God Emperor

The monks present remained quiet and did not talk to each other. The atmosphere seemed quite strange.

One after another, monks arrived, and more and more monks gathered here. The aura emanating from some of them made Zhang Ruochen quite afraid. They were obviously top-level experts.

About half an hour later, a faint energy fluctuation appeared in the deep night.

Zhang Ruochen noticed it and looked in the direction of the energy fluctuation.

Ji Fanxin, who was standing next to Zhang Ruochen, said softly: "Here he comes!"

"Buzz."

In the dark and boundless night, the fog swelled and shook violently.

A black stone flew out of the night fog and quickly approached Tiandu Mountain like a stone box. As the stone box gets closer and closer, the cold aura emanating from it becomes stronger and larger.

Zhang Ruochen finally saw clearly that it was an ancient stone tablet a hundred feet long. The stone was quite special, like diamond black iron. The words on the stone tablets are each as huge as a millstone, but they have become blurred and difficult to read.

On the stone tablet, stood twelve figures, all wearing black robes and holding dark purple sickles. The murderous aura released from their bodies condensed into a blood cloud above the stone tablet.

"Ten saint-level killers and two king-level killers." Ji Fanxin sent a message to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "How did you tell?"

Each of the twelve black-robed killers has practiced profound secret techniques. Even with Zhang Ruochen's mental strength, it is impossible to see through their cultivation without opening his eyes.

Given thought: "Although they all wear the black robe of the God of Death and hold the sickle of the God of Death, the grades of the black robe and the sickle are different."

Zhang Ruochen observed carefully and found some clues.

Among the twelve black-robed killers, two of them had faint ripples on their black-robed collars and cuffs, like scales. A layer of light red fluorescence appeared on the collars and cuffs of the other ten black-robed killers.

Not only that, the grades of the scythes in the hands of the twelve black-robed killers seemed to be somewhat different.

Given thought: "They are the core killers of the Temple of Death. The black robes of Death and the Sickles of Death they wear are sacred treasures refined for the purpose of assassination."

"The grades of the Death God's Black Robe and Death God's Scythe can be continuously improved. However, if you want to obtain the materials to upgrade the grade, you must use enough killer points to redeem them."

Zhang Ruochen glanced slightly sideways and said, "Fairy seems to know the Temple of Death very well."

Ji Fanxin smiled faintly: "These are the most basic common sense! The reason why I tell you this is because you are too high-profile. We are about to go to the temporary contact point of the Temple of Death. If we encounter someone wearing a high-grade black robe of the God of Death, With a killer holding a high-grade death scythe, you'd better keep a low profile."

"In addition, if you want to become a marginal killer in the Temple of Death, you must understand these things."

Compared with other killer organizations, the Temple of Death can be said to be quite loose. The number of core killers only accounts for less than one-tenth of the total, and most of them are fringe killers.

As long as your cultivation reaches the semi-saint realm, you can join the Death Temple and become a borderline killer.

One of the killer kings clasped his hands and said, "Dear guests, you have been waiting for a long time! Now, with the token of the Temple of Death, everyone ascends to the Underworld Stone Monument, and Liu will send everyone to the temporary contact point."

The monks gathered here walked over one after another.

Given Xin owns the token of the Temple of Death, Zhang Ruochen walks with her and naturally successfully climbs the Underworld Stone Monument.

At this moment, a roar came from the direction of Tiandu Mountain.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and saw that one of the killer kings took action and threw an old sheep-headed man away with one palm. A large amount of holy blood spit out from the mouth of the old sheep-headed man.

"You dare to come here and seek death without the token of the Temple of Death."

The killer king's movement speed was as fast as teleportation, and he struck another blow, hitting the old sheep-headed man on the head. Suddenly, the body of the old sheep-headed man transformed into blood-red crystals.

"Bang."

The blood-red crystal exploded and turned into ruby ​​fragments.

A strong man in the realm of the Holy King died on the spot within two breaths, causing the monks who boarded the Huangquan Stone Tablet to tremble slightly.

Zhang Ruochen whispered: "Is it too cruel to be killed just because there is no token?"

Ji Fanxin seemed very calm and said: "The monks who don't have tokens must not know that the Temple of Death will open a temporary contact point tonight. However, that person came here. Don't you think it's abnormal?"

Zhang Ruochen looked thoughtful.

Ji Fanxin added: "Besides, they are the Temple of Death, specializing in the business of killing people. How can they not be ruthless in their methods? Therefore, when we go to the temporary contact point, we must be careful and don't leave without ever returning."

When all the monks boarded the Huangquan Stone Tablet, dense arrays appeared at the bottom of the stone tablet, condensing into a circular formation.

"Wow——"

The Huangquan stone tablet flew away quickly and rushed into the vast night.

On the stone tablet, black beams of light rise up, which can block the monks' vision, making them unable to see the scenery outside the stone tablet.

Moreover, the inside of the stone tablet contained a rather strange power, which actually imprisoned the monk's spiritual power.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to use his mental power to explore outside, but failed.

