The sea area where Guixu is located is vast and boundless.

The world is red, like a flaming copper furnace.

The monks from Heaven and Hell stood on islands to watch the battle.

These islands are made up of the corpses of ancient giant beasts and mud and sand. They look ferocious and angry, with different shapes and contain the breath of death. Unfortunately, the past is too long, and the corpse of this giant beast has lost its due value and is no different from a stone.

Today's battle consists of Xue Tu and Zhen Yuan fighting for the ownership of one of the ten realms, "Fire Cloud Realm".

The spectator stood in the sea thousands of miles away.

The masters of the Temple of Destiny Ruyun, headed by the temple goddess Prajna, gathered on a bone island shaped like eagle wings. They were either dead, evil spirits soaring into the sky, or had cold breaths. They were all top powerhouses under the divine realm.

Zhuo Yunong and the Sergeant Si Dasheng, who was under his seat, stood on the left side of the eagle wings and said, "This Zhenyuan is really impressive. He actually practiced the Five Elements Wood Way to the point of being enchanted. Among the powerful people in the Heavenly Court, his strength is enough to rank among the top five."

On the entire island, only Prajna is sitting alone.

Below her was a big blood jade flying dragon chair, wearing a dark blue robe, her skin was like the condensed fat of fairy jade, and the Styx was flowing around her, and her long black hair swayed in the wind, with its powerful aura.

In Prajna's hand, he holds a staff, and there are countless rules of fate flowing around the staff, which can affect space, time, light and darkness, origin, truth, virtuality and reality, seven emotions and six desires.

This is the decisive staff.

With this stick, in the first battle of the Ten Realms, her eighteen sticks defeated Chu Jian, the representative of the Heavenly Court, and shocked the world, making all the monks all over the world realize that the Temple of Destiny is not only lacking, but also this goddess is an amazing strong man.

Thousands of years ago, Zhuo Yunong did not take the young Prajna seriously. Now his cultivation has gone further, but he is extremely afraid of Prajna, and he has a look of awe in his words.

A soldier from the Judgment Department came over and knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, Qing Xunyun, the deputy leader of the Blood Emperor God and Demon Camp, asked for a visit."

"Oh? Let him come here." Prajna said lightly with his eyebrows down.

Qing Xunyun walked over quickly, intimidated by the momentum of Prajna. With his cultivation level close to the peak of the demigod, he couldn't help but bow, bow and bow, and said, "Go to the goddess."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Prajna did not look at him directly, but still stared at the battlefield in the distance.

"Zhang Ruochen is back!" Qing Xunyun said.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yunong and the monks of the Judgment Department all showed a look of surprise.

Prajna finally turned back to his eyes, and his eyes fell on Qing Xunyun.

Suddenly, the pressure on Qing Xunyun's body increased sharply. He felt that the eyes of His Highness of the Goddess were like thousands of swords stabbing on his body. He hurriedly said, "I can't be sure yet, but just now, there was indeed a man with unfathomable cultivation who came to Guixu with Xia Yu and Chi Kongle."

The atmosphere on the entire island became extremely solemn.

Prajna was calm and composed. He stood up and walked towards Qing Xunyun, saying, "Why did you report this to this goddess?"

The invisible pressure was even stronger, Qing Xunyun said: "Zhang Ruochen's father is a traitor to the Temple of Destiny. Zhang Ruochen was a sinner who created the vision of "Fate Creek backflow and flooding the Temple of Destiny". Back then, the monks from Kunlun Realm rescued the Lord of the Temple of Destiny, and Zhang Ruochen probably also contributed his efforts. Since he appeared, I think the Temple of Destiny should take action."

"In this way, are you here to inform us?" said Prajna.

Qing Xunyun said: "Everyone who harms the interests of the Temple of Destiny will be punished."

"I understand, you go back!" said Prajna.

Qing Xunyun added, saying, "Your Highness must take action as soon as possible, otherwise Zhang Ruochen will be unable to deal with it if he hides in the dark!"

"Do you need your teaching to do things?"

Prajna's eyes glared over, with a coldness, which made Qing Xunyun's face change.

Qing Xunyun didn't dare to say anything anymore, bowed and quickly retreated.

Zhuo Yunong said: "Your Highness, I will take the monks from the Judgment Department to capture him."

"Who should I capture?" said Prajna.

Prajna's eyes were very sharp. Even a person like Zhuo Yunong did not dare to look at her. He avoided his eyes and said, "Of course it's Zhang Ruochen."

Prajna shook his head and said, "Just! Even Qing Xunyun himself is not sure. The monk he saw was Zhang Ruochen. It was obvious that someone wanted to use the Temple of Destiny to test the true identity of a strong man."

Zhuo Yunong thought about it a little, immediately understood, his eyes sank, and said, "Your Highness is smart, it's because Yu Nong was rash! However, Qing Xunyun dared to use the Temple of Destiny, so brave."

"Huh!"

Prajna's eyes looked at a secondary god-class warship in the distance, and Zhang Ruochen, Xia Yu, and Chi Kongle were all standing on it.

Other monks from the Temple of Destiny also discovered the sub-god-class warship, with pairs of eyes looking over.

The mysterious man who appeared with Xia Yu and Chi Kongle was too suspicious and attracted the attention of monks from all sides. Of course, more monks were still focused on Xue Tu and Zhenyuan who were in fierce battle.

On the battlefield.

The twelve wings on the back of the Blood Tuo spread out and turned into twelve bloody clouds and mists, covering the sky that was hundreds of miles apart. In front of him, a huge stone altar that was thousands of feet high was flying, and it was a confrontation with the supreme holy weapon that Zhenyuan made.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

The collision between the huge stone altar and the supreme holy weapon caused the heaven and earth to shake, and the sea water turned into a sky, forming a series of regular waves of holy paths, turning thousands of miles into a forbidden area.

