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Lan Deng then quickly disappeared into Zhouying. Soon after, he came to the tent of Chaoge's army. He saw that there were also bright lights inside, and a group of Shang generals or Jie Jian immortals were drinking and having fun.

The Taishi Wen, who was sitting in the first place, raised his glass and smiled: "All the Heavenly Lords are here to help, Wen Zhong is very grateful. I just don't know what Uncle Zhao Gongming can come?" [.br/>Zhao Tianjun thought for a while: "Tai Shi, don't be anxious. Fellow Daoist Zhao is already on the road, but the temple is far away, I'm afraid I will arrive tomorrow."

Wen Zhong nodded when he heard this, and the powerful Jie Sect gradually came out.

"On the road?" The lamp in the air thought for a moment and galloped directly towards the east.

In Qingyuan Mountain, Zhao Gongming rode a black tiger and had just fallen from the clouds to the mountain. He patted the black tiger's head: "Xiao Hei, let's go and rest. This is still a long way from the Shang army." As he said that, three beads were rolling in his hand, a picture of the demeanor of a landlord.

"Master, can you keep turning the beads in your hand..." Xiao Hei was speechless at his master's nouveau riche-like personality.

Zhao Gongming cut it off, took out three beads from his arms and placed them on his other hand. Now it was all. Counting, there were chains strung together with beads like night pearls on his neck, with a total of eighteen, three in one hand, and twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads became the identity symbol of Zhao Caizhu.

But the Lan Deng was walking all the way, and soon flew to the sky above Qingyuan Mountain. When he leaned over, he saw that a man and a beast were just below! Zhao Gongming's fat body, accompanied by twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, and this guy didn't like wearing Taoist robes, but instead made him look like a rich man with a rich look. He didn't look like a master at all!

"Hmph! Just like this, how can you be worthy of the innate spiritual treasure of Dinghai Shenzhu!" Ran Deng looked at Zhao Gongming with envy and jealousy, and Zhang Zilong, who was secretly following him, rolled his eyes. You look like a poor man, and you don't look like you deserve that treasure...

"Wuliang Tianzun, fellow Taoist Zhao Gongming is polite." Zhao Gongming, who was resting, suddenly heard an old voice coming from behind, and turned around and saw: I'm there!! Where is the old Taoist priest from the slum?

"This... I'll tell you, the poor man opposite, which pit did you emerge?" Zhao Gongming disdained that he had a connection with these gangs of poor monks, so he seemed to be very useless, right?

Randeng's eyebrows were beating wildly when he heard this. He was a senior figure in the Three Sects, right? Zhao Gongming actually dared to humiliate himself like this. If he killed him, Tongtian would have nothing to say, right?

He curled his smile: "It's inappropriate for Fellow Daoist Zhao to do this... I am the deputy leader of the Chan Sect and the Taoist Lan Deng..." He paused and opened his mouth again, but Zhang Zilong and Zhao Gongming in the dark almost vomited blood: "Since you are not a virtuous person, and the twenty-four Dinghai Dinghai God Pearls are destined to be with me, today, fellow Taoist has handed over the magic weapon, so we can resolve this cause and effect..."

Zhao Gongming's hands were rolling beads, but the cold light in his eyes was strong. The three Xuanmen sects had different teachings. When they were enthroned, they all used their means to harm each other's lives. However, the Western sect was on the list of their joint killings. They narrowed their eyes. The Deputy Leader of Randeng seemed to have a lot to do with the Western sect! I wonder why the Primitive Master did not deal with him?

Lan Deng has been isolated for many years, so how could he know how sensitive the three religions are to the classic shameless words of Western religions?

"Oh? How can I not be worthy of Dinghaizhu?" Zhao Gongming's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed inside, and his clothes were covered in wealth and no wind.

Randeng looked angry and said to himself: I just give you a way out. Since you are seeking death, I will not be polite!

After thinking about it, a flash of his hand, the only two innate spiritual treasure measuring ruler of the poor ancient god Lanting appeared! The golden ruler, carrying the magic power of the quasi-saint strong man, thundered at the rich master Zhao with thunder!

