The golden light on Zheng Ming's body was one-tenth of the hardness of Ruyi's golden cudgel. It gathered in Zheng Ming's body almost instantly. The moment the foot of the man in purple collided with Zheng Ming's feet, he felt as if he had hit a mountain.

A mountain is all made of black iron.

"Crack!" A broken bone sounded in the hall. Zheng Heng, who heard this sound, rushed towards the man in purple robe like an angry lion.

He can be respectful to the people from Tianshen Mountain, but this has a premise. No matter how big the people from Tianshen Mountain are, he cannot hurt his younger brother.

Zheng Heng practiced swordsmanship in Jinxia Sect, but he also had considerable attainments in boxing.

Because he was anxious and Zheng Ming was injured, this punch was naturally very hard-working, and the golden fist hit the man in the purple robe.

The man in purple robe flew backwards like a rag bag, and fell heavily to the ground. He couldn't get up and howled in pain.

The screams made Zheng Heng stunned. His own cultivation was definitely not as good as the Gao brother of Tianshen Mountain. He was just angry just now, so he had no concerns about the possible consequences, but he did not expect that such consequences would occur!

When did I become so powerful that I actually beat someone who is higher than me and almost cried.

The cold-faced middle-aged man also reacted at this time. Although Zheng Ming did not move just now, the faint golden light on his body actually broke the bones of his unlucky nephew.

What's even more unlucky is that this seemingly loyal Zheng Heng actually took advantage of his nephew's injury and took advantage of the injury to attack his nephew.

It's really... despicable and shameless!

"A sin, I won't teach you a lesson today. You don't know the strictness of the precepts of Tianshen Mountain." While speaking, the cold-faced middle-aged man waved his hand and pressed down on Zheng Ming and Zheng Heng with a huge palm.

Hand of the God!

This is the Dharma body that the middle-aged man cultivates, and is known as the hand of the gods who can suppress all things with one hand.

However, the middle-aged man's hand of the gods only has three fingers, but that's just like that, his mighty power still oppresses all directions.

The moment the hand of the god fell, Zheng Heng's body could not move at all. Although he had the cultivation level of the Lotus Realm, the existence of the Dharma Body Realm was not something he could provoke.

Just when Zheng Heng was anxious, he suddenly saw Zheng Ming slap his head, and two breaths of black and white suddenly flew out from Zheng Ming's head.

These two auras faced the hand of the gods, and in just a moment, they turned into a void, and the hand of the gods disappeared into the void.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. He never expected that Zheng Ming was also a powerful man in the Dharma body realm! He was surprised and was about to use other means, but before he could use the means, he felt that the environment in front of him had changed.

Originally, he was in the palace of Yulian City, but now, he suddenly realized that he had appeared in a strange world.

There was no sun and moon in this world, and the rolling breath made him feel irritated. In his fear, his first instinctive reaction was to leave this place quickly!

Although he could not sense the existence of the hand of the gods, his hand was carrying the treasure given by the Lord of the God Mountain when he came out of the gods.

As the divine thought flashed, the treasure had already appeared in his hand. It was a giant halberd. Although it was incomplete, it contained divine forbidden.

The Breaking the Kowloon Divine Halberd was a war soldier polished by a peerless genius who had reached the level of divine forbidden on the Tianshen Mountain.

Relying on the inscription given by the Lord of the Divine Mountain, although he could only activate one-tenth of the power of the Breaking Sky God Salute, with this one-tenth of the time, he felt that breaking through this strange method should be a matter of being able to win.

"open!"

With a loud shout, the middle-aged man's divine halberd swept across the void, and the boundless chaotic aura was instantly cut into two pieces from the middle.

Seeing the gap emerge, the middle-aged man flew out quickly. He held the Breaking Air Divine Halberd and was about to teach Zheng Ming a big lesson after he went out.

However, as he flew quickly, he found that this world seemed endless. No matter which direction he flew, he could not reach the end of the formation.

How could this happen? What kind of formation is this? In a hurry, he activated the Breaking Sky God Halberd again.

Once, twice, three times...

The middle-aged man who activated the God of Breaking the Kong thirteen times in a row had exhausted the true energy in his body and could no longer wield the God of Breaking the Kong thunder.

Although Zheng Ming did not enter the Dharma body of the Liangyi Micro-Dust Array, his mind was closely linked to the formation.

At this time, with just one thought, the yin and yang energy will collapse, and the two yin dust array will be disillusioned from the prehistoric world to dust dust again.

Of course, those who enter the Liangyi Micro-Dust Formation will also become Micro-Dust. However, he is not ready to do this at this time!

