The night turned dark red again.

The gods in the space temple released their divine energy together, activating the divine throne planet outside the sky, continuously infusing the divine formation, and refining the two emperors.

Being able to participate in Zhantian is an unimaginable honor, and you can brag about it for a lifetime.

The gods in the Space Temple were all in high spirits and became extremely powerful, as if they were the gods, fighting against the two emperors.

Looking at the Great Elder standing at the top, they were no longer just afraid, but also recognized and respected.

In the hearts of some of the gods and most of the holy monks, Zhang Ruochen, the great elder who had only been here for three days, was simply more majestic than the palace master.

Not the palace master, but better than the palace master.

All the gods who came to watch the ceremony saw the previously unattainable Mother Goddess Qiwada and the Three Evil Emperors who made them frightened. In the divine formation, the divine bodies were constantly broken and refined bit by bit. They were shocked and excited in their hearts.

, no more can be added.

Although they knew that the man standing in front of the temple gate had only been practicing for thousands of years, at this moment, it left a deep mark on their hearts.

It seems that he has been able to sit on an equal footing with the heavens.

Who dares to call Zhang Ruochen a junior again?

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The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord stood on a suspended island, with a domineering physique, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes: "This Emperor-Slaying Conference is only enough to establish prestige, but it cannot really catch a big fish!"

Concubine Aoxue thought that Emperor Ancestor Shenjun was referring to the Liang Organization, and said with a smile: "This plan is not very clever, plus you have Shenjun sitting in the Space Temple. How can the hidden Liang Zun dare to show up so easily?"

The Emperor's Ancestor God felt something in his heart, and looked to the southwest, locking his eyes on a majestic figure holding a blue oil-paper umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella covered her upper body, so her appearance could not be seen, but her identity could be judged by the pair of thin elf wings on her back.

She was hundreds of thousands of miles away, drizzle was falling all around her, and her body was covered in mist and mist, and was extremely hazy and pus-filled.

The next moment, she disappeared from the sight of the Emperor Ancestor Divine Lord.

"As expected of the First Queen, she came in the body of a woman, but her cultivation strength has reached this level. I wonder if Zhang Ruochen can pass her level?"

The monks of the Emperor's Ancestor Divine Dynasty were all shocked when they heard the words of the Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord.

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord seems to be worried about Zhang Ruochen, but in fact he has already regarded Zhang Ruochen as an opponent who can fight with the First Queen. What kind of high evaluation is this?

What an incomprehensible legend the First Queen is.

"Let's go. The Emperor-Slaying Conference is over. It's time for us to return to the Imperial World and do what we should do!"

The Emperor and Ancestor God raised his eyes to the sky, his heart no longer here.
Chapter completed!