"What is the opportunity within the ghost clan's own star? Why did Zhang Ruochen's cultivation suddenly increase so much?" A god with six corners showed his shadow and asked.
The gods couldn't figure out what happened inside the ghost clan's own star, but they could clearly sense that Zhang Ruochen was no longer what he used to be, and his strength had grown too fast.
Luo Yan, the leader of the Rakshasa tribe's first divine kingdom, "Tianluo Divine Kingdom", showed his divine shadow and asked curiously: "Zhang Ruochen has condensed the second-grade holy will, and it is the fusion of the five Tao holy wills."
, can be said to be invincible in this world. Could it be that he has already obtained the opportunity of the Ancient Divine Nest?"
All the gods of the ghost clan fell into silence, and the worlds of the gods became dead.
The ghost master's eyes were cold and furious.
The stone statue of God Fulu spoke and said: "I haven't received the opportunity yet, but I have passed the test and have the qualifications to receive the opportunity."
Even with the wisdom of the gods, it is somewhat difficult to understand this sentence.
After passing the test, you still can't get the opportunity?
The Blood God of War was in a good mood and asked: "Holy Lord, what is the opportunity for the ancient nest of the gods? Zhang Ruochen has integrated the five holy paths and cultivated the second-level holy will, but he still can't obtain it."
The stone statue of God Fulu said: "This story must be told from 30,000 years ago. At that time, Emperor Fengdu awakened two divine beasts that had been sleeping for endless years in the ancient nest of the gods, the Burial Golden White Tiger and the Swastika Green Dragon.
They are all prehistoric gods."
"Emperor Fengdu intended to suppress them and take them as mounts, but he was blocked by a powerful will deep in the ancient nest of the gods. That will told Emperor Fengdu that the tiger is the king of beasts; the dragon is the lord of all spirits, and the tiger roars
The roar of dragons will turn the world upside down. If you accept them as mounts and suppress them as slaves, you will suffer backlash in the future."
Hearing this, the gods in the hell world all smiled.
Are you kidding me? There is someone in the world who dares to threaten Emperor Fengdu, the strongest ghost clan? Even if he is the Lord of Heavenly Palace, Emperor Fengdu may not take it to heart if he says such a thing.
"The emperor will definitely not be afraid of these dragons and tigers." A ghost god said disdainfully.
The stone statue of God Fulu was silent for a long time and said: "In fact, Emperor Fengdu did not bury the golden white tiger and the swastika green dragon as mounts in the end. I don't know what agreement he reached with the will deep in the ancient nest of the gods.
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"The result is that Emperor Fengdu returned to the hell world with the two beasts, and handed them over to me. He asked me to find suitable young talents at the Hunting Heaven Banquet to be the guide of the two beasts and help them integrate into the current world.
Era. The opportunity within the ghost clan’s own planet is to bury the golden white tiger.”
After hearing this, the gods were stunned and extremely shocked.
With the supreme power of Emperor Fengdu, he still needs to compromise with a will deep in the ancient nest of the gods?
Of course, most of the gods do not think that Emperor Fengdu is afraid of anything. They only think that, as Lord Fulu said, Emperor Fengdu is the one who has achieved some unknown will with the will deep in the ancient nest of the gods.
protocol.
What shocked the gods even more was why they arranged for two young talents to be the guides of two mythical beasts?
Wouldn't it be better if Emperor Fengdu and Lord Fulu personally guided him?
Besides, with the cultivation and wisdom of a mythical beast, is it difficult to integrate into this era? Why is a guide needed?
In the divine world of Blood Jue War God, Blood Jue War God, Pluto, Blood Queen, Blood Yao Lord, and many other gods from the Blood Sky Tribe gathered together.
They were all congratulating the Blood God of War and the Blood Queen. After all, whether Zhang Ruochen cultivated the second-grade holy will or became the leader of the Golden Burying White Tiger, it was an extraordinary joyous event.
The Blood God of War waved his hand and said: "The gods have already said that Zhang Ruochen has only passed the test and has not yet become a leader. In my opinion, since the Golden Burying White Tiger is a prehistoric god, he should not choose his guide easily.
He must have put forward conditions for Zhang Ruochen."
The Blood Queen asked: "What kind of place is the Ancient Divine Nest, and why is Emperor Fengdu so afraid of it?"
The expression of the Blood God of War became serious and he said: "Everyone who has cultivated to become a god, it stands to reason that there is no place in the entire universe that you cannot go to. However, there are some taboo places that even the gods cannot enter."
All the gods looked like they were listening. After all, there were some secrets that even the gods could hardly know, and only giants like the Bloody God of War could access them.
"There are five major prehistoric civilization relics in the universe. Gods who have not survived the Yuanhui catastrophe must not go there. The Ancient God's Nest is one of them. It has been preserved since prehistory. It is a dangerous place of no small importance."
