The Emperor of Fengdu was born, alarming all the most powerful creatures and dead spirits in the universe.

The battle of the Heavenly Lord is of great importance, and the victory or defeat will affect the morale of the armies on both sides.

The Emperor of Fengdu took the initiative to make an appointment with Haotian, showing unparalleled confidence.

Haotian was ranked among the heavens 300,000 years ago, and was even more the only three survivors in the unknown battle. His combat power was self-evident.

For 300,000 years, it has always been the best in the world, and all the gods in the hell world have made such a promise.

Some heavenly figures even believe that Haotian's cultivation is above the God-Reverse Heavenly Lord 300,000 years ago.

The battle between the Heavenly Lord touched the hearts of every god in the Hell of Heaven. The Temple of Destiny was a wedding ceremony that should have attracted attention from all over the world. It has caused a lot of controversy for more than ten years, but now it is extremely deserted.

The huge bride-sending fleet from the Temple of Darkness flew to restore the mountain of Destiny to a little more lively.

Zhang Ruochen had long expected the situation of the Destiny Mountain and was mentally prepared. However, he never thought of doing a big show, nor did he regard it as a happy event, so he was calm in his heart.

It’s just a chance to see which forces are worth making friends with?

Zhang Ruochen and Wuyue stepped on auspicious clouds, bathed in divine rain, and flew down the divine ship first. Hundreds of colorful women, Saints in the sky, scattering petals.

Amid the laughter, after the blood, the blood shone God, and the king of the Hades led many monks to welcome him.

Most of the people who can come to the Temple of Destiny are gods, and there are only a very small number of monks in the holy realm, but they also have noble identities.

There is no doubt that the gods of the Blood Heaven Tribe have definitely not left the Temple of Destiny. All major forces in the tribe have their own representations.

With the face of the old patriarch, the nine other tribes of the Immortal Vampire clan also appeared in the crowd with representatives.

In addition, the gods of the Rakshasa clan account for a large proportion.

The number of other eight tribes of gods in the Hell Realm is much smaller, and you can count them at a glance.

"Master Wuyue Hall, Ruo Chenjie Zun, congratulations, congratulations!"

"Today I finally saw the true appearance of the Lord Wuyue Hall. He is worthy of being the number one beauty in the hell in heaven and has a better temperament than the moon god in Guanghan Temple."

...

Among the gods, a clear laugh came: "Brother Ruochen, Fengchen is here. Congratulations to you two for establishing a good marriage and having three lives of fate."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the half-broken sword god in the air, showing a look of surprise, but he didn't ask much, just nodded.

Yu Guang skipped over a purple-veiled woman beside Fengchen Sword God, and touched her eyes for a moment, and suddenly felt like a god's electric shock into his soul.

So strong!

Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked, not expecting that there were such a strong man under the infinite realm of the Hell Realm.

"Ruochen, my second uncle wishes you a perfect match and a good prime minister." Yan Yu came over, polite and elegant, not like Yan Luo.

"Thank you, uncle."

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction behind Yan Yu, and saw the map of Yan Huang, Yan Zhexian, Yan Ying'er, and finally the ancient god of learning, so he put his sleeves together and bowed slightly.

"Second uncle, come to visit you and grandpa later."

"Don't worry, you are busy today. Someone is already in front of the three wine shops. If you can't drink them down, they will not let you into the Temple of Destiny." Yan Yu smiled.

"oh!"

When Zhang Ruochen was thinking about who was holding a drink, another person came to him: "Chen, accept this."

Gong Nanfeng stuffed a stormy divine wood box into Zhang Ruochen's hand.

"This is……"

Zhang Ruochen opened the box and found that there was a pill inside, which was as green as jade. He smiled and said, "Why do you... need to be like this?"

Although I don’t know what this elixir is for, it’s of extraordinary rank.

In fact, what Zhang Ruochen wanted to say was, "You are so poor, why should you give such a precious gift?" But, after all, it was Gong Nanfeng's intention, how could he say such words?

Gong Nanfeng looked worried and said, "This is a clear god pill. No matter how much you drink, you can keep your mind still."

Zhang Ruochen thought about it, closed the box and said, "Thank you!"

"Ruochen, our hundred clan royal city has also given a generous gift, and it has been placed on the Blood Ray God Lord."

Amur, Jade Spirit God, Dazzling? The great god appeared in Zhang Ruochen's vision and looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen nodded in response, and then, in the crowd, he saw Xu Tara, Que, Prajna, Qing Feiwei, Hai Shangming Palace, and other gods from the Temple of Destiny.

