Chapter 1937: Dao Shen

Standing in the air, Zhang Ziling watched with a smile as the Sky Demon Peng smashed into a hill, then opened his five fingers slightly, the palm of his palm gushed out strong suction, and sucked the Sky Demon Peng back again!
"you you……"
At this moment, there is a huge blood hole on the forehead of Tian Yaopeng, his face is full of panic and incredible.
Tian Yaopeng didn't understand. He obviously stepped into the realm of Taoism and felt that he was stronger than ever before. Why was he still so far behind Zhang Ziling?
"What am I?"
Zhang Ziling chuckled, slapped Tian Yaopeng's face with a backhand, and then flew out Tian Yaopeng, then sucked him back again, and so on.
!
The demons stared blankly at the Tian Yaopeng who was hit like a ball in the air, their brains blank.
How……
Is it different from what you imagined?
No matter what, Tian Yaopeng is in the realm of Taoism, a god!
"Enough, enough! Stop it! Don't fight!"
The Tian Yaopeng's head was completely unreliable, and he trembled to Zhang Ziling for mercy.
His self-confidence has been completely defeated by Zhang Ziling, and he wanted to cry in aggrieved situation.
He is a dignified Taoist who was actually hit as a ball, and he has no power to fight back. This kind of treatment... gives Tian Yaopeng the illusion that he is inferior to the demon emperor!
What use do I want this to do?
Snapped!
Zhang Ziling slapped the Sky Demon Peng out again with a backhand slap, and looked at Void with a smile: "Aren't you coming out? Do you really think that you can handle me with this false Taoist god?"
Tian Yaopeng was sucked into the hand by Zhang Ziling again.
However, this time the Sky Demon Peng was not beaten out again, but was thrown directly on the ground, embarrassed.
"You are indeed a Taoist god." Not far in front of Zhang Ziling, the space was slightly distorted, and an old man with a rickety figure appeared, staring at Zhang Ziling and smiling.
"But this seat is very curious, the dignified Taoist of the human race, not staying in the territories of the big sects of Dongxuanzhou, enjoying the worship of hundreds of millions, what are you doing in this little Wanlong Empire?"
"False Taoist God? Prophet, what is he talking about? Haven't I already stepped into Taoist God?" Tian Yaopeng struggled to get up from the ground, and asked the monster prophet with a face of doubt.
"You are only temporarily infused with a little Taoist power by that guy, which gives you the illusion of stepping into the Taoist God. In fact, you are a fart compared to the real Taoist God."
"At best, you are just a dog of that guy, you can throw it away at any time." Zhang Ziling joked to Tian Yaopeng unceremoniously.
"Fake, fake?"
The sky demon Peng was stunned, staring straight at the monster prophet, and tremblingly said: "Master Prophet, what he said is not true, right? I have stepped into the Taoist God, right?"
"Humph! Waste!" The monster prophet just snorted coldly, and didn't answer Tian Yaopeng.
However, Tian Yaopeng is not stupid. He knew from the response of the monster prophet that what Zhang Ziling said was indispensable.
He did not step into the realm of Taoism at all!
It's all fake!
Tian Yaopeng only felt the muffled thunder in his mind, disturbing all his sanity.
Discovering this cruel truth, Tian Yaopeng became a little crazy, hysterically shouting at the monster prophet: "Why are you lying to me! You killed me and buried the entire race!"
Shouting and shouting, Tian Yaopeng's eyes were full of blood, desperately rushing to the monster prophet.
"I'm going to kill you!!!"
"roll."
Snapped!
The monster prophet also slapped it, and easily slapped the Sky Demon Peng out, letting it slam into a big mountain and was buried by a huge boulder.
"This is the power of Taoism?"
Seeing Tian Yaopeng being slapped easily, the demons in the refuge stared at Zhang Ziling and the monster prophet, and they were extremely nervous.
Today, no demon cares about the life and death of Tian Yaopeng.
