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

The reason why he has never taken action is just waiting and watching.

Let other candidates of the Son of God decide the outcome first, and then decide how many powers he uses to complete the second level of assessment.

If you can preserve your strength, you must try your best to preserve your strength.

This situation is the best result for him.

"Just choose a lower-level son of god, with my strength, I can win easily with only one hundred percent of my strength." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

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

"call."

There was a harsh whistling sound at the edge of the cliff of the Blood God Altar.

In an instant, with the Blood God Altar as the center, all the blood and energy in the world were rotating, forming a huge vortex with a huge momentum.

"Gu Linfeng is only a fourth-level half-saint cultivation. How could he attract such a powerful fluctuation of blood and energy?"

All the candidates for the Son of God were puzzled.

On the sixth floor of the Blood God Altar, strands of blood and energy gathered over, forming a cloud of blood and energy with a diameter of thirty meters.

In the heart of the clouds, there was a silver light flashing.

Zhang Ruochen gathered his eyes and penetrated the clouds. He saw that the silver light turned out to be a man with a snake body.

Zhang Ruochen did not know the sons of the Blood God Sect, so he did not know who this person was, nor how powerful he was?

The long man with a human and snake body took a deep breath, sucked all his blood and energy into his abdomen, stood in the air, looking down at Zhang Ruochen below.

He is also a fourth-level half-saint, but a stream of ancient aura emanates from this person, which is very majestic, giving people the feeling that it looks like a human-shaped holy mountain standing there.

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

The long man with a human and snake body said lightly: "Since ancient times, I have only participated in the battle for the Son of God with the cultivation of a fourth-level and a half-saint. Therefore, your opponent is only me."

Zhang Ruochen nodded as if he suddenly realized and said, "So that's it."

The long man with a human and snake body stared at Zhang Ruochen, shook his head, and said, "You can climb to the sixth floor of the Blood God Altar, which proves that you have great potential. I don't want to kill you. Give up!"

"Give up?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, his eyes firmly 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, other monks of the Blood God Cult are all trying to recall, wanting to know who the man with a human and snake body is?

There is no description of the Son of God in history.

At the top of the Blood God Altar, the saints of the Blood God Cult also showed doubtful expressions, all of whom were thinking hard.

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

Everyone's hearts were full of questions.

At this moment, the palace master of the Qian-character Tiangong, who was in charge of all the classics of the Blood God Cult, showed a look of surprise in his eyes and said, "There are only one son of the gods in all dynasties who have not recorded them in the classics."

"who?"

The eyes of the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace were a little complicated, and he said, "The first son of the Blood God Sect, the Blood Spirit Immortal."

Hearing this, everyone showed a look of surprise, and some people were even more confused.

Since he is the first son of the Blood God Sect, how could he not be recorded in the scriptures?

The palace master of Gan Tiangong continued, "The Blood Spirit Immortal is the eldest disciple of the Blood God Patriarch. When the Blood God Patriarch founded the Blood God Cult, he had already followed the Blood God Patriarch. His talent was amazing. When the God Son was fighting for the battle, he climbed to the eighth floor of the Blood God Altar."

"The Blood Spirit Immortal has also achieved great success. He became a great saint and almost became a god. However, after his cultivation was strong, he actually rebelled against the Blood God Sect and wanted to establish his own business. He was eventually killed by the Blood God Ancestor and removed from the sect."

When everyone heard the story of the Palace Master of Gan’s name, the word "Gan" was as if they were listening to mythological stories, they were very shocked.

A character in the mythology and legend actually appeared in front of everyone.

"Is it really the first generation of God's Son?"

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

"The Blood Spirit Immortal is only a little bit long to become a god. Now, he is the most powerful person in Kunlun Realm. At the same level, it is not easy to block his move."

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

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

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

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

"I'm going to go there, this luck is too terrible."

Sun Dadi spat hard. Although he was very unwilling to accept it, he had to admit that Huo Xin would soon become the new son of the Blood God Sect.

Everyone believes that Gu Linfeng will definitely admit defeat when he learns the identity of the Blood Spirit Immortal.

If you refuse to give up, you will be in danger of your life.

