Chapter 691: Seventh God of War

"senior!"

The yellow-robed young man turned around and said with a look of horror: "This Lord Zhanzong is an eternal master who has opened five doors!"

"Is it great to open five doors?"

Ye Yun chuckled lightly.

"At the Eternal Realm, if you open five doors, it's quite powerful..."

The yellow robe boy lowered his head and said in frustration.

The **** cat snorted coldly, his eyes squinted: "Brother Xiong, you really look down on people! Who is my master? The eternal state is in the eyes of the master, not even a fart!"

"Really?"

The yellow robe boy had purple lips and his body was trembling.

He did not believe in anyway—

This senior of the fifth level of the life and death realm, the master Zhanzong who can defeat the eternal realm of the Eight Gods.

"You little guy, you're so dumb, if you get to some place, you will be dead!"

Mu Qing's eyes widened, and she wailed in hatred for iron.

"Well, you don't need to talk about him. People in different worlds have different visions. He is just a little bear..."

Ye Yun smiled lightly and waved his hand.

Mu Qing and the **** cat looked terrified, and immediately closed their mouths and stopped talking.

"interesting?"

In midair.

Zhan Zong carried his hands on his back, looked at these people, and listened carefully to the conversation between them. Then a sneer smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Are all of these monsters' brains flooded?

The cultivation base of the mere life and death realm, so utterly insincere, it is really reluctant to live and die.

If the demons of today are so blind and arrogant, the desolation of the Jiuli demons is not unreasonable.

"That kid in white clothes, I'm curious—you dare to challenge me!"

Zhan Zong took two steps forward and lightly tapped Ye Yun with his hand.

"It's ridiculous, what qualifications do you have for me to challenge you?"

Ye Yun smiled lightly, looked at Zhan Zong quietly, and said: "You little guy, you are not my opponent at all, just stay honestly!"

After speaking.

A strange light flashed in Ye Yun's eyes.

Zhan Zong was stunned.

He is like a clay sculpture, standing quietly in the air, motionless.

Master Zhanzong, what's wrong?

The yellow-robed boy stared at Zhan Zong in amazement, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go, Zhanzong, this guy, who thinks he is not my opponent, is willing to go down..."

Ye Yun shrugged and smiled.

Snapped!

He patted the yellow robe boy lightly on the shoulder.

The yellow robe boy woke up like a dream.

Is this also OK?

In a word, let Lord Zhanzong be willing to bow down.

He had never heard of anyone in the demon race who had such a large array of faces, even a few demon ancestors.

"Let's go!"

Ye Yun urged beside him.

"Okay, senior!"

The yellow robe boy quickly agreed, took a deep breath, and flew towards the front.

As he passed by Zhan Zong's side, he glanced fearfully and found that Lord Zhan Zong was still standing in the void like a clay sculpture, his eyelids were not blinking, and there was no reaction at all.

"Master Zhanzong is really willing to bow down."

"Oh my God!"

"My monster clan really has an amazing senior..."

The extremely excited yellow robe boy snarled crazily in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on the surface, and quickly flew forward.

Ye Yun smiled softly.

When passing by, he also patted Zhanzong's shoulder specially.

Poor Zhanzong still looked like a clay sculpture of a **** in a temple, without any reaction.

"The poor fellow of the Bashenmen is really lucky, the master didn't take his life..." Da Hei Mao and Mu Qing closed their lips tightly, but endured the smile in their hearts, and followed them.

Until the crowd flew out for two to three thousand miles.

Suddenly, the clay sculpture-like Zhanzong awakened from a special dreamlike state.

"What happened to me just now?"

Zhan Zong blinked, suddenly patted his face with his hand, and made a crisp sound.

From his face, he felt a fiery pain.

"What a powerful monster clan, what kind of sorcery he used just now, which actually made me fall into a certain kind of illusion?!"

Zhan Zong muttered to himself, looking in a certain direction, his heart was suddenly filled with an indescribable fear.

