In the end, Qingmo still put away the infinite holy fire and did not shoot it out.

She told Zhang Ruochen that she could help him with some things, but she would never serve him.

It is already quite amazing to be able to practice to the level of a saint in the upper realm. With the infinite holy fire, Qing Mo would not encounter old antiques like the four Dharma kings and the ten palace masters, in the Blood God Sect, it would be enough to sweep away all opponents.

"I can only say that the realm of a saint is barely enough!" Zhang Ruochen said with some disgust.

Qing Mo said: "I have reached the peak level of the saint of the upper realm, and have mastered some powerful means to defeat some people who surpass the saint of the upper realm. You have not become a saint, how can you dislike me?"

Zhang Ruochen quarreled and said, "If so, I have practiced like you for more than 40,000 years, but I am only at the level of a saint in the upper realm. It would be better to kill him by hitting him head-on."

In Qingmo's little mouth, the sound of teeth grinding sounded again, and his eyes were glaring like a little hen.

In fact, before plant creatures turned into human forms, they had already practiced extremely slowly, so how could they be compared with humans?

Qing Mo only practiced human body more than ten years ago, and it is not easy to be able to reach the level of a saint in the upper realm.

Next, Zhang Ruochen led Princess Bai Li to the world of picture scrolls, asking her to integrate and manage the indigenous monks in the Qinglong Ruins Realm. After Princess Bai Li lost her memory, not only did her IQ drop significantly, but she was also too simple and was not suitable to participate in the bloody cleaning of the Blood God Cult.

Zhang Ruochen sighed softly, there were too few experts around him, and he really couldn't dispatch it.

In the Blood God Sect, there are not only lurkers of the Immortal Blood Clan, but also some monks are not Immortal Blood Clan, but they have close cooperation with the Immortal Blood Clan. Zhang Ruochen didn’t know who to believe?

Now, he can only believe in himself.

Zhao Shiqi guessed what Zhang Ruochen was thinking, his eyes were a little gloomy, and asked, "Your Highness, do you want your subordinates to do something for you?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "How many sixth-level high-level wild beasts are in your hands?"

"There are 47 top-level beasts in the sixth level, including three beast kings, namely the three dragon kings, the deer beast king, and the Miantian Butterfly King." Zhao Shiqi said.

The strength of the sixth-level high-level wild beast is between the seventh-level semi-saint and the most quasi-saint.

The three beast kings are all descendants of divine beasts, and they are invincible under the holy realm. Moreover, they have unlimited potential and have a great opportunity to practice to the holy realm.

These wild beasts conquered in the Qinglong Ruins Realm are the most powerful forces of the Mingzong. Now, all of them are under the control of Zhao Shiqi.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It is enough to master such a power to deal with the Immortal Vampire lurkers in the semi-saint realm. However, your energy alone is limited after all, and you need one or two helpers."

Zhao Shiqi wanted to swallow the credit alone, so he said, "Does the Son of God refer to Sun Dadi? Sun Dadi is indeed very strong, but he is a little careless in his work, and he may be bad."

"I mean another person."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "You can go to the Immortal Sea now and invite Ji Shui, the tenth disciple of the Dharma King of Haiming, to come here."

Ji Shui is still very strong and capable. It is a talent to be a true talent for the Haiming Dharma King. Zhang Ruochen had long wanted to pull her into the camp of Mingzong.

Zhang Ruochen felt it was time to talk to her, it depends on how she would make a decision?

After Zhao Shiqi left, Zhang Ruochen thought of another person in his mind, that is the second disciple of Xuanji Sword Saint, that is, Zhang Ruochen's second senior brother, Zhu Hongtao.

Now, it is the time to use people, should we invite him to the Blood God Cult?

At this moment, a maid walked in from outside quickly, saluted respectfully, and said, "Your Highness, the Saint Maiden came to Qianlong Temple and wanted to see you."

"Tell her that this son of God is practicing in seclusion and will not see any foreign guests."

Zhang Ruochen didn't even look back, so he took out a piece of the transmission light talisman and burned text on it.

The maid's lips moved slightly, but in the end she didn't dare to speak for Shangguan Xianyan, so she stepped back carefully.

Zhang Ruochen engraved the light talisman and immediately rang out.

The messenger talisman turned into a stream of light and flew to the eastern region.

The speed of the light transmission talisman can reach the speed of light, which is the fastest way to transmit. Of course, the light transmission talisman also has some restrictions and risks. If there are slight errors, the light transmission talisman may fall into the hands of other monks.

The light talisman that Zhang Ruochen cast was naturally sent to his second senior brother Zhu Hongtao.

Zhang Ruochen still trusts several disciples of Xuanji Sword Saint. Except for Feng Han, the rest of them have very good character.

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Elder Pavilion, Zijun Palace.

Zijun Hall is made of fine iron and connected to the mountains and earth veins below. The hall is equipped with the Nine Dragons Sky Locking Formation. Once it is imprisoned, no matter how strong the cultivation level is, it is impossible to break the palace and escape.

