"He's going to... burn clothes?"

Everyone was stunned, staring at Li Nianfan in confusion.

The key is that he is still a mortal.

The originally tense, desperate and helpless atmosphere suddenly stagnated and became extremely weird.

Qin Yun couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Li, are you burning clothes to test the temperature of the fire?"

Zhu Zu laughed, "Hahaha, it seems that in my purgatory-like dream, someone has gone crazy because they can't hold on anymore. Are they desperate? Are they helpless? Do they want to die early and be reborn early?"

Without any momentum, he just silently watched the corner of the clothes go directly into the fire, and then... it turned into ashes in an instant.

The disciples of Baiyun Temple had originally held a glimmer of fantasy, thinking that this dress was a super treasure, and were looking forward to its great power, but - "Just... just this?"

"No... no!"

Taoist Yunqiu's pupils suddenly widened. Just a moment ago, he seemed to see a flash of golden light. He

was obviously a mortal, how could golden light come out of his body?

And the golden light did not seem to be offensive, but it made him feel a strong suffocation.

"That... that is!"

Taoist Yunqiu's mouth opened wide, his eyes shrank into needles, and his old face trembled because of his excessive excitement.

However, Li Nianfan slowly raised his hand, and a dazzling golden light began to emerge on it. The golden light gathered in the palm of his hand, stinging everyone's eyes and making their hearts beat wildly.

Finally, it gathered into a small golden lotus, slowly spinning.

Li Nianfan held the golden lotus in his hand, and his whole body began to emit golden light. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a golden man. He said faintly: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the Holy Body of Merit!"

Now that the clothes have been burned and the overall situation has been decided, Li Nianfan doesn't mind making a profit to make himself feel comfortable.

"Merit... Holy Body?!"

Except for Qin Manyun and Yao Mengji, everyone present opened their mouths at the same time, as if they had heard something incredible, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.

As for the phantom of the flame, it began to tremble rapidly, wishing that its eyes would pop out. The overwhelming fear enveloped his whole body, making him feel cold all over and his heart tremble.

"I just... burned a piece of the clothes of the Holy Body of Merit?!"

His voice trembled, and he looked at his hands, his head buzzing. In an instant, all the hairs on his body stood up, and a terrifying aura that was enough to annihilate him enveloped him.

This is the aura of Chaos Thunder!

Nowadays, in the God's Domain, who doesn't know the reputation of the Holy Body of Merit? The name alone makes countless people shudder, and they don't even dare to say bad things behind their backs.

This is a myth!

This is a taboo!

However, damn, I was hit by a gun without any warning!

"I, I... I was wrong, I didn't mean it!"

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning almost covered half of the sky, pouring down like a waterfall. The bright light turned the sky and the earth into bright blue. The original world of fire was annihilated by the thunder in an instant, and the phantom of the fire evaporated on the spot, leaving nothing behind.

Qin Yun stared at the thunder sky with wide eyes and said, "Wow, he said let us see what thunder is, and he did it."

Qin Chuyue nodded, "He sacrificed himself to illuminate us, he is a great man."

At the same time.

In a hidden valley.

The Great Demon King led a group of demons to patrol in all directions.

Their faces were solemn, and they looked extremely dedicated.

At this time, a demon flew in from afar in a hurry, with a hint of excitement on his face, and said: "Great Demon King, I have heard that this Zulu Zu is extraordinary! We can finally end our miserable life!"

The Great Demon King's eyes lit up slightly, "Oh? How come?"

The disciple said: "This Zulu Zu's ability is to control other people's dreams. In the dream, he is simply invincible. The most important thing is that he doesn't need to fight in his original body. Even if he really encounters a difficult opponent, his original body will not be damaged at all. It can be said that he is invincible."

The Great Demon King laughed, "No wonder he is hiding here, but he can still stir up the situation. Hahaha, it seems that my demon clan is very stable this time."

"My Lord Demon King, that's not all. Behind the Clown Ancestor stands the Netherworld Ghost Emperor. He is the real boss, dominating the divine domain and acting recklessly. No

one dares to provoke him." "Hahaha, good, good! We must do our best in the future. The road to rise is right in front of us! Everyone be careful and alert, and never let anyone disturb the Clown Ancestor!"

