Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 240 The two Zhang families, the new disruptors of the Temple of Truth

Zhang Ji was meditating with his hands behind his back, and his golden mask set off his mystery.

In the eyes of Princess Huangling and others, he is Yuan Tingyue Zhi, like a peerless master, a wise man with unparalleled resourcefulness, who controls everything. Even the words Luo Cang said could not make him feel too much. Big waves.

Yu Chenjing's face improved a lot. She walked up to Zhang Ji and bowed to him sincerely.

"Thank you, senior, for taking action. Otherwise, Thousand Stars Civilization may not be able to capture Luo Cang and his colleagues. I will report this matter to the Temple of Truth and the Heavenly Palace. I will also send a message back to Thousand Stars Civilization and ask the gods of Thousand Stars Civilization to thoroughly investigate all star battles." We will uncover all those lurking in the hell realm."

Zhang Ji nodded, holding the original divine pattern tightly with his hands behind his back.

"It's just a little effort. Now that the matter has been resolved, I would like to ask everyone from the Thousand Star Civilization to open the formation and let me leave."

Yu Chenjing wanted to say thank you for leaving Zhang Ji, but remembering Qianxing Civilization’s previous suspicion of him, she was afraid that the other party did not have much favorable impression of Qianxing Civilization at the moment, so he helped without asking for anything in return, but What she got in return was harsh words. If Yu Chenjing were to be herself, she probably wouldn't give the other party a good look.

With Zhang Ji's previous display of cultivation, it was already rare for him not to be angry with everyone in the Thousand Star Civilization.

"Since senior has other things to do, Chen Jing will not force him to stay. If senior needs anything in the future, Qianxing Civilization will definitely help him with all his strength."

When Princess Huangling heard this, she thought of Shang Ziyan who had escaped earlier, and then she remembered that she had brought her senior to the dojo of Qianxing Civilization just to find helpers for her senior to deal with Shang Ziyan.

"Sister Jing, senior, he..."

"Farewell!"

Before Princess Huangling finished speaking, Zhang Ji said goodbye, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the outside of the Qianxing Civilization Dojo.

When Princess Huangling saw this, she had no time to explain clearly to Yu Chenjing, so she followed Zhang Ji and chased out of the dojo with the dragon-headed man.

Mr. Qin, who was in charge of the formation, had already opened the formation, walked to Yu Chenjing's side, and said with emotion: "Your Highness, if this fellow Taoist hadn't taken action this time, we would have been kept in the dark by Luo Cang. . Who is he? Even if I have never met the younger generation of monks from Yanyang Civilization, I have heard some news about him. It seems that there is no such a powerful and weird person."

Yu Chenjing shook his head, "I don't know either, Huang Ling may know a little bit, but that senior obviously doesn't want us to know his identity. He may be a genius hidden in the Yanyang Civilization, and he just came to the Heaven of Truth to practice. If there hadn't been any Rakshasa clan sneaking into the Realm of Truth, maybe he wouldn't have taken action."

"However, why does such a character have a deep hatred for Shang Ziyan of the Temple of Merit, and how did they develop a grudge?"

"Mr. Qin, ask the monks of the Thousand Stars Civilization in the Realm of Truth to pay attention to the traces of Shang Ziyan and the leaders of the Heaven Realm faction. If you find anything, send it to Princess Huangling and ask him to pass it on to the senior. It can be regarded as a bit of thoughtfulness from the Thousand Stars Civilization.”

"Yes, I'll give the order right now."

After walking out of the dojo, Princess Huangling immediately caught up with Zhang Ji and asked: "Senior, with such a good opportunity just now, why didn't you let me ask Qianxing Civilization to help you deal with Shang Zixan?"

Zhang Ji kept walking and replied very seriously: "Exposing the identity of the lurker in the hell world is my responsibility as a monk of Yanyang Civilization. If you had spoken just now, wouldn't it be blackmailing for retribution? Do you think I am like this? People?"

"Besides, after Qianxing Civilization has experienced this incident, I am afraid that during this period of time, people within myself will become panicked, and there will be no spare energy to help me deal with Shang Zixuan. This is my own grudge, and I will solve it myself. "

Princess Huangling's eyes were filled with admiration when she heard this, "Senior is worthy of being a senior. He is noble and upright. He is indeed a model for the Yangyang civilization, no, for all the monks in the entire heaven and all the ancient civilization factions."