In Zheng Ming's concept, any opponent is either ruthless or cruel. The reason why Zheng Ming did not attack this middle-aged man was not that he was merciful, but because Zheng Xiaoxuan was still in Tianshen Mountain.

Although he was not afraid of anyone, when the Great Sage of the Golden Lotus fell and the other saints didn't know what to do, his best choice was to honestly improve his cultivation.

Although the Tianshen Mountain made him a little unhappy, they are now Zheng Xiaoxuan's best choice.

These guys are arrogant and if they give a lesson, Zheng Ming will never be ruthless, but it is not worth killing him. So after the middle-aged man was so tired that he lost his strength in the Liangyi Micro-Dust Formation, he turned a little closer to the void.

The Liangyi Micro-Dust Array disappeared completely, and the middle-aged man whose cultivation was almost exhausted almost fell to the ground when he appeared.

In his eyes when he looked at Zheng Ming, in addition to being angry, he was more afraid, and fear of Zheng Ming.

The means of evolving a space obviously made him deeply feel the threat of death. Although he had come out now, his reason told him that he was definitely not Zheng Ming's opponent.

His eyes were staring at Zheng Ming tightly, and after a while, he sighed and said, "I didn't expect that you have advanced to the Dharma Body!"

"I admit that it is not your opponent, but do you know who the Feng family sent this time?"

Zheng Ming naturally didn't know, and he smiled and said, "Then tell me, what kind of person are they sending?"

"It's Lushan Tiger!" The moment the middle-aged man mentioned this name, a hint of fear rose in his eyes: "Lushan Tiger has ancient bloodlines. He once fought in the Divine Hou back then, but although he was finally defeated, he escaped unsuccessfully."

"You are not his opponent!"

"I came here this time to mediate the grudge between you and the Feng family. I have a letter from the Lord of God to the Heavenly Lord. As long as you come to the door to apologize, I believe that the Lord of Heaven will definitely give you the Lord of God."

The battle with the divine martyr who had fought with the Dharma body in the Star Realm is an amazing record for the entire Zique Divine Dynasty.

Even some ordinary Dharmakaya realm existences will choose to retreat immediately after hearing the loud battle results of Lushanhu.

However, the middle-aged man had really found the wrong person with three-point intimidation this time. Zheng Ming had just killed the Great Saint of Jinlian. Although the saint-level hero cards were tortured by him, there were not many hero cards at present, so he had to choose to lie dormant for a while.

But this dormant is only targeted at figures like the Golden Lotus Great Saint. As for others, they are not taken seriously by Zheng Ming.

"Haha, the Lord of God cares so much. Do you think I should be grateful?" Zheng Ming's eyes were filled with a playful smile.

This smile is sarcastic in the eyes of the middle-aged man. If he had not suffered any losses in Zheng Ming's hands, he would definitely let this kid know what it means to be tall and thick.

But now, he already knew that Zheng Ming was so powerful that he could only swallow his breath.

"What the Lord of God cares about is Fairy Xuanji. If you weren't for being the brother of Fairy Xuanji, to be honest, no matter whether you are dead or alive, the Lord of God wouldn't blink."

"You guys, please do your own things!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his eyes fell on Zheng Heng and said, "Please arrange a place for us!"

The young men and women who followed the middle-aged man looked at Zheng Ming with hatred at this moment.

They felt that they were ordered by the Lord of God to help the Zheng brothers who like to cause trouble. When facing themselves and others, the Zheng brothers should face gods and immortals.

Zheng Ming's attitude made them very uncomfortable, but the fight between Zheng Ming and the middle-aged people made them afraid to be proud again.

Zheng Heng was unwilling to offend this middle-aged man again. After all, his sister and parents were both on Tianshen Mountain, and offended him too harshly. It seemed that his sister was not very good.

So after hearing the middle-aged man's words, he quickly waved to his subordinates, and several soldiers from the Longxiong Army took the people from Tianshen Mountain to leave quickly.

"Uncle Changyun, this matter cannot be forgotten like this. That boy named Zheng Ming can't just end the shame that the boy from Tianshen Mountain!"

The young man in purple robe complained hysterically.

Li Changyun's eyes fell coldly on the young man in purple robe. He said lightly: "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Isn't his surname Zheng crazy? Didn't he take us seriously?" The young man in purple robe snorted coldly, "Let's go, leave here, and let him face Lushanhu by himself. I think he can still be so crazy!"

Several young warriors following the young man in purple robe also shouted, "Senior Brother Sima is right."

"Uncle Master, since that kid doesn't take us seriously, why should we wipe his butt? Humph, he's dead!"
Chapter completed!