Zhenwu Emperor, also known as Xuantian God, Yousheng Zhenjun, and Zhenwu Demon Tianzun, is a famous Taoist god.

Not only is his strength strong, but his personality is also extremely high, and he can rank among the top gods of the Heavenly Court, and he has a great relationship with the Taishang Laojun, who is high in the thirty-three heavens.

I didn't expect him to come to Beiju Luzhou and become the "leader" of the demon clan.

From the Nine Heavens Demon Venerable to the leader of the demon clan, this change is not insignificant.

As for why the True Martial Emperor was not eroded by the Heavenly Emperor, this is not a big problem.

Because the Zhenwu Emperor is the same as the Zhenjun of Erlang in the mouth of the river, they all belong to the kind of people who listen to the tune and do not listen to the Xuan, and usually live in Wudang Mountain.

Since Emperor Zhenwu appeared here, it must be that Wudang Mountain should have fallen.

Under the leadership of the Yellow Lion, the blood seven and three people passed through mountain peaks, and finally came to a quaint Taoist temple.

The yellow lion lowered the cloud head, stood in front of the Taoist temple, and saluted respectfully: "The yellow lion is ordered by the great man of Wuzhi Qi to ask to see the emperor. ”

Blood Seven and Three stood behind the Yellow Lion, looking at this Taoist temple, simple and simple, there was no breath in it, as if it was an ordinary Taoist temple built on the top of the mountain.

"There are quirks, be careful." Blood Seven was in a small group of three and said vigilantly.

Styx and Jiufang nodded imperceptibly, ready in their hearts.

At this moment, the gate of the Taoist temple slowly opened, and a dense qi gushed out from the Taoist temple.

The yellow lion opened his mouth and swallowed the breath, and then he looked at the blood seven and three.

"Three, the emperor is invited."

"Thank you, Brother Yellow Lion." The blood did not change color, and said with a smile.

"Brother Yellow Lion, thanks to you this time, I keep my brother in mind." Jiufang's eyes were sincere, looking at the yellow lion, and Zhengse said.

"Brother doesn't have to be like this, this is all the emperor's arrangement, I just do what Lord Wuzhi Qi orders." The yellow lion shook his head and said with a chuckle.

"Brother doesn't need to say much, he knows it in his heart." Jiufang didn't say anything more.

"Emperor, the yellow lion will retire first." The yellow lion chose to leave.

"In that case, brother, two brothers, let's see you back."

The three of them responded to the yellow lion and watched it leave the place.

"Let's go!" Blood Seven took the lead and entered the Taoist temple.

Styx and Jiufang followed, and the three of them walked along the path towards the inner courtyard.

In a few moments, they came to a large hall.

As he marched, Blood Seven's face became more and more serious.

Although Styx's face did not change, he could clearly feel a solemn aura permeating his body.

As for Jiufang, his face did not change and there was no change.

Blood Seven glanced at Jiufang, who was in a normal state, and then at the dark night that had a similar reaction to him, feeling quite helpless in his heart.

It seemed that only the two of them could feel that breath.

It was an aura that seemed to be able to override everything, far surpassing the Golden Immortal King.

Just the suppression of a wisp of breath made Blood Seven and Styx use the mana in their bodies to go all out and resist the power with difficulty.

At this time, the two of them had lost their ability to move, and they couldn't even open their mouths.

On the other hand, Jiufang was like a nobody, and he was not affected at all.

Blood Qi knew in his heart that this was the existence in the main hall who ignored the nine directions.

Because he lacks strength and cannot reach the king, there is no need to deter at all.

Thinking of this, Blood Seven couldn't help but sigh lightly, this was really beyond his expectations.

I thought that the True Martial Emperor was the Golden Immortal King at most, even if he was stronger than himself, it was estimated that he would not be too strong.

And the idea is very plump, but the reality is very skinny, the Zhenwu Emperor is not a king at all, but a genuine venerable.

With just a wisp of breath, the king can be oppressed out of breath.

If they want to resist the momentum of the Venerable, unless they can become the king of kings, they will give it for nothing.

It's a pity that although the two of them have cultivated to reach the Golden Immortal King, they are not particularly strong in the realm of kings, so they can only stand in place honestly, waiting for the summons of the True Martial Emperor.

"If it's Tarzan, or if it's the Lord, I don't know if I can resist this breath."

For some reason, this thought couldn't help but spring up in Blood Seven's heart.

Alas, it's really unacceptable to think so much about having a fart now.

