Zhang Ruochen immediately realized that it was no coincidence that a divine beast was sleeping inside the ghost clan's own star.
Burying Gold White Tiger said: "It seems you don't know."
"Senior, please clarify?" Zhang Ruochen said.
The Burying Gold White Tiger said: "You have merged with the Ji Dao Burying Gold Qi, and you have just obtained the qualification to come to see me. And I also have a test for you. If you can pass the test and come here to see me again, I will naturally put everything in order."
I’ll tell you everything.”
Zhang Ruochen frowned, somewhat unable to guess the meaning of Burial of Gold White Tiger's words.
test?
What test?
Zhang Ruochen was about to ask what benefits would come from passing the test.
But the Golden Burial White Tiger took the lead and said: "You should ask first what my test is. Because if you cannot pass my test, you are not qualified to know what you can get."
His thoughts and ideas were actually seen through?
You must know that Zhang Ruochen's mental strength has reached the late sixty-fourth level, and he has a strong thinking defense ability. As long as his thoughts and memories are not forcibly robbed, even a god cannot see through what he is thinking.
If someone sees through your heart, what secrets can you hide?
Zhang Ruochen felt horrified. If he were a god from the hell world, he would have known his true inner thoughts long ago...
He didn't dare to continue thinking about it.
Burial of Gold White Tiger said: "You are scared, I can sense it. In fact, you don't have to be so scared, even gods are not omnipotent."
"The gods can plunder your memory and peer into your heart. However, it is not that easy to read your thoughts anytime and anywhere. Only a being who has reached the 80th level of spiritual power can do it."
"After all, your will is very strong. It is easy to break your mental defense, but it is difficult to break your willpower defense."
"There are very few spiritual gods who have reached the seventieth level of mental power. Those who can reach the eightyth level are all first-class people. In their eyes, you are no different from a bug in your eyes.
Would you read a bug's mind at any time?"
Zhang Ruochen did not feel any hostility from the Golden Burial White Tiger. He immediately calmed down and asked, "So your mental power has reached level 80 or above?"
The White Tiger Burying Gold said: "No! Although I am a god-level creature, I am not good at spiritual power. The reason why I can spy on your thinking is because you have absorbed my Ji Dao Burying Gold Qi and have integrated it into you.
Your body, mental power, holy soul, and even the rules of the holy way that you have cultivated."
Then, it added: "Of course, my mental strength is not far from level eighty."
Among the gods, there are countless ones whose mental strength is less than seventy levels.
Just like among the great saints, those with mental power less than sixty-fourth level account for a huge majority. And great saints like Wujiang, Yuhuang, and Zhu are able to cultivate their mental power to above sixty-fourth level in the Hundred Flails Realm.
It has been one of the few existences in the entire hell world for thousands of years, standing at the top.
Not only do they have the qualifications to become gods, but at the same age and level, they are even better and more powerful than many gods.
Of course, this is only the case at this stage.
Whether you can become a god is closely related to your talent, but it is not absolute.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless monks with amazing talents but unable to reach the divine realm. Some have flaws in their mentality; some have gone astray. Some have died unexpectedly. Some have been destroyed by inner demons; some have exhausted their potential.
, returned to mediocrity.
On the contrary, there are more monks with middle or higher qualifications, because their base is larger and they have cultivated to the divine realm.
The Golden White Tiger claimed that he was not good at spiritual power, but he also said that the strength of his mental power was not far from the eightieth level. Zhang Ruochen was shocked in his heart, and secretly thought that this Golden White Tiger was by no means a simple mythical beast.
Such a powerful divine beast does not call itself "my true self" or "my god"... but rather refers to it as "I". There is no condescending contempt, but it makes Zhang Ruochen feel a sense of intimacy.
Zhang Ruochen cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind and asked: "What is the test of the seniors to the juniors?"
The Golden Burying White Tiger said: "Are you participating in the Heaven Hunting Battle in the Hell Realm now? I want you to defeat the most powerful monk on this battlefield, and bring at least one of his hands to see me. At that time,
You will naturally understand what you can get. Go for it!"
Zhang Ruochen wanted to ask again, but suddenly he felt a lightness in his body, and in the next moment, his feet landed on the ground.
Where else can I bury the golden white tiger?
At this moment, he stood on the bank of the golden river where he came from. He raised his hand and found that the purple gold gourd was in the palm of his hand. The gourd seemed to have absorbed the aura of the Jidao Burial Gold, and the golden light it emitted became a little stronger.
"Defeat the most powerful monk on this battlefield... Who is the most powerful? Que, or the Tiannu Chi Emperor who is destined to die forever? Or maybe the Golden Burial White Tiger is talking about itself?"
Zhang Ruochen immediately shook his head, thinking that it shouldn't be that cheating.
"No matter what, let's go back to the surface first."
…
Three days have passed since Zhang Ruochen entered the underground.
After a series of offensive and defensive battles, the guardian star array of the ghost clan's own star was breached, and eight of the nine continents were shattered into pieces. Some turned into magma oceans, and some turned into thousands of miles of yellow sand, and there was a dead silence.
, no living or dead souls can be seen.
