For monks from all walks of life in Heaven, the Palace of Death is the most terrifying palace among the twelve palaces of the Temple of Destiny.
His color changed upon hearing it.
Thousands of years ago, the chaos in the Origin Temple caused heavy losses to the Death Temple, and almost all the Ten Temples of the Dead under its banner were wiped out. However, it did not damage the foundation of the Death Palace.
The ten realms of undead are all undead.
It¡¯s just a refined killing tool!
The God of Death has obtained a large amount of resources from the original temple, which has greatly increased the power of the Death Temple in the world, even more than it was a thousand years ago.
There is a faint possibility of becoming the first shrine!
She Huang, the most outstanding genius of the new generation in the Palace of Death, has practiced for more than five hundred years and has reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm.
He was born in the corpse clan. He was an ancient corpse in the ancient strata of the Underworld, which gave birth to soul light and gave birth to new life. It is said that his body contains the marks of all the powerful men in the sky, and his combat power, understanding, and physique are all outstanding.
He is the most competitive candidate for the new Son of God in the Temple of Destiny in the next millennium.
At this moment, the huge divine bone ship carrying the monks from the Death Palace was flying over the Wuding Divine Sea. On the sea surface, a black shadow larger than the mountain was cast, shocking the aquatic creatures in the sea with fear and uneasiness.
Blood Tu was mighty and domineering. He was sitting at the top of the giant divine bone ship. The cape on his back was fluttering like a battle flag. He was holding a bronze container filled with divine blood in his hand. He was drinking it one sip after another, as if he was very worried.
The black-robed high priest of death, the demigods, and the supreme sage could only stand under him, and no one dared to sit down.
As for She Huang, he is just a Great Sage of the Hundred Flails Realm. Not to mention he has not yet become the Son of God. Even if he becomes the Son of God, how can the Emperor of the Massacre God take him seriously?
Therefore, he can only stand behind the Supreme Sage, and his status is still far behind.
A supreme sage, with a flattering look on his face, poured out divine blood from the cauldron and filled it up with Xue Tu.
The black-robed high priest of Death asked curiously: "God of War Emperor, why did our Death Palace leave early and not go with Her Majesty the Goddess and the others?"
Xuetu stared at him and said, "When we are working in the Palace of Death, why do we need to look at the face of the Goddess of Destiny?"
"What the God of War Emperor said is true."
"That's right. The Palace of Death is the head of the Twelve Palaces. We all obey the orders of the God of War. Goddess, you will have to abdicate soon!"
The black-robed high priest of death did not expect that the God Emperor of Massacre would suddenly become so angry. His old face changed and he quickly apologized in a low voice.
She Huang walked out and said: "The War of the Ten Realms has ended. Next, the battlefield where the Shura Star Pillar Realm and the ancient civilization factions are located is the time for our Death Palace to show its strength. What's the point of staying in the Wuding Divine Sea? What do you mean? It¡¯s better to go to the battlefield first and take advantage of it.¡±
Xue Tu¡¯s face softened slightly and he said with a smile: ¡°Have you seen that Master Nephew She really understands the emperor¡¯s intention. The emperor will definitely help him with all his strength and ascend to the position of the new son of God.¡±
She Huang's expression remained unchanged, but he quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, uncle."
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
A message light talisman came through the sky and caught up with the giant divine bone ship.
Xue Tu caught the light talisman and took a closer look. His majestic and solemn face twitched slightly.
She Huang was extremely intelligent and knew how to observe words and expressions, and said, "Uncle Master, what big thing happened?"
Xue Tu¡¯s face was uncertain. He crushed the light talisman into pieces and ordered: "Raise the speed of the red-armored divine bone ship to the fastest speed and go to the Shura Star Pillar Realm."
The great saints and powerful men in the Death Palace were all discussing in an uproar, and they all speculated that a large-scale war between heaven and hell broke out. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a powerful man like the Emperor of Massacre to be so nervous and cautious.
The red-armored divine bone ship hurried on, passed through the wormhole, took advantage of the space teleportation array, and finally crossed the Infinite Divine Sea, seeing the coastline made of planets in the distance.
Wherever the red-armored divine bone ship flew by, the defensive formations automatically opened and the troops retreated, demonstrating the powerful deterrent power of the Death Palace in the hell world.
When Xue Tu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
On one of the planets on the coastline, a streak of blood flew out and condensed into Xia Yu's figure. He stopped in front of the red-armored divine bone ship and said in a cold tone: "The God of Massacre, I have an old friend of the undead vampire clan. I invite you." A narration."
Xue Tu almost cursed, but why was he still blocked?
He has already sensed Zhang Ruochen's aura.
I want to walk, but it seems I can¡¯t.
Xue Tu bit the bullet and flew down to a red-yellow rock planet with Xia Yu.
This planet is now mostly covered by the vines of the Holy Flower.
 The senior fellow apprentice looked so friendly, but suddenly his limbs were cut off. It was so cruel!
How dare Xuetu respond?
The master¡¯s banner, the God of Death, is indeed very useful, so that some false gods and new gods have to be polite when they see him.
But, who is Zhang Ruochen?
??Invincible in the world, a myth in the world.
As long as you don¡¯t kill him, as the Death God, how can you deal with a holy monk?
And Zhang Ruochen has the means to make his life worse than death.
Moreover, the reputation of the God-Emperor of Massacre is as loud as thunder in heaven and hell. Zhang Ruochen wanted to destroy his reputation, but it was only a matter of seconds.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Hand over the huge stone altar you got in the Origin Temple. It is actually a good treasure."
"No, my emperor I only have this powerful war treasure. If I lose it, how can I resist the supreme holy weapons of other Yuanhui-level representatives?"
"Senior brother, please give me some more time. If we fight together, I will be able to earn a lot of sacred stones. If you are lucky, maybe you can also get one of the supreme holy weapons."
"Senior Brother, you have so many Supreme Sacred Artifacts, hundreds of thousands of Divine Stones, and ten great worlds. You are richer than many gods. Why do you need to embarrass me, Junior Brother?"
The more he talked about it, the more sad Xue Tu felt, feeling the huge wealth gap.
¡°I even feel that Zhang Ruochen has lost his humanity, is unkind for the sake of wealth, and bullies the weak.
Zhang Ruochen seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He put away the Pure Sword and sent a message to Xuetu, "There are so many people here, and the monks from the Death Palace are also watching from above. I will give you face. The debt you owe can be taken care of in the future." Return slowly."
"Thank you, senior brother. Senior brother is really my dear senior brother."
As if Xue Tu was granted amnesty, he immediately bowed down to salute Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands, held him up, and whispered: "I gave it to you, face. I have something important that I need you to do for me. You can't refuse, can you?" (Remember the website address of this website. £ºwww.hlnovel.com