Que and Greedy Baby were sitting next to each other.

The two former competitors, the two most sharp-edged people in the hell world when they were young, have now smoothed their edges and become calm. They clinked glasses and drank, chatting about the past, or expressing their willingness to fight outside the world.

They are unwilling to be ordinary and believe that by going outside the universe, they may find their own ancestral path.

The distraught Xuetu was also sitting at this table, thinking hard about how his senior brother would deal with him, so he did not participate in their chat.

Until Yan Zhexian arrived and poured wine for them one by one.

Que, Greedy Baby is also well versed in the ways of the world. How dare he sit down while the concubine pours wine?

The two of them quickly stood up together with Xue Tu.

"Half of those who survived our Heaven-hunting Banquet were on the three-foot-high platform in the wedding ceremony venue, and the other half are right here! Zhe Xian respects all of you, Zeng, my fifth uncle, and Luo Shengtian...

...To all those who have passed away over the past hundreds of thousands of years, and to the era we fought so hard for..."

Yan Zhexian drank it all first, showing the heroic spirit of a woman.

The three of them drank together.

Suddenly, Xuetu thought of something: "No, Yan Wushen is also from our class, why didn't he come?"

Xuetu felt that the problem lay with Yan Wushen.

He clearly promised to come to help cover up the secret and contain the senior brother, but he still hasn't shown up yet.

Quedao: "Speaking of this, I'm also very surprised. Tianmu doesn't seem to have come. Even if the ancestor wants to retreat to recuperate, why does the emperor's wedding ceremony require a projection clone to be sent down, right?"

"call!"

A gust of cold wind, carrying a light mist, blew into the Origin Temple.

Then, enter the small world where the wedding ceremony venue is located.

At this moment, many gods present felt the reaction and put down their wine glasses.

…

The mist that comes with the wind gradually condenses into translucent foggy figures as it flies.

These fog ghosts, wearing strange-shaped exotic armors, walk in a uniform manner, and can easily pass through all the formations, rules, and orders in the origin temple...

All defensive restrictions are in vain!

The fog ghost walking in the front was an old man with disheveled hair. His hands were as dry as bones, holding a foot-long bone box. He was the first to appear at the wedding venue, and he uttered a hoarse voice that was incompatible with the festive atmosphere.

laughter.

The lively and laughing venue fell silent instantly, and all eyes were focused on the past.

No one knows who is coming.

However, everyone can see that the person is not good.

Zhang Ruochen had already sensed it and looked over with light eyes.

There are not many people and things in this world that can move him!

But the expressions of the concubines standing next to him were not as indifferent as he was, and their eyes were cold. Today was their big day, and whoever dared to cause trouble would die.

Fengtian summoned the blazing halberd and held it in his hand. Two hells appeared in his eyes.

Shi Qiandai, who was hiding in the corner, recognized these fog ghosts, a smile appeared on her white face, and she looked towards the north.

What was supposed to come has finally come!

It's time for the frogs in the well of the galaxy to know what absolute crushing by the galaxy sea army means.

…

The disheveled fog ghost old man said, "The Supreme Master Origin congratulates Emperor Tiandao on his happy wedding, and has sent me a special gift to give him a generous gift."

As he spoke, he placed the bone box on the ground and opened the lid and walls.

"Ta-da!"

The four walls of the bone box lay flat on the ground.

Suddenly, ten clay figures identical to the ten concubines appeared in front of everyone.

Each statue is three inches tall and lifelike, a work of ingenious craftsmanship.

Several people who had seen the Supreme Origin's methods summoned magical weapons one after another.

"You people from outside the world are looking for death!"

Before Fengtian could take action, Xu Tian, ​​Jing Dao Ren, Meng Ge, Gai Mie, Xue Tu... all attacked and killed them. The divine energy, ancestral light, and various regular divine patterns on their bodies erupted like colorful clouds, carrying the power of divine weapons.

Beat all the fog ghosts to pieces and disappear into thin air.

The old man with disheveled hair was no exception.

But even though everything was gone, the old man's laughter still echoed in the venue, and then gradually faded away.

Many gods present had chills running down their spines and felt unbelievable.