Both the monks from the upper three tribes and the middle three tribes were seriously injured.
Prajna, the Great Sage Yuan Fei, the Fire Enchantress Yin Ji, the Great Sen Luo Emperor, and the White Jade Crazy Lion gathered together and hid in a star mist about one hundred thousand miles away from the ghost clan's own star.
"The great sage of the ghost clan has gradually returned to protect his own star. We can't continue to attack and kill. Your Highness, Prajna, should we retreat?" The white jade mad lion's voice was full of exhaustion.
Three days ago, the White Jade Crazy Lion was attacked by Ye Changzai and the Four-Eyed Ghost Emperor, and was seriously injured. Thanks to his ability to escape, otherwise, he would have died on the ghost planet.
The Huo Mei Yin Ji was injured by the Great Sage Yanhong, and she no longer had the charm and vitality she once had. Her beautiful face was stained with blood, and her aura was far weaker than when she was at her peak. The injuries in her body could not be recovered in a short time.
She regretted participating in this operation and said: "Most of the souls on the ghost clan's own planet have been wiped out. In this battle of hunting the sky, they have lost their competitiveness. Why do we have to destroy the souls on the last continent?
?I agree with the White Jade Crazy Lion, retreat now."
Prajna's eyes were condensed, and he immediately shook his head and said, "No, Zhang Ruochen hasn't been found yet?"
"The Great Sage Yanhong said that he died deep in the ghost clan's own star. There should be no lie." Flame Yin Ji said.
She had fought against the Great Sage Yanhong and knew how terrifying the Great Sage Yanhong was. She, a perfect monk in the Hundred Flails Realm, could not hold out for more than a few rounds. Even if Zhang Ruochen had extraordinary power, he would still be punished.
Prajna said: "Impossible! The Saint Fruit of Evolution and the Quasi-Emperor Holy Intent Pill on Zhang Ruochen's body, including the gourd, are not on the body of the Great Sage Yanhong. This means that the Great Sage Yanhong did not see Zhang Ruochen's body at all, but just
My own speculation."
"On this hunting battlefield, apart from the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill in Que's hand, what else is more precious than Zhang Ruochen's body?"
"Are you willing to leave empty-handed?"
The Great Sage Yuan Fei's face was slightly pale, and he advised: "Your Highness Prajna, I can understand your mood. I also want to get the treasures on Zhang Ruochen's body, and I also want to explore what is inside the ghost clan's own star.
Something? However, we are all seriously injured now."
"On the last continent of the ghost clan's home planet, there are now nearly a hundred great saints from the ghost clan gathered, and they are protected by two supreme holy weapons. Even if we are still in full strength, we will definitely not be able to gain favor if we try to break through."
"This time, the results were great. Not only did we successfully get rid of Zhang Ruochen, but we also severely damaged the ghost clan. There is no need to continue to waste it."
Prajna's eyes were fixed on the star of the ghost clan, her face expressionless, but her hands and fingers were clasped tightly. Everyone knew that her mood swings must be extremely high at this moment.
In the distance, the originally spooky black planet now has huge cracks in many places, releasing golden light.
"I'm still not willing to give in. The Yi Dao Holy Fruit and the Quasi-Emperor Holy Intention Pill on Zhang Ruochen are both things that can never be found again in the world. They are of great use to me."
Prajna turned around, stared at Yuan Fei, and bowed.
"What are you doing, Your Highness?"
The Great Sage Yuan Fei quickly helped her up.
Prajna said: "I want to use the "Void and Real Script" to sneak into the depths of the ghost clan's own star and look for Zhang Ruochen's body."
"No! Even with my level of cultivation, I can't resist the golden mist escaping from the depths of the earth. Even if you are in charge of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, it will be very dangerous." Yuan Fei, the Great Sage.
Prajna smiled and said: "There is a way to find wealth and honor in danger. The quasi-emperor grade Holy Intention Pill and the Holy Fruit of Yandao in Zhang Ruochen are worth the risk. Besides, I have cultivated the door to the true self, so I can
I can give it a try to weaken the influence of the golden mist on me."
Yuan Fei the Great Sage, Huo Mei Yin Ji, Da Sen Luo Huang, and White Jade Crazy Lion all admired Prajna's courage, and at the same time they also knew why Prajna did what he did.
If they were still in the Immortal Realm and had not yet begun to gather the Holy Will, maybe they would have tried their best to give it a try.
After all, if a Prajna in the Immortal Realm can find the Holy Fruit of Evolution and Holy Intention Pill in Zhang Ruochen, he will definitely be able to cultivate a more powerful Holy Intent. In the Immortal Realm and Hundred Flails Realm, the benefits will be endless.
Prajna said again: "Don't worry, if I am too unlucky and die inside the ghost clan's own star and lose the "Void and Real Script", all the treasures I left outside will belong to you as compensation for you.
.”
The Great Sage Yuan Fei sighed softly and was about to hand over the "Void and Real Script" to Prajna. Suddenly, the white jade mad lion next to him shouted: "Oh my god! Who did that? Look, the ghost tribe's own star
The last piece of land on the continent was sunk by a big golden handprint."