"nnd, let you see how powerful I am, and to eliminate a disaster for the Primitive Master!" Zhao Gongming was calm and calm. The twenty-four Dinghai Beads rolled up the magic power of the twenty-four heavens and smashed the measuring ruler back.

After breaking the measuring ruler, the Dinghaizhu castrates the situation and attacks the horrified Taoist Randeng.

Zhang Zilong chuckled softly: "It seems that this prehistoric world is not much different from that of the small island country's anime Saint Seiya. In the past, I thought that the Saint Seiya was just a process of five friends looking for good clothes. Now it seems that the prehistoric world is just a process of more otaku looking for good equipment."

However, he could not watch Ran Deng die here. He shook the God-killing Gun in his hand, and Zhao Gongming's attack carrying the magic power of the twenty-four heavens was swept back easily.

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

"Brother Yulong, don't be fine, why are you..."

Zhang Zilong interrupted Zhao Gongming: "The rich man Zhao is polite. Brother, I apologize to you for this Lan Deng first, but as a disciple of the Ancestral Sect, I cannot watch his deputy leader die in your hands." After that, he also used a color to Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming smiled with understanding and nodded to indicate that the two of them could leave.

After Ran Deng escaped from the brink of death, he took a few breaths of violence. Seeing Zhang Zilong beside him, he was about to get angry and asked Zhang Zilong why he didn't help him take Zhao Gongming, but was frightened by the cold eyes of the prince so that he didn't dare to speak. He lowered his head and followed him and turned around to Zhouying.

After watching the two of them leave, Zhao Gongming put on his beads, rode on the black tiger, and flew gracefully towards the Shang army, but muttered in his heart: I didn’t mess with anyone? Why did Brother Yulong say that the demon clan saint Nuwa also wanted to kill him? In addition to the two in the West, three saints were going to plot against me... Hiss... Could it be that I am too arrogant in normal times?

I looked down at my clothes, uh, let’s not talk about Dinghai Shenzhu, even if I am a primary innate spiritual treasure, twenty-four are added together... I can’t imagine it. In addition, the clothes on my body are also innate spiritual treasures, and the black tiger is also an ancient beast. There are countless spiritual elixirs and immortal grass in the gourd on my waist...

After a while, Zhao Gongming nodded firmly: It seems that he will be pretending to be poor in the future! Otherwise, even the saint would be jealous of the rich man, which would be a big problem.

So when the God of Wealth in later generations, the first thing he said when he saw someone else, he would cry: The harvest this year is not good, and my God of Wealth has no surplus grain at home... Life is so miserable!!

The Bright Heaven, the Imperial Palace of Wa.

Nuwa looked at Prince Lu Ya, who had recovered as before and had even broken through to the quasi-saint's cultivation level, and she felt a lot of emotion for a moment. After Zhang Zilong returned Lu Ya's body to his body, Lu Ya, who had been practicing the golden body of the soul for many years, used the Immortal-killing Sword in his hand to cut out the two corpses of good and evil in one fell swoop, achieving the middle stage of the quasi-saint's cultivation level!

Looking back to the past, the two Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Clan, each of them was a peerless powerful man of the sub-saint level, leading countless demon clans to dominate the prehistoric world. Although the demon clan is declining, fortunately she is still supported by her own saint, but she is a woman after all. Women have been inferior to men since ancient times. The demon clan needs a new emperor to lead them!

In her opinion, Lu Ya is enough to be a qualified emperor!

"Lu Ya, the most important thing for you to go to the prehistoric world is to help the two sects defeat the powerful sects of the Jie Sect. You must not act emotionally. Now the two sects of the two sects are powerful, and my demon clan will rely on them in the future..." Nuwa gently reminded Lu Ya.

Lu Ya chuckled: "Empress is too worried, Xiao Shi knows the importance of it." Nuwa was very pleased with her grand emperor style, but Nuwa did not notice the cold murderous intent deep in Lu Ya's eyes.

Lu Ya bid farewell to Nuwa and flew towards the prehistoric world.

In the Western Paradise, Gui Yin Cunti met and laughed at the moment when Lu Ya appeared in the prehistoric world: "My Great Sun Tathagata Buddha is about to return to his position." (There are two updates tonight, and it will definitely be completed at twelve o'clock)...
Chapter completed!