At this moment, the Dharma King of Earth Yuan sat cross-legged in the center of Zijun Hall, with nine dragon-shaped chains wrapped around him, and the other end of the chain was connected to the nine directions of Zijun Hall.

The Dharma King of Diyuan felt something, opened his old eyes, looked forward, and said, "Since you have entered Zijun Palace, why don't you show up immediately?"

"Wow—"

In the air, there are circles of ripples, scattering and spreading.

In the center of the ripples, an old man in a wide black robe walked out of thin air as if he had crossed a layer of water curtain.

The old man was surrounded by black evil spirits, very much like a ghost in hell.

If Zhang Ruochen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the old man, and he was Elder Yuangui, one of the six holy elders.

Elder Yuangui looked in his fifties. His nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were very deep, and there was a strand of white hair on both sides of his temples. His voice was a little cold and cold, saying, "This time, you were too careless and actually exposed the Holy Master Hongyuan in advance. The old guys from the Blood God Cult followed this line to clear a large number of lurkers in our clan. This responsibility must be borne by you."

The Diyuan Dharma King stood up and dragged the nine dragon-shaped chains to a loud noise, and snorted coldly: "This matter can only be blamed on Gu Linfeng, that little bastard. If it weren't for him, how could the Holy One of Hongyuan be exposed?"

Elder Yuangui said, "That boy Gu Linfeng is indeed a bit strange."

"Since he can see through the disguise of the Holy Holy One, he can see through the true body of other lurkers. He must be removed as soon as possible. No, I will tear him to pieces with my own hands."

The Dharma King of Diyuan hated Gu Linfeng very much. If it weren't for this, he would probably have been in the position of the leader of the Blood God Sect, so how could he be trapped in Zijun's Palace?

Elder Yuangui smiled coldly: "You don't have to worry about such small things. I have sent Liao Teng to deal with him. He shouldn't be able to survive tonight."

"Liao Teng's cultivation has reached the level of a saint in the middle realm, and it is easy to deal with a Gu Linfeng. However, the Haiming Dharma King standing behind Gu Linfeng is an old fox. If Liao Teng is taken down by him, then our losses will be even heavier."

The Dharma King of Diyuan said again: "You release me and let me take action personally, which is enough to ensure that everything is foolproof."

Elder Yuangui shook his head and said, "The time is not yet ripe. I can't let you go for the time being. Once you let you go, you and I will be exposed. Besides, the exposure of the Holy Master Hongyuan is extremely involved. The attention of the entire Blood God Sect is attracted by it. I don't have the energy to deal with you yet. You are staying in Zijun Pavilion, and they cannot find out your true body."

You should know that the power under the throne of Dharma is definitely quite huge, with disciples and grandchildren all over the entire Blood God Sect.

If it is impossible to confirm that the Dharma King of Diyuan is the immortal blood clan, who dares to touch him?

"The time is not yet ripe? What are you waiting for? Can't you still get a Blood God Sect with our years of management?" Diyuan Dharma King was a little angry.

"In the near future, Prince Xia and His Highness of the Prince will personally come to the Blood God Cult to take charge of the overall situation. At that time, our Huangtian tribe will not only take down the Blood God Cult, but also start the first battle in the Central Region, and must kill the First Central Empire until it hurts."

Elder Yuangui smiled cruelly, showing his stance, and said, "As for the old man from the Haiming Dharma King, this elder has arranged a strong man to deal with him. Even if he kills him, he can still hold him back. Anyway, Gu Linfeng will die tonight."

Gradually, Elder Guiyuan's figure disappeared into nothingness, becoming increasingly faint, and finally completely disappeared.

As night fell, clouds and mist appeared between the six spiritual mountains, making the Qianlong Hall in the center both magnificent and mysterious.

"Paipa."

Zhang Ruochen sat under the waterfall, practicing palm techniques, and each palm could blow the air loudly.

This time, he was the only one.

All the maids in Qianlong Hall retreated.

Ji Shui was wearing a wide blood robe and stood in a blood mist. If she hadn't seen her lineup, it would be hard to imagine that there was a beautiful woman under the blood robe.

Zhang Ruochen put away his palm technique, stared at Ji Shui, and said with a smile: "Uncle Ji, my palm technique is OK, right?"

Ji Shui didn't like Zhang Ruochen, and there was a sense of coldness in his voice, saying, "If you have anything, hurry up and say it. After that, I will go back."

In Yingsha City, Qinglong Ruins Realm, all the monks of the human race united to fight bloody battles with all the barbarians in order to defend the dignity of humanity. However, Gu Linfeng did not participate.

In her opinion, Gu Linfeng is a rat who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, and he is not worthy of being the Son of God at all. Compared with the person she admires, it is a thousand miles away.

That's right, Ji Shui looked down on Gu Linfeng very much and was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

"When I came to Qianlong Palace, Master Ji actually wanted to go back?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a bit aggressive, and they fell on Ji Shui's chest, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Thinking of Gu Linfeng's previous deeds, under the blood robe, Ji Shui's face changed slightly and said, "If you dare to disrespect me, even if I am not your opponent, I will die with you."
Chapter completed!