God Emperor

"Tenth place, ghost clan."

"Ninth place, Stone Clan."

"Eighth, Corpse Clan."

"Seventh, Shura Clan."

"Sixth place, Bone Clan."

"Fifth place, dead clan."

Every voice of the black-robed high priest sounded extremely far, as if it could resound throughout the world.

In the Destiny God Realm, although the monks of various races had expected it, they were still angry when they heard that their clan's ranking was so low.

A young man from the Shura tribe dressed in cloth, holding a black spear, roared: "If it weren't for Yan Wushen, the ranking of the Shura tribe would never be so low. I swear today that one day I will kill Yan Wushen. I wish you all the shame of today. Lord Shura, this oath will be fulfilled once and for all. Heaven and earth will bear witness to it, and I will die without regrets."

When the oath was taken, a bloody Shura mist gathered above his head.

An elderly ghost cultivator was sitting on the balcony of a certain city in the Destiny God Realm, murmuring: "The ghost clan's defeat was all due to the star of the clan who underestimated Zhang Ruochen in the battle. This was a defeat to the Yuanhui level. It’s not a shame for a character, but if you lose your face, there will definitely be talented people from the ghost clan who come to recover it.”

…

This scene is happening everywhere in the Destiny God Realm.

Some are reflecting, some are filled with hatred, and some are regretful and silent.

There are various situations in the world, everything is different

"The fourth one, the Underworld." The voice of the black-robed high priest sounded again.

The monks of the Nether Tribe were collectively silent.

The monks of the Rakshasa tribe burst into laughter, some were happy and some were sad.

"Third place, Rakshasa clan."

A great sage of the Nether Clan who did not board the Huntian Battlefield said: "Wujiang devoted all his energy to encircling and suppressing the undead vampires, but he did not expect that his own star would be attacked."

"There is nothing wrong with what Wujiang did. If he had not lost to Zhang Ruochen, even if Luo Shengtian attacked his own star, he would not be able to do much." Another great sage of the Nether Clan said.

"If Wujiang had not made an enemy of Zhang Ruochen at the beginning, but had devoted its energy to hunting Tiannu, would the ranking results have been better?"

"Things have happened. This time the Nether Clan... no, this time the upper three clans have all suffered a huge setback. Zhang Ruochen alone can overwhelm the entire upper three clans. After today, he will surely become the common denominator of the younger generation of the immortal vampire clan."

"Now it depends on whether the Yama clan can maintain its undefeated status."

Next, is the highly anticipated result.

It has been a hundred times since the Battle of Hunting Heaven was held, and the Yama clan has never been defeated and is invincible in the world.

This time, the Yama clan is full of heroes, and all of them are dragons and phoenixes among the people. Yan Wushen, Yan Huangtu, Yan, Yan Zhexian... can all stand alone, and their overall strength far exceeds the previous ones.

But this time, they fought extremely hard. They were suppressed by the undead vampires led by Zhang Ruochen and fought until the last moment.

The Empress of Thousand Bones stood on a small island in a lake in the Destiny Divine Realm. The island was covered with purple scarf flower trees with trunks like dragons. When the wind blows, the purple petals fly all over the sky, much like butterflies.

Her gaze, looking towards the direction of Destiny Mountain, was tranquil and profound.

Xuanji Sword Master stood aside and said: "Don't worry, Empress, Zhang Ruochen will surely win the first place among the ten clans."

The figure of the Thousand Bones Empress seemed to be standing in the void of space, sometimes condensing and sometimes dispersing, and said: "Zhang Ruochen tried his best to persevere until the last moment, facing powerful enemies from all sides alone. After many life and death, I know , The big reason is because of the promise he made to me. Xuanji, you have gained a good disciple."

Sword Master Xuanji couldn't hold back the smile on his face: "I didn't teach him anything. What he achieved today was actually all by himself."

The Queen of Thousand Bones shook her head and said: "It is already extraordinary for a mortal to be able to cultivate into a saint by himself. Zhang Ruochen is able to achieve what he is today because there are so many people standing behind him who have been helping him. of people, you must be one of them.”

Immediately afterwards, she said: "Rescuing the Supreme Being will cause many people to die. Xuanji, it's time for you to return to Kunlun!"

Xuanji Sword Master quickly bowed and said resolutely: "Rescuing the Supreme Being and saving hundreds of millions of people in Kunlun has been my wish since I entered the hell realm. Now, with hope right in front of me, how can I run away in fear of death? Please empress Allow me to stay and contribute.”

The Empress of Thousand Bones once again condensed into a solid state, her figure and outlines were extremely beautiful. She still looked at the Destiny Mountain and said: "The results are out!"

