God Emperor

At Feng Qi's invitation, Zhang Ruochen took the old scalper and boarded the Shenmu battleship with the twenty-five great saints of the Wind tribe.

A god from the demon world was already standing outside to greet him, surrounded by pink light and fragrant fragrance.

Zhang Ruochen had actually seen this god before. He was one of the ten strongest men trained in the Demon God Realm using the blood of the Demon Ancestor, the Nine-tailed Heart Fox.

I met her on the Hongchen Islands in Heaven. At that time, she was Shang Ziyan's guest.

Chu Jian, the strongest among the ten strong men, was suppressed and killed by Zhang Ruochen during the War of the Ten Realms. Many of the other demon masters included in the top ten failed to overcome the tribulation and were destroyed in spirit and form. On the contrary, it was she who stepped into the divine realm.

The nine-tailed heart fox wears a thin silver silk shirt, and its graceful jade-white body is looming. The curves formed by the willow waist and buttocks are thrilling. It is naturally charming and extremely alluring.

Even after becoming a true god, he is still so charming that ordinary monks cannot control him.

None of the great sages of the Wind Clan were weak-minded. However, he just glanced at her, as if his soul had been taken away, and he fell into an obsessed fantasy state.

"Close your eyes, regulate your breathing, and calm your mind."

The sound of wind woke them up.

Everyone was horrified and quickly closed their eyes and started to use their skills.

The Nine-Tailed Heart Fox apologized: "I'm sorry, I just entered the divine realm not long ago, so I can't completely restrain my flattery. I hope it won't have a great impact on their state of mind."

It was a good thing that she didn't speak, but when she spoke, her charming voice sounded softly and waxy, containing infinite soul-captivating magic power.

The more I close my eyes, the more I think about it.

A fascinating fantasy appears in my mind.

Fortunately, Feng Xi was prepared in advance and used his divine energy to form a barrier, which silenced her voice.

The nine-tailed heart fox showed an apologetic look again and whispered: "Shenjun Yanyu is very happy to know that Xishen is here. He has stopped practicing and is waiting inside. Everyone, please come inside!"

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction pointed by the nine-tailed heart fox. There was a wooden hall, thousands of feet high, brightly lit, extremely majestic, and integrated with the trunk of the sacred tree.

The old scalper was dumbfounded and said bluntly: "He is so impressive, but he doesn't even come out to greet him. It makes it look like we are going to pay homage to him. What kind of god is he? It's okay not to see him!"

The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward and everyone was silent.

Feng Qi came out, smoothed things over, and said with a smile: "Shenjun Yanyu is the superior god of the Demon Temple. He has been practicing for 80,000 years. He is much higher than us in terms of cultivation and age."

Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent and kept a straight face as always.

Feng Xi didn't seem to care at all.

The nine-tailed heart fox forced out a charming smile, his eyes always fixed on Zhang Ruochen and the old scalper, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old scalper was not polite at all, and said: "It turns out that he is just a high-level god. When I heard that he was named God Lord, I thought he was an existence in the Infinite Realm. How can a high-level god actually make such a big statement? Who gave him the confidence?"

The atmosphere became more awkward.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well the character of the old scalper, who was more straight-forward than Chi Xingtian, and he quarreled with the sky, the ground, and the air. Even Zhang Ruochen felt like stewing him every time, let alone others?

The cow has such a bad temper!

Feng Qi looked at Zhang Ruochen, as if she wanted him to control his mount.

Zhang Ruochen pretended not to see it and looked up at the sky, as if counting the stars.

Feng Qi coughed dryly and said: "Although Lord Manyu is a superior god, he has reached the state of Great Perfection. Coupled with his status as a messenger of truth, his combat power will not be weaker than that of a great god."

This sentence has the meaning of shock.

The old scalper secretly glanced at Zhang Ruochen, and saw that his expression remained unchanged. He immediately became more confident and said, "Isn't he still a higher god? We are the guests, why doesn't he come out to greet him? Who is he looking down on? Let's go, since everyone else is here. It’s okay not to go if you look down upon us.”

After saying that, the cow twisted its butt and turned 180 degrees.

This was the first time for the three great gods present to see such an arrogant mount. Not only did it dare to challenge Lord Armyu, it seemed that it could also help its owner make decisions.

If Feng Qi and Jiuwei Xinhu hadn't understood the rule of "it depends on the owner when hunting a cow", they would have cut the old scalper into pieces long ago in order to gain clarity.

"Well said, I was the one who was negligent! Haha!"

Hearty laughter came from the wooden hall.

Microtremor in space!

A short figure three feet tall stood in front of everyone.

This Lord Huanyu has thick black skin and is short in stature. He has a rat-like head with long fangs, a silvery beard, and ears on the top of his head.

Lord Yanyu looked at the old scalper, nodded, and said in admiration: "I didn't expect that the Ox clan would give birth to such a great rising star. If you can become your disciple, I will ensure that you enter the Demon Temple to practice and obtain the Demon Ancestor." Xue, I'm afraid he will become a Yuanhui-level representative when the time comes."

Feng Qi and Jiuwei Xinhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Lord Manyu was not angry.

It should be noted that in the demon clan, the law of the jungle preys on the strong, and the living environment is as harsh as the hell world. The lower gods, middle gods, and upper gods have different realms and status.

A being of the level of Lord Manyu is already on an equal footing with a great god. If he kills a cultivator at the peak of his demigod status in anger, who can do anything to him?

Feng Qi knew very well how ruthless the Lord Manyu was, so even though he was a superior god and a god of the Phoenix clan, he was still afraid of him.

