Rakshasa wings are made of bone and have different textures.
The higher the cultivation level, the more bone wings there are.
The leader of the Rakshasa who flew in front of Gu Shejing had four pairs of bone wings on his back, showing that he had the cultivation level of a great sage.
His name was Zuo Lin. He bowed and saluted Gu Shejing: "Greetings to Tiangemu."
"Meet Tiangemu."
The Rakshasa behind Zuo Lin were all kneeling in the void, looking in awe.
Gu Shejing asked: "What happened over there?"
Zuo Lin looked towards the distance, in the direction where the large group of Rakshasa were flying, and said: "They are going to watch the Blood Life Prison to cross the divine tribulation."
"I got it, go ahead!"
Gu Shejing waved her hand.
This group of Rakshasa, the pressure on their bodies was greatly reduced, their expressions became more relaxed, they spread out their bone wings and flew towards the place where the Blood Hell Prison was undergoing divine tribulation.
Luo Yi whispered to Zhang Ruochen: "Tiangemu is an honorific title. It means something like the goddess of the Destiny Temple, or the divine prince of the Tianluo Temple."
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "Since someone has survived the divine tribulation, why not go and have a look?"
Crossing the divine tribulation is an extremely dangerous thing.
Countless heroes have died at this step.
Zhang Ruochen has entered the Supreme Realm and is only one step away from becoming a god. Naturally, he is very curious about the divine tribulation that makes everyone's expression change. He has seen Pluto go through the divine tribulation, but Pluto's divine tribulation is a heart tribulation.
We crossed over easily.
Based on Zhang Ruochen's level of cultivation at that time, he didn't see anything mysterious at all.
We still know very little about divine tribulation.
Gu Shejing snorted softly: "Aren't you going to leave?"
"There's no hurry." Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Ruochen and Luo Yi flew out of the divine ship, turned into two streams of light, and flew towards the starry sky where the Rakshasa monks gathered in Luozu Yunshan Realm.
Gu Shejing realized that Zhang Ruochen's previous statement about not going to Luozu Yunshan Realm was actually lying to her, or testing her, and she couldn't help but feel annoyed in her heart.
Her dislike for Zhang Ruochen increased even more.
"You are very strong now, but it is still unknown whether you can become a god! If I become a god first, I will have to take care of you."
Gu Shejing flew up and caught up with the two of them.
The monks from Luozu Yunshan Realm saw that Zhang Ruochen and Luo Ji were traveling with Tiangemu, so they glanced at them with scarlet eyes and looked away.
far away.
In the empty space of the universe, there stood a Rakshasa demigod with five pairs of bone wings on his back. The demonic energy under his feet turned into a crimson ocean, vast and tyrannical.
He is about to pass through the bloody prison of divine tribulation.
The Blood Life Prison has been accumulated for eight thousand years. It is one of the true god seeds that has the best chance of entering the divine realm in Luozu Yunshan Realm for thousands of years. It is ranked third grade in the "God Storage Scroll".
Once you break through the realm and become a god, you will have the longevity of Yuanhui and gain the powerful power to look down on all living beings in the world.
At this moment, the mood of Blood Life Prison was naturally agitated, but he tried hard to keep himself calm.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The cultivation level of this Blood Life Prison is not weak. It dares to attack the divine realm. It is obvious that the holy will it has fused has reached the fifth level or above. Luo Zu Yunshan Realm is really full of talents, and no one dares to underestimate it."
Gu Shejing didn't speak, her face was cold.
Crossing the divine tribulation is a very serious matter. If you are not careful, you will die.
The energy fluctuations in the starry sky became boiling and converged towards the Blood Prison.
"Chichi!"
In the pitch-black universe, a long river of flames, thousands of miles long, suddenly formed, winding like a whip, and struck the Blood-Life Prison.
The Blood Prison Chief roared, and all the rules of the Holy Path surged out from his body, fighting against the long river of flames.
"Chichi!"
Below him, fireballs the size of mountains appeared.
A fireball composed of divine fire.
The fireballs condensed together and turned into a strange flower in the starry sky. The temperature was scorching and enveloped the body of Blood Life Prison.
"The divine catastrophe caused by this person is a fire catastrophe." Luo Yi said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "This is easier than the heart tribulation and the emotional tribulation."
"Easier?"
Gu Shejing said: "The Divine Tribulation, what are you afraid of, what will come. What you practice in the Blood Life Prison is the "Ten Chasmic Cold Magic Code", and what you are most afraid of is the divine fire."
The Blood Prison could not withstand it for long. About a quarter of an hour passed, and it was screaming in the fire.
The body burned, and the flesh and blood continued to turn into black ashes.
No one dared to rescue him.
The more you save, the greater the calamity, and you will fall into it yourself.
Half an hour later.
The Blood Hell was burned to death by the calamity fire. The flames gradually dissipated in the void, and the boiling energy fluctuations subsided, leaving nothing behind. All the rules of the holy way he had cultivated were scattered back to the world and became heaven and earth.
part of the rules.
A demigod, created from nothing.
From existence, it returns to nothingness.
The powerful cultivation level during his lifetime, the power to move mountains and seas, and the status respected by countless monks, all disappeared in an instant.
Gu Shejing was very calm, obviously she was used to it, and said: "Let's go! Do you dare to enter Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm?"
Zhang Ruochen felt a little heavy and said, "I heard that even Xingluo in the Temple of Destiny failed to survive the divine calamity?"
Luo Ji nodded and said: "Those who can become gods are rare after all. The stronger the cultivation level, the stronger the divine tribulation. Before going through the divine tribulation, monks had better make more preparations and not have any weaknesses, whether it is a mental weakness.
It’s still a weakness in cultivation.”
