Zhang Ruochen stood in a world of divine realms, with winding rivers of blood flowing under his feet, and above his head, thousands of blood-colored stars kept flashing. The space was vast and vast, with no boundaries.

He was under two huge divine powers, but he was straight and had a distinctive temperament.

"God of War, I want to be the only monk in the Immortal Vampire who holds the supreme holy weapon." Zhang Ruochen said.

The Blood-jue War God was still playing chess with the Blood-Yao God Lord, and did not look at him, saying, "Do you think your strength is competent?"

"able."

Zhang Ruochen said firmly.

Xuejue Zhan Shen said: "The Qitian tribe ranks first among the top ten tribes, and the sword prison emperor ranks first among all the cultivators. Since that's the case, why don't the gods of the Immortal Blood Clan choose him but you?"

"The Huangtian tribe is among the top ten tribes, and its overall strength ranks among the top three. Fenghou's cultivation is not necessarily weaker than the Sword Prison Emperor, and he is a candidate for the goddess. She holds the supreme holy weapon and seizes the position of the goddess, so she can fight for the benefits of the lower three tribes. Why don't the gods choose her but you?"

Zhang Ruochen answered calmly and said, "For this Tian Hunting Banquet, the overall strength of the Qitian tribe may not be ranked first. The strength of the Saber Prison Emperor may not be able to defeat me. If the Fenghou wants to seize the position of the goddess, I can help her."

The blood-jue war god finally stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Do you think you are better than the Sword Prison Emperor?"

Those eyes were like ancient stars, both bright and infinite mystery. The seemingly calm eyes seemed to be able to penetrate Zhang Ruochen's soul and penetrate all his secrets at a glance.

Facing this peerless war god who was intimidating the Heavenly Court and Hell, Zhang Ruochen was calm and unhappy.

Slowly, Zhang Ruochen raised his arms and his hands were in the form of palm prints.

The moment he raised his arm, three dragon souls and three elephant souls appeared on the left and right sides of his body. The dragon souls were thousands of miles long, and the elephant souls were like sitting and lying on a sacred mountain, all emitting a breath of the Thousand Questions Realm.

At the same time, the blood river under Zhang Ruochen's feet stopped flowing, and blood trees, blood vines, and blood flowers grew in the river.

The God of Blood Yao noticed something, and a brilliant spirit appeared in his eyes, and a light ejaculation came out of his mouth.

"Aowoo."

Zhang Ruochen slapped out with a palm, and the soul of the three dragons and three elephants jumped up, either poking out their claws or stepping out their elephant legs, combining them with his palm prints, and slapped at the Blood-Ju War God and the Blood-Yao God who were playing chess.

It is not a god, but it is a daring move toward the god, which requires earth-shaking boldness.

You need to have a heart that rebelled against God.

Unfortunately, such a palm that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, before reaching the two gods, was shattered by an invisible divine power on their bodies and disappeared into the shadows.

Zhang Ruochen was not discouraged. This palm was intended to show his determination to the two gods and to show his current strength.

A satisfied look flashed in the eyes of the Blood-Ju War God, and said, "Since you have such strength, I have enough confidence to convince the gods of the Immortal Blood Clan to let you replace the positions of the Sword Prison Emperor and Fenghou. Go!"

Zhang Ruochen clasped his fists with both hands, bowed slightly, and left the world of divine realm.

The God of Blood Yao sighed and said, "He has merged the way of the Five Elements Wood and has the first form of the second-grade holy intention. He is only a little bit away from the true second-grade holy intention. If he does not practice the main practice, he can integrate the holy intention to such a height. He is really a freak."

The Blood-Ju War God arrived: "In fact, it is already considered the second-level holy intention. However, his holy intention is not perfect enough to maintain a balance, so he is a little bit short of it."

"Is there no solution?" said the Emperor Xue Yao.

"have."

Xuejue Zhan Shen Dao: "If you merge the palm path, the boxing path, and the five elements paths, you can be perfect, and it is the Great Perfection that fits the heaven and earth."

The God of Blood Shaking His Head gently shook his head, not feeling that the path Zhang Ruochen took could be successful.

