Chapter 3829 Whose Responsibility?

After the battle more than 10,000 years ago, the Starry Sky Defense Line has become the absolute center of the entire universe. The Heavenly Court Continent lies here, and the World Tree and the Shura Star Pillar Realm confront it across the sky.

The ten-winged world of undead vampires moved here.

Six of the Stone Clan's ten Stone God Stars were moved here.

Seven of the twelve bone seas of the Bone Clan were moved to the sky, floating in the starry sky, surrounded by countless divine planets and gray nebula gas.

There is also the sacred city of the dead tribe and the ancestral territory of the zombie tribe.

More than half of the powerful people in hell and heaven gathered here.

During the truce, undercurrents surged.

When the war started, the sky collapsed.

If the gods in heaven and hell are not sensible enough, any spark can set this place on fire.

The big world of the Blood Sky Tribe.

The million-mile-long mountain range where the Xue Jue family is located has been changed beyond recognition and has been almost razed to the ground. In many places, the earth collapsed and the lava turned into a river of gold.

The world was dark.

The body of Half-Ancestor Xue Jue was suppressed by ninety-nine temples and thousands of divine planets, lying on the ground, almost as tall as the broken mountain ridge.

It has not been refined and killed, and its mouth is still breathing corpse energy, exuding a shocking power.

The contemporary secular head of the Xuejue family, "Blood Cry", strode across the black scorched earth littered with corpses.

Some of these bones are those of great saints and some are gods. They are now beyond recognition and are no different from mud.

"Wow!"

There were blood-red puddles everywhere on the ground. He dragged his heavy steps and stepped across them, arriving in front of the Blood Jue clan leader.

"Clan leader... the death list has been sorted out..."

Xuewei handed over a thick, blood-stained roster.

The leader of the Xuejue clan was sitting in a pile of rocks. The stone under his butt was the stone platform where the memorial tablets of his ancestors were placed in the ancestral temple of the Xuejue clan.

The armor on his body was melted in many places, his face was covered in blood, and his deep eyes stared at the bones on the ground.

Nothing can be seen before the eyes, the plain is covered with white bones.

The blood dragon halberd was stuck on the ground beside him, and his whole body was stained with divine blood. Only a wisp of red fringe under the halberd's edge was fluttering in the wind.

The leader of the Xuejue clan did not look at the death list and said: "The Xuejue clan is sorry for the monks who died in this turmoil. You and Xuechen can discuss how to provide compensation and compensation.

All gods who come to help must be thanked one by one.

Although I am the leader of the clan and it is their duty to dispatch them when faced with the crisis of annihilation, this disaster was caused by the bloodshed of the clan after all."

Xuewei responded and said: "This time, Xiuchen Heavenly God and Bai Shenzun made the greatest contribution. If they hadn't blocked the Blood Jue Half-Ancestor who had returned to seize the body, the entire Blood Sky tribe would have been devoured and turned into Blood Jue Half Ancestors.

The blood in the ancestor’s body is gone!”

The leader of the Xuejue clan took out the artifact "Purple Sea Shura Lamp" and said: "I, the Immortal Vampire Clan, never owe any favors, so take this lamp to her."

There are two main reasons why the leader of the Xuejue clan doesn't want to see Xiuchen God and owe her favors.

Of course he knew that Xiuchen Heavenly God came to the Blood Sky Tribe to assist him on Zhang Ruochen's order.

The leader of the Xuejue clan could not accept favors from anyone, but he could accept favors from Zhang Ruochen calmly.

In his heart, Zhang Ruochen is closer than his own son, and is his greatest pride.

However, after all, he is not the head of the Xuejue family now, and Zhang Ruochen is not just his grandson.

As the leader of the undead vampire clan, from the perspective of the clan, this favor must be returned.

In the future, if the undead vampires are in turmoil again, someone will come to help.

If there is no reward, who will risk life and death to save you for no reason?

This is one of them!

Secondly, the blood-jue clan leader and Xiu Chen Tian Shen had a feud after all, and Xiu Chen Tian Shen was beaten so badly that he lost all face.

But now, Xiu Chen's cultivation has been fully restored and even stronger. Who knows if she will take the opportunity to take revenge?

