Qinghui Xiaosheng looked at Zheng Ming with a cold face, and his nervousness became more nervous at this time. Qinghui Xiaosheng can be said to have a considerable understanding of Zheng Ming.

He even watched the battle between Zheng Ming and Yi Heng through some photos. At that time, he felt that he was definitely not Zheng Ming's opponent. And the reason why he entered the underworld this time even made a vow of hell that he could not be empty or sub-saint was entirely because someone made a promise to him.

This person is the God Emperor.

The Emperor of God was not originally called the Emperor of God, but should have been the A Saint of the Qing Dynasty. He was chosen by the Three Everbright Sages to become the Emperor of God among the Four Emperors.

For this senior brother who nominally commands the world, it should be said that he has considerable real power, Qinghui Xiaosheng is full of envy.

In this envy, he hit it off with the Emperor of the Divine Emperor who wanted him to enter the underworld and become the lord of the underworld.

According to the Emperor of God, he was following the talisman of the six great saints. Even if Zheng Ming was unwilling to do so, he would not dare to resist the talisman of the six great saints.

In this case, he can not only become the lord of the underworld, but also control the treasure of reincarnation. At that time, his status will be far higher than that of ordinary little saints.

However, the treasure of reincarnation he was looking forward to did not come, but Zheng Ming came in person. When the six great Yama were captured, he had already received the news.

During this quarter of an hour, his heart was filled with hesitation, and he was determined to leave, but he was afraid that people would feel that he was too afraid of Zheng Ming.

However, he was basically not prepared to fight with Zheng Ming, and just when he was desperately contacting the God Emperor, he found that the God Emperor could not contact for the time being.

"Zheng Ming, don't bully people too much!" Qinghui Xiaosheng, who roared angrily, had already had a small sword in his hand.

The small sword is only one foot long. With the appearance of this small sword, the Qinghui Xiaosheng has been integrated into the bright light.

"Take me a punch!" Zheng Ming sneered. Without any words, he punched Qinghui Xiaosheng directly.

When Qinghui Xiaosheng faced Zheng Ming's huge fist shadow, his face changed, the bright moonlight turned into countless light wheels in the void. In each light wheel, there was a Qinghui Xiaosheng's figure waving his long sword.

This is the mystery of the great way that Qinghui Xiaosheng has learned over the years, and divides his body into countless parts like moonlight.

Each part is true. Although the result of this dispersion is to weaken your attack power, when a clone attacks the opponent, all his power will gather in the wheel of light.

It sounds like the sword sect’s move, but it is a hundred times better than the move of thousands of miles.

Facing countless lights and shadows, Zheng Ming ignored it at all. The fist in his hand still pressed across the void and blasted out.

This punch was not fancy at all, and three thousand different divine forbidden things were like a moving world, pressing down with a bang.

Although the fist was as powerful as a tremendous force, his speed was not too fast. When Zheng Ming's fist was swung out, countless lights and shadows had already slashed on Zheng Ming with the small sword in his hand.

The Qinghui Xiaosheng in ecstasy quickly gathered the power of his body into a wheel of light. Although he had seen Zheng Ming's battle, he did not believe that he contained the power of one-third of the great way and could not break Zheng Ming's defense.

What's more, the great way he practiced is known for his sharpness.

The power of the Great Dao penetrated through a sword. Before the sword could be drawn, cracks began to emerge in the void around him.

As for this sword, Zheng Ming seemed to have not sensed it. He was still swinging his fists and still attacking him.

Qinghui Xiaosheng's face showed a hint of nervousness. As his sword was about to hit Zheng Ming's skin, this tension became even more intense.

He was afraid that the moment his sword light was about to slash Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming suddenly realized that the closer he was to success, the more nervous he was.

Fortunately, his sword light slashed heavily on Zheng Ming's body. With this sword, a trace of ecstasy appeared on Qinghui Xiaosheng's face.

As for Zheng Ming's fist that was pressing all directions, Qinghui Xiaosheng ignored it. He believed that as long as he cut his sword, Zheng Ming's fist would naturally become decayed.

"Dang!"

A sound of gold and iron clashed in the void, and this sound came from the Qinghui Xiaosheng's short sword.

As the sound spread, in just a moment, the originally stable void of the underworld suddenly burst out huge gaps, and the Zhuanghuang Mountain, which was suppressed three thousand miles above the underworld, was directly shattered halfway.

The thin-faced underworld warriors and others were trembling in their souls. Although they did not contact the earth-shaking battle just now, the power spreading out of the battle had already made them frightened.

It can even be said that at this time, they were all frightened.

