The Royal City of One Hundred Clans is located on the edge of the Hell Realm, to the south of the Dark Triangle Starfield. It was jointly established by one hundred and thirty-seven small tribes and stretches for thousands of miles in the starry sky.
In terms of defense and grandeur, it is not much worse than the top ten divine cities in the hell realm.
This star field gathers hundreds of large worlds and thousands of life planets.
Eight white-feathered peacocks pulled a gorgeously decorated holy carriage into the city. The carriage was shimmering with holy light and decorated with various exquisite ornaments, such as gourds with green patterns, snow grass, and chalcedony..., highlighting the holy spirit.
The car owner's longing for beauty and pursuit of exquisite life.
The driver was a not very elegant man wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat, which was incompatible with the temperament of the holy car.
Unfortunately, the man held his hat down so no one could see clearly what he looked like.
"stop!"
Outside a gambling city opened by the Yasha tribe, the holy car stopped. The black-robed man raised his head slightly and looked at the copper gate of the gambling city. Standing outside the door were strong men from the holy realm wearing black armor, with a strong momentum.
In the holy car, a pleasant voice sounded: "Why did you stop here?"
"Waiting for a friend." The man in black robe said.
Not long after, an old man with disheveled hair and a hunched back walked out of the casino happily. He kept stroking the space bracelet on his wrist. He had obviously won a lot and was in a beautiful mood.
The Yaksha clan monks guarding the gate of the gambling city all have greedy eyes.
They knew how many sacred stones this old guy had won in the casino, and the chief executive of the casino was so angry that he flew into a rage.
The hunchbacked old man glanced at them, deliberately pretending to be scared, and said: "You, the Yasha clan, are the largest clan in the royal city of hundreds of clans. You value credibility the most. You won't do anything illegal, right?"
A powerful Saint King of the Yaksha tribe said: "Of course not."
"That's good, that's good, I'm scared to death!"
The hunchbacked old man weakly walked down the stairs and was about to leave. Not far away, a voice sounded: "Seven hands!"
The happy smile of the hunchbacked old man disappeared in an instant, and his eyes became deep and menacing. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw the gorgeous white-feathered peacock chariot and the man in black robe half lying at the door.
You can actually see through his true identity, who is he?
It should be noted that the old man with seven hands has survived the divine calamity and his mental power has reached the seventieth level.
The old man with seven hands was not afraid. He walked over and used his mental power to explore the opponent, but the mental power he released disappeared without a trace.
"May I ask who you are?" the old man with seven hands asked cautiously.
The man in black robe looked very lazy. He stretched out a finger to hold up the bamboo hat, revealing half of his extremely handsome face.
The old man Qishou was surprised and happy. He quickly bowed and saluted, saying: "It turns out to be senior brother. Qishou pays homage to senior brother!"
The man in black robe is someone other than Zhang Ruochen.
In the battle of Xinghuantian, Zhang Ruochen was so powerful that he was so powerful that he was invincible in the same realm. It could be said that he suppressed all the strong men in this Yuanhui to the point where they could not hold their heads up. How could the old man with seven hands dare to neglect him?
The old man Qishou worshiped the blood queen as his master. Although he was a registered disciple, his seniority was here and he didn't care that he was older than Zhang Ruochen. He just said "senior brother" and called him out.
Zhang Ruochen put down the bamboo hat on his head and said: "If you don't stay in the Blood Sky Tribe, why do you come to the Hundred Clans King's City to bet and fight? You won't lose the face of the gods if you win the sacred stone of a group of holy monks?"
The old man with seven hands said with a smile: "Didn't I change my body shape and appearance?"
"Do you know how I discovered you? Because you used your mental power when gambling." Zhang Ruochen said.
The old man with seven hands flattered: "That's because senior brother's mental power is so high. Even I, a spiritual god, can't hide it from your perception."
Zhang Ruochen said: "There are many gods in the royal city of hundreds of tribes, and among them there are many who are smarter than me. Can you hide it from them?"
"A person of that level would not pay attention to me, a seventy-level spirit power god. Besides, I came to the casino to help Mr. Pluto find out the news. I was doing business, not like a night tour.
Such idleness."
While the old man with seven hands lifted himself up, he did not forget to step on Master Yeyou.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The Sixth Uncle has also come to the Hundred Clans King's City?"
"Senior brother, don't you know? I thought that senior brother also came here for this matter." The old man with seven hands showed a surprised look.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It seems that something big happened in the Hundred Clans King's City. After entering the city, I already felt that the atmosphere was extremely tense. The number and cultivation level of the patrolling monks were far greater than the last time I came to the Hundred Tribes King's City."
.Come on, take me to see Uncle Liu."
The old man with seven hands looked curiously at the sacred car and asked: "Senior brother, I don't know who is in this car? Junior brother, do you want to kneel down and worship?"
"When did your knees become as weak as Ye You? You are a god." Zhang Ruochen said.
"In front of the real big shots, what do I mean as a seventy-level spiritual power god? It is my honor to be able to worship that majestic supreme senior in the car."
After saying that, the old man with seven hands knelt down and bowed to the holy car.
Just kidding, what is Zhang Ruochen's current identity? He is the Divine Envoy of Tianmu and the Lord of the Heavenly Realm of Xinghuan. He has suppressed great gods. Such a person can only sit outside and drive. You can imagine how scary the people in the car are.
