It is obviously impossible to grab the Tianshu needle.

Although the spirit of Tianshu Needle has not reached the divine realm, it is definitely the best combat power below the divine realm. What's more, Sikong of Tianyun Department must be Zhuo Yunong and Wu Yueming Emperor's level. Unless it is Wu Ma Jiuxing, who dares to attack him?

To escort Sikong and Tianshu Needle, the Temple of Destiny must have dispatched countless masters. Even if Wu Ma Jiuxing was not injured, he probably wouldn't dare to snatch the artifact.

Gu Shejing made a suggestion, asking Zhang Ruochen to temporarily put the top-quality original divine crystal to her, and then came forward to inform the major forces of the truth. With his current status and status, no one dared to attack him on the surface. Besides, with the gods protecting the Tao, who dared to attack him before he was absolutely sure?

Zhang Ruochen directly rejected her proposal.

Give her the best original divine crystal?

Sorry, the relationship is not that close.

Besides, she herself suspected that a god came to Ice King Star. How could Zhang Ruochen dare to show up?

Gu Shejing left with a resentment!

When she left, she was like an angry little wife, saying that Zhang Ruochen did not trust her.

Zhang Ruochen did not keep her.

Since Gu Shejing knew that he had the best original divine crystal on him, he would definitely secretly help him.

"Is it really a dead end? If it really doesn't work, I can only force it out."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes turned cold. As long as the white tiger in Burial was willing to take action, and with Xiao Hei's attainment in the formation, it would not be difficult to break through the city-shadowing formation of the Goddess City.

As long as he leaves the city, his space and time power will have a greater chance of getting out.

However, once he does this, not only will he become the target of public criticism, but the Xuejue family will also be pushed to the forefront.

This is the worst strategy!

Moreover, as long as the Tianshu needle is still there, the Temple of Destiny will definitely be able to chase him wherever Zhang Ruochen escapes. Thinking of being chased by a group of top saints, or even gods, Zhang Ruochen's scalp is numb.

"Looking for the wood, come to the third meeting hall immediately." Gu Yanzhi's voice came into Zhang Ruochen's ears.

Zhang Ruochen immediately changed into a black robe, changed into the thin appearance of Master Xunmu, lifted up the wooden stick of the divine messenger and left the meeting hall.

The third meeting hall, built underground and covered with a large number of formation inscriptions, is a place to discuss major secret matters and is not open normally.

When Zhang Ruochen arrived, hundreds of spiritual power saints had gathered outside the stone gate of the conference hall. Many of them were spiritual power saints of level 50 or above.

"It's just a Goddess Building under the Twelve Squares of Goddess. It can actually recruit so many powerful people with mental power."

Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised, of course he didn't believe it. The Twelve Squares of the Goddess had cultivated so many spiritual saints. Therefore, he secretly observed and found that more than 90% of these spiritual saints did not belong to the ten major clans, but came from various small clans, and even some subordinate mortal realms from the Heavenly Court.

It's normal, which force has no defectors?

Some powerful monks cannot stay in the heavenly court and go to the edge of the hell realm, but they can live a very comfortable life.

"It seems that something big happened when the third meeting hall was started."

"Recently, many big names have come to the Goddess City. The holy powers are earth-shaking. It would be strange if nothing big happens."

"I hope that the top saint-level battles will not break out again. In the last battle, as far as I know, more than 300 spiritual masters died tragically, and countless injured people."

"Stop talking, my injuries have not healed yet, and I have been listless."

"I joined the Twelve Squares of the Goddess because it was difficult for me to make any progress in my cultivation. I just wanted to spend the last few decades happily. But I thought that there have been great events recently, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to have a good ending."

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Listening to the discussions of these spiritual masters, Zhang Ruochen thought to himself, "A monk who is greedy for pleasure, joining the Twelve Squares of the Goddess is a good choice. He can not only accompany the beautiful women, but also obtain cultivation resources, and there is not much danger."

"Shh! Shuh, a big man is here!" I don't know who said this.

A group of spiritual saints immediately shut their mouths, tidy up their appearance, and correct their posture.

Footsteps sounded.

A group of monks in white robes came to the ground, walked through the crowd, and walked towards the stone gate of the third meeting hall.

Zhang Ruochen felt powerful spiritual fluctuations in this white-robed monk. Each of them was extraordinary and he was definitely the Great Sage of Spiritual Power.

Among them, the old man walking in the front had a silver mark on his forehead, with a mark of sun, moon and stars. His face was slightly fat, his black hair was shawl, and his eyes were filled with an evil smile, and he had a huge aura.

As he walked by, the saint of spiritual power standing on both sides was trembling.

One of the spiritual masters had his legs weak and he knelt on the ground, which was considered a big ugly.

The one who was by the old man was Bai Qing'er's disciple, Shang Yue.

Shang Yue was respectful to the old man, and obviously the other party was a person who made her so proud and respected her.

