So boring.

As soon as this voice came out, the expressions of the six or seven veterans suddenly changed.

Looking at the wall of the courtyard, a young man in white monk robes stood quietly, with Buddhist beads around his neck, a Zen staff in his left hand, and a Buddhist salute with one hand in his right hand. There was also a rich ring of treasure wheels blooming behind his head.

Emperor Qinghua!

The real Qinghua Emperor!

Right under their noses, Emperor Qinghua appeared without anyone noticing!

An old Taoist was about to take action immediately, but light flickered softly beside Zhou Zheng, and figures appeared on the left and right.

Taibai disciple wearing a pig head mask;

An ice fairy in a long skirt.

This moment made several veteran Taoists feel uncertain, and their initial momentum to take action immediately was suppressed.

The fake Bixia Yuanjun had good concentration, walked forward slowly, and said with a smile:

"Why did the emperor leave without saying goodbye? And why did he suddenly appear?

"I couldn't find the emperor before. The little god is really a little panicked. After all, all the fellow Taoists have gathered here. If I can't give them an explanation, it will really damage the majesty of the emperor. That's why I took this step. Please

Fellow Taoist pretends to be an emperor."

Zhou Zheng smiled with narrowed eyes, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Oh? Is that so? Then why do you want to stun everyone?"

Fake Bixia Yuanjun smiled and said: "This is also a last resort. I am afraid that the secret will be exposed and everyone will fall asleep. In this way, it can be said that everyone is tired when they understand the great way."

"Then wake them all up."

Zhou Zheng made a gesture of invitation:

"I am here, wake them up, and I will also talk about the Qingmu Avenue that I understand, so that we can strengthen the team of Futian Alliance."

The fake Bixia Yuanjun remained calm and looked down at the recumbent figure lying on the ground.

The most troublesome thing at the moment is that her men are also trapped here.

Although it is not difficult to take them away, a strong wind will just blow them away;

But since Emperor Qinghua has appeared, the errand assigned by the Lord...

"What, can't you wake up by shouting?"

Zhou Zheng urged with a smile.

An old Taoist scolded: "Why are you still talking nonsense to him! This has obviously been exposed, just take action!"

"What a Qinghua Emperor, he saw through our arrangement so easily!"

"Then I'll show you the real chapter!"

These six old Taoists, together with the fake Emperor Qinghua, grabbed magic weapons at the same time, activated their magical powers, and immediately rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zheng suddenly raised his hand:

"Wait a minute!"

This group of veterans looked puzzled, but subconsciously stopped their attack.

Zhou Zheng said calmly: "If you and I make a move today, I'm afraid only one of us will be able to get out of this formation. Before we take action, I also want everyone to understand clearly."

"Shameless talk!"

“I don’t know who is dead!”

"Oh, Amitabha," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "If I am not completely sure, will I come back?"

The fake Bixia Yuanjun, the fake Zhou Zheng, and the Six Old Taoists all have extremely solemn expressions.

This is what they worry about most.

Zhou Zheng showed up so openly and openly, so naturally he had seen through their arrangement and was fully confident in dealing with them.

If they had encountered this situation a few months ago, they would have yelled:

'It's nothing but the paradise of heaven, go up and do it!'

But now, this group of evil masters have a lot on their minds.

They thought about the Zhu Baoxing war that had just occurred, the heavy losses suffered by the demon clan, and the Zuo envoy who was nominally transferred to the front line to take charge of the overall situation, but actually lost his power.

Although they are not from Zuo Shi's lineage, they also know how much power Zuo Shi originally had.

The fake Bixia Yuanjun secretly complained.

Now that the conspiracy has been revealed, I feel guilty.

The momentum was taken away by Zhou Zheng. If the deadlock could not be broken, it would be difficult to escape.

She walked forward slowly and said slowly: "In that case, why bother talking more nonsense?"

"I just want to ask you," Zhou Zheng said calmly, "Where did the real Bixia Yuanjun go?"

The fake Yuanjun sneered: "Why should the Emperor ask questions when he knows clearly?"

"Killed by you?"

"This happened a long time ago," Fake Yuanjun said calmly, "Old ministers of the Heavenly Court who rely on the merits of the Heavenly Way to improve their cultivation will be dead if they do not surrender."

"Then what?"

Zhou Zheng’s smile gradually faded:

"In other words, you have already arranged a lot of spies in the Futian Alliance?"

Fake Yuanjun immediately shut up and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are two veteran Taoists who have a slight Taoist charm brewing in their sleeves.

Li Zhiyong, who was wearing a pig-head mask, suddenly said: "If you don't take action, you won't be able to ask them anything."

The Taoism in those two old Taoist sleeves was stagnant.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhou Zheng said in a slow voice, "They are now the turtles in the urn. They can tease them at will. It is always good to ask more questions."

Bing Ning asked: "They said, can you give them a way to survive?"

"I'm afraid not," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "Didn't we hear what they said before? They are all very vicious. They want to kill all the monks here and leave the blame on me."

Li Zhiyong said: "Look, squad leader, are they stupid?"

"You're not stupid."

"How could they tell us what we want to know if they are not stupid?"

"Let's bet they have a strong desire to express themselves."

These three people, talking to each other, standing on the wall, seemed to be talking about cross talk.

"enough!"

An old Taoist said angrily: "You are talking too much nonsense! If you want to take action, do it!"

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "There are still people who want to die. What do you think, Zhiyong?"

Li Zhiyong smiled and said: "It's better to help him."

Bing Ning nodded: "I'll do it."

The old Taoist's expression changed drastically, and he immediately took half a step back, his eyes full of vigilance, and a strong aura constantly surrounded him.

Bing Ning held the sword in her right hand, a blue light appeared in her eyes, and a force of energy locked onto Lao Dao.

Suddenly, all the old Taoists felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Bing Ning, however, remained motionless, her energy getting louder and louder, as if she was sure of winning with one move.

I don't know if I can beat him in a fight, but I'm already winning in terms of momentum.

So, the confrontation lasted for a while.

The foreheads of all the veteran Taoists were covered in cold sweat, and they were on the verge of breaking out.

The old man was just about to move his fingers.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhou Zheng suddenly shouted loudly and said firmly: "Instructor, why don't you step down and let Zhiyong fight him a few times."

"Okay," Bing Ning nodded and calmly put down the sword.

Then Li Zhiyong slowly moved forward, releasing a much more tyrannical pressure than Bing Ning. The pig-head mask smiled, and the surrounding space actually felt slightly distorted.

Forced to be full.

The pressure on that veteran was even greater, and all the veterans were looking at Li Zhiyong with all their attention.

So, the confrontation continued like this for a while.

All the old Taoists...

"Want to fight or not! Hi!"
To be continued...