Prehistoric: Mythical Haotian, create a chat group!

"You-".

Wang Ai and Lu Ci couldn't help but tremble, they didn't expect Zhang Zhiwei to be so cold and domineering.

They had a strong premonition that if they dared to provoke Zhang Zhiwei again, Zhang Zhiwei might really kill them.

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Heavenly Master, we were wrong!".

"Heavenly Master, you don't remember the villain, let us go. "

Wang Ai and Lu Ci decisively admitted it, and pleaded in a pleading tone.

"That's right!".

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes narrowed slightly, showed a satisfied smile, and then quickly helped Wang Ai and Lu Ci up from the ground.

"Oh, Lao Wang Lao Lu, what are you doing, it's not even the New Year, so you make such a big gift to Lao Dao?"

“......"

Wang Ai and Lu Ci almost didn't have a mouthful of old blood to spray Zhang Zhiwei's face, he didn't expect Zhang Zhiwei to speak so cheaply.

But they couldn't beat Zhang Zhiwei, so they could only admit it with a black face!

"By the way, Poor Dao thinks that your suggestion just now is very good, and Poor Dao has decided, not only your junior disciples can come to participate in Luo Tian Dajiao, but also those who meet the requirements in the Inhuman Realm can participate. Zhang Zhiwei followed with a smile.

In the face of absolute strength, all intrigues and tricks are paper tigers.

He just took advantage of this opportunity to purge the pests of the Inhuman Realm.

“......"

Wang Ai and Lu Ci glanced at each other, completely unaware of what kind of medicine Zhang Zhiwei sold in the gourd.

obviously didn't agree just now, and pressed them to the ground, but in the blink of an eye they agreed again.

The co-authorship just deliberately took the two of them to demonstrate, right?

The darker the faces of the two became, the more depressed they became, vomiting blood.

But now the situation is unbearable for them, so they can only do what Zhang Zhiwei said.

......

Wind and Cloud World.

A small building in the middle of the lake.

Xiongba sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, paying attention to the dynamics of the chat group from time to time, lest he miss the news of the small sacrifice.

Beside him, sat a beautiful young girl in a white dress.

Her name is Youruo, and she is the daughter of Xiongba.

Originally, in the original plot, Youruo was confined to a small building in the middle of the lake by Xiongba, and he was not allowed to go out.

But since the worship of Haotian, the male and domineering temperament has changed a lot.

Coupled with the change of the plot, Xiongba did not stop Youruo from going out, nor did he let Youruo assassinate Nie Feng.

However, he set a rule for Youruo, that is, he must pray sincerely to the statue of Haotian every morning and evening.

In addition, he also let Youruo preside over the good deeds such as soup soup porridge arranged by the world, and let Youruo accumulate virtue in disguise and be protected by Haotian.

Under such circumstances, the relationship between the father and daughter was completely relaxed.

Now it's like a pair of loving fathers and filial daughters!

"Dad, the heroes of the world have already reached the first floor, just waiting to see Dad compete with that Sword Master. "

You Ruo suddenly spoke, and his voice was strange.

"Really, then the old man will go and see. "

Xiongba came back to his senses, his consciousness withdrew from the chat group, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face, not taking the Sword Master in his eyes at all.

He got up and walked to the first floor of the world with Youruo.

The first floor of the world.

At this moment, the heroes of the world are invited to gather here to witness the battle between the hero and the sword master.

Under the arrangement of Wen Chou, Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun, everyone sat down separately and waited patiently for the arrival of the hero.

However, their minds were all on the statue of Haotian enshrined directly above the main hall, and they whispered and exchanged ears.

They had already heard rumors that Xiongba led the world to worship the statue of Haotian God, and changed his ways, and also set up a tent to give porridge.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

And because of the change in the plot, Bu Jingyun was not cut off by Xiongba and fled from the World Society.

Therefore, he would not have gotten the Qilin Arm, and then he would kill the Sword Saint halfway through, severely injuring the Sword Saint's body and killing the Sword Saint in disguise.

In addition to the frightening clouds, the broken waves are also in the main hall.

This time the sword master and the male lord competed, and he was behind the scenes.

"Hmph! Xiongba doesn't dare to appear until now, is it old!".

Broken Lang was dressed in a red leather coat, holding the Huolin Sword in his left hand, staring at the empty gang leader's position, and a sneer appeared on his cold face.

He had also heard about Xiongba's worship of the statue of Haotian, but he didn't believe Haotian even more than before.

He felt that this was because the tyrant was old, so he would believe in ghosts and gods and beg the gods for protection.

Therefore, the hero will definitely lose against the Sword Master!

Broken Wave's gaze swept towards the Haotian God Statue, and the sneer on his face was even worse.

It's just that he didn't see it, Nie Feng kept looking at him with worried eyes.

Of course, he may have seen it, but he ignored it.

"The helper is here—".

With the sound of Wen Chou's voice like a male duck's voice, Xiongba's iconic hand was on his waist and his cloak was raised, and he stepped into the first floor of the world.

"I've seen the male gang leader!".

All the heroes who came to watch the battle stood up and saluted the hero.

"No need to be polite, sit down!"

Xiongba stopped meddling, raised his hands, and pressed his palms downward, so that everyone sat down again.

He smiled and spoke in a kind tone, which made everyone a little unconvinced, this could be a bully

It can't be a fake, right?

Even Broken Wave couldn't help frowning, feeling as if Xiongba had changed as a person, but he immediately returned to his cold color and didn't take this matter to heart.

"No matter how scheming you are, in the face of absolute strength, it means nothing. "

Broken Waves looked proud, and snorted coldly in his heart.

In fact, there is no problem with what he said, it's just that he made a mistake about who is the absolute strength!