The mighty voice spread throughout the world: "The second one is the Yama clan."

"First place, the undead vampires."

"boom!"

In Wujin Square, all the immortal vampire monks, including Emperor Dasen Luo who was standing in their camp, all exploded with excitement.

"Win, win, finally win!" Emperor Luo raised his fists, his face flushed, and shouted together with the monks around him.

Even the great sage laughs wildly to express the joy in his heart.

In all major cities in the Destiny Domain, monks from the Immortal Vampire Tribe came to the streets and shouted: "The Immortal Vampire Tribe is the best in the world."

"The undead vampire clan is the best in the world."

…

One after another, the messenger light symbols, like meteor showers, streaked across the starry sky and flew to the various territories of the undead vampire clan to spread the good news.

No one knew who it was, but he shouted "Zhang Ruochen", which immediately caused a chain reaction.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

"Zhang Ruochen!"

…

From today on, Zhang Ruochen's name is completely bound to the Undead Vampire Clan, becoming the leader of this generation of the Undead Vampire Clan.

And this generation of undead vampires account for 99% of the entire undead vampire clan.

After all, there is not even one immortal vampire who can live for more than a thousand years, or even one in ten thousand.

The impact of the Battle of Huntian was huge, and the publicity effect was enough to make Zhang Ruochen more famous than some gods.

Some of the other monks from various tribes looked on with cold eyes, some sneered, and some stepped forward to congratulate them, happy to see the Yama tribe suppressed.

Today is destined to be recorded in the annals of history. The names of "Zhang Ruochen", "Sword Prison Emperor", "Feng Queen", "Yu Emperor" and others will definitely be written down by the monks of the Undead Vampire Clan, and will be recited at least several times. century.

The monks of the Yama clan are extremely depressed. I don't know how many people are gnashing their teeth. They got second place, but their hearts are even more uncomfortable than the ghost clan who got the last place.

Any ranking other than first would be humiliating for them.

The Blood God of War, who is sitting in the world of gods, has received dozens of congratulatory messages, all from friends.

The Blood God of War naturally did not hide his emotions and laughed loudly. The laughter spread to the divine world of the ghost master, Xiuchen God and other hell gods, causing a series of displeased snorts.

Immediately, the Blood God of War announced: "Today, the entire Blood Sky tribe celebrates the release of all prisoners except for the monks in the Heaven Realm."

The Immortal Vampire Clan defeated the Yama Clan and was the only race to pull the Supreme Clan off the pedestal.

Moreover, the person who led the Undead Vampire Clan to accomplish all of this was his grandson, a descendant of the Xuejue Clan, which was so flattering to him.

The Xuejue family has heroes from generation to generation, which is a sign of great prosperity, or the glory of the ancestor's time can be restored.

The Bloody God of War was filled with joy from the bottom of his heart. He was even happier than when he had achieved brilliant achievements before.

The other immortal vampire gods were also excited and felt proud.

The son of the great leader of the Huangtian tribe composed a poem on the spot:

"For one hundred thousand years of the Huntian War, the Supreme Clan is number one."

"It's a pity that we met a vampire this year. The Supreme Being was tortured into a dog."

As soon as this poem came out, all the gods of the Yama tribe turned pale.

A god covered in thunder and lightning smashed the table in anger, holding a thunder ax and preparing to kill him.

However, he was stopped by the Ancient God of Learning.

"Why bother with the same knowledge as a fool." The ancient god of learning was very cultivated and not angry.

The son of the leader of the Huangtian tribe seemed to be very interested and immediately composed another poem:

"There is a girl from Yama who has just grown up, and she is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her."

"Naihe met Zhang Ruochen and came back as two people."

As soon as the poem was completed, the Ancient God of Learning suddenly became furious, formed a palm seal, and blasted directly into the divine world of the son of the leader of the Huangtian tribe. This palm seal was taken over by the Huangtian clan chief, and disappeared into the void.

The leader of the Huangtian tribe hurriedly went to appease the ancient god of learning, apologized repeatedly, and promised to strictly discipline him in the future.

The anger in the chest of the Ancient God of Learning could not be calmed down for a long time. The leader of the Huangtian tribe made bad remarks and even sent a Yuanhui-level sacred tree to apologize, and this matter was revealed.

The reactions of the powerful men in the divine realm were relatively restrained.

However, the great sages of the Yama clan who participated in the war were extremely humiliated and felt very unwilling.

Losing to the undead vampires was simply more uncomfortable than killing them.

Yan Wushen was actually a little unwilling. In the last battle, the roars of the swastika green dragon and the gold-buried white tiger shocked him and Zhang Ruochen into fainting at the same time, which led to the defeat of the Yan Luo clan.

