God Emperor

Xue Tu cut open his index finger, and a drop of bright red divine blood fell to the ground.

A divine clone that looked exactly like him grew up from the ground.

The spirit clone stepped towards Jiuding.

…

Jiuding is located under the ancient building, and there is rolling terrain between where Zhang Ruochen and others are standing and Jiuding. These undulating terrains are only a few hundred meters high and look like hills to a mortal.

The mountains are extremely vast, the soil is red, and there are all kinds of strange black trees growing there.

"Bang!"

Before climbing the first hill, the divine clone exploded, the divine blood was annihilated and turned into tiny black dust.

Xue Tu suffered a backlash, and his index finger quickly turned black.

His expression suddenly changed, and he immediately cut off his index finger with a knife, and quickly retreated to Zhang Ruochen's side, using the original divine light to resist the witchcraft that might be coming towards him.

Witchcraft is invisible and cannot be guarded against, making even the gods fearful.

"Chichi."

The severed fingers on the ground were decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then it was as black as charcoal.

…

On the other side, a supreme sage from the Yama tribe took out a silver bean.

The beans took root and sprouted, turning into a three-foot-tall silver-leaf iron tree. The tree trunk is like a human being, and the roots are like feet. It climbs over the mountains and ridges, walking towards the bronze tripod at the edge.

"Chihua!"

Just as we climbed the first hill, the silver-leafed iron tree burst into flames like a lantern and went up in flames.

…

They tried their best to get close to Jiuding, but one weird thing after another, like ice water being poured on them, made them gradually calm down.

Looking at the huge and dilapidated ancient building in front of them again, everyone's hearts were completely shrouded in the shadow of terror.

Xue Tu's eyes rolled and he said: "Brother, you are the origin messenger, and you have the Buddha's relics to protect your body. Why don't you give it a try?"

Zhang Ruochen cherished his life and would not commit suicide like this.

Just now, he mobilized the two powers of truth and origin to observe and saw some clues. Whether it was the destruction of the blood massacre's clones or the burning of the silver-leaf iron tree, there was a force that was difficult to detect with the naked eye and mental power, impacting on them.

It should be Wuli.

But where does witchcraft come from? How strong is it?

It's impossible to judge at all.

"This building cannot even be approached by gods. It is probably the legendary witch temple."

Zhang Ruochen was very sensible and sighed and said: "Our cultivation is not something we can get involved in here, so let's do business first!"

After entering the Tianmen, the fragrance of Udumbara flowers becomes stronger.

Fortunately, the scent didn't come from the witch palace, so there was no need to risk one's life. Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao led the way, looking for the scent and planning to bypass the witch palace.

"Um?"

Zhang Ruochen suddenly noticed it and suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Tianmen.

Chi Yao's black and white eyes condensed slightly, the sword light flashed, and the multicolored stone sword appeared in his hand.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Xue Tu asked.

A chuckle rang out, and the voice rolled like waves: "Such a strong sense of perception, worthy of being the messenger of the origin. Even with the spiritual power of Master Qu You, I can't hide it from you."

Below the Tianmen.

"Wow——"

Like an invisible water curtain spread out, Wujiang's figure emerged.

In addition, there are masters Jiangqing, Mahayan and Quyou.

Xuetu's admiration for Zhang Ruochen increased in his heart. Even with his true soul, he couldn't sense the danger, but Zhang Ruochen could sense it. If this person becomes a god in martial arts, he will definitely be proud of the world.

Hearing the name "Master Qu You", Yan Wushen shrank his eyes, stared at the ghost-like, formless figure, and sent a message to Zhang Ruochen, Chi Yao, Xuetu, and Xiao Hei, saying: "Master Qu You" She is one of the twelve spiritual gods of the Dark Temple, and her spiritual power is extremely powerful, which is not comparable to that of ordinary gods. Unexpectedly, she actually came to the Dark Abyss, which shows that the Dark Temple has a big plot this time. "

Yan Wushen's tone was filled with fear.

Xuetu said: "Twelve spiritual gods? I have never heard of them."

"The Twelve Spiritual Gods specialize in spiritual power, studying talismans, formations, beasts, weapons, poisons, death, life...etc., twelve categories, each with vast magical powers. They are the hidden power of the Dark Temple and are not known to outsiders. Darkness Zhiyuan Yan also discovered their secret by accident." Yan Wushen said.

Xuetu said: "Do the Twelve Spiritual Gods want to imitate the Twelve Divine Palaces of the Temple of Destiny?"

"This is naturally far incomparable!" Yan Wushen said.

Xue Tu curled his lips and smiled contemptuously: "I'll go meet her for a while and see how strong she is."

They all know Wujiang, Jiangqing, Mahayan, and Xuetu, and probably know their combat prowess, so they have no fear in their hearts.

Zhang Ruochen said something faintly and said: "Master Qu You's strength is extraordinary. He once single-handedly suppressed the five true gods of the Yama clan. Among them, Qian Kong, who has reached the realm of a superior god."

Xuetu walked forward and said in a loud voice: "I have broken through the realm recently, and my anger is soaring into the sky. It is the time when the fighting spirit is boiling. Come on together... uh..."

Just after he finished speaking, he heard Zhang Ruochen's voice transmission.

Xuetu's heart trembled.

