God Emperor

"significance?"

Zhang Ruochen immediately realized that it was no coincidence that a divine beast was sleeping inside the ghost clan's own star.

Burying Gold White Tiger said: "It seems you don't know."

"Senior, please clarify?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The Burying Gold White Tiger said: "You have merged with the Ji Dao Burying Gold Qi, and you are just qualified to see me. And I also have a test for you. If you can pass the test and come here to see me again, I will naturally put everything in order." I’ll tell you everything.”

Zhang Ruochen frowned, somewhat unsure of the meaning of Burial of Gold White Tiger's words.

test?

What test?

Zhang Ruochen was about to ask what benefits would come from passing the test.

But the Golden Burying White Tiger took the lead and said: "You should ask first what my test is. Because if you cannot pass my test, you are not qualified to know what you can get."

His thoughts and ideas were actually seen through?

You must know that Zhang Ruochen's mental strength has reached the late sixty-fourth level, and he has strong thinking defense capabilities. As long as his thoughts and memories are not forcibly plundered, even a god cannot see through what he is thinking.

If someone can see through your heart, what secrets can you hide?

Zhang Ruochen felt horrified. If he were a god from the hell world, he would have known his true inner thoughts long ago...

He didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Burial of Gold White Tiger said: "You are scared, I can sense it. In fact, you don't have to be so scared, even gods are not omnipotent."

"The gods can plunder your memory and peer into your heart. However, it is not that easy to read your thoughts anytime and anywhere. Only those with spiritual power reaching level 80 can do it."

"After all, your will is very strong. It is easy to break your mental defense, but it is difficult to break your willpower defense."

"There are very few spiritual gods who have reached the seventieth level of spiritual power. Those who can reach the eightyth level are all first-class people. In their eyes, you are no different from a bug in your eyes. Would you read a bug's mind at any time?"

Zhang Ruochen did not feel any hostility from the Golden Burial White Tiger. He immediately calmed down and asked, "So your mental power has reached level 80 or above?"

The White Tiger Burying Gold said: "No! Although I am a god-level creature, I am not good at spiritual power. The reason why I can spy on your thinking is because you have absorbed my Ultimate Gold Burying Qi and have integrated it into you. The body, mental power, holy soul, and even the rules of the holy way that you have cultivated.”

Then, it added: "Of course, my mental strength is not far from level eighty."

Among the gods, there are countless ones whose mental strength is less than seventy levels.

Just like among the great saints, those with mental power less than sixty levels account for a huge majority. And great saints like Wujiang, Yuhuang, and Zhu were able to cultivate their spiritual power to levels above sixty-four in the Baiyao Realm. They were already among the few existences in the entire hell world for thousands of years, standing at the top.

Not only do they have the qualifications to become gods, but at the same age and level, they are even better and more powerful than many gods.

Of course, that's only the case at this stage.

Whether you can become a god is closely related to your talent, but it is not absolute.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless monks with amazing talents but unable to reach the divine realm. Some have flaws in their state of mind; some have gone astray. Some died violent deaths. Some are destroyed by inner demons; some are exhausted by their potential and fall into mediocrity.

On the contrary, there are more monks with middle or higher qualifications, because their base is larger and they have cultivated to the divine realm.

The White Tiger Burying Gold claimed that he was not good at mental power, but he also said that the intensity of his mental power was not far from the eighty level. Zhang Ruochen was shocked in his heart and thought to himself, this golden white tiger is by no means a simple mythical beast.

Such a powerful mythical beast does not call itself "the true self" or "the true god"... but instead refers to it as "I". There is no condescending contempt, but it makes Zhang Ruochen feel a sense of intimacy.

Zhang Ruochen cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind and asked: "What is the test of the seniors to the juniors?"

The Golden Burying White Tiger said: "Are you participating in the Heaven Hunting Battle in the Hell Realm now? I want you to defeat the most powerful monk on this battlefield and bring at least one of his hands to see me. At that time, You will understand what you can get."

Zhang Ruochen wanted to ask again, but suddenly he felt a lightness in his body, and in the next moment, his feet landed on the ground.

Where else can I bury the golden white tiger?

At this moment, he stood on the bank of the golden river, raised his hand, and found the purple gold gourd in his palm. The gourd seemed to have absorbed the aura of the Jidao's Burial Gold, and the golden glow it emitted became a bit more intense.

"Defeat the most powerful monk on this battlefield... Who is the most powerful? Que, or the Heavenly Slave Emperor who is destined to die forever? Or is the Golden Burial White Tiger talking about itself?"

Zhang Ruochen immediately shook his head, thinking that it shouldn't be that cheating.

"No matter, let's go back to the surface first."

…

Three days have passed since Zhang Ruochen entered the underground.

After a series of offensive and defensive battles, the guardian star array of the ghost clan's own star was breached, and eight of the nine continents were shattered into pieces. Some turned into magma oceans, and some turned into thousands of miles of yellow sand, and there was a dead silence. , no living or dead souls can be seen.

Both the monks from the upper three tribes and the middle three tribes were seriously injured.

