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Chapter 2527 Shishu

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "We have already decided the outcome, why do we still have to fight?"

"..." Uncle Tian said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "We agreed to decide the outcome, so why do we have to decide between life and death now? Could it be said that all of you in the Temple of Death are really those who go back on your word?"

Seeing the great saints of the Death Temple staring at them with murderous eyes, Zhang Ruochen calmed their emotions and said: "Everyone, I don't mean to verbally attack the entire Death Temple. I just think that it is not good for you to do this and it will damage the face of the temple. Death.

Where to put the faces of the gods in the temple?"

As soon as these words came out, those spectators who were displeased with Zhang Ruochen all looked at the powerful men in the Temple of Death with strange eyes.

These monks in the Temple of Death have indeed made a lot of jokes today.

Although the monks of all races in the Hundred Races Royal City did not say it with their mouths, they were very contemptuous in their hearts. The so-called upper three races, the so-called temple of the dead, and the great saints who came out were nothing more than this.

The Temple of Death still wants to lose face after all.

Uncle Tian suppressed his angry emotions and snorted coldly: "I'm not defeated yet, how can I say the winner has been decided?"

Originally, the powerful men from the Temple of Death were waiting to persuade Uncle Tian not to fight Zhang Ruochen alone, but to attack together.

Uncle Tian saw their thoughts and secretly sent a message: "You can't take action. There are monks from the ten major clans in the royal city of the Hundred Clans. The goddess of the Temple of Destiny is also nearby. The Temple of Death can no longer be embarrassed! In this battle, even if we fight to the death,

, I also want to take down Zhang Ruochen."

The monks in the Temple of Death felt the determination of Uncle Tian, ​​and they all had serious expressions on their faces, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

At the critical moment, Uncle Tian may self-destruct the Holy Source and die together with Zhang Ruochen.

Uncle Tian sent a message again, "You all stay back. If I can't suppress Zhang Ruochen and lose to him, don't make any more moves. In the Hundred Tribes King's City, Zhang Ruochen does have a huge advantage. It's too late to wait until he leaves the Hundred Tribes' King's City before taking action."

Not too late."

The Emperor of Hell standing on the Kun Tower looked at the Great Sage of the Temple of Death who was gradually retreating. His expression changed slightly and he said: "Uncle Tian is afraid that he is really going to fight to the death. Xian'er, go to the Emperor of the Demon Clan.

side."

"Why is Fifth Uncle so nervous? With Kunlou's defense, unless Uncle Tian blows up the Holy Source... It's impossible, it's just a fight. Is he really determined to blow up the Holy Source?" Yan Zhexian said in shock.

.

Yan Huangtu sneered and said: "Uncle Tian is indeed extremely talented, but he is too arrogant and cannot accept failure, let alone humiliation."

How could Zhang Ruochen not be able to see the situation that Yan Huang Tu could see?

Therefore, when Uncle Tian came forward with his sword, he took out Fei Zhong's puppet body.

This puppet body was made by Fei Zhong using the skeleton of a supreme dwarf and adding various precious materials. Its appearance and body shape are exactly the same as Fei Zhong's.

The holy soul in the puppet body has long been erased by Fei Zhong.

However, when Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng rushed to the Aoyun asteroid belt, Zhang Ruochen refined it again and it was ready for use.

"What tricks is Zhang Ruochen playing again?"

"It seems like a puppet."

"He is actually proficient in the sacred art of puppets?"

"Perhaps it's the secret art of exorcising corpses! There are ancient gods in the Kunlun realm. In order to fight against the corpse tribe, they developed the secret art of exorcizing corpses. It was once prosperous. It's not surprising that Zhang Ruochen was born in the Kunlun realm and is proficient in the secret art of exorcizing corpses."



The memories of Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu were erased, so when they saw Fei Zhong's puppet body, there was no expression on his face.

On the other hand, the Emperor of the Disha Clan looked slightly surprised, then nodded and smiled.

