God Emperor

The birth of Emperor Fengdu shocked all the most powerful living beings and undead spirits in the universe.

The battle of Tianzun is of great importance, and the outcome will affect the morale of both armies.

Emperor Fengdu took the initiative to challenge Haotian, showing unparalleled confidence.

Haotian, on the other hand, ranked among the heavens three hundred thousand years ago, and was the only three survivors of that unknown battle. His combat power is self-evident.

For 300,000 years, he has always been known as the best in the world, and all the gods in the hell world have acquiesced in this.

Some heaven-level figures even believe that Haotian's cultivation is already higher than that of the Nishen Tianzun from 300,000 years ago.

The battle between Tianzun affects the hearts of every god in heaven and hell. The wedding ceremony in the Temple of Destiny, which should have attracted the attention of the world, has been aroused for more than ten years, but now it is extremely deserted.

The arrival of the huge fleet from the Dark Temple made Destiny Mountain a little lively again.

Zhang Ruochen had long expected the situation at Destiny Mountain and was mentally prepared. However, I never thought about having a big event, nor did I regard it as a happy event, so I felt calm.

Just take this opportunity to see which forces are worth making friends with?

Zhang Ruochen and Wu Yue stepped on the auspicious clouds, bathed in the divine rain, and took the lead to fly off the divine ship. Hundreds of female saints in colorful clothes flew in the sky, scattering flower petals.

In the midst of laughter, the Blood Queen, Blood God Lord, and Pluto led many monks to come forward.

Most of those who can come outside the Temple of Destiny are gods. There are only a few holy monks, but they also have noble status.

There is no doubt that the gods of the Blood Sky Tribe have definitely not left the Temple of Destiny. Representatives of all the major forces in the tribe have appeared.

With the face of the old patriarch present, representatives of each of the nine major tribes of the Immortal Blood Clan also appeared in the crowd.

In addition, Rakshasa gods account for a large part.

The number of the other eight races of gods in the hell world is much smaller, and they can be counted at a glance.

"Master Wuyue Hall, Ruochen Realm Lord, congratulations, congratulations!"

"Today I finally saw the true face of Hall Master Wuyue. She is indeed the most beautiful woman in heaven and hell. Her temperament is even better than that of the Moon Goddess of Guanghan Palace."

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Among the gods, a clear laughter came: "Brother Ruochen, Feng Chen is here to congratulate you two on your happy marriage."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the half of Fengchen Sword God floating in the air, showing a look of surprise, but he didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.

Out of the corner of his eye, he passed by a woman with purple gauze beside Fengchen Sword God, and his eyes met with her, and it was as if a divine lightning struck his soul.

So strong!

Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that there would be such a strong person in the boundless realm of hell.

"Ruochen, my second uncle wishes you a perfect match and a happy marriage." Yan Yu came over, polite and elegant, unlike Yan Luo.

"Thank you, uncle."

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction behind Yan Yu and saw Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, Yan Ying'er, and finally the Ancient God of Learning, so he closed his sleeves and bowed slightly.

"Second uncle, I'll come to visit you and great-grandpa later."

"Don't worry, you are busy today. Someone has already set up a three-course drinking bureau in front of you. If you can't drink them down, they won't let you into the Temple of Destiny." Yan Yu said with a smile.

"oh!"

When Zhang Ruochen was thinking about who was setting up the drinking party, another person came to him: "Chen, take this."

Gong Nanfeng thrust a steaming sacred wood box into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

"This is……"

Zhang Ruochen opened the box and found a pill inside, as green as jade. He smiled and said, "You... why are you doing this?"

Although the purpose of this elixir is unknown, it is of extraordinary quality.

In fact, what Zhang Ruochen wanted to say was, "You are so poor, why do you need to send such a precious gift?" However, after all, it was Gong Nanfeng's intention, how could he say such a thing?

Gong Nanfeng's face was full of worry and he said: "This is a refreshing pill. No matter how much you drink, you can still maintain your sanity."

Zhang Ruochen thoughtfully closed the box and said, "Thank you very much!"

"Ruochen, our Hundred Clans Royal City also sent generous gifts, which have been placed with the God of Blood Yao."

Amul, Jade Spirit God, and Dazzling God appeared in Zhang Ruochen's field of vision, looking at him with smiles.

Zhang Ruochen nodded in response, and then saw Xu Rulai, Que, Prajna, Qing Feiwei, Hai Shangminggong... and other gods from the Temple of Destiny in the crowd.

Goddess Tianyin from the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, Di Lao and Gu Shejing from the Luozu Yunshan Realm, Yan Ting and Wen Chu from the Yan Clan in the Dark Abyss, but unfortunately, Yan Wushen was nowhere to be seen.

There were still many monks staying in Destiny Mountain, familiar faces one after another, but after all, Emperor Ming was not seen.

It's normal to think about it. After all, he is a sinner in the Temple of Destiny. How could he be allowed to appear on such an occasion today?

Zhang Ruochen thought of A Le, Feng Yan, and Xiang Chunan again. If the person he married today was not Wu Yue, and the wedding ceremony was not held at Destiny Mountain, how happy would it be if they could all come?

"Yes, I have this god! Listen, the first sentence is, Thousands of Stars Lianzhu, Yue Lianchen."

In the front, a tall immortal vampire god pointed at the thousands of stars in the sky and composed an impromptu poem.

"Second sentence, Destiny Mountain banquets the gods."

"good!"

"Good poem, good poem, perfect for the occasion!"

…

More and more gods are making noises.

The immortal vampire god smiled and continued with great pride: "All the ancient gods have passed away, and they will not be able to burn out the red candles."

The gods who were making noises all around couldn’t laugh anymore!

