God Emperor

Latest website: Under the leadership of the sturdy flag master, the two walked into the depths of Cangtian Valley and came to the shore of a rock lake.

"Wow——"

On the surface of the rock lake, red mist floated, condensing into a sacred shadow, which was dozens of feet tall. It had a human-shaped body but two heads, making it look a bit ferocious.

"Meet Deputy Palace Master Yao."

The sturdy flag master immediately knelt down on one knee and kowtowed respectfully to the mysterious shadow in the lake.

Although there was a dragon chain tied to his body, Zhang Ruochen still saluted along with him.

There are two deputy palace masters in Youzi Tiangong. They have rarely shown their faces. They are definitely the real big shots of the Blood God Religion.

Yao Sheng is one of the two deputy palace masters.

That huge shadow was a clone of Yao Sheng's holy soul, suspended in the water, breathing clouds and mist.

Four purple-black evil lights emerged from the sockets of the four eyes, passed through the rock lake, and landed on Zhang Ruochen's body at the same time.

The majestic holy power came overwhelmingly, as if to suppress Zhang Ruochen to the ground.

This is a kind of intimidation, frightening Zhang Ruochen's holy soul.

If Zhang Ruochen had a ghost in his heart, he would feel scared and unable to lie. Even if you lie, there will be flaws.

Deputy Palace Master Yao began to ask: "On the day the Son of God died, you led a group of flag bearers to leave the camp and go to Luofeng Mountain?"

"What...the Son of God has fallen?"

Zhang Ruochen pretended to be clueless. At the same time, he also acted very weak and his legs kept shaking.

"You don't need to know about this, just answer what I say directly."

That voice was quite strong.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be really suppressed by the Holy Power. He trembled a little and said, "Yes, my subordinate has indeed been to Luofeng Mountain."

"What to do?"

"King Wuliang Banner sent his subordinates to Luofeng Mountain to exterminate the blood beasts. It is said that this was an order from the Deputy Palace Master."

In the rock lake, the huge two-headed holy figure was silent for a moment and snorted coldly: "Neither of the two deputy palace masters gave such an order." "How is that possible?"

Zhang Ruochen looked quite surprised and said: "Deputy Palace Master, what I just said was absolutely not a lie. If you don't believe it, I can confront King Wuliang Banner now."

The voice of Deputy Palace Master Yao came out again, saying: "The day you went to Luofeng Mountain, Zhao Wuliang also disappeared and has not shown up yet."

Zhang Ruochen showed an even more puzzled expression, very frightened, and said repeatedly: "The deputy palace master clearly understands that this subordinate has nothing to do with the death of the Son of God."

"As long as you answer my questions truthfully, I will naturally not wrongly accuse an innocent person."

Above the rock lake, the other head of the two-headed holy shadow opened its mouth and uttered a rather beautiful female voice, "Gu Linfeng, since you went to Luofeng Mountain to exterminate the blood beasts, why were all the flag bearers you brought out wiped out? But you have been missing for several days. Where have you been these past few days?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "When my subordinates arrived at Luofeng Mountain, they encountered an ambush and all the flag bearers were killed by the formation. I also risked my life before I broke out of the formation and fled deep into the ancient snow mountain. "

"When the formation was broken, my subordinate was seriously injured. He didn't know where he fled to, and he finally fainted."

"After I woke up, I didn't know how many days had passed. After my subordinate recovered from his injuries, he immediately returned to Cangtian Valley. He was about to report to Lord Wuliang Banner King, but he didn't expect... something like this happened in Youzi Tiangong in the past few days. A lot of things."?

From the beginning to the end, four purple-black beams were shining on Zhang Ruochen's body, creating pressure on him.

The surroundings fell into silence, and even Deputy Palace Master Yao did not continue to ask questions.

Zhang Ruochen asked tentatively: "I wonder if the deputy palace master has anything else to ask?"

"Not yet."?

Deputy Palace Master Yao's voice was still very cold, and he said in a deep voice: "This matter needs to be further investigated thoroughly to verify the authenticity of what you just said. Even if you have nothing to do with the death of the Son of God, just because you led him out Even if all the flag bearers are wiped out, you will be punished with serious crimes."

Another head came out with a female voice: "Master Shufeng Banner, please escort Gu Linfeng down first and put him in the Iron Prison dungeon."

"yes."

The very sturdy flag master glared at Zhang Ruochen coldly and said, "Flag Master Gu, come with me!"

After Shufeng Banner Master left with Zhang Ruochen, the two heads of the huge holy shadow in the rock lake actually communicated with each other.

The head on the left came out with a man's voice: "What do you think?"?

"Gu Linfeng probably didn't lie. It's very possible that Zhao Wuliang was actually planning this matter. At most, Gu Linfeng was just the scapegoat chosen by Zhao Wuliang. Unfortunately, Zhao Wuliang's plan probably failed and something unexpected happened. Otherwise, Gu Linfeng wouldn't have been able to escape alive." A woman's voice came from the head on the right side.

The head on the left said: "When Zhao Shiqi brought back half of the Son of God's body, he said that they encountered a quite terrifying blood beast. The failure of Zhao Wuliang's plan is very likely to be related to that blood beast."

"Zhao Wuliang has been missing for so long. It is not certain that he died in the belly of the blood beast." The head on the right said.

Naturally, Deputy Palace Master Yao would not believe that a mere third-order semi-saint could be so bold and dare to assassinate the Son of God of the Blood God Sect.

Even if you have the courage, you can't be that strong.

