God Emperor

Zhenyuan, the three kinds of Taoism were so enchanted that they frightened monks from all walks of life.

There was a monk on the side of the heaven who was extremely excited and said: "Legend! We all witnessed the legend with our own eyes today! Zhenyuan is the legend!"

"It's incredible! With three Taoist techniques, Zhenyuan may have the strength to compete with Yuanhui-level geniuses."

"With regard to the talent of the Five Elements, throughout the ages, there should be few monks who can compare with Zhenyuan, right? We have really witnessed the legend. Only in the legend can there be such an outstanding person."

"Since ancient times, there have been many glorious eras. However, even when the Holy World was still there, there was no era that produced so many heroes and geniuses."

"What are legends? What we see now are legends that will be passed down for millions of years in the future."

"What is a legend? This battle of the ten realms is a legend that will definitely be recorded in the history of heaven and hell. The name of every participant will be remembered by someone a hundred thousand or a million years later."

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In this battle of the ten realms, one after another amazing and talented monks appeared in heaven and hell, making them look up to them, awe them, and worship them.

This is the most glorious era, they call the shots and show their bravery.

"Everyone in the world says that Emperor Donghua is the most powerful person under Yin Yuanchen in Heaven. I don't think so. This Zhenyuan should be the one."

Zhuo Yunong held the file, checked the intelligence information about Zhenyuan, and sighed: "It's a pity that Zhenyuan is born with a body without gold, otherwise, he would have been able to perfect the cultivation of the Five Elements Holy Will."

"What are you sighing for?"

Prajna frowned slightly and snorted: "If Zhenyuan is perfect in the Five Elements, he will definitely become a powerful enemy in the hell world. Now, no matter how amazing he is in the world, he will still have flaws in his innateness. The Temple of Destiny has flaws, and he wants to fight against the flaws. I’m afraid it’s not that easy.”

"No matter how you say it, this person is an extraordinary person. His future achievements will be unimaginable. We must find a way to get rid of him. Your Highness the Goddess... What are you looking at?"

Zhuo Yunong followed Prajna's gaze and saw Xia Yu, Chi Kongle, and the demi-god-class battleship where the mysterious man was leaving, breaking through the water in the direction of Jiwen Island.

"The victory or defeat has been decided, let's go!" Prajna said.

A great sage sacrificed an ancient sapphire jade ship several hundred feet long and placed it in the waters on the edge of the island. Prajna took the lead in boarding it.

The monks from the Temple of Destiny followed closely behind her and boarded the ship.

The ship set sail and left Guixu.

The winner of this battle was quickly determined.

The blood massacre was defeated!

However, it is still glorious despite defeat.

Because he showed the fighting power of a Yuanhui-level representative, he even forced Zhenyuan to show his true strength. It is not a shame to lose to a legendary figure who is obsessed with three things.

On the contrary, it is possible that because of this battle, his name as a bloody massacre will also be recorded in history together with Zhenyuan.

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Arriving at Jiwen Island, Zhang Ruochen sensed a series of spiritual thoughts and wanted to get close to him and explore him.

However, they were all smashed to pieces by him.

Ordinary gods can only make Zhang Ruochen afraid if they send out clones or false gods. A few spiritual thoughts came to investigate, but Zhang Ruochen really didn't take them seriously.

There are also gods with mental power exceeding the seventieth level, shrouding Zhang Ruochen with their mental power, wanting to find out his true identity.

"My majestic spirit wants to investigate a monk in the holy realm. Just show up and see him. Why are you so sneaky? If you show up, I will definitely bow down and bow down respectfully."

Zhang Ruochen held his hands in vain, and a strange vortex formed between his palms, sucking all the powerful mental power that came closer into the vortex.

"Boom!"

Pushing out with both palms, it exploded in front, causing a large area of ​​the ground to sink.

In the void, a god made an angry hum, which made Zhang Ruochen's blood boil.

"Wow!"

From the sky, a pillar of blood energy dropped down, forming a body shape after blood condensed on the ground.

The divine light overflowed from the blood queen's body, and dense regular divine patterns appeared between the sky and the earth, like blood-colored thunder and lightning shuttling back and forth.

Her eyes were cold, peeping in all directions.

The spirits who were originally probing Zhang Ruochen all retreated.

The Blood Queen brought Zhang Ruochen, Xia Yu, and Chi Kongle to a valley on Jiwen Island.

The ordinary valley has turned into a sacred valley because the Blood Queen has been here for a year or two. The soil in the valley turned into holy soil, and blood-red medicinal plants grew out.

Xia Yu and Chi Kongle stood in the distance, watching the Blood Queen and Zhang Ruochen walking side by side, telling each other something. Suddenly, the Blood Queen stopped and stretched out her fingers to gently touch Zhang Ruochen's face, with tears in her eyes.

Xia Yu rarely saw such a gentle and watery side of the Blood Queen.

It should be noted that all the monks in the hell world know that the Blood Queen is quite powerful and ruthless. Thousands of years ago, Zhang Ruochen's death caused a bloody storm in the hell world.

Even when facing her disciple, he is often very strict.

