The Black Book

Looking at the almost enchanting profile of the young man in black, Luo Ming smacked his lips without words.

That's so reasonable!

Is this the effect that natural growth can achieve?

Not to mention eighteen transformations, even seventy-two transformations, normal human beings cannot be so "thrilling"!

This kind of "beauty" has transcended matter and penetrated deep into the soul level. Every move of hands and feet is filled with indescribable charisma!

Even with Luo Ming's state of mind, he couldn't help but be affected and couldn't help but want to take a second look.

But after all, he is a super master who has lived for hundreds of years and is well-informed. One of his favorite concubines from the fox demon tribe had a similar peculiar charm, but it was not as exaggerated as Li Lin.

After Xinqi looked at it twice, Luo Ming quickly put this trivial matter behind him and brought the topic back on track.

"The Golden Palace is mobilizing troops on a large scale. Yongzhou Pass is shocked three times a day. Do you really don't need me to go back and take charge?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao shook his head with a strange expression.

"It's really not necessary. We have accurate information. Their target this time is not against [Dazhen]."

"Not against us? Then who are they targeting?"

In the world Luo Ming knew, only [Dazhen] was qualified for the Golden Court to mobilize the army, and vice versa.

"The countries in the Western Region, and... body poison."

Speaking of this, Zhu Haomiao sighed without words.

The politicians of Third Brother are magic. They brag about such important strategic operations openly, and they want everyone to know about it.

If it weren't for the fact that [Dazhen] was currently in chaos and turmoil, he would definitely have ordered all his troops and horses to take advantage of the enemy's empty strength to stab the golden palace's chrysanthemum.

Expedition to the West, right?

Whales swallow poison, right?

Be careful when I dig up your ancestral graves!

Gritting his cheeks bitterly, Zhu Haomiao sighed with regret.

"Western Region? Body poison? What are they doing there?"

Luo Ming frowned strangely. In his understanding, there were only some fragmented small countries in those places. Even though there were some prosperous and prosperous cities, most of them were still barren lands.

"Expand the territory, plunder the population and wealth, and finally gather the power of thunder to attack [Dazhen] and dominate the world."

This is not Zhu Haomiao's guess, but the strategic plan leaked by the third brother politician.

"Will this... be effective? Rules require costs, and blind expansion will only waste national power..."

As a founder who has survived from the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present day, Luo Ming knows very well that 'it is difficult to conquer the world, but even more difficult to govern the world'.

Normally, his idea is indeed correct.

The only problem is that in reality, the third brother's population can break the situation violently.

With tens of millions of descendants as grassroots ruling nodes, they can completely control such a vast territory.

Some politicians even shouted out that classic quote.

Before the last Tianzhu man died, Dai Ying... No, the Golden Court will never surrender!

Dreaming about a battle belongs to yes.

But I have to say that the size of the third brother's population can really give the enemy a sense of despair and suffocation.

Don't worry about the quality, just decide whether to kill or not, right? !

Thinking of this, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows tiredly.

"I'm afraid it will have an effect. You saw it too. That night the Buddha's light shone everywhere, rain fell from the sky, and a god attained enlightenment in the Golden Court."

"In this western expedition, they are armed with weapons, supported by faith, and with hundreds of millions of converted vassals, they can take over many areas without a single blow, and provide almost endless logistics of soldiers for the subsequent attack on [Dazhen]."

Hearing this, Luo Ming realized the seriousness of the problem and frowned deeply.

Seeing his worried look, Zhu Haomiao changed the topic and comforted him with a chuckle.

"But there is no need to worry too much. As long as we [Dazhen] are internally stable and united, we will not be afraid of external enemies no matter how strong they are."

Hearing this, Luo Ming glanced at the young man thoughtfully.

"That's why you slaughtered the world so simply and crudely, even forcing the remaining sects to unite against you..."

Seeing the half-smiling expression of the young man in black, an idea suddenly flashed in Luo Ming's mind.

"No! Are you just forcing them to stick together on purpose so that you can catch them all in one fell swoop?!"

"Well, we must first pacify the domestic situation when fighting against the outside world. I really don't want to waste my energy on these unruly people, so I might as well get rid of them."

After saying this, Zhu Haomiao stood up and looked north.

But at this moment, Luo Ming suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance. The whole world resonated with his will, and the wind surged in an instant.

"Got you!"

With a ferocious arc at the corner of his mouth, Luo Ming disappeared instantly, and a saucer-shaped sonic boom cloud exploded in the entire dilapidated pavilion.

boom!

The shrill wind blew Zhu Haomiao's clothes flying. Following the direction of Luo Ming's speed, the young man saw an undetectable black dot descending into the world.

On the other side, as soon as he returned to the fantasy realm, he felt an overwhelming murderous intent surrounding his body. The figure wrapped in a black robe and hood complained softly and impatiently.

"Dog skin plaster..."

Facing Luo Ming's sudden attack, the man in black robe raised his palm, and a small black ball the size of a soybean was condensed three inches outside his palm.

The black ball formed by pure divine energy trembled at high frequency, bursting out golden thunder that flickered and flickered. When Luo Ming came within one kilometer, the man in black robe gently pushed his palm, and the extremely condensed energy exploded instantly, turning into A dark beam of light several meters in diameter traverses the sky and the earth.

boom!

The whole world fell into a brief darkness at this moment. The terrifying black light column engulfed Luo Ming, and the remaining force blasted into a small mountain, instantly evaporating the mountain, leaving only a radial deep pit with a diameter of more than 100 meters.

The shock wave that came towards him was like an invisible wall hitting him. Zhu Haomiao's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the black-robed man standing in the void in disbelief.

This power... has the taste of his peak at the first level!

But the strange thing is that in Zhu Haomiao's intuitive perception, there is a huge gap between the opponent's actual energy level and the destructive power he showed.

In other words, the opponent's combat power is beyond his own energy level...

It is similar to the existence of himself and Emperor Shitian, but there is a subtle difference.

However, before Zhu Haomiao could figure it out, a deafening roar came from the sky.

The whole world was responding to the anger of the Son of Destiny, and endless energy gathered and converged, and continuously injected into the tiny human body.

Buzz buzz buzz~

In the center of a radial pit with a diameter of more than 100 meters, Luo Ming's messy hair and beard moved without wind, and his body seemed to float up as if it had lost gravity. Pure golden divine flames bloomed deep in his pupils, and his body was surrounded by bluish-white fragments of lightning snakes.

Staring at the black-robed man a few kilometers away, the humanity in Luo Ming's eyes faded a little bit, replaced by a cold and vast majestic divinity.