My Virtual Kingdom of God

On the spirit boat, there was complete silence.

Although the players on the spirit boat knew Zheng Dong's strength, no one thought that he would be so strong.

Killing monks of the same rank is like killing chickens.

With just one move, the opponent will be completely destroyed.

Flying back to the spirit boat, Zheng Dong softly ordered: "Continue to set off."

"Yes! Brother!"

An inner disciple of the Danxia Sect respectfully responded.

He Daocheng stared blankly at the scene in front of him, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Also in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he knew better than others how terrifying it would be for Zheng Dong to kill Feng Yu in one move.

In other words, if he faced Zheng Dong, he would end up no better than Feng Yu.

Son, horror!

No wonder Dan Chenzi, the suzerain of the Danxia Sect, chose him as the leader of the team.

At this point, He Daocheng restrained his little thoughts.

After thinking for a while, he sent a voice transmission to a young girl with a copper ring around her neck: "Senior Qiling, are you sure you can subdue Zheng Dong?"

The girl in the form of a peacock with seven feathers shook her head: "I haven't hit it before, I don't know."

Hearing this, He Daocheng frowned and stopped talking.

Based on his understanding of Qiling Peacock, the other party's words proved that he was not sure.

Otherwise, with Qiling Peacock's cultivation level comparable to that of the Golden Core Stage, he would never have said such a thing. After all, Zheng Dong was only a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

On the side, Qiling added: "The gourd in his hand is too powerful."

He Daocheng nodded in understanding and stopped talking.

After killing the true disciple of Wuliang Mountain, the group came to the God Capital of the Great Zhou without encountering any obstacles.

Thinking about it carefully, even the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were smashed into the sand, so could it be possible that the second prince could still send Golden Core monks here?

In the Great Zhou, Golden Core cultivators are not just cats or dogs. With the characteristics of immortal cultivators who can step up and fight, they can be compared to the master-level powerhouses of the fifth rank of martial arts.

This kind of strong man is rare in the entire Zhou Dynasty, and they are all princes guarding one side. Even with the status of the second prince, it is impossible to transfer it just by saying it.

If the power in his hands was really so strong, he would have ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor long ago, so how could he fight endlessly with the prince.

The spirit boat shuttles through the clouds.

For a moment, the gods were faintly watching.

As the capital of the Great Zhou God Dynasty, Shendu has always been regarded as the center of the Great Zhou. Whether it is population or prosperity, it is second to none in the entire Great Zhou.

The spirit boat just flew over the sky of Shendu.

Not far away, a simple and huge floating warship hovered in front of the spirit boat.

Rows of sergeants in silver armor stood on the floating battleship.   These silver armored sergeants armed with spears,

His stature is straight and mighty.

"Tao soldiers!"

Zheng Dong said softly.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

Dao soldiers are only owned by the powerful sects of Immortal Dao. As the co-lord of the world, Da Zhou naturally has Dao soldiers.

Otherwise, how to suppress the immortal sects and aristocratic families in the world, and how to fight against the demon clan.

Ji Ming was very excited when he saw this group of silver-armored soldiers: "It's Duke Zhen's magic strategy army!"

"Shen Ce Army!"

Zheng Dong and his party stood on the deck of the spirit boat, looking at the middle-aged general on the floating battleship.

As the spirit boat and the floating battleship got closer, the spirit boat floated in mid-air.

The two spaceships looked at each other.

Zheng Dong looked at the middle-aged general at the head and knew that he was the Duke of Zhen Guo that Ji Ming was talking about.

"Chen, Li Si, pay homage to His Royal Highness the Second Prince!"

On the floating battleship, a loud noise shook the sky.

The loud noise instantly spread throughout the entire city of God.

gods.

East Palace.

The prince sits high on a throne carved with a golden dragon.

Suddenly hearing this loud noise from the sky, the wine glass in his hand trembled.

Even though the wine was spilled on the floor, he didn't know it.

"His Majesty the Madam!"

Beside him, a servant who looked like a eunuch said in a low voice.

"Let them back down!"

The eunuch immediately waved to the singing and dancing ladies below.

The musical instruments stopped, and the dancing girl slowly exited the hall.

"You go out too!"

The prince looked at the attendant.

"Yes." The eunuch lowered his head, followed behind the lady, exited the hall, and closed the door of the hall.

The prince raised his head, as if he saw the floating battleship in the sky, and murmured: "Li Si is back, this god capital is about to change!"

The residence of the Second Prince.

courtyard.

A shirtless man wielded a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand.

This three-pointed, two-edged knife is made of black iron produced in the North Sea, and it has been refined through thousands of times of tempering.

Although the weapons made of Beihai Xuantie are powerful, they have a shortcoming, which is extremely heavy.

The three-pointed, two-edged knife in Ji Sheng's hand weighed 12,000 jin. Not to mention ordinary people, even monks at the first level of martial arts could not wield it at all.

laugh!

The three-pointed and two-edged knife cut on the rockery in the courtyard, as if it had cut butter, and easily cut the rockery in two.

Sweat trickled down his muscular body.

He panted heavily, his blood piercing through the sky like wolf smoke.

Qi and blood are like pillars! The third level of martial arts!

Ji Sheng looked at the weapon in his hand with satisfaction.

It wasn't until he heard the loud noise from the sky that his expression suddenly changed.

"Duke Zhen is back!"

Compared to the prince's sigh, Ji Sheng's expression darkened immediately.

On the floating warship.

"Grandpa!"

With tears in his eyes, Ji Ming looked at the middle-aged general in front of him, knelt down on the ground, and choked up.

"Son, you have suffered!"

Li Si stretched out his hands to help his grandson up.

Zheng Dong and the others watched the scene in front of them quietly without saying a word to disturb them.

Helping Ji Ming up, Lord Zhen Guo looked at Zheng Dong, cupped his hands and said, "Is the Taoist priest a student of the Overseas Immortal Alliance?"

"The poor way comes from the Danxia sect."

Zheng Dong nodded.

"Kindness without saying thanks."

Zhen Guogong bowed his hands to Zheng Dong.

As the Duke of the Great Zhou Town, he holds the Shence Army in his hand, so he naturally knows what happened during this period.

Li Si, one of the strongest martial arts saints on the big Thursday.

But unfortunately, he did not support his grandson becoming emperor.

If he supports Ji Ming, then the ones competing for the throne now will be the Crown Prince, Ji Sheng, and Ji Ming.

However, when Lord Zhen Guo returns to God's Capital, the second prince will definitely not dare to provoke Ji Ming again, even though he and Ji Ming have a deep grudge.   After exchanging pleasantries, the two flew to the capital of God together.  The floating warship landed slowly.   There was a loud bang.  As everyone got off the battleship, the floating battleship began to shrink slowly again, including the Dao soldiers on the battleship, all shrank together.  Finally, the floating warship shrank into a pocket model, and it went straight to Duke Zhen's forehead, blending into his eyebrows.  Seeing this, Zheng Dong and his party, except Zheng Dong, all jumped in eyebrows.  Martial arts monks, who have reached the level of martial arts saints, also have all kinds of incredible abilities.  For example, this floating battleship is not inferior to the spirit boat of Danxiazong.  Martial monks have mastered this kind of floating battleship, and also have the ability to fly.  When encountering a monk of the immortal way, it is no longer that the opponent can fight whenever he wants, and if he doesn't want to fight, he will disappear with a flash of light.  If he meets a martial saint-level powerhouse like Li Si, the opponent can definitely chase and kill the flying immortal monk with a floating battleship.