God Emperor

It was unknown whether Yan Zhexian wanted to repay Zhang Ruochen's favor or felt that Zhang Ruochen was honest enough, but she actually agreed.

However, she had a condition.

Since Zhang Ruochen claimed to the public that he was taking her out to visit scenic spots and historical sites, he had to keep his word.

Hearing this condition, Zhang Ruochen was extremely surprised and thought that she would take the opportunity to blackmail him. He couldn't help but think about whether Yan Zhexian had other purposes.

"Are you going to agree or not?" Yan Zhexian pouted and urged.

"Okay! After many days of seclusion, I am also very quiet. It is not a bad thing to take this opportunity to walk more and increase my knowledge and experience." Zhang Ruochen agreed.

The two entered the Seven Star Imperial Palace.

The eighteen six-tribulation ghost kings, carrying a huge palace, rolled up a thick cold ghost fog, and swaggered towards the holy land of the Corruption Clan.

Ah Le sat on the stone steps outside the palace, holding an iron sword diagonally, thinking alone and indifferently, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seven monks, led by the Grand Minister and the Second Minister, followed behind.

"Walk faster, you are so slow."

The Grand Minister hit Zhensha on the buttocks with a stick, but Zhensha was not angry and took bigger steps.

When the real "Que Shen Zi" and the real "Tian Shu Zi" learned that Zhang Ruochen wanted to go to the Holy Land of the Fu Clan, they were ecstatic at first, and then began to worry about gains and losses.

The reason for their joy was, of course, because almost all the great saints of the Death God Temple gathered in the Holy Land of the Fu Clan. Zhang Ruochen's trip would be dangerous. And they could regain their freedom.

The reason for their worries was that Zhang Ruochen did not have a certain degree of confidence, so how could he dare to go to the Holy Land of the Fu Clan?

What was Zhang Ruochen's purpose in going to the Holy Land of the Fu Clan?

Besides, with their current appearance, if they went to the Holy Land of the Fu Clan and were seen by the great saints of the Death God Temple, wouldn't they be laughed at for the rest of their lives?

In the Seven Star Imperial Palace.

Yan Zhexian asked, "In the Goddess Tower of the Destiny Divine Domain, the emperor who helped me win the bet was transformed by you, right?"

"Yes."

Zhang Ruochen answered while counting the boxes he got from the Wolf Tribe.

"Why?"

"No reason, it's just a piece of cake."

Yan Zhexian was a little dissatisfied with this answer and said, "You are because of the child in my belly, right?"

Zhang Ruochen finished counting and put all into the space ring. Then he stared at her seriously and replied, "I actually already know that there is no intimate relationship between the two of us."

Hearing this, Yan Zhexian's white face showed a trace of embarrassment.

It turns out...

He knew it a long time ago!

Zhang Ruochen continued, "But outsiders don't know. So we should get closer, even show affection, so that the Yanluo clan won't be too embarrassed. This is your idea, right?"

Yan Zhexian's embarrassment disappeared, and her expression turned cold, saying: "It's good to know, so you'd better not have any improper thoughts about me. Our relationship can only stay at the level of mutual cooperation."

"I understand, this is also what I need." Zhang Ruochen said straightforwardly.

"Hmph!"

Yan Zhexian snorted softly, and walked straight out of the palace in a hurry.

Zhang Ruochen did not chase her, but took out the quasi-emperor holy pill "Holy Soul Pill" that he had just obtained, and prepared to swallow and refine it.

Yan Zhexian, who walked to the door, suddenly stopped, turned around and said a little coquettishly: "The Death God Temple is the most respected in the Death Clan, with a deep foundation and many masters. You'd better be careful."

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Zhexian." Zhang Ruochen sat on the ground and saluted her.

Yan Zhexian waved his sleeves and left, feeling inexplicably resentful in his heart, thinking to himself: "It's just a deal, just a show for the world's cultivators to see, so that those guys won't either laugh at me secretly or criticize the Yanluo clan, which is really annoying."

The Hundred Clans King City, which was already full of ups and downs, was once again in turmoil today.

After many days, Zhang Ruochen appeared on the street again, still riding in the Seven Stars Imperial Palace, with an incredibly high profile. What really surprised everyone was the seven monks following behind the Seven Stars Imperial Palace.

"Am I seeing right? That's Magpie God?"

"And Tian Shuzi and three white-robed Death Gods."

"Oh my god, how come they all shaved their heads and wore monk robes? Are they really going to convert to Buddhism?"

"Five great saints who had survived a thousand deaths in the Death God Palace have become monks. This is simply a rare event that is rarely seen in a Yuanhui."

"Zhang Ruochen is too bold. Now there will be a good show to watch. Wait and see, the Death God Palace will definitely take action."

...

Everyone spread the news, and more and more cultivators followed behind the Seven Star Imperial Palace to watch.

The holy land of the Corruption Clan is called Nipenze.

It is a black mud swamp covering an area of ​​100 miles. Because there are a large number of ghost mountains and peaks distributed around it, the terrain is like a basin, so there is a saying of "Nipen".

Nipenze is barren, and Yin Qi is pervasive all year round, and the power of corruption is strong.

Today, two big figures from the Death God Palace came to Nipenze, one is called Haike and the other is called Nansheng.

Both of them have reached the realm of life and death, but they have been listed in the "Divine Storage Volume". Their reputation in the Death Clan is even higher than that of Magpie God and Tian Shuzi. Yuan Qianmo personally wrote a letter to invite them.

To welcome these two people, the Holy Land of the Corruption Clan held a grand holy banquet.

