God Emperor

The goddess of heaven on the riverside was naturally the first lady of Tianchu civilization, Tianchu Fairy Luoji.

Tianchu Fairy's almond eyes, flowing with strange brilliance, stared at the people under Wanwu Mountain 500 miles away, and said: "That cripple practiced the way of space?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Does the goddess of heaven know who he is?"

The butcher had a good impression of the cripple and showed a very interested look.

After a long silence, Tianchu Fairy shook her head and said: "This person's spiritual will is extremely strong, which is quite rare under the Great Sage. I have seen no more than three cultivators with such a strong spiritual will."

The butcher and the fool knew that the goddess of heaven had extremely magical eyes and could see the strength of the cultivator's spiritual will.

Tianchu Fairy gave such a high evaluation to the cripple, which surprised them.

"In this case, the cripple must not be an ordinary person. Could he be a disciple of a certain god?" said the butcher.

A figure emerged in Tianchu Fairy's mind. It was the man who had a fate with her on the Conferred God Platform. He is also a space cultivator, and has a spiritual will that is not weaker than the cripple.

Unfortunately, that ruthless guy disappeared after giving her the divine spring, and never appeared again, no matter how hard she looked.

Like evaporating from the face of the earth.

Perhaps in his opinion, after giving her the divine spring, the two of them owed each other nothing and there was no need to see each other again.

After a long while, Fairy Tianchu came out of her thoughts and said, "The helper that the cripple asked for is not a simple person, and his spiritual will is not much weaker than the cripple."

The fool was shocked and said, "Is it true? Such people are extremely rare, how could two of them suddenly appear? Who is that helper? Could it be a strong man on the "Saint King Merit List"? "

Fairy Tianchu said, "She changed her appearance and her true body cannot be seen clearly. However, a person like her must be a strong man who is famous in the world. As long as she takes action, I should be able to see through her identity."

"Hehe, Qi Xiaotian will probably be in big trouble if he meets these two people." The butcher laughed.

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Zhang Ruochen used spatial teleportation to avoid several icebergs. He kicked his feet and rushed to the middle of Wanwu Mountain. His whole body was full of holy energy. Then, spatial rules gathered on his arms.

"Break it for me."

A spatial crack several miles long appeared, like a blade that cut through the sky, slashing at the eighth-grade attack formation.

"Boom."

Even the eighth-grade formation could not withstand the power of space, and a large number of formation patterns were cut off by the spatial crack.

The formation became tattered and could no longer resist Zhang Ruochen.

After falling to the ground, Zhang Ruochen picked up the ancient sword of Shenyuan and rushed to the top of the mountain at the fastest speed.

"Let's attack together and stop him."

"We can't let him break into Wanwu Mountain."

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The immortal blood clan monks led by Qi Zeng launched an overwhelming attack to stop Zhang Ruochen.

The number of the immortal blood clan was so large that they flew above Zhang Ruochen's head like locusts, covering the sky and the sun. Some of them shot holy arrows, some used holy weapons, and some formed bloody handprints.

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid, but released a mighty holy power, and his fighting spirit rose steadily.

Against the Undead Blood Clan, there is no mercy.

"Thousand-handed Dragon Elephant."

Zhang Ruochen held the bloody ancient sword of Shenyuan, and struck the sky with his left hand. Suddenly, thousands of palm prints condensed and bombarded the bodies of the Undead Blood Clan monks.

"Bang Bang."

The Undead Blood Clan monks fell like raindrops, turning into corpses and blood mud, with countless casualties.

"Puff."

Zhang Ruochen turned into a residual shadow and rushed to the front of an Undead Blood Clan member of the Saint King Realm, piercing his forehead with a sword.

The long sword pressed down, splitting his holy body in half.

"Looking for death."

Qi Zeng roared, swooped down from the mountain, turned into a long river of blood, and instantly arrived behind Zhang Ruochen, attacking with a fist print.

He wore the Blood Armor of the Hundred Saints and activated the power of the Hundred Saints. The might of this punch was earth-shaking.

Those immortal blood clan cultivators knew how powerful Qi Zeng was and quickly retreated, fearing that they would be hit by the aftermath of the punch.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and swung his sword to chop it out, colliding with Qi Zeng's fist.

"Bang."

The blood and sword energy burst out in all directions, causing a large area of ​​the mountain to collapse.