Therefore, in his opinion, only Zhao Wuliang has such strength and courage.

Moreover, all the fingers are pointed at Zhao Wuliang.

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The Iron Prison Dungeon is located a hundred feet deep under the Cangtian Valley. It is completely made of fine iron. Some of the iron bars of the prison are thicker than the mouth of a bowl.

In the dungeon, there are dense formation inscriptions and the third battalion of Youzi Tiangong is guarding it. Even if a saint is imprisoned, let alone a semi-saint, it will be difficult to escape.

It is said that all members of the Blood God Cult who have committed serious crimes are imprisoned here.

Gu Linfeng's cultivation has reached the semi-saint realm, and he is the banner leader of Youzi Tiangong. Naturally, he can be regarded as a figure in the Blood God Sect, and he is a felon.

Therefore, he was imprisoned in the lowest level of the Iron Prison, which was the fourth level.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm and hit the iron wall of the prison.

In an instant, dozens of thick black lightnings flew out from the iron wall, like dozens of angry black dragons, all of which struck Zhang Ruochen's body.

Zhang Ruochen immediately released the Holy Soul Domain and blocked all the lightning. Even so, he still suffered some internal injuries.

"What a powerful formation. Even if you use space power, it is difficult to break. It is impossible to escape."

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen calmed down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and thought carefully.

"As long as I insist that I didn't kill Mei Lanzhu, King Hai Ming will definitely find a way to save me. My chess piece should be of great use to that old devil."

Zhang Ruochen stopped thinking about it, calmed down and started practicing.

About three days later, the banging sound of iron boots sounded particularly clear on the fourth floor of the Iron Prison Dungeon.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and saw a sturdy figure standing outside the iron railing, covered in armor, like an invincible god of war.

It was the No. 1 flag master of the third battalion of Youzi Tiangong, Shufeng Banner Master.

The leader of Shufeng Banner opened the prison formation, walked in, looked down at Zhang Ruochen, and said in a very loud voice: "Dharma King Haiming personally came out to vouch for you, you are lucky. Let's go! You can go out now!" "

Zhang Ruochen stood up, flicked the dust off his body, and said, "Thank you very much."

After leaving the Iron Prison Dungeon, Shufeng Banner Leader took Zhang Ruochen out of Cangtian Valley and headed towards the Juegu Snow Mountain, getting further and further away from the main camp of Youzi Tiangong.

Zhang Ruochen became vigilant and secretly circulated the holy energy.

The master of Shufeng Banner has extremely high cultivation level. He is a high-level semi-saint. His holy sense is very keen and he can sense the flow of holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body.

He snorted coldly: "If this flag master wants to kill you, can you resist it with your little cultivation?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled, put away his holy energy, and said, "Where exactly is Master Shufeng Banner taking me?"

"When you get there, you'll know."

The two kept moving forward, getting faster and faster, and were already hundreds of miles away from Cangtian Valley.

Finally, the Shufeng Flag Master stopped and said, "We're here!"

In the distance, there is a cliff covered with red plum blossoms. The cold wind came out, and bright petals fell one after another.

Lan Ye, the thirteenth disciple of Dharma King Hai Ming, was wearing a black robe and had his hands behind his back. He looked very smart and capable. He stood at the foot of the cliff and slightly raised his hands to the flag master of Shu Feng and said, "Thank you, Brother Shu Feng."

"It's just a matter of effort. You guys should talk first. This banner leader has to rush back to Youzi Tiangong immediately."

Immediately, the Shufeng Flag Master turned into a strong wind, rolled up large snowflakes, and disappeared among the snowy mountains.

Lan Ye's eyes became very cold as he stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "You are quite capable of getting into trouble. If Master hadn't come forward personally, you would have lost your head."

"The death of the Son of God has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Ruochen's attitude was quite tough.

"You dare to talk back." Lan Ye's two pupils shone with cold light, and in the palm of his right hand, a ball of icy evil energy condensed, striking at Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Lan Ye wanted to teach Zhang Ruochen a lesson and make him suffer a little, so that he would be more honest and calm in the future.

This is also what Dharma King Hai Ming means.

Just when Lan Ye took out his palm, the temperature within a few hundred feet dropped tenfold, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

Not to be outdone, Zhang Ruochen formed seals with his hands, continuously mobilizing the holy energy in his body, and opened the six orifices of his palms.

From the palm of his hand, two blood clouds surged out, both in the shape of five fingers.

"Seven Apertures Blood Palm."

Both palms struck out at the same time, clashing with Lan Ye's palm print.

"Boom." The powerful palm force shook the cliff next to it, causing dense lines to crack.

Some of the lines are even several feet wide.

Somewhat strangely, the plum blossom tree growing on the cliff was intact, with only the bright red petals falling down and flying in the air.

"Dharma King Hai Ming must be nearby. He likes plum blossoms the most. He must have used his holy energy to protect the plum blossom trees on the cliff." Upon noticing this, Zhang Ruochen immediately withdrew more than half of the power in his palm.

Immediately, he flew backwards and flipped twice in mid-air before falling to the ground again.

"Pfft."

A mouthful of blood spit out from Zhang Ruochen's mouth, dyeing the ground crimson.

Lan Ye also took a small step back, looked at his palms, and then looked at Zhang Ruochen opposite with a rather surprised look.

Just now, although he only used 10% of his power, it was absolutely impossible for a third-level semi-saint to be able to stop him.

"How come your Seven Apertures Blood Dark Palm is so powerful? No, you seem to have opened the Sixth Aperture."

(To be continued.)