At the invitation of Feng Qi, Zhang Ruochen led the old yellow cow and the twenty-five great saints of the Feng clan to board the Divine Wood Battleship.

A god from the demon god world was already standing outside to greet him, surrounded by pink light and the fragrance was fluttering.

Zhang Ruochen has really seen this god. It was one of the top ten powerful people cultivated by the Demon God Realm using the blood of the Demon God Realm, the Nine-tailed Heart Fox.

I saw it in the Red Dust Islands in Heaven. At that time, she was a guest of Shangzi.

Chu Jian, the strongest among the top ten powerful men, was killed by Zhang Ruochen during the battle of the Ten Realms. Many of the other top ten demon masters failed to survive the tribulation and their spirits were destroyed. Instead, she entered the divine realm.

The nine-tailed heart fox is wearing a thin silver silk shirt, and his graceful jade-white body is looming. The curve formed by the willow waist and buttocks is thrilling, and the charm is born and extremely attractive.

Even if he becomes a true god, he is still very charming and ordinary monks cannot control him at all.

None of the great saints of the Wind Clan had a weak mind, but they just looked at her and fell into an obsessed fantasy state as if they were caught.

"Close your eyes, regulate your breath and nourish your energy, and calm your mind."

Feng Xi's voice woke them up.

Everyone was shocked and quickly closed their eyes and used the exercises.

The Nine-tailed Heart Fox apologized: "Sorry, I just entered the divine realm and couldn't completely restrain my charm. I hope it won't have too much impact on their mood."

It would be fine if she didn't speak. As soon as she opened her mouth, a soft and glutinous sound rang out, containing infinite soul-catching magic.

The more you close your eyes, the more you become imaginative.

A beautiful fantasy appears in my mind.

Fortunately, Feng Xi was prepared and formed a barrier with her spirit and transformed her voice away.

The Nine-tailed Heart Fox once again showed an apology and whispered: "The Lord of Armas Yu knows that God is here, and he is very happy. He has stopped practicing and is waiting inside. Please, please inside!"

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction pointed by the Nine-tailed Heart Fox. There was a wooden hall, which was thousands of feet high, brightly lit, extremely grand, and connected to the trunk of the sacred wood.

The old yellow cow said bluntly, "It's such a big and majestic, I don't come out to greet him, making it look like we are going to pay homage to him. What kind of god is fine if you don't see him!"

The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward and everyone was silent.

Feng Qi walked out, smoothed the situation, and smiled and said, "Justice Yu Shenjun is the superior god of the Demon God Temple. He has been practicing for 80,000 years. Whether it is cultivation or age, he is much higher than us."

Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent and had a stern face as always.

Feng Xi seemed to care at all.

The Nine-tailed Heart Fox forced out a charming smile, and his eyes were always on Zhang Ruochen and the old yellow cow, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old yellow ox was not polite at all and said, "It turns out that it is just a superior god. When he heard that he was named the God, I thought it was an existence in the infinite realm. A superior god actually puts such a big picture? Who can give him the confidence?"

The atmosphere became even more awkward.

Zhang Ruochen knew the character of the old ox was even more straightforward than Chi Xingtian, and he was tempted by the sky, the earth and the air. Even Zhang Ruochen was so angry that he wanted to stew it every time, let alone others?

The cow has a very bad temper!

Feng Qi's eyes looked at Zhang Ruochen, as if he wanted him to control his mount.

Zhang Ruochen pretended not to see it, looked up at the sky, as if counting stars.

Feng Qi coughed dryly and said, "Although Mr. Yuan Yu is a superior god, he has reached the realm of great perfection. With his identity as a messenger of truth, his combat power will not be weaker than that of the great god."

This sentence already has a shocking meaning.

The old yellow ox secretly glanced at Zhang Ruochen, and saw that he still looked unchanged, and immediately became confident, and said, "Isn't he still a superior god? We are guests. Why don't he come out to greet him? Who is he looking down on him? Let's go, since others look down on us so much, it's better not to go."

After saying that, the cow twisted his butt and turned around one hundred and eighty degrees.

This is the first time that the three gods present have seen such an arrogant mount. They not only dare to confront Mr. Yu of Armada, but also seem to be able to make decisions for the master.

If Feng Qi and the Nine-tailed Heart Fox had not understood the rule that "there was to be the master to fight a cow", they would have long dismantled the old cow in order to make their thoughts clear.

"Well said, I'm negligent! Haha!"

Hearty laughter came from the wooden hall.

Slight shock in space!

A short figure three feet tall stood in front of everyone.

This armed God Lord Yu has thick black skin, a short body, with a head similar to the rat race, with sharp teeth and long mouth, rat whiskers emit silver light, and ears are growing on the top of the head.

Mr. Yu looked at the old yellow cow, nodded and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that such an amazing up-and-coming artist had been born in the Cow Clan. If I could become my master, I would guarantee you to enter the Demon God Temple to practice and obtain the blood of the Demon Ancestor. At that time, I would probably become a representative of the Yuanhui level."

Feng Qi and the Nine-tailed Heart Fox were relieved when they saw that the Armada Yu was not angry.

It should be noted that in the demon clan, it is the prey of the weak, and its living environment is as bad as in the hell realm. Lower gods, middle gods, and upper gods are one realm and one status.

An existence of the level of the God of Armada Yu can already be on par with the great god. When he gets angry, he will kill a monk at the peak of the demigod. Who can do anything to him?

Feng Qi knew very well that the Lord of Arm Yu was cruel and ruthless, so even though he was the superior god and the god of the Phoenix clan, he was still very afraid of him.

"Are you happy to thank the God for your love?" said the Nine-tailed Heart Fox.