"Senior, where should we go next? Luo Cang said that forty-nine Rakshasa royal families from the Tianluo Kingdom have infiltrated into the Realm of Truth. Senior, do you know who the remaining forty-eight are? Let's go together. Catch the remaining Rakshasa clan."

Zhang Ji looked at Princess Huangling who was talking endlessly in front of him, but he didn't have any objection to her.

The Siyang Heavenly Lord may be the leader of the two, and the Yanyang God may not be considered decent, but there are more than hundreds of millions of monks in the entire Yanyang civilization. For a hundred thousand years, this large number of monks have grown up in the environment of cooperating with heaven to fight against the hell world. , the vast majority of them regard the hell realm as their mortal enemy, and have a heart to correct the path and maintain peace in the universe.

At least the Princess Huangling in front of her has a pure heart, which has not been contaminated by the power struggles and intrigues in the world.

"Luo Cang is lurking among the star warriors. I only know it through others. I have no way of knowing who the remaining forty-eight Rakshasa monks are, where they are, through what method, and which force has sneaked into the Realm of Truth. You know, don’t think too much about it.”

Princess Huangling's face suddenly fell, as if she had lost her energy like an eggplant beaten by frost.

But just for a moment, she became energetic again, as if she had come up with some brilliant idea.

"If you can find the first one, you will definitely be able to find the others. Sister Jing and Qianxing Civilization will definitely do their best to investigate the lurkers. The divine disciples of the Temple of Truth will definitely also contribute. I will let the monks of Yanyang Civilization Go and help too.

I also want to eliminate harm for the Heavenly Court and let these infiltrators from the Hell Realm know how powerful I am, Princess Huangling. "

Zhang Ji was a little speechless, perhaps because he grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. Princess Huangling's innocence should not be what a person with the cultivation of a saint should have.

Judging from her age, she is estimated to be in her twenties or thirties. She has cultivated to become a saint at such a young age. She must have spent most of her time in cultivation since she was a child, so her innocence is reasonable.

"Your cultivation is just that of a saint in the upper realm. With your cultivation, when Luo Cang was at his peak, he could kill you with just one look. The rest of the lurkers are certainly not weak either. You'd better practice hard. , please don’t get involved in this matter.”

After Zhang Ji scolded her, Princess Huangling's face fell down again, then she lowered her head, pouted, and said with some frustration: "Well, my cultivation level is indeed a bit low. I will practice in seclusion when I get back. Improve your cultivation."

The face of the dragon-headed man was full of surprise. This was the first time he saw Princess Huangling being so obedient. Even her father-god was not so obedient and even took the initiative to practice in seclusion.

The three of them walked down Tiandu Mountain. Zhang Ji stopped and said to the two of them: "I have other things to do, so I won't go to the dojo of Yanyang Civilization with you."

Princess Huangling was reluctant to leave immediately. She didn't know why. She had just met Zhang Ji for less than a day, but she always felt that Zhang Ji was attracting her everywhere, and she wanted to stay by his side.

"Senior, if you need my help in any way, you must send a message and let me know. I will bring Long Zhan to help you."

Long Zhan is the name of the man with the dragon head.

A faint laugh came from under Zhang Ji's mask, "I will do it if necessary."

Princess Huangling hesitated for a moment, then took out a golden bird feather and stuffed it into Zhang Ji's hand.

"Senior, I have worn this golden crow divine feather since I was a child. I give it to senior as a souvenir."

After speaking, Zhang Ji didn't give Zhang Ji a chance to regret, turned around and left quickly in the other direction.

When the two of them walked away, Zhang Ji spread his hands. The original divine pattern in his left hand had not yet dissipated. The golden crow divine feather in his right hand was fully visible. There were countless regular divine patterns flowing in every trace. This bird feather The master's cultivation level must be terrifyingly high.

Zhang Ji put the two things away, then walked around in a large circle outside Tiandu Mountain to make sure that no one was following him. Then he dispersed the power of the Sun Golden Crow God, changed his mask, and faced the moon in the Holy City of Tiandu Mountain again. Go to the shrine.

