God Emperor

Suffering a mental attack, Yue Tinghai felt a stabbing pain in his brain. Suddenly, his whole body relaxed, his body trembled, and he couldn't control his knees bending downwards.

"Ouch!"

Yue Tinghai let out an angry roar of unwillingness: "Zhang Ruochen, the Great Sage cannot be insulted...from now on...undying...unending..."

The space around Yue Tinghai trembled violently.

Suppressed by the force of space, Yue Tinghai could no longer hold on. He knelt heavily on the ground, causing the earth to sink in a large area.

Centered on Yue Tinghai's body, a ten-mile radius space was frozen.

The world between heaven and earth became extremely silent.

"Wow——"

Fenghou's beautiful figure flew down to the city wall, a look of shock appeared in her almond-shaped eyes, and she said: "This is inappropriate, this is inappropriate."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Fenghou said: "The Great Sage can be killed, but not humiliated. What's more, Yue Tinghai, a proud son of heaven and the seed of God, suffered such a shame and humiliation. Not only him, but also the forces behind him, and even the entire Jingtian tribe , will regard you as an enemy.”

"Yue Tinghai doesn't have that much influence yet. A loser has no glory in the hell world. The monks of the Jingtian tribe worship Yue Tinghai, the Great Perfection Saint of Bailuo Realm, instead of a kneeling The more you listen to the sea," Zhang Ruochen said.

Feng Hou sighed softly and said: "Perhaps, what you said is right. As long as we really lead the Undead Blood Clan to win the first place among the ten clans, then the entire Undead Blood Clan monks will regard us as proud and respect us. For God.”

Twenty-three rays of holy light flew from afar and landed below Cloud City.

They are the twenty-three great saints of the Jingtian tribe.

When they saw Yue Tinghai who was suppressed and kneeling on the ground, some were frightened, some were angry, and some rushed over to rescue Yue Tinghai, but were blocked by the frozen space.

"Zhang Ruochen, by doing this, you are humiliating the entire Jingtian tribe. We are indeed no match for you, but when the Battle of Huntian is over, the gods of the Jingtian tribe will never let you go."

A young female saint who looked to be in her twenties angrily reprimanded, then spread out six blood wings and slashed at the frozen space with a sword.

"Crack!"

Zhang Ruochen's mental power moved, and immediately, a thunderbolt in the shape of a dragon and snake flew down from the clouds, throwing her away. Her body was turned into charcoal and she suffered heavy injuries.

"Yue Tinghai has done something wrong, so naturally he has to reflect on it. On the hunting battlefield, the gods of the Jingtian tribe can't control him. I will control it for the gods." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Who do you think you are? Why do you care about the great sage of the Jingtian tribe?"

"How can you say whether Yue Tinghai has done something wrong or not?"

Seven or eight great sages from the Jingtian tribe were circulating the blood evil energy and planned to attack Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's voice became icy cold as he said: "The reason Yue Tinghai is not dead is because he can take my punch, and he is also of some use. But if any of you dare to offend me, I will Zhang Ruochen will never show mercy to anyone."

Hearing this, the great sages of the Jingtian tribe seemed to have been poured cold water on them and sobered up.

What they were facing was Zhang Ruochen!

This guy is famous for not being afraid of anything. He has killed countless gods and goddesses in the hell world. Even the seventh son of the Ghost Lord, Xiu, died in his hands. What else could he not dare to do?

Feng Hou was really afraid that Zhang Ruochen would go on a killing spree and said quickly: "Yue Tinghai controlled the tsunami last night to kill the 30 million undead vampires on the Blood Sky Continent. I can testify to this. He committed such a serious crime. , Fortunately he was on the Huntian battlefield, otherwise, the Immortal Temple would have taken him away to extract his soul and skin him, wouldn’t you have been involved in what happened last night?”

In the hell world, strength is indeed respected. As long as the strength is strong, it can determine the life and death of the weak.

However, no clan will allow strong men to massacre their own clansmen. Such a person will only end up with the same fate as Zuo Mu Shengjun.

Relatively speaking, the punishment for undead vampires is heavier.

Not to mention the twenty-three immortal realm saints from the Jingtian tribe, even Yue Tinghai, who was kneeling on the ground, changed his expression.

On the battlefield of Huntian, even if 30 million tribesmen were killed, it was not a big deal for a great sage in the Hundred Flails Realm. After all, he is worth far more than thirty million clan members.

If the attack last night was successful, the gods of the Jingtian tribe would definitely protect him, and the Immortal Temple would be helpless against him.

However, the operation failed last night and was found out by Zhang Ruochen and Feng Hou. Now that he has lost such a big face, the gods of the Jingtian tribe must be very disappointed with him. Will they still protect him?

"No...no, we have no idea what happened last night."

"Did Yue Tinghai really commit such a heinous crime?"

"I have no knowledge of what happened last night and it has nothing to do with me."

…

The great sages of the Jingtian tribe noticed something was wrong, and all of them became honest.

The reason why they dare not listen to Zhang Ruochen's orders is because they know that Feng Hou and Sword Prison Emperor will never obey Zhang Ruochen and will definitely stand up and confront him.

