All the cultivators in this world want to attain enlightenment, and they all want to stand at Jue Peak to overlook the billions of sentient beings. The temptation of immortality and invincibility is too great, and no one can give up such an opportunity without being able to avoid the common people. [:: In ancient and modern history, the most kind emperors are Nuwa and Buddha. Even these two merciful lords have suppressed countless powerful enemies. They did not kill people, but they abolished or suppressed strong people of the same level. Such kindness should be the most cruel thing for cultivators who are determined to attain enlightenment.

The emperor's road is ruthless, and there can only be one invincible person in the world! If you want to be immortal and invincible, you can only defeat all the low-handed players. No one will be influenced and given up as an enemy. Unless you turn your dealings into slaves.

Murong Jie could not continue arguing with Zhao Bao because Nuwa's imperial power was indeed divided into two types: sentient beings and ruthlessness. After being unable to influence or resist, Nuwa's imperial power was also a way to destroy the world and kill hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

Zhao Bao didn't want to discuss this topic with Murong Jie. Nuwa's kindness made Murong Jie destined to be unable to accept it easily. The imperial road is a cruel path paved by blood and bones.

Zhao Bao used the space-time teleportation technique and took Murong Jie and Taoist Master Qingzhu to the Zhao family's ancestral land in central Jizhou. After Zhao Bao died here, he left a spiritual imprint and defensive talisman treasure.

When the Zhao family's ancestral land strikes a battle and touches the talisman treasures left by Zhao Bao, these talisman treasures will emit a sense and let Zhao Bao know through spiritual imprints.

"Wuwuwu...Old Ancestor...Qianlong Ancestor...Yin Ping...How could you die..." When Zhao Bao and his friends arrived at the ancestral land of the Zhao family in Jizhou, they saw a man wearing armor, with a magnificent face and a handsome face burning the spiritual paper with tears in his eyes.

"It's Zhao Tianchen." Zhao Bao recognized the Zhengrong General in armor. He was the arrogant person who dared to shout out, "If my father dies, I will stain the imperial capital with my blood.

Murong Jie looked at Zhao Tianchen and couldn't help but frowned and said, "He has a gloomy aura on his body, which is very ominous."

"Ghostly aura? Ominous? You saw a row of heads of the Tiande Clan people placed in front of Zhao Tianchen. You can't stand him as if he was too heavy in killing?" Zhao Bao didn't think Zhao Tianchen was anything gloomy. There were heads of nearly a hundred heads of the Tiande Clan people placed in front of Zhao Tianchen. This young general who led the army and fought with the wild monster clan, was still as domineering as before, so people couldn't help but feel good.

Murong Jie was silent by Zhao Bao's words. Her first feeling was that this person was very gloomy and ominous. But she really couldn't rule it out that she felt this way when she saw more than a hundred bloody heads of the Heavenly Demon clan.

The dominant soul continued to speak, "This person is very strange, I can't deduce his secrets, maybe there is a fraud."

"Is there a fraud? It is impossible for the Tian Yao tribe members to kill so many of them to perform this scene. If they are not from the Zhao family, they cannot cry for the people who died in the Zhao family." Zhao Bao shook his head and flew down from the mountain next to the Zhao family's ancestral land.

"Who is it?" Zhao Tianchen suddenly stood up, and the Fang Tian Painted Ridge lying quietly beside him buzzed and showed endless fighting spirit.

"It's me, Zhao Bao." Zhao Bao replied, "Zhao Bao, why are you in the ancestral land? I was intercepted by these talisman treasures and could not enter..." Zhao Tianchen put away the Fang Tian Hua Ji, restrained the murderous intention, and the outspoken Taoist Zhao Bao waved his hand and put away several talismans and said, "Now you can enter the ancestral land."

"Did you refine these talismans?" Zhao Tianchen was extremely shocked. He was now the peak god king and almost fell under these talismans. He had never expected that such talismans would be the hands of Zhao Bao.