The old yellow cow naturally sensed the terrifying divine power of the arm Yu Shenjun, but with Zhang Ruochen's support and fearing a hammer, he said without any face: "You deserve to be my master? I already have a master. My master is a great hero, wearing a colorful divine clothes, five-colored chaotic clouds, and holding the Sky-Slaying Divine Sword, you can hit you ten."

Zhang Ruochen's mouth twitched, feeling that he could not let the cow continue to fight, so he pinched a seal with his hand.

Suddenly, the old ox's mouth was frozen.

Zhang Ruochen bent his middle finger and ring finger inward with his left hand, pinched his Taoist finger, and said in a mysterious way: "Wuliang Tianzun! This evil beast is negligent in discipline, which makes you laugh!"

Arjun Yu, Feng Qi, and the Nine-tailed Heart Fox were unable to smile, but they just invited Zhang Ruochen and Feng Xi into the hall.

Arjun Yu and Feng Xi should have known each other, and they were talking about the Temple of Truth.

Arjun Yu was able to cross the tenth sea of ​​truth and become a messenger of truth, so he naturally had a close relationship with the Temple of Truth. It just so happened that Feng Xi was once a disciple of the Temple of Truth!

"ah……"

A scream rang out!

A great saint of the Wind Clan in the immortal realm fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, six or seven great saints fell to the ground, their faces were painful, their blood vessels were black, and their skin began to turn into pus and blood. They tore and scratched their hands on their bodies, making them fuzzy.

"No, it's the corpse poison that occurred!" Feng Qi said.

Feng Xi rushed over immediately and checked their situation. His eyes became extremely ugly. He said, "Yin Shang Corpse Poison is so powerful. I have used my divine power to seal their bloodline and Qihai. I plan to take them to the starry sky defense line and ask the great gods in the clan to take action to resolve it. Unexpectedly, Yin Shang Corpse Poison is completely unable to suppress and has eroded my divine power."

"Ah... the real god will kill me, it's so painful... Give me a pleasure..." A great saint grabbed his flesh and blood and spilled it all over the ground.

All the flesh and blood turned into carrion.

"I feel...I feel that my consciousness is about to be swallowed up, becoming more and more blurred. True God, I don't want to turn into a corpse... I will die..."

Another great saint of the Wind Clan pulled off his scalp, and his scalp was covered with hair and pus and blood dripped.

The great saints of the Wind Clan kept falling to the ground, and they were all wailing, with a hideous face, and life was worse than death.

The great saints of the Wind Clan who had not yet attacked the corpse poison were frightened by the scene in front of them, and their faces were pale.

Some people showed a decisive look in their eyes. Instead of being tortured so much by corpse poison, it is better to settle themselves before they are still rational.

Feng Xi shouted coldly: "Don't do stupid things."

A divine light hit her fingertips, hitting the Wind Clan great saint who had pulled off her scalp, and using her divine power to refine the corpse poison.

However, the corpse poison has been closely integrated with the body of the Great Sage, and even invaded the Qi Sea and corrupted the holy soul.

Feng Qi and the Nine-tailed Heart Fox also took action to refine corpse poison for the other two great saints of the Wind Clan.

The flames that Feng Qi practiced can indeed burn and refine Yin Shang corpse poison. But now the corpse poison has invaded the body and forced to refine it will only refine the poisoned Feng Clan saint to death.

Feng Xi, Feng Qi, and the Nine-tailed Heart Fox failed one after another. The three of them looked heavy and felt helpless.

Feng Qi said: "We must send them to the Starry Sky Defense Line as soon as possible, and ask the great gods who practice the way of light to take action to purify the poison of Yinshen corpse."

"I'm afraid it's too late! And..." said the Nine-tailed Heart Fox.

She really wanted to say, how could the great god be that good?

"I'll try it."

As soon as the soles of the arm Yu Shenjun stepped on the ground, a boundless sea of ​​stars appeared, forming a unique world of divine realm.

His palm pressed his palm to the chest of one of the Wind Clan's great saints, and a wisp of starlight gathered towards his palm and poured into the body of the great saint. Suddenly, with his palm as the center, the corpse poison was dispersed, black blood flowed out, and the carrion turned into dust.

The Nine-tailed Heart Fox breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly: "It's still the Grand Master of Armament Yu's cultivation, and it's not up to us."

"Stop!" Feng Xi said.

The great saint of the Wind Clan who was pressed by the Lord Yu of Armada, although the corpse poison was refined, his body continued to turn into sand and dust, and his life breath became weaker and weaker.

It is conceivable that even if the corpse poison is refined, the great saint of the Wind Clan will turn into a pile of black and gray.

Mr. Yu of Armour quickly stopped, retreated to the side, and said, "This Yinshang Corpse Poison is so powerful, and ordinary gods are afraid they can't do anything about it. The Divine Wood Warship is moving forward at full speed."

Feng Xi knew very well that it was too late to rush to the starry sky defense line now.

"Wow!"

A flash of light.

There was an extra sword in her hand.

Feng Qi and the Jiutailed Heart Fox all showed strange looks on their faces. Unexpectedly, Feng Xi was so decisive and able to attack his own great saint. No matter what force it is, it is not easy to cultivate a great saint.

Killing more than 20 lords at one time is really not something that ordinary people can do.

Feng Xi's eyes were cold, under the veil, his lips were pursed tightly, and he raised his sword and waved it down.

However, her wrist was caught and the sword could not be swung.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord! Who said that only Buddhism and great gods who practice the way of light can purify corpse poison? I am willing to try it with the means of Taoism."

Zhang Ruochen slowly let go of his fingers, let go of Feng Xi, and nodded at her.
Chapter completed!