Qi Zeng flew backwards in a rather embarrassing manner, his arm was in pain, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

His full-strength attack was actually not as good as the opponent's casual sword?

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the sword intent of Jian Ba, and then the Shenyuan Ancient Sword in his hand flew out, turning into a black stream of light, rushing straight towards Qi Zeng.

The sword body was covered with a layer of sword energy.

Qi Zeng once again activated the power of the Hundred Saints, and the phantoms of a hundred saints stood on all sides of his body, all the power gathered in his hands, colliding with the Shenyuan Ancient Sword.

"Boom."

The blood armor on his arms was broken, and the sword energy cut his arms with blood, almost crippling them.

Seeing the ancient sword of Shenyuan draw an arc in the air and then fly back, Qi Zeng was shocked, and his body turned into a gaseous blood mist and fled towards the top of the mountain.

"Lord Emperor, save me."

The black stream of light followed the gaseous blood mist closely, getting closer and closer, and was about to hit it.

At this critical moment of life and death, a blood-red tripod flew out from the belly of the mountain and hit the ancient sword of Shenyuan, knocking it out and inserting it into the body of the opposite mountain.

In the gaseous blood mist, Qi Zeng regained his body shape, breathing heavily.

He looked at the cauldron hanging in mid-air and suddenly felt confident.

It was the Blood Sacrifice Sacred Furnace of Emperor Xiaotian. It was not only an ancient artifact of the Great Sage, but also an Eight-Glory and Ten Thousand-Patterned Sacred Artifact.

Once the Blood Sacrifice Sacred Furnace is activated, it only takes one beam of light to blast the lame man into powder.

As the Blood Sacrifice Holy Furnace appeared, the entire sky turned blood red, and an extremely thick aura enveloped the world, making Zhang Ruochen feel difficulty breathing.

A large group of monks from the Immortal Vampire Clan knelt down and bowed in obeisance: "Your Majesty the Emperor, the holy law reaches the heavens. All the saints in Kunlun bow their heads."

"Your Majesty, the Holy Law reaches heaven."

"All the saints in Kunlun bow their heads and bow their heads."

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"Bow down and proclaim yourself? Qi Xiaotian thinks he is invincible?" Zhang Ruochen took back Shen Yuan's ancient sword and at the same time took out the Emperor Yi bone staff and held it in his hand.

Qi Xiaotian walked out and stood at the top of Wanwu Mountain, with dense rules of the Holy Way flowing around his body.

That magnanimity was like that of an unparalleled demon god.

A rickety old man wearing a Bagua array robe stood next to Qi Xiaotian, holding a metal holy staff in his hand. On the top of the holy staff, there was a golden three-headed bat.

That bat with three heads also had powerful holy power emanating from it, with three different energies flowing in its body.

The old man's name was Zhu Xia, and his mental power reached the peak of the fifty-eighth level.

What's even more frightening is that his attainments in formations are better than many holy masters.

Qi Xiaotian's eyes were locked on Zhang Ruochen, and then he laughed: "You lame man, I haven't come to trouble you yet, so you have to come to the door first. You are really strong and worth cultivating. I’ll give you a choice, either become my son’s blood slave, or be made into holy blood by my son and drink it in one gulp.”

Although Qi Xiaotian was arrogant, he did put a lot of pressure on Zhang Ruochen.

With Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, he would definitely lose if he fought against him.

However, Zhang Ruochen used the power of space to escape, but Qi Xiaotian couldn't keep him at all.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen did not have any fear and laughed loudly: "Qi Xiaotian, your danger index is only level five in the "Record of Ten Tribes of Hell" in the heavenly world. There are countless powerful people more dangerous than you. You have What qualifications do you have to be so arrogant?”

I have to say that "The Record of the Ten Tribes of Hell and All the Evils" really made Qi Xiaotian quite angry. After all, he is also a master of the rules world, but the danger index is only level five, which makes him feel very embarrassed.

Many other monks in the same realm as him have a risk index of level six.

Qi Xiaotian became angry and issued an ultimatum, saying: "Kneel down before my son, or you will die."

The word "death" formed an extremely powerful sound wave, shaking many undead vampires at the foot of the mountain to the point of bleeding.

Zhang Ruochen also took five steps back and used the Yihuang bone staff to support the ground to stabilize his body. He secretly thought in his heart that he was worthy of the realm of the rules of the world, and a sound wave was so terrifying.

