Heaven's Last Big Boss

If there is any serious trouble in the Futian League, it is naturally the Jietian Sect.

The essence of monsters is a mess, and Jietianjiao, which controls and influences these monsters behind the scenes, is the real opponent of Futian League.

Although Wang Shan and Jie Tianjiao had no positive intersection, he was also appointed as the deputy leader by Jietian Jiao, and Wang Shan played a key role in Yang Jian's ability to break into the Heavenly Court.

He is the head of the five hundred spiritual officials and the number one protector of Taoism, yet he chooses to support Yang Jian.

"Emperor!"

An old fairy said anxiously: "Wang Shan is going here, I'm afraid it will be bad for Emperor Qinghua!"

"The Great Heavenly Venerable regarded Wang Shan so highly back then, and finally raised a white-eyed wolf!"

"What's the use of talking about it now? I still have to think about how to save Emperor Qinghua...I'm afraid I can only ask the emperor to take action."

Emperor Ziwei blinked: "I can stop Wang Shan with my shot, but I can't stay in Blue Star forever."

The immortals were taken aback when they heard this.

Emperor Ziwei, what does this mean...?

As the saying goes, the king's heart is hard to figure out.

Previously, Emperor Ziwei took the initiative to let the virtuous, and he also made a decision to abdicate automatically when Emperor Qinghua was reincarnated as a golden fairy... Could it be that Emperor Ziwei was just putting on a show, and actually didn't want Emperor Qinghua to be reincarnated as a golden immortal? To Jinxian?

The thoughts of the immortals in the hall turned rapidly.

All these old gods seem to have seven or eight acupuncture points in their hearts.

Emperor Ziwei chuckled, leaning his body to the left, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingers.

He said slowly: "Wang Shan's going to Blue Star may not necessarily be to kill Emperor Hua."

"Report to the Emperor," Marshal Clairvoyance walked a few quick steps to the side, clasped his fists, and said, "Wang Shan has entered the range of the blue star, and is rushing towards the reincarnation of Emperor Qinghua."

Emperor Ziwei's smile gradually subsided.

He stood up, with a long sword slung across his waist, and walked around frowning in front of the desk.

The next moment, Emperor Ziwei raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and his figure disappeared with a whoosh.

All the officials in the hall were silent, but there was not much doubt in their hearts.

……

crackle!

A spark jumped out of the burning dry wood, and the light of the fire reflected the bleak and serious four-sided face.

The figure of this middle-aged man looks a little thin from a distance.

He was sitting in the forest glade by the lake, staring at the dancing flames in front of him, as if he had something on his mind, as if his sharpened chin was covered with prickly beard stubble.

A pair of brown pupils reflected the constantly rising flames, but no divine light could be caught in them.

The black robe he was wearing was already a bit tattered, with a little dirt on the hem, and a few scratches on his ribs, exposing the blood-stained inner collar.

The man sat here for half an hour before he was spotted by the patrolling immortal with his naked eyes.

Not long after, with him as the dot, figures in the air, underground, and on the surface of the bushes, either displaying supernatural powers or controlling magic weapons, came galloping one after another, and quickly built an encirclement circle.

Wang Shan didn't even lift his eyelids, but just waited quietly.

He seems to have problems that he can't figure out, problems that he can't think clearly, and he is burdened with too many things that he shouldn't be burdened with.

He was silent.

He is waiting.

In silence, he guarded the pile of bonfires lit at the junction of the lake and the woods, waiting for the people he met to come over.

The immortals of the Futian League who were several thousand meters away from him were full of nervousness, showing the appearance of a great enemy.

Several Golden Immortals of Futian League looked at each other, whispered a few words in secret, connected with each other, and approached together.

The middle-aged man sitting in front of the campfire raised his eyelids slightly.

hum-

Several golden fairies froze in place.

Their line of sight, sense of immortality, and the world they observed and explored strangely turned into pitch blackness!

An unspeakable coercion enveloped them, as if there was an endless tide of blood surging under the darkness; and they were like a few ants, who would be crushed by the giant feet that stepped on them from nowhere at any time!

The man in front of the bonfire had half-lidded eyes, and continued to stare blankly at the fire in front of him.

The few golden fairies backed away and returned to the outer formation, their faces livid and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

This is……

Half-step luck!

"Hurry up and protect the emperor to leave."

"General Yinhu has already gone to Emperor Qinghua's side. If Wang Shan makes any changes later, we will try our best to stop him."

"Well, it may be delayed for a while by relying on the formation."

A fairy sent a voice to remind: "Isn't he the one who taught this formation?"

All the immortals here are speechless.

……

"Dutian Great Lingguan?"

In the team villa.

Zhou Zheng looked northwest, and then at the anxious General Yinhu in front of him.

In his impression, this god general of the Siberian tiger has both the bravery of being invincible, and the calmness of planning a thousand miles; even in the battle where Baiju Jianxian sacrificed, this god general has never been so anxious.

On the side, Li Zhiyong kept sliding the screen of his mobile phone, and quickly introduced:

"According to the information I found, Wang Shan is the head of the five hundred spiritual officials in the Heavenly Court. Before the disaster of Journey to the West, he had become the top warrior in the Heavenly Court. He fought against Monkey King who jumped out of the gossip furnace, and blocked Monkey King from the Tongming Palace.

"He is good at using thunder and wooden whips, has thunder techniques, is capable of hand-to-hand combat, and has excellent formations and talismans. He was also named the number one protector of the Taoist sect, and he was also instructed by the old gentleman. His idols are guarded in almost all Taoist temples. among.

