The God-Salvation Banquet arrived as scheduled.

The bloody family is inside and outside, and there is a lively scene. It is difficult to see a saint king and great saint in the family. Today, they all appear. Even those holy monks outside have rushed back recently.

Some returned from more than ten merit battlefields with the Heavenly Court Realm, some returned from the edge of the Hell Realm, and even the strong men who were in charge of major planets, ruins, and universe secret realms sent people to send back gifts.

The God-Salvation Banquet prepared for the two new gods is extremely grand. It must not be neglected or lost the face of the family.

From the morning, gods have successively led their disciples, children, and subordinates to the Xuejue family.

Over the Xuejue family, divine lights emerge every once in a while. Some come to control the temple, some step on the bloody divine cloud, and some ride divine beasts thousands of miles long, one by one, which is astonishing.

It's like the Ten Thousand Demons Coming to the Sect.

The coming gods were directly led to the Blood-Dead Divine Palace in the divine land, and were not in the mortal world.

As for the holy monks who came with the gods, they were led into the Hanhai Villa, which is a place where grand events are held and will only be opened on extremely important occasions.

The Hanhai Villa is very wide, with holy mountains and holy lakes inside. There are also many bloody sorghum flowers planted, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers is everywhere.

For this God-Salvation Banquet, the Xuejue family repaired the Hanhai Villa and arranged it more magnificently. They also specially opened the Hanging Island to welcome the elites who were about to attend the Sky Hunting Banquet.

Because there are so many people coming to participate in the God-Salvation Banquet. In addition to the people brought by the gods, there are also many great saints coming, and there are many top-notch people. Therefore, even the Qingsheng Dasheng, who is the acting head, needs to come forward to receive it in person.

Even if all the children of the Yujue family were dispatched, they seemed very busy and could not take care of them.

Zhang Ruochen also arrived at Hanhai Villa early, but he stayed on the hanging island and did not go to receive guests.

He was not familiar with the holy monks of the Blood Heaven Tribe, not to mention that he didn't like to do these things at all. It was because of the Blood Queen.

Although some people are very dissatisfied with Zhang Ruochen, they are helpless.

Who made Zhang Ruochen’s mother a god?

Even if he only has half of the bloodline of the Immortal Vampire, no one dares to discriminate against him. It is impossible to treat him like other illegitimate disciples.

As time goes by, more and more Saints and Great Sages are led to the hanging island, each sitting down, drinking alone, or grouping three or five.

"Rumbling."

A huge temple broke through the air and appeared above the Xuejue family, and then a dazzling divine light descended.

After the divine light dissipated, more than ten figures appeared, each of whom was extraordinary and exuded a powerful holy power on his body.

The person in charge is burly and nearly ten feet tall. He has long silver hair and muscles all over his body, like a dragon, full of strength.

"He cried blood, take my palm."

As soon as this person appeared, he was like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, rushed straight towards the Great Sage of Blood-Crying, and slapped it out with a palm.

As he raised his hand, he immediately condensed with an extremely terrifying cold force, and the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped.

The Great Sage frowned and did not retreat. He pulled the lunge and also slapped a palm, releasing a powerful blood evil power.

Neither of them mobilized the rules of heaven and earth and the holy energy of heaven and earth. They just used their own strength and deliberately restrained them to control the destructive power to the minimum range.

"Bang."

The palm prints of the two hit each other violently collided.

The Great Sage's body was shocked and he couldn't help but retreat backwards, but finally took the palm.

"Hahaha, bloody tears, in the past ten years, you have made a lot of progress. I have practiced the Frozen Universe Palm for fifty years and have reached the perfect state. With 30% of the power, you can actually catch it. You must be the number one in the bloody family for a thousand years." The silver-haired man laughed.

The Great Sage's blood-crying power was turned away from the cold. He was shocked and bowed and said, "Congratulations to Brother Yi Xuan, you have cultivated the Ice Cang Qiankun Palm to the perfect realm. It is difficult for anyone to be your opponent in the Hundred Shackle Realm."