As for the great sage of the Hundred Shackle Realm, Gu Yanzhi could only follow the back.

The old man glanced at the spiritual master who knelt on the ground, grinned, showed his yellow teeth, and said, "The Twelve Squares of the Goddess are at least one of the ten dark forces, so don't recruit anyone. I will eat him first!"

The old man poked out two withered fingers and knocked on the head of the spiritual master.

Suddenly, the saint of mental power made a shrill scream, his whole body twitched, and the holy soul and mental power were all pulled away by the old man and sucked into his mouth.

All the saints of mental power present were frightened and their faces turned pale.

"If Master Bao likes it, Yue'er will buy you a batch of soul food." Shang Yue's voice was sweet and pleasing, which was completely different from the ruthlessness he had when he attacked Zhang Ruochen.

"Let's talk about the serious matter first!"

Jian Lingfeng smiled gloomyly, swayed his wide sleeves and walked into the stone gate first.

The other great saints follow closely.

Cultivators who have not reached the Great Saint realm are not qualified to participate in the discussion and can only wait outside.

As the stone gate closed, all the spiritual masters let out a long breath. Many people's robes were already wet and were scared.

Only after a while did the saints of spiritual power communicate with each other.

"Did you see that what powerful cultivation level of Shangyue Dasheng is, he still has to accompany him? Who is the origin of that old man?"

A spiritual power saint king with a mental power of nearly 60th level said: "Since the great saint Shang Yue called the old man the Master and his surname was Guan, he was probably the old monster who had lived for more than 20,000 years in the Twelve Squares of the Goddess!

"What you said...is it the world's hand of the goddess Twelve Squares? How could it be him? Didn't he say he is dead?"

"A person of this level cannot be said, so don't talk about it. With the spiritual attainments of the predecessors, we can definitely not hide his perceptions when talking about the spiritual power here."

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Zhang Ruochen did not dare to release his mental power, but with the heart of truth, he still heard their voice transmission.

The more I listened, the more I became more frightened.

Hand of the world?

Zhang Ruochen only felt his scalp numb, and quickly hid all his mental thoughts into the heart of truth, leaving only the 59th level of mental strength.

The formation master is divided into three levels: the master of mountains and rivers, the king of sea and land, and the hand of the world.

Most of the Earth Masters stay at the level of the Lord of Mountains and Rivers.

The king of sea and land is already very rare.

As for the hands of the world, each one is an existence that can become a guest of gods. In a big world, you can turn your hands into clouds and rain, and you can even use your fingers to draw a ninth-grade formation in an instant.

Even the supreme great saint is unwilling to be enemies with a world hand.

Even if an existence has become a god with spiritual power, its formation attainment may not be able to reach the level of the world's hand.

Half an hour later, Gu Yanzhi and Shang Yue walked out of the stone gate.

Gu Yanzhi's face was extremely heavy, and his hands couldn't help trembling. After a while, he calmed himself down. He glanced at the spiritual saint present and said, "A big event is about to happen to Ice King Star, and you all need to participate."

Everyone said in unison: "We are willing to serve the twelve floors of the goddess."

"Everyone doesn't need to be so nervous, it's not a big deal."

Shang Yue smiled and showed Gu Yanzhi a look.

Gu Yanzhi waved his sleeves, and a ball of black light flew out of his sleeves, floating in front of him and Shang Yue.

In the black light, there are black stones wrapped in different sizes.

The stones are covered with strange patterns, exuding a divine aura.

"Every monk comes forward and receives a black stone." Gu Yan's way.

The spiritual masters were confused, but they also came forward to collect them one after another.

The stronger the mental power, the larger the Xuanwu stone you receive.

When it was Zhang Ruochen's turn, Gu Yanzhi chose a basin-sized black treasure stone for him and introduced it to Shang Yue: "Miss Yue, this person is called Xunmu, and he is a spiritual cultivator in the wing world of the Blood Heaven Tribe. His qualifications are very extraordinary. He has cultivated to the fifty-eighth level with himself. Recently, he has obtained the resources of the Twelve Squares of the Goddess and has already broken through to the fifty-ninth level, and the Great Sage is expected."

A great spiritual saint is not a small person in the Twelve Squares of the Goddess, and is qualified to enter the core level.

When recruiting such talents, Gu Yanzhi naturally wants to mention it.

Shang Yue glanced at Zhang Ruochen lightly, her eyes seemed to be penetrating, making him see through. Suddenly, her eyes moved to the wooden stick in Zhang Ruochen's hand and exclaimed: "Your wooden stick is a bit interesting."

Zhang Ruochen said hoarsely: "Miss Yue's eyes, my wooden stick is made of a piece of branch of the divine wood, and it has invaded the dark water."

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid that Shang Yue would be greedy for the gods' wooden sticks. After all, it was hard to catch ordinary treasures than her cultivation level.
To be continued...