Xuandi was in no hurry to come forward and planned to take another look.
Since he is known as a Yuanhui-level genius and is valued by many important figures, his behavior and methods of doing things may not be as simple as they appear on the surface. You can take a closer look.
At least now, this old clan emperor who has lived for nearly 30,000 years has not seen Zhang Ruochen thoroughly.
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Among the ten tribes of hell, the Immortal Blood Clan has ten major tribes, the Rakshasa Clan has seven divine kingdoms, and the Shura Clan has twenty-four temples.
Although there are countless forces within the Dead Clan that have established kingdoms, ancient tribes, holy cities, temples..., none of them can reach the level of the ten major tribes of the Undead Vampire Clan.
Because of this, the Death Race is in a unified situation, and the Death Temple has absolute authority and dominance.
As for the undead vampires, the tribe can arm-wrestle with the undead temple, but they may not necessarily obey everything and obey orders everywhere.
There are so many powerful people in the Temple of Death. Among the great saints sent to the royal city of hundreds of tribes, there are many powerful figures in the world.
Uncle Tian is one of them.
Uncle Tian was originally a guest in the Holy Land of Immortal Source. When he heard the news about the defeat of God Son of Magpie, he suddenly became murderous and threw his cup.
Princess Xuelai of the Xianyuan Tribe personally drove the car for him, and the nine silver foxes pulled the car. The great saints of the Temple of Death retreated to both sides, allowing the holy car to rush to the front of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace.
Uncle Tian has a majestic appearance and an extraordinary demeanor.
Princess Xuelai, known as one of the ten beauties on the edge of the hell realm, is gentle and beautiful, with an extraordinary temperament. A few days ago, on behalf of the Xianyuan tribe, she invited Zhang Ruochen to be a guest in the Xianyuan Holy Land, but was ignored by the other party, which somewhat gave birth to something in her heart.
Annoyed.
Today, she brought Uncle Tian here in person, so she naturally felt revengeful.
Uncle Tian stood up on the couch of the holy chariot and said: "Her Royal Highness the Princess was once humiliated in front of Zhang Ruochen's Seven Star Imperial Palace. Today, I will teach him a lesson and let him know that you should not be too crazy."
Princess Xue Lai's face was flawless and white, and she could not tell her emotions. She said calmly: "It's no wonder that the Great Sage Ruochen is too presumptuous because the Xianyuan clan is too presumptuous. Since we are inviting such a distinguished guest as him, it is natural that the clan king will come forward in person.
Enough portion."
Uncle Tian smiled coldly and stepped off the chariot.
Yuan Ji immediately walked over and recounted what happened before in a low voice.
Uncle Tian nodded and said, "You don't have to worry too much, Mr. Yuan. Now that I'm here, I can't allow Zhang Ruochen to continue to show off his power."
Zhang Ruochen's mental power is so strong. Naturally, he heard the conversation between them and suddenly felt in his heart. No wonder so many monks in the royal city of hundreds of clans did not want to see him. It turned out that in the days when he enlightened, he sent the monks from all clans who came to invite and pay homage to him.
excuse me!
It really shouldn’t be!
If you take the time, you must go to each tribe and send gifts of apology.
Uncle Tian looked like a remarkable figure at first glance. Even though the four great sages of the Ten Thousand Death Realm were all captured, he remained calm and confident and shouted: "Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to fight again? The true meaning
Let’s fight to resolve our grievances.”
Zhang Ruochen said: "Can you represent the Temple of Death?"
"Of course! If you defeat me, all the grievances between you and the Temple of Death will be wiped out." Uncle Tian said.
Zhang Ruochen sighed softly: "To be honest, the Son of God Magpie said the same thing before. However, your Temple of Death likes to go back on your word, so how can I trust you?"
The great saints in the Temple of Death were not embarrassed by these words, but their eyes became even colder.