However, Fenghou unexpectedly stood on Zhang Ruochen's side. Together with Emperor Yu, Great Sage Yixuan, and Gu Chenzi, they seemed to have formed a force that even the other eight tribes combined could not contend with.

"coming!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, saw the sky filled with blood clouds, and felt the powerful breath of the holy way.

The great saints of the ten major tribes are coming from all directions on the planet.

Yue Tinghai was suppressed by Zhang Ruochen and knelt down, which was a warning signal.

The monks from the other seven tribes are all afraid of ending up in the same fate. Who dares to wait for Zhang Ruochen to invite them in person?

"Yao Bing of the Fengtian Tribe, led seventeen great saints from his tribe, came to pay homage to the great saint Ruochen."

Eighteen streaks of blood fell from the sky and landed outside Yuncheng.

"The Motian Tribe also regretted the Holy Lord and led twenty-four great saints from the clan to come to pay homage to the Great Sage Ruochen."

…

One after another bloody figures descended outside Yuncheng.

Except for one or two Hundred Flail Realm experts, those who stayed behind on their own planet were all great saints who had just broken through to the Immortal Realm.

A moment later, hundreds of great saints gathered outside Yuncheng.

Except for the Qitian tribe, all the monks from all the major tribes were present.

Zhang Ruochen snorted softly and ordered: "Emperor Yu, go to Qitian Continent in person and invite all the great sages of the Qitian tribe to me. Remember, you must invite the Sword Prison Emperor."

Emperor Yu frowned and said, "Emperor Sword Prisoner is on his own planet?"

"Even if I'm not here, there must be a spiritual clone." Zhang Ruochen said meaningfully.

From the horizon, a dense blood cloud flew over, like a sea of ​​blood rolling.

In the blood cloud, a thick and domineering voice sounded: "No need to trouble Emperor Yu, I and the great sage of the Qitian tribe are already here!"

The blood cloud swooped down like a waterfall from a river, falling to the ground with a rumble.

The blood energy instantly enveloped the land for thousands of miles. When the blood energy dispersed, the figures of the Sword Prison Emperor and a dozen great saints of the Qitian tribe appeared outside the city gate.

It's not the spiritual clone of the Sword Prison Emperor, but his true body.

Seeing the appearance of the Sword Prison Emperor, only the monks from the Qitian tribe, who were following the leader's lead, breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes shone with excitement. It seemed that they had a backbone and were no longer afraid of Zhang Ruochen's fierce power.

Without the Sword Prison World, they would not dare to challenge Zhang Ruochen.

Groups of people took the initiative to approach the Sword Prison Emperor, as if they wanted to confront Zhang Ruochen.

The female great sage of the Jingtian tribe who was struck black by Zhang Ruochen's lightning came to the Sword Prison Emperor and said rather weakly: "Zhang Ruochen acted arbitrarily and initiated an internal fight to humiliate the great sage of the Jingtian tribe. Please ask Sword Prison The emperor upholds justice.”

"It is absolutely impossible for Yue Tinghai to do anything that harms the Immortal Vampire Clan. Zhang Ruochen deliberately framed him. He thought that because of his strong cultivation, he would be lawless." Another monk spoke.

The other great saints of the Jingtian tribe all stood behind the Sword Prison Emperor.

They released powerful holy power and were full of fighting spirit.

The Sword Prison Emperor glanced at Yue Tinghai who was kneeling on the ground, and snorted coldly: "How could people like Great Sage Ruochen and Feng Hou do anything to deliberately frame him? Don't be so presumptuous."

The great sages of the Jingtian tribe were all stunned.

The great sages of the other major tribes all looked at each other, some of them unsure of the Sword Prison Emperor's tricks.

The Sword Prison Emperor stood tall and straight, and spoke righteously, saying: "I believe that Yue Tinghai has done something wrong and should be punished. Now that the situation of the Undead Vampire Clan is very good, it is time for them to unite as one, to fight against the outside world, and strive to win the victory in Hunting Heaven." Only by achieving better results in the battle can we live up to the expectations of the gods and the entire Immortal Vampire Clan.”

"At this time, whoever dares to cause civil strife, I will be the first to not let him go."

"Yue Tinghai, let him kneel first. Kneel on the battlefield of Hunting Sky. It is better than being sent to the Temple of the Immortal to have his soul extracted and skinned. The young monks in the hell world still lack awe, so it is just a good time to polish them off." "

When he said the last sentence, the Sword Prison Emperor's eyes were as cold as a knife and he glared at Yue Tinghai, which was obviously threatening.

Yue Tinghai was extremely humiliated. He thought that his situation would change when the true form of the Sword Prison Emperor rushed back to his home planet, but he never expected that the Sword Prison Emperor would cross the river and destroy the bridge, pushing everything on him.

No, it shouldn't be.

How could the Sword Prison Emperor be such a proud person and give up the fight so easily? There was no way he would be willing to succumb to Zhang Ruochen.

Why?

Why?