In the Moon God Dojo, the monks from the Guanghan Realm have completely taken control of the situation. Except for the three monks from the Yin Yang Realm, Black Demon Realm, and Wan Xie Realm who escaped, the rest were all killed by Zhang Ruochen with his own hands. Even if the divine disciple Yu Wenjing came forward, he could not stop Zhang Ruochen's murderous intention.

At this moment, as Yu Wenjing and the monks from all walks of life retreated, the Moon God Dojo, which had been in a state of uproar, regained its calm for the first time in tens of thousands of years. The chaos caused by the battle was quickly sorted out by the monks from the Guanghan Realm, and the entire Moon God Dojo took on a new look. Sweep away the evil spirit from the evil lair of the past.

The statue of the Moon God is sacred, noble, and flawless. It stands in the ashram that has returned to clarity, making the entire ashram look like a paradise on earth instead of the previous hell of Jambudvipa.

When Zhang Ji walked to the door of the dojo, Xiao Hei had just set up the formation outside the dojo. Seeing Zhang Ji coming, he looked at his aura as if he was seeing a ghost.

"Zhang Ji, why has your aura become so weak?"

"The borrowed power is not yours after all, and it will be gone once you use it up." Zhang Ji replied calmly.

There was a natural expression on the little black cat's face. Even if it was inherited by the gods, it was impossible to use the power of the gods without restrictions. The more powerful the power, the greater the restrictions.

"Where is my ninth brother?"

"Zhang Ruochen is saving the group of saints from the Shengming Central Empire. They are in the underground palace of the dojo."

Under the leadership of Xiao Hei, Zhang Ji walked into the underground palace under the dojo. The underground palace was very spacious. The two pools of water gathered rich Yang Qi and Yin Qi respectively. They were left by King Yan and Queen Lian of the Yin and Yang world. They were They built it to practice the secret arts of Yin and Yang in the Yin and Yang world.

Zhu Hongtao, Bai Su... a total of seventeen saints' heads were suspended in the underground palace. Zhang Ruochen released the Divine Fire of Purification, refined the holy medicines into pure liquids, and injected them into the heads of the seventeen people.

Nourished by the essence of the holy medicine, the injuries of the seventeen people's holy souls were relieved, and their mental fluctuations became much stronger, but their bodies still failed to recover.

A Le, Mu Lingxi and Ling Feiyu stood aside, unable to do anything about it.

Feeling Zhang Ji's arrival, Zhang Ruochen stopped refining the holy medicine and put away the Divine Fire of Purification.

"Myna, where did you go before?"

"I went to do something related to the mission of Lingguan Palace. There is nothing to say. How are they? How are their injuries?"

Zhang Ruochen sighed when he heard this, and looked a little disappointed when he looked at the seventeen suspended heads.

"I can only heal the injuries of their holy souls with holy medicine, but only their heads are left in their holy bodies, and it is beyond my power to restore them. I have already sent a message to Gu Songzi, who is the Holy Master of Alchemy. Maybe there is a way to make their holy bodies grow back."

Zhu Hongtao's head flew to Zhang Ruochen's side, and he comforted with a smile: "Junior brother, it's okay. We are extremely lucky to be alive. It's just that we lost our holy body."

Bai Su's white-haired head with a wrinkled face also flew over and said: "Your Highness, you are willing to risk your life to save us. We are already grateful. I should have died of old age hundreds of years ago. I am alive to see you." His Majesty the Crown Prince has no regrets in life.

If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince rebuilds the Shengming Central Empire in the future, please bury us, the Shengming old people, under the majestic soil of the new empire, so that future generations will know that we once existed. "

"Yes, Your Highness, we have no regrets in this life. We just want to be buried under the majestic soil of the empire. Your Highness, we are waiting for the day when you return to the country." A group of saints from the Central Empire said in unison.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were slightly red. You treat me as a scholar of the country, and I treat you as a scholar of the country. He is unqualified as a king, but these sage ministers in front of him are unparalleled in their ability to be a scholar of the country.

