"Rareless!" No one expected that Zhang Jun would be so bold and arrogant when facing the Archangel of Courage Impalis, the three balls of light balls shouted.

The terrifying pressure made Zhang Jun feel every inch of his bones trembling. He quickly took out the magic treasure ball, and the ball opened, and a ball of black light emerged from it and quickly stuck to Zhang Jun's body, forming a layer of liquid armor.

"Damn bastard, you just released me from now on!" After No. 3 got out of the baby ball, the first sentence was to complain to Zhang Jun. The space inside the ball was small and narrow, and there was no fun at all. It was as different as Guan Xiao Black Room.

Zhang Jun ignored No. 3's complaints, grabbed Yue Liang's sword in his hand, and a Tiangang sword talisman popped out of the sword to protect himself.

"Why, are you going to kill someone and seize the treasure?" Zhang Jun asked sternly.

If it were someone who knew nothing about the judgment of the gods, the gods might have been stunned for a moment, but Zhang Jun had learned from Zhong Qi that even these gods could not attack any adventurer.

If they were willing to take out the bargaining chips that made Zhang Jun excited at the beginning, maybe Zhang Jun would consider it and trade with them, but now, Zhang Jun doesn't mind breaking up with them. I believe this is not a rare thing. Most of the people who have disappeared after they have walked out of the Trial of the Gods in the rumor.

"Hmph! Mortal, if you take something you shouldn't have, this matter won't end here. Maybe we will meet soon." The Archangel of Courage Impalis knew that it was obviously unrealistic to threaten Zhang Jun to achieve his goal.

This mankind is very familiar with the rules of the trial office, and he doesn't dare to do anything to Zhang Jun here. After all, behind Zhang Jun, there is a huge family of Shen clan supporting him.

After making harsh words, the golden light ball transformed by the Archangel of Courage Impalis gradually disappeared, and Zhang Jun also received a prompt from the terrifying Weibo.

"The god of soul Batinus, the god of mountain Osriko, and the god of magma Dongmiselli, with the will of the high-level god's courage, the great archangel Impalis, will judge you. You are listed as the blacklist of the dark camp. Under the influence of the blacklist, you cannot join the dark camp in the Weibo world and will be marked by the three gods. If you enter the Weibo world where they are, you will be hunted down by them."

After seeing the prompt from the horror Weibo, Zhang Jun browed and smiled and said without a smile: "Haha, I haven't tasted the taste of killing gods yet. If you have the chance, don't let me down."

Zhang Jun didn't care about this painless judgment at all, and he didn't want to join the dark camp anyway.

The light balls transformed by the three gods in front of him gradually faded away, and Zhang Jun's eyes burst into tears. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the Judgment of the Gods.

Contact the fox and the others. At this moment, they were all waiting outside the sacrifice hall. After Zhang Jun rushed over, Zhong Qi asked Zhang Jun what the result was. After Zhang Jun briefly told the process, Zhong Qi couldn't help but frown and said, "It's really shameless, but how could that stone make these gods all moved? They also used this method to let you go?"

"Damn, I know which bird man is not a good thing. When I go in, we will beat him up another divine servant." Jiao Teng couldn't help but curse, intending to go in and catch the last pummeling of the divine servant first and continue to beat him up.

"Okay, they can only do this, but this stone should have a great effect. Let's go in and find my ancestors."

Zhang Jun interrupted Jiao Teng's nonsense and led his group into the sacrifice hall in front of him. When he entered the hall, the red-robed divine servant came forward to meet him and said politely to Zhang Jun: "Young brother is really diligent. What items are you going to sacrifice this time?"

"It's nothing, it's just a stone. I plan to show my ancestors to see if that ancestor likes it." Zhang Jun said and took out the Hao crystal stone.

As soon as the stone was taken out in his hand, it was possessed by Zhang Jun. No. 3 immediately screamed: "My! Mine! Damn it, give me this stone!"

The liquid armor on Zhang Jun twisted, and opened his mouth wide on Zhang Jun's arm, trying to swallow the Hao crystal stone in Zhang Jun's hand, but he was empty. Zhang Jun threw the stone to Zhong Qi aside, and then said coldly to No. 3: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you that sunstone, this one won't have your share. If you are not honest, I'll throw you into the treasure ball and stay."

After Zhang Jun said this, No. 3 became honest, but his eyes looked at the Hao Crystal Stone and thought to himself: "If I swallow this stone, I should be able to advance smoothly."

As Zhang Jun placed the Hao crystal stone on the altar, the entire temple began to tremble. The empty seats in the temple began to flash strange light, and dozens of great lights illuminated the temple in front of him.

The red-robed divine servant's expression changed. He hadn't seen this situation for a long time. Is it because of Zhang Jun's sacrifice?

The expressions of several divine servants around him changed, and walked forward to Zhang Jun and said, "This adventurer, I am the messenger of the Immortal Camp, and several immortals from the Immortal Camp are very interested in this sacrifice and are willing to give a good price."

