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Zhang Ruochen stood on the top of the towering city wall of the impermanent ghost city, and the north wind howled, bringing a hint of coolness.
The meandering and mighty Santu River passes through the boundless wilderness, from far to near. On the surface of the river, will-o’-the-wisps flew out continuously, and rotting corpses and bones came out. It can be seen that although the universe has been calm for nearly a thousand years, the killing has never stopped. Death is the only destination for all living beings of all races.
He looked far into the eastern starry sky, as if he could see through space.
Banruo stood beside him with the divine light of destiny all over his body, and also looked at the eastern starry sky.
She knew what Zhang Ruochen was looking at.
The Netherworld Dungeon was moved to the starry sky where the Soul Realm used to be by the Island Master of the Perishing God. It is at the intersection of the Western Universe, the Southern Universe, and the Hell Universe. The Great Wall of Beize and the Sea of Disillusionment are so remote.
Once a war of gods breaks out, innocent people will not be harmed, and rescue forces can be quickly organized.
The only disadvantage is that it will become difficult to defend, and it is easy to be broken into by the strong hidden in the dark, or even directly attacked.
Hundreds of years ago, the Soul Realm Starfield had already been enveloped by the spreading demonic energy, affecting the nerves of all the top gods in the world. Any turmoil will cause an uproar.
Prajna said: “It’s been a hundred years, Hao Tianzun and Taishang should be planning to use this to lead Barr, Nine Dead Emperors, and Bone Yama to the Soul Realm Star Field to relieve the pressure on the four gods of the universe in the heavens. Great Demon God If they are not completely dead, these three must be the most radical.”
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, “Even if the three of them knew it was a trap, they would definitely go there. However, it was not to save the Great Demon God, but to dismember the Great Demon God, so as to become his own half-ancestor Dao, or Avenue of the Ancestors.”
Emperor Nine Deaths and Bone Yama were both born from the Great Demon God, but they have independent consciousness and great ambitions.
If the great demon **** is born, it will not do them any good. Instead, they may take action to erase their consciousness and take them back to their bodies to restore their vitality.
As for Baal and Gaimie, these chaotic ancient demon gods, they just surrendered to the ancestors of the Great Demon God. How could they not want to replace them given the chance?
Undoubtedly, the Soul Realm Starfield is the center of the current cosmic storm, and the success or failure there will determine the future pattern of heaven and earth.
That was something the three half-ancestors needed to consider, but what Zhang Ruochen was worried about was elsewhere.
Looking down, I saw the black and white Taoist appeared under the city.
The black and white Taoist took a step forward and was already beside Zhang Ruochen.
“Nine hundred years, thank you Dichen for helping the ghost clan solve the hidden dangers of the impermanent ghost city. In the future, the three clans will definitely repay this favor. I wonder what Dichen’s plan is next?”
Zhang Ruochen said with a smile: “Is the patriarch going to drive me away?”
The black and white Taoist’s face froze, and then sighed: “Di Chen, why are you still remembering the grudges of the past? After Xutian and Fengtian left, World Tree still has to rely on you to help the old man guard it. You must never shirk.”
Xu Tian has already cultivated the twenty-fourth sword, the sword broke through the barrier of Tianzun level, and then returned to the Temple of Destiny in a high-profile manner, no longer afraid of Barr and others, with the momentum of a king returning.
Fengtian got the Ximen left by Mingzu, swallowed the magic pill refined by Moli Corpse Ancestor, refined a large amount of immortal blood, and stepped into the peak of Immortality a hundred years ago. After that, she went to the camp in the Abyss of Darkness in the **** world.
Everyone knows that the threat of ancient creatures to **** is far greater than that of heaven, and war is imminent.
Where there is war, there will naturally be Phoenix Caiyi.
After a while, Zhang Ruochen said, “I’m leaving today.”
Hannuo looked sideways slightly, obviously a little surprised.
The black and white Taoist was shocked, and hurriedly said: “How can this be done? You are gone, the old man is alone, and the World Tree is such a big stall, if something happens, the consequences will be disastrous.”
