God Emperor

Latest website: Xuanyuan Qing wore a veil, and the white divine light on her body shone, looking holy and flawless. She transmitted the message: "Shang Hong came to ask me about the secrets of truth, and I told him that these secrets belong to Yiyu. Just now, he Didn’t I embarrass you?”

"He is making things difficult for me? With Pindao's current level of cultivation, how can he be afraid of him?"

Zhang Ruochen saw something strange in Xuanyuan Qing's eyes, and then he realized that the word "pindao" had become too much to say. He smiled and said: "You'd better watch him and don't mess with me. For your sake, I I will not take the initiative to deal with him. However, if he takes the initiative to attack, I will not show mercy when the time comes."

There was no emotion in Xuanyuan Qing's smart and deep starry eyes as he said, "You actually recognize my face?"

"I am the Lord of Xinghuantian and a neutral faction. How can I dare to offend the Heavenly Lord?" Zhang Ruochen seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This is naturally very interesting.

He didn't dare to offend Tianzun, but he obviously dared to offend her, Xuanyuan Qing.

Xuanyuan Qing felt that Zhang Ruochen was too crazy. He had just entered the level of a great god and was already so arrogant. However, this time, Heaven indeed owed him a huge favor.

Xuanyuan Qing suppressed the competitive spirit in his heart, took out a bead, handed it to him, and said: "The son of the Ice Emperor and the Ancestral Realm Master of the Yaksha Clan are both sealed here."

Zhang Ruochen quickly took the bead, felt the spatial fluctuations on the bead, and said in surprise: "How did fellow Taoist Qing do it?"

"Before Feng Yan and Mr. Mo came back, I...I had already sneaked into the Divine Prison, rescued them, and pretended that they broke free from the seal and escaped."

Xuanyuan Qing opened his palms and asked Zhang Ruochen with a strong look in his eyes.

When encountering crazy people, she felt that she should be even crazier, otherwise she would be sorry for her status as the daughter of the Heavenly Lord.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Chaos Bottle, released the Qingkong Sword King, squeezed it into the size of a bead, and placed it in the palm of her immortal muscle and jade bone.

Xuanyuan Qing did not take back his palm and looked at him sideways.

Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to take out the source of Qingkong Sword King again and hesitated: "Can't we let Xue Tu go?"

Xuanyuan Qing said: "I saved Qingkong Sword King because I had the power of a heavenly master, and the advantages outweighed the disadvantages. How could you, Zhang Ruochen, be so kind as a woman and expose your flaws so clearly. That bloody massacre was just an arrangement by Fengtian Can’t you see the chess pieces next to you?”

"Woman..."

Zhang Ruochen looked at her and saw her eyes suddenly turned cold, so he changed his words and said nonchalantly: "God Feng, will you notice such a little person like me?"

Xuanyuan Qing said: "When you are going through the divine tribulation, Qingtian will take action and regard you as a threat. That Feng Caiyi can take charge of the power of life and death in the Temple of Destiny, is he a short-sighted person? Your martial arts have not been abolished, and you have reached the level of In the realm of the Great God, if this news reaches her ears, will she really not take action against you? Shaxue Tu, you should be grateful to me."

Zhang Ruochen said: "After Tianzun knew this secret of mine, what did he say?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't believe Xuanyuan Lian didn't tell Haotian this secret.

Xuanyuan Qing's eyes were a bit unnatural, and he said: "How do I know? My brother may not have told Tianzun about this matter. My brother is a very independent person. He has always wanted to get rid of the shackles of Tianzun's son. He doesn't know how to do anything under the immeasurable realm. Report to Heavenly Lord. Ask for instructions, or do things according to Heavenly Lord's will. How can you support the sky by yourself?"

"You don't know if you don't know! I just asked casually, why are you explaining so much?"

Zhang Ruochen handed the divine source to her palm, paused, and said, "How about fellow Taoist Qing do Pindao a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

Xuanyuan Qing felt that Zhang Ruochen had too many conditions.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If I want to leave, there must be a reason, right? How about we have a quarrel, and I say that King Qingkong Sword must die and will never be given to you. You said King Qingkong Sword must live and be taken back to Zhao Senior Gongming will deal with it. Then, as the quarrel gets louder and louder, I will throw the divine source to you and walk away in anger... Hey, it would be wrong to snatch it away..."

Xuanyuan Qing took away the divine source and said: "How to go, you have to figure it out yourself. Two great gods quarreling? You are shameless, and I still want it."

In the distance, Feng Xi watched Qing Pingzi and Xuanyuan Qing standing side by side, standing in an open space at the bow of the ship. She couldn't hear what they were talking about, but they seemed to be very close and exchanged tokens with each other. Especially when it comes to snatching, it's so intimate that it's unbelievable.

Is this the friendship of living and dying together?

The daughter of the Heavenly Lord is so cold and arrogant. How can an ordinary god stand in front of her and dare to be so offensive?

Come to think of it, who wouldn't value friends who can fight side by side at that critical moment of life and death?

Xuanyuan Qing gave Zhang Ruochen a cold look and said, "Fengliu Sword God, please comfort her and don't run away in a hurry. Although Fourth Master is not her biological father, you should be able to understand this feeling."

Xuanyuan Qing left directly.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and glanced at her with a sinister smile before walking towards Feng Xi who was standing on the side of the ship, feeling very headache.

He's really not good at comforting people.

Moreover, Feng Xi is such a special being.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't avoid it, how could he dare to comfort him?

However, Feng Yunba's death must have been a huge blow to her. As a fellow Taoist, wouldn't it be too cruel to not say a word of comfort?