Prajna, the Great Sage Yuan Fei, the Fire Charming Yin Ji, the Great Sen Luo Emperor, and the White Jade Crazy Lion gathered together and hid in a star mist about one hundred thousand miles away from the ghost clan's own star.

"The great sage of the ghost tribe is gradually returning to protect his own star. We can't continue to attack and kill. Your Highness, Prajna, should we retreat?" The white jade mad lion's voice was full of exhaustion.

Three days ago, the White Jade Crazy Lion was attacked by Ye Changzai and the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor. He was the most seriously injured. Thanks to his ability to escape, otherwise, he would have died on the ghost planet.

The Fire Charming Yin Ji was injured by the Great Sage Yanhong, and she was no longer as charming and energetic as she once was. Her beautiful face was stained with blood, and her aura was far weaker than at her peak. Injuries in the body cannot be recovered in a short time.

She regretted participating in this operation and said: "Most of the souls on the ghost clan's own planet have been wiped out. In this battle of hunting the sky, they have lost their competitiveness. Why do we have to destroy the souls on the last continent? ? I agree with Baiyu Mad Lion, retreat now."

Prajna's eyes were condensed, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, Zhang Ruochen hasn't been found yet?"

"The Great Sage Yanhong said that he died deep in the ghost clan's own star. There should be no lie." Flame Yin Ji said.

She had fought against the Great Sage Yanhong and knew how terrifying the Great Sage Yanhong was. She, a cultivator at the Hundred Flails Realm of Great Perfection, couldn't sustain it for more than a few rounds. Even if Zhang Ruochen had extraordinary power, he would probably suffer a lot.

Prajna said: "Impossible! The Yi Dao Holy Fruit and the Quasi-Emperor Holy Intent Pill on Zhang Ruochen's body, including the gourd, are not on the body of the Great Sage Yanhong. This means that the Great Sage Yanhong did not see Zhang Ruochen's body at all, but only A conjecture of my own.”

"On this hunting battlefield, apart from the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill in Que's hand, what else is more precious than Zhang Ruochen's body?"

"Are you willing to leave empty-handed?"

The Great Sage Yuan Fei's face was slightly pale, and he advised: "Your Highness Prajna, I can understand your mood. I also want to get the treasures on Zhang Ruochen, and I even want to explore what's so special about the ghost clan's own star. Something? But we are all seriously injured now."

"On the last continent of the ghost clan's home planet, there are now nearly a hundred great saints from the ghost clan gathered, and they are guarded by two supreme holy weapons. Even if we are still in full strength, we will definitely not be able to gain favor if we try to break through."

"This time, the results were great. Not only did we successfully get rid of Zhang Ruochen, we also severely damaged the ghost clan. There is no need to continue to waste it."

Prajna's eyes were fixed on the star of the ghost clan, her face was expressionless, but the fingers of her hands were clasped tightly. Everyone knew that her mood swings at this moment must be great.

In the distance, the originally spooky black planet now has huge cracks in many places, releasing golden light.

"I'm still not willing to give in. The Yi Dao Holy Fruit and the Quasi-Emperor Holy Intent Pill on Zhang Ruochen are both things that can never be found again in the world. They are of great use to me."

Prajna turned around, stared at the Great Sage Yuan Fei, and bowed.

"What are you doing, Your Highness?"

The Great Sage Yuan Fei quickly helped her up.

Prajna said: "I want to use the "Void and Real Script" to sneak into the depths of the ghost clan's own star and look for Zhang Ruochen's body."

"No! Even with my level of cultivation, I can't resist the golden mist escaping from the depths of the earth. Even if you are in charge of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, it will be very dangerous." Yuan Fei, the Great Sage.

Prajna smiled and said: "There is a way to find wealth and honor in danger. The quasi-emperor grade Holy Intention Pill and the Yi Dao Holy Fruit in Zhang Ruochen are worth the risk. Besides, I have cultivated the door to the true self, so I can To weaken the influence of golden mist on me, I can give it a try.”

Yuan Fei the Great Sage, Huo Mei Yin Ji, Da Sen Luo Huang, and White Jade Crazy Lion all admired Prajna's courage, and at the same time they also knew why Prajna did what he did.

If they were still in the Immortal Realm and had not yet begun to gather the Holy Will, perhaps they would also try their best to give it a try.

After all, if a Prajna in the Immortal Realm can find Zhang Ruochen's Holy Fruit of Evolution and Holy Intention Pill, he will definitely be able to cultivate a more powerful Holy Intent. The benefits will be endless in the Immortal Realm and Hundred Flails Realm.

Prajna said again: "Don't worry, if I am too unlucky and die inside the ghost clan's own star and lose the "Void and Real Script", all the treasures I left outside will belong to you as compensation for you. "

The Great Sage Yuan Fei sighed softly, and was about to hand over the "Void and Real Script" to Prajna. Suddenly, the white jade mad lion next to him shouted: "Oh my God! Who did that? Look, the ghost tribe's own star The last piece of land was sunk by a big golden handprint. "