Looking at all this, Zhang Jiangang's mood was extremely complicated.
Things are different and people are different.
At the same time, although Lele had grown into a graceful quasi-emperor-level female cultivator at this moment, Zhang Jiangang recognized her at a glance with those eyes and the look in her eyes that made her want to cry and laugh at the same time.
Of course there is Erbao leaning on the stone.
That familiar look of cold arrogance and shock, that tired look of relief.
Especially when he saw Lele looking at him so timidly, Zhang Jiangang felt very distressed.
"Brother, you are finally back!" Finally Lao Yu couldn't help shouting and strode up.
With a bear hug, Zhang Jiangang nodded heavily: "Thank you for your hard work these years."
As soon as the words came out, Lao Yu, who had never shed tears before, suddenly turned red.
"It's okay. As long as you come back, big brother, everything will be fine."
Zhang Jiangang nodded: "Don't worry. Where are Lao Zhao, Lao Wu and the others?"
"They are all dead. Wenjun and his wife were also killed in the battle." Lao Yu gritted his teeth, "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't take good care of them."
Everyone noticed that Zhang Jiangang swallowed his saliva, his brows were filled with murderous intent, but he suppressed his anger.
"Don't blame yourself, I'm here." Zhang Jiangang patted Lao Yu on the shoulder.
"Yuwen, don't worry, Zhang Daoyou has his own way." Seeing Yu Wencheng mention that Zhang Wenjun and his wife and the four heavenly kings died in the battle, Qin Zhong said comfortingly behind him.
Lao Yu just nodded. He didn't know what Qin Zhong meant.
"Lifen, how have you been these past few years? I've suffered so much for you."
"It's okay." Wang Lifen forced a smile, but her face was filled with tears.
"Zhang Daoyou."
"Long time no see, Brother Zhao."
The two nodded to each other, just like before.
Finally, Zhang Jiangang's eyes fell on his granddaughter Lele, who was looking at him with tears in his eyes and hesitated to speak, not far away, and looked at Erbao who was being supported.
Looking at his granddaughter, Zhang Jiangang opened his arms.
"Lele~" Zhang Jiangang stretched out his hands and said with a smile, just like when he was a child.
At this moment, Lele couldn't bear it anymore and ran over and threw herself into Zhang Jiangang's arms.
"Grandpa, where have you been all these years? Why have you abandoned us all? Do you know that dad is dead, mom and Grandpa Zhao and Grandpa Wu are all dead. Many people have died on our earth, those
Immortals and monsters..." Zhang Lele burst into tears, and his tears even wet the clothes on Zhang Jiangang's chest.
"I'm so tired, Grandpa, Xiao Nin and I can hardly hold on anymore."
"Okay, okay, grandpa knows he was wrong. Grandpa is back. Don't be afraid, grandpa is here." He patted his granddaughter's head gently, and the corners of Zhang Jiangang's eyes became a little wet.
"Xiao Ren, it's grandpa, it's really grandpa."
"Xiao Ren, please call me grandpa." The only person present who looked calm on the surface was Zhang Qianren, the Emperor of Thousand Ninjas. However, he was still urged to call him grandpa by Wang Lifen and others.
"Thank you." However, Emperor Qianren, who was leaning on the stone, did not shout, but he did shout a thank you that was neither salty nor bland.
"Xiao Ren!" Da Lele couldn't help scolding him after wiping his tears.
The next moment, Emperor Qianren tilted his face and looked in another direction.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiangang's lips curled up slightly and he smiled nonchalantly.
This boy still has the same virtue, Zhang Jiangang thought in his mind.
"Brother, what should we do now?" After the greetings, Lao Yu finally couldn't help but ask.
Although the eldest brother is back, the heavens today are no longer the heavens they were back then.
The current plane No. 1 is no longer the Soaring Dragon World of the past.
At this moment, there are hundreds of great emperors sitting on the earth, and there are four holy emperors. And there are countless other great emperors and holy emperor-level beings in the First Purple Royal World in the rear area.
Tens of billions of people on earth have been enslaved, monsters are raging, and the glory of the past has turned into ruins and dilapidated.
Is it too late to go back now? Is there anything else that can be changed?
Especially since most of the tens of millions of Soaring Dragon cultivators in the past were killed in battle, the remaining few could only survive in a miserable way.
The Earth is no longer the Earth it was once upon a time, to be exact, it was not the Earth it was four hundred and eighty years ago.
