Chapter 3829 Whose responsibility is it?

After the war more than 10,000 years ago, the starry sky defense line has become the absolute center of the entire universe. The Heavenly Court Continent is here, and the World Tree and the Shura Star Pillar Realm are facing each other in the air.

The Ten-wing World of the Immortal Vampire has moved here.

Six of the ten stone god stars of the Stone Clan were moved.

The twelve bone seas of the Bone Clan moved to seven, floating in the starry sky, surrounded by countless god planets and gray nebula gases.

There is also the sacred city of the dead tribe and the ancestral border of the corpse tribe.

More than half of the strong people in the Hell Realm and Heavenly Court gather here.

During a truce, undercurrents surge.

When war begins, the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

If the Heavenly Lord in Heaven and Hell Realm were not rational enough, any Martian could ignite it.

The Great World of the Blood Heaven Tribe.

The million-mile mountain where the Xuejue family is located has been beyond recognition and has almost been razed to the ground. The land collapsed in many places and the lava turned into the Golden River.

The world is dark.

The body of Xuejue Half Ancestor was suppressed by ninety-nine temples and thousands of god-zodiac planets. It lay on the ground, almost as tall as the broken mountain.

It has not been refined and killed, but it still sucks and sucks the corpse energy in its mouth, exuding a shocking power.

The contemporary secular head of the Xuejue family "cryed blood" and strided heavily on the black scorched earth covered with corpses.

Some of these corpses are great saints and some are gods. They are now beyond recognition and are no different from mud.

"Crash!"

The ground was full of blood-red puddles. He dragged his heavy steps and stepped past to the Xuejue Clan leader.

"The death list of patriarch... has been sorted out..."

Bloody cry handed over a thick list of blood-stained books.

The leader of the Xuejue clan was sitting among the rocks. The stone under his butt was the stone platform where the spiritual positions of the ancestors were placed in the ancestral temple of the Xuejue clan in the former Xuejue clan.

His armor melted in many places, his face was covered in blood, and his deep eyes stared at the corpse all over the ground.

There is nothing in front of you, and white bones cover the plain.

The Blood Dragon Battle Sphur was inserted into the ground beside him, and his whole body was stained with divine blood. Only a red spike under the halberd's edge was fluttering in the wind.

The Xuejue clan leader did not look at the death list and said, "It is the Xuejue family who is sorry for the monks who died in this turmoil. How should we pay and make up for it? You and Xuechen discuss with Xuechen.

All gods who come to help must thank you one by one.

Although I am the patriarch, they have no choice but to dispatch them in the face of the crisis of destroying the world, but this disaster is caused by the bloody family."

Xue Tian Shen responded and said, "This time, Xiu Chen Tian Shen and Bai Shen Zun have made the greatest contribution. If they had not blocked the Xue Jue Half Ancestor who had returned from taking over the body, the entire Xue Tian tribe's tribe members would have been swallowed up and turned into the blood and energy in the Xue Jue Half Ancestor's body!"

The Blood Tribe Chief took out the magical artifact "Purple Sea Shura Lamp" and said, "I will never owe anyone favors to me if I do not die. Take this lamp to her."

There are two major reasons why the Xuejue clan leader does not want to see Xiuchen Heavenly God and does not want to owe her favors.

Of course he knew that the God of Xiuchen was ordered by Zhang Ruochen to come to the Blood Heaven tribe for assistance.

The bloody patriarch can not accept anyone’s favor, but Zhang Ruochen can accept Zhang Ruochen’s favor calmly.

In his heart, Zhang Ruochen is closer than his own son, and is his greatest pride.

But, after all, he is not the head of the Xuejue family, and Zhang Ruochen is not just his grandson.

As the patriarch of the Immortal Vampire clan, from the perspective of the clan, this favor must be returned.

In the future, if there is another turmoil in the Immortal Vampire, someone will come to help.

If there is no reward, who will risk life and death to save you for no reason?

This is one of them!

Secondly, the bloody clan leader and Xiu Chen Tianshen had formed a gangster after all, and Xiu Chen Tianshen was beaten very badly and lost all his face.

Now, Xiu Chen Tianshen’s cultivation has been restored and has become stronger. Who knows if she will take the opportunity to take revenge?