Yue Tinghai's heart was filled with grievances, confusion, resentment, and confusion.

"Let's go into the city with my emperor and discuss the plan with the great sage Ruochen."

The Sword Prison Emperor waved his hand and took the lead in stepping into the city gate.

On the city wall, Feng Hou and Yu Huang both showed strange expressions.

Zhang Ruochen had only been in the hell world for a short time and didn't know much about the Sword Prison Emperor. However, they had dealt with the Sword Prison Emperor many times and had a pretty good idea of ​​what kind of person the Sword Prison Emperor was. What he said just now was anything but normal.

Emperor Yu was puzzled and murmured to himself: "What on earth is Emperor Sword Prison planning?"

Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent. If the Sword Prison Emperor was willing to obey, it would be a good thing.

If he refuses to accept it, he will be beaten into submission at worst.

Feng Hou said: "The Sword Prison Emperor is also one of the top ten strong men on the Hundred Flail Realm Great Perfection Ranking. Since he has taken the initiative to show his kindness, we have to show some respect as well."

Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly, walked down the city wall with Feng Hou and Yu Huang, and greeted the Sword Prison Emperor.

From a distance, the Sword Prison Emperor bowed his hands and saluted, laughing and saying: "Great Sage Ruochen is worthy of being the Qilin son of the Xuejue family. After the Battle of Huntian, his reputation will be spread all over the world, and I admire him."

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "I haven't even reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm. What can I admire about the Sword Prison Emperor?"

The Sword Prison Emperor said sternly: "He has not reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flashes Realm, but was able to defeat Wujiang who has reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm. This shows his ability even more. Luo Shengtian can't do this, Hell Emperor Tu can't do it, and Greedy Infant can't do this. It can’t be done either.”

Emperor Yu and Queen Feng suddenly realized, and then the two girls showed full smiles.

The great saints who were following the Sword Prison Emperor had not yet received the news that Zhang Ruochen had defeated Wujiang. When they heard the Sword Prison Emperor's words, their faces changed with fright.

Suddenly, they all understood why the Sword Prison Emperor had such an attitude towards Zhang Ruochen.

If Zhang Ruochen only defeated the Great Sage Zhu and Yanhong, even if the Sword Prison Emperor knew that he was no match for him, he would still be confident of confronting Zhang Ruochen with the support of several other major tribes.

As long as Wujiang and Greedy Infant free their hands, Zhang Ruochen will probably die violently, and it won't be much of a threat.

However, just now, the Sword Prison Emperor received the news that Zhang Ruochen had defeated Wujiang, and instantly gave up all his thoughts. Since Zhang Ruochen can defeat Wujiang, he will not be afraid of Greedy Infant.

In the entire Huntian battlefield, who else can threaten him?

Maybe it's okay.

However, Que and Zhang Ruochen don't have any big grudges, and they certainly won't make enemies easily.

All kinds of thoughts ran through his mind, and the Sword Prison Emperor thought of the gods of the immortal vampire clan for a moment. Now, there are many masters of the immortal blood clan, and they seem to be able to fight against the Yama clan and the Shura clan.

With such a great situation, the gods of the Immortal Vampire Clan must hope that they can achieve better results.

Second, or even first.

At this time, if he, the Sword Prison Emperor, interferes again, Zhang Ruochen will never let him go, and the gods of the immortal vampire clan will also be angry.

It was precisely with all these considerations in mind that the Sword Prison Emperor hurried back to his home planet, preparing to discuss the big plan with Zhang Ruochen. Only in this way will he have his share in future achievements.

The spiritual avatar of Great Sage Jin Kun of the Qingtian Tribe sent a message to the Sword Prison Emperor and asked, "Zhang Ruochen really defeated Wujiang?"

The Sword Prison Emperor said: "Don't have other thoughts. Zhang Ruochen not only defeated Wujiang, but also killed Saint Lord Zuo Mu. He also cultivated the second-grade holy will and held two supreme holy weapons in his hands. It is said that even His parasitic plant, the Sacred Flower, ranks among the top ten in the Hundred-flag Realm Dzogchen Ranking. With such strength, the number of people who dare to challenge him on the hunting battlefield can be counted on five fingers."

The face of the Great Sage Jin Kun became extremely solemn, and he said: "So, in terms of top-level power alone, our Immortal Vampire Clan has already surpassed the Shura Clan. Can we arm-wrestle with the Yama Clan?"

The Sword Prison Emperor's eyes became serious, and he nodded heavily, saying: "This is indeed something that was unimaginable before. I'm afraid the gods of the undead vampires are also surprised."

"The gods should have great expectations for us. After all, the Yama clan is number one in every battle to hunt the sky. If we can crush them this time, all of our names will be recorded in the roster of the Temple of the Immortal. "

"Rewards and other things are secondary. The key is the meaning behind it. Even the gods care about it."

"With the identities of the following three clans, defeating the Supreme clan is what the gods of the immortal blood clan want most. At this time, whoever loses the chain will be unlucky after the Battle of Huntian."

"Zhang Ruochen summoned us here for this purpose."