People on earth have been enslaved for more than four hundred years.
Even many younger generations don’t know the history of the earth.
Everyone, including Zhao Yuxiao, looked at Zhang Jiangang.
Especially those young monks who were born later looked on with admiration. They did not expect that they would see the legendary first master and founder of the Soaring Dragon Immortal Realm, the totem and founder of the earth monks in their lifetime!
"You don't need to do anything, just leave it to me." Looking at Zhang Jiangang again, he said.
What's the meaning?
Everyone was puzzled.
But everyone will believe whatever Zhang Jiangang says. At this moment, Zhang Jiangang is the omnipotent god in everyone's hearts, and he is also the only and strongest support.
Before anyone could speak, Qin Zhong and others spoke first.
"Brother Zhang, do you need our help?" Qin Zhong said, and several others also looked at Zhang Jiangang.
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yuxiao and the local monks on Earth also looked at Zhang Jiangang.
"Just watch." Zhang Jiangang said.
Huh? Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they were extremely confused.
"Zhang Daoyou, what do you want to do?" Even Zhao Yuxiao was a little shaken. He didn't understand what Zhang Jiangang was thinking.
After all, in his opinion, Lord Qin and others are very helpful.
And the strange thing is that after hearing Zhang Jiangang's answer, the strong man named Qin Zhong actually nodded with peace of mind.
"Grandpa, you?" Lele was also puzzled.
Everyone's idea is to let Zhang Jiangang lead everyone back to kill them.
So shouldn’t the more help the better? Does Grandpa want to challenge the No. 1 Purple Royal World alone?
Grandpa is very strong, but hundreds of years of experience have left Lele and the others unsure and unsure.
After all, the earth is facing a desperate situation in hell that has been ruled by the First Purple Royal World for hundreds of years, and it cannot be changed by one person.
There were only two people at the scene whose expressions changed slightly but did not say anything.
The first one is naturally Lao Yu.
Whatever eldest brother says is whatever he says. He has his own reasons for doing whatever he does. Just follow him! This is Lao Yu’s will.
The other one is Erbao.
After his expression changed, Erbao thought of something and looked at Zhang Jiangang in shock.
"Brother, what should they do?" Lao Yu didn't think much, but looked at the less than twenty immortals and demons lying on the ground at the moment, including Zuo Qingfeng and others.
"Kill!" Zhang Jiangang said only one word.
kill!
The fire in Lao Yu's chest immediately started, his eyes changed, and he lifted the broken sickle and started moving it.
"Wait a minute." The next moment, Zhang Jiangang called out to Lao Yu, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, Lao Yu's underworld sickle fell into Zhang Jiangang's hand.
Then, a layer of six colors of brilliance covered the sickle.
The next moment, the sickle was not only repaired, but also seemed to have a strange ability.
Others did not see the doorway, but Qianren Emperor Zhang Qianren, who was leaning on the stone, changed his expression. He first glanced at the six-color brilliance on the sickle, and then looked at his grandfather in shock.
At this moment, the unruly look on Emperor Qianren's face completely dissipated when facing his grandfather, and at the same time, the tense nerves were completely relaxed.
"Reincarnation~ I understand." Zhang Qianren murmured.
At the same time, the next moment, he noticed that his grandfather waved his hand, and everyone on the scene recovered from their injuries instantly.
Especially Zhao Yuxiao's broken arm slowly and strangely grew back while exuding six colors of brilliance!
And the whole process, including everyone's recovery from injuries, was also flashing with six colors of brilliance, which was extremely weird.
And when everyone was feeling relieved, Lao Yu had already arrived in front of the dozen or so immortal demons who were lingering with his sickle in hand.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me. Senior Zhang, we are also forced. If we don't come, Lord Zuo Tianzun will kill us and even destroy our immortal world." Seeing this, some immortals begged for mercy in horror.
road.
"Yes, Senior Zhang, please spare us. We can't help ourselves." Someone shouted.
"We know we were wrong and we are willing to follow our predecessors."
They didn't want to die just like this because of their cultivation, millions of years of practice, and their extraordinary abilities and life.
Of course, most of them just have the intention of leaving green hills without having to worry about running out of firewood.
After all, no matter how powerful Zhang Jiangang is, can he still challenge the entire heavens and the entire First Purple Royal World by himself?
You must know that things are different now. Plane No. 1 does not have the advantage of the planar barrier to block high-level practitioners, nor does it have allies. Even the local Purple Royal monks were all killed or injured.
