The monks present all remained quiet and did not talk to each other. The atmosphere seemed quite strange.
One after another, monks arrived, and more and more monks gathered here. The aura emanating from some of them made Zhang Ruochen quite afraid. They were obviously top-level experts.
About half an hour later, a faint energy fluctuation appeared in the deep night.
Zhang Ruochen noticed something and looked in the direction of the energy fluctuation.
Ji Fanxin, who was standing next to Zhang Ruochen, said softly: "Here he comes!"
"Buzzing."
In the pitch-black night, the fog swelled and shook violently.
A black stone flew out from the night fog and quickly approached Tiandu Mountain like a stone box. As the stone box gets closer and closer, the cold aura emanating from it becomes stronger and larger.
Zhang Ruochen finally saw clearly that it was an ancient stone tablet a hundred feet long. The stone was quite special, like diamond black iron. The words on the stone tablets are each as huge as a millstone, but they have become blurred and difficult to read.
On the stone tablet, there are twelve figures standing, all wearing black robes and holding dark purple sickles. The murderous aura released from their bodies condensed into a blood cloud above the stone tablet.
"Ten saint-level killers and two king-level killers." Ji Fanxin sent a message to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "How did you tell?"
Each of the twelve black-robed killers has practiced profound secret techniques. Even with Zhang Ruochen's mental strength, it is impossible to see through their cultivation without opening his eyes.
"Although they all wear the black robe of Death and hold the sickle of Death, the grades of the black robe and the sickle are different," Ji Fan thought.
Zhang Ruochen observed carefully and found some clues.
Among the twelve black-robed killers, two of them had faint ripples on their black-robed collars and cuffs, like pieces of scales. A layer of light red fluorescence appeared on the collars and cuffs of the other ten black-robed killers.
Not only that, the grades of the scythes in the hands of the twelve black-robed killers seemed to be somewhat different.
"They are the core killers of the Temple of Death. The black robes of Death and the Sickles of Death they wear are sacred treasures refined for the purpose of assassination," Ji Fan thought.
"The grades of the Death God's Black Robe and Death God's Scythe can be continuously improved. However, if you want to obtain the materials to upgrade the grade, you must use enough killer points to redeem them."
Zhang Ruochen glanced slightly sideways and said, "The fairy seems to know the Death Temple very well."
Ji Fanxin smiled faintly: "These are the most basic common sense! The reason why I tell you this is because you are too high-profile. We are about to go to the temporary contact point of the Temple of Death. If we encounter someone wearing a high-grade black robe of the God of Death, With a killer holding a high-grade death scythe, you'd better keep a low profile."
"In addition, if you want to become a marginal killer in the Temple of Death, you must also understand these things."
Compared to other killer organizations, the Temple of Death can be said to be quite loose. The number of core killers accounts for less than one-tenth of the total, and most of them are fringe killers.
As long as your cultivation reaches the semi-saint realm, you can join the Death Temple and become a borderline killer.
One of the Killer Kings clasped his hands and said, "Dear guests, you have been waiting for a long time! Now, with the token from the Temple of Death, everyone ascends to the Underworld Stone Monument, and Liu will send everyone to the temporary contact point."
The monks gathered here walked over one after another.
Given that Ji Fanxin possesses the token of the Temple of Death, Zhang Ruochen walked with her and naturally climbed to the Underworld Stone Monument smoothly.
At this moment, a roar came from the direction of Tiandu Mountain.
Zhang Ruochen turned around and saw that one of the killer kings took action and hit an old man with a sheep head and threw him away. A large amount of holy blood spit out from the mouth of the old man with a sheep head.
"How dare you come here to seek death without the token of the Temple of Death."
The killer king's movement speed was as fast as teleportation, and he struck another blow, hitting the head of the old sheep-headed man. Suddenly, the body of the old sheep-headed man transformed into blood-red crystals.
"Bang."
The blood-red crystal exploded and turned into ruby ??fragments.
A strong man in the realm of the Holy King died on the spot within two breaths, causing the monks who boarded the Huangquan Stone Tablet to tremble slightly.
Zhang Ruochen whispered: "Isn't it too cruel to be killed without a token?"
??Given¡¯s heart looks very peacefulThousands of holy stones, but my life is so precious. "Zhang Ruochen didn't feel scared, but smiled.
Ji Fanxin rolled his eyes at him and said: "This is just the "Bounty Ranking List" of the Temple of Death. You are also on the list of the Heavenly Killing Organization and the Earthly Killing Organization. In total, the bounty amount is probably more than One billion. Fortunately, you are still in the Realm of Truth. If you were elsewhere, I am afraid that people at the level of the Great Sage would kill you."
Not to mention a billion holy stones, even a hundred million holy stones, some of the more embarrassed great sages would be moved by it.
Zhang Ruochen moved his eyes upward and saw the top of the cliff of life and death. The person ranked first in the "Bounty Ranking List" had a bounty of 2.6 billion, which was ten times that of Zhang Ruochen.
"Inner demon! What on earth did this guy do that is so outrageous? How could anyone give 2.6 billion holy stones to kill him?" Zhang Ruochen was very curious.
There was a look of fear in Ji Fanxin's eyes, and he said: "This is an evil demon that must not be provoked. It is said that he can control people's hearts. As long as he stares at him, he will become his slave and be controlled by him. , was enslaved by him. Even the Nine-step Saint King was not immune."
"The key is that no one has ever really seen him, and they don't know what he looks like at all. We only know that there are already more than 20 Nine-Step Saint Kings enslaved by him."
"The inner demon is the same as you. He has only become famous in the past two years, and his reputation is getting bigger and bigger. Many great sages want to kill him, but they can't find him."
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and single-handedly enslaved more than twenty Nine-Step Saint Kings. As long as he gives an order, wouldn't it be possible to easily destroy an ancient religion? It can even bring disaster to a large world. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com