After the death of the four great saints of the Disha clan who were responsible for protecting Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu on Bingwang, the emperor of the Disha clan personally went to investigate and found the aura of the enemy at the place where the four great saints died.

That aura was exactly the same as that of Fei Zhong's puppet body.

Zhang Ruochen separated out a hundred thousand thoughts of mental power and flew into the body of the puppet.

The eyes of the puppet body suddenly opened, and a dazzling holy light burst out. Trillions of holy rules surged out of the body. Holding a battle ax, it attracted dense thunder and lightning and slashed towards Uncle Tian.

"Boom."

The battle was about to break out, and the long street was shattered. The light of swords and shadows of axes crisscrossed back and forth.

Although Uncle Tian has cultivated five trillion rules of the holy way, which is more than the rules of some supreme saints. However, after all, he is still in the realm of ten thousand deaths and has not condensed the supreme body.

Fei Zhong's puppet body once gave birth to an independent mind and condensed a supreme legal body. Although its combat power is still a little short of the real supreme realm saint, it can compete with Uncle Tian.

up and down.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures on the long street had already clashed hundreds of times.

Uncle Tian was very depressed. If he were to fight Zhang Ruochen's true form, he would do it at any cost, even if he burned his longevity and holy blood.

But now, he is blocked by a puppet body of Zhang Ruochen and cannot move forward.

Do you want to burn thousands of years of life to destroy Zhang Ruochen's puppet body?

The great sage, who was originally waiting for death in the temple, saw Uncle Tian's embarrassing situation, but had no choice but to do anything.

Yuan Yuan silently pondered for a moment, and then said through a message: "Our decision-making has been wrong from the beginning. We should not single out Zhang Ruochen. In the final analysis, we still underestimated him too much. Now it is too late to make amends. Since Uncle Tian asked us not to take action, for the sake of death

Regarding the reputation of the temple, I think we should obey his orders."

Another great sage nodded in agreement and said: "Uncle Tian really wants to fight to the death. A mere puppet body will never be able to stop him."

A great sage had a pessimistic attitude and sighed: "Let's find another opportunity to deal with Zhang Ruochen. In the royal city of hundreds of tribes, we are too constrained. On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen has many tricks up his sleeve."

"How about you persuade Uncle Tian to stop...Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

The great sages of the Death Temple quickly completed their discussions and reached a unanimous decision. No matter whether Uncle Tian wins or loses, they cannot take action. If they want to take action, they can only wait until they leave the Hundred Tribes Royal City.

However, they came with great fanfare, and if they retreat in despair, it will definitely damage the prestige of the temple.

That's why they all hope that Uncle Tian will use his power to suppress Zhang Ruochen. If Uncle Tian blows up the Holy Source and dies together with Zhang Ruochen, it will naturally be a good ending.

The Emperor of the Earth Demon Tribe twisted his beard and smiled: "The Temple of Death and Uncle Tian are already in a dilemma. Now it's my turn to step in and give them a step down."

"Whoosh!"

The Emperor of the Earthly Demon Clan appeared above the battle circle between the puppet body and Uncle Tian, ​​releasing his powerful mental power. With a wave of his sleeves, a powerful and boundless invisible force swept them away like two leaves.

separate.

The puppet's body exploded and retreated to Zhang Ruochen's side. Uncle Tian flew back ten feet away.

The emperor of the Earth Demon Clan fell to the ground and said with a smile: "This is the royal city of hundreds of tribes. It is forbidden for the great saints and strong men to fight. Both of you are the most proud sons of heaven in the hell world. Can you give me some face and return the royal city of hundreds of tribes?"

peaceful?"

Zhang Ruochen had already noticed the aura of the Emperor of the Earth Demon Clan, and quickly raised his hand, saying: "Ruochen doesn't want to disrupt the order of the Hundred Clan Royal City. The monks of the Temple of Death are really unreasonable. They promised to settle their grudges in a fight, but they couldn't lose."