This kind of revenge is definitely not life and death, but being ridiculed and ridiculed is absolutely inevitable.

"Swish!"

A black ghost mist fell from the sky and condensed into a ghost body wandering at night.

He bowed to the Xuejue Clan Chief, his expression was solemn, and he said, "The Rakshasa City is indeed destroyed, all the monks in the city have died, and no one escapes."

"At least one-quarter of the gods of the Rakshasa clan died in this battle, and more than half of the gods of the countless gods fell.

The power of the half-ancestor is too terrifying. If it weren’t for Tianmu’s breaking the realm, the entire Rakshasa clan might have disappeared!"

The Xuejue Clan Chief felt physically and mentally exhausted for the first time in his life and asked in a low voice: "Where is Emperor Luo Yan?"

"The Emperor was also in the city at that time... he was not spared."

Night tour of the shrine.

"Okay, you can step down!"

The Xuejue clan leader closed his eyes, clenched his back teeth, his skin on his face pounded, and his body as firm as steel was trembling slightly.

The lower tribes have the same spirit and are connected, and there may be conflicts within them, but no one will drag you down when making major decisions.

When there are foreign enemies, they must be unanimous to the outside world.

Since his practice, the Xuejue Clan Chief has taken care of him the most and has four elders who are closest to him.

The "old patriarch" of the Immortal Blood Clan, the "Zhen Xuan God" of the Shura clan, the "Luo Yan Emperor" of the Rakshasa clan, and the "Fu Lu God" of the former Temple of Destiny.

Now the four elders, the first three have fallen one after another, and the last one has become his biggest enemy.

The past is constantly coming to my mind.

He scolded the old patriarch, even when he was dying.

He argued with Emperor Luo Yan for his seniority and teased him for marrying Tianyin.

The head of the Bloody Tribe is full of respect for the always mature and steady God Lord, and regards him as his father.

The pain in his heart cannot be expressed in words. He is clearly in tears, but he must not cry because he is the god of war in a clan, the leader of a clan, and represents the backbone of a clan, and must not have a weak side.

"After all, no one can protect me anymore. From now on, I can only rely on myself... This day came too early and made people unprepared.

Luo Yan, God Lord of Qixuan..."

The Xuejue Clan leader opened his eyes again, and the cold light in his pupils showed, and said, "I will definitely avenge you and repay blood with blood! There is also an old thing, why are you the only one who dies? You die quickly... I miss you a little!"

At this time, a cheerful and excited voice sounded around him: "Ice Emperor is back!"

"Lord Ice Emperor is back!"

...

The Xuejue Clan leader recovered from his loss, pain, and resentment and looked up.

I saw Zhang Ruochen walking towards the broken earth with countless black dust flying.

"then!"

Zhang Ruochen threw one of them away.

The Xuejue Clan leader caught it, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Is Bai Cangxing okay?"

"drink wine."

Zhang Ruochen sat next to the Xuejue Clan leader, opened the seal of the wine jar, threw it on the ground, and then held the mouth of the jar with one hand, looked at the dark sky, and took a sip.

The Xuejue Clan Chief knew it, and the last stone fell in his heart, and said with great energy: "In the current situation, in this situation, you actually let the clan leader drink?"

"My wedding."

Zhang Ruochen said again: "I got married in heaven and owe you."

The Xuejue clan leader picked up the wine jar with both hands, and vented the depression in his heart and drank it all in one sip.

Zhang Ruochen looked at him and knew very well that this grandfather seemed cold and flesh-and-blood, and was rich in emotions. The death of Emperor Luo Yan and Emperor Xuan of the God of Heaven would inevitably have dealt a heavy blow to him.

Only Zhang Ruochen can come to drink this wine with him.

"Bang!"

The leader of the Blood-Juven threw the wine jar to the ground, and his mood gradually calmed down, saying, "Your and Luo Yi's wedding should be held earlier. If Luo Yan saw it, he would definitely be very happy.

It’s too late to say this now!”

In Zhang Ruochen's mind, Luo Yi's beautiful figure and a cunning smile appeared, and he said, "They will be fine."

"The Rakshasa City has been destroyed and no one escapes."

The leader of the bloody clan said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Wait a little longer!"
To be continued...