"You and Emperor Yu are so bold. Just because you two dare to break into the ghost clan's own star. If you fail, the good situation of the Blood Heaven tribe will be destroyed."

Gu Chenzi shook his head gently and said.

He is a person who seeks stability and does not agree with Zhang Ruochen's reckless behavior. He seems to have a remarkable record, but it is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will lose all of it.

Zhang Ruochen stood under a cluster of blood bamboos, carrying his hands on his back, and said, "If you don't take risks, how can the Immortal Vampire have a chance? To attack the first among the Ten Clans? If you want to get more, you must pay more."

Gu Chenzi said: "But some people in the Immortal Blood Clan do not have such enterprising spirit. Instead, they are jealous of everything the Blood Heaven Tribe has now and want to pull us down."

"There are people like this everywhere. They are cowardly and soft in front of outsiders, but they are cruel and ruthless in dealing with their own people."

A sarcastic look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he let out a long breath and said, "Who was the one who attacked the Blood Heaven Continent last night?"

Gu Chenzi's sleeves swelled, as if filled with wind.

With a wave of his arm, seven balls of blood flew out of his sleeves.

A ball of blood, a figure.

A total of seven creatures were bound and suppressed by blood-colored silk threads, and knelt on the ground. Two great saints of the immortal realm and five saints.

"How come there are seven Tianslas on this clan star?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Gu Chenzi said: "It's not Tiannu, it's a blood slave refined from Tiannu."

Zhang Ruochen looked carefully and found that the eyes of the seven creatures were all blood-red, with blood text rising and falling on their skin, with hideous faces and weak rationality.

"Did you find out who made them into blood slaves?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Gu Chenzi shook his head gently and said, "It is impossible to check. The memories of the seven blood slaves have been cleared, and the blood evil energy on his body has also been purified by special means. However, that person must be the Great Perfect Saint of the Hundred Shackle Realm."

"Why are you so sure?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Last night, at the top of the water waves, I fought against him. He was not injured and retreated quickly, and in an instant, he disappeared without a trace. Who can do it except the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm?"

"interesting."

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, released his mental power, and spread the entire clan star.

With his current sixty-fifth level mental power and the perception of the Heart of Truth, there are almost no monks in this clan who can escape his investigation.

"The Great Perfect Great Saint of Hundred Shackles Realm is only two of them in the star of this clan, Fenghou and Yuetinghai." Zhang Ruochen said.

Gu Chenzi pondered for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be Fenghou. Her strength is much better than me. Since she took action last night, it was unreasonable that she failed to hit the attack, so she immediately escaped. Moreover, she had to rely on our strength to have the opportunity to take the position of Goddess. It is impossible for her to offend the Blood Heaven Tribe at this time."

"Is it her that she can call her to ask, and will she know the result?"

In the Hell Realm, Zhang Ruochen does not trust anyone easily, but only believes in the truth he found.

Gu Chenzi said: "Fenghou has a special identity, so I will go and invite her in person."

"No need, she is here!" Zhang Ruochen waved his hand.

Xue Ningxiao walked in quickly, glanced at Zhang Ruochen and Gu Chenzi in the courtyard, and said, "Cousin, the wind has arrived, I want to see you."

"Please invite her over!" Zhang Ruochen said.

This courtyard was originally an ordinary ordinary land, but because Gu Chenzi, who was in the Great Saint realm, practiced here for several days, a holy blood spring gushed out of the soil, spiritual medicine grew, bleeding bamboos were produced, and it turned into a misty holy land.

The place where the Great Sage lives, influenced by the rules of the holy path, will undergo evolution and transformation, unite the heaven and earth, connect with all spirits, and will naturally be extraordinary.

The wind has the bestowal of the world. The holy light on his body flows, the skin is solidified like fat, and the golden silk mask makes the delicate and wonderful face appear and adds a bit of beauty and mystery.

After entering the courtyard, the phoenix eyes, which were like water-cutting behind the wind, stared at Zhang Ruochen carefully, with red lips slightly raised, and said, "Congratulations to the Great Sage Ruochen for his great progress in his cultivation, destroying the stars of the ghost clan, killing the skull, and severely damaging the pink skull. With one person's strength, he will suppress the Ghost Bone clan and promote the heroic spirit of my immortal blood clan."

"It's a pity that I didn't hear the news in advance, otherwise I wouldn't have missed this battle."

Immediately afterwards, she sighed quietly and said, "Sage Ruochen, you did not regard me as your own person. If you take such a major action next time, you must know that me is not a person who is afraid of things. Fighting for the Immortal Vampire is the unshirkable belief of every Immortal Vampire monk."

Zhang Ruochen said: "There are no strong men in the three tribes, and they are not a difficult bone to chew. My Blood Heaven Tribe can eat it."

The beautiful eyes of the wind flowed, and he looked at Gu Chenzi and said, "The Blood Heaven tribe is indeed hidden dragons and creeping tigers. Who would have thought that Mr. Gu Chen had also reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm."

Gu Chenzi knew that Fenghou had a special identity, and that the great saint of Yanhong had been defeated, and the backer of Prajna Wujiang was seriously injured, and the position of the goddess had been tilted towards her. Zhang Ruochen could be arrogant and disrespectful to her, but he could never.