Zhao Bao smiled and said, "Don't you need to be surprised like this, right? A long time ago, my talisman technique was very powerful."

Zhao Tianchen nodded in agreement and said, "Well, as soon as your talisman came out, even the witch from the Ghost Sect was shocked and saved my father's life. I have never thanked you well. We two brothers will be drunk tonight!"

"I also want to be drunk, but unfortunately there is no wine in this world that can easily be drunk by cultivators." Zhao Bao shook his head and said, "I have been away for years and have not obtained the secret treasures of immortal treasures. I was very lucky to have obtained several jars of immortal wine that had been covered with dust for many years. I have tried it and drank several bowls, but I couldn't wake up after being drunk for several days." Zhao Tianchen said this. When he stepped into the Zhao family's ancestral land and sensed the resentment that had not yet dissipated in the Zhao family's ancestral land, his knees and his eyes turned red again, "It's been fourteen years, and when he left that year, the whole family was still happy. Unexpectedly, after this retreat, the ancestor's life and death were uncertain, and the Zhao family was almost killed by the people of the Tiande Clan!"

Bang!

Speaking of this, Zhao Tianchen punched the ground and said sadly, "Grandpa Batian, Tianchen is useless. He has failed to make any breakthroughs. Now he is still a peak god king. You must survive. Tianchen is still waiting for grandpa to give advice..."

"Tianchen, Grandpa Batian has already been transformed." Zhao Bao really wanted to hide it, but what's the use of hiding this kind of thing?

"Grandpa Batian has melted? How is it possible? Rumors from the outside world that Grandpa Batian fought against the Tian Yao tribe and finally disappeared..." Zhao Tianchen subconsciously retorted. When he calmed down, he looked at Zhao Bao and whispered, "You... saw Grandpa Batian's body?"

Zhao Bao nodded silently, and Zhao Tianchen's murderous aura roared in a thunderous manner, "Ao... Tian Yao tribe, I, Zhao Tianchen, must make you pay the price!"

"I'll take you to see Grandpa Batian." Zhao Bao waited until Zhao Tianchen calmed down and said, "You... are you kidding me? Grandpa Batian is still alive?" Zhao Tianchen said happily, "Grandpa Batian is really melted, I can only take you to see his body." Zhao Bao said in a deep voice, "Didn't you bury Grandpa Batian?" Zhao Tianchen said in confusion, "The blood hatred has not been avenged, and the dragon is dormant, I can't bury Grandpa Batian's body." Zhao Bao grabbed Zhao Tianchen and took Zhao Tianchen deep into the depths of the earth.

After Zhao Bao and Zhao Tianchen went deep into the earth, Murong Jie asked the dominant soul, "How is it? Is it true that the secret of Zhao Tianchen deducing it?"

"This person is indeed Zhao Tianchen. The armor on his body actually has the effect of blocking the secrets of heaven. It seems that we are too concerned." The dominant soul sent a voice and Murong Jie frowned without saying a word. She asked herself in her heart, "It's so difficult that it's really the head of the Tian Yao tribe, which makes me prejudice against this person."

Zhao Tianchen cried and worshiped Zhao Batian in the depths of the earth. Zhao Tianchen's subtle past made Zhao Bao feel uncomfortable. If it weren't for Zhao Batian, he and Liu Yuyan would have died at the hands of the Hu family in Shenlong City.

As the stars change, night falls, and Zhao Bao also takes Zhao Tianchen back to the ground. Then Zhao Bao introduces Murong Jie and Taoist Priest Qingzhu to Zhao Tianchen.

Zhao Tianchen was in a low mood. After nodding to Murong Jie and Taoist Master Qingzhu, he took out a jar of wine that had been covered with dust for many years from the Qiankun Ring. When Zhao Tianchen slapped the sealing mud on it, a rich aroma of wine rushed into the noses of Zhao Bao and others.