Zhang Ruochen could say a lot of comforting words to Luo Ji, he could say it to Mu Lingxi, he could say it to Bai Qing'er, but it would be inappropriate to say it to Feng Xi!

"Fellow Taoist... please forgive me... Fourth Master, actually..." Zhang Ruochen said.

Seeing that he was having a hard time speaking out, Feng Xi interrupted him and said, "Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be like this. Xi has long been used to seeing life and death. She has gone through countless hardships and is not a little girl. Who needs comfort? My father's If you die, the Wind Clan will have a battle with the Dark Temple from now on. What was Fellow Taoist and Miss Qing discussing just now?"

"Of course it's about the Qingkong Sword King." Zhang Ruochen said.

Feng Xi's eyes turned cold.

Zhang Ruochen showed an angry look on his face and said: "We had a disagreement about how to deal with the Qingkong Sword King. However, Pindao couldn't compete with her. After all, she was the daughter of Tianzun, so she handed over the Qingkong Sword King. she."

"King Qingkong Sword must die to pay for the victims of the Wind Clan. If it weren't for him, father... how could father fall?" Feng Xi said that he was used to seeing life and death, but his eyes were red, and his emotions were reflected on his face. superior.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Pindao means the same thing, but from the looks of it, Xuanyuan Qing wants to protect the life of Qingkong Sword King."

As he spoke, he took out the bottle of chaos, handed it to Feng Xi, and said: "Zhao Wuyan's divine source has been shattered, but the ghost body and soul are still there, so let's leave it to the Feng Clan to deal with! It can also be regarded as making up for the mistake of handing over the Qingkong Sword King. , Hey, I don’t have the shame to stay on the Xufeng Shenship anymore, I’m sorry Fourth Master, I’m sorry for the blood all over the ground.”

Feng Xi's eyes were stunned. This was a great god. Even if the source of the god was broken, it still contained extraordinary value. Why was it handed over to her like this?

She quickly said: "What does this matter have to do with you, fellow Taoist? The daughter of the Heavenly Lord is too domineering. No one else can withstand the oppression of the Heavenly Lord's power."

"What's more, with the current situation in Kunlun Realm, we don't dare to offend Tiangong."

"Zhao Wuyan's ghost body and soul must not be taken away from me. The Wind Clan has already owed enough money. Uncle Qi has already said that I cannot take back the Chaos Bottle no matter what. This secret treasure can only be regarded as a thank you to the Wind Clan." present."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Chaos Bottle, which was just for show, to draw the attention of the Wind Clan to Xuanyuan Qing and gain a chance for him to save Xue Tu.

Zhang Ruochen took the bottle of chaos and sighed: "How can a poor Taoist have such a face!"

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry, mortals know that killing requires a life. When my father died, more than one hundred thousand monks of the Wind Clan were killed or injured. Such a blood feud cannot be suppressed by a daughter of the Heavenly Lord. Moreover, the Temple of Light also has a grudge! Let's go to Hefeng now. The gods of the tribe and the Temple of Light must discuss countermeasures and must let Xuanyuan Qing give an explanation!"

Feng Xi was about to leave when he suddenly hesitated, but thought of how Daoist fellow Qingpingzi had fought to the death for them, and just now he took the initiative to send Zhao Wuyan's ghost body and soul. He was so righteous, but he still doubted his identity in his heart. Not worthy of being a Taoist friend.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Feng Xi's graceful back and felt confused.

What did that apologetic look mean when she left?

Did you do something sorry for him?

Zhang Ruochen didn't know that when he went to protect Feng Yan, at a critical moment, he and Feng Xi used "you" and "I", which was very abnormal and made Feng Xi suspicious, thinking that he might not be a Taoist.

In addition, after Zhang Ruochen broke through, his fighting power was too strong, which deepened Feng Xi's suspicion.

However, Zhang Ruochen's show-off just now made Feng Xi deeply aware of this fellow Taoist's integrity, so he felt remorseful in his heart, feeling that he was too suspicious and did not trust the other party, and was not worthy of being with someone like Qing Pingzi. Protect and call fellow Taoist.

Not long after Feng Xi left, the gods on the Xufeng Divine Ship gathered in the ancient palace on the third floor under Feng Xuan's voice call.

On this Xufeng Shenship, the only person Zhang Ruochen was afraid of was the mentally powerful Mr. Mo.

However, Mr. Mo was going all out to repair the frigate formation, so he probably didn't have much mental consciousness to notice him. So Zhang Ruochen restrained his aura and walked directly to the divine prison on the divine ship.

In order to create the illusion that Xiao Hei and the Ancestral Realm Master escaped, Xuanyuan Qing had broken the divine patterns and formations here. Zhang Ruochen easily entered the divine prison.

Because he was worried about alerting Mr. Mo, he did not release his mental power to explore.

Just as he entered the Divine Prison, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar heroic figure standing in front of him, standing in the dark shadows, wearing dragon head armor, holding the Pure Yang Divine Sword in his hand, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen appear at the end of the underground corridor, he looked sharply and said, "It's really you."

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and said, "What do fellow Taoist Yan mean by this? Pindao came in to investigate after discovering something was going on in the Divine Prison. Since you are here, Pindao will leave now!"

"If you take one step forward, I will kill you right now."

Feng Yan's voice contained an unprecedented will, and the Pure Yang Divine Sword in his hand had already flown out.

"Bang!"

Xuetu, who was imprisoned in the divine prison, was so frightened that his whole body trembled. The Pure Yang Divine Sword penetrated the black divine iron wall, causing the divine iron to melt into crimson molten iron. The exposed half of the sword body pressed against his neck.