For more than a month, Wang Zheng sealed the cave with the Emperor's formation pattern, and the gate did not go out. Even if the birth prince and others arrived one after another, the same was true.

Outside the cave, the holy prince's eyes burst out with his hands behind his back, walking back and forth over and over again. That look was like a wild monkey scratching his ears and faces. Where could he have the momentum of a demon immortal in the world?

That's the Father! I haven't seen him for countless years, and I heard the news of his father being suppressed when I was born. If he hadn't known the relationship between his father and the World Honored One, he would have been crazy long ago.

Now that he heard that his father was about to return, the Holy Prince was so anxious. His urgency had nothing to do with filming, but he was anxious to ask about his father after Wang Zheng came out of seclusion!

On the contrary, not far away, Yan Ruyu held her little head with her nostrils facing the sky, and looked at the Holy Prince with disdain.

Humph! If you are not steady at all, you won’t accomplish anything big! If you are still a immortal in the world? Bah! The master has no aura!

The naughty child was full of disdain for the appearance of the Holy Prince. In his heart, a master or hero should be so cool. Well... it was just like the one played in the Legend of Shushan Swordsman.

A dignified immortal, even if he can't do such a thing as Mount Tai collapsed before his beauty, he really doesn't look like a master at all. Although my cultivation level is not as good as you, my master's style has been cultivated since childhood!

Not only Yan Ruyu and the Holy Prince have arrived, Mrs. Hu, who is now in charge of corporate image and filming on the TV station, also brought her daughter to the place.

Mrs. Hu, a fox woman, is very thoughtful. Even though she is now considered a capable general under Wang Zheng, she still looks down and straight.

The eyebrows that looked like flowers, the charm of every frown and smile, and the delicateness of lowering eyebrows and smoothing the head. If there was an old pervert here, I would probably say at first glance that a good young woman would be screaming!

Under her training, Mrs. Hu's daughter also looked like a good baby in such occasions. She even called out to Yan Ruyu.

However, Yan Ruyu, a naughty child, was destined to be lonely. Faced with the attentiveness of Mengmeng Luoli, he not only had no interest, but instead raised his nostrils higher, as if I was the most awesome person who ignored you.

In the corner, a fat man with big head and big ears looked at this scene and his eyes were circling, rubbing his big hands from time to time, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

He was like the old demon saint, an elite soldier of the hundred battles under the command of the Holy Emperor. After the Holy Emperor was suppressed, their old brothers also scattered.

He is a wild boar, and when he doesn't do anything, he is a fat man who is broad-minded and fat, who smiles when he sees everyone. Unlike his old comrade-in-arms' guilt, this pig demon lives so freely after he takes off his armor and returns to the field.

This time, his old comrade invited him to dubbing. Although he didn't know what the dubbing was, he knew Wang Zheng! Wang Zheng could meet on TV if he had nothing to do!

If he could join him online, would there be less sows in the future? So Lao Zhu came happily, but Lao Zhu was also a cunning figure. He had no acquaintance except his old comrades-in-arms present.

Faced with those people who were only seen on TV, he wisely chose to reduce his presence as much as possible.

As for the group of trembling mountain monsters around the old pig, there was only trembling left.

These mountain monsters were basically powerless to resist and were caught by the old demon saint.

Then they could only tremble. Even though they recognized stars such as Yan Ruyu, the huge gap in strength was there, and they didn't dare to have any other thoughts in their hearts.

In such a strange atmosphere, the emperor formation patterns that had been shrouded outside the Old Demon Saint's Cave appeared one after another and then dissipated in the air.

Wang Zheng also walked out of the cave with a happy look on his face. Seeing everyone, Wang Zheng's face showed unconcealed joy: "Everyone, long time no see."

It was indeed a long time no see. For a long time, Wang Zheng ran around and was almost dead and died. He rarely had such an opportunity to meet everyone so unofficially.

After his mood improved, he cherished such opportunities very much. After all, without these people, he might not be who he is today.

But before Wang Zheng could reminisce with everyone, a golden light flashed away. The Holy Prince appeared in front of him and stared at Wang Zheng with his golden eyes:

"My father is really okay? He... how is he doing now?"

Seeing the Holy Prince, Wang Zheng suddenly realized. The father and son have been separated for too long, and coupled with the fact that he was suppressed, it would be strange if the Holy Prince is not panicked at the critical moment of his own news.

Looking at the complex expression of the Holy Prince's impatient and worried and expectant look, Wang Zheng patted his shoulder:

"Don't worry, Xiao Sheng, although the Great Saint is not very good now, he is good enough. At least he has woken up. As long as there is some time, he will be the fighting holy emperor of that year!"

"That's good..." The Holy Prince still trusted Wang Zheng quite a bit, and after hearing this, his tense spirit relaxed. But then he asked: "Father, can you say when will he come out of the mountain?"

Well……

Wang Zheng was embarrassed because he forgot to ask. He neither asked the Holy Emperor of Fighting Battle nor the Buddha.

You should know that a powerful man at the level of Golden Immortal knows everything about him. He will not be able to leave the seclusion in three days, but he will not be able to leave the seclusion in a hundred years, but he will not be able to leave the seclusion in ninety-nine years.

Wang Zheng looked at the Holy Prince's expectant eyes and felt very embarrassed. Fortunately, at this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded in Wang Zheng's ears: "After ninety-nine years, it will be perfect."

The voice was extremely soft, but it seemed as if the principles of heaven and earth were resounding in my heart, full of wisdom. Wang Zheng felt a stern in his heart. He knew that he was under the eyes of the Buddha.

At the same time, Wang Zheng also smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that the World Honored One was so concerned about him, and the secret of his God's right hand was probably exposed.

This also made Wang Zheng secretly wary. As he became more and more famous, he would pay more attention to him. When using the right hand of God in the future, he must be cautious and cautious, and must not be exposed.

The Bronze Immortal Palace, the Sword Formation of Heavens, the Sword Formation of Heavens... Adding up all kinds of methods, Wang Zheng asked himself that he could continue to protect his secrets.

However, Wang Zheng gave up on the World Honored One. With his cultivation level, he should not covet his own fortune. Not to mention, to some extent, he can be regarded as the same source as himself...

Shaking his head, Wang Zheng threw away the matter of the World Honored One. After all, that person is an immortal emperor level and he can't even defend himself. It's better to be a bachelor.

Therefore, after shaking his head, he smiled at the Holy Prince: In eighty-day, the little saint can be reunited with the Great Sage.
Chapter completed!