My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 465

Zhao Lang could hear the sarcasm in Hongjun's voice very clearly, but now, such sarcasm is really too immature.

"Besides, do you really think that my strength is not as good as yours?"

Hongjun gave a low snort, not saying he didn't approve of Zhao Lang's plan, but that he had opinions on Zhao Lang.

That is to say, Zhao Lang's idea is very good, it is only because Zhao Lang and Hongjun have too much grievances now, Hongjun wants to clean up Zhao Lang!
This is where the contradiction between the two lies, and there will not be too many crises in itself, but at this time, Zhao Lang's existence is still a sharp sword hanging over Hongjun's head all the time!
Zhao Lang went to the meeting alone this time, what Hongjun wanted was to completely solve Zhao Lang's trouble.

"They are all smart people, why bother to pretend, the most mysterious master of the laws of immortality!
Even if you kill me, you may not be able to control the Grand Dao Palace! "

Zhao Lang sneered, since Hongjun wanted to cover up, Zhao Lang would directly make Hongjun unstoppable!

The four words "Principles of Immortal Dao" changed Hongjun's aura. Now that Zhao Lang had said it all, Hongjun didn't need to say anything more.

Among the ten elders, there are usually only nine elders, people who follow the principles of immortality. This is a new realm proposed by Zhou Zhan, which is a special realm mixed between ancient gods and saints.

After creating this realm, he was not allowed to be in the chaos of heaven, and the law of immortality itself was forced to enter the prehistoric heaven. As for whether Hongjun was the incarnation of the law of immortality, or whether he obtained the law of immortality later, Hongjun was one of the ten elders.

"If you know, Luo Hu and Tu Yuan..."

Hongjun's complexion changed slightly, and he suddenly thought of another layer.

It is not so important for Zhao Lang to know in whose hands the laws of the immortal way are and when he will know. The most important thing now is what Zhao Lang has done.

"Luo Hu and Tu Yuan are loyal to their lord. Without the order of his lord, it is impossible to make any moves. Who is the one who cleans up? You will know it soon after you come here!"

Zhao Lang sighed, as if he felt a little regretful, if Zhao Lang didn't know in advance that this Hongjun was one of the elders of the Dao Palace, he might have been killed.

It's just a pity that Zhao Lang is very clear about Hongjun's specific strength and some unknown cards.

"you!"

Hongjun's complexion changed slightly, and a red light flashed. This is a special mark, which records something.

Not only was Zhao Lang waiting for the news, but Hongjun was also very anxious. Zhao Lang knew his biggest trump card a long time ago, so if Zhao Lang made arrangements, Hongjun's staff would be dead without a place to die.

However, Hongjun has trained his subordinates for many years, and Hongjun also knows the strength of the people he trained, but the news in Hongguang makes Hongjun's face very ugly!

"Report to the lord, the subordinates were attacked, three thousand brothers fell, exhausted in the deadly battle, death letter!"

Just these words made Hongjun feel that he was much older, and the arrangement of many years turned into clouds and smoke at this moment.

"In the chaotic Qianyuan Sanjiu area, there is a gathering place of three thousand demon gods, basically all of them are semi-holy demon gods. If there is a real riot, there may be some commotion.

But you don't know how powerful the palace army trained by Zhou Zhan is! "

Zhao Lang gave Hongjun a sympathetic look. There was nothing wrong with Hongjun secretly cultivating power, but Zhou Zhan knew very clearly about every plant and tree in chaos.

After Zhao Lang possessed part of the core of Chaos, he also knew Hongjun's little thoughts.

Countless tens of thousands of years of training, the elites obtained, were all slaughtered by people, this kind of pain is unimaginable.

"Zhao Lang, you!"

Hongjun's aura was extremely unstable, and he wished he could pounce on Zhao Lang directly to kill him. For countless thousands of years, it seemed that all the people Hongjun had worked so hard to cultivate were in Zhao Lang's hands.

With the resources of the Chaos Realm, it is not difficult to cultivate so many people, but three thousand and a half saints is not a small number, even one of the ten elders of the Dao Palace, it is impossible to really support so many private troops.

On weekdays, he was careful to send all the resources as an elder, and he had to find training resources from other places, so no one could find them.

Not only can it not be found to be the traces of the elders of the Dao Palace, but it cannot be discovered by others. It is the work of the elders of Xiandao.

It has been hidden for many years, but it was still taken over by one pot, and the deeper it is hidden, the easier it is to be cleaned up now.

"As the elder of the Dao Palace, I order you as a lord to lead everyone to chaos. As a strong man in the wild, I hope you will not waste the lives of the whole world, otherwise I will kill you!"

Zhao Lang changed his previous attitude, approached Hongjun and said such a sentence.

There are two layers of identities, each of which is well-founded, and it belongs to courtesy first and soldiers later. If Hongjun does not obey the order of the master of the Dao Palace, then Zhao Lang can deprive the law of immortality.

If Hongjun wants to let the whole Honghuang be buried with him, there can only be one person left here today.

"There is still a position on the vice-lord, the previous one didn't arrange it, this position is supposed to be reserved for you!
Having said that, it's good to do it for yourself! "

Zhao Lang didn't say much. He didn't clean up Hongjun this time, just because Zhao Lang knew that destroying Hongjun would not solve the fundamental problem.

As long as nothing happens to Hongjun, Honghuang will not be able to get rid of chaos in general. If anyone kills Hongjun in Honghuang Realm, he will be hostile by the entire Prehistoric Realm.

As a world lord, there are still great privileges!
"Zhao Lang, hehehe..."

Hongjun suppressed the anger in his heart. Although he had lost a lot at this moment, Hongjun got a position as a deputy.

The loss of the three thousand and a half holy demon gods is great, but the gain is even greater. With the palace army around, the three thousand demon gods are not enough to protect themselves.

If he can think of a way to deal with Zhao Lang and become a superior, all the palace soldiers are Hongjun's people, so there is no need to worry.

If you can't deal with Zhao Lang, you can't become a superior, there is no one in the chaotic world that can really compete with the palace army.

"Okay, okay, although the vice-honored is an idle job, but the five elders oppose it together, it depends on how you make a move!"

Hongjun's complexion kept changing, and the anger in his heart could not be dissipated, so he had to do what Zhao Lang said.

But as long as he gets the position of vice-honor, those who have a grudge against Zhao Lang in the Dao Palace are basically Hongjun's allies!
Hunyuan, Yangmei, Xiyun, and Hongjun himself, these are four people, and if you recruit another person at random, it is not difficult to deal with Zhao Lang.

It's just that Hongjun's enemy, besides Zhao Lang, I'm afraid there must be one more person!

"Luo Hu!" Hong Jun was trembling with anger when he thought of the name Luo Hu.

As the leader of the prehistoric world, he should have been calm, but his countless years of hard work were completely buried in Luo Hu's hands, so how could Hongjun be calm.

(End of this chapter)