If that guy suddenly attacked him.

Then he... didn't he fall here long ago?

"No, he only relied on some spiritual attacks and sorcery to make me lose my spirit. And he is only the fifth level of life and death, this kind of cultivation fundamentally can not cause any harm to monks like me in the eternal state!"

Zhan Zong muttered to himself, slowly, his face restored a confident look.

After hesitating for a moment, he did not immediately chase Ye Yun and the others.

He now wants to return to the Eight Gods Gate as soon as possible, meet the few Lords of War, and report the affairs of the Seven Stars in detail-this is the most important thing.

Body shape flashed.

Zhanzong disappeared in place.

After half an hour.

A ray of light suddenly fell in the sky above the Eight Gods Mountain, and the figure of Zhan Zong was revealed in the light.

This Eight God Mountain is the center of the Eight God Sect.

Only the disciples of the Eight Gods in the eternal realm are qualified to come here.

There are a total of eight red palaces on Mount Iori.

The sky above every palace is full of blood and energy, and the energy is billowing like a flame burning.

Even Zhan Zong, who is as powerful as the eternal realm, looked at these eight palaces, and there was an expression of envy in his eyes.

The eight Lords of War of the Eight Gods Gate practiced in these eight palaces.

And his battle sect belongs to the seventh Lord of War.

After taking a deep breath, Zhan Zong calmed down, and then slowly walked towards the seventh palace.

The closer he got to this palace, the more Zhan Zong felt a powerful pressure falling on him, making him more difficult to walk as if he was carrying a big mountain.

"Not only the seventh Lord of War, but every Lord of War of the Eight Gods Gate is so powerful!"

Zhan Zun thought to himself, his eyes also filled with scorching heat.

On weekdays, he only practiced on the periphery of Yasami Mountain, and was allowed to come to Yasami Mountain under special circumstances.

And today he came with a mission, which is justified.

Go to the gate of the palace.

"Zhanzong pays homage to Lord Seventh God of War!"

Zhan Zong clasped his fists in his hands and bowed in a polite manner.

"come in!"

A strong voice came out misty from the depths of the palace.

Zhan Zong looked awe-inspiring and walked in quickly.

The palace is full of thick red blood.

Above the throne in the distance, the blood is like a vast ocean, the waves are turbulent, and a chaotic blood-colored figure is sitting on the sky, and the whole body exudes a monstrous and terrifying aura.

"The Lord of War is too strong!"

With each step, Zhan Zong felt that his bones were about to be crushed.

In the end, he had to stop and didn't dare to move forward.

At this moment, he has reached the limit of his physical body, unless he opens the divine door, he can continue to move forward.

But in the Palace of God of War, how dare he open the gate of God?

This is disrespect to Lord Ares.

"How is the investigation? Zhanzong..."

Sitting in the blood light, the seventh **** of war asked faintly.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his whole body was surging, making a thunderous sound.

The seventh **** of war is still constantly tempering the several gods in his body.

The disciples of the Eight Gods gate, after each gate is opened, the combat power will soar.

But after the divine gate is opened, it will take a long time to temper and struggle to make it stronger and stronger.

The stronger the Shenmen, the more terrifying the combat power that comes out of the feedback.

Therefore, the same opening of the first divine gate, different people open, have different combat power.

"Master of War, this is the situation..."

Zhan Zong looked awe-inspiring, bowed, and quickly told what he knew.

"Yep…"

After hearing Zhanzong's description, the first God of War's eyelids moved slightly.

"Master Ares, I vaguely remember that on the first sacred mountain of the Seven Star Clan, a person disappeared tens of thousands of years ago. I don't know if it is?"

Zhan Zong asked with fiery eyes.

"Indeed, that person disappeared out of thin air, accompanied by a vision of heaven and earth at that time, no one can find him afterwards, and this has also become an unsolved case..."

The seventh God of War said slowly.