These god kings who came at this moment were just projections, how could they be the opponents of the Heavenly King? Li Ruikong made a flat move, killing at will, and in a few breaths, the world was already calm.

This time, everyone saw hope, an invincible strong man, in the heavens and all worlds, silently guarding the world.

Everyone thought of the previous scene again, Li Ruikong exchanged his infinite lifespan for the peak combat power in an instant, as long as this battle came to an end, that is, when Li Ruikong fell.

In other words, he has already fallen, but he has retained a little remnant of knowledge by means of defying the sky, and after hundreds of millions of years of recovery, he has barely reached the previous point, and he could have been completely resurrected, but this time he was born, and his hope has been extinct.

Li Ruikong was calm, without the slightest sadness: "The Protoss is coming again, but unfortunately, I can't drag my remnants to fight, since this is the case, it is not as good as the glory of death." ”

As he spoke, Li Rui made a vacant hand and slammed directly at the Divine Emperor Bell.

What kind of scene is this? It is the magic weapon of the God Emperor, the existence known as the master of the fairy world, even if he is not here, just a bell, no one dares to act rashly.

"Dang!"

Li Ruikong slapped his palm on the big bell, and immediately shook the bell violently, and then, a trace of blood mist was extracted by Li Ruikong and integrated into his body.

His strength became stronger, more incredible, his eyes flickered, and he shot again, and the sound of the bell rang almost throughout the sky.

Li Ruikong...... Is the Li family a strong man?" Lu Zheng pondered, looking at Li Ruikong's figure, no matter what, the other party was a person who shed blood for the flood.

In the end, Li Ruikong even spewed out a mouthful of flames, looking at his appearance, he actually wanted to refine this bell.

Everyone felt excited, this Li Ruikong was too strong, he was born out of thin air, and directly killed the God King, and even the God Emperor Bell had to be refined at this moment.

However, even if the Divine Emperor Bell was suppressed by the rules, it was the Divine Emperor's magic weapon after all, and it began to tremble violently at this moment, and in the end, it directly opened a black hole to escape from it.

Li Ruikong's eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Okay, good, good, today I want to see where you can escape, I just go to the immortal realm with you and kill a few real god kings!"

Li Ruikong was arrogant, his figure moved, and he directly entered the Divine Emperor Bell, and he was about to disappear.

Lu Zheng was cold all over, and he felt a chill inexplicably, and hurriedly shouted angrily: "Nether Demon Lord senior, stop him!"

Everyone felt unbelievable, and they didn't know who was roaring like this, and actually asked the Nether Demon Lord to stop a meritorious person.

"Who's talking? Could it be that there is something wrong with the brain?" someone said disdainfully, but the next moment he was dumbfounded.

Because at the moment when that voice sounded, the Nether Demon Lord actually made a move, and the Yellow Spring Spear in his hand stabbed and stirred up chaos, but it had no effect.

After the Divine Emperor Bell disappeared, the passage had been closed, and although the Yellow Spring Spear stabbed through, it was stopped by the terrifying power of the rules, almost breaking the Yellow Spring Spear completely.

The Nether Demon Lord took a few steps back, blood spitting out of his mouth, and his gaze contained a monstrous hatred.

"This ...... What the hell is going on?" Everyone was stunned, didn't Li Ruikong go to the Immortal Realm to kill the Protoss? Why did the Netherworld Demon Lord have such an expression?

"Could it be that the Netherworld Demon Lord also wanted to enter the Immortal Realm, but he missed the opportunity, so that's why it's like this?"

"Nonsense, the Netherworld Demon Lord is the true guardian of my heavens and all worlds, and you haven't seen the scene of a person fighting the God King before, killing people and punishing the heart, if you say such a thing, won't you feel guilty in your heart?" The old man on the side drank coldly, and his whole body trembled with anger.

But he said that the Netherworld Demon Lord was just a calm step, not paying attention to what others said, and had disappeared into the void.

But he didn't return to the temple on the hundredth floor, but came to the secret room where Lu Zheng was retreating: "I know, you know, you can't say." ”

The Nether Demon Lord didn't talk too much nonsense, just said these nine words, and then recondensed the Demon Emperor's scepter and handed it to Lu Zheng.

"You know...... I know that all beings in the heavens will know sooner or later, and the reason why they are hiding it is because they are afraid that they will despair?" Lu Zheng muttered to himself, feeling depressed.

Looking at the people outside who were completely unaware, Lu Zheng had an indescribable feeling in his heart, the heavens and all the worlds ...... Is there really no hope in the desolate world?

Because there is no hope, it is necessary to conceal it, and would rather let them be ignorant?

Lu Zheng was silent.

But he didn't despair, even if all the Heavenly Divine Clans stood in front of Lu Zheng, he wouldn't despair.

Lu Zheng did not continue the retreat, but walked out of the secret room, left the Falling God City, and left the fiftieth floor of the Tower of Babel.

