"Boom!"

With a thunderous sound, the gloomy sky was torn apart by a thunder dragon in an instant!

Underneath the building, like a path to hell, at the end of the dark and winding underground corridor is a prison made of the hardest materials in the world.

The broken waves are locked here......

On both sides of the wall of this promenade, there are oil lamps every two feet.

At this moment, the oil lamp suddenly brightened and dimmed, and the broken waves, which were tied to the cold iron chains all over his body, suddenly raised his head and looked at the pitch-black prison roof.

......

And in a certain pavilion above the prison, Xiongba also slowly opened his eyes!

He seemed to feel that in the heavenly prison dozens of feet under his feet, Broken Waves was looking up, so he suddenly sneered: "Broken Waves, he has come back, the old man needs you to help me and jointly eradicate him!

As he spoke, he slowly got up from his chair, looked at the scene outside the window, and said with a smile: "The old man has ruled the world for 80 years, and there are more than a million zombies under his command! Now he has gathered the skills of the immortal god, the emperor Shakti, the twelve frightened, and the absolute godless, and has devoured hundreds of thousands of zombie kings (heavenly immortals) with nameless exercises, and now he has become an emperor! If you help me, our father and son will work together, and we will definitely be able to eradicate him! He will truly become the master of this whole world!"

"Zombies are inhuman, let alone loyal?"

"Since Youruo died three years ago, the old man has only one relative like you, and now is the time for you to work for the old man, if you are still obsessed, although the old man can't bear it, he can only send the white-haired person to the black-haired person!"

His voice seemed to have some kind of magic, although he didn't even go out of the room, but it penetrated the ground dozens of feet and resounded in the ears of Broken Waves.

In the prison, the broken waves, who were chained by cold iron chains all over his body, laughed directly out loud as if he had heard a big joke after hearing Xiongba's words.

After a few breaths, he stopped laughing and sneered: "Xiongba, don't forget, who gave you everything you have now? Since the Lord can give you this, he naturally has the strength to take it away!"

"Although you broke free from the chains between Lord Jiang Fei and your master and servant, and swallowed the Heavenly Dao Consciousness, you are still a watchdog in the eyes of the Lord after all!"

In the pavilion dozens of feet above the prison, after hearing the words of the broken waves, the male lord laughed loudly, and then said: "This is why so many existences have been swallowed up by the old man, and even you have been locked in the heavenly prison! The old man has been rampant in the world for decades, if he always looks forward and backward, how can he create a world meeting? In these years, the reason why the old man has fallen silent is because he is trying to figure out everything about him!"

"The realm cultivation of the immortal god back then was still above the old man, but the old man only took three years to devour him!"

"After the twelve frightened zombies, the realm was also above the old man, but the old man also swallowed him!"

"Forty years ago, when the old man broke through the chain of master and servant with Jiang Fei, he saw from his memory that our master had encountered a crisis that was enough to make him fall!"

"Thirty years ago, Jiang Fei was asleep!"

"And now, the strength of our master is probably still in the Corpse Ancestor Realm!"

"Isn't the golden scale a thing in the pool, how can I be a tyrant and submit to people?"

When he said this, Xiongba's emotions calmed down, and he slowly shook his head and said: "The old man originally thought that you were also a good material to break the waves, but the old man looked away!"

After saying that, he ignored the waves and said anything more, and flew out of the window directly, landing on the high platform of the three-point teaching field in the blink of an eye.

On the stage, when the black-clothed young man saw Xiongba coming, he nodded slightly and said respectfully: "Father!"

"En......"

Xiongba nodded slightly, and then said with a kind smile: "Long Teng, in the years that the old man has been away, you have handled things in an orderly manner, and your strength has also improved the Zombie King Realm, now, it is time for you and my father and son to work together!"

As early as thirty years ago, when Xiongba found out that Broken Lang had two hearts, he resurrected the god catcher who died eighty years ago, tampered with his memories, and carefully cultivated him.

At this time, after hearing what Xiongba said, the god catcher nodded lightly with an expressionless face, and then raised his head with Xiongba and looked at the sea of clouds that had been torn apart by the thunder dragon before.

At this time, it was only a few minutes before the thunder sounded. But the sun has illuminated this gloomy world.

During this period, one after another terrifying figures also flew out from various places in the Tianxia Association and landed on the three-point teaching field.

And the disciples of the Tianxia Society, who were scattered all over the Shenzhou Continent, also seemed to have received some notice, and at this moment, they all put down the things in their hands and flew towards the Tianxia Society at the fastest speed.

As the number of zombies on the three-point teaching field gradually increased, where the sea of clouds was torn, a familiar figure finally appeared.

After seeing Li Qing's figure, Xiongba's heart was inexplicably flustered.

It's just that he quickly forcibly suppressed this panic, and said secretly with gloomy eyes: "The matter has come to this, even if the 750,000 zombie kings that the old man has cultivated over the years are buried today, he must be left behind! Otherwise, as long as he sees the broken waves, the old man's forty years of planning will be in vain!"

After thinking of this, Xiongba gave Long Teng a look, and then the father and son knelt down together and said respectfully: "We welcome the return of the Lord!"

After they finished speaking, the millions of zombies in the three-point sect also knelt on the ground and shouted coldly: "Wait, welcome the return of the Lord!"

Their voices were extremely loud, and in an instant, they resounded all around, and even echoed in the sky.

Li Qing, who was falling, after hearing these shouts, the gloom in his heart that had been accidentally calculated by the stiff mind also faded a little.

Then a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and quickly landed on the platform where there was only a male father and son.

At this moment, in the distance, a zombie from the Zombie King Realm carried a golden dragon chair, quickly came to the platform, knelt on the ground, and said coldly: "Please take a seat!"

After Li Qing glanced at him, the smile on his face was even worse, and he smiled at Xiongba: "Yes, you didn't disappoint this seat, and you actually cultivated so many zombie kings!"

With that, he slowly turned around and sat down on the dragon chair.

At this moment, Xiongba bowed forward, revealing a trembling look, and said to Li Qing: "Lord Qiqi, thirty years ago, the immortal god rebelled together with the broken waves, and even his subordinates were kept in the dark, almost burying the lord's eternal plan!"

Li Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Xiongba, and a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes.

It's just that the hero is bowing his head, so he doesn't see it.

At the same time, Long Teng looked at the dense zombies under the stage and nodded slightly.

In an instant, a dense zombie king suddenly flew up from under the platform, and he flew towards Li Qing with a hideous face!