Many people turned pale.

If you compose poetry, compose poetry. Why do you mention Tianzun?

This is not writing poetry, it is seeking death.

Just because they haven't left the Destiny Mountain doesn't mean that they are not afraid of the power of the Heavenly Lord. If this poem were spread, some people would think that it was a provocation to the Heavenly Lord.

That immortal vampire god was none other than Huang Bahu, the son of the great clan leader of the Huangtian tribe, also known as the "Poetry Tyrant".

The so-called "poetry tyrant" does not mean that he has a high level of poetry, nor does he have a domineering style of poetry, but that he is very domineering when he writes poetry. No matter who you are, no matter where you are, no matter when, who dares to interrupt him from writing poetry? He will die with you.

He is good at self-destructing the divine source.

The song "A daughter of the Yan family has just grown up" on the Shoutian battlefield was widely circulated in the hell world and became the pinnacle of his suicide attempts over the years. However, as soon as this poem came out today, it reached another peak.

"Don't you think this poem is very powerful?" Huang Bahu was somewhat dissatisfied with the performance of the gods present.

"Okay, what a poem!"

Xuetu smelled of alcohol and was making a lot of noise, but he couldn't even walk steadily.

Lord Xueyao's expression changed, and he stepped forward and dragged Xuetu away.

This small episode passed quickly. Zhang Ruochen and Wu Yue walked towards the Temple of Destiny and encountered the first drinking party not far from the temple gate.

It was Luo Shengtian who set up the situation.

He set up a table and sat there with a cold face.

Next to it, there is a bronze cauldron with a height of three people. Flames are burning under the cauldron, strong liquor is boiling in the cauldron, and the smell of alcohol fills the air.

Zhang Ruochen guessed that he would be in the game, so he walked up and said, "Does the Divine Prince want to have a drinking contest with me?"

"Drinking together?"

Luo Shengtian snorted coldly: "Today is your wedding, not my wedding, nor my family's wedding. Drink that cauldron of the strongest divine wine that I have found throughout the Rakshasa clan. Go over. Don’t even think about using divine power to refine this wine. You can’t refine it!”

In the wine cauldron, blue flames appeared, showing its potency.

The surrounding gods all looked like they were watching the show, and no one came out to rescue Zhang Ruochen.

"The Prince of God personally arranged the wine party. Ruochen Realm Lord, you must drink this wine." The gods of the Rakshasa tribe shouted in unison, all with malicious smiles.

Zhang Ruochen knew that Luo Shengtian had no bad intentions and was just complaining about his sister.

"Okay, I'll drink."

Zhang Ruochen came to the bottom of the wine cauldron, and with a movement of his mental power, a fountain of wine flew up from the cauldron and fell into his mouth.

Yama Huang Tu was in the distance and said: "How long will it take to drink like this? Hurry up and manifest your giant body and drink it all in one gulp."

"Drink all, drink all." The gods said in unison.

Zhang Ruochen spread his arms, and suddenly dense spots of time stamps appeared around him, and the flow of time changed extremely.

The speed of the fountain of wine, which was as thick as a finger, greatly increased, and in an instant, all the strong wine was swallowed into his belly.

Zhang Ruochen's physical body was strong, his face remained calm, but his head was slightly dizzy, and he couldn't help but feel awe in his heart. The tripod divine wine that Luo Shengtian found was indeed amazing. If another great god came here, he would probably be knocked down on the spot.

Luo Shengtian did not show any disappointment and retreated without saying a word.

This wine has great staying power.

Besides, there are two more wine bureaus at the back, each one more difficult than the last, Zhang Ruochen suffered a lot.

Zhang Ruochen and Wu Yue continued walking, and not long after walking, they saw the second wine stall.

Seeing the person arranging the situation, Zhang Ruochen showed a happy look on his face, walked forward quickly and said, "Brother Wushen, I thought you wouldn't come."

The red copper table case was three feet long, blocking Zhang Ruochen's path.

On the table, there are ten yellow-brown clay pots.

Yan Wushen stood at the other end of the table and said with a smile: "When you Zhang Ruochen get married, no matter how big the deal is, I have to put it aside first and come to drink with you."

Zhang Ruochen stopped beside the red copper table and was slightly shocked. He saw the fluctuation of divine power in Yan Wushen's body, and it was clear that he had reached the Taiyi realm.

He didn't have a sundial, so his cultivation speed was simply astonishing.

Yan Wushen was also looking at Zhang Ruochen and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be able to defeat Xu Liao. I don't know whether I should be happy or miserable."

"Whether it's happiness or pain, we are bound to experience it on the road to cultivation. Who doesn't move forward in struggle and suffering?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Wushen smiled cheerfully: "Today we won't talk about cultivation, we will only talk about the wine in the cup. Brother Ruochen, do you still remember what kind of wine this is?"

"How could you not remember that there were twelve flowers in bloom! If it weren't for Brother Wu Shen's wine, it would not have been easy for Ruochen to break through the Hundred Shackles Realm." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Wushen said: "That day, based on our cultivation, we only drank three cups each before reaching the limit. It was really unpleasant. Today, I have collected all the wine in the cellar. Do I dare to get drunk?"

Zhang Ruochen pretended to be accompanying him and said, "I'm just afraid that I won't be intoxicated!"

"I was also afraid that I wouldn't be able to get you drunk, so I added the Dark Divine Spring to the wine." Yan Wushen sat down, like a tiger in the forest, with a calm momentum. He had already opened a clay pot and threw it towards Zhang Ruochen.

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Updating so early today is not to make up for an update, but to miss an update. Mainly because it’s my birthday today, and starting from noon, I also have a three-course drinking party. sweat……