"He has integrated four holy wills. If he can integrate swordsmanship at this time, he will definitely be able to cultivate a top second-grade holy will. Although this path is difficult to walk, there is a chance of success. Why didn't you tell him to let him try it?" asked the God of Blood Yao.

Xuejue War God's eyes were calm and he said, "During the time he was in seclusion, he did not understand the sword, nor did he practice the way of space and time, but only comprehended the secrets of the five elements. He was just strengthening his determination and walking a road of burning his boats. Since that's the case, why not let him give it a try?"

The God of Blood Yao did not continue to say much about this matter. Anyway, Zhang Ruochen is not his grandson.

"If Zhang Ruochen wants to take charge of the Supreme Holy Artifact, he will definitely be opposed by the entire Immortal Vampire and the Immortal Temple. Do you really want to convince those old stubborn people?" said the Blood Yao God.

"It's not to convince them, but to force them to subdue with their strength. This time, the three Hundred Shackle Realm of Great Perfection, plus a peerless great saint who has cultivated the second-grade holy will. If they don't accept it, they will have to subdue it."

The Blood-Job War God had sharp eyes and a son was left behind.

Hanhai Manor.

Zhang Ruochen sat together with Emperor Yu, Gu Chenzi, Yi Xuan Dasheng, and the Great Sage of Blood Crying, and were discussing the arrangements at the Heavenly Hunting Banquet.

Mo Yin walked over slowly and handed an invitation to Zhang Ruochen.

Since the news that Emperor Yu defeated Shen Nansheng has spread, Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu have received a lot of invitations and greetings. After all, Emperor Yu broke through to the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm at Hanhai Manor.

Hanhai Manor has been given a legendary color.

Emperor Yu broke through here, Princess Luo Yi went into seclusion here, and the shadowless fairy in the Heavenly Court lived here. Each of them was brilliant all over the world and was the object of discussion by countless monks. They gathered together, making it difficult for Hanhai Manor to be famous.

After reading the post, Zhang Ruochen said: "It's Fenghou's invitation post, inviting me and Emperor Yu to attend to tonight's night banquet of the top ten tribes hosted by the Huangtian tribe."

"If you don't go, we won't go even if we come and ask."

The great sage of the Great Sage Yi Xuan did not fade away, and he was still worried about the last night banquet of the top ten tribes.

The Great Sage of Blood-Crying Snorted coldly and said, "With the current strength of our Blood-Cheap tribe, we don't need to join forces with their nine tribes, and we can also call the wind and rain at the sky hunting banquet."

Zhang Ruochen stared at Gu Chenzi and asked, "What do you think?"

Gu Chenzi was the coolest here.

Gu Chenzi said: "The sky hunting banquet is imminent. At this time, Feng Hou invited important figures from the top ten tribes to attend, so he must formulate the final strategy for the layout of the banquet. At the same time, the candidates who hold the supreme holy weapon should also decide."

"I have different views from you. I think the Blood Heaven Tribe still has to unite with the other nine tribes. This is a battle between tribes. It is still too thin to rely on the strength of us alone. The Heaven-Snap Banquet is of great importance, and we cannot act emotionally."

Zhang Ruochen said, "I agree with Gu Chenzi's point of view. Tonight's night banquet, the representatives of the Blood Heaven Tribe must go. Moreover, they must be strong enough to shock them. The face that should be retrieved must be retrieved. This matter will be left to Emperor Yu. Yi Xuan and Gu Chenzi will continue to hide their strength. You two are the two trump cards of our Blood Heaven Tribe."

"What do you mean, don't you go?"

A strange look appeared in Emperor Yu's eyes.

Zhang Ruochen looked up, looked at the vast sky, and said, "Tonight, I have to go to another place to make an appointment, I have to go."

The tone is intriguing.

...

After nightfall.

Nine Dragon Souls, pulling a golden carriage, walked out of Hanhai Manor.

It was Zhang Ruochen's frame and the Nine Dragon Chariot.

The one who drives is the Great Sage who cries blood.

