God Emperor

Under the moonlight, by the holy lake, spiritual lanterns are hanging.

This suspended island has a beautiful environment and is planted with sacred trees and spiritual trees. It was once the training ground of Huo Canghai, the great elder of the Space Temple, and now it is the residence of Zhang Ruochen.

Not only Xiang Chunan and Feng Yan, but also three other beautiful figures with different temperaments are also there.

Yu Chenjing is as beautiful as jade, with a folding fan in hand, and a straightforward personality, saying: "I thought that the First Elder was busy with important matters and would not take care of us! I didn't expect that Chu Nan and Yan Shen were so proud that they invited you out as soon as they were invited. !”

"It's not because of our reputation, it's clearly because of my sister-in-law's reputation." Xiang Chunan chuckled and spoke without any scruples.

The engagement between Yu Chenjing and Zhang Ruochen has been spread for a long time and is not a secret.

In front of them, Zhang Ruochen naturally didn't know how to hold it, and after some greetings, he motioned for everyone to sit down.

Because of Chi Kunlun's incident, even the heartless Xiang Chunan couldn't joke anymore.

The atmosphere was quite depressing and dull for a while.

Zhang Ruochen noticed the slightly reserved Fairy Linglong.

She sat dignifiedly next to Yu Chenjing, dressed in white, with a fairy heart and a jade bone, and a calm and quiet expression.

However, this indifference contains a sense of pressure and unnaturalness.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level and identity, except for brothers of life and death like Xiang Chunan and Feng Yan, how could other monks sit at the same table with him as if they were sitting with the heavens, how could they be relaxed and natural?

Sitting next to Feng Yan was Murong Ling.

Although Murong Ling has practiced for more than 300,000 years and is considered an ancient god, he still looks solemn and embarrassed in front of the powerful Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Second brother, why don't you introduce me?"

Feng Yan's face was calm, there was no wind or rain, and he said: "This is my wife, Murong Ling! During the wedding, eldest brother, you were in the Temple of Destiny. I really can't invite you. This is my fault."

Of course Zhang Ruochen knew who Murong Ling was, and he also knew that this marriage was decided by the Heaven of the Wind Clan and the Heaven of the Murong Family.

As the holder of the Pure Yang Divine Sword and the current head of the Feng Clan, Feng Yan is destined to have no choice but to marry.

As for the extent of the relationship between the two, only they themselves know.

However, on the surface, at least they are treating each other with respect.

Wu Yue's figure appeared in Zhang Ruochen's mind, and he felt unspeakably guilty, saying, "It's my fault that I missed your big day. I deserve to drink three drinks as punishment!"

"Three cups are not enough, only three jars are enough." Xiang Chunan said.

"Okay, then three altars."

Zhang Ruochen was about to get wine from the space treasure, but he saw Yu Chenjing wave his sleeve.

"Wow!"

Bronze tripods appeared one after another in the divine mist, suspended in front of everyone's eyes.

She smiled lightly: "When you were practicing in the Temple of Truth, you often drank freely. I have prepared it for you long ago! How about Sanding? This wine is definitely not weak. It has been stored for more than one yuanhui. It is only used in Qianxing Civilization. Come and entertain the God King and the God Lord.”

Recalling his uninhibited and indulgent days, Xiang Chunan originally planned to have a good drink with Zhang Ruochen to relieve the pain of losing his son. When he heard Yu Chenjing's words, he immediately sat back with embarrassment on his face.

With his current level of cultivation, how could he dare to taste the wine served to the God King and Lord?

Fairy Linglong immediately came to his rescue and said: "I have the Dragon Clan's divine wine here. Although it is not as rare as the nectar of the Thousand Star Civilization, it is also made from divine fruits and flowers. It is rich and sweet, and can intoxicate the gods."

As he waved his sleeves, pieces of wine vessels flew out.

The wine vessel is exquisite, only a foot high, but there is something inside it.

A pot is worth a tripod.

Zhang Ruochen stood up, picked up a wine vessel, and said, "Second brother, I respect you!"

Feng Yan also stood up and raised his glass with both hands.

Except for Xiang Chunan, everyone present knew that the three glasses of wine Zhang Ruochen served contained too many emotions.

Xiang Chunan shouted that he wanted to drink with them. He picked up a silver wine bottle and poured a lot of it into his mouth.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhang Ruochen asked: "Chun Nan, why didn't Si Xue come with you?"

Xiang Chunan's mood became a little lower and he said: "In that battle two thousand years ago, Junior Sister was in Zangxu Civilization. In order to resist Qing Cang, she was severely injured and almost died. Her injuries have not recovered yet. Junior Sister has been staying in Zangxu Civilization for these years. Watched by the Temple of Truth.”

"When things stabilize here, I will go to the Temple of Truth to visit the master, hoping to be able to help." Zhang Ruochen said.

Although Zhang Ruochen went to the hell world, the master of the Palace of Truth never wanted to see him.

But Zhang Ruochen has always regarded the Lord of the Hall of Truth as a great benefactor on the road of spiritual practice. If he had not had the heart of truth, he would never have reached this point.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also admired her very much.

Not everyone can give up such a treasure as the Heart of Truth and pass it on to a junior whom they have never met.

In terms of selflessness, there is absolutely no one in heaven who can surpass the Lord of the Palace of Truth.

Xiang Chunan's eyes became quite strange when he thought of his wife scolding Zhang Ruochen at any time.

