God Emperor

"He is the Zhexian Celestial Master of the Yama Clan."

"It's really a wall that everyone is pushing against. Master Zhexian must be trying to use this incident to completely draw a clear line between him and Zhang Ruochen. There's a good show to watch!"

"If the Yan Luo clan completely abandons Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen will only be able to live under the wings of the Blood God of War for the rest of his life. He will be as humble as a silkworm butterfly trapped in a cocoon."

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Yan Zhexian's voice spread very far, attracting monks from all races in the Three Lives Realm.

This matter is of great significance.

Many monks want to have first-hand information, and they even want to see Zhang Ruochen lose power.

Some monks who were jealous of Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but chant: "I've seen him build tall buildings, I've seen him entertain guests, I've seen all his unparalleled courage, I've seen his towers collapse! Haha!"

The more outstanding a person is, the more everyone wants to see him in bad luck.

Yan Zhexian came alone, her body shimmering with light, misty and out of the dust, but no one could see her face clearly. She was like a spiritual mountain in the fog or a clear lake locked in smoke, with an elusive and elusive fairy charm.

Although the whole world knew that she had an old relationship with Zhang Ruochen and had given birth to a daughter for Zhang Ruochen, such a mysterious and noble gesture still made countless monks yearn for her.

She hasn't started counting yet.

Open a corner of the mansion's defensive formation.

Xue Tu walked out of it, tall and tall, with a familiar smile on his face. He saluted and said, "I've met my sister-in-law. You're fine."

"Who is your sister-in-law? Don't smile in front of me. Where is Zhang Ruochen? Let him come out." Yan Zhexian was cold and ruthless, but his voice was extremely clear and beautiful.

A person like Xuetu stands at the top of the world, so what if he is a direct nobleman of the Yama clan?

I give you a smile, but you talk coldly to me, which means you don't give me face.

If you don’t give me face, why should I give you face?

Xuetu's face darkened, and he said rather rudely: "My senior brother is a legend in the world. Only others have always gone to see him, so how can there be any reason for him to come out to see you?"

"Okay! I'll go in and pay homage to him. I want to see if he can bear my bow."

There was a flash of light.

A three-foot talisman pen appeared in Yan Zhexian's hand. He lifted up his long sleeve and drew it in the air.

A mysterious talisman appeared in front of the pen tip, turning into an arc of light and slashing towards Xuetu with great vigor.

At first, Xuetu didn't take Yan Zhexian seriously.

However, once the rune pattern was completed, it actually formed the power of the field, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to converge towards it.

"This is you……"

Xue Tu was shocked, his body bent down and his hands formed a mysterious seal.

During the sealing, a phantom of a phoenix appeared, bursting out with a blinding divine light. The monks who were watching in the distance screamed in agony, with blood dripping from their eyes, and nine out of ten were blind.

"Boom."

The runes shattered the phantom of the phoenix and hit Xue Tu.

Xue Tu's burly body flew out like a cannonball and hit the defensive array light screen behind him.

Fortunately, the area around the mansion where Zhang Ruochen lived was engraved with the Great Sage's inscriptions and divine patterns. Otherwise, the attack between the two of them would have caused devastating disasters to the surrounding creatures.

Even so, there were still cracks on the ground, and the vegetation turned into ashes.

A place of dilapidation.

Yan Zhexian attacked for the second time, the runes were more subtle, trying to forcefully break through the defensive formation.

This talisman turned into a thunder and lightning ball with a diameter of about ten feet, suspended in the sky above the mansion, and every ray of lightning released fell like a divine sword.

When Xue Tu was repulsed, the monks from all races in the hell world exclaimed in surprise.

"A Celestial Master with sixty-nine and a half levels of spiritual power cannot be the opponent of the Blood-Slaughter God Son."

"It's a god. Master Zhexian must be a spiritual god. Only a spiritual god can have such terrifying power."

"A Talisman Master with spiritual power who has become a god? No wonder when the Talisman was generated, I felt like the sky was falling and the earth was falling, and my soul seemed to be sucked away."

"Now that Master Zhexian has become a god, even if Zhang Ruochen is a worldly legend, we can only bow his arrogant head."

"Boom!"

The explosions continued.

The formation of this mansion was arranged by Zhang Ruochen and Master Yeyou together, integrating the power of space. Just like this, even if Yan Zhexian launched an attack with the posture of a god and the methods of a heavenly master, it would be difficult to break the formation in a short time.

"Wow!"

In the mansion, a sword light rose into the sky, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, and hit the Celestial Master's talisman in the form of a thunder ball.

The space shook violently.

The talisman shattered, and the thunder ball exploded, turning into tiny wisps of lightning that fell towards the watching monks like fairies scattering flowers.

Suddenly, there was another scream.

It should be understood that this is the power of the gods.

Even if it's just residual strength, it's not something that an ordinary great sage can handle.

They immediately understood that this was Zhang Ruochen's warning and ran away one by one. At the same time, they also realize that secular myths cannot be offended, at least, they are not qualified to offend yet.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the mansion, took back Shen Yuan's ancient sword that was flying in the sky, looked at Yan Zhexian, who was standing opposite and was as beautiful as a banished immortal, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhexian is fine, we meet old friends, why do you need to go to war like this?"

As Zhang Ruochen walked out, the broken earth condensed one after another.

The vegetation that had been wiped out in ashes grew out of the soil again, with leaves like emeralds and flowers like jade carvings. The sacred energy was vigorous and vitality was restored.

