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Chapter 3022 The inheritance of swordsmanship in the universe

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    Walking into the manor, from a distance, Zhang Ruochen saw the old man with seven hands telling something mysteriously to Lord Xueyao and an old man wearing the robe of the sun and moon god, looking at the white-feathered peacock chariot from time to time.

    The Bloody God Lord and the old man in the sun-moon robe have long since restrained their terrifying god-level auras, and are similar to two ordinary mortals. However, their energy and aura are still frightening. The old man with seven hands can't straighten his waist when he stands in front of them.

    Zhang Ruochen knows Xueyao Shenjun.

    This god is Xue Tu¡¯s father. He became friends with the Blood God of War when he was young and is the staunchest supporter of the Blood God of War in the Xuetian tribe.

    As a junior, Zhang Ruochen stepped forward quickly, cupped his fists and said, "I've seen the Divine Lord."

    Xueyao Shenjun smiled and said: "Ruochen doesn't need to be so polite in front of our own people. You are now the Xinghuan Tianjie Zun, and your combat power can rival Great God Taiyi, and you are enough to be on an equal footing with me. In terms of seniority, let's just talk about ourselves."

    "I would like to introduce to you that this is the ancient god of spiritual power of the Immortal Temple, Mo Posha. Mr. Mo has been practicing for more than 300,000 years and has survived two Yuanhui tribulations."

    This time, Zhang Ruochen was really rude and just smiled and nodded at Maupassant.

    There is no respect and no arrogance.

    What about the ancient gods?

    What about the Temple of the Immortal?

    With Zhang Ruochen¡¯s current cultivation level and identity, he is enough to be on equal footing with any god.  Being polite to the God of Blood Yao is entirely due to the relationship between the God of War and the Blood God, who regards him as an elder.

    The Blood God of War and the Blood God Lord are brothers.

    Otherwise, the blood will be a disciple after blood?

    There is cause and effect in everything.

    Maupassant was not angry because of Zhang Ruochen's attitude. Instead, he showed a kind smile on his wrinkled old face and said: "Ruochen Realm Master is worthy of being the grandson of the bloody God of War. He braved the Seven Peaks Chain Mountain alone and stood among all races.  He took away his disciples in front of the gods, and beat the gods in the royal city of hundreds of clans so that no one dared to challenge him. His courage made me admire him."

    Zhang Ruochen said: "It's a pity that I offended the Temple of Destiny."

    "It's not about offending! After a thousand years of suppression, the power that Wujiang Pavilion has developed and grown over the past 100,000 years has been destroyed. The remaining monks have long been unable to enter the eyes of the Temple of Destiny. Those who are still targeting Wujiang Pavilion are just  Those Xiaoxiao who took advantage of the situation may be competing for interests within the dark forces." Maupassant said.

    How could Zhang Ruochen not know this?

    Zhang Ruochen has been careful about his relationship with the Temple of Destiny, not wanting to get too close or offending him too much.

    After a few polite exchanges with the God of Blood Yao and Maupassant, Zhang Ruochen asked: "You two are also here for the Sword Realm?"

    The Lord of Blood Yao nodded and said: "The Immortal Vampire Clan attaches great importance to this matter. The Palace Master personally ordered, led by Mr. Mo, to dispatch the 30,000 Spiritual Saint Realm monks from the Blood Master Camp."

    "Spiritual monks do have a greater advantage in the dark triangle star field." Zhang Ruochen said.

    Maupassant smiled and said: "We are just here to help the Sixth Young Master. To find the Sword Realm, we mainly rely on him."

    The so-called "Sixth Young Master" naturally refers to the Sixth Young Master, Pluto, who is the leader of a wealthy family.

    Zhang Ruochen never expected that a powerful ancient god from the Immortal Temple could be so humble and low-key.

    Mo Posha asked tentatively: "If Ruochen Realm Lord joins, the chance of the Immortal Vampires finding the Sword Realm will be even greater!"

    Zhang Ruochen¡¯s search for the Sword Realm was largely due to the Tianchu Civilization. How could he dare to cooperate with the Immortal Vampire Clan?

    Even if the Bloody God of War was here and said such words, Zhang Ruochen could only refuse.

    Zhang Ruochen looked embarrassed.

    Xueyao Shenjun came to his rescue and said: "Before leaving, the chief of the clan told me that Ruochen, you are now the master of Xinghuantian. All interests should be put first in Xinghuantian, and you can be an advance and retreat ally with the undead vampire clan."

    Zhang Ruochen sighed: "Grandpa can understand the embarrassment of my situation. Xing Huantian is a neutral force after all. If I get too close to the undead vampires and share the same interests, the heavens will definitely have ideas."

    Maupassant did not force Zhang Ruochen, but settled for the next best thing, saying: "It's actually quite good to be allies in advance and retreat, and to exchange information. The Twelve Goddess is a first-class intelligence organization. If there is any news about this dispute in the sword world, if  Lord Chen Realm, do you know if you have anything you can teach us?"

    "Come first, old man. According to the news received by the Immortal Vampire Clan, the gods of the Shura Clan have arrived at the Hundred Clan Royal City. They are mainly divided into two waves, one from the Shura Temple and the Green Deer Temple."

    Zhang Ruochen said: "Greviary Baby has an arrogant personality and claims to be the divine child of the universe.The more they said this, the more they felt that the people in the car were not trivial.

    In the envious eyes of Lord Xueyao, Maupassant, and Old Man Qishou, Zhang Ruochen boarded the white jade peacock chariot and saw Luo Ji sitting inside.

    There is a special cave in the holy chariot, which is far wider than it appears from the outside.

    The floor is covered with flawless white sacred animal skins, and the red wooden table is lit with rainbow vine sacred lamps.

    There is a faint fragrance in the air.

    On the walls of the car in all directions, there are calligraphy and paintings, divine patterns engraved, and formations arranged by Zhang Ruochen himself.

    There was light rain floating around Luo Ji's body, and the white light spots made her appear holy and flawless, making her look like a fairy.

    She opened her eyes, glanced at Zhang Ruochen complainingly, and said, "If you continue to lie like this, you will be exposed sooner or later."

    Zhang Ruochen sat down at the wooden table and took out a jar of divine brew given by Luo Jinshu before leaving. He said: "I didn't lie to them. They were just making random guesses. Now it seems that if they were allowed to guess like this,  It¡¯s not a bad thing, it¡¯s enough to suppress many enemies.¡±

    "I am not afraid of enemies like the Dark Temple who appear on the surface. The most frightening thing is that they have not yet surfaced." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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