"The son of the Holy Emperor is amazing, aren't you? Am I not..."
At least 30% of the true gods present are the direct descendants of the saints.
If it is outside the sea of time, it is indeed rare, but it is nothing in the sea of time...
But in terms of strength, the gap between these direct descendants of the Holy Emperor and Luo Zheng is still relatively large.
The two tasseled fists were clenched tightly, with sweat secreting from them. She didn't know what Luo Zheng would face after admitting it.
Mu Ning's face was calm, her thin lips pursed slightly, and her eyebrows furrowed.
"Okay, Luo Xiao's son is indeed upright!" Dongfang Chunjun praised.
Luo Zheng stood there without any change in his expression.
"If you are willing, I will not care about the conflict with Luo Xiao. If you join my Dongfang family, I will accept you as my disciple! How about that?" Dongfang Chunjun said with a smile.
Hearing this...
Many saints had a strange look in their eyes, and they had no idea what Dongfang Chunjun was thinking.
It was just that Dongfang Chunjun didn't know Luo Zheng's true identity before.
Anyone would be willing to accept such a genius as his disciple.
But this kid is Luo Xiao’s son!
But he is the son of his enemy Dongfang Chunjun.
If you accept such a guy as your disciple, wouldn't it be like feeding a tiger into danger?
True gods are also whispering among themselves...
"This guy is lucky!"
"The Holy Emperor of the East is willing to accept him as his disciple regardless of past grudges..."
"I thought he was dead!"
Han Liusu stared at Luo Zheng closely. She hoped that Luo Zheng would agree. Although Dongfang Chunjun could not be kind, this was almost the only way Luo Zheng could choose!
But Han Liusu also knew that with Luo Zheng's character, he would refuse in all likelihood.
Dongfang Chunjun's words made Luo Zheng show a hint of surprise. He looked up at Dongfang Chunjun and said lightly: "It is a great honor to be accepted as a disciple by the Holy Emperor of the East."
Dongfang Chunjun nodded, still exuding a breath of spring breeze, making everyone on the island bathe in the gentleness of spring.
"Thank you to the Eastern Holy Emperor for your kindness, but I don't want to," Luo Zheng replied with a change of topic.
As soon as Luo Zheng said this, most people present looked at Luo Zheng with idiot-like eyes...
In their eyes, Luo Zheng was a death row prisoner waiting for execution. He finally got an opportunity for amnesty, and this opportunity was impossible for ordinary people to get, but he refused without any hesitation.
This is asking for death.
Dongfang Chunjun's face condensed slightly, and then his expression returned to normal, and he asked in a calm tone: "Why?"
Luo Zheng opened his mouth.
The hatred suppressed in his body was released, and he turned his eyes slightly and pointed at Dongfang Chunjun.
There was a faint murderous intent in Luo Zheng's eyes, and he said calmly: "Back then, when I overthrew my Luo family and killed my father, there was no time limit for this revenge! I, Luo Zheng, am a son of man, and I must avenge this revenge! So why not?
You can recognize a thief as your teacher!"
His momentum is certainly far inferior to that of a saint.
Compared with a saint, the difference between the glow of a firefly and the light of the sun and the moon is like that.
But in his aura, there is a rock-like state of mind. No matter how small it is, it is always a feeling that cannot be ignored.
The true gods were stunned.
This guy is too brave...
The only one who can compare with Luo Zheng is probably Yu Taibai in the Arena of Gods.
But the reason why Yu Taibai is so tough is because he controls Buzhou Mountain and is nestled in Buzhou Mountain. The Holy Emperors really have no good way to deal with him!
This Luo Zheng is a low-level true god. He ran in front of these saints to provoke them, and he was so outrageous.
"Is he seeking death?"
"Perhaps as Mu Ning said, he thought that the saints would not dare to take action because of those Dzogchen threats!"
"Think about it carefully, if he can kill those Dzogchen in an instant, it will indeed be an unbearable loss for the wealthy families!"
The saints from the Sword Clan, Xuanyue Clan, and other wealthy families looked at this scene with the mentality of watching a show.
As for the saints from the Dongfang family, Tang family, Fang family and other wealthy families, they were slightly stunned and then laughed.
"Hahaha……"
"This little guy..."
"Luo Xiao is quite capable!"
In the eyes of the saints, Luo Zheng is indeed extremely outstanding, but his strength is completely negligible.
More importantly, before the arrival of Saint Mountain, all the true gods can only practice to the Great Perfection, and the Great Perfection is almost unqualified to fight against the Saint. From this point of view, no matter how powerful Luo Zheng's talent is,
Not enough to be afraid of.
Therefore, Luo Zheng's words are like the words of an ignorant six-year-old child in the eyes of this group of saints, which is extremely ridiculous.
There was no anger on Dongfang Chunjun's face, and he still stared at Luo Zheng with a calm and relaxed expression and said: "Do you think you have this opportunity? Or are you sure you are leaving here?"
If these saints could allow a low-level true god to escape, it would really be a big deal in the world...
In front of everyone, Luo Zheng slowly raised his right hand, "I have a reason to leave here!"
There was a small black snake engraved on his hand, which was transformed from the jade seal, "Tang Wan, Mu Xuerong, Fang Henshao, Dongfang Taiqing... the lives of these Dzogchen true gods, the saints will not be indifferent."
Don’t you care?”
When Luo Zheng said this, the faces of the saints present moved slightly.
Cultivating a Dzogchen True God is by no means an easy task. Most wealthy families only have one or two Dzogchen True Gods. Almost all of them are the leaders of these wealthy families, and their status in the wealthy families is very important.
"The period of time and space in the Jade Seal is already under my control. It is very easy to kill them," Luo Zheng said coldly.
Although he acted calm and composed, he was still quite nervous inside.
Those Dzogchen lives are almost Luo Zheng's only reliance now.
"Boy, my Sword Clan has no grievances with you. I don't care what you do. Please release the Sword to me first!" A saint in the Sword Clan stared at Luo Zheng and said.
Luo Zheng bowed his hands to the saint and said: "When I entered the jade seal, the sword had already fallen, leaving only a pile of bones."
"What!"
The expressions of several saints from the Sword Clan all changed.
"If I have the chance, I will return his remains," Luo Zheng said calmly.
Luo Zheng is not willing to offend other wealthy families on the floating island.
"Boy, if you dare to hurt Tang Wan in the slightest, I will never let you go," Tang Lun said coldly.
"Then it depends on whether the Holy Emperors will let me leave. If Luo can leave this place safely, he will naturally keep these Dzogchen alive and well," Luo Zheng replied competitively.
The other saints fell into silence, and some saints turned their attention to Dongfang Chunjun. After this boy mastered the jade seal, it became really difficult.
Did he really sacrifice so many great perfections of his life for the sake of a lower-level true god?
Seeing the reactions of the saints, Aunt Hanjiu felt a little relieved. She did not expect that things would evolve to this point.
Maybe Luo Zheng can really rely on those Dzogchen lives to escape?
As Aunt Hanjiu was thinking, Dongfang Chunjun spoke, with a hint of ridicule on his face, and said with a faint smile: "As you said, you do control the lives of more than twenty Dzogchen people in your hands.
, but for my Dongfang family, there is only one Dongfang Taiqing, and I, Dongfang Chunjun, have never been threatened by anyone, so I don’t care!"
After the words fell, the expressions of the three Han sisters and Mu Ning changed slightly, and Aunt Hanjiu's heart sank.
Dongfang Chunjun's statement means that Luo Zheng's only bargaining chip has become weightless.