This kind of revenge is definitely not a life-and-death vendetta, but being ridiculed and laughed at is definitely inevitable.

"Whoosh!"

A wisp of black ghost mist fell from the sky and condensed into the ghost body of the Night God.

He bowed to the leader of the Xuejue clan and said solemnly, "The city of Rakshasa is indeed destroyed. All the monks in the city are dead and no one has escaped."

"At least a quarter of the gods of the Rakshasa tribe died in this battle, and more than half of the countless god kings and gods died.

The half-ancestor’s power is so terrifying, if Tianmu hadn’t broken through, the entire Rakshasa clan might have been wiped out!”

For the first time in his life, the leader of the Xuejue clan felt physically and mentally exhausted, and asked in a low voice: "Where is Emperor Luo Yan?"

"The emperor was also in the city at the time...he was not spared."

Night tour of Shinto.

"Okay, you can retreat!"

The leader of the Blood Jue clan closed his eyes and clenched his back molars, the skin on his face throbbed, and his steely body actually trembled slightly.

The three lower clans are of the same spirit, and there may be internal conflicts of one kind or another, but no one holds back when it comes to making major decisions.

And when there are foreign enemies, we must fight against them unanimously.

There are four elders in total who have taken the most care of the Xuejue clan leader since he started practicing. There are four elders who are closest to him.

They are the "Old Patriarch" of the Immortal Blood Clan, the "Yixuan God" of the Shura Clan, the "Great Emperor Luo Yan" of the Rakshasa Clan, and the "Fulu God" of the former Destiny Temple.

Now of the four elders, the first three have died one after another, and the last one has become his own biggest enemy.

Past events keep popping up in my mind.

Swear with the old patriarch, even when he is dying.

Arguing with Emperor Luo Yan about his seniority and teasing him about marrying Tianyin.

For the always mature and steady Lord Yixuan, the leader of the Blood Jue clan is full of respect and regards him as a father.

The pain in my heart cannot be expressed in words. I want to cry, but I must not cry, because he is the god of war and the leader of the clan. He represents the backbone of the clan and must not have a weak side.

"After all, no one can protect me anymore. From now on, I can only rely on myself... This day came too early, and I was unprepared.

Luo Yan, Lord Yixuan..."

The leader of the Xuejue clan opened his eyes again, with a cold light in his pupils, and said: "I will definitely avenge you, blood for blood! And old man, how come you are the only one who dies, and you die so quickly... Some

miss you!"

At this time, joyful and excited voices sounded from all around: "The Ice King is back!"

"The Ice King is back!"

…

The Xuejue patriarch recovered from the emotions of loss, pain, and resentment, and looked up.

On the broken earth with countless black dust flying, Zhang Ruochen was walking with two wine jars in his arms.

"then!"

Zhang Ruochen threw one of them away.

The Xuejue clan leader caught it with a smile on his face and said, "Is Bai Canxing okay?"

"drink wine."

Zhang Ruochen sat next to the leader of the Xuejue clan, opened the seal of the wine jar, threw it on the ground, then held the mouth of the jar with one hand, looked at the dark sky, and took a sip.

The leader of the Xuejue clan understood, and the last stone fell in his heart, and he said angrily: "In this situation, in this situation, you actually let this clan leader drink?"

"My wedding wine."

Zhang Ruochen said again: "I got married in heaven, and I owe you."

The leader of the Xuejue clan held the wine jar with both hands, vented the anguish in his heart, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhang Ruochen looked at him, knowing very well that this grandfather looked cold, but was actually flesh and blood and full of emotions. The deaths of Emperor Luo Yan and Lord Yixuan must have dealt a heavy blow to him.

Only Zhang Ruochen could drink with him.

"Snapped!"

The Xuejue clan leader threw the wine jar to the ground, and gradually calmed down, saying: "The wedding between you and Luo Yi should be held earlier. If Luo Yan sees it, he will definitely be very happy.

It’s too late to say this now!”

Luo Yi's beautiful figure and sly smile appeared in Zhang Ruochen's mind, and he said: "They will be fine."

"The city of Rakshasa has been destroyed, and no one has escaped."
To be continued...