"Come here, here!" Cang Lao's voice sounded.

The gods looked at each other and found a skinny old man sitting on the stone next to the formation.

Very weird!

All the gods present, but none of them knew when the old man came here.

Emperor Shi looked solemn, hid the array map in his sleeve, and sent a voice to the other six gods: "It is a human god, and he cannot sense the level of cultivation."

"Don't sense it! I'm just lucky. I picked up a divine source and refined it before entering the divine realm." The Venerable Tribulation sighed.

When Ximen Shenhou heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled jokingly: "It turns out that it's just a false god."

"Yes, come here quickly."

Venerable Jie was very friendly and said with a smile.

The other six Rakshasa gods had already changed their faces because the old man opposite could easily hear the voice transmission from Emperor Shi. Is this really just a false god?

Even if it is a pseudo-god, its mental power is absolutely terrifying.

The Shenhou of Ximen realized it later, but he realized this in the end, his eyes became cold and solemn, and he said, "It seems that the old senior has a high spiritual power, but this marquis has reached the great perfection of the superior god, and he is not afraid of everything in the world."

Emperor Shi said: "If our seven gods join forces, even if the seniors reach the seventy-sixth level or even the seventy-seventh level, they will probably not be able to get it."

"What if it is level 78?" said Venerable Jie.

The seven gods of the Rakshasa tribe opposite were all gasping for a cold air.

The gods with level 78 of mental power can already fight against the great god of Taibai Realm.

Emperor Shi was very brave and said, "At such a close distance, there is an absolute advantage over the martial arts gods. Even though the senior's mental power really reached the seventy-eighth level, it is just a false god after all. Can the body withstand the attack of the superior god?"

"What if it is level 80?" said Venerable Jie again.

The faces of the gods of the Rakshasa tribe changed again, and they were ready to activate the secret technique and break through separately.

Emperor Li couldn't speak. When the gap was big enough, it was meaningless whether it was close or long. He even made the decision to sacrifice himself and win time for the other six gods to escape.

Venerable Jie said, "What if it is level 85? Don't be nervous, I just shouted casually, you won't really believe it, right?"

The seven gods of the Rakshasa tribe were all crazy, thinking that the old man on the other side was deliberately playing tricks on them. The people who reached the eighty level of mental power were all ancient gods that had been intimidating for hundreds of thousands of years. How could one of them appear casually?

Ximen Shenhou raised the hatchet, his evil spirit surged out of his body, and he walked over with great strides, saying, "I think you are looking for death!"

The lord pointed at him and said, "Lying down!"

"Bang!"

Ximen Shenhou fell down, fell to the ground, and smashed a human-shaped pit.

The lord of the robber stood up and walked over.

This time, no one doubted his cultivation, and the gods of the Rakshasa clan retreated one after another, and even could not even have the idea of ​​escaping.

There is no way, a high-level god, who is the Great Perfection, shouts to lie down and lie down. Even if it is not an eighty-fifth-level mental power, it is probably almost the same.

In front of such characters, no ordinary god can escape, let alone them.

The Venerable Jie dug out the head of Ximen Shenhou from the mud, grabbed his chin, took out a black pill from the soles of his shoes, and forced him to take it.

"What did you eat for Ximen Shenhou?" Emperor Shi said in a deep voice.

The Venerable Jie looked up at them and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, everyone has their share."

...

A bedroom in the Seven Star Imperial Palace is magnificent and has wall-mounted calligraphy and paintings.

The brocade clothes were thrown all over the ground, white, blue, lilac, and pink close-fitting clothes, like the painter's color ink inkstone, which was magnificent and erotic.

White, spotless, and blue, embroidered with white spiritual lotus.

The lilac is woven with magic bird down feathers. The pink one is hung on the blue lampshade next to the bed, reflecting a strange light purple color.

The bed is made of sacred wood and is very wide, but no matter how wide the bed is, once seven figures are lying on it, it will appear crowded. The legs are pressed against the legs, the head is resting on the chest, the jade arms are tangled, and the long hair is messy, so it is impossible to tell who is who.

Luo Yi woke up first, but his cultivation still had not recovered. His whole body felt as if it had fallen apart. He wanted to support his body and stand up, but he felt that his legs seemed to be not his own, so soft that it was numb.

You can see that a large area of ​​blood stained red under your body.

When she was feeling uncomfortable, she glanced at her and saw countless white beautiful legs. After carefully comparing them, she couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said in her heart: "I have the longest legs!"

Looking at Chi Yao lying beside her, she looked at her exquisite face, her shattered skin, and even her eyebrows were carefully depicted like magic pens. At this moment, she did not have a trace of queen's majesty, but instead looked like an eighteen-nine-year-old girl who had just had a wedding night.

Especially with the rosy and perfect lips, even though Luo Yi was a woman, she hated Chi Yao so much that she couldn't help but come up and kiss her.