Zhang Ruochen looked towards Yan Luo Ghost City at the top of the World Tree, and said: “The secret of heaven has been revealed in advance, and today is the day when Emperor Fengdu returns.”
The black and white Taoist calculated immediately, but found no secret, said: “Don’t be joking, the space-time altar is not fully repaired yet!”
“I’m not kidding, the emperor will return today. I have something to do here, please help the patriarch.”
Zhang Ruochen spread out the palm of his right hand, forming a big world in his palm, with active space power.
The Sea of Asura Battle Souls floated in his palm, releasing a tyrannical Asura Battle Qi, and the forty-five clusters of dao lights inside emitted a brilliant brilliance, attracting endless waves on the sea surface, and the space kept trembling.
Zhang Ruochen obtained a large amount of ancestral spirit and ancestral rules to protect the Xuantai from Jie Tian, so naturally he no longer needs the Shura Battle Soul Sea.
For letting his “father-in-law” go, and giving him so much face, how could he not pay some price?
The black and white Taoist has mixed feelings and mixed feelings.
After the return of Emperor Fengdu, the World Tree can naturally be impregnable, but his patriarch’s right to speak will inevitably plummet.
The scenery of a thousand years is lost in one day.
Luo Weiluo’s voice resounded in Shura’s battle soul sea: “Zhang Ruochen, you coward, you have the ability to refine my soul!”
The black and white Taoist looked at Shura’s battle soul sea, and asked curiously, “Di Chen hasn’t killed her yet?”
“I’ve always pitied and cherished jade, how can I bear it?” Zhang Ruochen said.
Heihei Daoist understands, and said with a smile: “It’s a pity that she is the ancestor’s spirit. She has a too strong personality, and I’m afraid she won’t submit to others. Moreover, she doesn’t even have a physical body.”
“Who says no? I plan to return the Shura Battle Soul Sea to the Shura Clan. Can the clan leader help me with this journey?” Zhang Ruochen immediately added: “I promised Shiji Niangniang, I have to go to the darkness immediately The other side of the abyss.”
The black and white Taoists were greatly moved.
This is Shura’s sea of fighting souls. Zhang Ruochen is really a well-known boy who spreads money, so he can return it all.
If he got the Shura War Soul Sea, he would never return it if the Shura clan didn’t provide a lot of training resources and the Starry Sky Territory.
What makes the Black and White Taoists even more gratifying is that Zhang Ruochen actually gave him such favors for a clan.
It is conceivable that he will bring the Shura battle soul sea to the Shura clan, and he will definitely attract the attention of the world. Even if the emperor returns, he will take away part of the light.
The black and white Taoist suppressed the excitement in his heart, took over the Shura battle soul sea, sealed it into the world of gods, and said: “Dichen is so righteous, no wonder all the monks in the world respect and admire it. It is not an exaggeration to say that as long as Dichen raises his arms and shouts , at least half of the monks in the entire **** world are willing to follow.”
“What do you follow me for? What they want to follow is the strong, the half-ancestor, Tianmu and Empress Shiji.” Zhang Ruochen said.
Black and white Taoist said: “The abyss of darkness has been shrouded in the clouds of war, and all races in the **** world should contribute. Dichen, if you want to go, take the old man’s two disciples with you by the way, and let them Fighting on behalf of the ghost clan, if there is anything to tell them to do, it should be of some help.”
“Don’t, they’re going, let them go.”
Carrying Prajna, Zhang Ruochen immediately left the ghost city of impermanence and embarked on the ancient **** road leading to the dark abyss.
The black and white Taoist looked suspicious, his two disciples were gods, and his posture was so low, why did Zhang Ruochen refuse?
Is there something hidden in this?
Entering the Ancient God Road, Banruo couldn’t help but said, “Give Luo Moolo to him, what if something happens to you?”
She knew that even Zhang Ruochen didn’t dare to kill Luo Moluo.
Zhang Ruochen said: “Don’t worry! Black and white Taoists are not ordinary people. There are very few monks who can go to the dark abyss to find opportunities, break through the situation, and walk out of it. From ancient times to the present, there are very few monks. This old man The guy is shrewd, and the means of hiding and saving his life are few people can compare.”