He traveled to a higher level, and he needed to ...... More time.

He basically didn't lack resources anymore, and the immortal aura absorbed by the World Tree was enough for him to cultivate, but for him now, he just lacked enough time.

51st and 52nd floors......

Lu Zheng's footsteps did not stop, even if he reached the sixty-second floor, he still did not stop, he went all the way and came to the eighty-third floor!

The layer on which the Golden-Winged Roc clan is located.

Along the way, Lu Zheng was lonely, with no one to accompany him, even if he knew some people at other levels, it was difficult to keep up with him in the end.

"Here...... Maybe. Lu Zheng pondered, muttered to himself, and then found a place to start his retreat.

It's just that it is an extremely difficult thing to induce the Thunder Tribulation, refine the realm, and thus advance to the realm of the Cave Heaven.

Dongtian, strictly speaking, is not a realm at all, but throughout the ages, there have been countless Tianjiao who have fallen in front of Dongtian.

It is precisely because it is not a realm that it is difficult to trigger the Thunder Tribulation, and without the Thunder Tribulation, the Cave Heaven cannot be formed, which is like falling into a dead end.

Lu Zheng opened his eyes, he had been in retreat on the eighty-third floor for eleven years, but he didn't gain anything, and he seemed to have fallen into a dead end, a bottleneck period of cultivation.

And just as he was practicing, the selection that everyone was looking forward to really began.

Lu Zheng still didn't choose to participate, but this time, the Netherworld Demon Lord came to look for him in person and told Lu Zheng that he must participate, because this time the selection was carried out on a broken fragment of the ancient flood desolation, among which there were not only the powerhouses of the heavens and ten thousand realms, but even the monks in the desolate realm, all of whom were competing for the opportunity to enter the desolate academy.

This made Lu Zheng a little moved, not because of the Flood Desolation Academy, but because of the Tianjiao of the Flood Desolation Remnant Realm.

He is now in a very awkward position, either the opponent is too strong, or the opponent is too weak, and he can't find a master of the same era at all, maybe only the creatures who have grown up in the Flood Desolation Remnant Realm can compete with him.

"Before that, I should probably go to the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan to take a look, legend has it that the Golden Ancient Tree of the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan used to be a branch of the World Tree, if I can get it and integrate it into my World Tree, I'm afraid I can achieve the Cave Heaven in an instant. Lu Zheng laughed, and then crushed a jade plate, and in just a few breaths, the Colorful Emperor and the demon came one after another.

"Lu Zheng, what do you want to do?" the Colorful Emperor asked.

"What I want to do, you must have guessed it, and I don't need to say too much. Lu Zheng said lightly: "I don't want the life of the Golden Winged God Killer, it's just that the matter of that day, he must give me an explanation, otherwise after so many days, he really thinks I have forgotten?"

"This ......" The Colorful Emperor and the demon looked at each other, a little reluctant, they were not willing to be the enemy of the Golden-winged God Killer because of Lu Zheng, after all, they were all Emperors, who would be weaker than whom?

Lu Zheng looked at these two people, knowing that they were unreliable, and with a wave of his hand, three hundred pieces of immortal Dao rule crystals appeared in front of everyone: "Two, I have done my best for your affairs, what's the matter?

"That's it, the two of us will accompany you on a trip, and I don't dare to say anything to the golden-winged god-killing god. The Colorful Emperor gritted his teeth and said to Lu Zheng, and then a colorful passage appeared under his feet, he and Lu Zheng stepped on the passage, disappeared in an instant, and the next moment they appeared, and they had already arrived in a more mysterious place.

In the distance, the golden ancient tree swayed, exuding a strong breath of vitality, on this golden ancient tree, even if they didn't practice, ordinary people could live for thousands of years!

"This is the essence of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, the Golden Ancient Tree...... If I can get the Golden Ancient Tree......" The Colorful Emperor's eyes flickered, their family ancestors had the idea of the Golden Ancient Tree, but the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan was too strong, so that they eventually failed, otherwise, if they really got the Golden Ancient Tree, maybe it was really possible to cultivate the True World Tree.

Lu Zheng looked at the Golden Ancient Tree, his eyes were a little hot, this was a branch on the World Tree, which was directly broken by the ancestor of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan and turned into a Golden Ancient Tree.

Although it is only a branch, it is taller than Shenyue, and here in Lu Zheng, he can only see the main body of the golden ancient tree, and he can't see the top at all, and its crown seems to have grown into an endless void.

"It's a pity that this golden ancient tree has also suffered a catastrophe, its vitality has been destroyed, and now everything is instinct, otherwise the branches of this World Tree are the most likely to grow into the existence of the World Tree. The demon licked his lips and looked at the golden ancient tree greedily, it is conceivable that if it weren't for the golden-winged god-killing guard, this golden ancient tree would have been snatched by these two greedy emperors.

(End of chapter)