God Emperor

After Chi Yao left, Zhang Ruochen continued to discuss the matter of joining the Immortal Sect with the Dragon Lord and the Qiangu Empress.

"Can the Great God Xingtian handle it alone? There are many old evil spirits in the world of Infinite Realm." Zhang Ruochen said.

The Dragon Lord said: "Eighth Sister and Yu Cangsheng are also in the world! The three of them represent the Kunlun Realm, the Tianlong Realm, and the Thousand Stars Civilization. Anyone who dares to touch them is undoubtedly declaring war on us. At least there will be no such thing in the world. people exist.”

The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon and Yu Cangsheng are not gods in the Western universe. According to the rules, they cannot participate in the competition for the interests of the Fengxian Sect.

However, they also have a second identity, Chi Xingtian's fiancée and Zhang Ruochen's fiancée's grandfather. They cannot make profits for their own big world, but they can take action in the name of helping Chi Xingtian and Zhang Ruochen.

After the Dragon Lord returned from the soul world, he had already finalized the marriage between Chi Xingtian and the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon.

Because with Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, no one in the Tianlong world can force him to marry Ao Linglong, even if Jie Tian has already accepted the betrothal gift.

Cultivation strength determines everything.

The Thousand Bones Empress said: "The forces of the Fengxian Sect are spread across many big worlds. There are at least seventy evil gods, and a large number of false gods and great saints are at large. Without sufficient manpower, it is impossible to uproot the Fengxian Sect. Don't cut the grass to eradicate it. , will definitely leave a legacy.”

Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly and said, "Zhuo Fang and the gods of the Space Temple should take action, right?"

"Zhuo Fang and Qing Su have led a group of gods to go out. However, there has been no big movement from other gods in the Space Temple. The situation is a bit delicate." Thousand Bones Empress said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Behind Zhuo Fang is the Sword God Realm. This old guy, Sword Master, covets the wealth, resources, and interests of the Fengxian Sect, but he is unwilling to take action openly for fear of being backlashed in the future. But I am sure , he will definitely mobilize the gods of the Sword God Realm to help Zhuo Fang secretly."

"With the Sword God Realm taking action, plus the Great God Xingtian and Eight Aunts, the Fengxian Sect shouldn't have too many people slipping through the net. Even if there are, they will be hunted down and surrounded by the forces they have offended before, and they will not be able to succeed. "

"Moreover, Tiangong should also be involved and will not let go of this opportunity to control the world."

Who would have thought that Fengxian Sect, an ancient sect with a profound heritage that has been passed down for tens of millions, would be wiped out by Zhang Ruochen?

After the death of Fengxian Cult Master, Zhang Ruochen didn't even need to take action personally. He sat in the Temple of Time in his true form and dispatched various forces to decide their life and death. I don't know how many billions of evil monks were reduced to withered bones and ashes.

This is the strength of the heavens!

Even the heavens may not be able to mobilize such a huge power.

Zhang Ruochen looked into the void with a smile and said: "As for the Space Temple, I had already expected it. It seems that the master of the temple has indeed left seclusion! The Space Temple, Buzhou Mountain, Yuxu..."

The Dragon Lord and Zhang Ruochen stood side by side. They were both handsome and majestic. They were strange men in the world.

The difference is that the Dragon Lord's eyes are more profound and melancholy.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were full of sharp light, as if there was an eternal flame burning.

The Thousand Bones Empress standing with them had her hands behind her back, her hair was as long as a waterfall, her body was as straight as a sword, her eyes contained a heroic spirit that was rare among women in the world, but her aura was weaker. The imperial power of the empress in the sword cannot make up for the aura gap caused by the disparity in cultivation.

However, the three of them, plus Chi Yao, undoubtedly represent the top talent and potential in the Kunlun world, and there are endless possibilities in the future.

And, the future is already here.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Murong Huan probably gave all the secrets of the Temple of Time to the Seventy-two Lotus. Empress, now I can only borrow the secrets from you, plus the special heaven and earth environment of the Temple of Time, to open the sundial. When the time comes, , I can definitely support Uncle Long in practicing together.”

The Dragon Lord was worried and said: "There can't be too many monks who enter the Sundial practice, and every one of them must be completely trusted. It just so happens that we have obtained a lot of precious resources in the soul world and the celestial world, and it will take time to digest them. If there is really ten thousand years of peace, During the cultivation period, I am confident that I can reach the third level of the infinite peak of freedom in one fell swoop, and even become immortal.”

The ten thousand years here are of course ten thousand years in the real world.

Under the sundial, there are more than three million years.

Of course, the Dragon Lord cannot cultivate under the sundial for more than three million years. He needs to proceed step by step, retreat many times, and take steps step by step.

Zhang Ruochen secretly admired it. It was obvious that the Dragon Lord already knew how to take his own path of immortality, so he had such confidence. Otherwise, if we want to break through the indestructible and limitless, can we do it just by practicing hard in seclusion?

