God Emperor

The seven-story lantern tower is made of golden sacred wood. Each floor is very open and equipped with tables and chairs. In the past, this place was very lively and could gather thousands of people.

However, it was extremely quiet today, and every floor was deserted.

Zhang Ruochen climbed to the seventh floor of the lantern building, where half of the place was covered with a golden dome and half was in the open air.

A Le and Yin Yuanchen were sitting at two different tables. The same thing was that there was a sword placed on the table.

Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised, because before entering the lamp tower, he didn't sense Yin Yuanchen's aura at all.

Who covered this up?

He looked at the nine-page screen behind the two of them.

In the light, the nine-page screen was golden, and the words, calligraphy and paintings on it were clear and transparent.

Behind the screen is the stargazing terrace, connected to the quiet night.

Zhang Ruochen clearly saw a tall figure holding a penholder behind the screen under the night sky. The silhouette of the screen is mysterious and unpredictable, showing that the invisible is better than the visible.

Yin Yuanchen smiled slightly at Zhang Ruochen and made a gesture of invitation.

Drinking utensils have been placed in front of his table.

Zhang Ruochen stood still and looked at A Le.

Ah Le's cultivation has long since returned to the divine realm, far better than before. Now he is the "Essential Envoy" of the Death Temple of the killer organization, responsible for everything in the hell world.

A Le said: "I met them by chance. I brought them into the Immortal God City in the world of gods."

Yin Yuanchen said: "In fact, it is not accidental. An outstanding swordsman like you will be taken seriously by monks at any level in any big world. In addition, we enter the Immortal God City not because we want to borrow your divine world, but because we want to Use your identity to deceive others.”

In the way of swordsmanship, A Le and Yin Yuanchen took very similar paths, both "wonderful and sinister".

How could Yin Yuanchen not be interested in seeing A Le?

Unfortunately, due to his death and rebuilding, the current A Le is far behind Yin Yuanchen in terms of cultivation level.

Outside the nine-page screen, a powerful voice sounded: "Ruochen, we finally meet! Let's see how my handwriting goes?"

Zhang Ruochen walked around the screen and came to the stargazing terrace.

The night breeze is slightly cool, and the view is wide. You can see the lights of the sacred city below the mountain.

A few steps away, there is a three-foot-long wooden desk with long scrolls of white paper spread across it.

A middle-aged man named Yue Zhi Yuanting put down his pen and stared at Zhang Ruochen, waiting for the ink to dry in the wind.

This look illuminated the night, making Zhang Ruochen feel as if the entire universe was filled with light.

He has frost on his temples and is no longer young, but his face is handsome without any flaws. His thick eyebrows show that he is still full of energy. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, revealing an unpredictable smile.

He has a tall and straight figure and is well-dressed. He has a handsome figure that cannot be destroyed by landslides and cracks on the ground, and an elegant charm with the breeze blowing on his face.

The moving shadow of Givenchy was standing at the edge of the stargazing terrace, ten feet away, blending into the night. When Zhang Ruochen walked out of the nine-page screen, she looked back and nodded gently to him.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him, but he was calm and calm. He lowered his head and looked at the words on the desk and said: "Wen Tianjun's calligraphy is vigorous and thick, like a sword vertically and horizontally like a knife. The writing is a fusion of spirit and Tao, which means killing! Where is this killing directed?"

"What if you point to the Immortal City below?"

Wentianjun's eyes were deep, containing the power to destroy the world, and he said: "In that battle in the hell realm, the heads of the ten clans, led by Yan Renhuan and Shi Beiya, led the gods and set up the Nine Desolate Divine Formation to kill my own son. I am the only one who escaped with my body intact. Should I avenge this bloody feud?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "The old patriarch of the Immortal Vampire Clan is dead!"

"But the hundreds of thousands of years of hatred between the Immortal Vampire Clan and the Kunlun Realm are still there." Wentian Jun said.

In the nine-page screen, Yin Yuanchen and A Le both had solemn eyes. They knew that Zhang Ruochen could not let Wentian Jun destroy the Immortal City. How would the situation develop?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the book table again and read: "Cultivate yourself to respect yourself, cultivate yourself to calm others, cultivate yourself to calm all living beings... This is the article left by the third Confucian ancestor. I want to ask Tianjun about his murderous intention. , isn’t it the Immortal City?”

Since the words "cultivation" are written, it obviously represents Wentianjun's inner restraint, putting all living beings first and personal grudges second.

Wentianjun was once a student of the Third Confucian Patriarch, and it was not surprising that he was influenced by his thoughts.

Wen Tianjun looked at the stars above his head and the underworld galaxies across the sky, and said: "Ten Yuanhui ago, an ancient and unprecedented divine war broke out between heaven and earth, and someone tried to bring peace to future generations. Unfortunately, he was young at the time and could not witness it with his own eyes. . It was that battle that gave rise to our era and our people.”

"Three hundred thousand years ago, Teacher, Nishen Tianzun and others went out to clean up the legacy of the battle ten yuanhui ago. Unfortunately, they were completely defeated. All the gods died in the battle, and no corpses were returned."

"The threat still exists, like a knife hanging above everyone's head. Once it falls, the world will wither."