If Zhang Ruochen hadn't held the hostage in his hands, they would have already taken action together to smash the Seven-Star Imperial Palace. How could they talk so much nonsense with him?
Uncle Tian said: "I, Uncle Tian, studied under the God King Mo Dharma. For the sake of my master's reputation, I will not do anything contrary to my promise."
Ling Xi sent a message to Zhang Ruochen and said: "Don't believe him, he just wants to lure you out of the defensive formation of the Seven Star Imperial Palace."
Most of the monks present could see Uncle Tian's purpose, and they all guessed that Zhang Ruochen would not be fooled.
Having taken control of four hostages who are in danger of death, they are already in an invincible position. Why take the risk to have a decisive battle with Uncle Tian?
Moreover, Uncle Tian is such a powerful figure. He is one of the monks with the greatest potential in the Death Temple. He has entered the fifth floor of the Death Pavilion. It is almost impossible for Zhang Ruochen to stand a chance of winning against him.
"Hate is the root of all evil. If there is a chance to resolve it, we must try our best to resolve it."
Zhang Ruochen said something that shocked everyone, then he ignored Lian Xi, turned to look at Uncle Tian, and said, "Okay, I'll trust you for once."
Lian Xi always felt that Zhang Ruochen seemed to be a different person after coming out of the Qiankun Realm this time. How could he be so stupid? Also, how could he say such words as "hatred is the root of all evil"?
Lian Xi glanced at the great saints in the Temple of Death with her beautiful eyes, and raised her voice: "If anything happens to Zhang Ruochen, I will kill the four of them immediately."
There was no way, Zhang Ruochen wanted to die, but she had to stay rational.
Zhang Ruochen tried to kill herself, what should she do?
Zhang Ruochen, who had just walked out of the defensive formation, immediately stopped, shook his head at Lian Xi, and said: "Killing will only make hatred deeper, don't do it! Don't worry, I am confident in this battle."
Prajna, who was standing on the Kunlun Tower, frowned deeply.
She could tell that Zhang Ruochen should be coming from the bottom of his heart and wanted to resolve the hatred and conflicts with the Temple of Death.
This is the strangest thing!
"What happened to him?" Prajna was deeply worried, fearing that Zhang Ruochen would be in trouble in his cultivation and fall into inner demons without knowing it.
He was also afraid that Zhang Ruochen had been taken away by a certain god, so his temperament changed drastically.
The more I think about it, the more uneasy I become.
However, no matter how uneasy or worried he is, he cannot come forward at this moment. He can only wait until this is over before he can test him and understand the situation.
Be calm and don't be confused.
Que felt her mood swings, looked sideways, and then looked away without deliberately asking.
The battle between Zhang Ruochen and Uncle Tian broke out in an instant.
The light of the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead greatly increased, and under the control of Zhang Ruochen's mental power, he cast the Dark Light Curse.
A layer of purple dark light imprisoned Uncle Tian.
"Break it for me."
Uncle Tian stood still, and five trillion rules of the Holy Way surged out of his body, turning into a Tao realm full of corrosion, dilapidation, and destruction. In the Tao realm, bluestone tombstones rose one after another, and the tombstones were engraved with divine inscriptions.
, as if the undead gods were suppressing under the monument, and their momentum was extremely strong.
"Bang!"
The Dark Light Curse, which had always been invincible, was broken by the Dao Domain.
All the great saints in the Death Temple applauded one after another.
Princess Xue Lai's beautiful eyes flashed with gleaming light. Since Zhang Ruochen's most powerful trump card has been destroyed, I think there won't be any suspense in this battle.
Uncle Tian gently waved his right hand.
The countless rules of the holy way were transformed into extremely hot Jin Yu's divine flames, forming three layers of fire waves and rolling towards Zhang Ruochen.
The Jinyu Divine Flame he cultivated has reached the tenth level and is a supreme high-level holy art.
However, the temperature exceeded 100,000 levels, and the use was more subtle than that of the Magpie God Son. It crowded all the spaces and gave Zhang Ruochen no chance to escape.
