Chapter 626 (1/2)

Ming Zun knows and admits this. Therefore, he never takes the initiative to cause trouble, but secretly accumulates strength and cultivates more vigorous strength. At that time, even if there are other saints coming to the door, he won't have the power to fight back.

What's more, he has Hongmeng purple Qi to protect his body. No one is afraid. Anyway, he is immortal.

Unless Hongmeng purple Qi can also be deprived, otherwise, no one can want to shake his position as a saint.

For so many years, Kong Xuan came, not the guide to protect him. I'm afraid he had already stamped the peacock's head with a knife. The Styx river came at the moment when he was just sanctified. Because it was the same way of killing, he was kind-hearted and let him go.

Since the two semi saints were driven away, countless years have passed. No one dared to rashly come to challenge his majesty. Therefore, over the years, mingzun has been very boring. In addition to occasionally throwing out an idea to experience life in the secular world, marrying a wife and having children can also make up for the regret of that year.

Perhaps, it can be said that he is very hypocritical, but the idea of living in the secular world is very serious and true, which also reduces the guilt in the bottom of mingzun's heart by many times.

At this time, someone came to challenge him again. He laughed and sat on the throne like a handsome demon king, waiting for his opponent to come.

Saints have the foundation to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck. Therefore, they don't care who their opponents are. As long as they are not saints, they can rest easy and even kill each other. Now mingzun even hopes that the opponents who come to challenge can be stronger. At least, they can make him fight happily. After so many years of inaction, his bones are about to rust.

He didn't let Ming Zun wait too long. He had long red hair like blood. His almost perfect face showed a pair of strange eyes. Under his vision, he was the opponent waiting for this time: ”Zhang Jin!”

”Foreign demons?”

Ming Zun looked at Zhang Jin standing in front of him in surprise. He looked strange and said, ”I didn't calculate why. It would be an extraterritorial demon who came to provoke me. Ha ha ha, it's very interesting. You dare to come and challenge me directly. You're really interesting!”

Zhang Jin smiled calmly, took out the Donghuang bell from his arms and put it on his head.

The Eastern Emperor's bell floated to Zhang Jin's head, shook slightly, and threw up strange ripples, which protected Zhang Jin's body. Even if he fought with the sage, he could make Zhang Jin invincible at this time.

This is the advantage of chaos. What can compete with the Donghuang clock is Lao Jun's xuanhuang tower. As for the twelve Golden Lotus, it has been absorbed by the mosquito Taoist. Now there are only nine lotus platforms, which is inferior to the perfect Donghuang clock. I don't know how much.

Perhaps, there are chaotic Golden Lotus, but it is a treasure that saints don't have. It only remains in some ancient legends. No one has seen it. Naturally, I don't know how to describe it.

”Foreign demons?”

Zhang Jin smiled calmly and said, ”is it an extraterritorial demon? Don't you know how to kill the saint?”

Ming Zun frowned strangely and said curiously, ”you know!”

”Know some, but not necessarily. It's like the extraterritorial demons in our star sea are your ancient people. In your eyes, we are also extraterritorial demons, but the universe is different. It's like the universe in the ancient times and the star sea. We don't know how many there are between heaven and earth, so don't take it too seriously.”

Zhang Jin smiled and looked at Ming Zun in front of him. To tell the truth, Zhang Jin was more or less nervous, but more excited.

Sage, even if this is the weakest saint, the Hongmeng purple gas can be comparable to or even the same as that of the Supreme Lord or empress Nuwa.

They are all one of Tianyan's fifty. Although they escape one of them, anyway, many things are really true.

”Hahaha...”

As one of the three thousand demon gods in ancient times and the best among them, mingzun shook his head strangely and said: ”I admit you are really good. Whether it is the Styx river or Kong Xuan, you are not as good as you. At least, you give me a strong feeling, but you are just inferior to me, but...”

Zhang Jin smiled. When mingzun finished, he was not worried at all. Anyway, Zhang Jin's three corpses were waiting not far away and could join the battle at any time.