God Emperor

"Do you think that using the same trick a second time can still pose a threat to me?"

Zhang Ruochen stood in the vast starlight of the Realm of Truth, his pupils shining like stars, raising his arms, activating the power of the stars, turning them into hundreds of thousands of beams of light, attacking the thousands of divine eyes that appeared towards Wujiang .

Ever since the last time he was attacked by Ten Thousand Eyes Phantom, Zhang Ruochen had been thinking hard about how to crack it.

In the end, I still feel that only truth can break the illusion.

The spiritual power reached level 64, which gave Zhang Ruochen the confidence to break through the illusion of ten thousand eyes.

All the star beams converge towards Wujiang, like a sight like thousands of arrows piercing the heart.

"He is actually completely unaffected by the illusion of thousands of eyes? Is the way of truth so terrifying? It shouldn't be!"

A look of confusion flashed across Wujiang's eyes, which soon became sharp again. Behind him, a hundred hand seals appeared again, and he displayed a hundred hand seals of life and death, continuously shattering the flying star beams.

"Bang bang."

The sky above the Dark Star became brilliant with stars and mist.

In the vast starlight, the holy form of the Immovable King, who was dozens of miles tall, appeared, covered in golden light, with nine layers of heaven above his head. Immediately afterwards, a phantom of a god and demon appeared on the other side of Zhang Ruochen's body, stepping on the hell of thousands of corpses.

To deal with a strong man of Wujiang's level, Zhang Ruochen directly used the strongest holy technique.

"The gods and demons suppress the prison, and the Fudo Ming King merges into one."

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands together and raised them above his head. In an instant, his long hair flew in the wind, and his aura rose to the extreme.

"Hoo ho!"

The two saints Fang Mofeng and Yan Cuo on the ground had cold air flowing around their bodies. The three of them were like a three-leaf boat on the ancient sea, rising and falling, and were almost swept away by the air waves.

"I thought that only a few people, such as Greed Ying, Yan Huang Tu, and Luo Shengtian, could compete with him for glory. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen would also be among such powerful people."

Mo Cuo was amazed and felt ashamed. His former reputation as a genius was nothing compared to Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang.

Fang Mofeng said: "Let's leave Dark Star No. 3 quickly. This level of battle is not something we can get involved in."

Yan Hanyu nodded and said, "No matter how you say it, we owe Zhang Ruochen a big favor."

Previously, if Zhang Ruochen had not appeared in time, she would have suffered the greatest humiliation in her life, so she was naturally grateful.

Mo Cuo nodded and said, "I owe him a favor."

When he secretly attacked Saint Zuo Mu, Zhang Ruochen could have taken action later and waited for a better opportunity.

Before Zuo Mu Shengjun attacked Yan Hanyu, there was more or less the element of wanting to save her.

Wujiang looked at the holy image of the Fudo Mingwang and the phantoms of gods and demons that merged into one in front of him. He finally felt the pressure and truly faced Zhang Ruochen, his opponent, and said in a deep voice: "The country of the underworld."

The scene of heaven and earth changed drastically, and the mighty underworld energy spread thousands of miles, manifesting into a dark and gloomy divine kingdom in the underworld. Black palaces, blood stone city walls, white bone sacred mountains...all kinds of incredible sights appear around Wujiang.

"The ancestor of Hades."

A second sound came out of Wujiang's mouth.

Behind him, the underworld energy surged.

In the Kingdom of God, a huge ancient divine shadow condensed. The divine shadow, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, exhaling the light of darkness, is extremely majestic, competing with Fudo Myooh.

"war!"

Zhang Ruochen roared loudly, and together with Fudo Mingwang Shengxiang, they entered the kingdom of the underworld, trampled on the sacred mountain of bones, and smashed the bloody stone city wall with their fists. Wherever it passed, mountains and rivers were broken, cities were destroyed and the sky collapsed.

Finally, King Fudo and the Ancestor of Hades were fighting each other. At this moment, it no longer looked like Zhang Ruochen and Wujiang were fighting. It was more like in that ancient era, King Fudo and the Ancestor of Hades were fighting. Beat the stars into oblivion.

The power of the Dark Star can withstand the reflection of the eyes of gods from all over the world, and it is even difficult for most gods to perceive what is happening inside.

However, all this is not absolute.

For example, a being of the level of Lord Fulu has unfathomable spiritual power. How could the mere power of Dark Star be able to block his perception?

The statue of God Fulu is as huge as a star and reaches a height of three million miles.

The gate of destiny behind him is intertwined with countless billions of destiny rules, illuminated by divine light, and contains a mysterious power that is difficult for all beings in the world to understand.