"receive!"
Zhang Ruochen took out the purple gold gourd and put the Jin Yu Divine Flame that was constantly flowing into the gourd.
Uncle Tian's eyes were stern, and he let Zhang Ruochen take away the divine flames. His body was like a blade in the wind, flying towards Zhang Ruochen along the divine flames. He controlled the fire with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back to create a death seal to the sky.
The energy and light of the divine flames were enough to cover up his aura and figure.
When he was only three feet away from Zhang Ruochen, he waved his hand and printed the seal.
The body movements are graceful and freehand, and the movements are as smooth as flowing water.
As soon as the seal came out, it was like the god of death reaching out with its giant rotten hand. The murderous aura surrounding the seal was sharper than a warrior at the level of a king's sacred weapon.
"It's over!" Uncle Tian thought to himself.
However, what Uncle Tian didn't expect was that after the seal that could smash the stars was struck, it fell into a twisted space, and his arm felt as if it was about to be twisted, and he felt severe pain.
Uncle Tian's expression changed. He really couldn't figure out how Zhang Ruochen could still distort space under the suppression of his five trillion holy rules.
Logically speaking, he should be the master of this space.
"Boom!"
In the surging divine flames, Zhang Ruochen wore the Vulcan armor and struck out a palm print, which exploded with thirty times the attack power and collided with Uncle Tian's Death Seal to the Sky.
Obviously, Zhang Ruochen had already seen through Uncle Tian's strategy. While collecting the Jin Yu Divine Flame, he put his other hand behind his back to form the Dragon and Tiger Prajna Palm.
Around the palm print, a dazzling light of truth appeared, and a universe seemed to appear in the light, with countless stars rising and falling in it.
Just for a moment, the light disappeared.
Uncle Tian flew back and landed on the ground, leaving big craters with footprints on the ground. Finally, with a bang, he hit Princess Xue Lai's holy chariot and stopped.
The holy chariot almost overturned, and Princess Xue Lai, who was sitting on it, almost fell down. The image was quite embarrassing.
Uncle Tian's left hand was bleeding, and he looked at Zhang Ruochen with complicated and wary eyes.
All the monks present were shocked.
Is the body of a demigod so powerful that even Uncle Tian, who has cultivated five trillion rules of the holy way, can't stop him?
Uncle Tian’s physical body is not weak either!
Little did they know that Zhang Ruochen's palm was not only the power of the demigod's physical body, but also had thirty times the attack power of a Qianwen-level high-level holy technique like the Dragon-Tiger Prajna Palm.
Why thirty times the attack power?
God knows why after cultivating the "boundless universe" truth realm, the attack power can reach such a terrifying level, which is beyond Zhang Ruochen's knowledge.
However, this thirty-fold increase is not the physical strength, but the power of the sacred technique of Dragon and Tiger Prajna Palm.
The holy art is driven by the holy energy and the rules of the holy way.
Therefore, even if it is a holy spell with thirty times the attack power, the power it unleashes is still not as good as the full force palm of a demigod's physical body. Only the combined power of the holy spell and the physical body can defeat Uncle Tian.
Moreover, it was Uncle Tian who was so self-righteous that Zhang Ruochen could succeed after being influenced by the power of space.
Through this confrontation, Zhang Ruochen clearly realized that there was still a gap between himself and those great sages who had accumulated a lot of experience at the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Death Realm.
Few of the monks who were watching the battle could see the mystery behind it. They could only see Uncle Tian being beaten to a bloody pulp by Zhang Ruochen, and they were all frightened.
"Zhang Ruochen has only reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm. Could it be that he has the combat power of the Supreme Realm?"
"It's all based on the demigod's physical body. Without giving him a chance to use his physical strength, Uncle Tian can easily win if he stands thousands of miles away. However, I have to admit that Zhang Ruochen is invincible in close combat and his physical strength is intimidating."
