The battle of hunting for the sky, which lasted for a hundred days, finally came to an end.

All the monks participating in the war in the ten clans were teleported back to the Mount of Destiny by the eyes of the gods of all worlds. All the clans suffered casualties and were killed or injured, and the battle was considered very cruel.

The surviving Tiannu was also teleported back, with a total of 3,456 people, most of whom were semi-saints or saints, who were missed the net, and their points were pitifully small.

Among them, there are only four great saints, Tiannu, who have killed the monks of the Immortal Blood Clan, saved their lives and gained freedom.

The remaining more than 3,000 Tiannu were killed on the spot, and the flesh and blood and holy souls were eaten by monks of various tribes, which was even worse than dying on the battlefield of the sky hunting.

The integral data on the diamond lens has disappeared, and no one knows the result of the battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen at the last moment. All the monks involved were waiting anxiously.

"The sound of tiger roar and dragon roar sounded, and the picture reflected by the divine eyes of all worlds was broken. I don't know what happened?"

"How come there is a tiger roar and a dragon roar on the battlefield of sky hunting?"

"Can it be the gods involved in the battle of hunting the sky? At that time, I felt an extremely powerful divine power. If it weren't for the God Eyes of All Realms teleported me away in time, I'm afraid I'd been shattered by the roar." A great saint who had just entered the Immortal Realm said with lingering fear.

At that time, he happened to stay behind the stars of the ghost clan.

A great sage from the Qinglu Temple whispered to the Vajrainian, saying, "Senior Brother Vajrainian, the battle to hunt the sky has ended, why haven't Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen come back yet?"

The corner of the Vain's mouth raised and said, "There was indeed some accidents on the battlefield of hunting the sky. I'm afraid they won't be able to come back!"

This sentence was heard by many monks.

So they all came forward to ask about the specific situation, but the Vayashi hugged her hands in front of her chest, very cold, and looked ridiculous, and ignored them. Apart from the monks in the Qinglu Temple, in this era, he only looked down on Zhang Ruochen, Que, Yan Wushen and others. In his opinion, other monks were not qualified to talk to him.

The great saints of the Immortal Vampire gathered together. When they heard the words of the Vaginal Infant, they all looked solemn and were more anxious than any clan.

Only Mo Yin is still calm and unbelievable, not believing that Zhang Ruochen will have an accident. You must know that if Zhang Ruochen fell on the battlefield of hunting the sky, she would die with her.

Of course, ordinary monks don’t know this secret.

Even most monks had no idea that she was a parasitic plant cultivated by Zhang Ruochen.

Lianxi, Zhuo, Zhou Zhen, Shentu Yunkong, who followed Zhang Ruochen to attend the Heavenly Hunting Banquet, were still in Mingxi. When they heard all kinds of news about Zhang Ruochen, they immediately felt that the sky had collapsed.

In the Hell Realm, if they were not protected by Zhang Ruochen, they might immediately become bloody food.

At this moment, a monk from the Rakshasa clan was walking past them while holding a Tiannu's thigh.

They were all nervous, and for the first time they deeply realized that Zhang Ruochen was so important to them, and that his life was so fragile.

"Zhang Ruochen, you must not die. If you die, what should we do?" Zhou Zhen thought with a bitter face.

Lan Xi habitually looked up and looked at the sky.

There is nothing in the sky.

However, in the past hundred days of the Battle of Sky Hunting, she has seen from the projected images of the sky with her own eyes that Zhang Ruochen has created miracles again and again, step by step to the peak of the battlefield of Sky Hunting.

The man seemed to have endless combat power inside his body and would never fall down.

"He probably won't fall on the last day." Lian Xi thought so in her heart.

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It seemed that after sleeping for a thousand years, Zhang Ruochen's burning and painful body was moistened by a cool force, and the pain disappeared, and replaced by an extremely comfortable and pleasant feeling.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and found himself lying on the white beach.

Although the sun in the sky is bright, the light is not so dazzling. It shines on the body, warm, as if bathing in a divine spring, and the whole body is relaxed.

In the distance, the sea water is blue and rippling, and seabirds swooped and ate fish. The scenery is beautiful and vibrant, which is completely different from the dark and dead environment of hell.

Beside me, a giant tree as high as a hundred meters, grew green leaves and hanged down dense branches, like a green umbrella. On the leaves, crystal light radiated, like white rain.

After sitting up, a hint of confusion appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face and he said to himself: "Where am I?"

"This is the divine realm world of the God of Fulu!" A voice sounded.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head and saw a white tiger about five meters long lying beside him. His head was huge and his butt was extremely fat, and he could be considered to be bulging in front and raised back.

What's strange is that it has no hair on its body, its skin is as white as jade, and there is a golden word "官网" on its head.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, he immediately stood up, and asked cautiously: "Senior, is it you?"