"It stands to reason that Wang Shanben is a close minister of the Great Heavenly Venerable, and he is the most respected by the Great Heavenly Lord. For some reason, in the Heavenly Court War more than 300 years ago, he joined hands with Yang Jian and broke through the Nantian Gate.

"Now he is the deputy leader of Jietian Sect, but like Xiaotiangou's deputy leader, he was actively sealed by Jietian Sect."

Zhou Zheng gave a thumbs up.

Yinhu sternly said: "Dijun, I will protect you from Blue Star right now. If Wang Lingguan really calls here! Even if our twelve zodiac signs are all here, I'm afraid we won't be able to protect Dijun!"

Zhou Zheng shook his head slightly: "The old gentleman said that the day I leave Blue Star is the day when the catastrophe will be in full operation... Can't we stop him with big formations and battle formations?"

"Oh," Yinhu sighed slightly, "You don't know the bravery of Wang Lingguan!"

Xiao Sheng, with panda eye circles and a face swollen into a pig's head, said:

"When Wang Lingguan fought Sun Wukong, it was not long after he ascended to heaven, and his strength had not yet reached its peak.

"But 300 years ago... At that time, the Heavenly Court had placed their hopes on him to resist Yang Jian. He fought Yang Jian head-on three times, and blocked Yang Jian from the Nantian Gate the first two times.

"The third time I don't know why, but I joined forces with Yang Jian."

Zhou Zheng fell into deep thought, and said again: "Then what do you think he is sitting by the lake not far from me for?"

Several people in the villa froze.

Xiao Sheng murmured: "He is waiting for you, the monitor, to go over by yourself?"

"Well," Zhou Zheng said, "If Wang Shan came to kill me, then he should be in front of me by now. According to his strength described by everyone, the formation here and our own masters are completely unable to stop him."

Everyone nodded.

Zhou Zheng carefully analyzed the various results, and said slowly:

"If I run away directly, there is a high probability that I will be hit by his thunder.

"Just go and see him.

"Anyway, the matter has come to this point, the worst result is to be killed by him, why not try to fight for life? At least this way is still a bit dignified."

In the last half sentence, he wanted to enliven the atmosphere, just joking.

But it was obvious that this joke had no effect; the expressions of the members of the team were still serious and dignified, and the kitten in the corner had a deathly look on his face.

Li Zhiyong frowned and said, "This is really unstable."

"Yes," Yue Wushuang whispered with his hands wrapped in bandages, "If he is looking for the squad leader, how can we send it to the door by ourselves?"

"No, it's more stable this way."

Zhou Zheng shook his head:

"If he doesn't take the initiative to move forward, it means that there is still a turning point in this matter... Take a step back and say, how likely is it that Yinhu God will take me away? How long will it take for the top experts of the Futian League to come to support me?"

God General Yinhu murmured for a few moments: "The certainty of taking the emperor to escape is actually less than [-]%... To say [-]% is because I am flattering myself, so it is barely [-]%."

"Then why run away?"

Zhou Zheng casually took out a magical trench coat from his wrist, draped it on his body chicly, and lightly shook the collar a few times.

"Troublesome Yin Tiger God will send me there. When Xiaoyu asks, Wushuang will help me to send a message to Xiaoyu, telling her that there is nothing wrong with me, and let her not worry."

"But... okay monitor."

Several people looked worried.

General Yinhu did not hesitate much. ——Anyway, it was the emperor's own order, and he was just carrying out the emperor's order.

After a while, a white cloud left the villa and floated towards the lake not far away.

Zhou Zheng's phone vibrated continuously. He took it out and glanced at it. It was Xiaoyu who said that she was coming back with the two instructors, Bingning and Xiaoyue.

The night is just right, the moon is shining, and the lake looks like the belly of a big fish.

"Emperor," said Yinhu Divine General, "I'll accompany you there."

"No need," Zhou Zheng looked at the small bonfire by the lake, raised his hand and patted the arm of Divine General Yinhu, and then jumped up with one step, riding the wind forward.

The night wind brushed his short hair, the moonlight shone on his sharp but delicate face, and the dark blue windbreaker fluttered.

Landing on the ground, Zhou Zheng noticed that the middle-aged man looked up at him, so he squeezed a smile.

He moved forward calmly, and sat on the stake reserved for him by the other party.

"Fellow Daoist is waiting for me?"

"Well," the middle-aged man replied, then looked away, looking down at the bonfires that kept jumping.

Zhou Zheng's thoughts turned, and he was a little confused for a moment, not knowing how to start the conversation.

Wang Lingguan seems to be in a slightly abnormal mental state?

"Fellow Daoist is here to kill me?"

"thinking."

Zhou Zheng: ...

Zhou Zheng asked: "What is the reason for killing me, Fellow Daoist?"

"Still free from beings."

How do you say the same thing as Yang Jian?

Also brainwashed by heaven?

Or, is there really something hidden that I don't know yet?

Wang Shan looked up at Zhou Zheng, sighed softly, and said calmly:

"Your previous nine lives were all killed by me."

Zhou Zheng's whole body tensed up, and he almost jumped up.

Suddenly he heard laughter from the side: "Hey, why did our good brother come to this little star?"

Faber!

Zhou Zheng followed the sound, but saw two figures on the lake, one fat and one thin, floating towards this side at the same time.

The fat guy is naturally Forber.