We fought one battle after another."

"Who do you think can't afford to lose? We haven't decided the winner yet!" Tian Shuzi said.

Zhang Ruochen hesitated and said, "How about...continue?"

"Let's fight, are you afraid that you won't succeed?"

Uncle Tian's eyes were cold, and he was about to step forward with his sword in hand, but in the end he did not take a step. After all, he was not stupid. When the leader of the Earth Demon Clan appeared, he realized that this was his chance to escape.

The Emperor of the Earth Demon Clan is such a sophisticated person, how can he not understand Uncle Tian’s mentality?

He hurriedly walked over, grabbed Uncle Tian's hands, and like a good old man, gave him some sincere advice. He first praised Uncle Tian for his chance to challenge Yuanhui-level figures in the future, and then praised him for his broad mind. Even the Temple of Death also praised him.

Ichiban.

In short, giving the steps to Uncle Tian is enough!

Uncle Tian's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen. He seemed to be persuaded, and his expression softened slightly and said: "If the clan emperor hadn't interceded for you, I would definitely decide the outcome with you today."

The Emperor of the Earth Demon Tribe trembled in his heart. He wished he could stop Uncle Tian's mouth and even stepped down for you. Please stop irritating Zhang Ruochen, okay?

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen seemed to be really broad-minded and wanted to resolve his hatred, so he did not do anything extreme. This made the Emperor of the Earth Demon Clan breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time he thought highly of Zhang Ruochen.

From this point of view, Zhang Ruochen did not deliberately tease the monks of the Temple of Death before, but really had good intentions and wanted to resolve the conflict between the two parties.

This is the mentality of repaying evil with kindness!

The descendants of Saint Monk Xumi are indeed extraordinary. Even when they came to the hell realm, they emerged from the mire and remained unstained. All the unsavory rumors I have heard about Zhang Ruochen are untrue even if I think about it.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen had a gentle attitude, Uncle Tian took it a step further and said, "Let the Son of Magpie God and the three Death Gods in white be released. From now on, the grievances between the Temple of Death and you will be wiped out."

All the masters from the Temple of Death gathered around and released their holy power to put pressure on Zhang Ruochen.

The leader of the Earth Demon Tribe realized that something was wrong. The monks in the Temple of Death didn't know how to give up when things were easy. They were so aggressive that they really thought Zhang Ruochen was made of clay.

"Zhang Ruochen, don't you want to resolve the conflict with the Temple of Death? Now we give you the opportunity, you must cherish it!" Yuan Ji said with a smile.

Of course Zhang Ruochen wanted to resolve the conflicts and hatred, but he was not stupid. He knew very well that even if he released the four great sages of a mortal world, he would not be able to resolve the resentment in their hearts.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and sighed, saying: "The holy monk once said that hell is not in the hell realm, but in the hearts of people. You all have hell in your hearts, how can you resolve this hatred?"

The two sides became confrontational again.

Just when the Emperor of the Earth Demon Clan was about to persuade them again, a loud Buddha's call rang out from the crowd: "Amitabha! Uncle Master, we can help you to help them resolve the hell in their hearts."

"Uncle Master, and me."

Two monks, one white and one black, squeezed out from the monks watching the battle.

The white monk has a bloated figure, a face as big as a basin, and skin as white as jade.

The black monk is tall and thin, as black as the bottom of a pot. Only his eyes and teeth are white.

It is Da Sikong and Er Sikong.

Previously, Zhang Ruochen's mental power was locked on the top experts who could threaten him, but he didn't notice them. He was quite surprised to see them suddenly appear.

Why did they come to Baizu Royal City?

Soon, Zhang Ruochen felt relieved.

Because he saw Cang Jie behind Da Sikong and Er Sikong. It was the Holy King of the Shura tribe whom Zhang Ruochen met in the Goddess Tower, who sent him to the Kunlun Realm to deliver a message to Ji Fanxin.