Zhang Ruochen tried many times to refine Luo Ailuo’s soul in Shura’s battle soul sea, but once the refining started, the black hand erupted violently, trying to break the seal of spiritual consciousness.
At the same time, an extremely dangerous aura appeared from the depths of the universe, locking Zhang Ruochen and forcing him to stop.
Luo Weiluo must have an extraordinary relationship with Darkness and Weirdness, otherwise Seventy-two Pinlian would not have taken a huge risk to go to the Asura Star Pillar Realm to save her.
Gu Yanluo also warned, “Capturing Luo Weiluo will be the worst decision you will make
Definitely. “
The darkness and weirdness are only repelled by the three great ancestors, and they may be born at any time. Zhang Ruochen doesn’t want to provoke him.
Zhang Ruochen has analyzed the reasons why the darkness is hidden. First, it must be to recuperate and restore strength, and he does not want to challenge the entire universe with his own strength at this time.
The bigger reason should be that there are unknown forces in the universe that are more terrifying than darkness and weirdness, making them afraid.
That’s right, the Ming ancestor who only listened to his name but never saw his person.
It is also like the time-space human ancestor mentioned by the second Confucian ancestor.
Three hundred thousand years ago, the twenty-four heavens fought against each other.
With the Nether Dungeon, there may not be a great demon **** who is completely dead, and the Lingyanzi who has been missing for many years.
…
The higher the level of cultivation, the more secrets you come into contact with, the more you can feel the horror of the vast universe, hiding too many unknowns.
Ordinary gods can only see the corner of the iceberg exposed to the water.
Even Haotian, Shiji Niangniang, Tianmu and others who have reached the level of the half-ancestor are still walking on thin ice and need to deal with the current situation cautiously.
The Ancient God Road was established by relying on the tributaries of the Santu River and the space veins, running through the universe and saving the time of crossing the star field.
In recent years, due to the strategic contraction of the **** world, the focus has been shifted to the Starry Sky Battlefield, the Santu River Basin, and the Abyss of Darkness, so the Ancient God Road has been used again, and traces of repairs can be seen in many places.
Not long after walking, a small town-like black station appeared in front of it, and a large number of gods of the undead blood race gathered outside~IndoMTL.com~ Blood Jue God of War walked out of the station with a hot rough embryo pottery bowl in his hand, Looking at Zhang Ruochen and Banruo walking along the Santu River, he said, “Seeing the circle of Taiji four-element seal with a diameter of 100 million miles dissipating above Wuchang Ghost City, I guessed that you are going to pass here today. The tea is already brewed. Go over and get a bowl yourself.”
“When did the undead vampires start drinking tea?”
Zhang Ruochen walked over with a smile.
“Meet Di Chen!”
“I have seen Lord Dichen, the Prajna god.”
…
The undead blood monks outside the station saluted repeatedly and made way.
Xuejue God of War leaned on an ancient black willow tree by the river to drink tea, and said: “This is not ordinary tea, it is Meng Nai’s worry-free tea. Drinking it can relieve worries. Do you know who Meng Naihe is? ?”
“Di Chen!”
Yinghuo walked out from the crowd and handed Zhang Ruochen a bowl of dark red hot tea.
Zhang Ruochen took a sip and said, “In the past five hundred years, apart from the Great Demon God in the Nether Dungeon, Meng Naihe is the most famous. How could I not know? The universe is vast, there are many worlds, and there are countless planets. I don’t know how many other low-key hermits like the Meng family still exist.”
Five hundred years ago, Yan Luo and Barr joined forces to attack the Yan Luo tribe, trying to rescue Yan Jun who had not yet fallen completely. But they didn’t expect that Yan Huanyu had already invited Meng Naihe to the Yan Luo Clan as a guest and repelled the two of them.
Meng Naihe became famous in the first battle, announcing to the whole world that the ancient Meng family has not been destroyed and has returned.
Zhang Ruochen asked, “What is Grandpa worried about?”
“The burial man died of five declines. Before leaving, I saw him for the last time.” When the Blood God of War said this, there was no movement in his eyes, as if this worry-free tea could really relieve worries.
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