God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen is naturally not a person who is looking for trouble. If he had a choice, he would definitely choose the easiest way.

The reason why he hasn't taken action is that he is waiting and watching.

Let the other candidates for the Son of God decide the winner first, and then he decides how much power he will use to complete the second test.

If you can preserve your strength, you must preserve your strength as much as possible.

The current situation is the best outcome for him.

"As long as I choose a low-level divine son, with my strength, I can easily win with only 10% of my strength." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

Without thinking any more, Zhang Ruochen began to circulate the holy energy, pressed his right palm on a raised bone, and injected the holy energy into it.

"call."

A harsh whistling sound sounded from the cliffside of the Blood God Altar.

In an instant, with the Blood God Altar as the center, all the blood energy in the world was spinning, forming a huge whirlpool with a huge momentum.

"Gu Linfeng is only a fourth-level semi-saint, how can he induce such powerful blood energy fluctuations?"

All the candidates for the Son of God felt puzzled.

On the sixth floor of the Blood God Altar, wisps of blood energy gathered together, forming a blood energy cloud thirty feet in diameter.

In the heart of the cloud, there is a silver light shining.

Zhang Ruochen focused his eyes, penetrated the clouds, and saw that the silver brilliance was actually a long-haired man with the head of a human and the body of a snake.

Zhang Ruochen doesn't know the past divine sons of the Blood God Religion, so he doesn't know who this person is, let alone what his strength is?

The long-haired man with the head of a human and the body of a snake took a deep breath and sucked all the blood into his belly. He stood in the air and looked down at Zhang Ruochen below.

He is also a fourth-level semi-saint, but this person exudes an ancient aura, very majestic, and gives the impression that he is like a human-shaped holy mountain standing there.

"Why is there only one person?" Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised.

The long-haired man with the head of a human and the body of a snake said calmly: "Since ancient times, with the cultivation level of the fourth-level semi-saint, I am the only one who has participated in the battle for the Son of God. Therefore, your opponent can only be me."

Zhang Ruochen nodded as if he suddenly realized something, and said: "That's it."

The long-haired man with the head of a human and the body of a snake stared at Zhang Ruochen, shook his head, and said: "The fact that you can reach the sixth floor of the Blood God Altar proves that you have great potential. I don't want to kill you. Just give in!"

"Admit defeat?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, his eyes were firm, and he said: "I will not admit defeat. Today, no one can stop me from ascending to the position of the Son of God."

At this moment, the other Blood God Cult monks are all trying to remember, and want to know who the man with the head of a human and the body of a snake is?

There is no description of him at all in the classics that record the sons of gods throughout the ages.

On the top of the Blood God Altar, the saints of the Blood God Sect also showed doubts, and they were all thinking hard.

"There is no record of this person in the classics. Who is he?"

Everyone's minds were full of questions.

At this moment, the Palace Master of Qianzi Tiangong, who was in charge of all the classics of the Blood God Sect, showed a look of surprise in his eyes and said: "In all the dynasties, only one of the sons of gods is not recorded in the classics."

"who?"

The eyes of the Palace Master of Qianzi Tiangong were a little complicated, and he said: "The first divine son of the Blood God Religion, Blood Spirit Immortal."

Hearing this, everyone looked surprised, and some were even more confused.

Since he is the first divine son of the Blood God Religion, why is it not recorded in the classics?

The Palace Master of Qianzi Tiangong continued: "The Blood Spirit Immortal is the eldest disciple of the Blood God Patriarch. When the Blood God Patriarch founded the Blood God Sect, he was already following the Blood God Patriarch. His talent is very amazing, and the battle for the Son of God is "

"The achievements of the Blood Spirit Immortal are also quite high. He became a great saint and almost became a god. However, after he became strong in cultivation, he rebelled against the Blood God Cult and wanted to set up his own sect. In the end, he was suppressed by the Blood God Patriarch and became a member of the Cult. Removed."

Hearing the narration of the Palace Master of Qianzi Tiangong, everyone felt as if they were listening to a fairy tale and were very shocked.

Characters from myths and legends appeared in front of everyone.

"Really the first generation of the Son of God?"

"Isn't this spiritual body in front of me the descendant of God? Who can be his opponent?"

"The Blood Spirit Immortal is only a little short of becoming a god. Now, he is the strongest person in Kunlun Realm. In the same realm, it is not easy to block one of his moves."

At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Huo Xin's mouth.

Since Gu Linfeng's opponent is the first-generation Son of God, the Blood Spirit Immortal, he must definitely lose. It is obvious that the position of Son of God is already within his grasp.

"God's will, it's all God's will. Originally, Huo Xin had no chance to become the Son of God. Who would have thought that Gu Linfeng had only one opponent, and he was the strongest Son of God in the Blood God Religion since ancient times. Isn't this God's will?"

Even Hai Lingyin and Wei Longxing were a little sad. They had to admit that Huo Xin's luck was very strong, and all the good things happened to him.