"girl?"

Yan Zhexian played with the talisman pen in his hand and said, "Can't you see that I am a god now? Don't talk nonsense, where is Ying'er?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the distance and said: "Since Miss Zhexian has reached the divine realm, she should have the demeanor of a deity. Here we are, chatting about such common things, and even getting into fights when we disagree, without fear of being laughed at. ?"

Yan Zhexian is naturally not afraid of any monk's jokes.

After all, she has been laughed at by monks all over the world for thousands of years because of her affair with Zhang Ruochen.

"Please come inside." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Zhexian finally calmed down his emotions and entered the mansion with Zhang Ruochen.

Xuetu climbed up from the ground, not injured at all, but a little disgraced, and said: "Senior brother, you are still senior brother after all. That Yan Zhexian didn't take anyone seriously in the hell world, but now he has become a god with mental power. The eldest lady may have an even bigger temper, but when she meets senior brother, she seems to be unable to express her temper at all."

Naturally, Xue Tu is not as short-sighted as other monks, and does not believe that Zhang Ruochen, who is so strong, will not be able to survive the divine calamity.

Therefore, even if various rumors spread outside, Xue Tu did not dare to despise Zhang Ruochen.

Of course, the main reason is that he can't beat Zhang Ruochen at the moment.

Entering the mansion, Zhang Ruochen said: "The rules of the Three Lives Realm are that monks above the Saint Realm cannot fight in the Realm."

"Those who disobey the order will be punished with a sacred stone."

"The most important thing is to kill them."

"The gods want an extra level of sin."

Yan Zhexian's divine power burst out, and divine marks spread out under his feet, causing the earth to sink under his feet. His tone was threatening, and he said, "May I ask the great sage Ruochen, how do you plan to deal with this god?"

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of the divine power and said: "Although you took action before, it did not cause substantial damage. A thousand punishment stones are enough."

Yan Zhexian, like Master Yeyou, has an early seventy-level mental strength.

However, as a Fu Dao Celestial Master, her combat power is much stronger than that of Master Yeyou.

Yan Zhexian's tone was cold and he said: "I dare to give it, but do you dare to ask for it?"

"Of course I dare! Once the rules of the world are set, no one can change them." Zhang Ruochen's business-like appearance made Xue Tu and Qi Sheng, who were standing far away, feel uneasy.

Yan Zhexian bit his teeth lightly, stared at Zhang Ruochen for a long time with his beautiful eyes, and said: "I have no shortage of sacred stones. If you have the ability, you can get them yourself."

After saying this, she released her mental power and explored the entire mansion.

"I can't find them anymore! Ying'er and Kong Le went to the Starry Sky Battlefield and are not in the Three Lives Realm." Zhang Ruochen said.

"What did you say?"

Yan Zhexian couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He walked up to Zhang Ruochen, his eyes were like lightning, and said: "The starry sky battlefield is so dangerous, how can you trust her to go there alone?"

"Not alone, her sister was with her."

Zhang Ruochen looked at her indifferently, looking at her eyes from a close distance, which looked very cold but actually had no murderous intent.

Xuetu pulled Qisheng's sleeves and signaled to leave quickly.

"If anything goes wrong with Ying'er, you will be fully responsible."

Yan Zhexian turned around and left.

Zhang Ruochen looked at her back and said: "Ying'er has been with me in the Three Lives Realm for three years, and you just came to look for her. As a mother, you are incompetent at all. From now on, she should follow me!"

Yan Zhexian, who originally planned to rush to the starry sky battlefield immediately, heard this and turned around and said: "Don't even think about it! Don't forget that Ying'er is not your daughter at all."

Zhang Ruochen said: "She has my bloodline, why not?"

"If I say no, it's not." Yan Zhexian said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Unfortunately, no matter what you say, everyone in the world, including Ying'er herself, knows that I am her father. If you tell her that she has no father, it will be a harm to her."

Yan Zhexian frowned, but did not argue anymore.

Zhang Ruochen's tone was a little colder and he asked: "You clearly knew what happened back then, so why did you make up lies and say that I wanted to kill her while she was still in the womb? Have you ever thought about my feelings? ?Have you ever thought about her feelings?"

Yan Zhexian felt wrong and had no confidence in his heart, so he said: "Back then...you originally wanted to kill her..."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I don't want to argue with you about this matter. Another matter is that you, the Yama clan, deliberately concealed Ying'er's true origin and asked me to take the blame and be her father. I can admit this!"

"But why should I be charged with being ruthless and unjust, starting with chaos and finally giving up?"

Yan Zhexian did not dare to look into Zhang Ruochen's aggressive eyes. He looked at the spiritual flower and holy grass next to him and muttered in a low voice: "Who told you to suddenly disappear for a thousand years?"

"What did you say? Look into my eyes." Zhang Ruochen roared.

Yan Zhexian glared over and said confidently: "When Ying'er was a child, she kept asking, who is her father? What kind of person is her father? Why didn't her father marry me? I could handle it at first. "

"But, you know, almost the entire hell world knows about you and me. As Ying'er grows up, she also knows a little bit, and she can't even hide it."

"What do you think I should do? I'm tired of making up lies."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for your sudden disappearance, and you have been missing for a thousand years."

"I have put so much effort into Ying'er for thousands of years, and finally she has achieved what she is today. You want to take her away? I will fight you to the end."

Zhang Ruochen touched his chin and asked inexplicably: "You haven't answered me yet, why did you come to see her three years later?"