It was said that the person sitting inside was Tianmu, and the old man Qishou absolutely believed it.
And this possibility is not small.
Zhang Ruochen sighed: "You are too deeply affected by the night tour!"
Zhang Ruochen drove forward slowly and asked the old man Qishou to sit next to him. The old man Qishou glanced at the car and did not dare to live or die. He followed the car respectfully and led the way.
He said: "Senior brother has received the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor, but he doesn't know anything about the sword world?"
Zhang Ruochen's heart moved and he said: "Of course I know about the sword world."
The old man with seven hands sighed: "In the battle of Xing Huantian, senior brother used the sword soul of the Sword Ancestor and the six divine swords passed down from the sword world. For a time, it caused a sensation in the world and made all sword cultivators go crazy."
"The gods of Jingyun Pavilion in Destiny Mountain pointed out that the Sword Ancestor's sword soul and six divine swords were obtained by senior brother in the Jiannan Realm, and the Jiannan Realm is part of the ancient Sword Realm and is the south of the Sword Realm."
Zhang Ruochen sneered in his heart. It would be very easy for the Temple of Destiny to know that the sword soul and the six divine swords came from the original temple. Jingyun Pavilion, as the intelligence organization of the Temple of Destiny, cooperates with Xingtian Cliff, Hongchen Peerless Tower, and Feixian Valley.
If they have the same reputation, they will naturally know more.
The old man with seven hands continued: "Gradually, sword cultivators from all over the world heard the news and gathered in this star field. They all wanted to go to the dark triangle star field to find the legendary sword world. It is said that there are ancient lost swords in the sword world.
The temple contains not only a large number of mysteries of the sword, countless powerful magical powers of the sword, but also the legendary source of the sword."
"In recent years, many monks have entered the Dark Triangle Star Territory, but not one of them has come out alive. The monks who were lucky enough to come out are all afraid of it and never dare to go in again."
"Originally, this wave of swords gradually subsided, but not long ago, a major event happened in the world of Tianchu Civilization. The Qingping Sword of Shangqing, a strong swordsman in the Kunlun world 200,000 years ago, was born!"
Zhang Ruochen had a strange look in his eyes and said, "How does the emergence of Qingping Sword have anything to do with the situation in the Hundred Clans Royal City?"
The old man with seven hands said: "Senior brother, don't you know that the previous owner of Qingping Sword, Shangqing, was a swordsman monk who entered the Infinite Realm?"
"So what?" Zhang Ruochen said.
The old man with seven hands said: "Everyone in the world who has become a god with swordsmanship knows that the swordsmanship passed down by the swordsman ancestors has shortcomings. It is almost impossible to reach the immeasurable realm with swordsmanship alone. Even if it existed in history, it would be extremely shocking.
The presence."
“I don’t know which party came from the news, claiming that the Supreme Being was able to enter the Infinite Realm because it found the Sword Realm in the Dark Triangle Star Region two hundred thousand years ago, and relied on the resources in the Sword Realm to succeed in one fell swoop.
"
"How can anyone believe this kind of rumored news?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"No one believed it originally."
The expression of the old man with seven hands became a little nervous, and he said: "But the Dark Temple got involved, and there was a lot of movement. A great god-level swordsman came to the royal city of hundreds of tribes, and dispatched a large number of holy monks from some small tribes.
Start exploring the Dark Triangle Star Territory, hoping to find the Sword Realm with absolutely huge manpower and material resources."
"In this way, those crazy sword cultivators will be more sure of the existence of the sword world. Once they find it, they will be able to soar into the sky and obtain countless resources and a powerful sword inheritance."
"Everything about the Sword Realm is even more impressive. Some people even claim that it is comparable to the world of heaven. If any clan in the Hell Realm finds it, its strength will quickly increase and it will become the new supreme clan."
"No force can resist this kind of attraction. No matter whether the sword world really exists or not, no matter whether the sword world is so rich or not, the major forces will take action upon hearing the news and will not be left behind."
Zhang Ruochen's sharp eyes revealed that there must be a powerful force behind this, perhaps the Dark Temple.
But this doesn't seem to be in the interests of the Dark Temple.
"So the sixth uncle is here too?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The seven-handed old man said: "Master Pluto is in charge of the divine sword passed down by the sword ancestor, and there may be some subtle connections between the sword world. If the sword world really exists, how can the Xuejue family miss this feast? This big family
Zai directly dispatched a holy army to us."
"Not only that, even gods from the Temple of the Immortal have come to contact Lord Pluto and are ready to fully support him in exploring the dark triangle star field. He needs people and things to meet all needs."
Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly and secretly said that exploring the Dark Triangle Star Region does not just require high cultivation level, but requires manpower and material resources.
How many people will die?
"What are the actions of the Temple of Destiny?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The old man with seven hands said: "It's very strange. A lot of news about the Sword World comes from Jingyun Pavilion. But the Temple of Destiny is very restrained and has not taken any action. It is extremely calm."
"The calmer the water surface is, the more unfathomable the water is."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The tail behind is coming up, it's all because of you."
"It's just a few holy realm monks, I'll deal with them right away," said the seven-handed old man.
Zhang Ruochen said: "If you want to live, maybe you can be of some use."
The old man with seven hands had a strange look in his eyes. He really couldn't figure out what use a few holy monks from the Yaksha tribe could have.