The names of the seven great saints of the demon clan are determined by words, and those who cannot be regarded as the ones that everyone hopes to do.

Although Wang Zheng's strength and age are not as attractive as a powerful person, his influence is incomparable to anyone.

This influence does not lie in how many people can be killed by Wang Zheng’s words, but how far and wide his voice can be transmitted, and how credible his statement is!

Wang Zheng, who controls the TV station, to a certain extent, is an expert who says whatever he says!

With his influence, he can definitely be known to the seven great saints of the demon clan overnight.

Whether it is the East, the West, or the Starry Sky, the names of the Seven Great Sages have been completely decided.

For a moment, the world was silent for a moment, and then a large number of hot eyes were looking at Wang Zheng. Even some fairylands were in existence, their eyes were no longer calm.

"Hmph! Old fox, what does your thief mean? Just because you want to spy on the position of the Great Saint? I wonder when I was tearing the true immortal with my hands, where were you?"

"Hey, the Holy Emperor has returned, but he is no longer the Holy Emperor. Things change, people change, things change. I wonder how murderous I was back then? Now I am much more docile for the sake of the demon clan."

"Young people, remember it for the ancestors! Although the ancestors lived a glorious life, the ancestors did everything they did throughout their lives for the demon clan."

"All fellow Taoists are all very capable. But I wonder if you have ever remembered me? Do you have ever remembered the fear I have brought to you?"

The demon clan suddenly became lively, and many drama witches were born out of thin air. And without exception, these drama witches were at least at the fifth-level demon saint level.

The sudden excitement inadvertently highlights his awesomeness and demon clan, and his purpose is Wang Zheng and Mingjing dies in his heart.

"Hmph, a group of charming scheming bitches." Wang Zheng rolled his eyes slightly, but he also expressed his understanding of U's behavior.

In a hurry, it is already very clever for these great monsters to use this method to remind themselves. After all, there are many strong people here, and it is impossible to do it.

Not to mention anything else, just a group of strong people fighting for a name is how unpleasant it will be?

However, many big monsters who were passionate in their hearts were probably disappointed, because Wang Zheng had long thought about the candidates for the Seven Great Saints. After all, Wang Zheng was always standing on the shoulders of the giant...

However, Wang Zheng cannot perform too much. After all, in full view of the public, Li Jufu must be justified and well-founded. Otherwise, if the credibility is not enough, the audience present and even before the TV will scold Wang Zheng.

Therefore, in the unprecedented attention, Wang Zheng pretended to ponder for a long time, and then looked at the Bull Demon King with a smile:

"Senior Bull Demon King is the only remaining golden immortals in the demon clan. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the pillars of the demon clan. Therefore, as one of the seven great saints of the demon clan, no one has any opinions, right?"

As he said that, Wang Zheng looked around.

Even if some people are not convinced, they can’t refute anything. Although the Bull Demon King has disappeared for many years, his existence is of great significance to the demon clan.

This can be seen from the changes within and outside the demon clan after the return of the Bull Demon King.

Therefore, as one of the seven saints of the demon clan, Bull Demon King is definitely worthy of it. Not only the demon clan sees it this way, but other human clans, etc., all think it is like this.

Wang Zheng was the first to throw the Bull Demon King out, with the purpose of showing that he was not talking about the train, but really thought about it carefully.

Seeing that no one objected, although Bull Demon King himself had an indifferent attitude, Wang Zheng still looked at Bull Demon King with a smile on his face:

"Senior Bull Demon King proved the Golden Immortal with his strength and was one of the strongest people in the world. Such great power can be the Great Saint of Pingtian!"

"Okay! What a great saint in the plain! What a majestic name!"

"The Great Sage of Pingtian! The Great Bull Demon Clan is about to rise!"

As soon as Wang Zheng finished speaking, there were cheers in the world. The Great Sage of Pingtian, this title is really domineering!

Amid the crowded voices, Wang Zheng's eyes swept across the many monsters, and finally fixed his eyes on the ancestors of the Jiaolong clan.

This ancestor is amazing. When the starry sky dragon was glorious, it was this powerful dragon who raised his arms and shouted, gathered the dragon to form his own clan.

Many dragons' magical magic and cultivation and inheritance also have traces of this ancestor. It can be said that this ancestor is the source of the dragon clan and a person that the dragon clan has to admire.

Everyone's attention was focused on Wang Zheng. When his eyes were on the evil middle-aged man who quietly appeared because of the Monkey King's appearance, everyone knew that he was the next great sage of the demon clan.

However, for most people, who he is is a mystery. However, the eyes of the dragon clan looking at this person were filled with deep fear.

This person's talent is really terrible. At the most important point, he was too proud. He thought that his dragon body would be less than the dragon clan. This was naturally incompatible with the dragon clan's idea of ​​the noble bloodline.

Sure enough, Wang Zheng looked at the evil middle-aged man and suddenly bowed to the man:

"My younger generation, Wang Zheng, has met seniors."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, with a smile on his face: "You are pretty good, if it weren't for you, the girl from my clan would have fallen in the West. In this regard, the Dragon Clan owe you a favor."

Wang Zheng nodded humbly, looked around, circulating his true energy, and let his voice resound between heaven and earth:

"You may feel unfamiliar with this senior in front of me, because this senior is too low-key. But if I talk about his deeds, everyone will suddenly realize it."

"I believe everyone is familiar with the Dragon Clan, right? There is no doubt about the strength of the Dragon Clan. But what you don't know is that the composition of the Dragon Clan, and even the most exclusive martial arts of the Dragon Clan today, have the efforts of this senior in front of you."

"And this senior is the ancestor of the Jiaolong clan - the Great Saint of the Sea - the Dragon Demon King!"

Wang Zheng's explanation immediately caused countless exclamations.

The ancestor of Jiaolong! The source of the establishment of the Jiaolong clan! The source of the dragon martial arts in the world! These names are no less than the resurrection of Xuanyuan in his previous life. It is so shocking!

Although such a long and powerful existence is not as famous as the Bull Demon King, it is definitely worthy of it.

The Great Saint of the Sea-Covering the Sea-Demon King! He is indeed ready to be it!
Chapter completed!