Zhang Ruochen once told him that if Ji Fan's heart is not in the Kunlun Realm, he should go to the Endless Abyss to find Kong Lanyou.

Could it be that Kong Lanyou gave this task to Da Sikong and Er Sikong again?

No matter what happened in the Kunlun Realm, since Cang Jie, Da Sikong, and Er Sikong have arrived at Baizu Royal City, it means that Ji Fanxin has probably arrived as well.

Da Sikong has broken through to the realm of the great sage. He can be called a "Bodhisattva" in Buddhist practice, but he does not have a trace of kindness. With a smile on his face, he said: "Uncle Master, let them practice Buddhism and recite and copy it a hundred times a day."

The Maha Sutra should have some effect."

Er Sikong was like a glaring Vajra and said in a cold voice: "The evil obstacles in their hearts are extremely deep, their resentment is strong, and their murderous intentions have long been ingrained. If the Maha Sutra is not enough, they should be allowed to recite and copy the Daren Dakong Mantra, and each person must

He personally built 10,000 temples and made 100,000 clay statues of Buddha. After copying the "Daren Dakong Sutra" 100,000 times, he had to teach them the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", "Miao Dharma Sutra", "Amitabha Sutra"..."

Er Sikong named dozens of scriptures in succession, and said: "This is only the first step, to cultivate yourself. There are second and third steps. The second step is to do good deeds and accumulate merit. The third step..."

Er Sikong kept talking while Zhang Ruochen nodded, obviously agreeing with his statement.

However, Magpie God Son's expression changed after hearing this. If he really had to end up like that, would he still be considered a dead clan?

If the great sage of the dead became a monk, he bet that his goddess would be the first to kill him, and she couldn't afford the shame.

Yuan Ji shouted loudly: "Two Buddhist cultivators actually dared to appear in the hell world so arrogantly. The people who came suppressed them, nailed their golden bodies to the gate of the royal city of hundreds of tribes, and let their Buddha's blood bleed dry.

die."

Da Sikong spoke plausibly and said: "Why can't Buddhist cultivators come to the hell realm? The Yama clan also has Buddhist cultivators, and Buddhist cultivators all over the world are one family. Buddhist cultivators have no boundaries between countries, no boundaries between worlds, and no heaven and hell.

The boundary. Uncle Master, tell me, am I right?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "It makes sense! Don't worry, my two nephews, since you have come to the hell world, my uncle will definitely protect you."

"Zhang Ruochen, you can't protect yourself!" Uncle Tian said.

"Dark Light Curse!"

Uncle Tian was cursed and unable to move, so he was thrown into the Seven-Star Imperial Palace by Zhang Ruochen.

too fast!

In just a moment, Uncle Tian, ​​who had been full of momentum just now, fell at Lian Xi's feet.

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhang Ruochen sighed: "Brother Tianshu has too much resentment in his heart, and his hatred for me has penetrated deep into his bones. Originally, the clan emperor personally came to persuade us. We can put it all aside temporarily and let time dilute it.

The resentment and hatred in my heart.”

"However, my two nephews are here, and their method seems to be better. I think this is the fundamental way to turn conflicts into friendship."

As for why casting the Dark Light Curse this time could instantly curse Uncle Tian?

Of course, it was not Zhang Ruochen's own power, but the Seven-Handed Old Man in the Universe Realm who used his spiritual power to activate the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead.

The monks watching the battle didn't know this, and they were all shocked again, including the emperor of the Earth Demon Clan.

The mental wave just now was stronger than him.

As for the great saints in the Temple of Death, when they saw Zhang Ruochen staring at them, they all felt very frightened and wanted to escape from here immediately. This Zhang Ruochen couldn't have been transformed by another monk, he was too monster!



Hey, what I said in the last chapter was to wish everyone a happy new year. I read two chapters every day. It was just a wish from the bottom of my heart. Don’t get it wrong! Of course, after the New Year, I really plan to work hard again.

See how long you can hold on.


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