For monks from all walks of life in the heavenly court, the Death Palace is the most terrifying hall among the twelve divine palaces of the Temple of Destiny.

When I heard it, my eyes changed.

Thousands of years ago, the chaos in the Origin Temple caused heavy losses to the Death Temple, and the Dead Ten Shas under its jurisdiction were almost wiped out. However, the foundation of the Death Temple did not hurt.

The ten dead worlds of the dead are all the dead.

Just a refined murder tool!

The Death God obtained a large amount of resources from the Origin Temple, which greatly increased the strength of the Death God Palace in the secular world, even better than that of a thousand years ago.

There is already a vague situation in the First Divine Palace!

The most outstanding genius in the new generation of the Death God Palace, She Huang, has practiced for more than 500 years and has reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm.

He was born into the Corpse Clan, and an ancient corpse in the ancient strata, which gave birth to soul light and gave birth to new life. It is said that in his corpse, there are the marks, combat power, understanding and physical fitness of all the heavenly-level strong men.

He is the most competitive candidate in the next thousand years, the new Son of God in the Temple of Destiny.

At this moment, a giant ship carrying the monks of the Death Palace flew over the Sea of ​​Indefinite God. On the sea, a black shadow that was larger than a mountain was cast, which shocked the aquatic creatures in the sea to fear and restlessness.

Xue Tu was majestic and domineering, sitting at the top of the giant divine bone ship, with a cloak floating like a battle flag on his back, holding a bronze cup full of divine blood in his hand, drinking sips away, as if he was worried.

The high priest, demigod, and supreme saints could only stand under him, and no one dared to sit.

As for She Huang, he is just a great saint in the Hundred Shackles Realm. Not to mention that he has not become the Son of God, even if he becomes the Son of God, how could the dignified God of War Emperor take him seriously?

Therefore, he could only stand behind the Supreme Realm Great Saint, and his status was still far from that.

A supreme saint showed a flattering look on his face, poured out divine blood from the cauldron and filled the blood slaughter.

The high priest from the black robe of Death said curiously: "God of War, why did our God of Death leave early and not walk with His Highness the Goddess and the others?"

Xue Tu glared over and said, "Why do we need to look at the face of the Goddess of Destiny when doing things in the Destiny Palace?"

"What the God of War Emperor said is very much."

"Well, the Death Palace is the leader of the Twelve Divine Palaces. We all obey the orders of the God of War Emperor. The goddess will soon have to abdicate!"

The high priest of the black robe of death did not expect that the Massacre God of War was suddenly so angry. His old face changed and he quickly whispered to the crime.

She Huang walked out and said, "The Battle of the Ten Realms has ended. Next, the battlefield where the Shura Star Pillar Realm and the ancient civilization factions are located is the time for our Death God Palace to show off. What's the point of staying in the Sea of ​​Indefinite God? It's better to go to the battlefield first and take the lead."

Xue Tu's face cleared a little, and he smiled and said, "I saw that, Master She really understood my intentions. I will definitely help him with all my might and ascend to the new son of god."

She Huang's face remained unchanged, but she hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, uncle."

"Wow—"

A light talisman of communication broke through the air and caught up with the giant ship of divine bones.

Xue Tu caught the light talisman and stared at it. The majestic and cold face twitched slightly.

She Huang was extremely smart and knew how to observe his words and expressions, and said, "Uncle Master, what big thing happened?"

Xue Tu's face was gloomy and calm. He crushed the light talisman and ordered: "Power the speed of the Red Armor Divine Bone Ship to the fastest and go to the Shura Star Pillar Realm."

The great saints and powerful people in the Death God Palace were all in an uproar and speculated that it was a large-scale war between the Heavenly Court and the Hell Realm. Otherwise, a strong man like the Massacre God Emperor would not be so nervous and cautious.

The Red Armored Divine Bone Ship rushed through the wormhole, passed through the space teleportation array, and finally crossed the Wuding Divine Sea and saw the coastline made of planets in the distance.

Where the Red Armored Divine Bone Ship flew, the defensive formation was automatically opened, and the army retreated one after another, demonstrating the powerful deterrence of the Death God Palace in the Hell Realm.

When Xue Tu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A blood light flew out from one of the planets on the coastline, condensed into Xia Yu's figure, blocking the Red Armored Divine Bone Ship, with a cold tone and said, "The God of War Emperor of the Massacre, there is an old friend of the Immortal Blood Clan, I invite you to talk about it."

Xue Tu almost cursed, why was he still blocked?

He had already sensed Zhang Ruochen's breath.

If you want to walk, it seems that you can't walk.

Xue Tu gritted his teeth and flew down to a red and yellow rocky planet with Xia Yu.

This planet was now wrapped by vines that eat holy flowers.

And the sacred flowers are rooted in the colorful merit monument and are swallowing and absorbing.

Zhang Ruochen carried his hands on his back, his figure was as straight as a sword, and sighed: "Shang Zigong is also a strong man of his generation. He gathered the leaders of Shangqiu and the Temple of Merit. Unfortunately, he can only be used as nourishment for eating sacred flowers. It is really touching. Several romantic figures have turned into dust."

"Xue Tu, you are also a representative figure of the Yuanhui level. Compared with Shang Zipeng's cultivation strength, who is stronger and who is weaker?"

Zhang Ruochen turned around and stared at Xue Tu.

Xue Tu's heart trembled violently, pretending to be calm, and said, "What's the same as a dead person?"

