Only then did Zhan Wuji remember that the two previous missions were obtained from the system.
At least one of these two things must be good.
"The Soul-Suppressing Formation is the most powerful killing technique in ancient times. Only the soul-suppressing Three Swordsmen can use the Soul-Suppressing Formation!"
"Three Forms of Seduction!"
"Damn it!"
"Are you kidding me? Where can I get these three swords of the gods?!"
Zhan Wuji was furious. After all, he still couldn't use this divine formation.
[Ding——! Don’t worry, my ability is omnipotent, just three swords, as long as you work hard, you can easily get it! 】
"You are looking for death."
Whoosh!
Zhan Wuji took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm.
However, at this moment, Luo Tianshen's door was suddenly pushed open.
Zhan Wuji also followed his gaze and looked over.
"Zhan Wuji, from now on, you are not allowed to go to the Temple of Heaven without my consent.
Any god can be touched!"
"What? Are you not one of them?"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhan Wuji's mouth.
"Except for me, the eight gods, there is no meaning!"
Having said this, Luo Tianshen's tone had become deeper, extremely low.
Only she can hear it.
"I know that your relationship with the other seven gods is not good.
Why is this?"
Zhan Wuji's eyes were burning with blazing flames as he looked at Luo Tianshen.
If God Luo Tian is willing to talk, he can ask him some information about the Lord of the Demons.
"No need for a reason, I don't need a reason."
Luo Tianshen made a faint sound, but he still had no intention of speaking.
"As my student, you don't need to know this!"
When Luo Tianshen saw this, he stopped saying anything and walked directly into the house.
"Wait a minute, why are you stopping me if you don't tell me?"
"I'm just your apprentice, not your pet. Why do you care about me like this?!"
Zhan Wuji's voice made Luo Tianshen stop.
Luo Tianshen's body paused, and he turned around, staring intently at Zhan Wuji.
"I said!"
"They killed my father. Do you think there will be room for relaxation between us?"
Luo Tianshen turned her head, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. Apparently, there were still tears in her eyes.
"Your Majesty?"
Zhan Wuji was confused.
"Yes, it is my father. In fact, my father was already one of the eight gods only 70 million years ago. Originally, my father should also be one of the eight gods.
"Besides, I'm not worthy of that position at all!"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Tianshen's face turned dark.
"Why?" Annelotte asked doubtfully.
Zhan Wuji asked again.
"Haha! Why? It's just that my father's talent is not as good as mine, so they will find a way to kill my father. Once my father dies, I will become one of the eight gods!"
Luo Tianshen said disdainfully, she did not care about what these people did.
When Zhan Wuji heard this, he became even more confused. Why did Luo Shenming's father have to die and let her inherit the position of the eight gods?
Moreover, if Luo Tianshen's father wanted to give up Muchen's position, so what, would he still give up Luo Tianshen's position? Why did he want to kill Luo Tianshen's father?
"Why do you have to wait until your father dies so that you can inherit his eight great gods?"
"It doesn't make sense."
Zhan Wuji had a wry smile on his face.
"No, this is the bottom line of the Gods!"
"If I want to reach the realm of the eight gods, I need to swallow the power of the gods. My father only swallowed a little bit, but I swallowed a lot!"
Luo Tianshen's voice also sounded at this time.
"In this case, why not add another one and become a god above the nine heavens?"
Zhan Wuji asked again, this man from heaven is really weird.
"No, if they are related by blood, they cannot ascend to the Eight Gods together. In that case, it will destroy the balance of the Eight Gods. This is why they want to kill my father!"
Luo Tianshen was so angry that he clenched his hands tightly, obviously very angry.
Although Zhan Wuji understood, he did not fully understand the intention of the Gods' move. But this time, he got a very crucial piece of information about the blood of gods.
"By the way, haven't you already become a god? Why do you want to absorb the blood of gods? Isn't it the blood of gods?"
Zhan Wuji asked again.
But Luo Tianshen still shook his head and said:
"I don't know about this. My father once told me that if you want to become the eight gods, you need to swallow a drop of the blood of the ancestors of the gods. This drop of blood is the purest blood.
Only then will our strength become stronger, and by then, we will also be able to obtain the Eight Great Gods!"
"In that case, why should I let you swallow this drop of God's blood? If you don't want it, then your father can still be alive, right?"
However, when Luo Tianshen heard this, his face sank slightly, and a look of regret appeared in his eyes.
"Back then, it was my father who allowed me to fuse that drop of God's blood!"
"He also swallowed a drop of divine power, but he insisted on letting me swallow it. There is only one reason, and that is that my qualifications are better than him!"
Luo Tianshen sighed softly, feeling extremely annoyed in his heart. He shouldn't have refined this drop of god's blood so easily.
But Zhan Wuji heard the meaning of his words. Of course her father also knew the rules of the Gods. Among relatives, only one person could refine a drop of divine power. Otherwise, it would be against the rules of the Gods.
Luo Tianshen's father broke the law, so Zhan Wuji naturally understood that the Eight Heavens God wanted to kill his parents.
"Okay, in this case, I won't go to the Temple of Heaven."
Zhan Wuji's voice sounded.
"Yeah!" responded.
After talking so much to Zhan Wuji and telling Luo Tianshen's tragic experience again, she wanted to have a peaceful sleep.
"Yeah!" responded.
Zhan Wuji also turned around. As soon as he stepped into the house, an idea emerged in his heart.
[Ding——! "System, you can sign in at the Divine Blood Building in Tianshen Palace!"
[The time limit is six Yue!]
Zhan Wuji was speechless.
Is this directed at him?
He had just promised to Luo Tianshen that he would never return to the temple in the future, but this time, this big pig's hooves came to the temple to sign autographs again.
"That's all, there are still six months left, we can think about it slowly."
Zhan Wuji looked depressed.
Zhan Wuji has nothing to do with this system.
"Then register here!"
[Ding——! [Sign-in completed!]
[Mission mission: The first of the three techniques of subduing immortality! 】
A long knife emerged from his hand, carrying a faint killing intent.