The lantern then quickly disappeared in the Zhou camp in the night, and after a short time, he came to the outside of the camp of the Chaoge army, only to see that the lights were also bright inside, and a group of Yin Shang generals or sectarian immortals were drinking and having fun.

I only heard the Wen Taishi who was sitting in the first place raise his glass and smiled: "All the Heavenly Monarchs are here to help, Wen Zhong is grateful. It's just that I don't know what Uncle Zhao Gongming can do?"

Zhao Tianjun thought for a while: "Master Taishi doesn't have to be anxious, Zhao Daoyou is already on the way, but the dojo is far away, I'm afraid I can get there tomorrow." ”

Wen Zhong nodded when he heard this, and the power of the sect of interception gradually came out of the mountain.

"On the way?" the lantern in the sky thought for a moment, and galloped directly towards the east.

Qingyuan Mountain, Zhao Gongming rode a black tiger, just fell from the cloud head to this mountain, and patted the black tiger's head: "Xiao Hei, let's go and rest, this is still a long distance from the merchant army." As he spoke, there were three beads in his hand, a picture of the style of a landlord.

"Master, can you stop the bead in your hand from turning all the time..."Xiao Hei was speechless about his master's nouveau riche general surname.

Zhao Gongming cut a sound, took out three beads from his arms, and put them on the other hand, this time it was all over, counting, with a string of night pearl-like beads on his neck, there were eighteen in total, three in one hand in two hands, and twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads became the identity symbol of Zhao Cai.

But he said that the burning lamp traveled all the way, and soon flew to the sky above Qingyuan Mountain, leaned over to see, a man and a beast were just below there! That Zhao Gongming's fat body, with twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads, plus this guy doesn't like to wear Taoist robes, but instead has a rich outfit with a flowing treasure, he is directly the appearance of a rich man, and he doesn't look like a master at all!

"Hmph! just like this, where is it worthy of the innate spirit treasure of Dinghai Shenzhu!" Burning the lamp looked at Zhao Gongming with envy and hatred, and Zhang Zilong, who secretly followed him, rolled his eyes, you look like a poor ghost, not to mention worthy of that baby...

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Zhao Gongming is polite. Zhao Gongming, who was resting, suddenly heard an old voice behind him, and turned around to look: Where is this old Taoist priest from the slums?

"This... I said the poor ghost on the other side, which pit did you come out of?" Zhao Gongming disdains to have an intersection with these poor clanging monks, so he seems to be very tasteless, doesn't he?

Randeng's eyebrows jumped wildly when he heard this, how could he be regarded as a senior figure in the Three Sects, right? Zhao Gongming dared to humiliate himself like this, so if he killed him, there would be nothing to say all over the world, right?

restrained his smile: "Zhao Daoyou behaved like this, but it was inappropriate... The poor Dao is the deputy sect leader of the Sect, and the person who burns the lamp Dao..."After a pause, he opened his mouth again, but Zhang Zilong and Zhao Gongming in the dark almost vomited blood: "Since you are not a virtuous person, and those twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads are related to the Poor Dao, and now Daoist friends hand over the magic weapon, and we will have this cause and effect..."

Zhao Gongming's hands were dripping with beads, but the cold glow in his eyes was great, the three sects of Xuanmen were just different in doctrine, and when they were gods, they relied on their own means, and the core disciples would not hurt each other's lives, but the Western Sect was in the list of their joint killings, squinting his eyes, this lamp-burning deputy sect leader, it seems that it has a lot to do with the Western Sect!

Burning the lamp has been isolated for many years, where will we know how sensitive the people of the three religions are to the classic and shameless words of the Western religion.

"Oh, where is the rich man not worthy of Dinghaizhu?" Zhao Gongming's small eyes narrowed, the cold light flashed inside, and he was dressed in rich clothes without wind.

Burning the lamp showed anger on his face, and said in his heart: It's just to give you a step down, since you are looking for death, you are not welcome to be poor!

Thinking about it, his hand flashed, and the only two innate spirit treasure measuring rulers of the impoverished ancient gods appeared! I saw that the golden ruler carried the mana of the quasi-saint powerhouse, and slashed at the rich man Zhao with a thunderbolt!

