God Emperor

No matter how strong Tiannu is, he has no mental power and cannot sense when danger is approaching.

Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang were advancing rapidly on the third dark star.

After spending nearly half an hour, Zhang Ruochen suddenly stopped, squatted down, gently touched the ground with his hand, and said, "It's nearby. The ground is covered with the Great Sage's inscriptions. I'll break them all."

"Wait a minute."

Emperor Yu grabbed Zhang Ruochen's wrist, stopped him, and said: "You can track the Qianwenjing Heavenly Slave, but he can't sense that we are here, right?"

Zhang Ruochen lowered his eyes, glanced at Yuhuang's delicate jade hands, and said, "That's right."

Emperor Yu said: "In that case, why do we have to confront him head-on? Why not attack him secretly? A surprise attack will kill him with one blow."

Zhang Ruochen withdrew his hand from her fingers, smiled, and said: "Here, there are not only the Great Sage's inscriptions on the ground, but also on the ground and in the sky, criss-crossing and finely distributed. In addition to gods, other monks want to know the gods. It’s almost impossible to sneak in unnoticed.”

The special power of Dark Star No. 3 makes space extremely stable, making it difficult to use "space movement" and "space wormhole mirror". What's more, there is also the obstacle of the Great Sage's inscription, which makes it more difficult to use the power of space.

With Zhang Ruochen's spatial attainments, he could give it a try.

However, it is easy to make mistakes and fall into the void space if you are not careful.

Because of this, Zhang Ruochen decided to be on the safe side and attack directly.

With the fighting power of him and Emperor Yu, plus the two supreme holy weapons, they can at least be invincible.

The other party is a strong one among the great saints in the Thousand Questions Realm. Even if the great saint in the Ten Thousand Death Realm wants to kill him, it is not an easy task. Zhang Ruochen had been prepared for a protracted war from the beginning, using his weakness of no mental power to slowly wear him to death.

Emperor Yu put his hands behind the blood robe, the round breasts of his chest stood up high, his two red lips turned up, his white chin raised, and he said with a smile: "Don't forget, there is a Fu Dao here. How can it be difficult for a master and a formation master to capture her with only the Great Sage's inscriptions?"

Zhang Ruochen glanced at her sideways, with a strange look on his face, and said, "You, the Iceberg Queen, when did you become so narcissistic and arrogant?"

When she first met Emperor Yu, she was as cold as ice, repelling people thousands of miles away, and was even more hostile to Zhang Ruochen. But now, in front of him, the former queen seemed to have changed. She became shameless, boastful, and her previous aloofness was gone forever.

It can only be said that she has completely let go of her wariness and resistance towards Zhang Ruochen.

Maybe this is the real her.

Emperor Yu seemed to realize that he was different from before, so he quickly put away his smile and said in a cold voice: "If you practice the talismans and formations to the level of an earth master, you can dissolve the Great Sage's inscriptions with a snap of your fingers. You watch it!”

Emperor Yu put his slender jade finger to his lips and bit it open.

A drop of the Great Sage's blood flew out, emitting a coquettish light.

The swimming dragon on her finger drew a complex and mysterious blood talisman in the void.

"Wow——"

The blood talisman, like a piece of paper, fell to the ground more than ten feet away. Suddenly, the Great Sage's inscriptions intertwined between heaven and earth quickly melted.

Emperor Yu was quite proud and stared at Zhang Ruochen with an expression like "I'm pretty awesome."

Immediately, she continued to draw symbols and clear the way ahead.

Zhang Ruochen knew that he was far inferior to Emperor Yu in terms of talismans and formations, so he nodded and praised: "It's amazing. No wonder he dares to proclaim himself emperor. He does have some tricks."

"Emperor Yu is not the one I proclaimed myself, but was bestowed upon me by the thirty-four billion immortal blood clan of the Xia Clan." Emperor Yu said.

The Great Sage's inscription covers an area of ​​more than two hundred miles, and in the center stands a pitch-black mountain. The mountain is an all-rock structure with cliffs on all sides, as if it had been slashed by a powerful sword.

Under the cliff on the south side of the mountain, there are two copper furnaces suspended, one green and one red.

The two copper furnaces are exactly the same. They both have six legs and two ears. One is wrapped with a green dragon, and the other is wrapped with a red dragon. They emit powerful energy fluctuations.

They are called: Liusi Yang furnace and Liusi Yin furnace.

They are two important weapons from the Meteor Temple, one of the 24 temples of the Shura clan, reaching the level of the holy weapons of the dual king. The combination of the two tripods can unleash the power of the three-yuan king's sacred weapon level.

Emperor Yu broke the Great Sage's inscription, and together with Zhang Ruochen, they came to the edge where the light of Liusi Yang furnace and Liusi Yin furnace could not shine.

The two of them stood in the seven-star ghost lotus and could perfectly hide their auras.

Saint Zuo Mu stood under the two cauldrons, using the six divisions of yang fire and the six divisions of yin fire in the cauldron to refine one piece of the king's sacred weapon after another.

Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang did not take action rashly, but were looking for the best opportunity.

Emperor Yu whispered: "The Sixth Yang Cauldron and the Sixth Yin Cauldron are the weapons of the two Saints Yancuo of the Meteor Star Temple. Unexpectedly, they were also taken away by Saint Lord Zuo Mu."

"Sixteen pieces in total." Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Yu knew what Zhang Ruochen was referring to. There were a total of sixteen sacred artifacts of the king captured by Saint Zuo Mu. In other words, Saint Lord Zuo Mu has killed sixteen great saints.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, staring at the dark area at the bottom of the cliff, and said: "It turns out there are seventeen items."

In that dark area, a black centipede-like chain bound seventeen figures. The spikes of the black centipede chains penetrated the rocks and their bodies, making them unable to move.

No one is dead, everyone is still alive.

Emperor Yu also discovered it and said in surprise: "The leader of the Meteorite Temple, Fang Mofeng. The two sages Yan Cuo, Yan Hanyu and Mo Cuo. The other fourteen are all great sages of the ghost clan."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Sage Zuo Mu knows how to take advantage of others' misfortunes. The top warriors of the ghost clan have self-destructed and been seriously injured, but he has taken advantage of them."

On the ghost planet, Zhang Ruochen actually only captured the seven-star ghost lotus and the ghost-headed whip of the Winged Ghost Emperor.

Just two war weapons.

Sage Zuo Mu is doing well, he has seventeen sacred weapons of the king alone.

"The hatred between Saint Zuo Mu and the Meteor Temple is very deep. It is completely aimed at them." Zhang Ruochen said.

Emperor Yu said: "It is said that the Temple of Destiny was able to capture Saint Zuo Mu, and the Temple of the Meteor Star played a great role. Now that the leader and the two saints Yancuo have been captured, the Temple of the Meteor Star has lost not only its face, but also the next thousand years. In the Shura clan’s position.”

The main reason for arresting him but not killing him is because Saint Lord Zuo Mu doesn't dare to kill him yet.

Because once Tiannu kills the great saint of the hell world, he will be tracked by the Divine Eye of All Realms, and his position will be sent to the diamond-shaped lenses of every great saint of the hell world.

Therefore, even if he wants to kill these prisoners, Saint Zuo Mu will definitely wait until the hunting day banquet is about to end.

Emperor Yu was about to take action when he was patted on the shoulder by Zhang Ruochen and said, "The Great Sage Qianwenjing's reaction speed is extremely fast. If you want to sneak attack on him, you have to wait for a better opportunity."

At this time, Saint Zuo Mu made a sneer and sarcastic voice: "You, the great saint of the ghost clan, are too poor. To participate in the Hunting Heaven Banquet, most of the weapons used were the holy weapons of the dual king. It's not even better than It’s really disappointing to fight against the soldiers of my three junior brothers and sisters.”

The great saints of the ghost clan whose cultivation was sealed, all lowered their heads and said nothing.

There is no other way, we have all ended up in this situation now, and there is no point in arguing with each other.

Now, they can only hope that the top experts in the Hundred Flails Realm will rush here and kill Saint Lord Zuo Mu, so that they can have a chance to survive.

However, there are no more than five great sages in the hell realm who have the chance to kill Zuo Mu, so the hope is slim.

Saint Zuo Mu said: "Do you know why, on the Dark Star, even if you wanted to leave the Huntian Battlefield, the Divine Eye of All Realms did not send you away?"

After a pause, he said to himself: "That's because the Dark Star is the planet assigned to Tiannu by the Temple of Destiny. Here, Tiannu has the final say in everything."

"The meaning of the Huntian War is to hone you, the inferior ones will be eliminated, and the superior ones will survive."

"You are all inferiors, so you all must die. Haha!"

Mocuo, who was nailed to the cliff by a centipede-shaped chain, gritted his teeth and said, "If you kill too many great saints in the hell realm, do you think the Temple of Destiny will really let you go?"

Mo Cuo is a young man who looks to be in his twenties. Even though he is covered in injuries, it can still be seen that he is a handsome man with handsome appearance and outstanding temperament.

He is the most outstanding talent in the Meteorite Temple after Saint Lord Zuo Mu.

Saint Zuo Mu walked over, stared at Mo Cuo at close range, and said with a smile: "How important do you think your life is in the eyes of the Temple of Destiny and the gods? No, you are not qualified at all to enter the Temple of Destiny and the gods. In my eyes, at most, only the old guy from the Meteor Temple will value you a little bit."

"you……"

Mo Cuo glared at Saint Lord Zuo Mu, glaring at him fiercely.

Saint Lord Zuo Mu held up a two-foot-long dagger that had just been sacrificed, placed it on Mo Cuo's cheek, and said: "Don't look at the Battle of Hunting Heaven, which has gathered all the proud men of heaven in the hell world in the past thousand years, but , there are only a few, or a dozen, that the gods really pay attention to, and you are by no means one of them."