"Why don't you thank the Lord God for your love?" the nine-tailed heart fox said.

The old scalper naturally sensed the terrifying power of Lord Manyu, but with Zhang Ruochen's support, he was afraid of a hammer and said without giving any face: "Are you worthy of being my master? I already have a master, and my master is unparalleled. The hero wears colorful divine clothes, steps on five-colored chaotic clouds, and holds a heaven-cutting divine sword, which can hit you ten times."

Zhang Ruochen's mouth twitched, feeling that he couldn't let this bully continue to fight, so he made a seal with his hand.

Suddenly, the old scalper's mouth was frozen.

Zhang Ruochen bent the middle finger and ring finger of his left hand inward, pinched out the index finger, and said inscrutably: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! This evil beast is so neglectful that it makes everyone laugh!"

Yanyu, Fengqi, and Jiuwei Xinhu couldn't smile, and they just invited Zhang Ruochen and Feng Xi into the palace.

Yanyu and Fengxi should know each other. The two were talking about the Temple of Truth.

Amyu's ability to cross the tenth level of the sea of ​​truth and become a messenger of truth is naturally inextricably linked to the Temple of Truth. It just so happens that Feng Xi was once a disciple of the Temple of Truth!

"ah……"

A scream sounded!

A great saint of the Wind Clan in the Immortal Realm fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, six or seven more great saints fell to the ground. Each of them had painful faces, their blood vessels were black, and their skin began to turn into pus and blood. They clawed at the body with their hands until the flesh was bloody.

"No, the corpse poison has taken effect!" Feng Qi said.

Feng Xi immediately rushed over to check their situation, his eyes became extremely ugly, and said: "The Yin Shang Corpse Poison is so powerful, I have used my divine power to seal their blood and air sea, and plan to take them to the starry sky defense line, please ask the clan members The great god took action to resolve it. Unexpectedly, the Yin Shang Corpse Poison was completely unable to suppress it and had already eroded my divine power."

"Ah... True God, please kill me. It's so painful... Give me a break..." A great sage grabbed his own flesh and blood and scattered it on the ground.

All the flesh and blood turned into carrion.

"I feel...I feel like my consciousness is about to be swallowed up, and it becomes increasingly blurry. True God, I don't want to turn into a corpse...give me a death..."

Another great sage from the Wind Tribe pulled off his own scalp, which was covered with hair and dripping with pus and blood.

The great sages of the Wind Clan kept falling to the ground, all wailing, their faces ferocious, life was worse than death.

The great saints of the Wind Clan who had not yet suffered from the corpse poison were frightened by the sight in front of them, and all of them looked pale.

There was a look of despair in someone's eyes. Instead of being tortured by the corpse poison so much, it was better to kill himself first while he still had sense.

Feng Xi shouted coldly: "Don't do stupid things."

She shot out a divine light from her fingertips and struck the great sage of the Wind Clan who tore off the scalp, using divine power to refine the corpse poison.

However, the corpse poison had been closely integrated with the body of the great saint, and even invaded the sea of ​​​​qi, corrupting the holy soul.

Feng Qi and Nine-Tailed Heart Fox also took action to refine corpse poison for the other two great saints of the Wind Clan.

The flames that Feng Qi cultivated could indeed burn the Yin Shang Corpse Poison. But now that the corpse poison has invaded the body, forcibly burning it will only kill the poisoned Great Sage of the Wind Clan.

Feng Xi, Feng Qi, and Jiuwei Xinhu failed one after another. The three of them looked heavy and felt helpless.

Feng Qi said: "We must send them to the starry sky defense line as soon as possible and ask Buddhism or a great god who practices the way of light to take action to purify the Yin Shang corpse poison."

"I'm afraid it's too late! Besides..." the nine-tailed heart fox said.

She wanted to say, how can a great god be so easy to invite?

"I'll give it a try."

Lord Manyu stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, and a boundless sea of ​​stars suddenly appeared, forming a unique world of gods.

He pressed his palm on the chest of one of the great sages of the Wind Clan, and wisps of starlight converged on his palm and poured into that great sage. Suddenly, with his palm as the center, the corpse poison was dispersed, black blood flowed out, and the rotten flesh turned into dust.

The nine-tailed heart fox breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly: "It is still the profound cultivation of Lord Manyu, which is beyond our reach."

"Stop!" Feng Xi said.

The Great Sage of the Wind Clan, who was held under the palm of Lord Manyu, had his corpse poison refined, but his body was constantly turning into sand and dust, and his life breath was getting weaker and weaker.

It is conceivable that even if the corpse poison is refined, the great sage of the Wind Clan will turn into a pile of black ashes.

Lord Yanyu quickly stopped his hand and stepped aside, saying: "This Yin Shang Corpse Poison is so powerful that ordinary gods may be helpless. Shenmu Battleship, move forward at full speed."

Feng Xi knew very well that it was too late to rush to the starry sky defense line now.

"Wow!"

There was a flash of light.

There was an extra sword in her hand.

Feng Qi and Jiuwei Xinhu both had strange expressions on their faces. They didn't expect Feng Xi to be so decisive and able to attack their own great sage. Regardless of any force, it is not easy to cultivate a great saint.

Killing more than twenty people at once is really not something that ordinary people can do.

Feng Xi's eyes were cold, and under the veil, her lips were pursed tightly, and she raised her sword and swung it down.

However, her wrist was caught and she was unable to swing the sword.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord! Who said that only Buddhists and great gods who practice the way of light can purify corpse poison? I am willing to try Taoist methods."

Zhang Ruochen slowly loosened his fingers, let go of Feng Xi, and nodded to her.

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