At the foot of the Destiny Mountain is a vast wilderness stretching as far as the eye can see.
At this moment, the wilderness is filled with prisoners in ragged clothes. They are in a state of poverty and vicissitudes, and their bodies are covered with whip marks. Some of them have been imprisoned and enslaved for thousands of years.
The number of prisoners was too large to be counted, like a sea of people.
"Snapped!"
The sound of whips sounded.
"Go faster and wait a little longer. You are just a bunch of lowly prey. Now is the time for you to play your role as prey." A bone knight riding a bone beast waved a whip with flashing thunder and lightning and struck.
On the body of the Great Sword Man.
The whip is engraved with special divine patterns, and even the immortal body cannot resist it.
"Chichi."
There was another bloody mark on the back of the Great Sword Man, which was so deep that it was visible to the bone, but he remained silent and endured it with gritted teeth.
Zhang Ruochen, who was looking for the trace of the Great Sword Man, happened to see this scene, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
He stared at Zhang Ruochen with a proud smile on his face and said: "Even if the great sage becomes a slave, he must be honest, otherwise he will suffer a lot. Fortunately, the great sage Ruochen is half immortal.
He has the blood of a vampire and is the son of God, otherwise he might be like them when he comes to the hell realm."
Zhang Ruochen showed a cold smile and did not argue with him.
Lian Xi, who was standing not far away, saw the slaves at the foot of the mountain. Some of them were famous saints, but they were tortured to the point of being transformed into human beings. Their energy and blood were exhausted, and they were like beggars.
Some of them were young talents she knew. They were once outstanding and had great leadership, but now they have skinny faces, cloudy eyes, and their energy has been completely wiped out.
There are many, many more...
For the hell world, this is a feast.
For the monks in the heavenly realm, what they saw was a miserable scene, which deeply affected those young monks who had just embarked on the path of cultivation.
Even if you become a saint through cultivation, or even a great saint, once captured by the hell realm, you will still look like an ant, and your suffering will be worse than that of a mortal.
What’s the point of practicing?
Ling Xi glanced at Zhang Ruochen in front of her, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.
"Wow——"
Two groups of white light appeared on the jade table in front of each monk attending the banquet.
In the light, a volume and a diamond-shaped lens appeared.
Zhang Ruochen picked up the volume, opened it and flipped through it.
The volume records the various rules of this Tianshou battlefield, the number of Tiannu, and the identity information of some of them.
"Tiannu, there are more than 13 million of them in total."
"There are two thousand two hundred and seventy-four great sage-level heavenly slaves."
Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen was greatly shocked.
The Great Sage, in any realm, has top-level combat power, is the mainstay, and is the emperor in the holy way.
You know, like the Guanghan Realm, there are only dozens of great saints in the entire realm.
More than two thousand great saints were captured by the hell realm and turned into slaves of heaven. This was something he could not even imagine before. How many great worlds had the hell realm destroyed in this thousand years?
Then looking down, Zhang Ruochen understood.
It turns out that these heavenly slaves are not all prisoners of the heavenly realm, but also include monks from the big world, the ruin realm, the secret realm of the universe, and ancient civilizations that do not belong to the heavenly realm.
There are even creatures from the wilderness.
Not all big worlds are subordinate mortal realms of heaven.
For example, a big world that has not given birth to gods is not qualified to become a subordinate mortal world of heaven.
These big worlds, discovered by the Undead Vampire Clan and Rakshasa Clan, would at best be enslaved, ruled, imprisoned, and reduced to blood-eating pastures. However, when discovered by the Ghost Clan, Bone Clan, Corpse Clan, and Shura Clan, they would only
It could be a dead end.
In addition, there are some heavenly slaves who are traitors to the hell realm.
Gradually, Zhang Ruochen began to understand why there were so many Great Sage Heavenly Slaves. In fact, many Great Sage Heavenly Slaves were not from the weak realm, but belonged to the strong realm.
Only a small number of the great saints were captured on the merit battlefield.
The world of hell and the world of heaven not only compete on the battlefield of merit, but also compete for various cultivation resources in the universe. There will also be a large number of confrontations. In this kind of confrontation, the two sides must be high-level monks, not holy kings.
That is the Great Sage.
As a result, there are naturally not a few great saints and saint kings who have been captured.
"Hey! There are actually five Heavenly Slaves in the Thousand Questions Realm and one Heavenly Slave in the Ten Thousand Death Realm. The gods in the Hell Realm are too bold. Aren't they afraid that the top monks of this generation in the Hell Realm will be killed in large numbers?
?" Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
"Leader."
The monks from the Blood Sky Tribe who were attending the banquet all held volumes in their hands and gathered around Zhang Ruochen.
The rules of each Hunting Banquet are a little different. Before getting the rules volume, all the previous discussions can only be regarded as predictions.
Now, they must rethink and plan.
Gu Chenzi saw the page Zhang Ruochen turned and guessed what he was thinking, and said: "This is a passive hunting. No matter how powerful these heavenly slaves are, they are just the hunted."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Gu Chenzi said: "The mental power of all Tiannu is limited and cannot be detected using mental power. In other words, we can use mental power to find them, but they can only use their eyes and ears to find us."
"To be precise, only the eyes can play a role. As for the ears... the speed of any monk attending the banquet is many times faster than the speed of sound."
"If we are defeated, we can escape and hide immediately. If they are defeated and want to escape, how can they escape within the range of their mental power?"
Then, he added: "The second point is that we all have weapons and even the Supreme Sacred Artifact, but they don't have it. A Dzogchen Dzogchen expert who is in charge of the Supreme Sacred Artifact will certainly have a chance.
Kill a Qianwenjing Great Sage Tiannu with bare hands."
"As for the only great sage who is destined to die, there is a record in the volume. His hands and feet were bound by divine iron chains, and his speed and combat power were greatly reduced. Even if he wanted to massacre the monks in the hell realm,
, how many can you kill? It’s just a trapped beast, it can only be beaten passively.”
Zhang Ruochen turned to the last page of the volume. The entire page was filled with information about the great sage in the realm of eternal death.
"Name: Emperor Chi."
"Points: 10 million points."
"Age: twenty-one thousand years."
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's pupils shrank deeply and he saw an eye-catching label - "Wu Jian Pavilion".
This Heavenly Slave, whose cultivation has reached the realm of eternal death, is actually a member of the Wujiang Pavilion, a subordinate of the Thousand Bones Empress.
"The Empress of Thousand Bones claims to be one of the gods in hell that she most wants to get rid of.
, How much power has she built up in the hell world in these 100,000 years? With so many strong men at her command, the strength of Wujiang Pavilion is probably not inferior to that of a big world." Zhang Ruochen secretly thought.
The ranking of the Huntian Battlefield is similar to that of the Meritorious Battle, both are based on points.
The stronger the Tiannu is, the higher the points he will get after killing him.
Xue Chen said: "I have roughly calculated the points. All Tiannu combined are worth about 600 million points in total. As long as the entire undead vampire clan accumulates 60 million points, it will be considered to have reached the average level among the ten clans.
"
"As long as our Blood Sky tribe accumulates six million points, we will reach the median."
"According to the past performance rankings of the Hunting Heaven Banquet Undead Vampire Clan, it would be very difficult to accumulate 60 million points. Therefore, we only need to accumulate 6 million points to rank among the top ten tribes."
Great Sage Yi Xuan moved his wrist and said with a smile: "As long as you kill the Chi Emperor, you can get ten million points. Six million points, isn't it easy?"
Great Sage Yixuan stared at Yu Huang, Gu Chenzi, and Zhang Ruochen, and he was already eager to try.
Together, these four powerful men, plus the Supreme Sacred Artifact, may not be able to kill the great sage who will never die.
If you want to do something, do it with a big vote, only then can you make a sensation in the hell world.
Xuechen didn't know that Great Sage Yixuan and Gu Chenzi had reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flakes Realm. He shook his head and said: "A great sage who is in a state of eternal death, even if his hands and feet are bound, the combat power he unleashes is very terrifying.
Just like I tied your hands and feet, it would be easy for you to kill a holy king."
"Chi Emperor is a big challenge prepared by the gods for Greedy Baby, Yama Emperor Tu, Luo Shengtian, Wujiang and their top few. There is no need for us to challenge it."
The monks of the Blood Sky Tribe expressed their opinions and analyzed in detail this year's Hunting Sky Banquet.
Zhang Ruochen has been studying the rules in the volume. It was not until he finished reading that he said: "Points are not only accumulated, but also deducted."
"The first point deduction is: maliciously attacking one of our own monks, and attacking one, five thousand points will be deducted."
"Article 2: Intentionally kill one of your own monks, one will die, and five hundred thousand points will be deducted."
"Article 3: If ten members of the territorial tribe die, one point will be deducted. If all the members of the territorial tribe die, half of the total points of the entire tribe will be deducted."
