Zhang Jiao received half of the full volume of the book "The Romance of the Gods".

The evolved fantasy realm is quite perfectly matched by his original fantasy realm of Journey to the West.

After completing the fusion, the disciples of the Three Sects of the Confession of the Gods began to settle their caves.

Among them, Ze Gonggan, who has been listed on the List of Gods and has become a god in the Heavenly Palace after his death, became a god in heaven and returned to the mountain gate to restore his id during his rest.

Unfortunately, the Tushita Palace of Taishang Laojun, the Yuxu Palace of Yuanshi Tianzun, and the Biyou Palace of Tongtian Sect Master, made these three saints only temporarily live in the 33rd heaven in the fantasy realm of the Heavenly Palace in "Journey to the West", which is not beautiful.

But even so, Zhang Jiao was very satisfied.

Just as he was resting, he wanted to use the true intuition that was higher than his mind and to experience his new fantasy state carefully, his body suddenly shuddered.

Suddenly I saw a layer of moss faintly appearing on the surrounding walls, but then I returned to normal.

Everything seemed like just a fantasy, but Zhang Jiao understood that this was the evil energy that shrouded the Southeast Asian Sea, becoming more and more active, and finally breaking through a certain threshold and reaching a new peak.

My face turned red and I plucked up the courage to use the anchor to shuttle back to the edge of the supernatural catastrophe, and made the worst plan in my heart.

As a result, when he stood at the top of a deserted building, facing the strong wind, and looking at the catastrophe hundreds of meters away, he was shocked to see countless supernatural, evil gods and evil creatures that were as huge as mountains, rotting and melting in front of him.

It turns into powder-like spores and floats around.

Later, the supernatural catastrophe that occupied half of the territory of Xiangyuan Kingdom suddenly exploded like a huge bubble.

Countless evil spores were swept by an invisible force, floating towards the direction where Lingdingyang was located, and disappeared between the sea and the sky.

The few remaining spores rose to high altitudes and spread in the southeast.

Zhang Jiao didn't understand what was going on in front of him, and he only had a vague guess.

After hesitating for a moment, he tried to fly forward and broke into the place where the supernatural catastrophe occurred for the third time, but nothing happened.

"The supernatural catastrophe is over. No way, the radiation of a nuclear bomb can affect hundreds of years, let alone the energy of the evil god." Zhang Jiao thought in disbelief: "And the activity of the evil forces in that situation just now was simply out of reach. How could it suddenly...

Ah, it has been changed. The person who died of life feels that the stage in Nanyang is too small, so he turned his attention to a wider stage!"

After making such a guess, he pondered for a while, and finally decided whether his guess was correct or not, he would first get the benefits of taking the sir from the fire.

Immediately returned to the headquarters of the Liming Son of the Holy See in Xiangbei City and issued an announcement:

"In view of the pious attitude of the churches in the first place of faith, the Holy Son made a great aspiration to eliminate evil for Nanyang.

From today on, all the believers of the Dawn Son are praying for 3 days, thanking the Son's great wishes and waiting for the miracle to happen."

These words are actually a small trick of missionary since ancient times. After seeing this announcement, believers will naturally think that this is the credit of the Son of Dawn if the adverse effects of the supernatural catastrophe really disappear in Southeast Asia.

If Zhang Jiao guessed wrongly, it can be said that the believers’ gratitude is not strong enough. When will it become strong enough, the Holy Son will naturally fulfill his ambition to eliminate evil for Nanyang.

At the same time, one of the best hotels on National Avenue in Yiyuan Rigodan City, Oasis Hotel, has a living room with a business suite on the 27th floor.

Zhang Jiao Yuqing's body, who had been in the same room with Li Binzhu and Song Yue for more than 30 hours, yawned and looked at Song Yue and asked, "Boss Song, haven't the National Museum called to lift the closure?"

Song Yue frowned with a haggard expression and said, "Don't talk nonsense, okay Xiaobao, my phone is always on the table, when did you watch me answer the phone?"

"Then are you going back to your room?" Zhang Jiao said weakly: "Last night, no, now it should be said that it was the night before yesterday.

When the night before yesterday, you came over to disturb people's dreams. Why bother?

Anyway, the National Museum has been closed urgently, and the inside and outside of the news is isolated, so we have no way of knowing..."

"I just don't know that why we have to get together to guess," Song Yue interrupted Zhang Jiao dissatisfiedly, "One person is short and two are smart, and three cobblers are the one Zhuge Liang."

It's your turn again, don't escape, tell me what your guess is this time?"

Zhang Jiao thought for a while and said listlessly: "What we can be sure of now is that a mysterious strong man stole a mysterious treasure in Ligodan City last night.

Whether it was the intentional swagger of the successful theft or the last resort, the scene was spectacular and a legendary strong man was killed in the end.

By the way, the second voice that spoke the night before yesterday was a little and old, boss, are you guessing it is a mythical character, right?"

"Yes, if you can use that mocking tone, the Monsoon Legend's Strongest Man must be a myth." Li Binzhu nodded and said.

"But the night before yesterday that dead ghost struck by lightning seemed to be just a legend..." Zhang Jiao thought for a while.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Binzhu in dissatisfaction, "What is the 'dead ghost struck by lightning'? Is there anyone who describes the legendary powerhouse like this?

Zhang Xiaobao, I find that you don’t respect strength at all. Being one of the extraordinary is a taboo.”

"I am giving it multiple blessings now. If you have hard steel, you can beat the primary legend with 3 punches. Why should you respect him?" Zhang Jiao was arrogant and thought of it. He felt a little successful. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, the surprise fermentation of half of the book "The Romance of the Gods" has continued until now, which makes him feel a little restless and angry, and his emotions are reflected in his colors.

Seeing Zhang Jiao's smiling expression, Li Binzhu couldn't help but feel angry when he was not sure about it, and gritted his teeth and said, "What's your expression? Do you have any objections to what I said?"

"No, it's very correct. Should we all respect strength?" Zhang Jiao said in a rattle like a shaking rattle: "I smile because I think mythical characters cannot appear so easily.

Could that person be more senior and powerful than the legendary man who had just broken through the night before yesterday, and the powerful legend?"

"I feel it is impossible. After all, things hurt their kind. No one cares about seniority or superbness," Li Binzhu shook his head and suddenly choked up, "But is it meaningful for us to talk about these things?

Zhang Xiaobao, everyone is brainstorming. If you want to be lazy and not use your brain, you can’t get through just talking nonsense. You should hurry up and get into the topic.”
Chapter completed!