During the period of retreat in the Seven Star Imperial Palace, the Great Sage's cultivation has made rapid progress, and has broken seventy-two shackles and become the top master in the Hundred Symperial Realm.

However, he could not afford to buy the divine stones of the divine travel pill and the divine blood, and owed Zhang Ruochen a huge debt.

There is no way, so I can only help Zhang Ruochen and repay it slowly.

In the dragon chariot, Zhang Ruochen sat on the golden and jade-carved chariot couch, with his body upright, pressing his palm on Lan Xi's snow-white back, pulling out a wisp of masculine aura from her body.

Lianxi was like a white raccoon cat, soft, sitting on his lap, making a breathtaking breath.

Half of the dress slid to the ground, revealing a large piece of creamy skin. Two jade-white peaks on the chest were completely pressed against Zhang Ruochen's chest. Two extremely slender jade/legs spread on both sides and swayed gently.

During the decades of retreat, every time Zhang Ruochen tried his best to condense the holy will and try to merge the holy will, he would first pass some of his masculinity into her body and save it with her special physique to avoid being disturbed.

After retracting the masculine energy back into his body, Zhang Ruochen picked up Lan Xi, who was as fragrant and sweat as soft as spring mud, and put her on the bed, covering her soft quilt to cover her breathtakingly beautiful body.

Lianxi's long black hair was covered with sweat, and her voice was weak: "How long will you torture me?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't you want to continue to endure it anymore?"

Lianxi's eyes were a little confused and said, "I have paid enough price for what I have done. But in the past, I can't blame me completely. We each do our own masters. You can't help but I can't help but those things."

Zhang Ruochen dressed the white holy robe neatly, tied up his belt, and said, "I can't blame you completely."

"But you turned me into a cauldron for your cultivation." Lan Xi's eyes were red, and she was tender, and her white shoulders exposed outside the quilt were trembling slightly.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Fifteen years ago, I told you that if you want to leave, you can leave at any time, and you will choose to stay. When I was in the first night of the harem of the Seven Stars Palace, I also gave you the choice, and you will choose to be my woman."

"In the Hell Realm, I have no other choice. If you ask me to leave, where can I go?" Tears almost shed in Lan Xi's eyes.

Zhang Ruochen turned his back and did not face her eyes, saying, "In the Hell Realm, I have no other choice. You can at least choose to stay by my side. Isn't I bad for you?"

"Don't think so much. Since you have come to the Hell Realm, just work hard to practice. The shame and grievances now will be your greatest motivation. You have been enduring for decades, so why not continue to endure it? If you have a strong enough cultivation in the future, you can come and kill me."

The Jiulong Chariot enters the center of the Hange Holy Land and drives to Jiayin City District.

The two monks in black robes were already waiting there.

Under their leadership, Zhang Ruochen and the Great Sage of Blood Crying walked into the city, came to a magnificent palace, and walked up the stairs.

The Great Sage's face was unnatural, and he sent a message: "Jiayin City District is where the monks of the Yanluo clan live. Are you sure, we were not in the wrong place?"

"Do you need to make such a fuss?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The Great Sage said, "Generally speaking, before the Heaven-Snap Banquet, major forces of the ten clans would frequently hold events and banquets, and would invite monks from other clans to participate and take the opportunity to explore their strength."

"However, although the Yama clan is the number one in the Heavenly Hunting Banquet every time, they do not attach great importance to the Heavenly Hunting Banquet. They rarely invite monks from other clans before the Great Banquet."

Zhang Ruochen said: "If the immortal blood clan wins first place every time, his attention to the Sky Hunting Banquet will also decrease a lot."

At this time, Yan Wushen's laughter sounded in the palace: "Brother Chen is so bad. The Yan clan is not despising the Heavenly Hunting Banquet because of his strong self-control. But because various activities and banquets are really boring. It is better to spend more time practicing than having the energy."

A look of horror appeared in the eyes of the Great Sage who cried blood. Looking at Zhang Ruochen, he found that there was a trace of strangeness on his face.

Just now, both of them communicated with their spiritual power, but they were exposed by Yan Wushen.
To be continued...