and saw an old man in Confucian robes sitting on a stone bench under the tree and said: "Who can put this chess piece on the board, the old man can promise to answer him a question."

The young girl in Tsing Yi sitting next to her flicked the pipa string and brought out a few tunes.

A corpse clan great sage who was full of rancid smell said: "You can answer any questions?"

The old man in Confucian robes laughed: "The old man has no other skills, but he reads a lot of books. If there are ten books in the world, then the old man has read at least seven or eight books. Therefore, in this world, the old man cannot answer questions. It's really not much."

"Bring it! The Confucian ancestors may not have read so many books when they are alive." said a young Taoist priest.

The Confucian robe old man looked upright and said, "The Confucian ancestor read more books than me."

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Bai Qinger said: "This old man is a little bit interesting. With my cultivation level, I can't actually perceive the fluctuations in spirit or mental power in his body. It is almost indistinguishable from an ordinary man."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "These people present should not be able to see his depth, so they will regard him as an expert and stay here. Last time, I actually missed him!"

"What do you mean, have you met him?" Bai Qinger was a little surprised.

Zhang Ruochen nodded.

Zhang Ruochen met the old man in Confucian robes and the young girl in Qingyi holding a pipa in the Tianxia Goddess Building. At that time, they were telling the "Wan Nian Commentary" on the stage, which was exactly the story of Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao.

Later, the monks of the monster race went up to make trouble, provoking Chi Kunlun to take action, and rescued the old man in Confucian robes and the girl in Tsing Yi.

Who would have thought that in Xingtianya, he could still meet them?

Zhang Ruochen happened to have a huge question in his heart, and he couldn't help becoming more interested, and looked at the chess table in front of the old man in Rupao.

The chess table is not lying flat on the ground, but hanging upside down in the air.

The chessboard is facing down.

The chessboard is full of black and white chess pieces.

The chess pieces seemed to be stuck on the chessboard and did not fall down, which looked rather strange.

The chess on the board is an endgame.

The corpse clan great sage took the white chess piece from the old man in Rupao, and said, "This is not a solution to the chess game, right? Just put this chess piece on the chessboard?"

The girl in Tsing Yi said, "As long as you can keep the chess pieces stable and not fall down."

"How difficult is this?"

The chess piece turned into a white light, flew out from the hands of the corpse clan great sage, lifted it under the holy energy, and fell onto the chessboard.

With the cultivation base of the great saint of the corpse clan, let alone a small chess piece, it is an asteroid, which can be easily lifted with the holy energy.