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Uncle Tian put away his contempt, the blood marks on his arms disappeared, and said: "Zhang Ruochen, is this your strongest blow?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't want to lie to him, so he nodded and said, "Yes, this is my strongest blow, and it almost consumed all the holy energy in my body."
Uncle Tian wanted to regain his face and chuckled: "The blow just now was just a casual blow of mine, less than 60% of the force. Since your skills stop here, I will fight quickly and defeat you in three moves."
"The Heavenly Sword of the Ending Law."
Uncle Tian took out the holy sword once used by the Mo Dharma God King and strode forward. With every step he took, the rules of the sword path condensed on the blade would increase by one point, and his momentum continued to rise.
His sword intent locked onto Zhang Ruochen, preventing Zhang Ruochen from using his space power again.
Not to mention the monks who were watching the battle nearby, even the monks in the city farther away felt the terrifying sword intent. Their holy souls were affected, as if they were about to be torn apart, and they were extremely uncomfortable.
Xuan Qingying said: "Something is not good. Uncle Tian actually used the Mofa Heavenly Sword. Why didn't the clan emperor stop him?"
Xuan Disha's eyes fell on Zhang Ruochen and said: "Zhang Ruochen's expression is very calm and there is no fear. Well, wait and see."
Uncle Tian raised the knife above his head, and the sky darkened.
Strong winds are blowing everywhere, and murderous intent is rising to the sky.
"Wow!"
This shocking sword strike destroyed many of the Taoist locks, Great Sage inscriptions, and divine patterns around the street. Many monks were suffocated by it.
"Boom!"
The sound of gold and stone colliding was heard.
A figure flew back and hit Princess Xuelai's holy car.
The holy chariot shattered into pieces, and Princess Xuelai flew out with a swish, escaping to the side.
Uncle Tian got up from the ground with a sword in his hand. There was a streak of blood hanging from his mouth. He could no longer maintain a calm expression. He glared at Zhang Ruochen with murderous eyes and shouted: "Didn't you say that the previous blow was yours?"
The strongest power, and the holy energy in the body has been exhausted?"
Zhang Ruochen was wearing Vulcan armor, with divine fire burning on his body. He looked like a young god general, and said in a sincere voice: "That's right!"
"you……"
Being able to say such shameless words made Uncle Tian hate Zhang Ruochen to death.
There were constant scoldings from all around, thinking that Zhang Ruochen was too cheap.
Yan Zhexian, who was standing on the Kun Tower, no longer knew what words to use to describe his mood at this moment. Logically speaking, the Temple of Death was the one who should be despised for bullying the few.
Logically speaking, Uncle Tian relied on his strong cultivation to challenge Zhang Ruochen, who was in the Baiyong realm, and he was the one who should be looked down upon by her.
However, she happened to sympathize with the Temple of Death now, and Zhang Ruochen's behavior could not be called sinister or despicable, it was just angry and funny.
To be precise, it's a bit childish.
It feels like I am deliberately teasing Uncle Tian.
Zhang Ruochen knew very well that he was not playing tricks on anyone, and said seriously: "Brother Tianshu, don't get me wrong, the previous blow was indeed my strongest power. Although the blow just now hurt you, it still used
I can't defeat any external force."
His tone was very modest and he didn't want people to think he was too arrogant.
With this blow just now, Zhang Ruochen indeed mobilized the world power of Qiankun Realm.
"Stop talking anymore. Being humiliated by you today will be a lifelong shame. I will fight you until death." Uncle Tian wiped away the blood on his mouth, his eyes were extremely cold.
If word of what happened today spreads out, he will definitely be laughed at by the entire hell realm.
Even if he burns his blood and longevity, he still has to suppress Zhang Ruochen's arrogant arrogance and wash away the shame on his body.
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Xiaoyu wishes everyone a happy new year and all the best. In the new year, you can read two chapters of "Eternal God Emperor" every day!