Heaven's Last Big Boss

"If a big war breaks out here, perhaps the time for the full recovery of the evil thoughts of heaven will be earlier."

All the think tanks in the cabin fell silent.

Li Zhiyong thought secretly.

Can be regarded as 'professionalism', he always likes to predict the way forward with the worst situation.

This is not the time to say these things. If you put too much pressure on everyone, it will be easy for everyone to choose some radical strategies, which will lead to bitter results.

However, these words of his are not any secrets, they just point out a fact that everyone knows, but they don't want to think about it.

Suddenly, a chuckle came from outside the hatch:

"You can't say that. If you are timid because of this, why don't we all kneel down and be dogs to the evil thoughts of heaven? Just fight them."

Everyone was refreshed, and Li Zhiyong and Xiao Sheng got up almost at the same time.

The cabin door was pushed open, and Zhou Zheng, dressed in white, came stepping forward, his smooth long hair and flowing headband dancing slightly.

"Everyone, it's been a long wait."

Chapter 2 Sixty: The Demon Cloud Overwhelms Chu Rui

On a deserted island in the sea, the windows of the attic opened at some unknown time.

Ao Yiling stood on tiptoe and glanced inside, but saw that there were no other people in the room, only Ao Ying was standing by the window.

Ao Ying had a calm smile on her mouth, and she was playing with a red bean with her fingertips; although it was only half an hour apart, she was already thinking about this thing most lovesickly.

The relationship between a man and a woman is really a grind.

Ao Yiling cleared his throat, walked half a circle around the courtyard, and knocked on Ao Ying's door.

"Your Highness? Is it convenient?"

"Come in, ma'am."

"He's gone?" Ao Yiling looked at the tidy Nuan Pavilion with a little narrowness in his eyes.

Ao Ying was much calmer than before, she nodded gently in response, put the red beans by the window, and sighed softly.

"It would be great if we could stay together forever."

Ao Yiling could only shake his head slightly, and said: "His ability is also powerful, and the elders outside have not found any trace of him."

"After all, he was chosen by Laojun," Ao Ying said with a smile, "If you don't have any skills, you can't entrust him with the important affairs of the Three Realms."

As long as Zhou Zheng is praised, she will be much happier.

Ao Yiling was a little helpless, but she also knew that Ao Ying's heart was completely in Zhou Zheng's arms, so she didn't say anything more.

Ao Ying asked: "Sister, can you help me find some elixir? I remember that there is an elixir in the clan to increase the conception of dragon girls."

"You want an heir just now?" Ao Yiling was a little surprised.

"Well, he mentioned it two or three times in the past few days." Ao Ying was a little embarrassed, "It's just that the higher the level of Taoism and strength, the harder it is to have children. I just thought...prepare early..."

"It's better to be natural," Ao Yiling warned, "Those pills are always harmful to the body."

"Ok."

"Why does he want an heir?"

Ao Yiling muttered, pinching his chin and thinking for a while:

"Could it be that he wants to fulfill some wish, and then...uh, sorry, I shouldn't say this."

"He wants to miss more in this world," Ao Ying corrected, and then said, "He didn't look too worried, but he was very tired. He obviously didn't have a good rest after leaving Blue Star. Standing by his side, he can sleep well."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Ao Yiling made a pause gesture.

"I knew I would eat a mouthful of dog food, but I didn't expect to eat a mouthful of dog food."

"Sister~"

Ao Yiling was defeated in an instant, and said in a low voice: "I'll ask the elders in the clan for you, and they say that I miss spring and want to give birth to dragon eggs, but Your Highness, you should also consider the safety of the dragon clan. "

"Well, I'll definitely consider it!"

Ao Ying answered quite seriously, but Ao Yiling was a little powerless to complain.

Girls are extroverted, this rule is also common in the dragon clan.

……

So, two days later.

Chu Ruixing's atmosphere gradually changed from lively and cheerful to serious and depressing.

As 'that day' got closer, the monster masters also began to hold their breath, and the figures scattered around Chu Ruixing also moved closer to the place where the roc was.