"Senior brother, Bai Su, everyone, I will definitely find a way to reshape the holy body for you. When the Shengming Central Empire is rebuilt, you do not need to be buried under the prosperous soil. You should follow me on the prosperous soil of the new empire. Witness the rebirth of the Shengming Central Empire together."

Xiao Hei sighed, shook his head secretly, looked at Zhang Ji beside him, and asked: "Zhang Ji, I remember that you have practiced the Tao of the Origin. The Tao of the Origin can turn the void into reality, and use one to develop ten thousand Tao. The Tao of the Origin Can you help them rebuild their holy bodies?"

"Half of the foundation of a saint's cultivation for hundreds of years is based on this holy body. Every saint practices a different holy way. Although the original way is magical, it can turn the void into reality and derive Ten thousand ways, but my attainments in the original way are still extremely far away from this level.

What's more, the holy body forcibly condensed with the power of the original source is an acquired body after all. How can it be compared to the innate body? Even if there is a holy body, the speed of cultivation is not as fast as the original eleven. They want to Furthermore, this life is almost impossible. "

Zhang Ji shook his head and said. Seeing that everyone was lonely and unwilling to say anything to death, he continued: "However, it is not completely impossible. The ninth brother was defeated by King Zhongying in the Yin and Yang Sea and his three veins were destroyed." , relying on the world of heaven and earth to regenerate the meridians, and even turn the five elements of chaos against the innate.

If I want to reshape a holy body for them that is the same as, or even better than, the original body, there may be some opportunities to do it once my original path is further advanced and I have enough innate energy. "

Zhang Ruochen's eyes flashed and he hurriedly asked: "Bago, do you know where to get the innate energy?"

"Innate Qi is the original Qi that is nurtured by heaven and earth. Chaos Qi and Xuanhuang Qi all belong to this category, but each one is extremely precious and it is almost impossible to obtain it in large quantities. However, the truth of Heaven In the domain, there is a place where you can get a large amount of divine springs containing innate energy. As long as you have the strength, you can get it."

"There is a secret realm in the Temple of Truth called the Conferred God Platform. It is said that there are a large number of divine springs in the Conferred God Platform. The Conferred God Platform is opened every ten years. There are still three or four months until the next opening."

"During this period, I will go into seclusion to improve my cultivation and attainments in the original way. When the time comes, I will enter the Conferred God Platform and find a way to obtain a sufficient number of divine springs."

The Conferred God Platform is suspected to be the ancient Temple of Truth, and even the gods of the Temple of Truth have not been able to fully explore its mysteries. Under the special rules of heaven and earth, a large number of unique holy medicines and fruits were born in the Conferred God Platform, which can quickly improve their cultivation. Whether it is Zhang Ji himself or everyone in the Kunlun Realm, it is an opportunity not to be missed to improve their cultivation. .

The Altar of Heaven and Earth in Kunlun Realm was not far away, and every method that could improve one's cultivation should not be missed. Moreover, there are various ancient inheritances in the Conferred God Platform, perhaps including the inheritance of ancient witchcraft.

Compared with the holy medicine and holy fruit, which can improve the rules of the holy path in a short period of time, the method of intercepting the path and prohibiting destruction is the key to Zhang Ji's ability to maintain his improvement in cultivation. Without Tianhun Yuan Shen, Jie Dao Jin Mie will never be considered complete. A complete Jie Dao Jin Mie will definitely be stronger than it is now.

Zhang Ruochen's face showed excitement. He naturally knew how precious the divine spring was. If it were placed elsewhere, it would be difficult to find it. But since it exists in the Realm of Truth, no matter how difficult it is, he would win enough divine springs for Zhu Hongtao. Bai Su and others reshaped their bodies.

"Bago, when the Conferred God Platform is opened, I will also enter it. I will definitely find a sufficient number of divine springs. At that time, I will also ask Bago to help reshape the bodies of the second senior brother and Bai Su."

Zhang Ji nodded in agreement, "Saint Hongtao is the saint of the Eastern Territory Holy Academy. I am the master of the Eastern Territory Holy Academy. Helping him reshape his holy body is what I should do. The Shengming Zhang family and the Tianmoling Zhang family are originally We are one family, and I am also a member of the Zhang family, so I will naturally help where it is necessary."