The battle between the devil emperor and the monster prophet can determine the fate of all the creatures present.
"I wanted to use that trash to show you a little bit of true ability, but I didn't expect that trash to be so unbearable." The monster prophet looked at Zhang Ziling negatively and said with a smile: "This seat underestimates you."
After all, the monster prophet beckoned slightly, and the nine-tailed demon fox and the big tengu directly broke free from the shackles of the devil energy and flew in front of the monster.
"Nine-tailed? Big Tengu?"
The few demon emperors of the red gold and white ape looked at the nine-tailed demon fox and the big tengu in shock, and exclaimed.
"I planted restrictions on these two little demons, and spent a lot of effort. I didn't want to waste it, so I took it away. As for the waste of the Tian Yaopeng, it is useless now, so you can handle it."
"Even though it's not perfect today, the goal of this seat is barely achieved, so I won't care about you." The monster said, turning around to take the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox and the Big Tengu away.
"Did I let you go?" Zhang Ziling said lightly, and the surrounding magic gas turned into black chains, blocking the path of the monster prophet.
"Oh? Are you going to have a fight with this seat?"
The monster prophet paused slightly, then turned and looked at Zhang Ziling, with dangerous brilliance in his muddy eyes.
"You should know that you and I are both Taoists. It is not so easy to tell the victory and defeat. When the time comes, how much do you think those little demons can live?"
"Fighting between us is meaningless at the moment and a waste of time."
The monster didn't think Zhang Ziling would choose to fight him.
Now he has stepped into the Taoist God, the same realm as Zhang Ziling.
And the Taoist God wants to kill the Taoist God, if there is no perfect preparation, even if the strength of one party crushes the other, it is impossible to kill the other party!
Taoism already belongs to a new realm of life, not so easy to die.
Therefore, on the Great Desolate Continent, Dao God-level powerhouses will generally not fight against each other unless they have a big feud.
The monster prophet did not think that he had a deep hatred with Zhang Ziling, and the Ying Yao clan did not lose much in this war, but the blood monster clan was dead and clean.
What he did to Zhang Ziling was nothing more than asking the Sky Demon Peng to test Zhang Ziling's strength.
Therefore, the monster prophet couldn't find any reason for Zhang Ziling to attack him.
"Do you want these two little monsters?" The monster prophet raised his eyebrows, glanced at the sluggish Nine-Tailed Fox and the Big Tengu, and smiled at Zhang Ziling.
These two guys are just his spies planted in the Ying Yao clan on a whim, so that he can set up a killing array in the Ying Yao clan.
"It's just two demon emperors, shouldn't you be so stingy?" The monster prophet smiled at Zhang Ziling, "Tian Yaopeng has given it to you, and this seat currently lacks two servants to fight, these two demon emperors. The seat is still useful."
Seeing that the monster prophet treats the nine-tailed demon fox and the big tengu as goods, the red gold and white ape are also full of anger, but they dare not speak.
In this situation, they no longer have the right to speak.
The conversation between Taoism and God is not something they can get involved in.
Hearing what the monster prophet said so much, Zhang Ziling shook his head and smiled. Looking at the monster, he knew: "I think you have misunderstood..."
"I won't let you go, not because I want to fight you, but..."
Before he finished his words, Zhang Ziling came to the front of the monster prophet, pinched the monster prophet's neck, and lifted him up!
"I'm looking for the master behind you, and you..."
boom!
The sky became pitch black instantly, thunder and lightning flashed.
The earth began to crack, and countless boulders trembled.
The breath far surpassing the Taoist burst out from Zhang Ziling's body, causing the monster prophet's face to change drastically.
"You, you..." The monster prophet looked at Zhang Ziling with horror, trembled all over, his eyes were incredible.
The corner of Zhang Ziling's mouth raised slightly, and the red glow in his eyes surged.
"It's just a trivial god, when will this emperor pay attention to it?"