At Feng Qi’s invitation, Zhang Ruochen took the old scalper and boarded the Shenmu battleship with the twenty-five great saints of the Wind tribe.
A god from the world of demons and gods was already standing outside to greet him, surrounded by pink brilliance and fragrant fragrance.
Zhang Ruochen had actually seen this god before. He was one of the ten strongest men trained by the Demon God Realm using the blood of the Demon Ancestor, the Nine-tailed Heart Fox.
I met her on the Hongchen Islands in Heaven. At that time, she was a guest of Shang Ziyan.
Chu Jian, the strongest among the top ten, was killed by Zhang Ruochen during the Battle of the Ten Realms. Many of the other demon masters included in the top ten failed to overcome the tribulation and were destroyed in spirit and form. On the contrary, she was the one who stepped down.
Entered into a divine realm.
The nine-tailed heart fox is wearing a thin silver shirt, with her graceful jade-white body looming, and the thrilling curves formed by her waist and buttocks. She is naturally charming and extremely alluring.
Even after becoming a true god, he is still so charming that ordinary monks cannot control him.
None of the great sages of the Wind Clan are weak-minded. However, they just glanced at her, as if their souls had been seduced away, and they fell into an obsessed fantasy state.
“Close your eyes, regulate your breathing, and calm your mind.”
The sound of the wind woke them up.
Everyone was shocked, quickly closed their eyes, and started to use their skills.
The Nine-Tailed Heart Fox apologized: "I'm sorry, I just entered the divine realm not long ago, so I can't completely restrain my flattery. I hope it won't have a great impact on their state of mind."
She didn't open her mouth. It was a good thing. When she opened her mouth, her charming voice sounded softly and waxy, containing infinite soul-stirring magic power.
The more I close my eyes, the more my imagination begins to wander.
A fascinating fantasy appears in my mind.
Fortunately, Feng Xi was prepared in advance and used her spirit to form a barrier, which silenced her voice.
The nine-tailed heart fox showed an apologetic look again and whispered: "Shenjun Yanyu is very happy to know that Xishen is here. He has stopped practicing and is waiting inside. Everyone, please come inside!"
Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction pointed by the nine-tailed heart fox. There was a wooden hall, a thousand feet high, brightly lit, extremely majestic, and integrated with the trunk of the sacred tree.
The old scalper was dumbfounded and said bluntly: "He is so grand and impressive, but he didn't even come out to greet him. It makes it look like we are going to pay homage to him. What kind of god is he? It's okay not to see him!"
The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward and everyone was silent.
Feng Qi came out, smoothed things over, and said with a smile: "Shenjun Yanyu is the superior god of the Demon Temple. He has been practicing for 80,000 years. He is much higher than us in terms of cultivation and age."
Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent, keeping a straight face as always.
Feng Xi didn’t seem to care at all.
The nine-tailed heart fox forced out a charming smile, his eyes always resting on Zhang Ruochen and the old scalper, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The old scalper was not polite at all, and said: "It turns out that he is just a high-level god. When I heard that he was named God Lord, I thought he was an existence in the infinite realm. How can a high-level god create such a big show? Who gave him the confidence?"
The atmosphere became more awkward.
Zhang Ruochen knows the character of the old scalper very well, he is more straight-forward than Chi Xingtian, and he quarrels with the sky, the ground, and the air. Even Zhang Ruochen is so irritated that he wants to stew every time, let alone others?
The cow is too temperamental!
Feng Qi looked at Zhang Ruochen, as if she wanted him to control his horse.
Zhang Ruochen pretended not to see it and looked up at the sky, as if counting the stars.
Feng Qi coughed dryly and said: "Although Lord Yanyu is a superior god, he has reached the state of Great Perfection. Coupled with his status as a messenger of truth, his combat power will not be weaker than that of a great god."
This sentence already has the meaning of shock.
The old scalper secretly glanced at Zhang Ruochen and saw that his expression remained unchanged. He suddenly became more confident and said: "Isn't he still a higher god? We are the guests, why doesn't he come out to greet us? Who is he looking down on? Let's go, since everyone else is here.
If you look down on us so much, you might as well not go."
After saying that, the cow twisted its buttocks and turned 180 degrees.
This is the first time for the three gods present to see such an arrogant mount. Not only does it dare to confront the Lord Armanyu, but it also seems to be able to help its master make decisions.
If Feng Qi and Jiuwei Xinhu hadn't understood the rule of "it depends on the owner when hunting a cow", they would have cut the old scalper into eight pieces in order to understand the idea clearly.
“Well said, I was the one who was negligent! Haha!”
Hearty laughter came from the wooden hall.
Space microquakes!
A short figure three feet tall stood in front of everyone.
This King of the Gods has thick black skin, a short stature, a head similar to that of a rat tribe, with long fangs and a long mouth, rat whiskers emitting silver light, and ears growing on the top of his head.
Lord Manyu looked at the old scalper, nodded, and praised: "I didn't expect that the Ox clan would give birth to such a great rising star. If you can become my disciple, I will guarantee you to enter the Demon Temple to practice and obtain the Demon Ancestor."
Xue, when the time comes, I'm afraid he will become a Yuanhui-level representative."
Feng Qi and Jiuwei Xinhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Lord Yanyu was not angry.
It should be noted that in the demon clan, the law of the jungle preys on the strong, and the living environment is as harsh as the hell realm. The lower gods, middle gods, and upper gods have different realms and statuses.
An existence of the level of Lord Wanyu can already be equal to the great gods. If he kills a monk at the peak of demigods in anger, who can do anything to him?
Feng Qi knew very well how ruthless the Lord Manyu was, so even though he was a superior god and a god of the Phoenix clan, he was still extremely afraid of him.