"The Zhang family of Shengming Central Empire and the Zhang family of Tianmoling are the same family? What's going on?" Bai Su looked at Zhang Ruochen in confusion.

Zhang Ruochen also looked puzzled.

Seeing this, Zhang Ji remembered that Lord Jie, who knew that the Shengming Zhang family was a branch of the Zhang family in Tianmo Ridge, was still sleeping in King Mountain and had not yet met Zhang Ruochen, so Zhang Ruochen naturally did not know about it.

"Oh, this matter, I actually know this from the ancient scrolls left in the Middle Ages. Our Zhang family inherits the great master Fudo Mingwang ten years ago, and his ancestral home is in Wangshan Mountain in Tianmoling. Among them, it was just that after the Kunlun Realm suffered a huge change 100,000 years ago, the Zhang family suffered a catastrophe, and one of the Zhang family members left for the Central Region. Tens of thousands of years later, they gradually became stronger and established the Shengming Central Empire."

Everyone suddenly realized that although they were shocked by Zhang Ji's words, they did not doubt it. After all, with the identity of the other party, there was no need to fabricate such a story.

"I see. I didn't expect that there is such a connection between the Zhang family in Tianmoling and the Shengming Central Empire."

Zhang Ruochen sighed with some surprise, but he couldn't help but think about his own rebirth. Is his rebirth in the Zhang family in Tianmoling related to this?

"The Conferred God Platform Conference will inevitably bring together the top experts from the entire Realm of Truth. My current cultivation level as a Half-Step Saint King is still too weak. I will spend the next time practicing in seclusion to improve my cultivation level."

Zhang Ji looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not say anything to let Zhang Ruochen go to the Blood God Dojo and enter the Wangfosha Building to practice.

The Blood God Dojo is full of monks from the Kunlun Realm. He is now known as a traitor to the Kunlun Realm. If he goes to the Blood God Dojo, he will probably be looked down upon. Even if Zhang Ji opens his mouth, it can be expected that Zhang Ruochen will definitely refuse.

He is a person with an extremely strong heart. Before his cultivation surpasses that of Queen Chi Yao, he will never merge with the orthodoxy of the Kunlun world represented by Queen Chi Yao.

"Forget it, will Feiyu Sword Master continue to practice in the Moon God Dojo, or go to the Blood God Dojo?"

Ling Feiyu replied coldly: "Luo Xu, Wan Zhiyi and you are here at the Kunlun Festival. If you don't need me for the time being, I won't go. When you want to attack the Moon Worship Sect's dojo in the Realm of Truth, let me know." Go to war."

Ling Feiyu was worried that Zhang Ruochen would face the revenge of the Heaven Realm faction alone, but Zhang Ji expected it. Although the Guanghan Realm is the same as the Kunlun Realm, there are now more than 40 monks who have entered the Realm of Truth to practice, but they can There are only a few people who can help, so Xiao Hei can help. Others, including Mu Lingxi, are still too low in cultivation.

Zhang Ji and A Le Yi Tathagata wore masks when they arrived, and were sent out of the Moon God Dojo by Zhang Ruochen. The two brothers walked side by side, and A Le followed behind, until they reached the edge of Tiandu Mountain Holy City.

Zhang Ji took out a jade slip and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

"Ninth brother, in this jade slip, there are some sacred magic secrets belonging to the Zhang family that I obtained from the bloodline awakening. There is a fist in it, called Mingwang Fist. You are also a descendant of the Zhang family. I think Use this fist intention to exchange something from your hand."

Zhang Ruochen took the jade slip and was a little surprised. Mingwang Fist is a legendary boxing technique in the Kunlun world. It is much more powerful than Luoshui Boxing. The power of such a boxing technique is priceless.

"What does Myna want?"

"Jiutian Mingdi Sutra."

"The Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra? Although I don't know what kind of exercises you are practicing, Bage, but I think it is not inferior to the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra. The Holy King realm cannot modify the techniques. Bage, what is the use of the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra?"

Zhang Ji did not answer Zhang Ruochen's question directly, but asked: "Ninth brother, do you know the origin of the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra?"