"Crack!"

On the ground.

The ten clay figurines of the concubine appeared cracked one after another.

There was an incomprehensible and strange force that fell on the real bodies of the ten concubines at the same time.

Their body-protecting divine light and the various defensive patterns woven throughout their bodies flickered violently and quickly dimmed, as if their bodies and souls were about to fall apart in the next moment.

Ling Feiyu, who had the weakest cultivation level, had blood-red lines like spider webs on his porcelain-like skin.

The far northern universe.

Thick fog, like a waterfall of clouds, overflowed the Great Wall of Beize and swallowed up many planets.

Affected by the fog, south of the Beize Great Wall, the starry sky that exceeds a hundred billion miles is always cloudy and rainy, affecting a wide range.

North of the Beize Great Wall, the sky was covered with heavy fog, making everything invisible.

Almost at the same time, cracks appeared in the ten concubine clay figurines of the Origin Temple...

"boom!"

In the vast white fog that shrouded the entire universe, an extremely terrifying force broke down the Great Wall of Beizawa with a devastating force, leaving a gap tens of billions of miles long.

This power beyond that of the ancestors is wrapped in mist.

The fog emitted a dazzling brilliance that could not be matched by millions of stars combined, and carried a terrifying aura that shook the entire universe, heading straight towards the Temple of Origin.

The speed is beyond imagination.

The speed of light in front of it is like a snail crawling.

"It's the master who has arrived in his true form!"

Shi Qiandai was in a very excited mood. In an instant, she understood clearly what Master wanted.

Master, of course, knows that with the Emperor of Heaven here, ten clay figurines cannot kill ten divine concubines.

But at the height where the master is standing, how could it be possible that he would go to such great lengths to kill ten concubines of the gods and come to them in person?

The purpose of sending the clay figurine was just to contain the Tiandao Emperor for a moment and buy time for him to enter the battle galaxy and descend to the Origin Temple.

If the Emperor of Tiandao falls into the trap and misses the crucial time to stop the Supreme Origin north of the Beize Great Wall because he wants to save the ten concubines, then he will face the tragic consequences of the Origin Temple being wiped out and the Zhan Galaxy being reduced to the battlefield of the Ancestral Ancestral.

At this moment, the Temple of Origin has gathered almost all the powerful gods and the new generation geniuses in the Zhan Galaxy. Once they all die in the peak battle between the Supreme Origin and the Emperor of Heaven, the next dozens of Yuanhui in the Zhan Galaxy will never be able to recover.

What's more, a battle will determine the outcome. From today on, there will no longer be a battle galaxy, but it will be renamed the Kamikura Furuzawa Sixth Galaxy.

If the Emperor of Heaven does not fall into the trap, he will give up the lives of the ten concubines and go as fast as possible to block the Supreme Origin and intercept him before he enters the hinterland of the Zhan Galaxy.

Then the Emperor Tiandao's state of mind must be damaged, his wisdom must be affected by his emotions, and he will lose half of the battle before the battle. When the time comes, Supreme Origin will definitely try every means to turn this first battle into a decisive battle between the two.

No matter what he chooses, he loses.

Without this imperial wedding ceremony, how could the Origin Supreme have such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to attack?

This is exactly how extreme joy leads to sorrow!

Shi Qiandai wanted to see how this tolerant and passionate Emperor of Heaven would choose?

When she looked at Zhang Ruochen who was standing on the three-foot red platform, her heart skipped a beat and she felt incredible. His expression didn't change, he didn't go to stop him, and he didn't panic at all.

Even if he is in a deep state of mind...

But how can we be so calm in the face of such dangerous changes?

"rustle!"

Zhang Ruochen flicked his sleeves and stirred up the breeze, and the ten clay figurines of the concubines immediately blew away the sand. The mysterious power contained in them, belonging to the origin of the Supreme Being, was instantly dispersed into the invisible.

"Hongchen, take good care of your mother. I'll be right back."

"Wow——"

Zhang Ruochen turned into a beam of light and rushed out of the Origin Temple. He stood proudly on the top of the majestic vermilion palace with his hands behind his back, his posture as tall as a pine, staring at the north.
To be continued...