It stands to reason that although the strength of the True Martial Emperor is not weak, it should not be so strong that it should not be so strong, this strength is estimated to be not much worse than that of the Heavenly Emperor!

"You guys, what's going on?"

Jiufang discovered the abnormality of the two and asked subconsciously.

Blood Seven and Styx were still standing in place, unresponsive.

Jiufang was about to say something, but found that he couldn't speak.

The next moment, a huge amount of energy poured into his body, merging with his own mana.

In a few breaths, the aura of the nine directions became stronger and stronger, far surpassing its former strength, infinitely close to the Golden Immortal King.

Poof! As if some diaphragm had been pierced, Jiufang instantly revealed the prototype and turned into a nine-headed lion.

"Whew!" With a roar, an extremely terrifying aura rose from Jiufang's body.

"What is this?" Blood Seven's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Night's face also changed, and it was obvious that this was beyond his imagination.

"Is this the Golden Immortal King?"

Jiufang raised his head to the sky and roared, and a huge wave of sound spread to all directions, and that huge aura made the void hum.

"The Golden Immortal King? Is this what you call Da Luo Jin Xian? ”

At this moment, an unremarkable voice came from inside the main hall.

Almost instantly, Jiu Yi re-transformed into a human form, and no breath came out of his body, as if nothing had happened.

When Blood Seven and Styx heard this voice, the suppression they had received also disappeared, and the two of them regained their strength and were no longer restrained.

"Blood Seven greets the True Martial Emperor." Blood Seven hurriedly saluted and said respectfully.

"Meet the Emperor Zhenwu in the dark night." Styx saluted with a blank face.

Jiufang, who was still immersed in the joy of being promoted to the king just now, also reacted, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and made a big salute.

"Disciple Jiufang greets Emperor Zhenwu."

"Well, get up!" The flat voice sounded again, and then a slender figure appeared in front of the three of them.

This is a young man, who looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, with good facial features, dignified appearance, wearing a Taoist robe, without any momentum, just like an ordinary little Taoist priest.

Blood Seven was slightly surprised, obviously he didn't expect that the high-ranking Venerable-level powerhouse would be like this.

"Disciple." When Jiufang saw the true body of the True Martial Emperor, he wanted to kneel down again.

The grace of enlightenment is greater than the sky, and the kindness of Emperor Zhenwu to help him achieve the king's kindness is not weaker than the grace of enlightenment.

And this is still a very stable ascension cultivation, it only needs to be consolidated, and there are no side effects.

This kind of kindness, Jiufang has no way to repay it at all, and can only carry out the gift of disciples.

"No need to do that, I'm just doing an experiment." Emperor Zhenwu didn't make any moves, so he imprisoned Jiufang, making it impossible to thank him, let alone kneel.

"What is the test that the Emperor is talking about?" Blood Seven was quite moved and asked.

"Haven't you seen it already?" Emperor Zhenwu chuckled and replied.

"The King of Achievement? Can you improve your cultivation? Blood Seven almost jumped up in excitement.

"I can't improve your cultivation, there's a limit."

With a single sentence, Emperor Zhenwu directly hammered Blood Seven's whimsical idea into powder.

Xueqi's face froze, and he hurriedly asked, "I don't know what the restriction is?" ”

"Alas, there are too many restrictions." Emperor Zhenwu sighed lightly and said helplessly.

"Restrictions, too much?" Blood Qi frowned, and then asked, "Please also ask the Emperor to make it clear." ”

"This method does not apply to the Great Luo Golden Immortal, nor does it apply to the beings of the Three Realms."

Emperor Zhenwu looked at Blood Seven with a smile and replied.

Blood Qi pondered for a moment, then asked again: "The first restriction that the Great Emperor said can be understood by the juniors, but what does the second restriction mean?" ”

"Isn't it possible for the creatures of this world to use this method?"

As soon as these words came out, it was equivalent to Blood Seven admitting his identity as a "visitor from the sky" in disguise.

In fact, everyone never intended to hide their identities, after all, the sudden appearance of nine powerhouses could not be explained at all.

You say you're a hidden powerhouse? Who especially believes!

As long as you don't reveal that you are from the main temple, this is enough.

"That's right, after the Three Realms become immortals, every time they reach a great realm, they will trigger a Heavenly Tribulation, and if they rashly improve their strength, they may fall under the Heavenly Tribulation on the spot."

"Then why do you want to help the Nine Directions? Could it be that you have mastered the way to avoid falling into the catastrophe? Blood Qi vaguely guessed the true answer in his heart, but he still asked against his will.