"The Temple of Death is really cautious." Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

The stele didn't fly for long. About a quarter of an hour later, the black beam disappeared, and everyone could finally see the outside world.

In mid-air, there is a large tomb thousands of feet high suspended, forming like a lying "tortoise", emitting a dark red brilliance.

On the top of the tomb, a three-hundred-meter-tall humanoid skeleton sat cross-legged. The skeleton's bones were inlaid with various gems and emitted more than ten kinds of strange light, like a nebula.

Zhang Ruochen clearly realized that the skeleton and thousands of gems had the power to conceal the secrets of heaven, and could suppress the spiritual power of the monks, making this space completely hidden.

The monks who enter this space will not be able to contact the outside world.

Zhang Ruochen spread the word to Ji Fanxin and said, "This place is too weird! If the Temple of Death has ulterior motives, wouldn't it mean that when we come here, we have fallen into a trap and can only be slaughtered by them?"

Given thought: "The Temple of Death can develop into the top three killer organizations because of its credibility. As long as we don't take the initiative to stir up trouble, there will be no danger."

The Huangquan stone tablet carried everyone and flew into the tomb gate.

It wasn't until Zhang Ruochen and others all jumped down from the stone stele that the Huangquan stele flew to the edge of a lake in the tomb and stood there.

Dozens of Huangquan stone tablets have been erected by the lake.

Obviously, there were monks from other places who were also brought to the tomb.

The space in the tomb is extremely huge, with lakes, covered bridges, pavilions, pavilions, hills, cliffs, and deep streams, and ancient lanterns hung in many places. In mid-air, there is a huge bright moon hanging.

That moon is a piece of light-attribute holy jade with a diameter of dozens of feet.

"This place is so beautifully built. Is it really the temporary contact point of the Temple of Death?"

"This place doesn't look like a place where human lives are traded at all."

…

The monks who came to the temporary contact point of the Temple of Death for the first time were all amazed and admiring the beautiful scenery.

However, Zhang Ruochen felt that his vest was very cold, because after opening his heavenly eye, he found that there were hidden murderous intentions everywhere. Some of the seemingly beautiful landscapes were actually covered with life and death inscriptions.

If so, the Temple of Death activates these killing methods, Zhang Ruochen thinks that he will definitely not be able to escape.

"Let's go to the Cliff of Life and Death first." Ji Fan thought to himself.

"Where is the Cliff of Life and Death?"

“The Cliff of Life and Death is where customers place their orders.”

The Cliff of Life and Death is located directly below the bright moon and is more than 370 feet high.

When Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin arrived, a large number of monks had gathered at the cliff of life and death. Only a few of them came to place orders, and most of them just came to join in the fun and want to see the changes in the "Bounty Ranking List".

The cliff is divided into different areas. Each area has a name and an introduction to that name.

Zhang Ruochen found his own name at the 360-foot mark.

"No. 18 in the "Bounty Ranking List", Zhang Ruochen. The former prince of the Kunlun Realm's Holy Ming Central Empire, now the divine envoy of the Guanghan Realm, is suspected to be in the realm of the Four-Step Saint King, practicing time and space at the same time..."

In that area, the introduction to Zhang Ruochen was relatively simple, probably only about two hundred words.

However, Zhang Ruochen's figure and appearance are carved on the cliff, which are lifelike and lifelike. They were obviously made by the master. Moreover, the person depicted must have had close contact with Zhang Ruochen.

"Two hundred and seventy million holy stones, my life is so precious." Zhang Ruochen did not feel scared, but smiled.

Ji Fanxin rolled his eyes at him and said: "This is just the "Bounty Ranking List" of the Temple of Death. You are also on the list of the Heavenly Killing Organization and the Earthly Killing Organization. In total, the bounty amount is probably more than One billion. Fortunately, you are still in the Realm of Truth. If you were elsewhere, I am afraid that people at the level of the Great Sage would kill you."

Not to mention one billion holy stones, even one hundred million holy stones, some of the more embarrassed great sages would be moved by it.

Zhang Ruochen moved his gaze upwards and saw at the top of the cliff of life and death, the person ranked first in the "Bounty Ranking List", the bounty amount actually reached 2.6 billion, which was ten times that of Zhang Ruochen.

"Inner demon! What on earth did this guy do that is so outrageous? How could anyone give 2.6 billion holy stones to kill him?" Zhang Ruochen was very curious.

There was a look of fear in Ji Fanxin's eyes, and he said: "This is an evil demon that must not be provoked. It is said that he can control people's hearts. As long as he stares at him, he will become his slave and be controlled by him. , even the Nine-Step Saint King is not immune to his enslavement."

"The key is that no one has ever really seen him, and they don't know what he looks like at all. We only know that there are more than 20 Nine-Step Saint Kings enslaved by him."

"The inner demon is the same as you. He has only become famous in the past two years, and his reputation is getting bigger and bigger. Many great sages want to kill him, but they can't find him."

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and single-handedly enslaved more than twenty Nine-Step Saint Kings. As long as he gives an order, wouldn't it be possible to easily destroy an ancient religion? It can even bring disaster to a large world.