Breaking through to the realm of the Nine Tribulations of the Dao God, Lu Zheng's own mana has reached the power of the Ten Dragons, which is already the same power as the Second Tribulation Void Immortal, plus the immortal weapon on Lu Zheng's body, even if it is the Five Tribulation Void Immortal, he can compete, but Lu Zheng still has a sense of crisis in his heart.

The opponent he faced this time was really terrifying.

"Father, Brother Lu, I think, otherwise I'd better go and take the assessment, if you have to face such a danger in order to send me to the wilderness, then it is better for me to break through it myself, this quota will be handed over to Brother Lu, and I will definitely be able to obtain greater benefits." Long Ling'er opened her mouth at this time, and she planned to participate in the assessment by herself.

Lu Zheng shook his head and said: "You don't understand my situation, even if you don't want this quota, I won't give this quota to anyone else, and even if you go to participate in the assessment, the things that come will still come, there is no way to avoid it, so don't worry, everything here will be handed over to us." ”

Lu Zheng is telling the truth, he has offended the entire fifty floors of the Tower of Babel, almost ninety percent of the forces, after they know their true identity, they will definitely not choose to reconcile with themselves, this time since there is a chance, why not send Long Ling'er in?

Moreover, Long Ling'er's strength Lu Zheng also knows that although it is not bad, even if he does not use the magic weapon, Lu Zheng himself is not an opponent, but in the face of many Tianjiao, such strength is still a little insufficient.

In other words, Long Ling'er is very likely to fail the assessment.

Not only Lu Zheng saw this matter, but even Long Xuankun saw it, otherwise he would not be so keen on this matter, and he would send Long Ling'er into the flood at all costs.

"Then Brother Lu, you can go in by yourself, you don't have to participate in the assessment, isn't it good to go in directly?" Long Ling'er said a little unwillingly.

Lu Zheng smiled bitterly: "You don't understand my situation, I have a lot of enemies, and now they are all in the wilderness, with my current little cultivation, once it passes, it will be self-defeating, at least I have to cultivate to the realm of virtual immortals, so that I can have the means to protect myself." ”

Lu Zheng naturally did not want to comfort Long Ling'er, but the things he had to face were really terrifying, not to mention anything else, just inviting the moon could already make Lu Zheng vigilant at all times.

Only when he has cultivated to the realm of the Void Immortal and relied on the law of the Void Immortal to operate the immortal weapon, can Lu Zheng escape from the hands of the Nine Tribulations Void Immortal, and it is only possible, as for what the specific situation looks like, we still have to see the play of the time.

Long Ling'er's argument was invalid, and in the end she could only nod her head in resignation, Lu Zheng smiled a little, rubbed Long Ling'er's hair, and said: "Everyone else is scrambling to go to the wilderness, you little girl, you still look dejected, if you are known by those old antiques, you will definitely be angry to death." ”

Long Ling'er laughed: "Brother Lu, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to cultivate, and when you enter the flood wilderness in the future, I will protect you." ”

"Haha...... It's good. Lu Zheng laughed, but the formation was ready.

Speaking of which, in fact, it was a very simple thing to lure Lu Zheng over, because this formation was originally created for him, but now that it has been replaced by Long Ling'er, there will naturally be some trouble.

Fortunately, Lu Zheng collected enough materials and arranged an earth-shattering array, which eliminated the hidden danger, but even so, this formation still has a big flaw, that is, from the beginning to the complete urging, it takes at least thirty breaths.

This doesn't sound like a long time, but for the Great Emperor, even if it is far away in the sky, it is only a few breaths of time to get here, and when the time comes, you can wipe out a piece by raising your hand.

"The arrow is on the line, and it has to be sent. Lu Zheng and Long Xuankun glanced at each other, and then let Long Ling'er enter the center of the formation.

The sixteen puppets roared angrily, and strange rune imprints emanated from their bodies, and there was even an aura of immortal dao laws, as if this was not an ordinary puppet in front of them, but sixteen powerful immortals.

In fact, only with such a power can the flood be able to tear apart, otherwise if only sixteen Five Tribulation Void Immortals form a formation, they can enter the flood wilderness, and I don't know how many strong people have entered it throughout the ages.

Buzz Buzz......

Sixteen pillars of light instantly rose into the sky, whether it was the first floor of the Tower of Babel or the hundredth floor of the Tower of Babel, they could be clearly seen.

Everyone was amazed, looking at the Falling God City, not knowing what was going on in this city.

Even the sleeping Nether Demon Lord opened his eyes: "This kid ......"

Far away on the eighty-third floor of the Tower of Babel, on a golden ancient tree, his golden eyes suddenly opened: "This is ...... The breath of the desolation, someone is trying to communicate with the remnants of the desolation, could it be...... Is that guy not going to work?"

When the voice was muttering to itself, the figure had become completely illusory, and it had obviously disappeared from here.