Yu Chenjing said: "The Heaven-Slaying Conference has now spread all over the world and is making an uproar. The Divine Ancestor asked me to ask you, do you need his old man to come and help you control the Space Temple?"

The rest of the people were all moved.

The Thousand Star Divine Ancestor is the heaven.

If the true form of the gods is sitting in charge, who would dare to make a mistake?

This kind of support from Qianxing Civilization can be described as directly taking sides and completely treating Zhang Ruochen as one of their own.

After all, Yu Chenjing, Yu Cangsheng, and Feng Qingleng are all in the Space Temple, and they can already represent the civilization of thousands of stars. This is also the case with Feng Yan from the Wind Clan, Xiang Chunan from the Temple of Truth, and the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon and Fairy Linglong from the Heavenly Dragon Realm.

But if the gods come in person, the meaning will be completely different.

Xiang Chunan was a little unbelievable and said: "As for alarming the ancestors of the gods? I just killed two emperors, what else can happen?"

"It's not that simple! Behind the Mother Goddess Qivada is the queen of the Demon God Realm. As the emperor, she deserves to die, but it depends on whose hands she dies."

"If you die in the hands of Tianzun, the demon and god world will naturally have no objections."

"But if the great elder Ruochen wants to kill it, where is the face of Houtu? Are you trying to establish your authority by stepping on a dominating world? Who will show your authority?"

It was Murong Ling who said these words.

After the words fell, the whole place was silent.

Feng Yan's face was rather ugly, with a cold look in his eyes.

Murong Ling said quickly: "Ling did not mean to offend the elder, but just reminded the elder that there is such a possibility. Moreover, in addition to Mother Goddess Qiwada, behind Yan Wuque, the master of the Formation Palace, is actually Hou Tu Na The spiritual power of Hou Tu is the best in the world. If he comes, the Heaven-Slaying Conference will definitely..."

"Shut up!"

"Bang!"

Feng Yan placed his palm heavily on the table, and the jade table made of special material collapsed into powder.

Yu Chenjing laughed coldly and said: "A mere Taibai great god actually has deep prejudices against the infinite god. Are you a reminder or a threat? How about the great elder let Yan Wuque go and Qiwa Goddess Damu was sent to the Demon God Realm and handed over to Hou Tu for his disposal?"

Murong Ling smiled slightly and said: "Ling really didn't mean this. You have misunderstood! It's just that the Space Temple is in the center of the storm now. If the Great Elder can invite one of the heavens to take charge, everything will be safe."

Feng Yan looked at Zhang Ruochen with an apologetic look, and then pulled Murong Ling away.

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Ruochen's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Ling Shen is right, Hou Tu is not easy to mess with, but since I dare to preside over the Heaven-Slaying Conference, I am not afraid of any challenge. Murong Huan, the master of the Temple of Time, is The second-largest person in the Murong family, right? I remember, he should be the uncle of the Murong family."

"Hishitami will go back and give him a message. The Space Temple and the Formation Palace are by no means the end. If the Time Temple can't see the general trend, he will be next."

"If he sees the general trend clearly, come to the Space Temple to see me. Maybe I will give him a way to survive!"

Murong Ling stared at Zhang Ruochen, without much fear, and said, "Elder, does he know what kind of cultivation Huanzu is? His old man is not comparable to the master of Zhen Mie Palace. The Murong family is not Zhen Mie Palace either!"

Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent and said: "I have heard of the reputation of the nine major families for a long time! Ten Yuanhui ago, the nine major families combined could be enough to defeat my Zhang family? In this world, your Murong family did not You are qualified to say such strong words in front of me.”

Even if he doesn't call God a disaster, Zhang Ruochen still has the confidence to arm-wrestle with the Murong family.

Today is different from the past.

Murong Ling was obviously intimidated by Zhang Ruochen's aura. She was stunned for a moment and then lowered her attitude and said, "The reason why Tianzun made Lord Ruochen the elder is not to split the heaven."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Yes, so this elder will help Tianzun remove some cancers. Today, for the sake of my second brother, I will let you go. Next time you dare to offend like this, even if I want to spare you, I will The people below will probably try to kill you."

A party broke up unhappy.

Zhang Ruochen picked up the wine glass and started drinking again.

Xiang Chunan had completely understood, and was very embarrassed, saying: "Brother, after all, she is the second brother's wife, and she has given birth to a son and a daughter, so don't get along with her! I assure you, it's impossible There will be a next time.”

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "What guarantee do you have?"

"I……"

Xiang Chunan's face turned red!

Zhang Ruochen's eyes gradually turned cold, and he said: "The Temple of Space and the Palace of Formation have been cleared, and it is normal for the Temple of Time and Murong Huan to feel a sense of crisis. However, Murong Ling has already married to the Wind Clan, but she still loves the Murong family and wants to use her. That descendant of the Demon Ancestor Hou Tu is so brave! Even Xuanyuan Lian is not qualified to participate in this matter, why does she dare to get involved? "

"Someone has evil intentions and wants to drag the Wind Clan into the water so as to hinder me."

Yu Chenjing said: "Is the problem with the Temple of Time so big?"

"Afuya and Bexi were led from Lihentian to Heaven through the Temple of Time. One can imagine how many ancient powerful men the Temple of Time secretly led?"

Zhang Ruochen had one more thing to say, but he didn't tell them that the Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus was probably also connected to the Temple of Time.

If she wants to cultivate the way of time to that point, how could she not go to the Temple of Time? How could it not be borrowed from the secret of time?