The Great Sage is proud of his blood-crying character, but when facing this Great Sage Yi Xuan, he had to show a humble attitude.

Both of whom are in the Hundred Shackle Realm, there is a huge gap between the Great Sage and the Great Sage Yi Xuan.

Just like the Holy King Realm, when you reach the Great Saint Realm, you will have a huge difference in your strength when you have the same cultivation level.

"Dada."

The Great Sage Yi Xuan was about to speak when an ancient chariot full of scars came from a distance, reflecting a tragic battlefield filled with corpses. The gods were bleeding, and the sun and the moon fell, which made people tremble.

The one who pulled the chariot was a silver dragon beast king, long a hundred miles long and emitted an extremely fierce aura. It just sneezes, and the world was trembling, and there was a strange phenomenon of lightning and thunder.

"roar."

The Silver Dragon Beast King let out a low roar and walked in the air.

For a moment, almost everyone inside and outside the Hanhai Villa was alarmed and turned their attention to the ancient chariots, even Zhang Ruochen was no exception.

After the chariot stopped, a handsome man with a slender figure walked down, with colorful divine lights blooming all over his body, and silver wings were growing on his back, and there were as many as eight.

Just from the number of silver wings, you can see that this person's blood is extremely strong.

Seeing this person, the face of the Great Sage Yi Xuan couldn't help but change, and he said, "Didn't this guy comprehend the Blood-Crafting Heavenly Finger in the Temple of Immortality? There has been no news for thirty years. I thought he would not attend this heaven hunting banquet. Since he came out of seclusion, wouldn't he say that he had successfully practiced the Blood-Crafting Heavenly Finger?"

"But it's good. If he doesn't come, this sky hunting banquet will seem too boring. I haven't fought for many years. Today I can use a few moves to see if he has really cultivated the Blood-Creating Heavenly Nether Finger. Don't let me down."

Hearing this, a look of shock suddenly appeared in the Great Sage's eyes.

The Blood-Crafting Heavenly Nether Finger is the most top-level high-level holy technique of the Hundred Shackles. It is a secret legend of the Immortal Temple. It is extremely difficult to practice. Many great saints in the Thousand Question Realm cannot practice successfully.

Xue Ningxiao appeared beside Zhang Ruochen, sat down, and showed a look of surprise in her eyes, saying, "See, the monk who had just fought with the Blood-Crying Great Sage is Yi Xuan, the famous young saint of the Yi family. She is only five hundred years old and has broken eighty shackles."

"Cousin Ruochen, you are over 800 years old, you have to work hard!"

"The monk who came down from the chariot was Gu Chenzi, who was about the same age as the Great Sage Yi Xuan. He was born with six wings and had extraordinary talents. He also practiced the two great ways of the Immortal Blood Clan. He was highly valued by the Immortal Temple. Many people say that he might be able to become a god before he was three thousand years old."

Hearing these words, Zhang Ruochen's eyes swept across Yi Xuan Dasheng and Gu Chenzi. It took only five hundred years to achieve such cultivation. It is indeed not easy.

However, fast cultivation does not mean that one can become a god.

Many monks spend their time in the semi-saints, saints, and saints, constantly accumulating and laying a solid foundation. In this way, they can go further and have stronger combat power in the same realm.

Xue Ningxiao's eyes were full of longing expressions and continued: "In the past thousand years, there have been three most evil figures in our Blood Heaven tribe, namely the Great Sage Yi Xuan, Gu Chenzi and Yu Huang. They are geniuses of the same era, and their cultivation has always been equal, and they are called the Three Sages of Blood Heaven. Of course, they have now become overlords, enthroned by the Great Sage, and named the Emperor."

In the world of the Blood Heaven Tribe, there is no creature who doesn’t know the name of the Three Evils of Blood Heaven. They are known as the hope for the Blood Heaven Tribe’s future and have a great chance of becoming a god. Compared with them, the Great Sage of Blood Crying is a little worse.

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