"There are still more than thirty years until the Taoist Master Zhu comes into the world, so I won't leave."
More than 30 years, and only more than three years in other sandboxes.
About three hours in the real world.
So, don't rush.
Deng Ru thought that he would wait for an opportunity in the future.
He wants to adjust all the sand tables to a scale of one to ten.
It's still a bit slow year by year.
After all, with ten times the development speed, the new sandbox will quickly catch up with the old sandbox.
It was true that the old senior was pinned to the ground and beaten by the newcomer.
But it is obviously not enough now. We need to find an opportunity to strengthen those ordinary ants.
.......
Deng Er below is after calling a deer a horse.
He then issued an imperial edict to all the people in the world in the name of King Zhenbei.
Let the people in the martial arts world hand over the martial arts of their own sects.
All people in the underworld must register with the court.
People in the martial arts world must unconditionally cooperate with the court's orders.
Including arresting bandits, participating in wars, and compulsory military service, etc.
Moreover, the imperial court would not pay any compensation to the people in the martial arts world.
This is undoubtedly an unfair clause.
Those who pride themselves on being at ease in the world of martial arts naturally don't want to do that.
One stone stirs up a thousand ripples, and the people in the world are excited.
Several top sects took the lead and gathered the world's most prominent warriors to hold a martial arts conference.
They actually wanted to directly rebel against the imperial court and establish a court belonging to the people of the underworld.
And this happened to hit Deng Er's gun.
The martial artists in Jianghu have loose discipline and can be said to have nothing good except their strong personal strength.
The army founded by Deng Er has long made up for the gap in personal strength.
........
In the city where the martial arts conference took place and Deng Er won the reputation of White-Robed God.
Once again it was full of people.
These people are undoubtedly martial artists with great skills.
"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to what I have to say."
On the city wall.
An old man with white hair and beard pressed his hands, and his deep inner strength carried his words far away.
All the martial arts people present stopped what they were doing and looked at the old man.
That is the one with the highest level of cultivation among them.
Reach the peak of the realm of spiritual cultivation and return to the void.
"That King of Zhenbei broke the rules and thought he was invincible just because he was called the White-Robed Divine Lord."
"Little did he know that he was just an extremely arrogant frog in a well."
The old man snorted coldly.
Ten years ago, he was in seclusion practicing.
He was not present when Deng Er became famous as the White-Robed Divine Lord.
So, he felt that it was not Deng Er who was awesome.
These younger generations in the martial arts world are just too bad.
They are all in the realm of spiritual return to emptiness, how different can they be?
As a famous figure in the martial arts world, he didn't believe that the King of Zhenbei could really overturn the martial arts world by himself.
Just an arrogant clown.
"Since the King of Zhenbei wants our lives, then we should simply overthrow the imperial court. Each of the major sects will rule their own territory and not interfere with each other."
The old man said with a solemn oath.
At this moment, a spear emitting a blood-red glow came straight from the sky.
The long spear came with unparalleled power, breaking through the wind and heading straight for the old man who was preaching.
"Quick! Protect the old leader!"
All the famous figures in the martial arts world around were panicked.
This is a martial arts conference.
It represents the face of the entire world.
What if the old man was shot dead in the middle of his speech?
Then, does the world of martial arts still have dignity?
Whether we can win or not is not the point for now.
At least it saves the reputation of the martial arts world.
Then it's completely gone.
Dozens of gray-haired old men released their internal energy.
It forms a screen.
But soon, the spear broke through the barrier of these old men like piercing a piece of paper.
Then, he shot the so-called old leader to death.
The old leader stared intently.
A look of disbelief.
He could never have imagined that they were both at the peak of the Spirit Return to Void Realm.
He was actually nailed to death by a spear.
With the end of this shot.
The sound of horse hooves echoed throughout the venue.
Hundreds of thousands of elite armored cavalry surrounded the entire city.
Deng Er, wearing a conspicuous golden armor and riding a tall and handsome warhorse, slowly walked out from the iron cavalry.
"All ready."
Deng Er looked at the city wall and found that the guys who were pressed under him and rubbed hard at the martial arts conference that year have now become famous in the martial arts world.
It can be said that all the prominent and influential people in the world are here.
I sensed it with my spiritual sense.
There are hundreds of thousands of people.
The combat strength of both sides is equal in terms of numbers.
"Two choices."
Deng Er stretched out two fingers, and his indifferent voice spread throughout the city through his internal energy.
"Submission."
"Or die."
Deng Er said lightly.
He didn't have the time to chat with these gangsters.
Because he had been in the underworld in his early years, he understood more clearly what kind of shit the freedom of these underworld people was.
There are more than 300,000 people inside.
Every one of them deserved to die.
"drop!"
Hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen clenched their fists and knocked on their breastplates in unison, making a deafening sound.
Cooperating with hundreds of thousands of people, they surrendered in unison.
The scene was shocking.
The war drums were beating, and the sound of drums was striking the hearts of the people in the city.
Deng Er waited quietly for about five seconds.
The gangsters on the city wall did not respond.
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