Then, he quickly bowed his fists and said earnestly: "Senior Brother, you are back. Over the years, I thought you had really encountered an unexpected situation and felt very uncomfortable."

Zhang Ruochen looked at Xue Tu carefully. He was dressed very poorly and could not find anything valuable on his body.

No!

His body is the most valuable.

"Did you receive the light talisman that Xia Yu sent to you?" Zhang Ruochen asked casually.

Xue Tu was stunned and said, "Light Talisman? What Light Talisman?"

He stared at Xia Yu and said, "Junior sister, how long did you send me a message? Why didn't I know at all? Did the light talisman fall into the sea of ​​indecisive gods?"

Xia Yu's eyes were cold and he said, "Don't call me junior sister. The God of War is a disciple of the God of Death. How dare I climb up?"

"What are you saying? One day, one day, one will be a teacher, and I will be my master after the blood, and I will always be. I will be a bloody slaughter, how can I be an ungrateful person?"

Xue Tu hurriedly looked at Zhang Ruochen again and said, "Senior Brother, you have to believe me. I had to rush there immediately because of the urgent military situation in the Shura Star Pillar Realm. As for the light talisman of the transmission, I really didn't receive it."

"The monks in the world think that the Massacre God of War Emperor is incredible, but they don't know that there are too many helplessness in their position."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "You are not weak in your cultivation now, and you can be regarded as the top powerhouse in the world."

"The top ten in the world are no problem." Xue Tu smiled with a slight smug smiled.

Zhang Ruochen said again: "You have a high status now, so you should have the final say in the Death Palace, right?"

"In the Death Palace, it is naturally impossible to have a second sound." Xue Tu said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "With your current cultivation and identity, it shouldn't be difficult to return a supreme holy weapon, right?"

Blood Tu's heart beats wildly, and you know you can't escape.

"It is natural to pay back the debt." Xia Yu said.

Xue Tu tried hard to squeeze out a painful look: "Senior Brother, don't look at me now, in terms of cultivation, I have achieved such a small achievement. However, in a thousand years, I can make such rapid progress through resources, and exhaust all my wealth. I want to rely on the battle of the ancient civilization faction to make a fortune and repay my senior brother's debt."

"Is this how?"

Zhang Ruochen said, "You should have divine stones, right? The three of them have less cultivation than you, but they have given me 360,000 divine stones. No matter how poor you are, you should be richer than them."

Xue Tu looked at Qi Linzi and the other two and shouted wildly, this is unfair!

As the number one master of the Immortal Vampire Clan, why hasn’t he received so many filial piety from the Divine Stones before?

How many planetary territories can you buy with 360,000 divine stones?

Of course, Xue Tu knew why Qi Linzi and the other two gave Zhang Ruochen the divine stone. It seemed as if he had opened a brand new door in his heart. It turned out that earning divine stones could be so simple.

Zhang Ruochen pointed to the Red Armored Divine Bone Ship in the sky and said, "If you really don't have divine stones on you, go to the monks of the Death God Palace to borrow them. With your face as the God of War Emperor, you should be able to borrow a lot."

"Yes, as I am, I borrowed it from them, how dare they not borrow it? If I don't repay it, how dare they ask me for it?" Xue Tu was once again like enlightenment, thinking of another way to make money.

But, you must not borrow now.

Even if it is borrowed, it will not fall into his hands.

Xue Tu thought a lot and said, "Senior Brother, in my identity, how could he openly borrow divine stones from them? How could the disciples of the God of Death have no arrogance?"

"Even the name of the God of Death has been brought out. You obviously don't take me seriously and don't want to pay off your debt?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes turned cold, and the innocent sword that was being refined in his hand surged out of his blood mist covering thousands of miles, saying, "If I kill you with both hands and feet now, will Lord God stand up for you?"

Qi Linzi and the other two were shocked.

Zhang Ruochen was too moody. He looked kind to Senior Brother Xue Tu just now, but suddenly he was about to break his ties. It was too cruel!

How dare Xue Tu respond?

The banner of the Master Death God is indeed easy to use, making some false gods and new gods have to be polite when they see him.

But who is Zhang Ruochen?

Invincible in the world, myths of the world.

As long as he is not killed, how can he face a monk in the holy realm as the God of Death?

What Zhang Ruochen has is a way to make his life worse than death.

Moreover, the reputation of the God of War Emperor of the Massacre is well-known in heaven and hell. It was a matter of the blink of an eye to destroy his reputation.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Steal the huge stone altar you got in the Origin Temple, it is a good treasure."

"No, I... I only have such a powerful war treasure. If I lose him, how can I resist the supreme holy weapon represented by other Yuanhui level?"

"Senior brother, please give me some time. In the battle, I will be able to earn a lot of divine stones. I am lucky, maybe I can also capture one of the Supreme Holy Artifacts."

"Senior brother, you have so many supreme holy weapons on you, you have obtained hundreds of thousands of divine stones, and ten great worlds. You are richer than many gods. Why bother me?"

The more I talked about it, the more sad the blood slaughtered, and I felt the huge wealth gap.

He even felt that Zhang Ruochen had lost his human nature, was rich and unkind, and bullied the weak.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to have suddenly thought of something, put away the Child Sword and sent a message to Xue Tu, "There are so many people present, and the monks from the Death Palace are also watching from above. I will give you face. You can pay back the debts you owe slowly in the future."

"Thank you, senior brother, I am really my own senior brother."

Blood Turu was granted a general amnesty and quickly bowed to Zhang Ruochen.
Chapter completed!