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"So, offense is important, but defense is also indispensable."
The Huntian Battlefield is located in a vast starry sky in the Wugui Cosmic Forest. There are not only huge living planets, but also a large number of asteroids, meteorites and star fragments.
According to the records in the volume, each of the ten clans in the hell world has a star of its own.
On the home planet of the undead blood clan, there are a large number of low-level undead blood clansmen who do not have semi-saint-level combat power. The monks from the hell realm who participate in the hunt must protect them from being killed by the heavenly slaves.
Seeing this rule, Zhang Ruochen knew another meaning of the Shoutian Banquet.
The gods were clearly telling them not only to attack and kill, but also to learn to protect their own clan.
"Boom."
The Huntian Battlefield opened, and a vast, six-colored starry sky forest appeared on the mirror of the Divine Eye of All Realms above.
Seeing this six-color starry sky forest, Zhang Ruochen immediately frowned and sighed softly: "The hunting battlefield is too big, this will be a very troublesome thing."
The other monks also nodded slightly.
Based on the majestic starry sky they saw in front of them, they calculated that there were at least thousands of planets and hundreds of millions of cosmic dust and star fragments in this battlefield.
The so-called cosmic dust is not real dust. The small ones are only the size of a fist, but the large ones are larger than mountains.
A lot of cosmic dust can hide one's body shape.
Moreover, the diameter of the entire battlefield is definitely more than 100 million miles, or even wider. Even the spiritual power sage can only detect a small area at one time.
As a result, finding those heavenly slaves has become the most difficult task, which is completely different from what they originally imagined.
The black-robed high priest Fulu said loudly: "The Hunting Heaven Banquet has officially begun, lasting for one hundred days. The Tiannu will enter the battlefield one hour in advance. Within these one hundred days, you only need to kill one person to attend the banquet.
If you are a monk, or one hundred thousand low-level monks from the hell realm, and you have lived until the end of the Hunting Heaven Banquet, the Temple of Destiny will restore your freedom."
Those Tian slaves who thought they were certain to die, when they heard this, their eyes lit up, and then they released fierce murderous intent.
In order to be free and to retaliate against the hell world, their murderous intentions were aroused.
"call out!"
The space channel was opened, and more than 10 million heavenly slaves were teleported to various parts of the battlefield in advance.
The black-robed high priest Fulu cast his gaze in the direction of the Mingxi River Basin and said: "You still have one hour to discuss the hunting plan. At the same time, every monk immediately packs all the weapons, elixirs, and talismans on his body.
Put it into a space container and place it on the jade table in front of you. Each monk can only keep one weapon or defensive armor."
All the monks immediately followed the instructions, and all the gods were watching, and no one dared to hide it privately.
Zhang Ruochen put everything into an exquisite space ball, wearing only a white suit and carrying a purple gold gourd, and suddenly felt that his whole body became relaxed.
Feng Hou's gaze glanced at Zhang Ruochen without leaving any trace.
Seeing that what Zhang Ruochen left behind was just a gourd, she was immediately confused.
What kind of supreme holy instrument is this gourd?
With her knowledge and experience, she was unable to see through the origin of this gourd. She could only guess that it might be the latest war treasure refined by the Blood God of War. However, a newly made supreme holy artifact could compete with the supremes of the other nine tribes.
Sacred weapon confrontation?
"It's better not to make any mistakes." Fenghou became a little worried.
The black-robed high priest Fulu pointed his finger, and a huge temple appeared from the space and appeared in the sky above the Mingxi River Basin.
He said: "In the temple, there are robes, storage containers, and various materials specially made for monks of all races. Each monk can only take away a maximum of ten thousand kilograms of materials."
Monks from all races flew towards the palace one after another.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the monks of the Blood Sky tribe and said: "Everyone try to get materials for refining elixirs, setting up formations, and making talismans. The materials for refining weapons are too heavy, so try not to choose them. On the battlefield of Huntian, it is difficult to refine them in a short time."
Create a powerful warrior."
Entering the palace, Zhang Ruochen received ten sets of blood-red robes and a storage bracelet.
The blood-red robe is very strange. It cannot withstand the attack power of the outside world, but it can withstand the monk's own burst of power. In short, it has no defensive properties, but is full of resilience.
Zhang Ruochen was not interested in various materials, but he had an unexpected surprise and discovered the divine stone.
Unfortunately, each monk can only take one.
He immediately sent a message that every monk of the Blood Sky Tribe must take a sacred stone.