Zhang Ruochen didn't say much about his whereabouts over the past thousand years. He only told the Blood Queen that he had cultivated at the place where Saint Monk Xumi passed away and had cultivated the first-grade holy will to a perfect level.

"Previously, I saw your method of dealing with the spiritual power of gods, and I realized that your holy will is extraordinary. Very good! If you can integrate the yin and yang and the five elements of the holy will into one, reaching the first-level level, my son will be as good as Yan Wu. god."

"If your grandpa knew, he would be very happy."

"The biggest regret in his life is that he failed to attack the first rank. In the past thousand years, whenever he mentioned Yan Wushen and the Wuqing Sect, he would always express envy and emotion in his tone."

Queen Xue's eyes were filled with joy, and she was happy for Zhang Ruochen's achievements today.

Yan Wushen cultivated the "Sacred Will of Six Paths of Reincarnation", which is not a secret in the world of true gods. All the gods believe that this is the only first-grade holy will that has been confirmed since ancient times.

Zhang Ruochen's infinite holy intention naturally encompasses not only Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, but also time and space.

However, the time of the Infinite Holy Will is the time of the universe.

Space is the space of the universe.

Even though the Blood Queen was a god, she couldn't see through this.

Zhang Ruochen pondered in his heart, thinking whether to tell the secret of Wuji Holy Will.

The Blood Queen summoned the Six Directions Heavenly Venerable Cauldron, took out an Emperor-grade Holy Pill from it, handed it to Zhang Ruochen, and said: "You have grown up now. You are the top powerhouse in the world. You have your own way of cultivation. You don't have to be like a child." Like a child, he tells his mother everything.”

"This Emperor's Holy Pill was originally stored here by your mother. It should be of some help to you in attacking the supreme level and condensing the supreme body."

The Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron was found by Zhang Ruochen inside the No. 3 Dark Star of Huntian Battlefield. Because the cauldron's weapon spirit had been sleeping and there were huge variables and dangers, it was handed over to Queen Xue for safekeeping.

Zhang Ruochen accepted the Emperor's Holy Pill. This pill was indeed useful now.

"Mother, my main purpose of coming back this time is to save my father." Zhang Ruochen said.

Hearing this, Queen Xue showed a deep and sad look. Then she gathered her emotions and said sternly: "You'd better not care about your father's affairs. Never mention the word "save" again in the future. "

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "If it weren't for saving my father, I would probably never return to the hell world. Mother, you should understand that I will never watch my father imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny."

"Then do you know why the Temple of Destiny only imprisoned your father instead of directly executing him?" said the Blood Queen.

Zhang Ruochen said: "How can a dead god be as valuable as a living god?"

"Since you know, you still want to die?" said the Blood Queen.

A bitter look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he said: "Mother, death is not terrible. If my father is imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, but I turn a blind eye and do nothing because I am afraid of death, I will definitely live a lifetime worse than death."

Zhang Ruochen's words touched upon the pain in Queen Xue's heart.

The Blood Queen had deep feelings for Emperor Ming. Knowing that he was imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny and was suffering, how could she feel any better?

She thought of many strategies to save Emperor Ming, but rejected them one by one.

The crimes committed by Emperor Ming were too serious, and it was undoubtedly a fool's errand to want the Temple of Destiny to release him. It would be even more difficult to rescue Emperor Ming from the Temple of Destiny.

Even a god cannot do it.

"What are you going to do?" said the Blood Queen.

Zhang Ruochen said: "There is no good way for now, but if you want to save people from the Temple of Destiny, you need at least two things. First, I must gain the trust of the Temple of Destiny. Second, I must have the qualifications to compete with the Temple of Destiny. "

The Blood Queen sighed: "Both of these two points are too difficult for you! Second point, when your cultivation is high enough in the future, such as becoming the God of War of the Undead Vampire Clan, the Chief of a Great Clan, or the King of Gods, or the Lord of Gods, your destiny will be The temple will naturally value you and regard you as an opponent or an ally."

"But the first point is that it's not just about having strong cultivation. On the contrary, the stronger your cultivation is, the more jealous the Temple of Destiny will be about you."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Then find an ally who can win the trust of the Temple of Destiny. As for the second point, it doesn't necessarily have to be such a strong cultivation level. In fact, you can start making arrangements now."

"Now? You mean the battle of the ten realms?" said the Blood Queen.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the sky, exuding the will of a swan that rides on the wind for nine days, and said: "The war of the ten realms is an opportunity. Now that I encounter it, I must seize it. If I want to compete with the Temple of Destiny, I You have to accumulate your own trump cards little by little.”

"Since you are so determined, I will send a message to your grandfather and ask him to come over and help you. I believe he will be very happy." The Blood Queen said.

After seeing the blood, Xia Yu and Zhang Ruochen did not continue to argue, so they walked over and said: "Master, senior brother, there is someone outside the valley to pay my respects."

In front of the Blood Empress, she naturally wanted to call Zhang Ruochen her senior brother.

The Blood Queen and Zhang Ruochen had strong mental powers and knew who was coming.

"She's here to find you, you deal with it yourself!"

The space trembled slightly, and the body of the Blood Queen disappeared.