Heaven's Last Big Boss

This is inseparably related to the dry and hot breath that came out when he came into contact with Yingying's body just now.

It's understandable for the young immortal to be a little angry.

And the magical technique of Pure Yang Wuji is to turn the dryness and heat into pure pure Yang mana. The more dry and the more mana, the more difficult it is of course.

……

Yan Ruchu was not happy these few days.

The situation of Blue Star has changed drastically. Although she and her clansmen survived by luck, they have already been tied to the "thief ship" of the Futian League.

The most annoying thing for her in the past few days is that she has to announce to the outside world that she has severed ties with the Peacock clan, but this will still bring great pressure to the clan.

Although it is not possible for other monster clans to attack the peacock clan, the peacock clan will definitely be excluded from the core area of ​​the ancestors.

But what can she do?

Blue Star's situation changed so fast that she had no time to react.

Emperor Qinghua was attacked twice, which already involved the struggle and game between a large number of masters in the Golden Immortal Realm and the veteran masters of the Futian League. They, the original eighteenth-way heroes of the Blue Star, were not enough to watch.

'It stands to reason, shouldn't it be that Emperor Qinghua took the opportunity to rise up, and then practiced with the Eighteenth Road Demon King, growing up step by step? '

Yan Ruchu didn't quite understand either, but she always felt that many of the Blue Star stories she had read were templates like this.

She likes to call it 'the routine'.

It's all right now, Emperor Qinghua was still alive and kicking after being assassinated twice, he just found an excuse to put down Lan Xing.

That piece of Tianjiao and the ancestors of the Yaozu... what are they doing for food?

Of course, Yan Ruchu didn't understand too deep a struggle.

All she knows is her own people; all she can choose is to try her best to keep them safe, find a place to stay, and then...

In front of the computer screen, Yan Ruchu, who was wearing a light bat shirt, propped her beautiful face with her left hand, and controlled the mouse with her right hand, browsing pictures that were secretly photographed or drawn.

"Ugh."

The elders of the Peacock clan sighed from the side, and an elder in ancient clothes came slowly, put a plate of fruit in the corner of the computer desk, and said softly:

"My lord, why don't you express your feelings directly."

"What if he refuses?" Yan Ruchu asked softly.

"But what if he has a sweetheart, what should you do?" The elder sighed, "He may not know, but he is unwilling to take the initiative. Whoever takes the initiative will suffer. It's a canine, you can't play with him."

Yan Ruchu couldn't help frowning and pursing her lips: "Back off."

"Yes," the elder of the Peacock tribe bowed his head and saluted, then turned and walked away slowly.

These great kings seem to like empty rooms, and so does Yan Ruchu.

Yan Ruchu was a little dazed, the dialog box at the bottom of the computer screen flickered lightly, but it was Feng Qing who called him to go online, saying that he wanted to chat with a friend.

She went into the dark room and looked around, her expression suddenly a little dazed.

What the hell are they?

I am not Lu Dongbin, I am not Honghaier, I am not Li Muzha, I am not King Feng, and Yan Ruchu.

Then the four of them also sent four booger-picking emojis.

"Tch," Yan Ruchu couldn't help laughing, and changed his name casually, I'm not a little peacock.

The three characters "little peacock" fully demonstrated the youthful vigor of a four or five thousand year old Spirit Race.

When the game started, Yan Ruchu suddenly found out.

That Zhou Zheng was still as brave as ever in playing games, the legendary Holy Infant King was really easy to get on top of, and Mu Zha really saved all living beings, and Feng Qing was still habitually predicting the predictions of triple to fifth level enemies like in the past. sentenced.

Then it was kneeling six times in a row.

"That's it for today," Zhou Zheng said with a wry smile, "I still have to practice, and the little cultivators in the Yuan Immortal Realm won't play with you big gods and kings."

The Holy Infant King and Mu Zha exited the team room at the speed of light.

Feng Qing clicked his tongue twice.

As if by accident, Yan Ruchu clicked on Zhou Zheng's dialog box, and typed a line of small characters while the other party was still offline.

[Dijun, can I ask you something? 】

[what's the matter?About the Yaozu or about your family style old devil? 】

Yan Ruchu cheered up, and said in his heart, the emperor is really powerful, and after seeing him once or twice, he saw the ultimate secret hidden in his heart.

Her slender fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard.

【It's the latter. Dijun, you grew up in Blue Star, so you should have a lot of experience. I always feel that he treats me as if he's away from me. He just treats me as a friend and doesn't think about it that way. 】

Zhou Zheng pinched his nose and typed a line casually.

[The problem should be freshness. 】

[Please enlighten me. 】

Zhou Zheng squinted his eyes and smiled, looking up just in time to see Tang Seng passing by with a sad face, followed by a radiant and beautiful female princess.

Zhou Zheng typed his reply:

[Think about it, Feng Qing's race is quite special, there are more women than men, and all of them are the type of lust and pureness. After seeing too much, he gradually became immune to beautiful women. We can name this phenomenon For - wind chime syndrome. 】

[Yan Wang, you also know that Feng Qing had several failed online dating before, and he was really tempted, because this form is novel and fresh to him, so he can be tempted, and he doesn't care No matter what his online dating partner looks like or how old he is, all he wants is the thrilling feeling. 】

【So, if you want to get this man, you have to change your thinking. 】

Yan Ruchu hurriedly asked: [Change your thinking? 】

[Actually, you are already doing it, that is, establishing contact with him on the Internet, but he has a preconceived idea of ​​who the person on the other side of the Internet is, so he can't get excited about you. 】

Yan Ruchu's eyes brightened: [I know!Thank you Dijun for your call!So, how to solve this problem? 】

[Open a trumpet, how simple this is. 】

Zhou Zheng shook his head, and casually gave her a simple strategy.