Looking down from Chi Yao's face along her snow-white neck.

Luo Yi stretched out his five fingers to gesture across the air. The pride in his heart was even less. He seemed to be angry and reached out and grabbed it down. However, Chi Yao grabbed his wrist.

Chi Yao had already woken up, her eyes were cold.

Luo Qi smiled: "We have already pillowed with the same bed, why do my sister look at this princess with the look of the evil people?"

The people on the bed woke up one after another.

The women present were the most reserved and concerned about shame.

Luo Ji's long hair was loose, and the veil on her face had long disappeared. She looked at the other woman on the bed, especially after seeing Luo Yi, a hatred appeared in her eyes that was not hidden. She didn't know whether it was pain or discomfort, so she got out of bed and prepared to leave.

However, just two steps, her legs became weak and she fell to the ground, causing a burst of laughter from Luo Yi on the bed, and she was saying things like her useless.

Moyin also laughed.

After years of war, Tianchu civilization and the Hell Realm have already formed a deep blood hatred. Luo Ji naturally has no favoritism for Luo Yi, but at this moment he can only sit on the ground, causing the enemy to laugh at it.

She secretly hated that she was not good at doing well, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Chi Yao and Bai Qing'er have a high level of cultivation and strong physique. They have recovered some strength. They walked out of bed, sat cross-legged, and used their skills. I wonder if they are going to fight another battle after recovery? Or join forces to settle the score with Zhang Ruochen?

After all, the medicine was given by Zhang Ruochen.

This kind of despicable method is really too much to use on them.

Ji Fanxin has woken up, and his eyes, which are extremely lively, have a strong confusion at this moment. Where am I? What am I doing? Why is this happening again?

And... it seems...it's even more shameful than the last time.

In terms of shame, if Luo Ji ranks first, the Fairy of Flowers will naturally be ranked second.

It was easier to accept it just because she had an experience once.

"Old guy is ruthless this time! How can you explain it to them for the mission, responsibility, and all means?"

Zhang Ruochen secretly breathed a sigh of relief when Chi Yao was present when the Venerable Tribulation gave him the beads.

Never let them misunderstand it, thinking that it was the medicine he made on purpose by Zhang Ruochen.

Maybe Luo Qi, Bai Qing'er and the others wouldn't care, and at most they would despise him, but Luo Ji and Ji Fanxin could not forgive him.

Just when Zhang Ruochen felt that what happened today was really a mess, he suddenly realized that the women present were either married or engaged.

It doesn't seem like a big deal!

In the future, they will be a family. What are you shy and reserved? They are the dignified and do not deserve to enjoy the blessings of all people?

Unconsciously, Zhang Ruochen grabbed a cotton-like elastic soft thing.

Ji Fanxin, who was originally confused and even a little annoyed, suddenly had his eyelashes trembled slightly, took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became wide open.

"It smells so good!"

Zhang Ruochen sniffed deeply, turned over, and helped Ji Fanxin's delicate red face and kissed her.

The bed sways.

The fragrance of flowers is getting stronger!

When Chi Yao heard the movement, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and calmed her heart.

But the smirking of Moyin and Luo Yi could be heard, and Luo Ji, who was originally falling aside, was dragged back by them.

Not long after, Bai Qing'er, who was sitting cross-legged and was running a weak and arrogant manner, was also dragged away.

It can be heard that Bai Qing'er was resisting, but it seemed that she was entangled by the vines of the God of Food Flower, unable to escape, and unable to resist.

Chi Yao didn't want to participate in their demon dance anymore, so she didn't dare to stay here. She picked up an unknown moon-white long gauze wrapped around her body, trying to escape, but Zhang Ruochen caught her wrist, and the long gauze disappeared. She didn't know which witch caught her round and tight legs and was dragged back.

...

The stars are empty and the universe is boundless. Most places are shrouded in darkness. Except for some special areas where stars are dense, the distance between stars can often reach tens of trillions of miles.

Mountain of Tianzhu is no longer in the great world of civilization in Tianchu. It is now floating in the dark starry sky, with a thick surface, forming an independent small world.

I don’t know how long it took, and the winner was finally decided in the Seven Star Imperial Palace.

Zhang Ruochen pushed open the palace gate and walked out in a thrilling manner. Not far away, under a holy tree embraced by five people, the Venerable Jie squatted on the ground, stroking the long hair on the big dog Huangtian's body, and sighed.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes sank, he walked over and said, "You are satisfied now, right?"

Venerable Jie stood up, looked at him with a look, and said, "You are not good at taking advantage of the price, aren't you satisfied? Besides, if you can really use them with your own abilities, how can you use my precious medicine? This precious medicine is even more precious than a divine pill."

He didn't brag about this. He just had a bead that could instantly release several gods.
To be continued...