God Emperor

The hands were raised halfway, which was already a weak hug, but had not yet touched Yingying's slender waist.

Neither hugging nor receiving.

Now that she has recovered, it doesn't look like she needs comfort and relief.

So, Zhang Ruochen clenched his five fingers into a fist, retracted it, and naturally put it behind his back, saying: "There will always be sacrifices in war. You, the God of Yuling, have been practicing for 400,000 years. Could it be that you still can't understand the word life and death? As long as the Yasha clan Without genocide, the future is worth looking forward to.”

"You're too close!" Jade Spirit God's eyes were still cold.

Zhang Ruochen ignored her and said: "I have to go to the Temple of Destiny immediately to try to get Xu Tian's support to resolve this war, or at least delay the outbreak of the war. On the side of Baizu Royal City, you have to hold on."

Zhang Ruochen dares to see Xu Tian?

Although Yulingshen's cultivation level is far better than Zhang Ruochen, at this moment, he felt a powerful aura from Zhang Ruochen. Fearless energy and indomitable momentum.

She is a great master of the Taixu Realm, but she is a little weak in front of this momentum.

"What should we do with the six masters from Tiannan?" Yulingshen asked.

"Send it to Xing Huantian! When I come back, I will take you to get the magic medicine to help you overcome the catastrophe of the Yuanhui."

Leaving these words behind, Zhang Ruochen walked away through the air.

In fact, it is a very simple matter to refuse the magic medicine promised to Yulingshen. However, in the royal city of hundreds of tribes, the Jade Spirit God must come forward to stabilize each small tribe.

If she falls, many changes will happen.

Yu Ling stared at the direction Zhang Ruochen had left for a long time, then her delicate body stepped down again and let out a long breath. But soon, I forced myself to cheer up again.

In case Zhang Ruochen died in the Temple of Destiny, she had to make second-hand preparations.

We cannot put all our hopes in the hands of others.

…

From the Hundred Clans Royal City to the Blood Sky Tribe Wing World, Ice King is the only way to go.

Ice King is an eighth-level planet located in the desert area of ​​the universe. It is thousands of light-years away from the hinterland of the Huangquan Galaxy and the royal city of hundreds of tribes, and even the gods cannot cross it.

The hell world is huge, and the core area of ​​influence of the ten clans only occupies the most fertile hinterland, less than half of the entire star field of Huangquan Galaxy.

The other half of the Huangquan Galaxy is mostly starry deserts, or barren places like the starry sky where the royal city of hundreds of tribes is located.

On the edge of the hell realm, there are actually multiple places like the Royal City of Hundred Clans, with thousands of small tribes. The star field of the Hundred Clans Royal City is just the area where the edge of the hell realm and the edge of the heavenly starry sky meet. It is located to the south of the dark triangle star field and to the north of the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods.

The depth beyond the edge is the wilderness of the universe!

Zhang Ruochen went to Ice King through the wormhole. He was originally very cautious, fearing that a divine war was breaking out there and the starry sky would be shattered.

However, when he came out of the wormhole, he found that Ice King was peaceful and peaceful.

"How could this happen? Did I guess wrong?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at the vast white land full of ice and snow in front of him and released his mental power.

He originally guessed that a drunkard took away the Boundless God and brought him to Ice King. With the hatred between the Ice King and the Boundless God, it is normal for the surrounding star fields to be shattered, let alone the Ice King.

Two rays of divine light flew down from the sky and landed in front of Zhang Ruochen, forming the figures of Xiao Hei and Xue Tu.

"Are you two really happy and free, hiding in Ice King?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuetu said with a bitter face: "What an injustice! In order to help my senior brother clear his grievances, I ran around and fought with the gods of the Dark Temple several times. My soul was injured and it has not recovered yet."

Xiao Hei snorted softly: "What happened to you and the old witch in the Dark Temple? Because of this matter, the Goddess Twelve Houses and the Xuejue family paid a heavy price. It was the Xuejue War God who saw that the situation was out of control and the enemy was rampant, so he Let me return to Ice King first to avoid being assassinated."

Zhang Ruochen saw that Xue Tu was indeed traumatized. Thinking that the Queen of Blood, Prajna, Qishou, Emperor Yu, and Xue Qingsheng had all been robbed one after another, he could naturally understand their situation.

Zhang Ruochen's voice was cold as he said, "Since I'm back, I naturally want to resolve this matter myself. Those who destroy the Goddess Tower and hurt you must pay the price."

Xue Tu and Xiao Hei had already heard about what happened in the Hundred Clans Royal City, and knew how terrifying Zhang Ruochen's combat power was now. The great master had killed two people in a row, and they suddenly became excited.

It's not that he wants revenge, but he wants to take this opportunity to make a lot of money.

"I almost forgot about the real thing!"

Xuetu slapped his forehead and said seriously: "Master wants to see you."

"Fengtian is on Ice King?" Zhang Ruochen's face changed slightly.

…

The Ice Palace is located among the snow-capped mountains. It is a majestic place with a blood-colored sky, holy springs flowing in the mountains, dragons entwining the peaks, Kunpeng spreading its wings, and the plants and trees all giving birth to spirituality.

With a peerless god like the Ice Emperor residing, the earth can be transformed into a divine land.

Ice King and Fengtian were sitting under a crimson sacred tree. The rules around them were chaotic and time and space were active. They were discussing something important and did not want to be heard by other transcendent beings in the universe. Especially that drunkard!