Zhang Ruochen recognized that the huge stone altar held by Xue Tu was the one in the Origin Temple, which preserved endless years and was immortal.

At the beginning, he knew that this altar was definitely not an ordinary item, but unfortunately he could not be taken away.

Who would have thought that Blood Tu had such a great opportunity to become the owner of the huge stone altar?

Zhang Ruochen asked Xia Yu with a smile: "Has this guy become so powerful? I thought he died in the Temple of Origin."

Xia Yu looked unkind and said, "It is said that Xue Tu fell into a secret place in the Origin Temple a thousand years ago. Where did he get an extraordinary opportunity. After the main body of the Origin Temple was brought back to the Death Palace by the Death God, he accidentally discovered him in the secret place and accepted him as his disciple."

"Become a disciple of the Death God? You have good luck and are interesting." Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly.

Xia Yu snorted: "He is just your luck. If you hadn't brought him into the Origin Temple, how could he be today? If it weren't for the help of his master, how could he have obtained the inheritance of the Blood Flame God of War in Kunlun Realm?"

"It's all his own chance and it has nothing to do with me." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xia Yu said: "With the God of Death as his backer, Xue Tu has never taken the Xue Jue family seriously at all, and has never admitted that he is a disciple of his master and calls himself the God of War of the Massacre."

"You dare to be called the God of War Emperor before you reach the divine realm?" Zhang Ruochen was surprised. It was unimaginable how much blood swelled.

The battle in the distance has entered a white heat.

A roar from Blood Tu came: "Create the world and the god of war is back."

A red flame as red as blood gushed out of the blood carcasses' body, and turned into a sea of ​​fire under their feet.

In the sea of ​​fire behind him, a magnificent shadow of the God of War rose.

The phantom, like having life, made a deafening whistle, which shocked the audience thousands of miles away, all the eardrums were tingling.

The Blood Flame God of War is one of the thirteen war gods of the Immortal Blood Clan 100,000 years ago. During the Godly War, he fell in the Kunlun Realm.

Xue Tu inherited his God of War Seal and is now able to fully utilize the power of the Seal.

Xia Yu said: "The Purgatory Fire that Blood Tu cultivated is already very powerful. Later, he cultivated the Blood Flame God of War God, and the Feng Yan Divine Flame of the Death God. He integrated the three flames into one and called the Massacre God Fire."

"I can see that this kind of flame is indeed very strong, and the temperature is close to one million. His strength is really a representative figure of the Yuanhui level, and he can compete with the false gods. In other eras, he might be the best in the hell world. Unfortunately, in this era, dragons and snakes compete for the competition, and heroes emerge in many ways." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xia Yu said: "In this game, it should be the victory of the Hell Realm again, and the monk in the Heavenly Court is about to lose!"

"Not necessarily." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xia Yu was puzzled and said, "Unless a Yuanhui-level genius like Que and Yin Yuanchen take action, who can be the opponent of Xue Tu in this state?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "The divine fire of Xue Tu is not a small matter. It is obviously the rule of the Five Elements Fire Way. Coupled with the Blood Flame God of War God's War God's mark, even if Que and Yin Yuanchen want to defeat him, it is not easy to do it."

"Since that's the case, do you think that the monk from the Heavenly Court still has a chance to win?" Xia Yu said.

Zhang Ruochen remained silent and stared at Zhenyuan.

Under the divine realm, Zhenyuan is one of the few cultivators who are difficult for Zhang Ruochen to see through.

Even Yin Yuanchen did not give him this feeling.

Faced with the violent attack of Blood Tu, Zhen Yuan was not surprised. He first used the rules of the Five Elements Wood to evolve a lush sacred wood forest and hid in it.

"Haha! Among the five elements, fire overcomes wood. Although you are in the way of the five elements, wood, you will inevitably be defeated by the hands of this emperor."

Blood Tu Chang laughed and drove the sea of ​​fire under his feet and rushed to the Shenmu Forest.

But at this moment, strange sounds of water flowing sounded in the Shenmu Forest, becoming louder and louder, like a river rushing.

"Crash!"

Dozens, hundreds, and thousands of rivers pour out from the Shenmu Forest.

The water in the river is not ordinary water, but is formed by the condensation of the rules of the Five Elements Water Law, which is biting and cold and endless.

Zhenyuan was wearing a Taoist robe, standing ethereal and lively at the top of the waves of a river, and said loudly: "Fire overcomes wood, but water overcomes fire."

"You have actually practiced the Five Elements Water Way to the point of being engulfed in the divine state." Xue Tu showed a shock.

Isn't it just a blood slaughter, and all the viewers of the Heavenly Court and Hell were shocked.

It is extremely rare for a cultivator of the Holy Realm to cultivate a holy path to the point of becoming a god, and is a top existence under the divine realm. Even the representatives of the quasi-yuanhui level can reversibly burst out the combat power of the representatives of the Yuanhui level.

At the same time, the two holy paths have been cultivated to the point of becoming a god. It has not been seen in history, but it is very rare.

It is even rarer than a Yuanhui genius.

Zhen Yuan drew a circle with his arms, and the Five Elements Seal appeared on his head, and he said, "Do you think you are the only one who enters the divine fire? Samadhi True Fire."

Zhenyuan spit out a mouthful of flames from his mouth, which were in three colors, and turned into a thousand-mile-long flame divine river, rushing towards the Blood Tu. Wherever he passed, the space was burned to distortion.
Chapter completed!