There are different opportunities within the top ten stars of this clan.

At the same time, these ten opportunities are also the ten tests given by the Temple of Destiny to the top heroes in the past thousand years. Only by passing the test can you get the opportunity.

The distribution of the ten major opportunities actually corresponds to the physical constitution of the monks of the ten clans.

It is easier for the Ghost Clan to get opportunities within the stars of the Ghost Clan.

The Immortal Vampire is more likely to get opportunities within the Immortal Vampire.

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The Ghost Lord has always fought against the Blood-Jui War God and snorted coldly: "Only the Ghost Clan monks can seize the opportunities within the stars of the Ghost Clan. Other monks will be futile even if they break in."

"It's not necessarily true? The monks of your ghost clan are useless. Let Zhang Ruochen and Yanhong Sage break in first. With their talents, there may not be no chance of seizing them. This is the arrangement of fate." The god of bloody war said.

The Ghost Lord was actually quite worried in his heart, afraid of being criticized by the Bloody God of War.

Being taken away by foreign monks who should belong to the ghost clan will be a great shame for every ghost clan monk.

Moreover, in the Ghost Lord's opinion, Wu Hun is extremely talented and the only cultivator who has a glimmer of chance to seize the opportunity is him. If Zhang Ruochen succeeds first, in the future, the Blood-Earth God of War will definitely show off every time. How can the Ghost Lord bear this?

The city lord of the Impermanent Ghost City said, "How can the ten major opportunities be so easy to seize? If I remember correctly, in the last thousand-year-old Heavenly Hunting Banquet, only the King of Fengchen Sword passed the test and seized one of the ten major opportunities, right?"

The Ghost Lord said: "In the past ten thousand years, the ten heaven hunting banquets have been added together, and only four young saints have successfully seized the opportunity. Many geniuses have emerged, but none of them have succeeded."

"The opportunity within the Ghost Clan's star has been through 30th heaven hunting banquet. In the past 30,000 years, the Ghost Clan has produced many amazing monks, but none of them have successfully seized them. Zhang Ruochen is not a cultivator of the Ghost Clan, and the difficulty will only be higher. Blood, you have placed too high high hopes for him, be careful that all you wait for is disappointment."

Xue Jue Zhan Shen said: "You have said so much and tried every means to prove that Zhang Ruochen cannot seize the opportunity within the Ghost Clan's own star. In fact, it just reveals your inner anxiety and worry, fearing that Zhang Ruochen will succeed."

Immediately afterwards, he said: "In addition, for the past 30,000 years, the reason why the monks of the Ghost Clan were unable to seize the opportunity that should belong to the Ghost Clan was unable to seize the opportunity that should belong to the Ghost Clan. It only means that the Ghost Clan has produced all the waste for 30,000 years, and no one can be beaten has been cultivated."

"What did you say?"

"presumptuous!"

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"Rumbling."

A series of gloomy and thick divine powers erupted in the Temple of Destiny.

The gods of the Ghost Clan were furious and felt that the Blood-Ju War God was too arrogant and humiliating the entire Ghost Clan. They just survived a disaster in the Yuanhui, and were so lawless.

No ghost clan can tolerate the saying "The Ghost Clan has produced all its waste for 30,000 years", including the gods of the Ghost Clan.

In the world of the God of Blood and War, countless ghost smokes poured in, and were vast and powerful, just like billions of ghost soldiers invading, smashing the world of the God of God layer by layer.

The Blood-jue War God looked at it calmly, raised his strong right arm, grabbed it into the void, and said, "The halberd is coming!"

"Wow—"

A blood-colored battle halberd appeared in his hand, and a divine armor was automatically condensed from the body of the Blood God of War. The sharp divine power burst out and turned into a shocking blood light, killing all the ghost energy and god smoke that invaded the world of the divine realm.

"Very good. Compared to speaking, I prefer to do something. Who will fight me?" Xuejue War God shouted loudly, his body was full of sharpness, as if he wanted to fight against ghosts and gods in all directions.

"Rumbling."

The divine power of the gods of the Immortal Blood Clan also erupted, turning into blood mist all over the sky, colliding with the divine power of the gods of the Ghost Clan.

The lower three tribes and the middle three tribes have a deep grudge. Even if there is a disagreement between the gods, it is common to fight with one word.

The essence of living creatures and dead spirits is a contradiction between them that can never be resolved.

"If the dead want to grow, more creatures must die. Not only the creatures in the heavenly court and the world, but also the creatures of the lower tribes."

This is the source of hatred between them!

Just like among the 12 million ghosts that were sucked into the body of the Immortal Chaos Ghost Emperor, there were ghosts of the Immortal Blood Clan and the Rakshasa monks.

"Okay! Is a great banquet going to evolve into a battlefield of gods? This is the Temple of Destiny. Should you give me some face?"

An statue of gods that was as high as thousands of miles was revealed in the void, emitting dazzling blessing light all over his body. The gate of fate behind it appeared, as huge as a star, as high as three million miles.

The divine shadows of the gods, standing under the statues and the gates of fate, appear extremely small, just like a mortal standing in front of the gods.

"I have seen the God of Fortune."

The ghost clan and the gods of the Immortal Blood Clan were silenced, returned to their own divine realm world, and sat down quietly.

The statue of God spoke again and said, "The Hell Realm can suppress the heavenly court, all worlds and heaven for 100,000 years. It is the result of the joint efforts of everyone here. Do you want to destroy all this with your own hands?"

"I know that there are grudges and conflicts among all races, but why do you have to take action yourself?"