Zhang Ruochen thought for a while and replied: "On the Taiyi Divine Skills List of Heavenly Court, there are a total of eighty-one god-level skills, and the six great books of the Kunlun Realm are all on it. Although the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra is not on it, according to the My guess is that the Thirty-Three Heavens among the Six Great Books should be the original version of the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra."

"You guessed it right. The Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra is indeed derived from the thirty-third heaven. To be precise, the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra is the first nine heavens of the thirty-three heavens."

"The Thirty-Third Heaven was created by the Zhang family's ancestor, Fudo Mingwang, ten years ago. He carried all the heavens and the three realms and nine realms in his body, and no one could compete with it."

"The reason why I want the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra is because I encountered a problem in my cultivation of the holy way. After Dao Qi, I found my own way of the way of swordsmanship, but this way is too overbearing and cannot be used with the human body. Unable to bear it, I thought about it and finally came up with a solution.

Use the method of the Thirty-third Heaven to open up the heavens and use the heavens to carry the way of the sword. However, although I awakened part of the bloodline of the Zhang family, I did not obtain the complete cultivation method of the Thirty-third Heaven, so I can only learn from Ninth brother, you start here. "

After listening to Zhang Ji's explanation, Zhang Ruochen understood. After thinking for a while, he took out a blank jade slip and burned all the techniques of the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra and his own insights into it. It took nearly half an hour to complete the burning. Then he handed it to Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji took it and looked at Zhang Ruochen's slightly tired expression, "Ninth brother, thank you very much. I only understand the laws of the heavens in the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra, and I will destroy the jade slips after I understand it."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and smiled and said: "Since the Zhang family of Tianmoling and the Shengming Zhang family are originally one family, the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra is also the inherited technique of the Zhang family of Tianmo Ridge. It is reasonable and reasonable for Bage to give me the Ming Wang Fist and I will give Bage the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra in return."

Without much greeting, Zhang Ruochen returned to the Moon God Dojo, while Zhang Ji and A Le rushed towards the Blood God Dojo.

……

At the core of the Temple of Truth, where the gods live, there are temples.

The Sifang Shrine is the most magnificent and splendid palace besides the Central Shrine.

At this moment, in the Western Shrine, the True God Fuhuang, who is responsible for managing the Void Sanctuary in the Temple of Truth, is sitting cross-legged in the center of the palace, with a body of three thousand feet, and a nine-layered divine ring of truth behind his back.

Opposite the True God Fuhuang sat a golden-robed god. This golden-robed god exuded extremely sharp metallic power.

"It's so gratifying that the True God Jinhuang has broken through to the level of a higher god. The True God has arrived at the Temple of Truth. What do you want from me?"

The golden-robed god is the only true god in the Ten Thousand City Realm, the Jinhuang True God.

True God Jinhuang laughed and said: "True God Fuhuang has been practicing for less than a hundred thousand years, and he is already the Great Perfection of the upper gods. Compared with True God Fuhuang, I am still far behind. If Lord Fuhuang hadn't helped me, Breaking through, if I want to break through to the upper gods, it will take at least ten thousand years."

True God Fuhuang frowned slightly when he heard the words, and the divine light of truth behind him rippled.

"Is True God Jinhuang joining the sect of the Supreme God?"

"The Lord God has returned after 300,000 years. The order of the universe has changed greatly. Although the Heavenly Palace and the temples of various places are mostly respectful to the Lord God, the Lord God also needs some followers to handle some things for him and win some responses. I have the right to do so. I can’t be considered as a disciple of the God, I can only be regarded as following behind the God.” True God Jin Huang said with a smile.

True God Fuhuang gradually put away his contempt. He could not pay attention to the gods of Wancheng Realm, but he had to be cautious about the followers of the Supreme God.

In today's heaven, it is better to offend anyone who is at the helm of the world than to offend the Supreme Being.

Although this deity was born in the Murong family of the Wanxu Realm, practiced Taoism in the Tianquan World, and was once a giant figure in the Temple of Time, no matter whether it was the Murong family, the Tianquan World, or the Temple of Time, this one seemed to have no The meaning of return.

From the time he returned to the present, he has been in a wait-and-see mode. In addition to having a better relationship with the Five Elements Concept, his interactions with various forces can be said to be neither salty nor indifferent, and he neither refuses nor agrees to be wooed.

