The void trembled, and Zhang Jing teared open the void with a faint smile and walked out slowly.

When he saw Zhang Jing's figure, Youjing reached out to cover her mouth and cried with joy.

Taoist Tianxu, Baidi, Wangyou, Han Qianshu, Xiao Jing... and other powerful people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Then, they bowed to Zhang Jing in a very tacit understanding and shouted:

"Meet the Human Emperor!"

"Meet the Human Emperor!"

The sound shook the sky, and the long river of luck shook in the void.

......

......

On the first day of September, the 14th year of Tianxing in Dayu.

Go to the capital.

Inside the palace.

Zhang Jing lay lazily on his quiet thighs. Several concubines lowered their heads, carefully peeled the fresh grapes, and put them into Zhang Jing's mouth.

Open your mouth gently and enter the grapes.

Since Zhang Jing successfully killed the Human Emperor Gu Shengtian, time has passed and several years have passed. The destroyed places of the human world are also being quickly built.

With millions of free labor, the entire human world is showing a thriving scene.

In the past few years, Zhang Jing's practice has not stopped. He is still devouring his energy and practicing, but his years of practice have not allowed him to break through to the ninth level of heaven.

Instead, he stayed at the peak of the eighth level.

As for Hedao...

Zhang Jing had many ideas, but since his realm has not reached its level, he is just at the point of guessing.

"His Majesty..."

Wen Jing gently rubbed Zhang Jing's temple, and a touch of tenderness appeared on his face.

"Um?"

"You said, what name should I give the child?"

Youjing is pregnant. This happened three years ago. When Zhang Jing learned about this, he was very happy that he was finally leaving his blood in this world.

That feeling is indescribable...

During the pregnancy process, Zhang Jing continued to condense his luck and inject it into his quiet body. Ten months later, he thought he was finally born.

However, unexpectedly, the quiet belly was just a little bulging and had no intention of being born.

Zhang Jing didn't care, so he waited for three years.

He also guessed that his child might be Nezha...

However, the rumors from the outside world are what the queen believes in, and they are born sacred. Of course, this is Zhang Jing who controls public opinion and everything is good.

"Name...what do you have any ideas?" Zhang Jing is a naming despot.

Zhang Wei, Zhang Dapao, Zhang Bairen, Zhang...

These names and mirrors have been imagined.

"What about Hao's word?"

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, did not agree or reject, but said:

"Just call it Haotian!"

"Okay..." Youjing smiled.

She is very satisfied now. There is nothing wrong with the human world and no foreign enemies. She is even pregnant with Zhang Jing's descendants and has no regrets in her life.

"You guys go down first..." Zhang Jing waved his hands at the concubines.

"I'm leaving."

"I'm leaving..."

After a while, the few concubines around him all left the palace, leaving only Zhang Jing and Youjing.

"Why did Your Majesty send them away?" Youjing was puzzled.

Could it be that Zhang Jing wants to say something?

Zhang Jing sat up, gently stroked Youjing's slightly raised belly, and smiled:

"Before he was born, I decided to teach him a good lesson and make him more filial to you and me in the future..."

"Your Majesty is joking again. He is still in his stomach. How can I teach you a lesson?" Youjing glanced at Zhang Jing coquettishly.

"There is a saying that goes well, "A filial son comes from under the stick. Have you never heard of it?"

After saying that, Zhang Jing laughed, picked up his quiet body and walked towards the bed.

......

......

After successfully teaching his descendants a lesson with a stick, Zhang Jing let out a long sigh and looked relaxed. For the few hours that were omitted, Zhang Jing and Youjing men and women were really satisfied.

He stood up and put on his clothes on the ground automatically. After giving some advice in Youjing's ear, Zhang Jing stepped out of the palace with a calm expression.

Above the capital, a black star boat stood horizontally, with Taoist Tianxu, Baidi, Monk Wangyou, and several great true immortals in the human world standing on the star boat.

The White Lotus Holy Mother, Xiao Jing, Han Qianshu... and other powerful people also stood up, nearly one million elite warriors of the human race were wearing black armor and waving their battle flags.

Zhang Jing stepped out in one step, the void changed color, and he came to the top of the star boat in an instant, whispering:

"Set off!"

The sound rang out in everyone's heart like a bell.

"yes!"

A loud sound exploded!

This expedition is for revenge!

The two battles between the demons and the underworld regarded the human world as blood food, and repeatedly invaded, and countless powerful human races died in battle. Zhang Jing remembered these accounts, and countless powerful human races also remembered them.

In the process of attacking the human world, all the strong men at the level of the true immortals in the demon and the underworld fell, and all the elites were lost. This is the best time to attack these guys.

Zhang Jing, who is at the peak of the eighth level of the palm path, has now reached the ceiling of the palm path, and can be said to be invincible under immortality!

Now facing the joint efforts of Zulong and Fengzu, Zhang Jing can be more calm!

In this siege, Zhang Jing wanted to exert the pain of Yao Ming to the human world for a long time, and return them ten times a hundred times, keep them in captivity, and from then on, they will no longer be as glorious as they once were.

The human race will be the lord of the three realms!

He is not the Holy Mother, and he has no intention of letting go of those innocent beasts in the demons and the underworld. The crimes he once committed must be returned!

The rumbling sound continued, and the star boat broke through the void and left a afterimage in the vast and endless starry sky.

Shangjing Imperial City.

Quietly, wearing a red cloak, watched the departure of the star boat, gently stroked his slightly raised belly.

......

......

One year later.

Nine Profound Demon Realm.

Undersea Dragon Palace.

Zulong transformed into a middle-aged man, sitting in his head with a expressionless face, staring at the representatives sent by the hundreds of tribes in the demon world below. Unfortunately, there are only three demon gods who can take action in the entire demon world.

They are already the only remaining strong men in the demon world.

As for the nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, the Demon Scorpion and the Demon God, they did not dare to return to the demon world at all. Of course, they did not dare to return to the human world and could only wander in the lonely starry sky.

"Meet Zulong!"

Hundreds of powerful people at the level of heaven and man bowed down together.

"Have the formation been made?" Zulong asked in a deep voice.

In order to resist Zhang Jing, Zulong unified the entire demon world in March.

The two old immortals in the underworld did not join forces with him at all. Zulong could only rely on himself, or on the power of the entire Nine Profound Demon Realm.

But even so, he still didn't have much confidence.

The growth rate of the Human Emperor was so amazing that he was a little scared.

"Senior Ancestral Dragon, the Immortal Destroying Array has been completely portrayed!" A middle-aged beautiful woman from the Tianfeng group whispered.

Although the powerful people in the demon world were somewhat skeptical about the crisis Zulong said, under Zulong's divine power, there was still no room for resistance and could only obey orders.

“That’s good…”

Zulong nodded slightly.
To be continued...