These shepherds are really good at escaping if they can't do anything else.

Zhou Zheng looked at the empty star field, carefully recalled the situation that had just occurred, and quickly concluded that there was a guy among the Demon Shepherds who had merged the fragments of the law of space, or the fragments of the law of the universe.

Looking back, in this dark space, the corpses of great demons were being pulled away by the immortals. Four divine generals were running around to collect the remaining souls here.

The enemy's remnant souls can be sent to the underworld to be raised as ghosts.

The remaining souls of one's own war dead can be cultivated into new reincarnated immortals and join the mortal world in need of support.

——This is the confidence of the Futian Alliance, the benefit of relying on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk and the Houtu Empress, and it is also an important part of the cohesion of the Futian Alliance.

However, Zhou Zheng seemed to have the negative Empress Tu who was constantly lamenting reappearing in front of his eyes, and he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Well, don’t communicate with empress Houtu in the future.

This is really heartbreaking.

More than a dozen streams of light flew towards them, and our own masters gathered together to report the results of this battle.

Our own immortals lost 30%, and the enemy's losses were as high as 60%. Such a battle loss ratio was already considered a great victory, not to mention the opponent's numerical superiority.

Unfortunately, after the death of the right envoy, the opponent's battle line collapsed too quickly, and the enemy Jinxian fled.

Those big monsters and the casual cultivators in the True Immortal Realm have really become ‘consumables’.

There is no dignity in dying.

Zhou Zheng encouraged the immortals with a few words, and they quickly settled the situation and returned home.

Just as Zhou Zheng was about to fly forward, his figure was suddenly on the verge of falling, and he was hurriedly supported by a small hand.

"What's wrong with you Zhou?"

"It's just a loss of strength," Zhou Zheng sighed softly, then leaned over, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Ao Ying hurriedly held Zhou Zheng's arm, pressed her body against his side, and tried her best to support him.

She suddenly woke up.

Uh, isn't this in space? It seems to be a microgravity environment. Even if you don't have the strength, you won't be unstable.

She looked up at Zhou Zheng, looking at his squinting expression, knowing that he had bad intentions, and also thinking that he seemed to be able to reach the sixth level of skills soon...

Ao Ying looked to the side, but did not let go of Zhou Zheng. Instead, she surrounded herself with fairy light and replaced the hard armor with a soft dress.

At this moment, Zhou Zheng began to become nervous.

Good guy, is he going to take off his title as the twelfth generation of Chunyang?

Zhou Zheng thought that his Taoist heart was already unparalleled, but at this moment, it began to waver slightly.

Tsk, spring is rippling.

…

Half a day later, we were on the top floor of Tianfu Hotel.

Blue Star was unusually calm at the moment. Half of the casual cultivators who had come to the vicinity of the star left in a hurry.

Zhou Zheng had several tables of wine and food prepared. Two tables were for the immortals who had been injured in the battle, and one table was for a highly respected master like Zhang Tianshi.

They didn't even use their chopsticks, waiting for the distinguished guests to come to the door.

There was a big banquet outside and a small banquet inside the house.

The four members of the team, except Zhou Zheng, together with Bing Ning, Xiao Yue, Ling Qin'er, and Zhu Lian'er, also gathered together for a banquet.

The people serving wine and food everywhere are the reincarnated fairies arranged by the Futian Alliance, and Fengqing's cousin, a certain inconspicuous fox girl, is also busy at the moment.

Honghai'er was obviously a little impatient, so he stood up and said, "Call me when dinner is ready, and I'll go play a few games."

After saying that, he turned around and left, making many immortals frown secretly.

That expression seemed to say that this boy with a demon background simply had no education.

Mu Zha frowned and said, "Excuse me, my junior brother is negligent in discipline. I will give him a few words of reprimand."

After saying that, Muzha stood up and bowed slightly awkwardly, lowered his head and walked away quickly. When he opened the door of his and Honghai'er's temporary computer room, he did not forget to say:

"Zhencai, how could you be so rude?"

Then he closed the door and used his magic power to open the on/off button of the new host. After turning on the formation, he rushed over like a whirlwind.

The group of immortals and gods could not see the situation inside the formation, and their expressions seemed to say - look at the son taught by Li Tianwang.

Even Zhou Zheng, who knew the inside story, twitched the corner of his mouth a few times and couldn't say much.

The elevator door opened, and the two gods Yinhu and Chouniu came in a hurry. They greeted Zhou Zheng and took their seats at the same time.