Zhao Bao took a deep breath and exclaimed, "It smells so good, it's really a rare fine wine in the world. But tonight, I can't get drunk with you. There is a girl who is waiting for me to save her."

"What happened to your friend? Where is she? Let's rescue her. When we come back, we should pay homage to the ancestors and brothers who died tragically by the Tian Yao tribe." Zhao Tianchen said in a deep voice. Zhao Bao shook his head and said, "My friend, I will save myself. You should go find your father. The army in Jizhou needs you, where should you go."

"Zhao Bao, don't you regard me as a brother? We are blood brothers. When the Zhao family in Jizhou is facing such a desperate situation, are you still unwilling to admit that you are the blood of the Zhao family?" Zhao Tianchen said angrily, "If I don't admit that I am the blood of the Zhao family, how could I calm down the resentful aura here? But the place I want to go is too dangerous and too far away, and it will be very dangerous for you to follow." Zhao Bao whispered in a low voice, "As long as you admit that you are the blood of the Zhao family." Zhao Tianchen nodded with relief and said, "We are blood brothers. No matter what dangerous place it is, I will move forward side by side with you. Although my cultivation is not as high as yours, I can do it even more without the talisman technique. But over the years, I have also obtained a lot of good things. At the moment of hard work, I can help you."

Zhao Bao nodded with clarity and said, "Tianchen, I understand your feelings. But I think the battlefield is where you can display your greatest ability. Your father must also need you very much now."

Zhao Tianchen shook his head with murderous intent and said, "I will not return to the battlefield now. I will use more heads of the Heavenly Demon clan to blood to sacrifice the dead tribes of the Zhao family. I will return to the battlefield when the Demon clan launched a war of destruction that day."

"Zhao Tianchen, I don't know whether to say it or not?" Murong Jie couldn't help but say it, "Some words, don't say it." Zhao Bao said, he knew very well what Murong Jie wanted to say.

"Miss Murong Jie, what do you have to say directly?" Zhao Tianchen said heroically, "The people who really made the Zhao family in Jizhou almost destroyed are the Red Leaf Princess of the Tian Yao clan and Zhang Xu, the king of the Earth Master. If you want to avenge, you should kill these two people, instead of killing innocent people indiscriminately." Murong Jie said solemnly that Zhao Tianchen was stunned, and then he accepted calmly, "Miss Murong Jie said it is right. I want to avenge and seek Princess Hongye and Zhang Xu. However, the Heavenly Demon clan has disrupted Jiuzhou and slaughtered our clan, and wants to exterminate our clan and unify the world. It is difficult for such a clan enemy to be innocent? Shouldn't it be killed?"

"Everything has good and evil, and I believe that the Tian Yao tribe members also have good people." Murong Jie said with lack of confidence. "If Miss Murong Jie, you can let me know a kind Tian Yao tribe member, I will accept your words. Before this, I will never be ruthless to the Tian Yao tribe members, and once I encounter it, I will be completely extinct. In this life, I, Zhao Tianchen, and the Tian Yao tribe members, are irreconcilable. Only by death can my hatred disappear!" Zhao Tianchen's murderous aura leaked. At the end, he grabbed the wine jar and drank it hard.

Then Zhao Tianchen threw the jar of wine into the air. He punched the jar of wine, letting the long-term fine wine sprinkle in all directions of the Zhao family's ancestral land. At the same time, Zhao Tianchen cried and yelled, "My home, my relatives, let me toast you a jar of wine. If I still have life, I will use the blood of the Tian Yao tribe to water every inch of the Zhao family's ancestral land. Such hatred can only be resolved with blood!"

Murong Jie looked worried on her face. Obviously, her words did not work at all. The hatred in the hearts of this Zhao family was too deep.

Taoist Priest Qingzhu whispered in his heart with admiration, "The Zhao family in Jizhou is worthy of being a general. The blood of war flowing in their bodies is always fearless and unwilling to surrender."
Chapter completed!