Everyone knew that something big was bound to happen this time.

But no one can tell what kind of history they will witness.

Did Jietianjiao change its decline, or Futianmeng completely defeated the confidence of the Yaozu, or the two major forces lost both sides, and the evil thoughts of heaven and the Queen Mother appeared one after another, and so on.

It is precisely because it is full of uncertainties that it attracts many demons and evil spirits to come here to wait and see, and it also makes many great supernatural beings who have not shown their faces since ancient times hide their bodies here.

The roc sits upright in the city.

He was bald and wore a monk's robe, and he never left no matter the wind or rain.

This is a well-set bait, and the person holding the pole is Qinghua Emperor Zhou Zheng, who is catching the main force of Jietianjiao and Yaozu.

And "accidentally" caught, there are also a large number of human immortals, a large number of dragon masters, and nearly [-]% of the great demon masters of the bird monster race.

The buildings in the same city as Dapeng Bird are already full of people, and there are more than ten layers of "cloud street" in the sky.

A brave, thick-skinned, and good-for-nothing person gathers here to discuss, meet some new friends, and talk a few words about major events in the Three Realms that are close at hand.

"Friend Daoist, do you think there will really be a big battle this time?"

"The stance is all set up, the atmosphere is here, if Jietianjiao and Futianmeng don't fight, then it doesn't make sense."

"I don't know how many days are left."

"It's about three days, and it's forty hours in the sky. It's half a year. It's also possible that Qinghua Emperor Zhou Zheng will show up a day or two earlier."

"If there is a real fight, we are so close...do you want to hide behind?"

"Hey, what are you afraid of? The two sides are fighting for the general trend. How can they kill innocent people indiscriminately? There must be warning signs before the fight. As long as those big monsters in the sky move, we will just smear the soles of our feet and run away. It's completely in time."

"Fellow Daoist is also right. Being able to witness such a major event at close range is worthwhile for the poor Daoist in this life."

or:

"Open! Open! The odds of Jietianjiao and Futianmeng are one to two!"

"Fellow Daoist, you are too optimistic about Jietianjiao. The Futianmeng has lost its temper in beating Jietianjiao before. How did you get it? Jietianjiao is twice as powerful as Futianmeng?"

"Do you understand what is the way of heaven?"

"Fellow Daoist, do you understand why the Dao of Heaven was severely injured? Patriarch Sanqing never made a move."

"Look, I don't understand. Sanqing is now in the sea of ​​Taoism, unable to interfere with the affairs of the Three Realms, and can only support a Qinghua emperor Zhou Zheng from a distance. What about the way of heaven? The way of heaven is manifested and joined forces with the Queen Mother , now there is Maitreya Buddha to help out, how can this lose? How can you tell me how to lose?"

"So what? Didn't Jietianjiao lose all the previous battles?"

"That's because the Futian League is under pressure to attack now. They are competing with Tiandao for time, and Jietianjiao is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. They only need to wait slowly for 20 years. When Tiandao swallows Yang Jian, the situation will be reversed in an instant."

"You're still laughing! How can you laugh like this? Heaven wants to destroy our souls!"

"That's just the Futian League spreading rumors and causing trouble. The Dao of Heaven only suppresses the strong. The Dao of Heaven has always existed before. Aren't we all living in peace..."

Afterwards, all the cultivators were not speculative, and both sides insisted on their own opinions, so they met in the sky to make gestures.

Chu Rui stared outside.

Among the hundreds of flying magic weapons, the building where the immortals of the Futian League were hiding.

Zhou Zheng looked left and right at the standing mirror in front of him. The white monk robe and the shiny top of his head seemed to be the spirit of Bel.

Later he appeared as Qinghua Buddha.

Li Zhiyong folded his arms and murmured a few times: "Squad leader, your pure Yang Wuji magic skill has improved so fast."

"Ok?"

Zhou Zheng blinked, looked around guiltily, and said with a smile, "Xiao Yu is here, I've been with her for a while."

Li Zhiyong's face suddenly darkened.