[Get a trumpet account and add him as a friend, preferably from the games he played 'If you are a brother, come and kill me', just pretend not to know each other, only use text communication in the first month, and start from the second month Voice communication, but you must turn on the voice changer, you must not have your original personality, and then seize the opportunity, he refused when he proposed to meet, saying that he was very nervous, which can be regarded as a foreshadowing for the later explanation, and finally reluctantly agreed, you change your personality Dressing style, makeup style, meeting in a busy market, and things are basically done. 】

After thinking about it, Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows, and after confirming that it was correct, he clicked the send button.

This Feng Qing wanted to deliberately trip him up, so he brought a fox girl over.

I didn't expect my brother to fight back!

Zhou Zheng could already imagine that when Feng Qing saw the object of his heart again, it turned out to be an old friend he had known for thousands of years, and she was also a stunning witch he had become numb to, then...then...

That doesn't seem too bad.

Zhou Zheng pinched his chin, looked at the chat box in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Is he fighting back against Feng Qing?

I always feel like I'm giving benefits to Feng Qing?

Ah this!

Forget it, I can only offer blessings from Emperor Qinghua to the two demon kings, wishing their lovers will eventually become brothers and sisters.

Zhou Zheng chuckled, logged out of his account and locked up the temporarily borrowed laptop, humming a song and went to the living room, and began to think about the trial form of the third catastrophe.

He pressed hard for another two days, and the Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu slowly but firmly moved towards the third level of perfection.

The third catastrophe officially opened.

The opening process was much easier this time.

Bingning and Xiaoyue guard the gate for the five, while Muzha and Honghaier are also watching.

The five members of the team sat on the sofa and wooden chairs in the reception area, each took a few deep breaths, and the Taiji diagram behind Zhou Zheng appeared, and the figures of four people and one dragon disappeared at the same time.

This situation is not hidden from others.

The two celestial masters who stayed in Lanxing, and the fox girl who hadn't had a chance to speak to Zhou Zheng after a few days, all saw this scene in their eyes.

Inside the ancient hall.

Zhou Zheng glanced left and right, and found that there was no foreign aid this time, he was relieved in his heart.

From this point of view, the task shouldn't be too difficult.

Those golden immortals in the second catastrophe, after the fight, he was completely numb. All he had in his mind was how to fight, how to survive, and his insights and so on.

Two beams of light flashed past, Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin appeared at the same time, and then they squinted and smiled at the same time.

After the ceremonial debut lines, the two boys began to introduce with a smile.

"Everyone, please prepare some survival tools."

"The third catastrophe is the most special world. Laojun deliberately moved this catastrophe from the seventh catastrophe to the present, in order to let everyone experience the difficulty of living."

"You will go to a world without any magic power and without any rules. The stronger your physical strength is, the stronger the backlash you will suffer at the beginning."

"But if you survive this backlash, you will get a lot of benefits, which will help you improve your physical strength."

"By the way, the scores of the last paper, except Dijun and Li Zhiyong, were all excellent, and you two are good, because Laojun is not satisfied with what you have realized."

"Get ready! Call us anytime when you're ready!"

Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Xiao Sheng's eyebrows were beaming, and his whole body became excited.

Li Zhiyong asked in a voice: "Squad leader, do you also control the points? You don't seem to need to control the points. It is impossible for Laojun to expel you from the team."

Zhou Zheng blinked: "Ah yes, I am afraid that Brother Xiao will be lonely, so I came to accompany Brother Xiao on purpose."

In my heart, I muttered to myself:

'Zhiyong is even sure about the trials arranged by Laojun! '

It seems that he still needs to carefully plan and gradually figure out the method of making paper Taoist figures.

Li Zhiyong took the initiative to take out five backpacks and distributed them to four teammates. They contained picks, daggers, flints, several boxes of solid alcohol, simple water filtration devices, etc., and a bunch of plastic bags for unknown purposes. .

Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong discussed and purchased these.

Zhou Zheng said with a smile: "If the Tao is useless, it will be very troublesome for everyone to get together separately this time. The main thing is to ensure your own safety."

Ao Ying said: "If the main thing is to sharpen the strength of the body, there must be some fighting."

"Don't worry, monitor," Xiao Sheng patted his chest, "It was so difficult last time, the three of us made it through, everyone is lucky and lucky, we must be fine!"

Li Zhiyong shook his head with a smile, but his expression was a bit dignified.

'The stronger the physical body, the greater the backlash you will encounter. '

Zhou Zheng asked: "Old Li, you don't know, you have hidden a lot of physical strength, right?"

"How could it be?" Li Zhiyong's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, "It's just a little bit."

The expressions of the four teammates froze at the same time.

Chapter 183 High Pressure Zone

In front of the vortex.

Zhou Zheng looked at Li Zhiyong worriedly, worried that the team's reassurance needle would overturn this time.

It was only two seconds after walking into the vortex.

Zhou Zheng knew that his problem seemed to be bigger.

With his eyes empty and his feet firmly on the ground, before Zhou Zheng could open his eyes, he suddenly lowered his head and sprayed blood, his body was staggering, and his muscles were tense.

At this moment, he seemed to be in the deep sea, the strong water pressure squeezed him, and all the immortal power, yang energy, and thunder power in his body were pressed into the bone marrow, but the bones all over his body seemed extremely fragile.

There was no room for resistance, Zhou Zheng closed his eyes and fell straight down, his backpack clanging loudly.

man, what is this?

The way is suppressed?

Suppressed by the power of heaven and earth?

Zhou Zheng twitched all over, blood and sweat dripped from all parts of his skin, his clothes were stained red in a short while, and his breath became extremely weak.