In his previous life, Wang Zheng had been curious, how did the demon clan reproduce? Just like the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess, who gave birth to a red child, what the hell is the little doll of the Mighty Demon Bull or the Asura Clan?

It wasn't until he came to this world, as his cultivation gradually became higher, that Wang Zheng understood how the demon clan reproduced.

Ordinary demon race, once transformed, then the reproductive isolation with other demon races will disappear, after all, although everyone is a different race, but they are the same Dao body.

In this case, for the demon clan with the same bloodline strength, what is born is a humanoid demon with the same Dao body, and the power inherited from both parents is lurking in the depths of this newborn's bloodline, waiting for him to discover.

For example, the dragon race, the power of their bloodline is too strong, so the offspring born to them and other races are often the image of the nine sons of the dragon, with many dragon characteristics.

And the coward is an ordinary half-blood demon clan, because his parents are shape-shifting monsters, he was born with a half-shape-shaped Dao body.

But also because his parents are not strong, the coward is completely like a rabbit girl......

The blood-red eyes were like rubies, and a short snow-white tail on the ass was shaking and shaking, and at this moment he was excited, and the pair of rabbit ears on his head were all propped up.

"I saw the Fighting Saint Emperor!"

The little rabbit coward ran from the head of the village to the end of the village, repeating this sentence over and over again, his voice full of children's shows off and the incomprehensible expectations of others.

The children of the demon clan are basically free-range, and as long as there is no danger to their lives, parents don't bother to care. is like Yan Ruyu at the beginning, who was thrown hundreds of millions of miles away by his own mother when he was fine.

Therefore, the cries of the cowards did not attract the attention of any adult demon clan, and most of them were just regarded as childish words.

"Fighting the Holy Emperor...... Oops!"

At the shout, the coward tripped over a stout leg and rolled on the ground several times, and then the coward looked tearfully towards the place where he was laughing.

I saw a group of demons who were the same as him, but their qi and blood and demon qi were obviously stronger, and he was more than one grade of demons together, looking at the embarrassed appearance of the coward.

"Fighting the Holy Emperor?haha, that's just a deceptive legend. Where is there any Fighting Saint Emperor?!"

"That's it, only such a coward will take the legend seriously, hahaha!"

A group of demon bear children are also the same, taking pleasure in bullying cowards and trampling on his fantasies unscrupulously.

But this time, the coward's face did not show any timidity, but looked at them stubbornly: "The Fighting Saint Emperor really exists, Director Wang will not deceive people!"

"Director Wang, haha, Shizun is still my master!"

The eldest demon had a hideous face, and he overthrew the stubborn but much thinner coward with a stubborn face.

"Fighting the Holy Emperor?hehe! The little master is the Fighting Holy Emperor!" a lean little demon sneered.

They just like to see this coward like a girl with hazy eyes, and every time they see him like this, a kind of power rises in their hearts.

This time, however, they were disappointed, and although the coward's eyes were uncontrollably filled with tears, his eyes were unusually determined, and his tone was more serious than ever:

"The Fighting Saint Emperor really exists! I just saw him on TV! If he knew that you were so bad, he would definitely kill you!"

The coward's rainbow-like momentum calmed everyone, and it also surprised many adult demon clans who looked here.

But the next moment, like a frightened rabbit, the coward ran away. A moment later, a loud and small voice full of mockery rang out so unscrupulously.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, the coward has become smarter. ”

"Hmph, when I see him next time, I must teach him a good lesson!"

All the juvenile demons reacted differently to the cowards, and the adult demons all shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

But in a moment's effort, the coward ran back, panting, holding his own television, and the picture projected by the television was suspended above his head.

In the picture, the golden armor monkey fights the heavens and the earth!

"Look, this is the Fighting Saint Emperor, this is the Fighting Saint Emperor that the Hundred Colleges of Pulpit will talk about again!"

As if in response to the coward's words, the fantasy picture disappeared, and the camera cut to the live broadcast room, where the picture of Wang Zheng and a group of big demons sitting together was displayed in front of everyone.

"This is the Fighting Saint Emperor, the power to make the immortal world fearful with his own strength. It's a pity that with such an existence, his name has been forgotten by many.

But fortunately, today we have invited the only heir of the Fighting Holy Emperor and the generals he once commanded. And this Holy Prince, everyone is also familiar with, it is the one who plays the Holy Prince in the sky. ”

The camera generally cuts to the Holy Emperor, and the Holy Emperor also cooperates with a wry smile: "Yes, I didn't expect that after my father was suppressed by Shizun, his deeds that shook the world were also wiped out by time." ”

Wang Zheng smiled and said with relief:

"Time is the most ferocious heavenly tribulation, even the Holy Emperor's predecessors are drowned in time after all. However, for the monks who knew what the Holy Emperor's predecessors had done in their lives, they were full of admiration for the Holy Emperor's life. In the life of the Holy Emperor, he did whatever he wanted, and for the sake of freedom, he even dared to rise up and fight the sky!"

Then Wang Zheng looked at the demon saints: "The Holy Emperor fell into a deep sleep early, and he may not know the tragedy of the battle of Cutting Heaven. But these are the veterans who survived the battle of Cutting the Sky that year. ”

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Unconsciously, Wang Zheng's profound hosting skills attracted everyone's attention, even those bear children, and they forgot to bully cowards. In the same tribe, those demon clans who had listened to the Fighting Saint Emperor as a legend since they were children also subconsciously came over.

Unconsciously, more and more people gathered, and every demon clan looked solemn.

The Hundred Pulpits will not be faked, and the Fighting Saint Emperor really exists!

Under the guidance of Wang Zheng, the Great Sage of the Demon Clan and the Holy Emperor continued to share, and with the vivid fantasy, the Demon Clan present seemed to have a string in their hearts touched.

It turns out that the legendary Fighting Saint Emperor, he really exists! He is really the same as in the legend, making every demon clan worship and proud!

Everything has to be silent, and there is even an atmosphere of invisible moving and shocking. The coward looked around curiously, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off the illusion of the Fighting Saint Emperor.

He clenched his little fists and said to himself in his heart:

"I also want to be like the Fighting Saint Emperor, a great hero who is in the spotlight! Xue Yueqing can be a red dust fairy in the sky, and I am also a rabbit, so can I!"

The eyes of the coward, unprecedentedly firm.