The remaining first batch of Longteng Ziyu monks either endured humiliation and endured heavy hardships, hiding in hiding, or were enslaved.
What does Zhang Jiangang do to compete with the No. 1 Ziyu World?
"Yes, senior, please be merciful. We are willing to follow senior. We are willing." Several other demons also hurriedly knelt down and said, looking very embarrassed.
Seeing this scene, many of Earth's young genius monks were filled with hatred, but few were shaken.
After all, there are few people and we are weak now, so if we can have more helpers, we will have more help.
Even Zhao Yuxiao also had the idea of subduing these people for use by the resistance forces.
However, before they could speak, Lao Hu raised his knife with a cold face, and one of the big heads flew up.
This scene made a dozen other immortals and demons tremble.
In addition, there are those who give in, and naturally there are those who are arrogant and disobedient, such as Zuo Qingfeng.
"Hahaha! Come on, kill me! Zhang Jiangang, I admit that I am not as good as you. But so what?" Zuo Qingfeng laughed wildly, with some provocation.
"Do you think you can change anything by yourself? This is no longer your era!" Zuo Qingfeng was still provocative before he died, not afraid of laughter.
"I advise you to surrender and maybe there will be a chance of survival. Maybe the people above will sympathize with you and give you and the people on Earth on Plane 1 a way to survive. How many people can you kill?"
"Think about your dead son, daughter-in-law, parents, and others. Think about the tens of millions of monks on earth who have died. No matter how powerful you are, can you change this? A man who knows the current affairs is a hero, and don't use a mantis as a chariot. What's more, with your strength,
Can it resist hundreds of thousands of great emperor-level beings in the First Purple Royal World, and can it resist hundreds of saint-emperor-level experts?"
"Stop dreaming! Either surrender or escape. I think you should escape, haha. In a while, our reinforcements will come." Another immortal from the First Purple Royal World laughed.
"If you dare to touch me, none of you will survive! Your granddaughter, your grandson, all of you will die! Come on, kill me!"
The more he talked, the more excited Zuo Qingfeng became, with a ferocious expression on his face!
After hearing this, everyone was furious and had complicated emotions.
Yes, can it be redeemed?
And even if we win, those familiar people will never be able to find the Soaring Dragon Fairyland again.
Including Zhang Jiangang's parents, son, daughter-in-law, etc., including the four heavenly kings of the past and tens of millions of Purple Yulongteng monks, they can no longer come back.
Everyone's expressions turned gloomy. Of course, this strengthened everyone's idea of revenge.
Among them, only Erbao, Qin Zhong and others smiled indifferently, as if they didn't have any worries at all.
On the other side, Zhang Jiangang walked over and crushed Zuo Qingfeng's head with one hand, which made all the surviving monks on Earth feel happy.
Everyone noticed that the moment Zhang Jiangang took action, the six-color light appeared again.
But no one thought much about it.
Seeing this scene, the remaining emperor-level and surviving heavenly king-level immortals were so frightened that they didn't even dare to say anything.
They knew that Zhang Jiangang had reached a height that was difficult for them to reach.
Hundreds of years ago, they heard about Zhang Jiangang's decisive killing. At that time, they who could not come to the earth thought that he was just a child playing house. Now they see how terrifying this man is.
At this moment, they also regretted it and felt that their gains were ridiculous, especially those who later took refuge in Zuofuzun's other immortal and demonic realms.
This is the tragedy of the ordinary fairy world and the demon world. You can't help yourself in life and death.
"Those of you who are not the immortals and monsters in the Purple Royal World are on the left." At this moment, Zhang Jiangang said.
As soon as he finished speaking, after a slight hesitation, the masters of the immortal world and the demon world staggered to the left in despair.
The remaining people from the First Purple Royal World on the left were stunned.
And the next moment, while they were stunned, they had already been executed with their heads mutilated and could no longer die.
This scene frightened the other immortals and demons, and they screamed.
They found that all their hundreds of years of cultivation had been lost and they became mortals. Then an arm flew out, blood spurted out, and they were in great pain.
Some people were angry and desperate, but others breathed a sigh of relief and immediately knelt down to thank them.
Without him, if your cultivation is gone, you can spend millions of years practicing all over again, but if your life is gone?
the other side.
"Brother, what should we do next?" Seeing this scene, Lao Yu wiped the blood sickle and asked.
Zhang Jiangang looked up in the direction of the earth and said, "Go home."