The battle at the saint level is not something they can participate in. In the battle at the saint, they are just ants.

The sound of Jin Tie's clashing sound did not have much impact on Qinghui Xiaosheng, but his heart trembled more than everyone else.

As a striker, Qinghui Xiaosheng was quite clear about the strength of his long sword. Even his senior brother and the Emperor of God would not dare to bear this sword, but Zheng Ming caught it.

How is this possible?

In just a moment, the little Saint Qinghui had no time to pay attention to these things, because Zheng Ming's fist that implicitly suppressed the heavens had already bombarded heavily.

At this moment, Qinghui Xiaosheng only had time to use his arms to block in front of his chest. However, at this moment, Qinghui Xiaosheng's body seemed to be bombarded by a heavy hammer of heaven and earth, and flew backwards.

In an instant, he flew backwards!

In an instant, he fell heavily to the ground!

All the warriors in the underworld are like headless flies, they are shouting and running! They hope to find a backbone that can make them safe, but at this time, they saw the Qinghui little saint falling to the ground.

Qinghui Xiaosheng, who fell like a cloth bag, had his left arm turned into pieces. How embarrassed it was, how embarrassed it was.

Qinghui Xiaosheng was still extremely clear at this time. He didn't care about the subordinates of the underworld, nor did he care about the eyes of these people looking at him.

Nothing is important, what is important is that I have to leave now.

As little saints, they can communicate with the great way between heaven and earth in one thought, and through the great way, they can go to any place they want to go.

Although this method costs a lot, under this circumstance, Qinghui Xiaosheng no longer has any choice.

He had no idea about the underworld anymore. Even if he wanted to retake the underworld, he would come with the God Emperor after leaving here.

Just as the little Saint Qinghui activated the magic trick and wanted to merge with the great way he had penetrated, a fist hit him again.

The Qinghui Xiaosheng, whose body had already entered halfway, was bombarded again. Even the power of the Dao that appeared beside him was directly bombarded by this majestic fist and retreated more than 300 feet.

"Zheng Ming, I will admit defeat this time, the underworld will give you the only one!" He touched the blood at the corner of his mouth with his hand, and the voice of Qinghui Xiaosheng was filled with a hint of request.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Zheng Ming's fist blew over again. Zheng Ming, who activated his fist, seemed to have not heard his request at all.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

The fist gathered by the three thousand divine forbiddens had a power to block the world, not to mention that the little saint Qinghui was seriously injured. If it weren't for the time when he became the little saint, he had controlled one-third of the avenue, and now his body would have been shattered by Zheng Ming.

"My master is the Great Sage of the Moon. Zheng Ming, if you dare to kill me, my master will never give up!" Qinghui Xiaosheng, who was beaten to the point of being unable to stand up, shouted viciously at this time.

For Qinghui Xiaosheng, the most important thing in the current situation is to leave here. As a little sage, he has always valued his face very much, but now, when he was beaten by Zheng Ming, he finally threw his face aside.

Unfortunately, the title of Yan Yue Dasheng did not have much effect, and he was still hit hard by Zheng Ming again.

"I am Xiao Sheng. You can't kill me, you can't kill me!" Qinghui Xiao Sheng roared angrily: "As long as I don't die, I must take revenge on you."

"You don't have a chance anymore. Haven't you always wanted to see my reincarnation plate? Then I'll give you a chance now." Zheng Ming looked at Qinghui Xiaosheng coldly. As he spoke, the three-foot-sized reincarnation plate fell directly towards Qinghui Xiaosheng's cover.

The black light of the reincarnation plate rotated and turned into a dark cloud, and fell directly towards Qinghui Xiaosheng. In just a moment, Qinghui Xiaosheng discovered that he had left the underworld and entered a space of early spring.

Not bad, it's early spring!

However, in this environment, Qinghui Xiaosheng discovered that he was no longer Qinghui Xiaosheng, but a sheep, a sheep eating grass.

"Zheng Ming, it's too much to deceive others!"

Qinghui Xiaosheng roared angrily. At this time, he felt that he had been insulted by Zheng Ming, but in his roar, he found that the environment he was in changed, and then the space he was in turned into a snowy scene. The boundless coldness made him, who had become a sheep, tremble all over.

The heavy snow flies, to the light snow fall, to the bleak autumn wind, to the clear and cool autumn air... Finally, it returns from the spring rain to the moment when the spring breeze comes.

He has always been a sheep in this cycle of reincarnation!

A sheep who has lived and died, died and lived and lived. I don’t know how many reincarnations have experienced. During this period, the little saint Qinghui wanted to break this strange reincarnation, but in the end, they all returned in vain.
Chapter completed!