“Why don’t you thank the Lord God for your love?” the nine-tailed heart fox said.
The old scalper naturally sensed the terrifying power of Lord Manyu, but with Zhang Ruochen's support, he was afraid of a hammer and said without giving any face: "Are you worthy of being my master? I already have a master, and my master is unparalleled.
A hero, wearing colorful divine clothes, stepping on five-colored chaotic clouds, holding a heaven-cutting divine sword, can hit you ten times."
The corner of Zhang Ruochen's mouth twitched, feeling that he could not let this bully continue to fight, so he made a seal with his hand.
Suddenly, the old scalper's mouth was sealed with ice.
Zhang Ruochen bent the middle finger and ring finger of his left hand inwards, pinched out the Dao Finger, and said inscrutably: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! This evil beast is neglected and has made everyone laugh!"
Handyu, Feng Qi, and Nine-tailed Heart Fox could not show their smiles. They just invited Zhang Ruochen and Feng Xi to enter the palace.
Handyu and Fengxi should know each other. The two were talking about the Temple of Truth.
Handyu was able to cross the tenth level of the sea of truth and become a messenger of truth, which is naturally inextricably linked to the Temple of Truth. It just so happened that Feng Xi was also a disciple of the Temple of Truth!
"ah……"
A scream rang out!
A great sage from the wind tribe in the immortal realm fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, six or seven more great saints fell to the ground. Each of them had painful faces, their veins were black, and their skin began to turn into pus and blood. They scratched their bodies with their hands until their flesh and blood were blurred.
"No, it's the corpse poison that's taking effect!" Feng Qi said.
Feng Xi immediately rushed over to check their situation, his eyes became extremely ugly, and said: "The Yin Shang Corpse Poison is so powerful, I have used my divine power to seal their blood and air sea, and plan to take them to the starry sky defense line, please ask the clan members
The great god took action to resolve it. Unexpectedly, the Yin Shang Corpse Poison could not be suppressed at all and had already eroded my divine power."
"Ah... God, please kill me, it's so painful... Give me a break..." A great sage grabbed his own flesh and blood and scattered it on the ground.
Those flesh and blood all turned into carrion.
"I feel...I feel like my consciousness is about to be swallowed up, and it becomes increasingly blurry. True God, I don't want to turn into a corpse...Give me a death..."
Another great sage from the Wind Tribe pulled off his own scalp. His scalp was covered with hair and dripping with pus and blood.
The great sages of the Wind Clan kept falling to the ground, all wailing, their faces ferocious, and life was worse than death.
The Great Sages of the Wind Clan, who had not yet suffered from the corpse poison, were frightened by the sight in front of them, and all of them looked pale.
There was a look of despair in someone's eyes. Instead of being tortured so painfully by corpse poison, it would be better to kill himself while he still has sense.
Feng Xi shouted coldly: "Don't do stupid things."
She shot out a divine light from her fingertips and struck the great sage of the Wind Clan who tore off the scalp, using divine power to refine the corpse poison.
However, the corpse poison has been closely integrated with the body of the great saint, and even invaded the sea of qi, corrupting the holy soul.
Feng Qi and Nine-tailed Heart Fox also took action to refine corpse poison for the other two great saints of the Wind Clan.
The flames that Feng Qi cultivated can indeed burn the Yin Shang corpse poison. But now that the corpse poison has invaded the body, forcibly burning it will only kill the poisoned Wind Clan great sage.
Feng Xi, Feng Qi, and Nine-tailed Heart Fox failed one after another. The three of them looked heavy and felt helpless.
Feng Qi said: "We must send them to the starry sky defense line as soon as possible and ask Buddhism or a great god who practices the way of light to take action in order to purify the Yin Shang corpse poison."
"I'm afraid it's too late! Besides..." the nine-tailed heart fox said.
She wanted to say, how can a great god be so easy to invite?
“I’ll give it a try.”
As soon as Lord Yanyu stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, a boundless sea of stars suddenly appeared, forming a unique world of gods.
He pressed his palm on the chest of one of the great saints of the Wind Clan, and wisps of starlight converged on his palm and poured into the great saint's body. Suddenly, with his palm as the center, the corpse poison was dispersed and black blood flowed out.
The carrion turns to dust.
The nine-tailed heart fox breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly: "It is still the profound cultivation of Lord Manyu, which is beyond our reach."
“Stop quickly!” Feng Xi said.
The great sage of the Wind Clan who was pinned under the palm of the Lord Manyu God, although the corpse poison was refined, his body continued to turn into sand and dust, and his life breath became weaker and weaker.
It is conceivable that even if the corpse poison is refined, the great sage of the Wind Clan will turn into a pile of black ashes.
Lord Huanyu quickly stopped his hand and stepped aside, saying: "This Yin Shang Corpse Poison is so powerful that ordinary gods may be helpless. Shenmu Battleship, move forward at full speed."
Feng Xi knew very well that it was too late to rush to the starry sky defense line now.
“Wow!”
There was a flash of light.
In her hand, there was an extra sword.
Feng Qi and Nine-tailed Heart Fox both had strange expressions on their faces. They didn't expect Feng Xi to be so decisive and able to attack their own great sage. No matter what force it is, it is not easy to cultivate a great sage.
thing.
Killing more than twenty people at one time is really not something that ordinary people can do.
Feng Xi’s eyes were cold, and under the veil, her lips were pursed tightly, and she raised her sword and swung it down.
However, her wrist was caught and she was unable to swing the sword.
“Infinite Heavenly Lord! Who said that only Buddhists and great gods who practice the way of light can purify corpse poison? I am willing to try the Taoist method.”
Zhang Ruochen slowly loosened his fingers, let go of Feng Xi, and nodded to her.