Prehistoric civilization refers to the civilization that existed before the birth of all the heavens and the ten tribes of hell. There are no records in any history books, and some clues can only be found from some prehistoric civilization relics.
There are gods who have done exploration and research in the ruins of prehistoric civilizations. It is generally believed that there was a great destruction of the universe 50,000 Yuanhui ago.
All prehistoric creatures perished.
Therefore, all the clues left behind by the 50,000 Yuanhui are called prehistoric relics.
The so-called "eternal great world" does not refer to prehistoric civilization. It refers to the great world that has survived ten thousand dynasties and has not been destroyed. Such great worlds are already very few.
The so-called "ancient civilization", such as Qianxing Civilization, Tianchu Civilization, etc., are not prehistoric civilizations. They refer to the world that was once immortal, but later encountered a catastrophe like the Kunlun Realm, and the world was destroyed.
, some of them survived and had to move to the secret realm of the universe to hide.
Therefore, ancient civilizations were either strong or weak.
The key point is, how much of the inheritance of the ancient civilization has been preserved? Has the vitality been severely damaged? Has anyone survived?
Because of this, prehistoric relics that have survived the Great Destruction are extremely rare. They are all extremely special places where even gods cannot intrude.
At this time, the ghost master's voice sounded in the Temple of Destiny: "Since the Golden Buried White Tiger was brought back to the hell world by Emperor Fengdu, its leader must be selected from the ghost clan."
The Blood God of War sneered: "In the past thirty thousand years of the ghost clan, there has been no great saint born who can pass the test. Do we have to bury the Golden White Tiger and wait for another thirty thousand years? Or, three Yuanhui?"
"you……"
The ghost master really wants to say that he has a chance to do it.
However, seeing Xu being suppressed by Zhang Ruochen, he really couldn't open his mouth.
Qinglu God King said: "Anyone can be the guide of the Buried Golden White Tiger, but Zhang Ruochen can't do it. This son has deep connections with the Kunlun Realm, Guanghan Realm, and even some gods in Heaven. The purpose of entering the Hell Realm is
If it is impure, it will most likely turn against you in the future.”
"In my opinion, we should let Greedy Infant, Yama Emperor Tu, Luo Shengtian, and Wujiang give it a try. The great opportunity must be firmly in the hands of the hell monks and cannot be taken away by a heavenly monk."
"The Greedy Baby is the divine fetus of the universe. His chances of passing the Golden Tiger Burial Test should be very high."
Although the gods do not know what level of existence the Golden Buried White Tiger and the Swastika Green Dragon are, there must be something extraordinary about them being able to make the Fengdu Ghost Emperor compromise.
Moreover, mastering them is equivalent to mastering the bridge of communication with the Ancient Divine Nest.
If any force can get the support of the Ancient God's Nest, its voice in the hell world can be greatly increased.
The gods of the Nether Clan immediately supported the Qinglu God King and said: "Zhang Ruochen's purpose of breaking into the ghost clan's own star is to save a heavenly slave from the Guanghan Realm. It can be seen that he and the Guanghan Realm are still inseparable.
It may be the opposite. If he gets the support of the Ancient Divine Nest, the consequences will be disastrous."
"Let Wujiang become the leader of the Buried Golden White Tiger, but there will be no such risk. Moreover, the holy will of Wujiang's cultivation is only one step away from reaching the second level."
"Since Zhang Ruochen can use the power of the Golden Burying White Tiger to fuse the second-grade holy will, Wujiang can definitely do the same."
"Honored God, I think we should inform Wujiang and others about the secret of the ghost clan's own star, so that they can compete fairly. Zhang Ruochen is just lucky and has the upper hand. It does not mean that he is the only choice to bury the golden white tiger."
The Blood God of War said in a deep voice: "You are really crazy. In order to bury the Golden White Tiger and the Ancient Divine Nest, you put all the unfounded charges on Zhang Ruochen, a junior."
The Ghost Lord sternly said: "Xue Jue, you can't change the fact that Zhang Ruochen went to the Ghost Clan's own star to save the Heavenly Slaves in the Guanghan Realm, killing countless Ghost Clan souls and injuring many Ghost Clan leaders.
Holy. Isn’t this an act against the hell realm?”
"Isn't there something wrong with this? Zhang Ruochen was invited by Zhu to go to the Ghost Clan's own star to fight to the death. Then, he was besieged by many Great Perfection Saints from the Ghost Clan and the Bone Clan. He has been passively counterattacking and desperately thinking
We just have to survive. When did we rebel against the hell realm?"
Immediately afterwards, Pluto smiled again: "It's a pity that the ghost clan is too weak. Even though there are so many masters, the star of the clan is still destroyed, and even the opportunity is taken away. Who is to blame? Poor weakling."
The ghost master's eyes turned cold and he sneered: "It's useless for you to argue. Now feel proud. No matter how talented Zhang Ruochen is, if he wants to be a slave to heaven and rebels against the hell world, in the end, the Divine Eye of All Realms will definitely not let him
Walk out of the Huntian battlefield alive. Let’s see how you can still laugh at that time.”