Zhang Ruochen looked moved and said: "Ask Tianjun, are you referring to the immortal?"

Wentianjun nodded and said: "There may be more than one immortal. They steal the sky and steal the Tao, and feed on the monks in the world to extend their lifespan. Whenever all things are prosperous and gods stand in great numbers, they are the ones who When you eat to replenish yourself, countless civilizations that were once powerful were destroyed in this way, including the swordsmanship civilization you know."

"These are all regarded as small tribulations in history!"

"Three hundred thousand years ago, although the heavens died, they also severely damaged a certain immortal, causing him to lose the ability to destroy the world and support himself. This is how the hell world attacked the heavenly universe later! Thirty Ten thousand years, this world has been in chaos for 300,000 years..."

Zhang Ruochen has long known that there is an invisible hand behind the war between hell and heaven and the universe. Until now, everything has surfaced one by one.

Some of them are naturally unwilling to stay in the Underworld Galaxy, and want to start a war, plunder training resources, and devour living creatures in order to quickly become stronger.

The hell world has indeed done it. In just three hundred thousand years, countless powerful people have been born.

Others were instigated and coerced by mass organizations to promote the war.

Wen Tianjun said: "Three hundred thousand years ago, even if all the heavens fell, the strength of the heavenly universe was still far superior to that of the hell realm. Only the immortals could use their power organizations to push the hell realm to wage war against the heavenly universe, so that they could continue to fight internally and weaken each other. Fang’s strength. Prepare for another small calamity in the future.”

Zhang Ruochen said: "Doesn't it mean that at that time, the immortal's strength was too weak to take action?"

"That should be the case, otherwise He wouldn't have waited until a hundred thousand years ago to launch a small amount of tribulation." Wentianjun nodded.

Zhang Ruochen then told the text left by the second Confucian ancestor in the Treasure Book of Ten Thousand Beasts. There was no need to hide it. Maybe Wen Tianjun had already entered the Treasure Book of Ten Thousand Beasts and knew what was going on inside.

Wentianjun listened quietly.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen told everything about Luo Jianluo and the Sword Temple.

"Jianhundang, dark and strange..."

Wentianjun put on a thoughtful look, shook his head and said: "Sword Soul Dan should not be the target of the war between the heavens back then. It belongs to another branch. If you want to find out the truth, you must go there in person."

Zhang Ruochen said: "The dark and strange strength is probably unfathomable."

Wentianjun looked up to the sky and smiled, and said boldly: "If he was really invincible, he would have been born long ago and dominate the world."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "After all, the cultivation level of Wen Tianjun is unfathomable."

Wentianjun was not pretentious, he accepted it happily and said: "Ruochen, do you know that now is not the time to go to Jianhundang?"

"What do you mean by asking Tianjun that Baal, Seventy-two-pin Lian, Beixi, Kuilianghuang and others are hiding, and they must be cleared first?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Yes, but not entirely."

Wentianjun said: "In the star field of the Rakshasa clan, I fought against the Seventy-two-Rank Lotus, but a sword light came out from Lihentian, blocking me and causing her to escape. I guess that sword light must be related to Jianhundang."

"In other words, Sword Soul Dan, Seventy-two-Rank Lotus, Luo Jianluo, the masters of the Space Temple who have returned with their remaining souls belong to the same faction."

"Bexi, Baal, and the returning Ancient Demon God are related to the unknown battle between the heavens 300,000 years ago. Of course, the Ancient Demon God does not only have the same idea, such as the fifth pillar Meng Ge. "

Zhang Ruochen was curious and said: "Ask Tianjun why he believes that the Ancient Demon God led by Baal is not the faction of Jianhundang?"

"Because this world-destroying struggle is very likely to have started since ancient times. I have been to the Netherworld Dungeon and mastered some information left by the demon. The great demon may be related to a certain immortal. This The Immortal may be the Underworld Ancestor. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the Immortal One is deliberately planning to lead us to speculate on the Underworld Ancestor. There are various possibilities," Wentian Jun said.

What Wentianjun said corroborated with the information Zhang Ruochen had learned before!

Clues have been discovered in the devil's heart of the great devil.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were solemn and he said: "So, doesn't the Nine-Death Emperor also belong to their faction?"

With the relationship between the Nine-Death Emperor and the Great Demon God, it is difficult not to remind Zhang Ruochen of him.

Wen Tianjun said: "To become a strong man, the Nine-Death Emperor must have his own ideas. Don't you want to prove the ancestor of Taoism? Don't you want to live forever? How can you be willing to surrender to others? However, after this battle, the Dark Temple It is completely destroyed, all the forces under him are wiped out, and the Nine-Dead Emperor has been severely damaged by your Grand Master. I am afraid that he has lost the fighting spirit to fight alone in the world and is very likely to form a deep alliance with Baal."

"I just said that you are not entirely right. You are referring to the Nine-Death Emperor. At present, he is a greater threat than anyone else?"

"It is said that Baal has completely recovered his half-ancestral cultivation level?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Wen Tianjun said: "He is a greater threat than Baal. No matter how strong Baal is, Tian Lao can still defeat him. But, do you know about the changes in the Netherworld Dungeon in Kunlun Realm? The great demon is probably not completely dead."