…

Under Feng Yan's recommendation, Zhang Ruochen met with the Feng Clan deity "Feng Qianqiu".

Feng Qianqiu is Feng Yan's second grandfather and Feng Tian's second son. Although his hair is gray, he is full of energy and has bright eyes.

Zhang Ruochen got straight to the point and said: "The Temple of Time has been controlled by the Murong family for too long. Inside and outside, top and bottom, almost everyone belongs to them. Although I relied on force to forcibly capture the Temple of Time, in a short period of time, I couldn't control it at all. I can’t control the Temple of Time. Once I leave, the Temple of Time will change. Grandpa Second, I need the support of the Wind Clan!”

Feng Qianqiu seemed very calm and was not surprised at all, but when he heard Zhang Ruochen's "Second Grandpa", a friendly smile appeared on his face and said: "Since the Great Elder calls me Second Grandpa, I will rely on my elders and call him "Second Grandpa". Just be like this!"

"Although you and Yan'er are brothers with different surnames, you are closer than real brothers. You can be regarded as our own members of the Wind Clan."

"The Feng Clan and the Murong Clan have been married for generations, and they have an irreversible friendship. I am a part of you, and you are a part of me. The two families know almost everything about each other's secrets."

"Ruochen, if you want to remove the monks from the Murong family in the Temple of Time, no other force can do it, either openly or secretly. Only the Wind Clan can do it."

"But we are in-laws for generations! Let me tell you something that you may not like to hear. Compared with the depth of the two families that have been deeply bound for many years, the friendship between you and Yan'er seems too thin!"

Feng Qianqiu was able to say these words directly, which gave Zhang Ruochen hope.

If you don't speak out, there is no hope at all.

Saying it means setting a price.

In order to open the sundial and keep the secret, the Murong family's influence in the Temple of Time must first be removed.

At least the core group of people must be dug out and eliminated.

The area affected by the rules of heaven and earth in the Temple of Time is more than a million miles away.

In this area, the world is completely enveloped in the light rain of time. There are a large number of secret areas and restricted areas. It is unknown how many powerful people are hidden.

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly and said gently: "If your two families were really on good terms with each other, why would the Murong family not inform the Feng Clan about such a major event as the return of the ancestor? Would Murong Huan use such a despicable method to plot against Feng Yan?"

"Second Grandpa, if the Murong family really mixes with people like Seventy-two Pinlian, Baer, ​​and Kuilianghuang, Tianzun will definitely not tolerate them. As in-laws for generations, are you clean? Of course. , I absolutely believe in the Wind Clan, it mainly depends on whether Tianzun and other gods believe it."

Feng Qianqiu looked troubled and sighed: "Tailaitian should not be so confused. All this must be the behavior of Murong Huan and Murong Buhuo."

"What's the difference? Murong Tailai is no longer the strongest member of the Murong family, Murong Buhuo is. He is the best representative of the Murong family!"

Zhang Ruochen continued: "Actually, if you want to eliminate the influence of the Murong family in the Temple of Time, you don't have to choose the Wind Clan. With the secret help of Chixia Feixian Valley, Hongchen Peerless Tower, Tiangong, and the Temple of Truth, I can still do it. It just takes more time, the methods are more bloody, and the noise is bigger.”

"As a generational in-law, it will definitely be much gentler for you, the Wind Clan, to come forward. I don't want to kill them all, I just want to restore the purity of the Temple of Time and drive them out."

"For the positions vacated by the Murong family, no suitable monks can be found to take over for a while, so they can be filled by the children of the Wind clan. Of course, the premise is that they are monks from the Wind clan who have no relationship with the Murong family."

Feng Qianqiu was silent for a long time, then clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It seems that we can't bully young Ruochen, okay, that's it! However, I have one condition. The Feng Clan must reserve some places for sundial training."

"Okay, second brother, you can choose the place. I can only trust you. Second grandpa is so treacherous!"

Zhang Ruochen knew that if he was so eager to take over the Temple of Time and was busy clearing out the monks of the Murong family, someone would definitely see through his intentions, so he seemed calm.

"In half a month, I will compile all the Murong family's secrets in the Temple of Time into a book and hand them all over to you."

Feng Qianqiu acted vigorously and left first.

Feng Yan said: "Second Grandpa is a radical in the clan, good at using tricks, and deeply involved in the secular world. Brother, don't mind it too much!"

"No! I just like this kind of radical who dares to break the mold and is good at using methods. Otherwise, how can I fight with the Murong family? This way I can save a lot of effort!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his glass and drank with Feng Yan.

…

A hundred-foot-long holy ship slowly docked on the peninsula where the Temple of Time is located.

Xiao Hei was wearing a smart black suit and a bamboo hat on his head. His aura was invisible, and he pretended to be a great saint. After jumping off the ship, he went straight to the Temple of Time.

Not long after, he had arrived outside the mountain gate, looked up at the majestic temple in the distance, and took off his bamboo hat, revealing his furry cat head.