If he is allowed to continue fighting, he may not have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Of course, he also understood why the Golden Burial White Tiger and the Swastika Qinglong did what they did, because the injuries on him and Zhang Ruochen were already very serious, especially Yan Wushen Shouyuan, who had lost thousands of years. If they were allowed to continue fighting, it would be very dangerous. It may end in a lose-lose outcome.

Even if he doesn't die, he may still damage his foundation.

Yan Zhexian has a very strong character and is unwilling to fail. He used illusions to cover up his slightly bulging belly, walked towards the Gate of Destiny, bowed and said: "There are regulations in the Temple of Destiny. All members of the clan must not leave their own planet. The undead vampire clan violates the rules. The ranking should be deprived.”

The great sages of the immortal vampire clan were all furious.

The Sword Prison Emperor rushed forward and shouted: "The undead blood clan's own star has been destroyed, why can't the clan members be transferred away?"

Yan Zhexian said: "Our stars have been destroyed. Doesn't it just prove the failure of the Immortal Vampire Clan?"

Feng Hou said: "The Temple of Destiny only requires us to protect our own people, but there is no rule that we must keep our own stars."

Another member of the Yama clan walked out, but he said: "That white jade sacred tree is the home star of the immortal blood clan. At least all the members of the immortal blood clan can't leave that white jade sacred tree, right?"

The monks of the Yama tribe stood up one after another.

Between heaven and earth, there were voices that spread thousands of miles apart: "The Immortal Vampires violated the rules of the Temple of Destiny and asked God Fulu to deprive them of their ranking and make the Battle of Hunting Sky fair and just."

There were many Yama monks in the Destiny God's Domain, and they all shouted petitions at this moment. Some monks even forced their way into the Destiny God's Mountain.

"If the Temple of Destiny cannot be fair and just, I will die on the Mount of Destiny today."

A young man from the Yama tribe pulled out the holy sword and wiped it on his neck, and blood immediately covered the ground.

"Pfft."

Another monk smashed his own head with a palm and fell into a pool of blood.

They want to use their own lives to prove the will of the Yama clan, force the Temple of Destiny to make concessions, and use their blood to exchange for the glory and dignity that belongs to the supreme clan.

More and more Yama monks died, each one without hesitation, and their blood was spread all over the street.

It was so majestic and tragic that even the gods were touched by it.

The gods of the Yama clan did not stop them, and seemed to want to see if the Temple of Destiny would deprive the Immortal Vampires of their ranking.

After the black-robed high priest scolded several times, there were actually more Yama monks who committed suicide at the foot of the Destiny Mountain, and suddenly they were a little overwhelmed.

"Wow——"

Finally, the divine shadow of Lord Fulu appeared above the Temple of Destiny on the top of the mountain.

"It's the god."

"Let's all petition the gods together."

Countless monks from the Yama clan knelt on the ground.

The great sages of the Yama clan did not kneel down, but there was a look of anticipation on their faces. They were able to force a god to manifest his divine shadow. This shows that this matter may really turn around.

Lord Fulu's voice sounded: "The Immortal Vampires did not violate the rules."

This sentence alone aroused dissatisfaction in the hearts of countless Yama monks. However, fearing the divine power of the god, no monks became angry. However, many monks have drawn out their sharp blades and are ready to continue to die to express their will.

God Fulu stretched out a gaseous palm, grabbed the white jade sacred tree on the Huntian battlefield hundreds of millions of miles away, and held it in his palm.

The sacred tree, which is more than 10,000 miles high, is as small as a piece of grass in the palm of his hand.

From the sacred tree, Lord Fulu twisted out the body of Emperor Chi. From the corpse, a green pen flew out.

In Wujin Square, Yan Zhexian's beautiful eyes shrank and he immediately recognized that it was her talisman pen.

Lord Fulu plucked out a hair from the pen and released the undead blood clansman Zhang Ruochen placed in the space inside the hair. That tribesman was instantly paralyzed to the ground by the power that was invisibly emitted, trembling all over and speechless.

Seeing this scene, the monks of the Yama clan were speechless one by one.

Yan Zhexian's pretty face was even colder than freezing. He glared hard at Zhang Ruochen and cursed something secretly in a low voice.

Zhang Ruochen deliberately wanted to be number one among the ten clans, so how could he easily let the Yan Luo clan take advantage of him?

The monks of the Immortal Vampire Clan were even more prostrate, admiring Zhang Ruochen to the extreme.

Lord Fulu said: "The Battle of Hunting Sky has ended. The ranking of the ten clans only represents the strength of this new generation of monks in this millennium. If you want to regain your dignity and glory, there will naturally be a chance to compete again after a thousand years. "

"Next, I will announce several important things."