Seeking the Way of Immortality

While everyone was chatting, the great gods Zhong Kui and Shen Tu came over with more than ten men and women.

"Boss, long time no see!"

"We have met all the great emperors!"

"Nephew, do you still remember me?" Kunpeng Great Sage Gao Tao said with a smile.

Wu Zheng frowned, only feeling that this person's breath was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Kunpeng Ruins." Xuan Jun reminded.

Wu Zheng suddenly realized and bowed: "Junior Wu Zheng, meet Uncle Kunpeng."

"Okay, okay, your little kid is really amazing!"

"Have you met Tianci?"

"Of course, if I hadn't had a connection with the little guy, I wouldn't have handed over my direct descendants to Tianci." Kunpeng said with a smile.

"Old Kunpeng, it turns out that you have known each other for a long time." A plump and mature woman said with a smile.

"Kunpeng, it's only been a few hundred years since we last met, but you've become much more thoughtful!"

"Damn Kunpeng, you're so quick!"

"Boss, where's my sister-in-law?"

"Boss, you didn't even tell us when you got married."

"You'll have to drink a penalty drink later!"

More than a dozen strong men spoke one after another.

Pengju on the side looked at the crowd and was already stunned. The dozen people who came were the weakest Kunpeng Great Sage, and the aura on his body was not comparable to that of ordinary ghost emperors.

On the other hand, Xuanjun, although he has advanced to the ghost emperor realm, has the weakest aura among the crowd.

And this is actually the case!

"Xuanjun, I heard that my nephew has suffered a lot of grievances in the Phoenix Realm. I'm going to talk to you later!"

"Well, there's nothing for us to talk about. I'm going to prepare food." Xuanjun turned around and ran, not giving the man a chance at all.

A group of people came to the underworld one after another. In ten days, a total of 108 people came. The lowest of these people was also a seventh-level existence.

These 108 strong men were the 108 Tiangang Disha generals formed by Wu Xin in the past. These people were either prehistoric species, or had strong talents, or were descendants of true spirits, or were peerless geniuses.

According to Xuan Jun, there could have been more people, but some strong men had either completely fallen or gone to distant galaxies for various reasons in recent years and could not receive the butcher's order.

And Xuan Jun was the last one among the 72 Disha generals, almost at the bottom.

Not to mention that Wu Zheng and others were so shocked that they couldn't close their jaws, even Fengdu Emperor and others were extremely shocked by this group of people.

There were as many as nine strong men who surpassed the Mahayana realm, and nearly twenty Mahayana realm strong men. This force was enough to make the world tremble.

These people came from the Zhoutian Wanjie, all of them were unruly, but they respected Wu Xin quite a bit!

Shi Lie and Peng Ju, who had remained silent, silently took a piece of beef, eating while secretly feeling sad, people will die if they compare themselves to others, and goods will be thrown away if they compare themselves to goods!

Among the 108 strong men, there were men and women, old and young, human beings, demons, and even some prehistoric alien species.

Wu Zheng and others also saw a female cultivator of the elf clan with wings and a very graceful figure. The female cultivator was really beautiful.

After the Emperor of Fengdu left, Wu Xin released his space world and put these strong men into the space world.

Wu Zheng and others were also fortunate to see Wu Xin's space world.

Wu Xin's space world was extremely large, with no end in sight, about millions of miles in size, enough to rival a smaller realm.

In the space world, there are rare treasures everywhere, birds and beasts are numerous, mountains, rivers and lakes are all available, but the spiritual energy inside is scarce, even worse than Wu Zheng's small world.

Wu Xin has hardly left the underworld in these years, and it is not convenient for him to walk in the underworld. There is no source of spiritual energy, and the space world consumes a lot. It is very good to be able to maintain the status quo.

What makes Wu Zheng a little sad is that there is no powerful existence in his father's space world, which shows that his father has not lived very well in these years.

With Wu Xin's character, it is naturally impossible to accept the gifts of Fengdu Emperor and others for no reason!

"Boss, how did your space world become like this?" A strong man asked, his tone full of sadness.

Wu Zheng can find out the situation of his father, and others can naturally find it!

"I have been in the underworld for these years, and I have no desire, so I don't bother to care about the space world. If you hadn't come and had no place to live, I would have almost forgotten that I still have a space world." Wu Xin said indifferently.

"Boss, my mountain is still there, I won't be polite."

"Boss, I'm going too."

After a while, most of the 108 people left, and only more than ten powerful people remained by Wu Xin's side.

As those people entered the space world, they suddenly found that the spiritual energy in the space world suddenly revived. In just a moment, the spiritual energy in the space world was so rich that it was visible to the naked eye, which made Wu Zheng's younger generation stunned.

These people are really not a fuel-saving lamp. This kind of method alone is not something that ordinary seventh-level and eighth-level strongmen can use.

"Nephew, if you have nothing to do, let's practice!" A strong man looked at Wu Zheng with a smile, and Wu Zheng instinctively felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"Dad, have you abused them before?"

"It seems that I have."

"Boss, my nephew's cultivation is too low, and he will embarrass you when he goes out."

"That makes sense."

After speaking, Wu Xin actually took Huang Yu and others to leave the space world.

In the space world, in addition to the 108 strong men, only Xuan Jun, Wu Zheng, Lie Yuanxiao, Shi Lie, Kong Xuan, Chong Xiao, Wu Xing Zhenjun, Peng Ju, Wu Tian Wu Di and others were left.

Wu Zheng was not polite either, knowing that these subordinates of his father had intentional instructions, and such good things could not be bought with money.

Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, Dongxu Sanren, Gun Zunzhe, Lin Tian, ​​Minghe Daoren, Wuchenzi, Jinjing Yingming, Babo Qing Xiongba, Baiqi Baishui and others in the small world appeared one after another.

"Oh, I didn't realize that there are so many helpers around my nephew." A woman's voice was crisp, but her words were extremely sharp.

"Brother, what place is this?"

"Treasure land."

"Why are there so many powerful auras?"

"Wu Zheng, which strong man did you offend?" Dongxu Sanren was sweating on his forehead and spoke a little weakly.

At this moment, a burly bald man said dissatisfiedly: "Xuanjun, do you still need me to treat you?"

"Well, I'll go by myself!" After speaking, the True Dragon Zhenyue Sword in Xuanjun's hand suddenly appeared and flew towards the bald man.

"Tuoba Feitian, hit me gently, I'll do it again later!"

"Okay!"

Xuanjun couldn't help but feel a chill on his back when he heard it!