Heaven's Last Big Boss

"Bring back the monsters above the fairyland, with impure evil spirits and karma, to assist in the investigation."

Yinhu's eyes were shining.

It turns out that letting go of the so-called principles and reserve can be so cool.

In the evening, on the beach of the East China Sea.

Zhou Zheng sat comfortably in the reclining chair, and there were many figures standing beside him, each of them had a strong breath and a tyrannical rhyme.

Only Zhou Zheng has a chair under him here.

On the beach ahead, demon kings who were bundled into rice dumplings knelt down on the ground, and beside them was the Immortal Futianmeng holding a big knife.

On the surface of the sea, a flat boat was drifting with the waves, and three white-haired old men were sitting there, but they were Daoist Dongling and two celestial masters.

These three Daoist masters were also leisurely, each took a bamboo pole and did some sea fishing there.

Ao Ying brought a green coconut and brought it to Zhou Zheng's mouth, causing Zhou Zheng to tilt his head and take a sip.

Quite refreshing.

"Emperor," God Yin Tiger came over rubbing his big hands, "Cut it off! All the little monsters have been put under supervision, just reserved for the monks who are about to grow up on the blue star to practice their hands."

Zhou Zheng whispered softly: "Don't worry, have you notified the remaining five monster clans before?"

"Notified, they should be here soon."

As soon as Yinhu finished speaking, a loud shout came from the sky:

"Futianmeng! Why did you go back on your promises! What the god general himself promised before is just farting!"

Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked up at the place where the voice came from.

There, Feng Qing, dressed in an ancient robe and a high crown, opened his mouth to scold angrily.

Behind him, two men, two women, and four demon kings all had complex expressions. Even except for King Peacock, the other three demon kings subconsciously stayed away from Feng Qing.

They want to curse at this moment.

Feng Qing, a fool, can't even see the situation in front of him clearly?

Since the last time the Blue Lions were defeated, the ancestors of each family have never sent any masters to Blue Star. The support they asked for a few times was just like a drizzle, and there was no way to cooperate with the Futian League. Reinforcements are on par.

Even, most of the Yaozu masters who came for follow-up support sneaked away scatteredly.

The power of the two sides on Blue Star has long been out of balance!

However, the ancestors of each family gave a death order, asking them to 'not lose an inch of land', otherwise they would 'slaughter their blood relatives'.

Fight, can't fight.

Go, can't go.

This is the embarrassing situation of each of them.

The Futian League's attack today was within their expectations, after all, Emperor Qinghua was attacked twice; if they couldn't let go of the family members, how could they have stayed until now?

At such a moment, just kneel down in front of Emperor Qinghua and beg for his life.

Peacock King Yan Ruchu whispered: "Feng Wang..."

"It's okay, we know each other."

Feng Qing said in a voice, and then his face was livid, and his figure appeared on the beach in a flash, and said coldly: "General Yinhu, I thought you were the one who kept his word!"

"Bold!"

Mao Tu's almond eyes stared, and the pressure enveloped Feng Qing: "This is also a place where a monster child like you can talk nonsense!"

Many immortals looked fierce, but Feng Qing stood proudly.

Then Zhou Zheng laughed and said: "Hey, what is this for? It's true that we did not do it properly. One is one, and the other is two. Come here, move a chair for Feng Wang, and come closer to me."

Most of the immortals understood something.

A celestial being moved a simple wooden chair, and Tiger God General Yin took the initiative to take it, and placed it 30 meters away from Zhou Zheng, before those kneeling rows of demon masters.

Feng Qing didn't have any stage fright, and walked over to take a seat calmly, staring at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng turned his head and took a sip of the straw stuck in the green coconut, and took off his glasses casually.

A beam of light fell from the sky, but it was Yan Ruchu standing behind Feng Qing.

The other three are just watching from afar.

Zhou Zheng said: "I want to talk to Feng Wang about today's matter. The ones who attacked me this time were more than [-] experts from Jinxian and even above Jinxian. They wanted my life. There are some of your monster clans in here ancestor."

Feng Qing nodded slowly: "I've heard about this."

Zhou Zheng said slowly: "Then I suspect that these demon kings behind you have provided convenience for these assassins to sneak into the Blue Star, and provided those assassins with a hiding place. Is this unreasonable?"

Feng Qing was silent.

Yan Ruchu said at the side: "Emperor Qinghua, we are all smart people, just say what you want to say."

"Smart people won't open their mouths now," Zhou Zheng squinted and smiled.

Yan Ruchu frowned slightly, looked down at Feng Qing, and suddenly remembered the chatter he had heard while playing games, and wisely chose to shut up.

Feng Qing was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "At the very least, my Qingqiu Fox Clan and the Peacock Clan beside me didn't take in these assassins."

——This is to convict the demons behind them.

"Futianmeng said," Zhou Zheng said indifferently, "If you don't launch an offensive in the past two years, you will naturally not launch it. Fengwang thinks that there is still a place for your monster clan to live on the current Blue Star? "

"It depends on whether the emperor will give it or not."

"I can give it to you," Zhou Zheng said, "but I can't give it to them."

He raised his chin towards the crowd behind Feng Qing.

"You two, and the three over there, all belong to the monster clan that came to Blue Star after the cataclysm.

