"Zhang Ruochen, a bloody family, visit the sacred land of the corrupt clan."

Zhang Ruochen's sound waves were like the waves of divine thunder, pouring into the ditto seed layer by layer, causing the clouds to roll.

The great saints of the Temple of Death were all surprised and shocked.

Haike was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Since he came to the door on his own initiative, it would save a lot of trouble. Sigui Old Man, go and bring him in. I want to see what this chubby boy has to do to capture all the great saints who have a life of death."

The leader of the corrupt clan responded strangely and immediately flew towards the gate of the holy land with a group of monks.

Outside the Dibenze, there were already a crowd of people, and monks of all races rushed to watch.

Too shocked!

The Temple of Death did not cause trouble for Zhang Ruochen. Could it be that Zhang Ruochen had to take the initiative to come to the door?

Zhang Ruochen came with five great saints of the Death Temple who had become monks. This was definitely a provocation and humiliation. It was simply a stomping on the face of the Death Temple to the ground and beat it.

"Zhang Ruochen and the Temple of Death are already in a state of dying. I don't know how the situation will develop next?"

"Zhang Ruochen tried to challenge the entire Death Temple with his own strength, but he was too demented. If I were him, I would definitely have to unite with the top ten tribes of the Immortal Vampire and take advantage of the entire Immortal Vampire to fight against the Death Temple."

"The other monks of the Immortal Vampire Clan have no deep hatred with the God of Death Temple. Why should I listen to his call? Besides, with Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, he is far from the strength of the entire Immortal Vampire Clan."

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Yan Zhexian stood in the Seven Stars Palace and did not show up for the time being, but was shocked by the atmosphere around him. He did not expect that this matter would develop to such a level, which simply detonated the entire Hundred Clans Royal City.

Suddenly, she regretted agreeing to Zhang Ruochen.

Even if she had the eldest daughter of the Yan clan, she would probably not be able to suppress the angry heart of the monks in the Temple of Death.

"Wow!"

At the mountain gate of the Fu Clan Holy Land, the formation inscriptions appeared brightly, and a three-meter-wide gate was divided from the center.

The leader of the Corrupt Clan Emperor, a group of dozens of great saints walked out.

Their bodies were wrapped in black robes, their faces could not be seen clearly, and their bodies were filled with corrupt power of coldness.

Without any greetings, the Emperor of the Corrupt Clan said: "Please come from the Great Sage Ruochen."

Zhang Ruochen stood outside the palace gate of the Seven Star Imperial Palace, looked down at the bottom, shook, and said, "The clan emperor has not asked me why I want to visit the corrupt clan, why did he invite me in? Could it be that there is something ambush inside?"

The Emperor of the Corrupt Clan knew that he had any suffering. He knew that once Zhang Ruochen entered Nibenze, he would undoubtedly die.

It would be strange that Zhang Ruochen died in Nibenze, and it would be impossible for the Fructus clan to be destroyed by the Blood Jue clan.

But what's the solution?

After all, the corrupt tribe is dependent on the Temple of Death and can only act according to orders.

"Why is Ruochen coming here?" asked the corrupt clan emperor patiently.

"Of course I'm here to apologize."

Zhang Ruochen snapped his fingers, "True color, true greed, true anger, true delusion, true killing, and came out one after another. Each of them carried two large red copper boxes and placed them on the ground under the command of Da Sikong.

Ten boxes opened, and a dazzling divine light surged out from it.

It was actually a full ten boxes of divine stones, which totaled three thousand.

The dignified clan emperor would not be scared by the three thousand divine stones.

The Emperor of the Corruption tribe just glanced slightly, and his eyes fell on the five monks opposite him, sneering in his heart, "Are you here to apologize? No matter how you look at it, they are all here to make trouble."

After seeing the five great saints in the Death Temple of Death turned into monks, all the great saints in the Death Temple were filled with righteous indignation and were furious, unable to continue sitting in the holy land, and they all took off.

Originally Ji roared: "Zhang Ruochen, if you really want to apologize, you will first hand over all the supreme holy weapons on you, and then kowtow step by step into the sacred land of the corrupt clan. Perhaps the Temple of Death can spare you from death."

The great sages of the Temple of Death used their body techniques to surround the Seven-Star Imperial Palace, and released their holy power one after another, trying to take action to tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces.

The atmosphere instantly became tense and stern.

Just one fuse will cause an unstoppable killing.

The monks of all races who were watching were pressed by powerful holy powers and couldn't breathe, and they looked even more nervous than Zhang Ruochen who was in the center of the storm.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Brother Yuan misunderstood. I am not apologizing to the Temple of Death, but to the corrupt clan."

When everyone was completely confused, Zhang Ruochen continued, "I heard that when I entered the Hundred Clans Royal City, all the tribes in the city sent monks to invite me and see me. However, I was at the critical moment of my cultivation, and I couldn't help but neglect the messengers of all tribes. I felt guilty, so I planned to come to the door one by one to apologize."

"As for everyone in the Temple of Death, we had agreed to resolve our grudges in one battle? Are you too forgetful?"

The Emperor of the Fructus clan said: "The Great Sage Ruochen may have misunderstood. No monks of the Fructus clan went to pay homage to you, and no monks invited you."

Hearing this, the Great Saint of the Temple of Death showed a sarcastic smile on his face.

"is that so?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't feel embarrassed at all and said, "Okay, since that's the case, let's talk about the next thing. I want to cultivate the Heavenly Sword Soul in the Hundred Shackle Realm, but I know that this is difficult, mainly because of the lack of cultivation resources. I don't know if there are any corruption tribes, which can help monks improve their holy souls, or cleanse the rules of swordsmanship? I want to buy some."

