The Great Sage Yi Xuan is nearly ten feet tall and has a head full of silver hair, giving people a strong and domineering aura.

Standing beside Zhang Ruochen and looking at the bloody sky, he said again: "For so many years since the Heavenly Court and Hell have been at the absolute upper hand. It is precisely because of this that the mentality of the creatures on both sides is very different."

"Everyone from all walks of life in heaven has always kept their low profile, and hope, and slowly surpassed the world of hell. It is the four words "hiding their low profile" that make them, from gods to mortals, like to deliberately keep low profile and hide."

"But the world of hell has always been the most powerful. Why should we keep a low profile? Why should we hide our means? It is to show our absolute strong side and psychologically crush the fighting spirit of monks from all walks of life in the Heavenly Court."

Speaking of this, the Great Sage Yi Xuan showed a meaningful smile and said, "In the battlefield of merit, you should rarely see monks from the Heavenly Court actively organize large-scale battles and attack the Hell Realm, right?"

"They have been passively defending, or they can only achieve certain results on a small-scale battlefield. Over the past 100,000 years, one subordinate mortal realm after another has either been destroyed or turned into a territory in the hell realm, providing blood food, mounts, women, slaves, and mineral resources to the ten tribes... how sad."

Zhang Ruochen had to admit that all the things Yi Xuan said did make sense.

The so-called merit war is actually that the Heavenly Realm has long lost psychologically to the Hell Realm.

Just like when I was in the merit battlefield of the ancestral spirit world, I chose the next merit battlefield.

Guanghan Realm, Tianmu Realm, and the Great Demon Realm... all feel that once you are selected as a battlefield of merit, the mother Realm will definitely be destroyed.

This is a mentality that will surely fail.

Lost 100,000 years.

How many monks in all walks of life in the heavenly court have the intention of winning?

Every monk in the Hell Realm has it.

The Great Sage Yi Xuan laughed: "Of course, you are an exception. You have suffered several great losses in the merit battlefield of Kunlun Realm. Do you know how severe your slaughter-like battles destroyed the belief of the monks in the Hell Realm's victory?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled but didn't say anything.

"If you continue to stay in the merit battlefield of Kunlun Realm, I suspect that many monks in the Hell Realm will have the idea of ​​escaping from the battlefield." Yi Xuan said.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that the real purpose of the Great Sage Yi Xuan said before was actually to tell him that coming to the Hell Realm was a wise decision, and there was no future in all walks of life in the heavenly court.

However, how could Zhang Ruochen's firm will be influenced by his words?

No matter how strong or better the Hell Realm is, it ultimately represents destruction and death. If all the realms of heaven are destroyed, how long can the Hell Realm exist?

The next step is probably the battle of extinction among the ten tribes of hell.

In the end, the heaven and hell will surely fall into silence, and there will be no creature or dead spirits again.

Without life, where can death come from?

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to think about these too macro issues. He stood on the edge of the deck of the Ten-Winged Holy Ship, stared at the holy ships around him, and said, "I saw that Emperor Yu and Gu Chenzi were both very high-profile, one riding the Green Luan Beast Emperor and the other driving the Silver Dragon Beast Emperor to pull a cart. Why, as one of the three masters of Blood Heaven, you have no mounts or chariots, and you are walking with a group of holy kings?"

Yi Xuan grabbed silver hair and felt a headache, saying, "Hasn't it been hurt by the seventh son of the ghost master?"

The Ghost Lord and the Blood-Ju War God have a lot of hatred. This Heaven-hunting Banquet will definitely target the Blood-Sky Tribe.

Since he promised the Blood Queen and Xuan Ji Sword Saint to win the Heavenly Hunting Banquet, Zhang Ruochen wanted to learn more about the matter of Feng.

So he asked, "What the hell is going on? I remember that Zhiyuan Blood Emperor said that Yu Ting seemed to have snatched the secret realm of the universe discovered by the Blood Heaven Tribe?"

The great sage Yi Xuan was completely destroyed and said angrily: "The Chaos Spring that was nurtured in the secret realm of the universe should have belonged to me. However, at the most critical moment, he sneaked into me and seriously injured me. He not only took away the Chaos Spring, but also ransacked all the treasures on me."

"If it weren't for me, I would have died under his sneak attack. I will definitely remember this hatred, this humiliation and shame."

"However, that bastard, after getting Chaos Spring, his cultivation is far better than me. This Heaven-hunting Banquet will be the enemy of our Blood Heaven tribe."

After the Great Sage Yi Xuan left, Zhang Ruochen heard the voice transmission from the Great Sage Qingsheng, so he quickly walked into the interior of the holy ship and came to a brightly lit hall.

Not only Qingsheng Dasheng, but Xue Chen and Xue Ningxiao are also there.

The Great Sage Qingsheng looked solemn and said solemnly: "Just just received the news that Xiuchen Heavenly God has joined the Qinglu Temple, the second-ranked Qinglu Temple in the Shura tribe. This sky hunting banquet has added another strong enemy."

"The Great Sage asked me to come here because of this?"