Zhang Jun has a high reputation in the Immortal Dao camp, and his special status is a descendant of Zhang Daoling's lineage, so this divine servant from the Immortal Dao camp spoke very politely.

"Sorry, this sacrifice was prepared for my ancestors." Zhang Jun politely refused the other party's proposal, although he knew that these gods from the immortal camp would give him a good price.

But Zhang Jun knew better that these gods and him were at best a deal, and the nature of sacrifices to his ancestors was completely different.

Sacrifices to their ancestors are filial piety. Even if these ancestors say that the descendants of the Zhang family have to rely on themselves, they always give themselves small food.

The tradition of China is a society of human relationships. The more benefits it brings to our ancestors, the more we can make these ancestors favor them.

To put it bluntly, good things are of course given to your ancestors first, so that the wealth and water will not flow to outsiders' fields.

Seeing Zhang Jun refuse, the immortal Taoist servant didn't say anything. The person who asked Zhang Jun to sacrifice to the sacrifice also had a considerable position in the immortal Taoist camp.

Even the divine servants in the Immortal Dao camp have been rejected, and the divine servants in the other camps know that Zhang Jun will never agree. It is just that their responsibilities are so they have to go forward and ask.

As expected, although the price tags proposed by some gods were attractive, they were still rejected by Zhang Jun. Any price tag would be crazy if it was passed out.

For example, a Western god was willing to take out two pieces of gold equipment and give some special gold props to exchange.

Gold props are items that many veteran adventurers desire. Once they are used well, the benefits they can bring are beyond imagination, not to mention two pieces of gold equipment, which are enough to make people crazy.

But Zhang Jun still refused one by one, as if he was not moved by these things. After rejecting many attractive prices, Zhang Jun wrote the words Zhang Daoling on the altar.

The red-robed divine servant immediately stepped forward and activated the altar. A red light rushed into the air. Not long after, a crane fell from the sky. However, this time the difference was that the crane was carrying the back of the old Taoist.

I saw the crane landing and sending the old Taoist down, and then turned into a middle-aged man. He was the man who had previously improved the team level for Zhang Jun. The old Taoist who could be carried by him can be imagined.

“Meet the Lord”

Several divine servants immediately knelt down and bowed. Their faces were excited. Unexpectedly, even this adult was alarmed and came in person today. It seemed that the sacrifice was indeed extraordinary.

"The Zhang family is unfilial, Zhang Jun, pays homage to his ancestors. The ancestors are blessed with great blessings and immortals forever." Zhang Jun's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked forward and knelt down. Even if this master was not Zhang Daoling, he must be an ancestor of his family.

The second generation ancestor, the rich second generation, is completely scumbag in front of Zhang Jun's identity. He is an immortal... N generation, but this does not affect Zhang Jun's identity. China's belief in its ancestors is far stronger than that of any religion, not to mention that his ancestors are the Taoist gods.

The old Taoist looked at Zhang Jun, and his turbid eyes seemed to see Zhang Jun inside and out. He showed a satisfied smile on his face. He held the stone that Zhang Jun had offered before in his hand and said to Zhang Jun: "Child, where did you come from this thing?"

Zhang Jun dared not hide it, and of course there was nothing to hide. He immediately told the passage of this stone one by one, and of course, there was also the matter of the Trial of the Gods, which Zhang Jun did not forget.

After hearing about the incident, the old Taoist still had a very kind face. He looked at Zhang Jun and showed a satisfied expression again. In this terrifying Weibo of various bloodlines, what is really rare for Zhang Jun is that he did not exchange for any bloodline.

This is what Zhang Jun can be valued by the ancestors of the Zhang family. In their opinion, the continuation of bloodline is what they are most happy to see. If Zhang Jun exchanged for some messy bloodline, then in the eyes of these ancestors, Zhang Jun would not even have the qualifications to enter the Zhang family, let alone what kind of descendants of the Zhang family he was.

The old Taoist waved his robe and disappeared with Zhang Jun. Only Jiao Teng and his group looked at each other, thinking to himself: "This old Taoist is too stingy. We are guests at least, so don't invite us in and have a cup of tea or something?"

It seemed that the middle-aged Taoist, who was transformed by the crane, saw Jiao Teng and his friends' thoughts and smiled and said, "Zhang Zu, I took him to the Zhang family fairyland. You are not from the Zhang family, so you naturally cannot enter. Why not go to the immortal platform with me to have a rest."

After the Taoist Xianhe said that, he pointed to Jiao Teng and the others, and saw a qingyun growing under the feet of Jiao Teng and the others dragging them to the sky. This made the red-robed divine servant jealous and couldn't help but say to himself: "It's really a person who has achieved the Tao and has become a dog. Can these people enter Xiantai to drink tea? Why don't I have such good luck?"

The fact that the Red Robe Divine servants are so jealous is that this immortal platform must have other benefits. The so-called Zhang family fairyland is even more a place that the Red Robe Divine servants dare not think about. In the entire immortal camp, unless those top-notch existences are the ones, few people can enter the Zhang family’s homeland.
Chapter completed!