The Blood Spirit Fairy flew down from the air and stood opposite Zhang Ruochen, her lower body was completely covered with silver scales, and said, "I advise you for the last time. Now I admit defeat, it's still time. Once I take action, you won't even have the chance to admit defeat."

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

This luck...no one is there!

Having reached this point, there is naturally no reason to admit defeat.

The Blood Spirit Immortal is indeed a character in mythology and legends. However, even the gods of Zhang Ruochen may not be able to compare with Zhang Ruochen's achievements when he was young.

If that's the case, what else can I fear?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were still very firm. He stretched out his palm wearing the Qikill gloves and made a fight posture, saying, "Fight! To be honest, I have always been very curious about how strong the heroes of the Middle Ages were?"

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's words, the entire Blood God Cultivator was even more excited than when he learned about the identity of the Blood Spirit Immortal before, as if he was in a panic.

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, and you have to seek death?"

Wei Longxing and Hai Lingyin also shook their heads repeatedly, feeling that Gu Linfeng did not cherish his life too much.

Even a proud person like the two of them dare not fight against the Blood Spirit Immortal. Once they fight, they may lose their lives.

Sun Dadi was stunned for a moment, and after waking up, he yelled: "Boss Gu, impulse is a devil, be calm, be sure to stay calm."

The eyes of the Saint of the Blood God Sect showed a look of disappointment, and she sighed softly: "I originally thought you were a person who knew how to hide your strength and keep a low profile, but I didn't expect that I was blinded by the position of the Son of God. How could I survive by challenging the Blood Spirit Immortal?"

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

Everyone believes that once Gu Linfeng challenges the Blood Spirit Immortal, he will definitely die.

"Let's guess, how many moves can Gu Linfeng block the Blood Spirit Immortal?" Someone was gloating and cheering.

"A few more moves? What kind of person is the Blood Spirit Immortal? The great sage in the Middle Ages can challenge the Blood God Patriarch. Even if the Blood Spirit Immortal only has one finger, it is enough to press Gu Linfeng to death, just like an ant."

Zhang Ruochen's waist and back were straight, and he had a strong sense of confidence on his body.

"Okay! I really didn't expect that the Blood God Sect would give birth to a junior who is as good as you, so I will keep your entire body."

With a move of the Blood Spirit Fairy's arm, a "rattle" sound came from inside the Blood God Altar, and a blood-red human-shaped skeleton crawled out.

The spiritual body of the Blood Spirit Immortal is fused with the blood-red skeleton.

The Blood Spirit Fairy stretched out a finger, and the bright silver light emitted from the fingertips, and a powerful wave of power scattered out.

Below the altar, the monks of the Blood God Cult look at the sixth floor altar and could see a dazzling silver color becoming brighter and brighter.

Just like, the Blood Spirit Fairy was holding a star in her hand.

"I am worthy of being the Great Saint when I was young. Any move is so terrifying. Not to mention a fourth-level and a half-saint, even a seventh-level and a half-saint may not be able to block his attack."

The Blood Spirit Fairy pointed out, and a silver light ray was like a meteor breaking through the sky and landing on Zhang Ruochen's head.

Many monks imagined in their minds that Gu Linfeng's body was split into pieces and turned into a blood mist.

However, Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to fight and injected the holy energy into the Qikill boxing gloves. The dense inscriptions appeared, like a spider web.

The powerful palm prints were slapped out and collided with the fingers of the Blood Spirit Immortal.

"Boom."

On the sixth floor of the Blood God Altar, a deafening sound rang.

Gu Linfeng's body was not split into pieces, but just flew backwards for more than ten feet, and soon landed on the ground and stood firm again.

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

Gu Linfeng could actually force the Blood Spirit Immortal to retreat?

Many people think that the scene in front of them is very unreal.

If the Blood Spirit Immortal is so powerful that he can crush Gu Linfeng, he will definitely not retreat.

"Can Gu Linfeng block a few moves?"

The starry eyes of the Saint of the Blood God Sect were all shocked, and the delicate body trembled slightly. Gu Linfeng's image in her heart was changing drastically.
Chapter completed!