"No."

The corrupt clan emperor directly refused.

What a joke, the Fructus tribe is attached to the Temple of Death. If you, Zhang Ruochen, buy cultivation resources, actually came to the Fructus tribe. Isn’t this just a boring thing?

It's simply that I'm humiliated when I'm delivered to my door.

The great sage of the Temple of Death was so happy to see Zhang Ruochen's idiot-like stupidity, so he did not rush to do it.

Zhang Ruochen asked again: "Really not? For example, God's Star Soul, Underworld Soul Pill, Holy Soul Pill, Divine Sword Soul Liquid..."

"No, nothing, as long as it is what you Zhang Ruochen wants, there is nothing like the corrupt clan." The emperor of the corrupt clan gradually developed confidence and said arrogantly: "However, the corrupt clan doesn't mind accepting the ten boxes of divine stones sent by the Great Sage Ruochen."

There was a loud laughter sounding around.

Zhang Ruochen nodded seriously and said, "Well, I never thought about taking these ten boxes of divine stones back. Next, let's talk about the third thing!"

Suddenly, blood light burst out on Zhang Ruochen's body.

A cloud of blood sea god appeared around him, and a pair of huge blood-red light wings rushed out from his back.

"Yes... it's the God of War belt."

"That's right, it's indeed the belt of the Immortal Vampire. Only the thirteen War Gods of the Immortal Vampire are qualified to wear it, symbolizing supreme honor."

"Wearing a belt of the God of War, it's like a God of War comes in person. When the Immortal Blood Clan sees it, they will kneel down and worship it, obey the orders, and no one dares not to obey."

...

The immortal blood monks present hesitated, wondering whether they should kneel down and bow.

If one of the thirteen gods of war came, they would definitely not hesitate. However, now wearing the belt of the god of war is Zhang Ruochen, a great saint in the Hundred Shackles Realm.

Originally, Ji saw the reaction of the immortal blood clan monks present, and sneered in his heart. It was ridiculous that Zhang Ruochen wanted to command the immortal blood clan monks with just the belt of the God of War.

He is far from prestige and strength.

Zhang Ruochen summoned the ancient sword of Chenyuan, pointed to the Emperor of the Fructus clan from afar, and said, "Today, I challenge the Fructus clan in the name of the future war god of the Immortal Vampire. In the same realm, I will be invincible. Crossing one realm, I will be invincible. Who in the world can defeat me? The strongest hundred shackles and the strongest thousand questions of the Fructus clan, dare to face the challenge? If I don't have the courage to face the challenge, from then on, the Fructus monks will have to retreat 30,000 miles when they see me."

There was silence around.

All the monks didn't know what Zhang Ruochen wanted to do! Some people even thought that he might have had problems with his cultivation, and he became a madman.

"Why did he feel familiar with what he said just now?" A monk from the Immortal Vampire said to himself.

Next to him, an older immortal blood clan saint exclaimed: "I remember, this is what the Blood God of War said when he challenged the monks of the Heavenly Court and the World."

"The original words are: Today, I challenge the heavenly court and all realms in the name of the future war god of the Immortal Vampire. In the same realm, I want to be invincible. If I cross one realm, I will be invincible. Who can defeat me in the heavenly court? If there is no courage to fight in a certain realm, from then on, the monks in this realm will need to retreat 30,000 miles when they see me."

"This sentence has been engraved on the divine pillar of the Temple of War in the Temple of Immortality, and is called the Oath of War Heaven."

The noise became louder and louder.

Even though more than 100,000 years have passed, some monks still remember the feat of the Blood-Earth War God, and challenged the monks in all worlds with one person's strength.

"It is said that the Lord of the Immortal Temple and a very old-fashioned God of War, personally brought the Blood-Earth God of War with the Hundred Shackles Realm to the most famous Shenyu battlefield, on the sea of ​​Wuding God, shouted this sentence to the Allied Forces of the Heavenly Court opposite the Sea of ​​God."

"On the first day, the Heavenly Court sent fifty-seven great saints from the Hundred Shackle Realm to fight, but they were all defeated and killed by the Blood-Earth God of War."

"The next day, the Heavenly Court finally accepted the fact that the Bloody War God is invincible in the same realm, so he sent a cultivator at the level of the Bloody War God to fight. The top Thousand Questions Realm powerhouses from all walks of life in the Heavenly Court took action one after another."

"It's a pity that I lost for three days in a row."

"Even in the Qianwen Realm, there is no one who can compete with the Blood-Juen War God, and none of them even escaped alive."

"You must know that these great talents in the Hundred Shackle Realm and Thousand Question Realm are all the seeds of the gods in the Heavenly Court. After being killed so many by the Blood-Earth God of War, the Heavenly Court has suffered heavy losses."

"The morale of the Heavenly Court and the Ten Thousand Worlds was hit to a terrible level. Many of the gods on the Heavenly Court were even more furious. They offered rewards to the Ten Thousand Worlds. In the Thousand Questions Realm, who can defeat the Blood-Defeated God of War, will be able to receive rewards from the gods."

"Finally, on the fifth day, Huangtian appeared. With his cultivation level at the Hundred Shackles Realm, he fought with the Blood-Jui War God. The Nine Heavens and Nine Battles were hard to decide the winner and lose, and helped the Heavenly Court army recover their morale."

"But what the Blood-Devoted War God did back then eventually became a legend and the dream goal of young monks in the Hell Realm."

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen shouted the same words. Could it be that he wanted to walk the path that the bloody God of War had once taken?
Chapter completed!