One by one, the gorgeous Rakshasa women held the jade plates with human heads on their heads, lined up in a long line, and presented them to the Southern Saint one by one.

"Southern Saint likes to eat human heads", this is a well-known fact throughout the hell world.

At the other end, a group of undead vampire maids with wings were holding luminous emerald bowls with babies in them, presenting them to Haike.

"Haike loves young babies and eats eight hundred of them every day", which is also famous all over the world.

Nan Sheng and Haike sat at the top, and the great saints from the Temple of Silence and Death originally sat on the left and right sides below.

As for the monks of the Fu clan, including the clan emperor, they all stood and waited on them cautiously.

"I actually ate a thousand of them today. When I'm full, I'll put away the rest and offer them to me tomorrow."

After Haike ate the thousandth baby, he grabbed an undead vampire slave girl with one hand, held it in his arms, and squeezed her hand up and down until they screamed.

Just like the undead blood clan can capture the Six Tribulations Ghost King and carry it to the palace, it is normal for other clans to accept the undead blood clan as their slaves. However, doing this in a formal setting is more or less humiliating.

The eighteen Six-Tribulation Ghost Kings who carried Zhang Ruochen to the Seven-Star Emperor Palace were the Blood God of War who did this on purpose to disgust the Ghost Lord.

After Nan Sheng ate a thousand heads, he waved his hand to signal the Rakshasa girls to retreat.

Unlike Haike, he is an extremely elegant-looking man who looks somewhat similar to a human being, with two strands of white hair on his temples.

Nan Sheng said: "I was practicing in Tiannan. If I hadn't given Yuan Qianmo face, I wouldn't have come this time. Who can tell me why in the Temple of Death, a strong man like a crucian carp crossing a river was killed by a The Great Sage of Baiyong Realm has lost his face?”

Haike showed his sharp fangs and laughed ferociously: "A bunch of trash. Even if Zhang Ruochen has three heads and six arms, he is only at the Hundred Flails Realm. He actually captured five great saints of the Ten Thousand Death Realm. How can you still resist? Are you embarrassed to sit here? It’s all rubbish.”

All the great saints in the Temple of Death were embarrassed and uneasy when asked, and no one dared to argue.

After all, these two people in front of me have terrifying backgrounds. If nothing happens, they will succeed Yuan Qianmo in the future and become the mainstay of the Death Temple in the secular world.

In a fit of rage, they ate the head of a certain great saint in the Temple of Death, and probably only received a few words of reprimand from the gods.

Yuan Jingan laughed: "Zhang Ruochen's demigod body is very powerful and has a huge advantage in the royal city of hundreds of clans."

Another great sage quickly followed up and said: "Yes, the main reason is that the environment is too favorable to him. If it were elsewhere, Uncle Tian and Son of Magpie would never lose to him."

"Demi-god body, so what about the demigod body? It's just brute strength... Haha, I also have brute strength." Haike's arms were as thick as elephant legs, and with two explosions, the two undead vampire maids in his arms were , crushed into two masses of blood mist.

The other undead vampire maids were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground and trembled.

Nan Sheng smiled calmly and said: "In terms of physical strength, who can compare to Haike? His physical body is originally a divine body, and it has been tempered for thousands of years in the Uncertain Sea of ​​Gods. Let alone a demigod's physical body, even some weaker ones The supreme body can be shattered with one punch."

Although Haike is a dead race, he is transformed from a divine corpse.

"Zhang Ruochen's mental power is also very strong." Yuan Yuan said silently.

A look of contempt appeared in Nan Sheng's eyes, and the word "Xing" came out of his mouth.

"Wow!"

There are countless figures in this world.

Each one is composed of Nan Sheng's spiritual power and thoughts.

"By!"

Another word rang out.

The figures all over the sky rushed into Nan Sheng's body like hummingbirds returning to their nests.

Nan Sheng said: "Do you think my spiritual power is stronger, or Zhang Ruochen's?"

Yuan Ji laughed loudly: "Nan Sheng worships under the disciples of the Seven Great Masters of Tiannan. Whether it is the strength of his mental power or the use of his mental power, Zhang Ruochen cannot compare with him."

According to legend, there are four legendary figures in the hell world whose spiritual power has reached the ninetieth level.

Supreme Lord Yama, the Palace of Great Tribulation in the Void.

Xinghai Angler, Tiannan Life and Death Market.

The seven great men that Ji originally mentioned were the seven disciples of Tiannan Life and Death Ruins. Every disciple of that person is named after a number.

Seven is his last disciple.

Even though he was only the Seventh Disciple, many gods had to call him Master Seven when they saw him.

Of course, these four spiritual legends are all proverbs left over a hundred thousand years ago, and they were powerful in the battle between gods.

No one knows whether any of them have died in the past hundred thousand years.

It is also unknown whether a new ninety-level spiritual power will be born.

Haike couldn't wait any longer and said: "Let's go and capture that kid now. I will definitely let him know what it means to not be able to survive or die. Not even in the demigod body, I will tear him to pieces with my own hands." "

Suddenly, a monk from the rot tribe rushed to the foot of the holy banquet steps with a frightened expression, and said in a panic: "Zhang...Zhang...Zhang Ruochen is here, Zhang Ruochen is here...comes to the Holy Land..."

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Tonight I have been checking Moments and Weibo, reading information related to Dr. Li Wenliang, and I feel particularly uncomfortable. I hope all sentient beings can achieve a miracle in exchange for their power of thought.

Those who hold wages for everyone should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow.

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