"You are all powerful beings in the world, the strongest people born among hundreds of millions of monks. You should learn to control your own power. If you really have grudges, let the younger generations in the clan solve it, which can also temper them."

"The gods cannot escape death and will eventually return to nirvana. The future of the Hell Realm, in the younger generation, is their strength, which means that the tribe you are in is strong."

The gods remain silent, and no one dares to be presumptuous in front of the God of Fortune and Lu.

The statue looked towards the direction of the God of Blood Jue War and spoke, "Xue Jue, Zhang Ruochen has really cultivated the second-grade holy intention?"

When the God of Fulu took the initiative to ask about a young saint, the gods' eyes were all exposed.

After all, the height of the God of Fortune is too high. He can know the name and ask him actively, which is supreme glory for any great sage.

To a certain extent, the attitude of the God of Fortune and Lu can determine Zhang Ruochen's future status in the hell realm.

The Blood-Jue War God restrained his fighting spirit, stood up, clasped his fists with both hands, and said, "Thank you for your inquiries. Zhang Ruochen has indeed cultivated the second-grade holy intention, but there are still some flaws, and it can only be considered a quasi-second-grade one at present."

In fact, even when facing figures at the level of God, the Blood-Ju War God is never so humble.

But the God of Fulu is different. He once guided the God of Blood and Jue to practice, and he is half of the master of the God of Blood and Jue. It is precisely for this reason that he, the unruly God of War, respects the God of Fulu so much.

The statue of God spoke and said, "It seems that your Xuejue family is about to usher in the most glorious era. The chances within the Ghost Clan's own star are quite large, and they originate from the ancient divine nest. If Zhang Ruochen can win it, his future achievements may surpass you."

Hearing the three words "Divine Ancient Nest", the gods were shocked again.

The ten major opportunities are different. Even the gods of the ten clans do not know what they are. However, hearing what the God of Fulu said made them realize that the opportunities within the stars of the ghost clan are even more precious than they imagined.

The statue spoke again and said, "The battle of hunting the sky is a test for Zhang Ruochen. If he can pass, I will give him a blessing, so that he can practice in the hell world with peace of mind in the future."

This is an extraordinary signal, representing the will of a god.

Zhang Ruochen killed many gods and goddesses, and they formed enemies with many gods. With the strength of the God of War and the Blood Queen, they could certainly protect his life without worries, but they could not stop the gods from killing him.

But the God of Fortune can do it.

Of course, the premise is that Zhang Ruochen can pass the test, not just a test of talent and strength.

...

In the purple gold gourd, Zhang Ruochen, with the help of the power of destroying the golden yang, coupled with the heart of the divine wood and the divine fire of the pure destruction, finally refines all the Amo curse that invades the body.

When he returned to his peak state and walked out of the gourd, he found that the gourd floated on an endless golden water.

With his own cultivation and the power of the supreme holy weapon, it is difficult to withstand the assimilation power of the golden mist on the water surface.

"Oh no, I've lost my direction. How can I dock and return to the ground?"

After only a few breaths, Zhang Ruochen, who was standing on the gourd, turned golden.

His body was as stiff as iron. Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to transport himself, escaped back into the gourd, and fell to the surface of the destruction of Jinyang with the rolling flames.

This time, the skin, hair, flesh, and some bones turned into gold. It took Zhang Ruochen a long time to recover with the life essence of the Pure Destroy Divine Fire and the Heart of the Divine Wood and become a flesh and blood body again.

"It's so scary. After all, I'm trapped in this golden sea and can't get out of it at all."

Zhang Ruochen frowned, suddenly felt something, showed a look of surprise, and said to himself: "Why has the mental power suddenly increased so much?"

When he broke the first shackle and broke through to the Hundred Shackle Realm, Zhang Ruochen's mental power increased by a large margin, reaching the mid-stage of the sixty-second level.

However, just now, the intensity of mental power increased rapidly, and it seemed that it was not far from the late stage of the sixty-second level.

After careful investigation, Zhang Ruochen discovered that the reason for the rapid increase in mental power was that his body was transformed into gold. After using the Pure Destruction Divine Fire and Destruction Golden Yang to refine it, some strange power was integrated into mental power thoughts, which greatly increased the intensity of mental power thoughts.

Of course, there is a bigger reason.

Using the Pure Destroy Divine Fire and Destroy Golden Yang to refine the golden body, Zhang Ruochen's body will actually cause huge damage. The reason why he can fully recover is because the heart of the divine wood is constantly replenishing the essence of life.

In other words, this process can speed up the refining and absorption of the heart of the divine wood.

The mental power can naturally be increased rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen discovered something even more wonderful. The second shackle on his right arm actually became much looser in the process of gold and flesh transformation.

It was a complete surprise.

"With the assistance of Shenyou Dandan Qi, I should be able to break the second shackle."

Anyway, it is difficult to escape from here for the time being, so fortunately Zhang Ruochen started practicing in the purple gold gourd.

"Bang!"

After seven shocks, Zhang Ruochen successfully broke the second shackle on his right arm. Suddenly, the body of the demigod released even more powerful divine power.

Zhang Ruochen stood above the golden destruction golden sun, raised his divine light and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The process of transformation of gold and physical transformation is so mysterious. Just this transformation is better than the effect of my impact on a thousand times of shackles."

"And, during the transformation process, there seems to be some mysterious metallic force that integrates into my flesh, blood, spiritual power, and holy soul."

Zhang Ruochen's expression moved and the gourd flew out again.

Standing on the gourd, Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to accept the erosion of the golden aerosol while searching for the direction of the ground.
To be continued...