"I'll take that one. This kind of luck is too unnatural."

Sun Dadi spat hard. Although he was very reluctant, he had to admit that Huo Xin was about to become the new son of the Blood God.

Everyone thought that Gu Linfeng would definitely admit defeat after learning the identity of the Blood Spirit Immortal.

If you don't admit defeat, your life will be in danger.

The Blood Spirit Fairy flew down from mid-air and stood opposite Zhang Ruochen, with his lower body completely covered by silver scales. He said: "I advise you one last time. It's still too late to admit defeat. Once I take action, you won't even have the chance to admit defeat." have."

Zhang Ruochen was indeed speechless. He never expected that he would meet the strongest son of the Blood God Sect.

This luck... no one else!

Having come this far, there is no reason to admit defeat.

The Blood Spirit Immortal is indeed a figure in myths and legends. However, Zhang Ruochen's achievements may not be comparable to those of the gods in his youth.

If that's the case, what's there to fear?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were still firm. He stretched out his palms wearing the Seven Kills Gloves and made a fighting posture, saying: "Let's fight! To be honest, I have always been curious about how strong the heroes before the Middle Ages were. ?”

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's words, the entire Blood God Sect's monks were even more excited than when they learned the identity of the Blood Spirit Immortal, as if a pot had exploded.

Huo Xin was naturally quite surprised, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "Gu Linfeng, are you so unwilling to give up the position of the Son of God to me, do you have to seek death?"

Wei Longxing and Hai Lingyin also shook their heads, feeling that Gu Linfeng didn't value their lives too much.

Even if they are such proud figures, they would not dare to fight against the Blood Spirit Immortal. Once they fight, they will most likely lose their lives.

Sun Dadi was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he yelled: "Boss Gu, impulsiveness is the devil, calm down, you must stay calm."

The eyes of the Saint of the Blood God Sect showed a look of disappointment, and she sighed softly: "I thought you were a person who knew how to hide your capabilities and bide your time, but I didn't expect that you were dazzled by the position of the Son of God. How could you challenge the Blood Spirit Immortal? Will there be a way to survive?”

Jishui's teeth were biting her lower lip, her eyes were quite cold, and she said to herself: "It's so crazy."

Everyone believed that once Gu Linfeng challenged the Blood Spirit Immortal, he would definitely die.

"Let's take a guess, how many moves of the Blood Spirit Immortal can Gu Linfeng block?" Someone gloated and cheered.

"How many more moves? What kind of person is Blood Spirit Fairy? A great sage from the medieval period, someone who can challenge the Blood God Patriarch. Even if Blood Spirit Fairy only uses one finger, it is enough to crush Gu Linfeng to death, just like pressing an ant to death. ”

Zhang Ruochen's back was straight and he had a strong sense of confidence.

"Okay! I really didn't expect that the Blood God Religion would actually give birth to a descendant as talented as you. I will keep your body intact."

The Blood Spirit Immortal moved his arm, and immediately, a "quacking" sound came from the inside of the Blood God Altar, and a blood-red humanoid skeleton crawled out.

The blood spirit fairy's spiritual body merged with the blood-red skeleton.

Blood Spirit Fairy stretched out a finger, and the fingertips emitted a dazzling silver light, and a powerful wave of power spread out in all directions.

Below the altar, the monks of the Blood God Sect looked towards the sixth-floor altar and could see a dazzling silver color becoming brighter and brighter.

It was as if the Blood Spirit Immortal was holding a star in his hand.

"As expected of the great sage in his youth, any move he makes can be so terrifying. Not to mention a fourth-level half-sage, even a seventh-level half-sage may not be able to block his attack."

Blood Spirit Fairy pointed out, and a silver brilliance broke through the sky like a meteor and fell on Zhang Ruochen's head.

Many monks imagined in their minds that Gu Linfeng's body was torn apart and turned into a ball of blood mist.

However, Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to fight forward, continuously injecting holy energy into the Seven Kills gloves, and dense inscriptions emerged like a spider web.

The powerful palm prints were slapped out and collided with the Blood Spirit Fairy's fingers.

"Boom."

A deafening loud noise sounded from the sixth floor of the Blood God Altar.

Gu Linfeng's body did not fall apart. He just flew backwards for ten feet and quickly landed on the ground, regaining his footing.

What was even more surprising was that the Blood Spirit Immortal took a step back before neutralizing Gu Linfeng's palm.

Gu Linfeng was able to force the Blood Spirit Immortal to retreat?

Many people felt that the scene before them was unreal.

If the Blood Spirit Immortal was strong enough to crush Gu Linfeng, he would definitely not retreat.

"Can Gu Linfeng be able to block a few moves?"

The blood god saint's starry eyes were full of shock, her delicate body was trembling slightly, and the image of Gu Linfeng in her heart was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Gu Linfeng's strength does not seem to be as weak as everyone imagined, and he is also quite a monster.