"Brother Pastor Zuo, it was your fault back then. You can't make the same mistake again and again." A soft female voice sounded.

The one who spoke was Yan Hanyu, known as the most beautiful woman in the Meteor Temple.

This woman has creamy skin, red lips and white teeth. Even if she is only wearing a white plain dress, she gives people an extremely stunning feeling, especially her charming temperament, like a sentimental and weak woman.

If we only looked at her appearance, who would have thought that she was actually a strong person who had entered the realm of a great sage?

Lord Zuo Mu's eyes moved towards her, fell on her breathtakingly beautiful face, and said, "You said I was wrong, so why aren't you going further and further down the wrong path? Tianchu Civilization has a traitor like you, have you ever thought about turning back? "

Yan Hanyu had a bitter look on her face, but when her eyes fell on Mo Cuo, her eyes immediately became firm again.

Seven-star ghost lotus.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Yan Hanyu is the great sage of Tianchu Civilization?"

The reason why he asked this question was because Zhang Ruochen saw a hint of Luo Ji in Yan Hanyu.

"Her status in the Tianchu Civilization is not ordinary. She is a direct descendant of God, and her mother is a demigod." Yu Huang said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since you have such a noble status, why did you betray Tianchu Civilization and become a member of the Shura Clan?"

"No one knows what happened specifically. However, the Tianchu Civilization and the Shura Star Pillar Realm are very close to each other. They are at war with each other all the year round. Yan Hanyu and Mo Cuo said that they did not necessarily evolve from enemies to lovers. For example , you and Fairy Lian Xi. Or you and Princess Luo Yi. Or... you and me, everything is possible!" Emperor Yu said.

"Stop pretending, the opportunity is coming!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, like a hawk.

"Stab it."

Saint Zuo Mu grabbed Yan Hanyu's chest and pulled off all the white plain clothes on her body, revealing a flawless body.

His eyes were smiling, and he looked greedily at them inch by inch, and said: "What a pity. If the Divine Eye of All Realms can reflect the scene here and spread it throughout the hell world, the old guy in the Meteorite Temple will be angry to death, right?"

After all, Yan Hanyu was a great sage, and her state of mind was much more determined than that of ordinary women. When she was attacked, she just clenched her teeth and trembled slightly, not showing too much.

However, Mo Cuo's heart was bleeding and he shouted hoarsely: "Zuo Mu, if you have the ability, come to me and insult a woman. You think you are a great saint."

Fang Mofeng, the leader of the Meteorite Temple, said: "You have humiliated the Meteorite Temple so much. Even if you leave the Huntian battlefield alive, Master will definitely hunt you to the ends of the earth. Can you escape?"

"Why can't you escape? In the worst case, I will take your heads and go to Tianchu Civilization. Can the old guy break into Tianchu Civilization and kill me?"

Zuo Mu Shengjun laughed wildly, then grabbed Yan Hanyu's back of the neck, lifted her delicate body slightly, and her snow-white jade face was almost close to his mouth, and said: " Junior Brother Mocuo, when you helped the Temple of Destiny to hunt down your senior brother, did you ever think that this day would come to you? As a Shura, if you don't work hard to practice killing, but you fall in love with a woman, you are destined to be inactive in this life. "

"Boom."

Mo Cuo let out a long roar, and bursts of blood erupted from his body, burning the holy blood in an attempt to break the seal within his body.

The iron chain in the shape of a centipede made a "ding-ding" sound when it was shaken.

The centipede stinger slowly moved out of his body, and just as he was about to escape, two beams of light shot out of Zuo Mu Shengjun's pupils and hit Mo Cuo's chest.

"Pfft."

Mo Cuo's body was dented by the beating, and a large amount of blood mist flew out.

"Junior brother Mocuo, senior brother will teach you a lesson today. Weak people can only be slaughtered by others and endure helpless pain."

Saint Zuo Mu's eyes were fixed on Yan Hanyu, and he was about to humiliate her in front of Mo Cuo to vent his resentment and boundless hatred.

Suddenly, Saint Zuo Mu felt the danger and looked up.

A cloud of fire containing divine power fell from the sky, and in an instant, it reached the top of his head.

"Yanshen legs."

Zhang Ruochen stood above the fire cloud, like an unparalleled evil god. Divine power surged from his left foot, dense divine patterns intertwined together, and the dazzling flames illuminated the Dark Star City briefly.

"Boom."

Half of Zuo Mu Shengjun's body was trampled into the ground. Even though his arms blocked Zhang Ruochen's left leg, a mouthful of purple blood still spit out from his mouth, and his whole body was suppressed to the point of being unable to move.

"Dakuntunzhi."

Emperor Yu's steps turned into a flash of lightning, rushed behind Saint Lord Zuo Mu, and pointed out.

This finger is right in the middle of the head.

"Pop."

Zuo Mu Shengjun's skull, centered on Yuhuang's fingertips, had broken marks and collapsed inward.

No matter how hard the Great Sacred Bone is, it will crack after enduring such a sharp blow.