Hearing this, Emperor Zhenwu shook his head and said flatly: "No way, ordinary immortal tribulations are likely to fall, let alone the Great Luo Immortal Tribulation?" ”

"But you don't need to cross the tribulation to become a Da Luo Jin Immortal, do you?" Emperor Zhenwu looked at Blood Seven and said with a smile.

"Then how can you be sure that I don't need to cross the tribulation when I am promoted to Da Luo Jin Immortal?" Blood Seven was unmoved and asked.

"I can't be sure, so it's a trial." Emperor Zhenwu said lightly: "But I succeeded, didn't I?" ”

"Shura Warrior God"

Hearing this, Jiufang's face instantly turned pale, and the respect for Emperor Zhenwu in his heart had disappeared, replaced by fear and vigilance.

It turned out that he was just an experiment, and success was the best, and if he failed, there was nothing to lose to him.

Sure enough, no matter in any world, there is no such thing as pie in the sky falling on one's head.

Blood Seven was silent and didn't say much, which had little to do with him.

is the so-called dead friend immortal poor dao, what does Jiufang have to do with him?

Even though there is a mission limit, which requires a fifty percent survival rate to complete the mission, there are nine of them in total, and after removing the guides, only eight remain.

In other words, only four survives are enough to reach the mission minimum.

However, at present, the "Destiny Lord" has booked a death position for the imp in advance, and there are only three positions left.

If Jiufang hangs up now, it would be a waste of position, so it would be a good thing that he was alive after all.

Styx was still expressionless, but his eyes were mixed with a hint of vigilance when he looked at the Zhenwu Emperor, and it was obvious that he was very uninterested in the Zhenwu Emperor's approach.

As the party concerned, Jiufang remained calm in his heart and did not have any resentment towards Emperor Zhenwu.

Serendipity often comes with risk, and this one is no exception.

It's definitely a good thing to be a king now, the stronger you are, the better your chances of survival.

But that doesn't stop you from being wary of the perpetrators.

"I don't know why the emperor called me to come here?" Blood Qi exhaled softly, he didn't dare to make any mistakes, and his attitude was respectful.

This is a must in the face of a Venerable One who is on high above.

"You three come with me." Emperor Zhenwu turned around and walked towards the main hall.

The three of them glanced at each other and slowly walked into the main hall.

………………

The Terran station, the palace of the human emperor.

Tarzan, Yuebai, and Lance sat on the futon, and across from them sat three Terran powers.

The one in the middle is the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, on his left is a tall old man in a white Confucian robe with a kind face, and on his right is a middle-aged man with a good face and a solemn expression.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor was facing Mount Tai, the strongest of the three, the old man in the Confucian robe looked at Yue Bai, and the middle-aged man at the end was staring at the spear without blinking.

And the expressions of the three of them are also different, Taishan's expression is calm, and the excitement of Yuebai and the spear is overflowing.

"You're the Emperor?"

Finally, the spear spirit couldn't help but speak, and his voice trembled a little.

"Yes, you know me?" Zhen Yan was quite surprised, he didn't expect that this Terran Golden Immortal from outside the sky would actually know his identity.

"Of course the juniors know." Gunren nodded solemnly.

Emperor Zhuan, one of the five emperors of the human race, the grandson of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, the co-master of the human race, is extremely powerful.

He once competed with the ancient power Gonggong clan for the throne and defeated it.

Later, he exerted supreme supernatural powers, Jedi heavenly powers, so that the heavens and the world, gods and humans perform their duties and do not interfere with each other.

It is worth mentioning that strictly speaking, the Gonggong clan is not the Gonggong of the Ancient Reckless Water God, but the power of the human race who inherited his divine position, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

"In that case, you can come with me!" A smile spread across his face, and he stood up and motioned for Spear to leave with him.

"This, this." The spear spirit was very puzzled, why did he suddenly call himself away just after he had just spoken.

He couldn't help but look at Tarzan and Yuebai, wanting to hear their advice.

"Follow him." Yuebai said something in the group, Taishan did not speak, but nodded slightly in agreement.

"Don't worry, it's your chance." Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor said with a smile.

Hearing this, the spear spirit did not hesitate, followed behind Zhuan, and walked out of the main hall.

In his opinion, it was impossible for Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to deceive him.

"Emperor, I don't know what the chance?" Walking on the road, Gunren couldn't help but ask.

"An opportunity to improve your cultivation." He replied flatly.

"Promotion?" The gun spirit was stunned for a moment: "There won't be a problem!" ”

"Rest assured, it's safe."

There are already successful examples, so naturally it is very safe.