The God Mother of the Tianyin of the God Kingdom, the Earth Madam and Gushejing of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm, Yan Ting and Wen Chu of the Yan Abyss of the Darkness, but unfortunately, Yan Wushen was not seen.

There are still many monks who stayed in the Mount of Destiny, with familiar faces one after another, but in the end, they did not see Emperor Ming.

It’s normal to think about it. After all, he is a sinner from the Temple of Destiny. How could he have appeared in such an occasion today?

Zhang Ruochen thought of Ale, Feng Yan, and Xiang Chunan. If he married Wuyue today, the marriage ceremony was not on the Mount of Destiny. If they could all come, how happy it would be?

"I have it, I have it! Listen, the first sentence is, the thousand stars are connected to the moon and the dust."

A tall immortal blood tribe god pointed to the sky with a celestial phenomena with thousands of stars in the sky and improvised poems.

"The second sentence, the destiny mountain feasts the gods."

"good!"

"Good poetry, good poetry, meet the situation!"

...

There are more and more gods who are making excitement.

The immortal blood tribe god smiled and continued, "As a result of ancient times, all the gods have passed away, not as soon as the red candlelight goes out."

The gods who were joking around could no longer laugh!

Many people's faces turned pale.

When writing poetry, what do you do to express the Heavenly Lord?

This is not about writing poetry, it is about committing death.

Their failure to leave the Destiny Mountain does not mean that they are not afraid of the power of the Heavenly Lord. If this poem is passed on, some people will think that it is provoking the Heavenly Lord.

The immortal blood tribe god was either someone else, or Huang Dowager, the son of the Huangtian tribe's great clan, and was also known as the "poetry domineering".

The so-called "poetry dominance" is not because he has a high level of poetry writing or the domineering style of poetry, but because he is very domineering when writing poetry. No matter who you are, no matter where or when, who dares to interrupt his poetry writing, he will die with you.

He is good at self-destructing the divine source.

The poem "The Yan family has a daughter growing up" on the battlefield of the sky hunting is widely circulated in the hell world and has become the pinnacle of his life in recent years. However, as soon as this poem is published today, it has reached its peak.

"Don't you think this poem is very powerful?" Huang Dowager was a little dissatisfied with the performance of the gods present.

"Okay, good poetry!"

Xue Tu was drunk and clamored loudly, but he couldn't walk steadily.

The face of the God of Blood Yao changed, and he stepped forward and dragged Xue Tu away.

This little episode passed quickly, and Zhang Ruochen and Wuyue walked towards the Temple of Destiny. They encountered the first wine party not far from the gate of the hall.

The one who set up the game was Luo Shengtian.

He set up a table and sat there with a cold face.

Next to it, there was a three-person-high bronze tripod, with flames burning under the tripod, and the strong wine in the tripod was boiling, and the smell of wine filled the air.

Zhang Ruochen guessed that there must be a game of him, so he walked up and said, "Is Prince God going to fight with me?"

"Wine-selling?"

Luo Shengtian snorted coldly: "Today is your wedding, not my wedding, nor my family's wedding. Drink that cauldron of gods and search for the entire Rakshasa clan and find the most powerful divine wine, so that you can let you go. Don't think about using divine power to refine this wine, you can't refine it!"

There was a blue flame in the wine cauldron, which showed its strength.

The gods around them all showed a look of watching the show, and no one came out to rescue Zhang Ruochen.

"The God Prince set up a wine party in person. If the Dust of the World, this wine must be drunk." The gods of the Rakshasa tribe shouted together, all with malicious smiles.

Zhang Ruochen knew that Luo Shengtian had no bad intentions and was completely speaking for his sister.

"Okay, I'll drink."

Zhang Ruochen came under the cauldron, and with his mental power, a wine spring flew up from the cauldron and fell into his mouth.

Yan Huangtu was in the distance and said, "When will you drink like this? Hurry up and manifest the giant body and drink it all in one gulp."

"Drink all, drink all." The gods said in unison.

Zhang Ruochen spread his arms, and suddenly there were dense spots of time mark lights around him, and the time flow rate changed drastically.

The speed of Jiuquan, which was as thick as a finger, increased greatly. In an instant, a cauldron of strong wine was swallowed into the stomach.

Zhang Ruochen's body was strong and his face did not change, but his head was slightly drowsy. He couldn't help but feel a lot of heart. The Ding God Wine that Luo Shengtian found was indeed amazing. If another great god came, he would probably be knocked down on the spot.

Luo Shengtian did not show any disappointment and retreated without saying a word.

The stamina of this wine is very big.

Besides, there are two wine parties behind, one is harder to break through, and Zhang Ruochen suffered.
To be continued...