Yin Hu said: "Emperor, you have sent your soul to the underworld, and your reincarnation will be arranged soon."

"Ah That's good."

"Even if there are more than twenty Taoist friends whose souls are scattered, their bodies are dead and their souls are gone," Chou Niu shook his head, "Even if there are fragments of the souls, there is nothing the underworld can do."

All the immortals and gods sighed softly.

Uncle Fu smiled and said: "There is no way to do this. People will die in the war. We have won a big victory this time. Hey, everyone, please cheer up... Emperor, shall we have a banquet?"

"Uncle Fu, let's wait," Zhou Zheng said warmly, "there are still two distinguished guests coming."

"Who?"

Uncle Fu frowned and said: "Aren't we all here? Why, there are still people who don't do anything and don't work, so they just come to eat for nothing?"

The two heavenly masters on the side smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly a chuckle came from the corner, and the elegant voice of Emperor Ziwei slowly floated: "Why, can't I just come and eat for free?"

Uncle Fu's fat body trembled a few times, and he quickly stood up, looked at the purple-robed young man who slowly came out of the corner, and quickly bowed his hands.

"Oh, look what you said, Emperor, why didn't you say hello to us old pig in advance when you came?"

Emperor Ziwei smiled and said nothing. The sword hanging on his waist turned into fairy light and disappeared. He smiled and nodded to the immortals who stood up and saluted everywhere, and walked to the main seat.

Zhou Zheng asked: "Will Wang Lingguan have a future?"

"He has gone back to the furnace," Emperor Ziwei said with a smile, "I have not yet allowed him to come out of the furnace. This time it is purely an emergency and I went out to stop a powerful enemy... Everyone, sit down, uncle."

Zhou Zheng smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty, please don't be polite when you come to your seat. I will sit down again when I have your Dao realm, Your Majesty."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Emperor Ziwei smiled happily while stroking his palms.

He sat at the main seat, Zhou Zheng sat beside him, and then the three tables of immortals took their seats, and the banquet started smoothly.

Several occupied rooms were looking out the door, wanting to catch a glimpse of Emperor Ziwei.

Emperor Ziwei looked Zhou Zheng up and down and said with a smile: "What is your uncle's Tao realm?"

"Ahem, far from being a golden immortal."

"Really? Everyone, please relax and don't think I'm here."

Emperor Ziwei nodded with a smile. Seeing that no one dared to move their chopsticks, he took a piece of unknown spiritual bird meat with his chopsticks and chewed it in his mouth.

Uncle Fu couldn't wait to pick up the food with his chopsticks, and the atmosphere on the table became much more relaxed.

Emperor Ziwei tapped his finger, and a purple halo enveloped him and Zhou Zheng, and outsiders could no longer hear the conversation between the two emperors.

"Has the emperor met the Queen Mother?" Zhou Zheng asked softly.

"Not the Queen Mother."

Emperor Ziwei frowned and said:

"Two masters wearing masks came here, and the methods and magical powers they used were quite weird.

"I feel like masters catalyzed by heaven. One is the left envoy of the Jietian Sect, a woman with a good figure, and the other seems to be a deputy leader of the Jietian Sect, an old man with gray hair."

"good body?"

Zhou Zheng murmured softly, and just as he was about to say, "Could this be another fairy from the Yaochi of Heaven?", Emperor Ziwei sneered at him.

"As expected of you, Lu Dongbin."

Zhou Zheng's forehead was covered with black lines. He wanted to argue but didn't know how to speak.

I had the experience of Lu Dongbin in my previous life, and I really could only lie down and let it be laughed at.

He picked up a few pieces of braised pork and ate them calmly. The scene of his conversation with Li Zhiyong flashed through his mind, and then he sealed these scenes in his heart.

Sure enough, the enemy's power has only revealed the tip of the iceberg.

In the eyes of others, Zhou Zheng and Emperor Ziwei were smiling and talking, obviously in a good mood, eating and drinking, and changing glasses.

It seems that the future of Futian Alliance is full of light.

Emperor Ziwei said: "Although we have won a great victory this time, we should not be careless. The Queen Mother will only mobilize more experts to deal with you."

"I think it's better to use me as bait to drain the opponent's reserve of masters than to use the opponent's all-out attack to catch us off guard."

Zhou Zheng thought for a while, looked up at Emperor Ziwei, and said with a smile: "Emperor, I actually have an idea, I wonder if I can tell you about it."
To be continued...