Xuetu and Xiaohei stood in the distance, and Zhang Ruochen walked over step by step, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

It would be strange not to be nervous to see the legendary god named "Death" who is now one of the twenty most powerful giants in the hell world. After all, it was because, one hundred thousand years ago, the Death God was also one of the powerful men who besieged Saint Monk Xumi.

Will the Death God make the same ruthless decision as Qingtian to eliminate future troubles?

"Greetings to Fengtian, Ice Emperor!"

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

The Death God was dressed in red and wearing a veil. His figure was hazy and graceful. Looking at the outline of his figure, he didn't look so scary and ferocious. But she seemed to be completely unable to see Zhang Ruochen, nor could she hear Zhang Ruochen's voice. She simply ignored him!

It was unknown how long it took before the Death God and the Ice Emperor finished their discussion.

Although I couldn't hear what they were talking about, it seemed that they were not talking happily. This could also be seen from the tone of the Death God.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are so brave. You dare to kill the great god of the Temple of Destiny. Do you know that this is a capital crime?" Her voice was pleasant, but it was freezing cold.

Zhang Ruochen felt that his bones were frozen and numb. He said, "Feng Tianmingcha, it was the Fire Ze God who first tried to kill this world master. Do you think this world master will let him kill him?"

"How dare you claim to be a master in front of two gods?" The Death God stared at him.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at her, but his eyes were dark and he could only see endless darkness. Countless particles seemed to pass through his body, and a glance seemed to be able to kill him.

Zhang Ruochen was not panicked. If the Death God really wanted to kill him, he would never choose Ice King Planet, and would never say a word to him.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was thinking about the specific purpose of the Death God.

The chill in the Death God's tone disappeared, and he said calmly: "Your character is not weak, no wonder you can get to this point today. If it were other gods, they would have knelt down and admitted their mistakes after being yelled at by me."

In the distance, Xue Tu and Xiao Hei were already kneeling neatly. Hearing this, they cursed in their hearts.

It was not that their character was weak, but the scolding of the Death God just now contained the mental deterrence of the "death" attribute, like a knife on the neck and a gun pointing at the heart.

It was difficult for the gods to resist this mental deterrence.

The Lord of Death said: "No matter how many reasons you have for killing the great god of the Temple of Destiny, you will surely die. The Lord of Fear will never let you go. Unless you can join the Temple of Destiny and become a member of the Temple of Destiny."

"In this case, your killing of Huo Ze is a personal grudge within the Temple of Destiny, and there is no trampling on the dignity of the temple."

"I want to save your life. Zhang Ruochen, are you willing to join the Death Palace? When you reach the Taixu realm in the future, you will definitely be given the title of God of War."

The Ice Emperor looked at Zhang Ruochen.

How could Zhang Ruochen not know that it was a big deal for an outsider to kill the great god of the Temple of Destiny? Even if the learned ancient gods were willing to testify, it would be impossible to suppress the condemnation of the gods of the Temple of Destiny.

Even if Lord Huo Ze committed a capital crime, it should be the Judgment Department that came forward, not killed by an outsider.

The Lord of Death said again: "Don't rush to refuse! You should want to ask the Lord of Fortune and Happiness, right? It's useless. The Lord of Fortune and Happiness had some good feelings for you because of the God of Blood and Death, and regarded you as his own."

"But, you became the Lord of Xinghuantian and killed the great god of the Temple of Destiny. This is definitely not a good impression on the Lord of Fortune and Happiness."

"Besides, there are only two or three people in the Temple of Destiny who can make the Lord of Fear afraid. The Lord of Fortune and Happiness is definitely not one of them."

"If you surrender to the Palace of Death, not only will I help you deal with the Lord of Fear. I can also take on the anger of Xutian. As for your father, the mistakes he made are unforgivable, but I can make him better in the Temple of Destiny."

"I am different from Qingtian. He thinks you are a hidden danger and will be a hidden danger for the Xumi Saint Monk in the future. Revenge, so I won't let you grow up. "

"But Bentian believes that Xumi's death was not entirely caused by the Hell Realm. Moreover, if he wants to leave after entering the realm of Buddha, no one can stop him. He died for Kunlun Realm, for the morality in his heart, and perhaps for your fulfillment. "

"Actually, there is no point in saying this. If you can really reach the height of killing Bentian in the future, it means that Xumi's choice is correct, and you do have the possibility of preventing the catastrophe. So, what if Bentian dies in your hands? "

"But, how can Bentian take you seriously? If you, a young man, can surpass Bentian and even reach the point where you can kill Bentian, how can Bentian have the face to live in the world? "

Who can become a figure in the heavens? Who was not a first-class genius in the world when he was young?

They have become one of the strongest in the universe. How can they take a genius seriously? Zhang Ruochen is making progress, and so is she?

Zhang Ruochen will always be below her.

Without this spirit, the Death God will not have the heart to subdue Zhang Ruochen.

…

I went out to play mahjong with my friends last night. I only wrote 4,000 words in the afternoon, so I took my computer with me. I wrote the last 2,000 words in the mahjong parlor before I started writing. As a result…

When I was about to write this afternoon, I found that I had left my computer in the mahjong parlor! I was furious!

As a result, I started writing in the evening. It seems that I can only write three more chapters tomorrow!