God Emperor

Returning to the Blood Sky Tribe, Zhang Ruochen used the secret seal to contact Wujiang Pavilion.

Thousands of years ago, Wujiang Pavilion was bloodbathed by the Temple of Destiny, but how could the empress' 100,000-year management be eradicated so easily?

The secret seal was left in Tianlin Ancient City, and Zhang Ruochen could not find them.

You can only wait for them to take the initiative to contact you.

In the next period of time, Zhang Ruochen spent divine stones to purchase a large amount of training resources, turned on the sundial, and started practicing in the Xuejue family.

He had too much to keep busy with.

The magic sound has not yet completely refined the five-color merit monument.

The several supreme holy weapons captured need to be refined.

Swordsmanship, palm skills, boxing skills, and various high-level holy skills also need to be practiced and polished.

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Zhang Ruochen naturally took the curse mentioned by Earthly Grandma to heart and consulted many classics to understand the Dao-killing Curse.

Time flies very fast, and in the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Under the sundial, Moyin spent fifteen years and finally completely absorbed and refined the colorful merit monument.

Blood red lake.

The water is calm and as bright as blood jade.

Moyin stretched out his hands, and ten white jade fingers turned into vines and flew out. The vines are colorful, and the leaves growing on them are as clear as glass.

Suddenly, Moyin noticed something and glanced to the right.

"Wow!"

She waved her right arm.

Suddenly, the overwhelming colorful vines pressed down towards the top of a mountain hundreds of meters high.

On the vines, electric light flows, turning into electric shuttles like light arrows.

On the hilltop that was originally deserted, a figure in black robe appeared, with a ghostly aura on his body, and the power fluctuations were extremely cold.

Moyin already had the strength of a Yuanhui-level representative, but now he has refined the five-color merit monument and reached a higher level of cultivation. To catch her attack, few monks under the divine realm can do it.

However, the black-robed figure standing on the top of the mountain remained calm.

Under his feet, a formation with a diameter of tens of feet rose up, which immediately distorted the surrounding space and knocked back all the thunder and lightning that had been attacked by the magic sound.

"I know how to use space!"

The graceful and alluring figure of Moyin soared into the air and cut off both arms at the same time.

The space was torn open and turned into two dark cracks, forcing the twisted space around the black-robed monk to open and pressing against his head.

The black-robed monk screamed in surprise, and quickly called out a staff, raised it above his head, and powerful spiritual power burst out, shattering the two space cracks created by the magic sound.

Moyin stopped and did not continue to attack, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that you, an old ghost, would actually become a god with your spiritual power!"

The black-robed monk is the Night Tour Master.

Master Ye You held the staff with an arrogant air, and said with a proud hoarse smile: "The mental power is still at the early stage of the seventieth level. It is nothing, nothing remarkable. This achievement is not worth mentioning."

"It is indeed not worth mentioning. His mental power has just reached the seventieth level, and his combat power is estimated to be at the level of an ordinary pseudo-god." Moyin said.

Master Yeyou's laughter disappeared and his grimace became quite stiff.

If Moyin hadn't been able to compete with him, if she hadn't been Zhang Ruochen's parasitic plant, the majestic god would be angry if she looked down upon him so much.

Spiritual power monks also have to go through a divine tribulation before they can break through the seventy-level barrier and become a spiritual power god.

However, the spiritual calamity is much easier than the martial arts calamity.

The difficulty of becoming a god with spiritual power does not lie in overcoming the divine tribulation, but in improving spiritual power. The vast majority of spiritual power saints are unable to cultivate their spiritual power to the sixty-ninth level when their lifespan is exhausted.

Spiritual power cultivation and martial arts cultivation are two different systems.

Although it is said that after becoming a god with spiritual power, a monk can also have a Yuanhui longevity. However, spiritual gods whose mental strength is only at level 70 or 71 are far from being rivals of the true gods of martial arts and can only fight with false gods.

It is difficult to cross the divine tribulation through martial arts.

However, once the tribulation is successfully overcome, the cultivation level and combat power can achieve a leap.

There are pros and cons to each.

Master Yeyou said solemnly: "Master wants to see Zhang Ruochen, please lead the way!"

"What did you just say? Who were you meeting?"

"Zhang Ruochen."

Moyin smiled sweetly and said: "If I remember correctly, you should call the master..."

"Why? This master is now a god. How noble and proud the god is. Do you still want to accept a holy monk as your teacher? There is nothing so funny in the world."

Yeyou's voice was cold and cold, and it was filled with divine power, which was released from his body.

On the small island in the center of the blood lake, Zhang Ruochen's voice came: "Bring the Night Walker to see me."

Master Yeyou smiled at the magic sound, and then turned into a divine light and flew directly to the island.

"Be careful!" Moyin warned.

Master Yeyou will naturally not take her reminder to heart. Apart from meeting the true God, what else should we be careful about?

However, as soon as he approached the island, Master Yeyou's expression changed.

The speed of time around the island is terrifyingly fast.

In just an instant, he lost hundreds of years of life.