"Although you have contributed troops to the confrontation with Futian League in the past 20 years, but each other is hostile and each is its own master. I don't want to pursue these.

"But those souls who died in the cataclysm still can't calm down the resentment in their hearts."

Feng Qing got up silently, cupped his hands and asked, "What do you want, Dijun?"

"I want all souls to be equal and life to continue."

"Then emperor, how can we ensure that the human race will not bully our spirit race? How many girls from my fox clan have been ravaged by your human monks!"

"The human race and the spirit race rule over the land, forming their own boundaries and not interfering with each other. Now in these three realms, without the power of the spirit race, they cannot resist the way of heaven that will destroy all living beings."

"These are the resources of the three realms. If the two realms continue to expand, there will inevitably be confrontations."

"Nowadays, even the catastrophe 20 years later may not be able to survive, so why think about what will happen 10 years later?" Zhou Zheng said indifferently, "Before then, we should have a more robust coping mechanism."

Feng Qing nodded slowly, and asked again: "Then Dijun, what do you want me to do?"

"three things."

Zhou Zheng laughed and said, "First, kill the demon kings behind you."

Chapter 178 Use wind to control monsters and fix Blue Star!

"Using a demon to kill a demon?"

Daoist Dongling sat on the boat and said with a smile: "Our Emperor Qinghua's plan is not small."

Zhang Tianshi smiled and said:

"Emperor Ziwei has also considered this matter before, but there has been no suitable candidate, nor the right time.

"The demon race is inexhaustible. All things that combine with aura are the spirit race. The spirit race and the demon race are just called differently."

"good."

Ge Tianshi nodded and continued to stare at the fish in the water, not making a speech.

On the beach, many immortals watched Feng Qing.

Feng Qing stared at Zhou Zheng.

Feng Wang felt that he seemed to have underestimated the guy in front of him.

This guy usually has a playful smile on his face, and he still has a bit of a petty spirit on his body, and he doesn't have the demeanor of a heavenly deity; but when it comes to such things, he is not ambiguous at all.

The first thing is to let yourself hand in the name certificate.

This is to accept himself as a dog.

Zhou Zheng and Feng Qing looked at each other for about half a minute, Feng Qing slowly lowered his head, holding a long sword in his hand.

"Wind King!"

Yan Ruchu raised his hand to hold Feng Qing's wrist, and said anxiously: "If you really do this, the ancestor will not let you go."

"Stay away," Feng Qing whispered.

"But this..."

"Stay away, don't splash on you."

Feng Qing's eyes shone brightly.

Yan Ruchu pursed her lips and took two steps back, with a hint of helplessness on that pretty face.

"Don't blame me, everyone," Feng Qing said in a low voice, "It's the ancestors who didn't give us a way to survive!"

The demon kings in the first row struggled desperately, but they couldn't even speak a word.

Feng Qing took a deep breath, raised the sword in his hand, and threw eight heads flying out. The eight headless corpses began to swell, but they were immediately picked up by the immortal and thrown into the sea.

Feng Qing came back stained with blood.

Yan Ruchu smiled bitterly, watching Feng Qing from the side.

"From today onwards," Feng Qing said, "Blue Star's Qingqiu Fox Clan has nothing to do with the Qingqiu Fox Clan. What's the second thing?"

Zhou Zheng said: "Second, hand over the family tree of Blue Star Qingqiu."

Feng Qing took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and threw it into the hands of God General Yinhu.

He seemed to have anticipated the situation today, and he carried all these things with him.

"What else?" Feng Qing urged instead.

Zhou Zheng thought carefully for a while.

He was thinking whether he should let the wind chime do better, or not to press the wind chime like this.

Zhou Zheng felt that he could not be influenced by the so-called 'personal relationship'.

What would he do if the person in front of him was not Feng Qing, but another monster leader who met the requirements and did not have too much karma?

So how to do it.

Zhou Zheng said slowly:

"Third, unite the remaining five of your families to unify the remaining monster clans on the blue star. The other masters are here. You should have no resistance. Send the karma-ridden monsters to the Futian League. I will use them to worship the heavens." .”

Feng Qing's eyes sparkled, and he said in a low voice: "If you do this, the surviving monster clans of other families will probably hate God."

Zhou Zheng's smile was quite sincere, and his eyes were so clear: "I don't care about these things, it's up to you."

"how long?"

"Within a week, there will be a sacrifice to commemorate the Blue Star's catastrophe. These monsters who have eaten people just happened to be sacrifices. The four gods will send experts to assist you if you need it."

Zhou Zheng's speech slowed down:

"I hope that cannibalism will become an absolute prohibition for the Blue Star Monster Race in the future, and the Futian League will also increase the protection of the kind spirit race. What do you think?"

"Okay," Feng Qing said calmly, "Since this is the case, please promise me one thing."

General Yinhu frowned and said, "You guys still dare to ask for conditions?"

Zhou Zheng said decisively: "I don't agree."

"My Blue Star Qingqiu Fox Clan has severed ties with this clan, and I have been alone since then," Feng Qing sneered, "If the emperor doesn't even have a member of our clan by his side, how can I explain to them? How can you rest assured?"

Yinhu's eyes lit up: "Dijun, what people say makes sense!"

Zhou Zheng almost inherited Wu Song's mantle at the speed of light.