Now that we are here, how could Zhang Ruochen not enter Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm?
With his current level of cultivation, he can venture into any dangerous place.
Enter the gate.
Zhang Ruochen sensed drastic changes in the rules of heaven and earth, and there were countless rules of magic.
Dark rules and death rules fill the space, forming magic clouds, ancient mountains of death, and deep pools of darkness.
Compared with the environment of Kunlun Realm where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, this place is another extreme.
In a black sea tens of thousands of miles away not far from the Realm Gate, Zhang Ruochen saw a headless corpse walking out of the sea, exuding terrifying demonic power.
There was thunder and lightning between heaven and earth.
"Meet the Demon God who protects the world."
Gu Shejing flew down to the shore of the Black Sea, saluted the headless corpse, and narrated in a low voice.
Zhang Ruochen had seen this divine corpse once in the Origin Temple.
At that time, it was it, holding a shield and axe, that penetrated the formation of the Origin Temple. Its combat power was shocking.
Zhang Ruochen naturally knew who he was.
In the past, King Qingli of Jiuli Temple in Kunlun Realm, Chi Xingtian.
One hundred thousand years ago, in order to prevent the Huangquan Galaxy from colliding with the Kunlun Realm, and to cut off the energy source of the Huangquan Galaxy, Chi Xingtian and other gods from the Kunlun Realm followed the Ten Tribulations Wentian Lord into the hell realm.
In that battle, although Huangquan Galaxy was successfully stopped.
However, because the news was leaked in advance, someone betrayed Shijie Wentianjun and the others. None of the gods from the Kunlun realm who went there came back alive, and they were all buried in the hell realm.
Chi Xingtian's head was severed and taken to the Underworld to be made into a Xingtian jar.
The headless body transformed into a troll without reason and thinking. He was subdued by the master of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm and became the Demon General who protects the realm.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Chi Xingtian standing in the black sea and couldn't help but think about how heroic the gods of Kunlun Realm were when they fought against the Hell Realm a hundred thousand years ago?
How tragic was it when the gods fell?
They are all trying to give Kunlun Realm a way to survive.
Just like today's ancient civilization factions, if the gods don't fight, they will inevitably perish.
The stronger your cultivation, the greater your responsibility.
Chi Xingtian's headless body sank into the Black Sea again.
Gu Shejing flew back, stared at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Did you see that, if I hadn't been with you, you would have been killed by the Demon General with an ax just now. The monks who broke into Luozu Yunshan Realm will all die. Protector of the Realm
The devil will show no mercy."
"I know, Tiangemu."
Zhang Ruochen joked and was about to leave with Gu Shejing when suddenly, a voice sounded in his mind: "Come see me on a full moon night."
The sound is very weak.
Luo Ji saw something different in Zhang Ruochen's expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
"nothing."
Zhang Ruochen looked up at the red sky and asked, "Is there day and night in Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm? Is there a sun and a moon?"
"Of course, why do you ask?" Gu Shejing said.
"Just curious."
…
The Nine Demons Cave is one of thousands of caves in Luozu Yunshan Realm.
In fact, it can't be called a cave.
Because you can only see the shape of the cave when you look down from a high altitude. The diameter of the cave entrance must be thousands of miles, which can accommodate a planet.
Standing on the ground, I only feel that the area is vast and the demonic energy is steaming, and I have no idea that I am in a cave.
The owner of the Nine Demons Cave is Gushe Yunliu, one of the great demons of Luozu Yunshan Realm.
Gushe Yunliu has a mythical beast mount, the seven-winged demon.
The seven-winged demon is extremely ferocious and has to feed on the flesh and blood of one hundred thousand creatures every month. Ordinary monks dare not approach it because many monks who fed it have been devoured by it.
There is even a great sage among them.
However, in the past thousand years, the Rakshasa monks in the Nine Demons Cave have become more relaxed and no longer worry about being named by the God of Ryū to raise the seven-winged demon.
Because of this matter, Ryuken's fourteen disciples are now responsible for it, and they have never been eaten by the devil.
…
Mu Lingxi wore a large blood robe and led a group of Rakshasa monks towards the Demon Valley.
These Rakshasa monks are all at the semi-saint realm. They practice magic skills and have cold eyes. They are obviously unruly and cruel people. However, when they come outside the Demon Valley, they are all trembling with fear.
, my legs became weak and I stopped, not daring to move forward.
"What's wrong? Why did you stop again?"
Mu Lingxi had long black hair hanging down on both sides of her face, her skin was as white as porcelain, there was a red phoenix mark between her eyebrows, and there was a hint of agility hidden in her cold eyes.
"Master Mu, this... it's better for you to go in by yourself!"
"That's right. Regarding feeding, it's unnecessary for us to go in."
…
She held her hands behind her back, rolled her eyelids, and raised her eyelashes, and said: "With me walking with you, what do you have to be afraid of? Demon Chan has now become a vegetarian and will not eat you. Trust me!"
"What if you switch to eating meat again?"
"How could Master Moyu suddenly change to a vegetarian diet after eating flesh and blood for so many years? What if he sees us and wants to taste flesh and blood?"
"Master Mu, let us go!"
Those Rakshasa monks shook their heads vigorously, unwilling to take another step.
Mu Lingxi also shook his head and said: "You are so timid and fearful, do you deserve to be called a demon monk? The face of the Rakshasa clan, the most dangerous place, has been completely disgraced by you! In the future, you want to attack the realm of the Great Sage, and even
In the realm of gods, there is little hope. Well, I won’t embarrass you, just keep the green olives you picked these past few days and let’s go!”
As if they had been granted amnesty, the Rakshasa monks placed their space cloth belts in front of Mu Lingxi.
Then, escape quickly.
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