The light of the Gate of Destiny suddenly dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, the scene on Dark Star No. 3 appeared inside the Gate of Destiny.

One after another, the divine eyes opened in their respective divine worlds, looking towards the gate of destiny.

Zhang Ruochen, Wujiang, and Prajna are all the leaders of this generation, representing the future of the hell world. Even the gods are very interested in them.

"The Blood Sky Tribe is incredible. There are three powerful men appearing at the same time. All of them are among the top ten in the Hundred Flails Realm Great Perfection Ranking." A god made an envious voice.

"The overall strength of the entire Immortal Vampire Clan is no longer weaker than that of the Shura Clan, and they have the qualifications to challenge the Yama Clan."

"Without top experts, how can the Immortal Vampire Clan challenge the Yama Clan? Although Zhang Ruochen has cultivated the second-grade Holy Will, his realm is still far behind."

"Not necessarily! I didn't see that Zhang Ruochen has the strength to fight against Wujiang. He has already become one of the top strong men."

"In a fight with Wujiang, Zhang Ruochen will lose 90% of the time."

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In a divine world filled with endless white fog, deep in the layers of white fog, there is a suspended island.

It is better to say that it is an island than a continent full of greenery.

On the Hanging Island, Luo Yan, the leader of the first divine kingdom of the Rakshasa tribe, and the blood-killing war god of the Blood Sky tribe, sat opposite each other. Both of them had boundless divine power overflowing from their bodies, their auras were majestic, and the blood in their bodies surged like a rushing river.

Luo Yan wore a blood-ink emperor's crown, a robe with thousands of words and a thousand paintings of divine talismans, and a jade belt around his waist to beat the divine whip. He said: "Xue Jue, you are hiding too deep. It seems that in this battle of hunting the sky, all The picture is very big.”

"My goal is actually not that big. I just hope that the Undead Vampire Clan can enter the top five among the ten tribes, and the Blood Sky Tribe can enter the top three among the ten major tribes. The current situation is beyond my expectations. , I can only say that the juniors are good enough.”

The Blood God of War said so plainly, but there was a satisfied look on his face.

Luo Yan said: "So, you came to my divine world to show off on purpose?"

The Blood God of War shook his head, his tone became much more formal, and said: "Actually, I have a big matter that I want to discuss with you."

"What's the big deal?" Luo Yan asked.

Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "What do you think of Zhang Ruochen?"

Luo Yan showed a thoughtful look in his eyes and said: "If Tianzong's talent does not die young, he will definitely have a seat on the throne of the Thirteen Gods of War in the Immortal Temple in the future."

In the hell world, only gods with strong combat power and outstanding military exploits are qualified to obtain the title of "God of War".

There are quite a lot of gods with powerful combat capabilities in the undead vampire race. However, there are only thirteen Gods of War, and the number remains unchanged forever.

The Bloody God of War is the youngest among the thirteen Gods of War.

The oldest war god of the undead vampire clan. According to legend, he has lived for nearly a million years. He is an antique-like existence. He is also the head of the thirteen war gods and has the title of "Immortal War God".

In terms of combat power, even the leader of the Immortal Blood Clan and the Master of the Immortal Temple are afraid of him.

However, this immortal war god has not appeared for more than 100,000 years. No one knows where he has gone, and he did not even participate in the divine war at the end of the Middle Ages.

The only evidence that he is still alive is that the divine fire he placed in the Temple of the Immortal has not been extinguished.

Luo Yan believes that Zhang Ruochen can be ranked among the thirteen war gods of the Immortal Vampire Clan, on equal footing with the Immortal War God and the Blood Jue War God, which is already a very high evaluation.

Xue Jue Zhanshen said: "You are right, I also feel that Zhang Ruochen's achievements in the future are limitless. However, his road is destined to be difficult, full of death and crisis. I have calculated his future, but it is blank. "

"Are you worried that he has no future and will perish before becoming a god?" Luo Yan said.

The Bloody God of War nodded, shook his head, and said: "We can't predict the future. Maybe Saint Monk Xumi covered up the future for him, or maybe he covered up the future himself."

"He himself...oh, I understand! Either he has no future, or his future is higher than our achievements, so we can't calculate it." Luo Yan said.

A smile appeared on the face of the Blood God of War, and he said: "The future is full of variables, and even fate cannot completely determine it. As long as the power is strong enough, the future can be controlled by oneself."

"So, you are here for him?" Luo Yan said.