The Great Demon King laughed wildly. God has favored us and found the backbone, which makes people feel happy.

Life without a boss

is really lonely like snow. But at this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared above the sky palace in the valley.

The light was bright and formed a terrifying vortex, and a palpitating breath came out from it, as if the eyes of God had opened a little, making people's scalps numb and wanting to worship.

"Huh? What's that?"

"Boom!"

Before the Great Demon and his companions could react, a terrifying thunderbolt twisted the space and fell from the sky in an absolutely standard "Z" shape! The fierce

white light, accompanied by the overwhelming thunderbolt aura, spread out in all directions, instantly evaporating the entire valley on the spot, turning it into a dark scorched earth!

The dazzling light made everyone dazed and blinded, unable to see straight.

When the white light faded, the world returned to peace.

The Great Demon looked at the valley, which was empty, without a single cloud left.

"Where is Lord Zuzu? Lord Zuzu is missing."

"Lord Zuzu, are you still there? Say something."

"Lord Zuzu was sitting here, how could he be struck by lightning?"

The Great Demon King and others looked at the scene in front of them and fell into silence for a while.

It was like this again, another big brother of theirs was wiped out so inexplicably, and still couldn't even leave a will...

Why?

Someone pursed his lips and suggested: "Lord Demon King, as a subordinate of Zuzu, I think we can go to the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld."

"You're right."

The Great Demon King's eyes suddenly condensed, his voice was a little hoarse, revealing an unprecedented solemnity.

At this moment, he felt that his heart had been sublimated and encountered challenges in his life. It seemed that there was an invisible big hand behind him, targeting him.

My fate is in my own hands, I want to defy the will of heaven!

I must prove that I am the Lord of Wang!

He pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he said in a concentrated voice: "The Netherworld Ghost Emperor dominates one side. This time, we must assist him well, tell him all the key information we know, and let him be careful. I don't believe that this is not foolproof?"

...

In the Xia Dynasty.

People woke up from nightmares one after another.

Taoist Yunqiu and others looked at Li Nianfan at the same time, with extremely complex colors flashing in their eyes, especially Qin Chuyue and her brother and sister, as if they were meeting Li Nianfan for the first time.

Meritorious Saint!

He turned out to be the extremely terrifying Meritorious Saint who was rumored in the Divine Realm!

But I never expected that the Meritorious Saint would be a mortal.

How did a mortal become the Meritorious Saint? They couldn't figure it out, but there was no doubt that they couldn't afford to offend him, let alone dare to offend him.

Taoist Yunqiu shouted at all the disciples anxiously: "Concentrate your breath, don't leak it out, if you can't control it, get out of the door and regulate your breath!"

They were all injured, their magic power was unstable, and they were agitated.

He was afraid that someone would accidentally touch Li Nianfan, and the end... he didn't dare to think about it.

Daji and Huofeng were guarding Li Nianfan. When they saw Li Nianfan open his eyes, they quickly came over, looked at him with concern, and gave him a gentle massage.

"Sir, how are you?"

Daji looked at Li Nianfan and blamed herself, "It's because of my and Huo Feng's low cultivation that we were blocked by the Dream World."

They were one realm higher than the Master of the Dark World, but precisely because of that, the Dream World naturally did not allow them to enter. After all, they themselves did not know how to enter the dream, and they relied on Qin Chuyue to guide them.

If she could be like the Master, with a much higher cultivation, then the Dream World would not be able to distinguish her strength at all, and would naturally allow her to enter and exit as she pleased.

Li Nianfan laughed and waved his hands, saying, "Oh, it's okay. It was a good experience."

Huofeng suddenly cried out in surprise, feeling extremely distressed, "Oh, Master, a corner of your clothes is torn! You call that okay?" Daji

had tears rolling in her eyes, choking with sobs, "It's actually so serious. It's all my and Sister Huofeng's fault. We've caused you so much trouble."