Zhang Ruochen smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, turned his head and saw Ji Fanxin's beautiful figure.

"Qi Xiaotian's life can be exchanged for a lot of merit points."

Givenchy's movements were very graceful. She took off a golden hairpin from her head and held it in her hand. Suddenly, a head of long black hair fell down like a waterfall, draping on both sides of the snow-white face.

"Wow——"

The next moment, layers of holy power light waves emerged from the golden hairpin, bursting out with the perfect power of four yaos, the perfect power of five yaos, and the perfect power of six yaos...

When the golden hairpin burst out with the full power of Qiyao, the air in the entire Wanwu Mountain became ten thousand times heavier, as if it had turned into a solid state.

All the monks under the Holy King were unable to move.

Qi Xiaotian's expression suddenly changed. A monk who can inspire the perfect power of Qiyao is by no means an ordinary person.

Qi Xiaotian raised his hands, and two blood energy light pillars flew out of his palms and penetrated into the Blood Sacrifice Sacred Furnace.

"Uh-huh!"

Ji Fanxin did not give Qi Xiaotian a chance to activate the Blood Sacrifice Holy Furnace, and the golden hairpin in his hand flew out.

The golden hairpin was like a burning phoenix, and the sound formed by clashing with the air spread hundreds of miles away. The sound was so powerful that it seemed to be able to tear the sky apart.

At the lake five hundred miles away, a bright light appeared in Fairy Tianchu's eyes, and she said softly: "It turns out to be her. With her identity, how could she come to Luoshui?"

At this moment, the power of the Blood Sacrifice Holy Furnace has not yet been activated. How can it stop the golden hairpin that explodes with the power of Qiyao Perfection?

Qi Xiaotian's eyes showed distress, and he quickly took out a talisman and knocked it out.

"Bang."

The talisman exploded and turned into a large cyan cauldron tens of meters high, colliding with the golden hairpin.

Obviously, that talisman was an extremely precious defensive treasure. It blocked Ji Fanxin's blow and allowed Qi Xiaotian to escape.

Seizing the opportunity, Qi Xiaotian controlled the Blood Sacrifice Sacred Furnace and bombarded where Ji Fanxin and Zhang Ruochen were.

"You also have a taste of the power of the Blood Sacrifice Holy Furnace."

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Tomorrow, the WeChat public account will be updated with the first chapter of the "Eternal God Emperor" extra chapter:

Chapter 1: The sound of bells in the Burial Mountain

"Last night at midnight, it was raining. A group of female corpses dressed in white were walking along the Daming River, from south to north, and disappeared into the Yin Burial Mountains."

"Those female corpses have crescent blood lines on their eyebrows and purple conch bells hanging on their feet. Their bodies are not stiff. When they walk, they dance gracefully and beautifully, like maidens and flying fairies."

A secret guard of the royal family, wearing gray cloth, stood at the bow of the boat and whispered to Zhang Ruochen who was sitting on the boat.

Zhang Ruochen, the prince of the Shengming Central Empire, was fifteen or sixteen years old. He was dressed in white and had a heroic appearance. He was holding a small sword the size of a palm and was carving on a piece of fiery red spiritual jade with great concentration.

Kong Lanyou clasped his hands in front of his chest, bit his crystal clear lips, and said thoughtfully: "Cousin, the person who controls those female corpses must be Young Master Lian Yue from the ancient corpse exorcism clan."

Zhang Ruochen concentrated his energy on the fiery red jade that was gradually turning into a human form, and said somewhat perfunctorily: "If you say so, of course it is."

The royal secret guard added: "Among the group of female corpses, there are two proud women who have reached the extreme realm of heaven. They also went to participate in the sacrifice ceremony of the gods, but they were poisoned."

"oh?"

Zhang Ruochen finally gained some interest, raised his head and asked: "Who are you?"

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The extra story is equivalent to the prequel to "Eternal God Emperor", mainly telling some stories about Zhang Ruochen, Kong Lanyou, Chi Yao, Murong Yefeng and others when they were young, and of course, there are also some other big figures.

The main reason is that Xiaoyu has always wanted to explain the relationship between Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao. Zhang Ruochen's deep love for Chi Yao is actually because of some experiences in his previous life.

Of course, in the previous life, Zhang Ruochen was an extremely talented prince. Unlike this life where he was burdened with deep hatred, he would be much more cheerful in character and would do things as he pleased. He would not be as restrained as he is now.