After watching Lan Deng appear, Qin Wuyang was shocked. The candidates who were still stranded were also energetic. The play meat finally came! In this scene by Zhao Gongming, there were two vital idiot supporting roles, Wuyi Mountain casual cultivators - Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao. Perhaps these two people understood the mystery and wanted to sell a favor to the Ancestral Sect so that they could take the opportunity to embrace the thighs of the Primitive Heavenly Lord.

Of course, Yuanshi Tianzun's black hair and thick legs are not something that everyone can hold. Xiao and Cao are typical of the tragedy. If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Sheng would immediately die under Zhao Gongming's whip, while Cao Bao would die in front of the two armies. A good friend with a quilt went to the List of Gods together, which is also considered to be not lonely on the road to the underworld.

History is just about to evolve as the selector imagined. Randeng could not resist Dinghaizhu before going into battle, and was already ready to escape. Moreover, his Taoism was much higher than Huanglong Zhenren, etc. In the end, although he could not resist Dinghaizhu's tyranny, he could escape its attack range.

Randeng fled without saying a word. Zhao Gongming fought for a long time, but even failed to kill anyone. He failed to avenge the four king demon brothers, so he naturally refused to stop and followed Randeng.

In fact, not chasing Lan Deng, and then challenging the two armies in front of the formation is Zhao Gongming's best choice. However, when he was so angry, he chose this route with the most variables, which would be the cause of his defeat.

Both important figures in the battle disappeared, which immediately made the commanders of the Shang and Zhou dysfunction. Wen Zhong and Jiang Ziya were at a loss. Qin Wuyang ignored these things, and his figure shook and disappeared from the horse's back, turning into a stream of light and chasing him.

Among the selectors, dozens of bold men were left and left. Their goal was to make a very wonderful magic weapon in the Romance of the Gods - Luobao Money.

The money of the Lost Treasure was owned by Xiao Sheng, a sanren of Wuyi Mountain, but this person is uncertain. The selector wants to find him on the vast and incredible land, which is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Their only way is to follow Ran Deng and his two men's butts. Now, the best time has finally come. The remaining ten selectors used their own methods and hurriedly followed!

A stream of divine thoughts stirred in the air, and they started silent communication with each other. The fierce competition had already begun before they could see the shadow of the baby. However, the real tough character would never waste such critical time on the fight against the mouth cannon. Accelerating his own escape light was the first priority.

"Luobao money, my favorite. Whoever snatches me, I will definitely burst his anus!"

"What are you? You are worthy of your attention to you! Damn, you lustful people, wait for me!"

"You two idiots are as slow as turtles. They want to lose money, so they will be in the next life!"

The sika deer that burns the lamp is definitely not a fellow tribe living in the subtropical forest. Its speed is extremely fast. According to Qin Wuyang's estimate, it is a little slower than Apollo's golden carriage when driving at full speed.

Zhao Gongming could only barely get closer to the light of the escape. As for those selectors, after ten seconds, they could not even eat dust behind their butts, so they could only sigh in vain.

The only choice for these people is to leave the world in shame, otherwise the increasingly fierce battles behind will sooner or later take their lives.

After a few thousand miles, Randeng was finally caught up by Zhao Gongming on a hillside. Zhao Gongming never thought that he would chase him so far. If he walked again, he would probably go to the South China Sea! He glanced at Randeng, took a breath, and then asked with a sneer: "Run, why don't you run?"

Randeng looked at the two people playing chess under the pine tree in front of him, his eyes turned, he retreated step by step, and walked towards the two people, sighing: "Zhao Gongming, you can catch up with me, but you can't do anything to me! Why bother me so much? I used to be called a god!"

Zhao Gongming took two steps forward, smiled sinisterly twice, and said, "What's the matter? I'm so happy to beat you. I want to see where you can hide, so that you can embarrass you all over the world, so that I can eliminate my hatred!"

The two finally raised their heads and said impatiently: "If you want to quarrel, please change the place. Didn't you see two national players playing chess here?"

Seeing that the man finally spoke, Ran Deng said in great tragic: "The two fellow Taoists don't know about Fengming Qishan and Wu Zhou's dedication. All the monks in the world know this! However, Zhao Gongming was ruthless and blocked the Zhou King's army in the Yellow River, causing the surging Yellow River to become bloody. It was tragic. The monks of the Chan Sect were not his opponent, and I Ran Deng were chased by him and had nowhere to escape. There are thousands of monks in the world, who is more miserable than me!" Ran Deng said something, he was really sad and shed tears when she smelled it. Zhao Gongming, who was beside him, heard that Ran Deng shamelessly turned black and white, almost burst into anger.

"Zhao Gongming, this is your fault!" The two of them pushed the trample and shouted together.

Zhao Gongming was angry, and saw that the two of them were not discerning right and wrong, so he blamed them first. He was angry and immediately scolded: "Are you that onion? Don't meddle in other people's business!"

"You don't even know me, and you have the nerve to call yourself a god. Just listen!" The two of them immediately felt a little worried. Zhao Gongming didn't know the etiquette.

The two of them shook their heads and said, "I laughed at Gongming and asked my family, my family was originally in Yanxia. My Meizhai was not idle, but I would not boast about planting golden lotus. Three-foot Jiaotong is a work plan, and a pot of fine wine is the end of the world. Riding a dragon and traveling far away, no one can play with objects for a long time at night."

"I am Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, an idle man from Wuyi Mountain. You are strong and go against the will of heaven, helping the false and destroying the truth, but you do not want to repent and be self-reliant. You are violent and impolite Teacher Lan Deng, and you will not admit your guilt quickly. Perhaps the teacher is merciful and can spare your life!"

Qin Wuyang listened aside and was speechless. Can you two be more secondary?

Sure enough, when Zhao Gongming heard this, he looked at the two of them with a look of mental retarded eyes, then gritted his teeth and said two words, "Idiot!" He stepped forward and whipped. Zhao Gongming's two whips flew horizontally, like a cyan dragon. Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao's head was clipped by the door panel, but his hands were quite good. The two of them joined forces to fight Zhao Gongming with great joy.

Ran Deng smiled and watched the show. How could Zhao Gongming endure it! He immediately sacrificed the Dinghaizhu and brushed it down. Xiao Sheng jumped out of the circle and laughed and said, "Good it!" He took out a piece of money from the skin, raised his hand and threw it out, and crashed into the Dinghaizhu. This money was like a bird with its wings, flying gracefully, making a gentle buzzing sound, pulling out two phantoms.

The four big characters written on money are written on it, and the money is lost!

Dinghaizhu had just lost to the Seven Immortals of the Chan Sect, and was arrogant and domineering. Now he was slightly hit by the money and fell into dust. Zhao Gongming sacrificed Dinghaizhu to practice the magic weapon for life. Now the magic weapon was taken away, and his chest seemed to be hit hard by a siege hammer, and a mouthful of blood suddenly popped out.

The twenty-four Dinghaizhus were Zhao Gongming's magic weapon for righteousness. Now he suddenly lost it, and Zhao Gongming lost his mind in an instant. Especially when he saw Cao Bao leaning over to grab Dinghaizhu, his eyes became redder than blood, his chest shrank violently, and he shouted.

"Bastard, I'm looking for death!"
Chapter completed!