The Blood God of War, Pluto, and the Blood Queen all became silent.
They have enough confidence in Zhang Ruochen's strength and talent. However, they are not sure at all about Zhang Ruochen's behavior and thoughts.
Will he, who grew up in the human world, really return to the hell world?
…
"Let him go."
Looking into Zhang Ruochen's sharp sword-like eyes, Yan, who was standing on the wall of the ghost city, felt a sting all over his body, as if he had been hit by a real sword.
"How is it possible, how could this happen, that Zhang Ruochen could actually defeat Seventh Brother?" Yan felt extremely depressed and uncomfortable. His former confidence and pride seemed to have been severely trampled by Zhang Ruochen.
There is no other way but to exchange with Zhang Ruochen.
Xu is the most powerful person in the ghost clan. Even if he is defeated, who can stop Zhang Ruochen?
Now we can only hope that Zhang Ruochen's anger can be calmed down as soon as possible.
"We cannot hand over the Great Sword Master to him."
The pink skull stopped Yan, with a pink bone hand, clasped the shoulder of the Great Sword Manjian, stared at Zhang Ruochen below the city, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, I know that you and the Great Sword Manjian have a deep and righteous relationship.
I will watch him die. If you want him to survive, you have to do one thing for me first."
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes, his eyes were like daggers, and said: "Didn't you see that Ji is right at my feet? I want to kill him like a pig butchered dog."
The pink skull chuckled: "Do you really think you can act unscrupulously on the battlefield of Huntian? He is the most outstanding sage born in the ghost tribe for thousands of years, and there is a high probability that he will become a god. For a heavenly slave, kill
As a future god in the realm of death and hell, even if the gods can tolerate you, the divine eyes of all realms will kill you."
"You want to kill me, but I can't kill you?" Zhang Ruochen sneered.
The pink skull nodded and said: "Yes, that's it. There is no difference between you and those poor Tiannu. They are both our prey."
"If you really want to save the Great Sword Barbarian Sword, go and capture all the Great Sages from the upper three tribes outside the Ghost Clan's own planet, bring them to me, and exchange them with me."
"This is your only chance."
Zhang Ruochen raised his head and glanced out into the sky, vaguely sensing the auras of Prajna, Dasen Luohuang and others.
"Originally I wanted to save my life, but you succeeded in irritating me." Zhang Ruochen said.
Hearing this, Pink Skull was secretly startled, a terrible thought emerged in his heart, and he was about to speak to stop it...
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen activated the 10 million divine patterns in his left leg and stepped on it hard, crushing the ghost body into pieces and turning into a dark ghost cloud.
There was a huge earthquake in the world, and all the monks were shocked by Zhang Ruochen's behavior.
He...he actually dared to kill Ji?
He possesses the body of the Immortal Chaos Ghost Emperor, so naturally he will not die so easily. Billions of ghost mists are flowing rapidly, converging towards the central area, and re-condensing into a ghost body.
"Zhang Ruochen, if you dare to kill me, there will be no place for you in the hell world, and even the Blood God of War will not be able to protect you... you... ah..."
Zhang Ruochen used the power of space to grab Zhu again, condensed a large hand seal of the Divine Fire of Purification, and exploded his ghost body again.
He is obviously not truly immortal. Every time his ghost body is destroyed, his body will become much weaker and the speed of re-condensing the ghost body will slow down.
"The Holy Flower devoured him for me and used his ghost energy to make the Tao Fruit mature as quickly as possible."
Countless Saint-Eating Flower vines shot out from Zhang Ruochen's back and spread into the ghost mist, absorbing the power crazily.
The great sages of the ghost clan in the ghost city were all shocked. Zhang Ruochen was really bold and could do anything.
"Zhang Ruochen, do you know what you are doing? Believe it or not, I will kill the Great Sword Master right now?" said the pink skull.
"If you dare to kill him, when I enter the ghost city, I will remove every bone in your body and feed it to Huang Tian."
Zhang Ruochen left behind the Holy Flower of Eating, controlled ten golden wings, took off, manifested the phantom of the Immovable Ming King thousands of miles high, and stepped hard towards the ghost city below.
"Boom."
The ghost city's formation inscriptions formed a bowl-shaped mask, blocking the attack.
However, many of the formation inscriptions were broken, countless buildings in the ghost city collapsed, and all the souls were crying in fear. Even the powerful men at the level of the Great Sage were trembling with fear.
Once the defense is breached by Zhang Ruochen, the consequences will be disastrous.
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Yesterday was busy all day long. It was already 11pm when I got home. I originally planned to squint for a while and code, but when I opened my eyes, it was already 11am this morning. There was really nothing I could do.
This chapter has 4,000 words, including yesterday’s.
I have nothing to do today, so I can write another chapter of 4,000 words.