At this moment, Zhang Ruochen exposed his upper body full of muscular lines, his long hair was disheveled, and his pupils had a blood-red edge. His whole person was full of evil and masculine beauty, which was fatally attractive to female monks.

In the other direction, Yan Wushen and Swastika Qinglong returned to the camp of the Yama clan. They also caused a huge commotion and were surrounded by many monks.

On the contrary, the gold-buried white tiger and the swastika green dragon at the level of mythical beasts were ignored by them, as if they could not sense the terrifying power in their bodies, and only thought that they were two ordinary sacred beasts.

Zhang Ruochen communicated with the Golden Burial White Tiger in his heart and asked: "Can you really only read part of my memory?"

"That's right, your sea of ​​consciousness is blocked by many powerful forces. Even I can't break in. If I really want to forcefully read it, I'm afraid your sea of ​​consciousness will collapse and you will die." said the Golden Burying White Tiger.

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There was a strange connection between Zhang Ruochen and the Golden White Tiger, and I could vaguely tell that what it told was the truth and was not deliberately deceiving.

"A lot of power? In addition to the Queen Mother, the Blood God of War, and the Moon God, are there other gods that have imposed a blockade on my sea of ​​consciousness?" Zhang Ruochen frowned.

The Golden Burying White Tiger said: "There is a blockade that is very powerful. I feel that the caster is mentally stronger than me. That blockade isolates your consciousness."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes became sharp.

Burying Gold White Tiger said: "It means that you have a memory that you don't even know about."

"How is this possible?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Even if a god wanted to cast a spell on Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen would at least have an impression. How could he not know about it at all?

Moyin came to Zhang Ruochen's side first, stared at Zhang Ruochen's body obsessively, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, master, your cultivation has improved again."

Zhang Ruochen's face was solemn and he just nodded.

The demonic sound stopped talking and turned into a ray of light, rushing into Zhang Ruochen's back.

Afterwards, Feng Hou, Sword Prison Emperor, Great Sage Yixuan, Gu Chenzi and others rushed up and asked Zhang Ruochen about the outcome of the Battle of Shoutian. More immortal vampire sages rushed forward to pay their respects.

Zhang Ruochen already has the demeanor of a leading figure in this era of the Immortal Vampire Tribe.

The likes of Feng Hou and Sword Prison Emperor were completely robbed of the limelight by him and became mere foils.

Before Zhang Ruochen could speak, at the top of the Destiny Mountain, the Black-robed High Priest of Fulu, who was several thousand feet tall, came out. He held a scroll and slowly opened it, saying: "Now, announce the results of the ten clans in the Battle of Hunting Sky."

Ranking.”

All the monks from the ten tribes looked at the black-robed High Priest Fulu with solemn expressions, and no one dared to make any noise or comment.

In fact, only the top four rankings are in doubt.

The Yama clan and the Immortal Vampire clan fought until the last moment.

On the home star of the Nether Clan, the Nether Clan and the Rakshasa Clan also fought fiercely to compete for third place, and the points were very close.

Of course Zhang Ruochen knew the final result, so he seemed very calm.

However, the monks in the entire hell world were extremely nervous at this moment, and many monks gathered near the Destiny Mountain held their breath.
Chapter completed!