As far as True God Fuhuang knew, the Master of the Palace of Truth seemed to have gone to win over him, but the response he received was ambiguous.

"Does the Lord Fuji want to establish his own business?"

True God Jinhuang said in a bad tone: "We can't guess what the Lord is thinking, so it's better not to make random guesses."

"I came to the Temple of Truth this time to ask for an explanation from the True God. The monks from the Ten Thousand City Realm died tragically in the Heaven of Truth. Why didn't the Temple of Truth severely punish the murderer behind it?"

True God Fuhuang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with cold light.

"Why did True God Jinhuang say this? The monks from the Ten Thousand City Realm died at the hands of the Heavenly Slaughter Organization. The Heavenly Slaughter Organization has always been on the arrest list of the Temple of Truth."

"The Heavenly Slaughter Organization is a killer organization. It has always been paid to do things. They have no enmity with the Wancheng Realm. How could they take the initiative to deal with the Wancheng Realm? The murderer I am talking about is naturally not the Heavenly Slaughter Organization, but the one in the Temple of Truth. The group of moths who collude with the hell realm.

True God Fuhuang, please take a look! "

After speaking, True God Jinhuang revealed a corner of his divine world. This divine world had turned into a sea of ​​blood, and floating on the sea of ​​blood was a divine corpse tens of thousands of miles long.

"I found this divine corpse in the starry sky outside the Heaven of Truth. The gods of the Rakshasa tribe penetrated deep into the realm of Truth. How did True God Fuhuang think he came here?"

That divine corpse was recognized by True God Fuhuang. It was an evil god from the Rakshasa tribe. His cultivation had reached the perfection of a superior god. He had lived for nearly two hundred thousand years. His strength was far superior to that of True God Jinhuang. The one who killed the god was bound to do so. It can’t be True God Jinhuang, it can only be someone else.

The Temple of Truth is located in the hinterland of Heaven, which is guarded by the Tianhe River. If the gods of hell want to sneak into Heaven, there is only one way, and that is to hide in the divine world of the gods of Heaven.

And this evil god appeared outside the Realm of Truth and was killed by someone. There is a 90% chance that the god who brought this evil god into the heaven was in the Realm of Truth and was a god in the Temple of Truth.

This was definitely a major event that could shock the entire Temple of Truth. True God Fuhuang understood immediately that he could not solve this matter at all. True God Jin Huang's goal was not to find him.

But...

"I already know what God Fuji means. You go back and tell him that the Temple of Truth will investigate this matter strictly and will never tolerate it. Anyone who dares to collude with the hell world, no matter who it is, I will personally send him away. Go up to the God-Beheading Platform."

Above the dome of the temple, demonic clouds stirred, and through the demonic clouds, one could see a majestic figure that looked like a god and a demon.

True God Fuhuang stood up and saluted, and True God Jinhuang also saluted respectfully.

"I will definitely tell the Lord what the Palace Master says."

The demonic cloud dispersed, and the mighty divine power withdrew from the palace.

In the deepest part of the Temple of Truth, the Lord of the Temple of Truth has a majestic body and a powerful body. The arrogant muscles of the gods and demons give people a heavy sense of oppression.

Beside her, a powerful figure in black clothes poured tea for the Master of the Palace of Truth while saying, "Murong Fuji is really willing to take the blame."

The Lord of the Palace of Truth took the tea and said with a smile: "The forces within the Palace of Truth are intertwined and can affect the whole body. Neither Haotian nor us are suitable to be the person to break the balance. Only Murong Fuji is alone. The guy can just ignore it and be the game-breaker.

This time, if anyone dares to obstruct it openly or covertly, let him go to Murong Fuji first. "

The figure in black nodded, and then asked: "You didn't even notice that the god of the Rakshasa tribe had sneaked into the Realm of Truth. How did he find it? Is his spiritual power still superior to yours?"

"After all, he is a person who could compete with the heavens 300,000 years ago. It is possible for his spiritual power to reach any level. I need to hide my realm. I have not really integrated my spiritual power into the order of heaven and earth. It may not be the case. Really not as good as him.

However, no matter what, his strength cannot be underestimated, and it is a force we must strive for. "

(End of this chapter)