Damn, he's been busy here, exhausted, this guy has been to the world of two people!

Good guy, is this the protagonist's treatment?

Li Zhiyong raised his middle finger silently. — in the heart.

"It's also good to improve your cultivation level," Zhiyong said in a gentle voice, "but squad leader, if you want to fight this time, you'd better hide some strength. When you put too much pressure on the opponent and you can't break the opponent's psychology defense line, then there will be a corresponding rebound.”

"Well, don't worry," Zhou Zheng said slowly, "Although we have to make all preparations this time and show the determination to start a decisive battle with the opponent at any time, I guess we won't be able to fight."

"Why?" Li Zhiyong was also a little puzzled.

Zhou Zheng said: "First, I haven't seen any sign that the Jietian Sect is going to fight. Although the ancestors of the Yaozu keep gathering for meetings, they still put their strength on the bright side. If they really want to fight, they will fight now. It's time to pretend to retreat a part to hide our strength."

Li Zhiyong nodded slightly: "It's also possible that they didn't think so deeply, or they were too conceited."

"It's unlikely, they have suffered so many defeats at our hands before."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "There is also the second, the second is that I feel the breath of Jiuling Yuansheng, it is hiding in the area closer to Chu Ruixing, he has not escaped far, it means that he also feels that the monster race There will be no main attack."

Li Zhiyong said slowly: "Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng is also here? If this is the case, then the Yaozu side did not get the order to fight, or the ancestors did not want to fight."

Xiaoyue, who was hiding in the corner, opened her eyes and wondered, "Why?"

"I can control Jiuling Yuansheng. When I was Taiyi to save suffering Tianzun in my previous life, I buried a little bit of foreshadowing with Qingmu Dao," Zhou Zheng said, "If a big war really breaks out, I will definitely attack him and let him become my master again. Jiuling Yuansheng knows this well, and it is unlikely that he is still strolling around knowing that a big battle is coming here."

Xiaoyue muttered: "What if he is loyal to you?"

Zhou Zheng was at a loss for words.

He said: "It is indeed possible, but...after tasting the taste of freedom, who would want to put on shackles and be a slave again? And I have a third."

Li Zhiyong smiled and said, "What is the third?"

"I asked several celestial masters to make a divination." Zhou Zheng spread his hands, "There is no bloody disaster here."

Li Zhiyong snorted: "Feudal superstitions are outrageous!"

"By the way," Xiaoyue reminded, "Aren't we part of superstition? Woah!"

The two looked at each other a few times, and then laughed.

From outside the barrier came the call of Daoist Dongling:

"Dijun, this place is ready, when will you show up?"

"Now."

Zhou Zheng dispelled the enchantment, and now he had a Zen staff and alms bowl in his hands, and a large string of golden wooden beads hung around his neck.

"The scripture learning team has assembled. We will slowly descend from the sky and put some pressure on them. We must take the initiative in everything."

Li Zhiyong took out his smiling pig's head, Xiao Sheng, who had already put on a golden chain mail, jumped out from the side, and Bing Ning, who had changed into a long dress with a gradient color from pure white to ice blue, also appeared with a sword.

Xiaoyue smiled and said, "Dijun, do you need a transporter?"

"No shortage," Zhou Zheng squinted and refused.

The two celestial masters made a move and opened up a passage of heaven and earth. The four stepped into it and appeared near the entrance and exit of the star road.

Afterwards, Bing Ning clicked out a white cloud and carried the three of them to Chu Ruixing.

And so on for a while.

"Emperor Qinghua is here!"

A female benefactor of the monster tribe screamed, and the countless figures guarding the entrance and exit of the star road suddenly boiled, and jade talismans flew towards Chu Ruixing, and countless streamers shot up from Chu Ruixing.

Appearing to attract all spirits, disturbing the situation for release.

Zhou Zheng was surrounded by a faint Buddha's light, smiling as he watched more and more figures in front of him, without adding majesty or supernatural powers, but giving people the feeling of an ordinary monk without cultivation.