"It's me, of course it's me."

The white tiger in Burial turned over and stood up, shaking the sand on its body.

In the Ghost Clan's star, when Zhang Ruochen first saw the White Tiger buried in the Golden Tiger, it exuded a terrifying power, its body was extremely large, and a head could fill Zhang Ruochen's vision.

And its current appearance is bigger than an ordinary tiger, and its momentum is completely restrained.

The only special feature is that the whole body is hairless.

Zhang Ruochen thought of something, his face changed, and he said, "This is the divine realm world of the God of Fulu?"

Immediately afterwards, he carefully observed the surroundings.

Where does this look like a world of divine realm?

There is no difference from a real world.

Release mental power to explore, and completely unable to perceive the margins of the world.

The more you explore, the more frightened you are.

In this divine realm world, there are not only mountains, rivers and oceans, but also various creatures. Some powerful creatures have even reached the realm of the Great Saint of the Immortal Realm.

As for whether there are more powerful creatures farther away from the world, it is unknown.

What I don’t know is whether these creatures were captured by the God of Fulu or were naturally conceived. If it were the latter, then Zhang Ruochen had to say that the God of Fulu must be based on merit and his cultivation has reached an unpredictable level.

One person is a big world.

He is the Creator of this world.

"No, the gods can know everything in the divine realm world. Will the God of Fortune already know some of my memories, or read my thoughts directly?" Zhang Ruochen's heart became uneasy.

Faced with a terrifying strong man whom he could not guess, it was difficult for Zhang Ruochen to remain calm.

The sound of the white tiger buried in the golden gold sounded in Zhang Ruochen's mind: "Don't worry, you have merged with my extreme gold burial energy. I have me to protect you, and there is no god, and you can read your memories and thoughts. Even the God Lord will not do it."

Zhang Ruochen stared at it and his mood became even worse.

It's over, with this tiger here, don't think of keeping any secrets in the future.

Burying Jin Baihu said: "Don't worry, I won't read your ideas anytime, anywhere."

I said no, why are I reading it all the time now?

Burying Jin Baihu said: "If you don't ask me, of course I can only read it. Besides, this is the world of the God of Fulu. You don't seem to want to reveal some secrets and cannot speak, so I can only read your thoughts and communicate with you."

Zhang Ruochen was completely speechless and wanted to turn his brain into blank.

Burying Jin Baihu said: "Don't be so nervous. You have passed my test and are now my guide. Our destiny is connected. You don't have to be careful of me."

"You are a god in the hell world." Zhang Ruochen thought so.

Burying the White Tiger said: "No, I do not belong to the Hell Realm, I come from the ancient god's nest."

Although Zhang Ruochen had already guessed, he was still shocked when he heard that the white tiger in the funeral confessed it in person.

The ancient god nest is one of the most mysterious places in the universe and is called the ruins of prehistoric civilization.

Zhang Ruochen relaxed a little, finally spoke and asked, "You just said, I am your guide. What does this mean?"

"Since you are awake, go with me to meet the God of Fulu. He will tell you what the guide is. Come on my back and I will take you to see him."

Zhang Ruochen showed a hesitant look and said, "This...is not good! It's better for seniors to lead me in front, I'll fly in the back, just keep up."

Just kidding, the one in front of you is a divine beast in the ancient divine nest, and can be on the same level as the gods in the hell world.

No god dares to treat it as a mount.

How dare he be a great saint?

"By your cultivation, you can't get there for ten years. Don't be too slow to come, come up." said the White Tiger Burial.

Seeing that it seemed to be serious, Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, stopped hesitation, jumped and flew onto its back.

It's really too dreamy. The Great Sage can actually fly on a divine beast.

"Wow—"

A peaceful white light burst out from the body of the white tiger in the Burial Golden, turning into a light, flying in a certain direction in the divine realm world, and crashing into the void. The position where the void was hit, regular patterns appeared.

It flashed for a moment, and the regular lines disappeared again.

"The injuries on my body seem to have healed." Zhang Ruochen said.

The White Tiger of Burial Gold guessed what Zhang Ruochen thought and said, "Don't worry so much. Half of your injuries were cured by me for your help. The God of Fulu did not investigate you, and I didn't know that you have the heart of truth."

Zhang Ruochen fainted and wanted to jump off the white tiger buried in the golden gold.

Really, there is no secret at all.

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen calmed down and said to himself, "Calm, be calm. Because I have integrated the Qi of the Extreme Dao Burial Gold, it can read my thoughts anytime and anywhere. Other gods will definitely not be able to do it."

"You are right, it's true. In a sense, the relationship between us is closer and more equal than the relationship between you humans and husband. You should absolutely trust me." said Baihu, the Burial Golden White Tiger.
To be continued...