Gu Chenzi clasped his fists with his hands and smiled slightly to show his revenge.

Fenghou said: "Last night, I also sensed that powerful aura, but he retreated too quickly and disappeared without a trace in an instant, without traces of him."

Zhang Ruochen kept his back to Fenghou, putting his hands behind him, looking quite cold and arrogant, and said in a slight tone: "It's not impossible to trace."

"What can you do with the Great Sage Ruochen?" Fenghou looked at his back.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I heard that practicing the Way of Destiny to a certain level can restore the erased memories of the monks. As a candidate for the goddess of the Temple of Destiny, Fenghou should have a high attainment in the Way of Destiny, right?"

Gu Chenzi secretly praised in his heart, this trick was so clever.

You can not only test the wind, but also find out the real murderer last night.

Fenghou looked at the seven figures suppressed in the seven blood mists and said, "They are the ones who have been erased?"

Zhang Ruochen did not respond, and expressed his attitude in silence, creating pressure on the wind.

Gu Chenzi nodded to Fenghou.

Feng Hou certainly understood that Zhang Ruochen was suspicious of her, so she had to prove her innocence no matter what. She could not lose Zhang Ruochen's support, which was a crucial step for her to become a goddess.

Feng Hou chose a blood slave in the Holy King realm, manifested the gate of fate, mobilized the rules of fate, and pointed at his eyebrows with one point.

The lower the level of monk, the easier it is to recover memory.

After a while, Fenghou withdrew his fingers, and a complicated expression appeared in his eyes under the golden silk mask, saying, "His memory has been restored."

"Who is it?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Fenghou was silent for a while and said, "Yue Tinghai."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Gu Chenzi, kill them."

A look of doubt flashed in Gu Chenzi's eyes. Why did Zhang Ruochen believe Feng Hou so easily? Couldn't he check it out personally?

Didn’t you still doubt it just now?

Zhang Ruochen has his own judgment in his heart. He has to doubt when he should doubt, and when he should trust him, he has to be decisive.

He turned around and walked towards Fenghou. He smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose. The coldness on his face melted, and a smile appeared, saying, "Congratulations to Fenghou, for integrating the third-grade holy intention. It seems that the position of the goddess is already in your pocket."

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised that Fenghou was able to merge into the third-grade holy will.

With the help of the quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pill, if she can't even integrate the third-grade holy intention, she may not need to prove it in the Battle of the Sky, and she will be kicked out of the list of candidates for the goddess.

Fenghou’s strength before was no less than that of Emperor Yu and Emperor Jianzhu. Now he goes further and may not necessarily replace the shui, ranking seventh in the Great Perfection List of the Hundred Shackle Realm.

Feng Hou and Zhang Ruochen faced each other, Yingying smiled: "Compared with the second-grade holy intention of the Great Sage Ruochen, this achievement of this queen is nothing. If you want to seize the position of the goddess, you still need to support Ruochen's great sage."

Zhang Ruochen said: "The Great Sage Yanhong was seriously injured. It may be difficult to recover its combat power during the Battle of the Sky. As for Prajna, her own strength is too weak, and her biggest reliance is Wujiang and the monks of the Shangsan Tribe. Unfortunately, Wujiang was severely injured by me and it is difficult to achieve success in a short period of time. As for the Great Sage of the Hundred Shackle Realm of the Shangsan Tribe, she also suffered a lot of losses, and several of them have been eliminated."

Fenghou seemed quite surprised and said, "Did you defeat Wujiang?"

At some point, Emperor Yu appeared in a corner of the courtyard, erasing all the seven blood slaves, and glaring at Gu Chenzi coldly, as if mocking him for being decisive enough in his work.

She said: "What's the point of defeating Wujiang? The strongest Saint Lord Zuo Mu, among the Qianwen Realm Tiannu, was killed by us."

Feng Hou knew that Zhang Ruochen was very strong and that the Blood Heaven tribe was at its peak now, but he still underestimated Zhang Ruochen's strength.

The significance of defeating Wujiang is extraordinary, even gods will probably be shocked.

This means that the Immortal Vampire has a top-level strongman.

Fenghou quickly returned to calm and said, "Since that's the case, wouldn't it mean that the Immortal Vampire already has the strength to compete with the Yanluo clan?"

"This is the purpose of summoning the monks of the top ten tribes. This time, the immortal blood clan wants to compete for the first place, and it is also necessary to let the monks in the hell world get to know us again." Emperor Yu said.

Fenghou was very scheming, but at this moment, an unprecedented ambition was aroused, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.

Yes, strive for the first place.

If the immortal blood clan can seize the first place in the ten clans, her identity as a goddess will be natural and no one dares to question it.

Now, only the Shura clan and the Yan clan can pose a threat to the Immortal Clan.

A series of cold demeanor flashed in Fenghou's beautiful eyes, saying, "The ten tribes must be completely unified and cannot have any unfair intentions. In this battle of hunting for the sky, the entire Immortal Vampire, from mortals to gods, will be proud of us."

"What if the sword Prison Emperor and Yue Tinghai have different opinions?"

Zhang Ruochen glanced at his eyes and said tentatively.
Chapter completed!