The one who has formed a dead enemy with the God of Xiu Chen is a deadly enemy. Zhang Ruochen has long considered everything and is not afraid of any challenges.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was not surprised, Qingsheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "There is another thing. You are the leader of this Heaven-hunting banquet, so it no longer represents you, but represents the entire Blood Heaven Tribe. Therefore, the style must be high and the momentum must be strong."

"Before leaving, the God of War gave me a treasure and asked me to hand it over to you."

Xue Ningxiao's eyes shone brightly, and she was envious in her heart. The treasure given by the God of War himself was definitely not an ordinary item.

A delicate palace the size of a palm appeared in the palm of Qingsheng Dasheng and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

"This is?"

Zhang Ruochen took over the exquisite palace and suddenly a force that was heavier than the mountain was pressed to his palm, causing his arm to shake gently.

"Seven Stars Imperial Palace." Qingsheng Dasheng's Holy Path.

Xue Ningxiao lost her voice and exclaimed: "What? It's actually the Seven Star Imperial Palace."

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what special thing was in the Seven Star Imperial Palace, but he clearly felt that it contained the breath of the Blood God of War, and the aura was very strong.

Qingsheng Dasheng threw a look at Xue Ningxiao.

Xue Ning Xiaoxin understood the gods and explained to Zhang Ruochen, saying: "The Seven Star Imperial Palace is a temple that the God of War created for himself during the Great Saint's period. He threw a lot of treasures and devoted countless efforts. After so many years of nourishment, the Seven Star Imperial Palace is probably not far from becoming a temple."

Xue Chen's eyes showed deep envy and said in his heart, "Is it a decision to train him as the future head of the family?"

The significance of the Seven Star Imperial Palace is really extraordinary.

Qingsheng Dasheng said: "The Seven Stars Palace is the place where the God of War once lived and practiced. Any of the objects inside has been nurtured into the Great Sage ancient artifact, or the gods' relics ancient artifact."

Xue Tu said, "The Father God wants to take it away...I...I can't do anything."

In fact, the Invulgar Purgatory Tower was not taken away by the God of Blood, but by the Blood Turtle.

Just kidding, since I have cheated you, how can I return it?

No matter how powerful Zhang Ruochen is, would he dare to take the Invulgar Purgatory Tower from the hands of the God of Blood Yao? Do he dare to kill him?

"Bang."

A piece of shoulder bone that was bloodslaughtered and a large amount of holy blood gushed out of the body.

"Bang bang."

Immediately afterwards, five immortal Great Holy bones were broken, and half of their body collapsed.

Blood Tu was finally scared.

Does Zhang Ruochen really dare not kill him?

Even if he dares not kill him, he may dare to break his immortal body and turn him into a landslide who will never be able to peek at the divine realm.

"Senior brother, I was wrong! Let me spare this time, don't worry, I will definitely compensate you. Killing me will not do you any good." Xue Tu said with a bitter face and in a pleading tone.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Can you afford to pay for a supreme holy weapon?"

"I have a fiefdom and can produce a lot of wealth every year." Xue Tu said miserably.

Zhang Ruochen said: "How many fiefs?"

"Five planets, three first-level life planets, one second-level ore planet, and one fourth-level life planet." Xue Tu said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "It's not enough, it's not as good as a supreme holy weapon."

"I have no other treasures except the fiefdom. Even if there is one, you won't like it."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen's face was strange and he wanted to mobilize more powerful holy power, Xue Tu hurriedly said: "But...but, I will do everything to make up for my senior brother's losses until I pay it back."

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen threw the blood slaughter on the ground, his eyes still shivering.

"Paipa."

Xue Tu quickly reconnected the broken immortal great holy bone, and his body recovered as before in an instant.

Seeing this scene, a thoughtful look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes and said, "Dig out your heart, will you die?"

"Of course not. I am the Great Sage now, and my vitality is much stronger than when I was in the Holy King realm. Even if my heart is dug out, one will soon grow again. Senior brother, why do I ask this?" Xue Tu asked curiously.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Why don't you sell your heart, kidneys, and lungs? The organs of the Great Sage should be very valuable and very popular. No matter how bad it is, you can still sell blood. The Great Sage's holy blood, the saints and holy kings of the Immortal Blood Clan, must still be eager to drink it."

Xue Tu's face turned pale the more he heard, and he stepped backwards.

Suddenly, he realized that offending Zhang Ruochen did not seem to be a matter of being fooled by it easily.

as a result of……

Very serious.

Zhang Ruochen didn't seem to be a joke, with a serious expression, patted Xue Tu on the shoulder very seriously, and said, "After going to Wugui Forest, let's discuss the big plan for making money. Don't worry about the holy blood flowing. I will find a way to maintain your life, at least to ensure that you will not die."

"Isn't it good for senior brother to do this? I am a disciple of Qingyin True God. Doing this will damage her reputation." Xue Tu held the last trace of fantasy.

"I can defend my mother's reputation alone."

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen left long. Before leaving, he reminded him again: "I warn you, it's best not to think about escaping. I'll get you back and I'll let you live and die."

Xue Tu was extremely desperate and suddenly felt that he was the most cowardly saint in the history of the Immortal Vampire.
Chapter completed!