The Holy Lord of the Demon Sect was very annoyed. He was extremely arrogant and disdainful of talking to people, so he was naturally not good at verbal arguments. At this moment, he was very angry when Zheng Xiaoming said that he was very angry. If a native mocked him like this, he would have to pay a great price and he would have to kill him. He was just wanton.

But since Zheng Xiaoming is a time traveler, his identity is just average. When Zheng Xiaoming mocked him, he was angry, but he was suppressed in his heart. He just said in a stern manner: "That's what you say, you really have to do something!"

Before he finished speaking, shouting and killing sounds were everywhere. In the thick fog, countless ghosts, gods and soldiers walked out: "Just like this, I don't know how many souls have fallen, but your lowly disciples will all die!"

This time it was not Zheng Xiaoming's turn to speak, but a real person from the Shushan Sword Sect stood up and smiled faintly: "Our righteous disciples, defend the way with their own body, why fear death! Slaying demons and eliminating demons is our duty..."

Before he finished speaking, the disciples of various sects had already merged: "Slay demons and eliminate demons and defend the way with your own body!"

The Holy Lord of the Demon Sect sneered: "Okay, okay, I see, you all die, do you dare to be stubborn? You Shushan is the most hypocritical. Anyway, it is not your own disciples who die..."

The real person of Shushan's soul smiled and said, "How do you know that my Shushan disciples have not come?"

As soon as he finished speaking, sword lights flew over.

It was Shushan disciples who rushed over.

In addition, the disciples of various sects of Shushan Alliance arrived. They also brought soldiers from various roads to surrounded the place.

At this moment, the demon demons in the Demon Sect changed their lust.

The obvious preparations of the Zhengdao are much more fully prepared than imagined.

Not only the real person of the Yuanshen, but also the low-end combat power.

It would be useless to use a low-level disciple to threaten this time!

"It's strange to me!" said the Shushan Qi Zhenren, Zhenren, "If the disaster is coming today, our sect will hold a swordsmanship in Shushan and convene all sects to discuss major issues. We have also sent people to invite various sects of the Demon Sect.

It would be fine if you don’t participate in the Demon Sect, but how can you still be enemies with us and destroy such a big deal?"

This is already done with magical powers, and at least it takes a master of Zheng Xiaoming to hear it. However, the low-level disciples with weak strength cannot hear it!

The Holy Lord of the Demon Sect sneered: "Assumed! What kind of great disasters are you talking to yourself, who knows whether it is true or false? It must be your Shushan who made up lies and threatened various factions. The purpose is to unify the various factions in the world..."

Before he could finish his words, the seven demon spirits who were hunted just now had already coughed lightly and said, "The great disaster is true!"

The Holy Lord of the Demon Sect was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise, but he looked like he really didn't know.

But the true man of the Yuanshen said, "Although there is a great disaster, we and our demons will have the ghost path to go. It is different from your righteous path, which is not a plan for each other!

You will leave your heaven and earth. Why do you stop us and the demons’ plan to save the world? Then we will have to stay alive!"

The Holy Lord of the Demon Sect frowned and said, "Wait, do you think the great disaster is true? Are you going to go to the ghost path to save the world? Absurd? Turn everyone in the world into ghosts? What is this called saving the world?"

The real person of the Demon Sect glanced at the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect: "My younger generation, although your merits have made rapid progress, your merits are too low. How can you know the true and false? What is true and true? What is true and what is false? Since my heart is true, the world is true..."

The Holy Lord of the Demon Sect was not doing anything yet. Zheng Xiaoming's mind exploded first: "Damn..."

He felt very familiar with this idea!

When Zheng Xiaoming heard that the Great Chu world was a virtual world, he said this. At this moment, when he heard this sentence with a strong sense of déjà vu, his heart seemed to explode and he thought of countless things.

With a click, it seemed like thunder. Zheng Xiaoming's brain was dizzy and he didn't know how long it took to come back to his senses.

But it was no longer on the battlefield where the righteous and demons confronted each other, but it was in a quiet room in the Great Chu Palace...

Zheng Xiaoming just walked out in a daze when he saw the Emperor of Great Chu. He asked, "But you see the founder of Baimei?"

Zheng Xiaoming shook his head.

The Emperor of Great Chu was very surprised: "How is it possible? Master Baimei gave it specifically!"

Zheng Xiaoming shook his head and said, "Although I haven't seen the Patriarch Baimei, I have seen many things... As for the truth about the destruction of the world..."

He also had some vague guesses.

This is probably what Master Baimei asked him to see.

It’s just that the amount of information is too large, so Zheng Xiaoming himself still needs to think carefully about it.

As for the explanation to His Majesty the Emperor... then he doesn't have to worry about Zheng Xiaoming at all!

Since Master Baimei could let him see these, if he wanted to let the Emperor of Chu see them, there would naturally be ten thousand ways.

The Emperor of Chu did not disturb Zheng Xiaoming when he saw that he was in a state of dismay. He called two people to send Zheng Xiaoming back.

There was no need to... Zheng Xiaoming was used to being alone. But after all, he had good intentions.

When he returned to his Xiayang Hou Mansion, Zheng Xiaoming sat there for a long time, suddenly silently wielded the strength on his body, but he immediately jumped up: "Damn it! Where is my golden body eight turn?"

However, the power of the Nine-Turn Golden Body Art that I worked hard to practice for a long time was not left at all.

I am still just the power of the so-called virtual lord!

He became so weak all of a sudden, which really made him uncomfortable.

That's right, it's weak!

Zheng Xiaoming, who has eight-turned golden body, can beat him ten of him now!

"Brother, you are still Xiayang Hou now. Why do you still swear words?"

As soon as Zheng Yingying came home, she heard Zheng Xiaoming spitting out fragrant smell and subconsciously reached out to twist his ears.

Just stretched out half of his hand, suddenly remembered Zheng Xiaoming's current identity, so he smiled embarrassedly and shrank his hand back.

Zheng Xiaoming also shut up embarrassedly: "Sister! You are back..."

At this time, he also realized that the various things he had just experienced in Shushan were just pictures in the virtual world, not real.

It is said that I have been in Cuiwei Mountain for three years, but in fact it has only been three days. Where did I practice the Nine-Turn Golden Body Method?

However, Zheng Xiaoming remembered all the practice formulas of the Nine-Turn Golden Body Technique. After he came back, he practiced step by step.

Zheng Yingying started nagging and asked Zheng Xiaoming for his death... It is impossible to mention the ears, and it is impossible to mention the ears again in this life.

But face life is indispensable, and he nagged Zheng Xiaoming for almost half an hour.

Zheng Xiaoming was inevitably embarrassed. After listening to the scolding for a long time, he was finally let go.
Chapter completed!