In addition to the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, there is also an old man in the Heavenly Demon Sect, and when his whole body breath moves, it is a feeling that the sky is falling apart, but it is a pity that he is so old that his own breath carries a sense of decay.

But he didn't care, as he walked by, everything on the ground was dying, withering, all the vitality in it was absorbed by him, and his strength was constantly increasing, but after a few breaths, his skin became full, and his hair turned black again, from an old man to a middle-aged man with a stunning appearance.

It's just that the rotten aura on his body has not decreased at all, but has become more intense.

Forcibly plundering his vitality can only temporarily restore him to his peak combat strength, but it is impossible to prolong his lifespan.

In fact, when they reached the realm of the Great Emperor, except for a few special medicines that could prolong their lives, everything else had no effect.

Moreover, these medicines can only be taken once by an emperor.

The powerhouse of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, and the Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Demon Sect, don't know how many years they have existed, even if the Great Emperor is immortal, their lives have come to an end, if they don't have the opportunity to enter the flood wilderness today, they will definitely not be born.

"Flood ...... It's right in front of me, I don't believe it, with my strength, with my talent, I can't be an immortal!" the golden-winged roc muttered to himself, and he had already come to the outside of the Fallen God City.

The sky began to rain drippingly, and in the end, raindrops that were already the size of a dragon's eye kept falling, and under such heavy rain, the entire Falling God City became hazy.

It stands to reason that in this case, everyone should be resting, but in the Falling God City, everyone is watching the situation of the City Lord's Mansion.

They had already guessed what exactly the City Lord's Mansion was going to do.

Flood!

This has become an obsession in almost everyone's hearts.

The golden-winged Dapeng stepped out in one step, and the whole person turned into a golden light, and he had already come to the outside of the city lord's mansion: "Xiaoyou, can you give me this quota for entering the flood wilderness, he will definitely be grateful to me for killing the god of golden-winged gods." ”

The golden-winged Dapeng did not go in directly to snatch it, after all, Lu Zheng was the person that Qingsang fancied, if he really killed Lu Zheng indiscriminately, even if he entered the flood wilderness in the future, he would inevitably face the terrifying Qingsang.

Others thought that Qingsang was a true immortal, but he knew that Qingsang's cultivation far surpassed that of a true immortal!

He is a figure who survived the First World War in ancient times, in that ancient era, the Golden-winged God Killer had seen too many true immortals, if he hadn't been born too late, he would have already become an immortal.

Of course, if he becomes an immortal, I am afraid that he will go to war in the first place and end up in a situation where he is shrouded in horse leather.

"Are you the ancestor of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan?" Lu Zheng was alone, flying out in the rain, facing the golden-winged god-killing gods, but without the slightest timidity.

"Yes, little friend, I'll ......" The Golden-winged God of Killing God nodded and hurriedly said.

Lu Zheng sneered and interrupted him: "Needless to say, if you still have an impression, you should know that in your family, there is a golden-winged Moro, but unfortunately, he has now been deprived of the Demon Emperor inheritance by you, and his life and death are still uncertain, you treat my sworn brother like this, and you still want me to send you to the flood wilderness today, it's just a fool's dream!"

The face of the golden-winged god changed, and he said: "Little friend, please listen to me, this matter has nothing to do with me, it is all done by other people in the family, since ancient times, I have been asleep, and I rarely wake up, and I don't know what they do." ”

Lu Zheng shook his head: "Needless to say, it doesn't matter who did it, the point is that it has been done, and there is no point in talking about other things." ”

Lu Zheng's words were resolute, not giving the Golden Winged God Killer any face, so that all the monks in the entire Falling God City were surprised, listening to the dialogue, everyone was afraid that they still thought that Lu Zheng was the Great Emperor, and the Golden Winged God Killing God was a weak Dao God monk.

Throughout the ages, he still dared to question an emperor like this, and this emperor had not yet made a move to completely wipe out Lu Zheng.

The golden-winged god killer was silent, and then looked at Lu Zheng, and the golden light in his golden eyes rushed into the sky, making the majestic rain completely stop.

In just a glance, the dark clouds that were still boundless just now have disappeared.

Then, the golden-winged god-killing hand stretched out, I don't know how many billions of miles it extended, through infinite time and space, and instantly returned to the eighty-three layers of the golden ancient tree, a few old men were meditating cross-legged at the moment, but they were caught by this hand unexpectedly, and the next moment they appeared, but they had already arrived outside the Falling God City.

What a great power this is? Everybody had a feeling of suffocation.

This is the Great Emperor, known as the pinnacle of humanity throughout the ages, and it is already the pinnacle that monks can reach, and one step further, that is the immortal!

"You, did you deliberately target the golden-winged Moro, deprive him of his creation, and give it to your descendants?" The golden-winged god-killing voice was cold, and there was a golden fire in his eyes, if it wasn't for his deliberate restraint of his breath, I'm afraid the entire Falling God City would have already turned into a ruin.

(End of chapter)