Master Yeyou quickly retreated backwards, but the space was extremely weird, with nine twists and turns. No matter how he retreated, the distance to the island did not change at all.

His longevity was lost again.

Master Yeyou also practices the art of space, and he is a top expert. As long as he is given some time, he is confident that he can break through the space here and escape.

However, by that time, no one knows how much lifespan has been lost in the body.

Master Yeyou was so shrewd that he realized that Zhang Ruochen was hitting him, and he quickly shouted: "Master, please accept your magical powers. This disciple has something important to report to you."

"What's important? Come to the island to tell us." Zhang Ruochen's voice came out from the island.

The space force and time force surrounding the island disappeared.

Master Yeyou flew to the island, feeling extremely depressed. In just an instant, he actually lost three to four thousand years of life.

If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have been so self-righteous and angered Zhang Ruochen.

The sundial is placed in the center of the island.

Zhang Ruochen stood aside, sometimes urging it to move, sometimes stopping, and carefully studying the lines on the sundial.

Ever since the sundial revived in the Sea of ​​Time of the God Xiuchen, its power has been growing day by day, as if it is constantly repairing itself. However, Zhang Ruochen still couldn't take the initiative to enter the ancient space inside the sundial.

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Master Yeyou walked up quickly, without any vengeance on his face, and laughed loudly: "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master! You have shown great power on the battlefield of the ten realms, defeated all the masters in heaven and hell, and swallowed up the mountains and rivers with anger. He can be said to be the most heroic figure in the world."

Zhang Ruochen touched the sundial with his fingers and said without looking at him: "You are a spiritual god. How noble and proud you are. It's not appropriate to call me, a holy monk, master!"

Master Ye You's face became solemn, and he said righteously: "Although Master is not a god, he has been made a god."

"oh?"

"After the Ten Worlds War, Master Fengliu Sword God's name has spread throughout the starry sky."

Zhang Ruochen frowned: "Fengliu Sword God?"

Master Yeyou chuckled and said: "Master, there is no need to be humble! You are well worthy of the title of Sword God."

"I'm talking about romance..."

Master Ye You said: "Master, you are the only one who is worthy of the word romantic. Master has countless confidantes in heaven and hell, all of them unparalleled. Many monks in the world are envious of them."

"Master is so charming because of his peerless elegance."

"Master, only the worldly myths can make all the beauties in the world bend."

"Master is so clever that he can steal the hearts of one beautiful girl from heaven after another."

"I admire you! I admire you so much! Master is a role model that disciples should learn from throughout their lives!"

Having said this, Master Yeyou bowed down.

"The Romantic Sword God."

Zhang Ruochen read this sentence and then sighed.

At that time, Emperor Ming named him with the word "Ruochen", hoping that he could become a person like Xue Hongchen.

Now he has lived up to Emperor Ming's expectations.

When it comes to romance and swordsmanship, compared to Xue Hongchen, he is even better than Xue Hongchen.

"You just said, what big thing do you want to report?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Master Yeyou said seriously, "The war between the ancient civilization factions in the universe and the stars has officially broken out!"

Zhang Ruochen finally turned around and asked him: "What is the specific situation?"

Master Yeyou said: "The news has just reached the Xuejue family that the first line of defense established by the ancient civilization faction has collided with the Shura Star Pillar Realm."

"This line of defense is composed of more than five hundred planets. However, it is vulnerable to a single blow. Once it is hit by the Shura Star Pillar Realm, it turns into fireballs and flies towards the nearest Tianchu Civilization."

"Today, the Shura Star Pillar Realm is only billions of miles away from the Tianchu Civilization. The Holy Realm armies from Heaven and Hell are killing each other in this starry sky. Every moment, more than ten thousand Holy Realm monks fall. remember."

There are countless monks at the holy level.

If the battlefield is really as cruel as Master Yeyou said, one day of fighting might be enough to kill all the holy monks in a big world.

"Are there any gods involved in the battle?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Master Yeyou said: "Not yet."

Zhang Ruochen took out the star map, unfolded it completely, and looked at the starry sky where Tianchu Civilization was located, studying it carefully.

Master Yeyou looked at the star map and said: "Within a month, the Tianchu civilization will collide with the Shura Star Pillar Realm and be destroyed. Within a hundred years, at least seven ancient civilizations will be destroyed by our Hell Realm. Destroy it. Master, this is a great opportunity. Our Xuejue family must participate in this war, and we can plunder a lot of resources and blood food. Who is your opponent?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "The Tianchu civilization will not be destroyed. The Old God will definitely take the secret realm of civilization and retreat in advance."

"It's impossible to retreat."

Master Yeyou said decisively: "Even if the old god of Tianchu Civilization wants to retreat, Haotian will not let him retreat. Only by building Tianchu Civilization into a super war fortress can the Shura Star Pillar Realm be blocked. If they retreat without fighting, then the Shura Star Pillar Realm will march straight into it, unstoppable."

"What's even more terrible is that once this trend is formed, even the army in heaven will follow suit and be defeated in a single battle."

"If the monks in heaven lose their fighting spirit, they will be nothing but sheep on our knife's edge, and can be slaughtered at will! Haha!"