Peerless God of War

"Zheng Long, Yu Ming."

In midair, Zheng Yuanwu, who was speeding along, suddenly slowed down and shouted in a deep voice.

Beside him, Zheng Long and the elder Yu Ming, who had long gray hair, paused for a moment and responded together.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Zheng Long said.

"Yes, Patriarch." Yu Ming said in a deep voice.

He looked solemn, and vaguely nervous and worried, but more of it was firm.

As the only guest official recruited by the Zheng family from the Jiexian Realm, he and Zheng Yuanwu had long been tied together, and they were like grasshoppers on a rope.

At this critical juncture, there was absolutely no possibility of retreat.

Zheng Yuanwu glanced at the two of them and said coldly: "Not far ahead, the Black God Cult's base is coming. I will make arrangements. I will be the vanguard, Yu Ming, you will support on the side, and Zheng Long, you will be responsible for leading the troops and ambushing here, ready to respond at any time in case of any accidents."

"Yes." Yu Ming said without saying anything, without any opinion.

Since even Zheng Yuanwu was going to take the lead in person, he, as a guest official, who was paid by others, dared not say anything and should obey.

Zheng Long was somewhat relieved when he heard this. He was not stupid, and of course he knew that this kind of response work was the safest.

"Yes, Dad, I will make arrangements." Zheng Long said in a deep voice.

"Well, Yu Ming, let's go, we have to speed up. If we are discovered by the other party, we will lose the initiative, and then it will be troublesome."

Zheng Yuanwu shouted in a deep voice and galloped away quickly.

"Yes, others follow quickly." Yu Ming's face darkened and he shouted, and followed closely and quickly.

Among a large group of monks, Zheng Youcheng was one of them. He looked embarrassed, a little nervous and worried. He knew that this battle was about to begin, and life or death might be just a thought away.

"Youcheng, what are you thinking about? Are you nervous?"

At this time, the companion beside him carefully transmitted the voice and spoke.

Zheng Youcheng turned his head and glanced at his companion, then retracted his eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Of course I am nervous. This battle is unpredictable, and it is a lie to say that I am not afraid."

Zheng Youcheng said helplessly.

"Yes, we are all afraid, but we have no choice. The third prince's methods are too cruel. If we don't do what he says, I am afraid that there is only one way to die. Alas."

The companion lamented.

Zheng Youcheng shook his head and said, "That being said, I think Fan Ren deserved to die, and the Black God Cult deserved to die. Although the Black God Cult is only rampant in Kuinan Province now, if it continues to be indulged and allowed to grow, it will endanger the entire Divine Dynasty. At that time, you and I will not be able to escape."

The companion pondered for a moment and said, "Well, what you said makes some sense, but... Alas."

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly, an unnatural black flashed across the companion's eyes, which was quite strange. He replied, "I always feel that it is the Divine Dynasty and the royal family who deserve to die. They are high above and domineering. Should we suffer and endure endless suffering? No, it's not like that. We must resist."

Zheng Youcheng was shocked by his companion's words. He couldn't believe that these words came from his mouth.

He widened his eyes and questioned, "Are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about?"

The blood in his companion's eyes flashed, which was very dangerous. Zheng Youcheng subconsciously froze and was a little at a loss.

He had never encountered such a situation before.

Just as he was stunned, the disaster came.

"I'm sorry, Youcheng, let's be brothers in the next life. For the dream of the cult, you all have to die."

The companion said sternly.

"You..."

Zheng Youcheng's eyes bulged like lanterns, and he wanted to say something, but it was too late.

"Puff."

The sharp blade pierced through his heart and passed through his body, and a group of amazing blood flowers burst out in the air.

The sudden attack by his companions made him completely unprepared and he was hit.

Zheng Youcheng felt cold all over, his strength was disappearing quickly, and his body fell to the ground at a rapid speed.

The scene was in chaos.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Damn it, Youcheng was attacked by his companions, kill him, he is a traitor, kill him."

"There is a traitor among us, kill him, avenge Youcheng, revenge."

Immediately, all the Zheng clan members who reacted at the first time surrounded and killed the attackers.

On his deathbed, Zheng Youcheng, who still had a trace of consciousness, sighed in his heart, quite unwilling.

"I didn't expect that I would die like this..."

Then, there was endless darkness and coldness.

The chaos in the air also made Zheng Yuanwu's expression change. He stopped suddenly and looked back.

"What's going on, what happened?"

His eyes were full of anger, almost bursting out, and he wanted to eat people.

At the moment, he received the order of the third prince to attack the stronghold of the Black God Cult with lightning speed and succeed in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect an accident to happen halfway.

"Report to the clan leader, a traitor in the family suddenly attacked his companions."

Yu Ming replied with a sullen face.

Hearing this, Zheng Yuanwu's face turned green and he cursed: "Traitor? Kill him, and then kill his three clans, leaving no one alive. I hate traitors the most."

"Yes."

Yu Ming agreed.

But he also knew that this matter could not be handled at the moment, and he had to wait until everyone returned before dealing with it.

"Ah."

In the air, accompanied by a scream, the traitor who had just attacked Zheng Youcheng was also surrounded and killed, and not even a complete corpse was left.

Zheng Yuanwu saw it, his face was ashen, very ugly, and shouted: "Go, continue, don't delay for a moment, if the opportunity is delayed, we will die."

"Yes, keep going." Yu Ming shouted loudly.

"Boom."

"Boom boom boom."

"Boom."

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen light beams rose from the ground, forming a huge prison formation barrier, which enveloped Zheng Yuanwu and his party, and trapped them.

Even some monks with poor luck were hit directly by the light beams that rose into the sky, and turned into ashes on the spot, dying silently.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, it's an enemy attack."

"No, there's an ambush, damn it, how could this happen?"

Instantly, the Zheng family cultivators fell into extreme chaos and were at a loss of their minds.

Immediately, Zheng Yuanwu's face turned darker than the bottom of a pot, and he clenched his fists tightly, cursing: "Who leaked the news? There are traitors and spies in the family, damn it, damn it, all damn it."

When Yu Ming saw it, he said anxiously: "Master, now is not the time to complain, break through first, and take action together before the formation is formed."

"Okay, attack together, kill."

"Break the formation."