What?

Can he suppress the five true gods with his own efforts? Is there any room left?

Qiankong is a high-ranking god, and he is famous in the world of gods.

Xue Tu was calm and immediately retreated, saying: "You all go together, even if you go together, you are still no match for Prince Xia."

Retreating to Xiao Hei, Xue Tu bumped it with his arm and whispered: "You have the trump card given by the Ice Emperor. You can dispatch dragon-shaped monsters and phoenix monsters. It must be easy to deal with them."

Xiao Hei was also very calm and said: "You have broken through the realm recently and your anger is soaring into the sky. This is when the fighting spirit is boiling. It's better for you to do it!"

"No, no, Prince Xia is the son of the Ice Emperor, and he has a distinguished status in the Immortal Vampire Clan. How can I steal your limelight?" said the Blood Slaughter humbly.

"You are a disciple of the Death God, a representative figure at the Yuanhui level, and the God of Massacre is even more famous."

…

Jiang Qing and Mahayan both had sarcastic smiles on their faces.

Wujiang was also smiling, but his smile was very sincere, and said: "There is a secret that the Emperor of the Massacre God of War probably doesn't know yet, right? In fact, you have been being used by Zhang Ruochen. He and Prince Xia are both from the Kunlun realm. "Monk."

Xue Tu showed an unhappy look.

To say that he was being used, wouldn't it be questioning his IQ?

He said: "Do you still want to say that the Prajna Goddess is also a monk in the Kunlun Realm?"

"That's right." Wujiang said.

Xue Tu grinned and said, "And the God of Fury is the Holy Monk Xumi?"

Wujiang frowned.

"Haha! These are all passed on by me."

Xuetu put away his smile and said again: "Don't you just admire the Prajna Goddess, but she likes my senior brother. You get so angry that you use any means. You want to alienate us with such a clumsy strategy?"

Wujiang's brows furrowed deeper.

Xuetu continued: "My senior brother did practice in the Kunlun world. However, he is the grandson of the Blood God of War, the legitimate son of the Blood Queen, and a member of our undead vampire clan. The heavenly master who died in the hands of my senior brother had no plan. There are even true gods. How many masters from heaven have you killed? Are you worthy of being a god in hell?"

"Prince Xia did practice in the Kunlun Realm, but he is the son of the Ice Emperor and carries the most noble bloodline of the Immortal Vampire Clan. Are you questioning the Ice Emperor when you question it?"

"When you used your clone to kill the monks of the Yama tribe, I saw that you were nothing. Besides killing your own people, what else could you do? Do you have the ability to kill a true god from the heaven like my senior brother? Go and disrupt the heaven. Do you have the courage to kill an entire generation of geniuses in the world of mortals?”

"Are you speechless? With my god's wisdom, you still want to use divorce tactics, Wujiang, you are too self-righteous! You have angered me, and I have wanted to fight you for a long time. Today you send Come to the door...according to the rules, do you dare?"

Xuetu finally found a step down, without having to face Master Qu You.

He was not afraid at all in a one-on-one challenge.

"idiot!"

Wujiang's face turned red with anger, and the black metal box he held in his hand kept changing its shape.

Xiaohei stared at the black metal box, his face changed, and he quickly sent a message to Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao, saying: "It's the Dark Territory Tianluo from the Dark Temple."

Zhang Ruochen quietly moved towards Yan Ting.

Wujiang has an extraordinary mind, but he finally restrained his emotions, showed two rows of white teeth, and said with a smile: "In this era, heroes emerge in large numbers. I used to think that you, Xue Tu, were a good opponent, but now it seems that only Zhang Ruochen, Yan Wushen, The Prajna Goddess is my real opponent.”

Zhang Ruochen walked up to Yan Ting and said, "You regard me as your opponent, but unfortunately, in my eyes, you are nothing."

Wujiang was neither angry nor annoyed, and said: "So, you, Zhang Ruochen, have a very high self-esteem and are too self-righteous, so you will be taken advantage of by others. Aren't you curious why we just followed you along the way and didn't take action immediately?"

"When you say that, I'm really curious!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Wujiang said: "Because someone told us that only you can find the key to the ancient and abandoned city, and it is safest to follow you. Look at the Tianmen, Wu Palace, and Jiuding in front of you. Isn't this what you led us to find?"

"And the dragon-shaped monsters and phoenix monsters that attacked you outside are all dead! This is all because of you. You are so crucial. There is a forbidden power protecting you in the ancient and ruined city. Anyone who attacks you, All must die."

Xuetu, Chi Yao, Yan Wushen... everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei said calmly: "The taboo he mentioned is this emperor."

Zhang Ruochen didn't believe Wujiang's words at all, and said, "Since you know that you will die if you attack me, you still dare to go against me?"

"Attacking you outside will indeed attract taboos. But, inside..." Wujiang smiled, spread his hands, and said, "In here, I have the final say in everything."

Zhang Ruochen asked the last question: "Who told you these?"

Wujiang smiled and said: "Think about it for yourself! No, you have no chance. We have found the place we are looking for, and now you have lost your value."

In his hand, he waved the irregular black metal box out.

At the same time, Yan Ting threw out the "Seven Evil Formation" and Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on her vest, continuously transferring the power in his body to her, and then rushed towards the formation.