The overwhelming eighth-grade ancient saints will have a headache even when the masters face it. Although Zheng Ming is extremely strong now, in the eyes of some people, he is at the end of his strength at this time.

The stronger you perform, the more you want to shock the world. And the ultimate move that can kill hundreds of people in one move is not something you can use casually.

"Looking for death!" Zheng Ming naturally would not let go of these lucky people. With the thoughts in his mind, his whole body had turned into countless figures in the void, and then he rushed towards the ancient saints.

Countless figures seemed to be true, and the faces of the thousands and eight ancient saints suddenly became extremely ugly.

They no longer want anything else. What they can do is to use their strongest means to block the dangers they face.

However, although the three words "blocking back" are easy to write, they are not so easy to do. In an instant, dozens of eight-level ancient saints have been hit by the phantoms transformed by Zheng Ming.

At the beginning, this kind of hit was the same as many people just felt, and did not cause any harm to them. However, when they quickly activated their means to detect the changes in themselves, they were directly turned into ashes.

For a moment, the sky was dim and the earth was dark.

"Run, he...he has become the master!" The eight-level ancient sage shouted loudly, and then fled wildly. Zheng Ming was naturally not polite to these people who were about to kill him. He waved his fist and chased them.

"Brother Zheng calmed down!" A faint voice suddenly sounded in the void. Accompanied by this sound, a man in a white robe and a red and golden aperture appeared in the void like a god or a holy one.

The eighth-level ancient saint of the holy clan showed a look of horror in his eyes when he saw the old man, but then the horror turned into ecstasy.

"Master Master, Zheng Ming has obtained a great opportunity in the Chaos Divine Sea. This opportunity belongs to our entire supreme holy realm. Zheng Ming cannot swallow these opportunities in vain."

The words of the eighth-level ancient saint suddenly made the surroundings extremely quiet. Although the master of their clan did not come, hope arose in the hearts of many people. They could not do anything to Zheng Ming, but behind them there was a master. As long as the masters took action, there would be no problem that could not be solved.

So, these eight-level ancient saints began to use their own special secret techniques to summon the ancient saints of their clan.

Zheng Ming ignored the clamoring eighth-level ancient saint, but instead turned his eyes to the slowly coming master. He knew very well that the main trouble now should be the master.

Will you lose yourself against the Lord of the Lord?

Thinking of what the mirror spirit of the mirror of the world returns to one mirror to him, Zheng Ming felt a little more confident in his heart. He clasped his fists at the master and said, "I have seen the master of Holy Cloud."

The Master of Shengyun Zheng Ming is not unfamiliar with it, because the two of them had done business together. Not to mention anything else, the Yiming Business Company at this time had a position to dominate 10% of the shares.

It can be said that every year, Zheng Ming has to have a huge amount of wealth flowing into the pocket of this Holy Cloud Lord, who plays a role in protecting Zheng Ming's trading company.

The two have always cooperated well, or in other words, Zheng Ming has never burned the offering of this master, but now, the relationship between the two has undergone tremendous changes from the past.

"I didn't expect it!" Master Shengyun looked at Zheng Ming and suddenly said with emotion: "I always felt that you were not a thing in the pool, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated you. You are not just a thing in the pool. You are simply a Kunpeng, and now you are soaring into the sky."

Looking at the Master of Holy Cloud who looked very moved, Zheng Ming smiled softly and said, "In recent years, if it weren't for the support of Lord Dominant, I wouldn't have been here."

"Hahaha, it's no point to say this." Master Shengyun said this and said in a deep voice: "What kind of opportunity did you get in the Chaos Divine Sea this time? Can you tell me?"

Zheng Ming frowned slightly. Although there was still some respect for Master Shengyun, how could he say that it was related to his own opportunity?

So after frowning gently, Zheng Ming had already made a decision in his heart. He looked at the Lord of Holy Cloud and didn't speak at all.

This is actually an attitude. Looking at Zheng Ming who is silent, Master Shengyun's expression remains unchanged.

At this moment, another man with a small black horn on his head appeared in the void. Judging from the appearance of this man, he should be a member of the Shenjiao Clan.

After receiving the news from the ancient saint of the eighth-level Shenjiao Clan, the master of the Shenjiao Clan finally came, and he was a little unstoppable.

The master looked at Zheng Ming for a few careful glances, then looked at the eight-story ancient saints around him, and then stopped talking.

With the arrival of this master, the dominant-level existences among the heavens and all races rushed over from all directions almost at the same time. Many of the masters were among the eighth-level ancient sage in the clan who were killed by Zheng Ming.

These masters did not show the anger they deserved. They stood there quietly, but with their arrival one by one, a solemn atmosphere began to form around Zheng Ming.

"Brother Zheng, do you want to give me an explanation if you kill my son and nephew!" Finally, a master who looked like an illusory body looked at Zheng Ming and said lightly.

Zheng Ming has really dealt with this master. The money he offered to him every year must be accumulated with mountains.

If it were in the past, Zheng Ming was naturally afraid of such an existence, but now, he is not afraid of this person.

"What do you want by Lord Qingyun?" Zheng Ming looked at Lord Qingyun and said calmly.

Lord Qingyun looked at Zheng Ming, who was not afraid of him at all, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes. If Zheng Ming had spoken to him like this according to his previous temper, he waved his hand and wanted Zheng Ming to die without a burial place, but now, Zheng Ming is no longer the same.

"What do you think?" Master Qingyun hesitated for a moment and did not give a direct answer.

The other masters around were watching the conversation between Zheng Ming and Master Qingyun. After Master Qingyun finished speaking, most of the people's eyes were staring at Zheng Ming tightly.

Zheng Ming had a feeling that at this time, as long as he showed a little timidity, he would be torn clean by these gathered masters.
Chapter completed!