The Bloody God of War nodded and said: "His future needs to be fought and fought for by himself. However, as the most outstanding descendant among my descendants, I must pave the way for his future and make his road a little easier. Some."

"With your status as the grandson of the bloody God of War, the road is the broadest and broadest. How can we pave the way?" Luo Yan teased.

Xue Jue War God said: "But I also want to practice. I can't protect him forever, and his enemies are too many and too powerful. Therefore, we still need to take advantage of the momentum, borrowing a momentum that can shock the entire hell world. "

"You don't mean our Tianluo Kingdom?"

Luo Yan looked defensive, feeling that the Blood God of War was plotting against him and wanted to drag him into a trap.

The Blood God of War nodded and said: "Marriage! If Zhang Ruochen marries the Tianluo Kingdom, from now on, the forces of all parties will naturally cease."

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the Blood Jue God of War didn't let Zhang Ruochen become his disciple, there were too many variables in accepting Zhang Ruochen as his disciple. The future was unpredictable.

Luo Yan smiled easily: "Marriage is not a big deal. Among the daughters of the gods in the Tianluo Kingdom, there are several suitable candidates. They have all cultivated to the realm of the Great Sage and are definitely worthy of your grandson. You have taken your fancy. Who?"

There was a look of disdain in the eyes of the Blood God of War, and he snorted coldly: "My grandson is as talented as his generation, and even more qualified as a God of War. How can an ordinary goddess be worthy of him? I think Princess Luo Yi..."

"Wait, who are you talking about?"

Luo Yan's face darkened, his eyes sharp.

Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "Princess Luo Yi's talent and intelligence are among the best in this generation in the hell world. Only she is worthy of my grandson."

"Xue Jue, you are too pushy. Luo Ji is my daughter. From now on, the position of leader of Tianluo Kingdom may not be passed to her. Do you want to rob someone, or do you want to marry?"

Luo Yan was furious and said resolutely: "Don't even think about this matter. There is no possibility."

Xue Jue Zhanshen said: "My grandson Zhang Ruochen is an extraordinary genius. As long as I say a word to the outside world, believe it or not, the gods of the Shura clan, the Nether clan, the dead clan, and even the Yama clan will bring their daughters and come to discuss marriage with me. "Why do you think I came to you first?"

"In the hell world, the undead blood clan and the Rakshasa clan should be closely united, because we are all living beings. Only when one more top-level strong person grows up can our interests, status, and voice be better maintenance.”

Luo Yan shook his head and said: "You can't even predict Zhang Ruochen's future. Why should I bet on my daughter's future? What's even more outrageous is that if your grandson marries my daughter, wouldn't I be a year younger than you? Senior? "What are you thinking about?"

"Who told you that you have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and yet you are so disrespectful that you keep having concubines every year?"

"Nonsense, when will I have a concubine every year? Yi'er is my and Tianyin's only daughter. Even if I agree, Tianyin will not agree, and Yi'er himself will not agree." Luo Yan said.

"Not necessarily. I think the two juniors are quite destined."

…

One was the Lord of the Kingdom of God, and the other was the leader of a large clan. Their faces were red and they were quarreling fiercely.

Gradually, the fighting spirit in the two of them increased, and they were almost about to fight.

"Although you have practiced Yuanhui a few more times than me, it does not mean that the longer you practice, the stronger you become. Many old guys, as they grow older, their strength continues to decline."

The Bloody God of War summoned his halberd and pointed it towards Luo Yan.

Luo Yan spit out the evil energy from his mouth, and his divine light illuminated the entire divine world, and he said angrily: "I am in my prime years, let alone you, even if you and the thirteen war gods of the undead blood clan come together, it will not be enough. Look, I’ll kill you all with one hand.”

"Wow!"

A ray of divine light manifested itself in the divine world, condensing into the figure of a woman in green.

"Tianyin, please don't worry about this matter. Xuejue has gone too far to bully others. I will teach him a lesson today," Luo Yan said.

The woman in green is named Tianyin. She was a goddess in the Temple of Destiny more than 100,000 years ago. She was one of the disciples of Lord Fulu and the queen of Tianluo Kingdom.

Tianyin shook his head gently and said: "You two are both true gods and powerful men who can intimidate the world. Why should you hurt your harmony over a trivial matter? In my opinion, you are not qualified to interfere. The younger generation's affairs must be done by themselves. Decide."

Luo Yan showed an incomprehensible look and said: "Tianyin, why do you think there is still room for discussion on this matter? You should stand with me and resolutely oppose the so-called marriage."

"I see a trace of destiny, maybe you and I can't object!"

Tianyin sighed, his tone also full of helplessness.