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Chapter 2274 Gate of Destiny(2/2)

As a wife."

If other monks heard this sentence, they would be ecstatic and wish they could shed their blood for the Queen of the Wind.

However, Zhang Ruochen just raised his eyelids slightly, appearing indifferent.

It's not that he thought that Feng Hou would break his promise.

But I think of what Qing Shengsheng said, "If you condense two kinds of second-grade holy will, I am afraid that the forces in the hell world that have enmity with you will have to put down their hatred and take the initiative to kill the proud daughter of the clan.

marry you."

Now Zhang Ruochen has not yet broken through to the Hundred Shackles Realm, but has already condensed a quasi-second-grade holy will.

Most of the gods of the Huangtian tribe and Feng Hou already know about this matter. If Feng Queen fails to fight for the goddess, wouldn't it be a good choice to marry Zhang Ruochen, a great saint with second-grade holy will?

As for succeeding in the competition and becoming a goddess, it will take a thousand years to break up with each other.

Who can tell what will happen a thousand years from now?

It can be said that Fenghou's promise may seem charming, but in fact, it does not suffer at all.

It is very likely that the gods of the Huangtian tribe have made a strategy long ago.

"Is Your Highness Fenghou using a beauty trick on me?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Feng Hou smiled sweetly, put on the gold mask again, and said: "I just want to tell the Great Sage Ruochen that as long as you are willing, no matter what the outcome, I will be your wife and the closest person to you. Three of you.

Goddess candidate, of course you choose your wife to be the goddess, right?"

After Fenghou walked out of the Seven-Star Imperial Palace, Moyin snorted coldly: "The goddess candidate selected by the Temple of Destiny is nothing more than that. She actually wants to gain the master's support by relying on her beauty."

Lian Xi said: "You are indeed not worthy of being a goddess."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Lian Xi, and she suddenly thought of something and quickly lowered her head, with a sad and painful look in her eyes. As the daughter of the gods and the leader of this generation in the soul world, she was reduced to Zhang Ruochen's harem.

How can the maidservant who is sleeping with you have the qualifications to judge Feng Hou?

How does she deserve to be the future leader of the soul world?

Zhang Ruochen felt something else in his heart at this moment.

As his cultivation became more advanced and he proved himself with absolute strength time and time again, his voice in the Immortal Vampire Clan became more and more important. Now, even a great sage like Feng Hou has to lower his profile and flatter him to please him.

.

The world of hell is indeed a very realistic place.

As long as you are strong, you can get everything you want.

After Fenghou returned to the golden chariot, Yan Beijun immediately went in to pay his respects.

There is a large space in the golden chariot. Feng Hou's stunning figure stands in the center, with her snow lotus-like left arm behind her slender waist, thinking about something.

Yan Beijun was quite annoyed, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "Senior Sister is the twelfth strong person on the Great Perfection List of the Baiyong Realm, and she is also a candidate for the goddess of the Temple of Destiny. How powerful, how noble, why is it necessary?

Lowering your status and going to meet Zhang Ruochen, who is in the immortal realm? What should the monks present think of you? Prajna and the Great Sage Yanhong are probably secretly laughing at you."

Fenghou turned her back to him and said, "There are some things that you don't understand at all."

Yan Beijun sighed: "With the support of the Sword Prison Emperor, the Great Sage Jin Kun, and the White Jade Crazy Lion, there is still a great hope for Senior Sister to seize the position of Goddess. Why do you have to wrong yourself?"

"Although Zhang Ruochen was able to escape from the hands of the great sages Zhu and Yanhong, it only proves that the descendant of time and space is capable of escaping, nothing more. His combat power may not even be comparable to that of the ordinary Hundred Flails Realm Dzogchen

, let alone a strong person like Senior Sister?"

Feng Hou turned around and stared at him with cold eyes that Yan Beijun had never seen before, saying: "You know nothing about Zhang Ruochen. From now on, he is our closest ally. You'd better not offend him."

he."

Yan Beijun was so cold by Feng Hou's eyes that he didn't dare to speak again.

But in his heart, he was even more dissatisfied, feeling that Zhang Ruochen did not deserve such treatment. Compared with the Sword Prison Emperor, the Great Sage Jin Kun, and the White Jade Crazy Lion, Zhang Ruochen was still far behind.

Senior sister is afraid that her mind has been deceived and she will make such a wrong decision.

"Get out!" Feng Hou said.

After Yan Beijun exited the golden holy chariot, Feng Queen sighed softly: "Zhang Ruochen has a demigod body and condenses the second-grade holy will. Even if I become a goddess, my future achievements may not be as good as his."

"Zhang Ruochen's current strength may not be strong, but he has Emperor Yu and the Supreme Sacred Artifact by his side. No matter what, I have to take a gamble. I should not lose if I bet with the God of War."

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"



Nine bells rang in a row, spreading throughout the Destiny Realm.

The Gate of Destiny opened, and the majestic outlines of the Divine Mountain of Destiny and the Temple of Destiny appeared inside. An ancient and mysterious aura surged out and pounced on all the monks.

The monks from the ten tribes attending the banquet drove their mounts and holy chariots and entered the Gate of Destiny one after another.

The Seven-Star Imperial Palace was getting closer and closer to the Gate of Destiny under the guidance of the eighteen Six-Tribulation Ghost Kings, and a strange thought came into Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Looking at this Gate of Destiny, I feel like I was standing in the void of the universe and looking at the gate of hell at close range.

How come you feel like this?

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, cleared his mind, and carefully understood the energy released by the Gate of Destiny. He wanted to know if the legend was true. Could it be that as long as he walked through the Gate of Destiny, he could condense the rules of destiny?

Is it that simple?

At the moment when the Seven-Star Imperial Palace passed through the Gate of Destiny, Zhang Ruochen had not yet realized the rules of destiny, but a strange picture appeared in his mind, as if he had suddenly seen his destiny and the future.

It was in the most luxurious hall of the Xuejue family. It was decorated very festively, with red lanterns, red oil-paper umbrellas, and red hangings. It was a wedding night.

He was wearing a red suit, and as a groom, he was standing opposite a woman wearing a hijab, as if they were worshiping each other.



The festive scene disappeared in a flash.

This was originally a joyful thing, but Zhang Ruochen's whole person became depressed, and his fingers couldn't help but clenched together.

He was sure that the scene he just saw was by no means an artificial illusion.

On the contrary, just like the scenes I saw in Fateful Pond, I felt a sense of familiarity that I had personally experienced, but at the same time, I felt strange and terrifying.

Why do things that you have never experienced feel familiar?

Is everything in the world really predestined? Has fate already arranged everything?

"Did the power of the Gate of Destiny allow me to see my future just now? The wedding took place in the Blood Jue family. Who is that woman? Feng Hou?"

Zhang Ruochen unconsciously thought of what Feng Hou said just now, and there seemed to be a causal relationship between the two.

If Fenghou fails in the competition for the goddess and the gods of the Huangtian tribe marry her to Zhang Ruochen, will the Blood God of War agree?

Will definitely agree.

Perhaps, the gods of the Huangtian tribe and the Bloodtian tribe had already decided everything and arranged his fate clearly.

"In that case, Queen Feng, it's better for you to be a goddess."
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