"NND, let you see how powerful this rich man is, and also remove a scourge for the primordial master!" Zhao Gongming was not in a hurry, and the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls rolled up with the mana of the twenty-four heavens, and smashed the measuring ruler back.

After breaking the measuring ruler, Dinghaizhu castrated unchanged, and the one who split his head and covered his face attacked the frightened lantern burning man.

Zhang Zilong smiled lightly: "It seems that this desolate world is not much different from the anime saint seiya of the small island country, I used to think that the saint seiya is just a journey of five friends looking for good clothes, but now it seems that the desolate world is just a process of more otaku looking for good equipment." ”

However, he couldn't watch the burning lamp die here, and with a shake of the god-killing spear in his hand, Zhao Gongming's attack carrying the mana of the twenty-four heavens was swept back by him lightly.

Zhao Gongming caught the magic weapon and looked at Zhang Zilong who suddenly appeared suspiciously.

"Brother Yulong, don't come unharmed, why are you..."

Zhang Zilong interrupted Zhao Gongming's words: "Rich Master Zhao is polite, brother, I apologize to you for this lamp, but as a disciple of the Sect, you can't watch your own deputy sect leader die in your hands." After that, he also made a color to Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming smiled understandingly, and nodded that the two could leave.

After Randen escaped from the death line, he gasped violently, saw Zhang Zilong by his side, and just wanted to be angry, and asked Zhang Zilong why he didn't help him take down Zhao Gongming, but he was frightened by the prince's cold eyes, followed him with his head down, and turned back to Zhou Ying.

After Zhao Gongming saw the two leave, he put on his beads, rode on the black tiger, and flew towards the Yin Shang army, but muttered in his heart: The rich man didn't mess with anyone? Why did Brother Yulong say that the demon saint Nuwa also wanted to kill himself, plus the two in the west, there are enough three saints to calculate the rich man... Hiss... Isn't this rich man usually too ostentatious?

I looked down at my dress, uh, let's not talk about the Dinghai Divine Bead, just one is a primary innate spirit treasure, and the twenty-four are added together... I can't imagine. In addition, the clothes on his body are also innate spirit treasure level treasure clothes, and the black tiger sitting down is also an ancient beast, and there are countless elixir fairy grass gods and horses in the gourd on his waist...

After half a ring, Zhao Gongming nodded firmly: It seems that you will have to pretend to be poor in the future! !

So the God of Wealth in later generations, every time he saw someone else, the first thing he said was to cry: This year's harvest is not good, and I have no surplus food at home... Life is miserable!!

Splendid sky, Wa Palace.

Nuwa looked at the Prince Lu Press, who had recovered as before, and even cultivated to break through to the quasi-saint, and felt a lot of emotion for a while. After Zhang Zilong returned Lu Zhuan's flesh, Lu Zhuan, who had cultivated the golden body of the Yuan Shen for many years, slashed out the two corpses of good and evil in one fell swoop with the help of ** and the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife in his hand, and achieved the cultivation of the mid-stage of the quasi-saint!

Back then, the two Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Clan, each of them was a peerless powerhouse at the sub-saint level, leading countless Demon Clans to dominate the wilderness, and now although the Demon Clan is in decline, fortunately, she still has the support of her own saint, but she is a woman after all, women have not been as strong as men since ancient times, and the Demon Clan needs a new emperor to come out and lead them!

Lu Press, in her opinion, is enough to be a qualified emperor!

"Lu Pressure, you are going to the flood wilderness, the most important thing is to help people explain the two sects to defeat the power of the sect, don't be emotional, now that the two religions are powerful, my demon clan will rely on them a lot in the future..."

Lu Jian chuckled: "Niangniang is too worried, Xiao Shi knows the severity." The magnificent and atmospheric imperial demeanor made Nuwa very pleased, but Nuwa didn't notice the cold killing intent in the depths of Lu Quan's eyes.

Lu Jian said goodbye to Nuwa and flew towards the flood wilderness.

In the Western Elysium, the moment Zhun Ti appeared in the desolate world at Lu Press, he met and smiled: "I said that the Buddha is about to return to his place." (There are two more shifts tonight, and they will definitely be completed at twelve o'clock)