Chapter 4545

The war of havoc.

In the universe of divine power, it is a secret spread only in the top combat power, and the same is true in the virtual universe.

In principle, with Luo Ming's strength, he is qualified to know the war of havoc, but Luo Ming's popularity is too poor, and he has always been at odds with the top sects who know the news, so naturally no one will tell him.

The old man in red knows this.

Therefore, he also wondered how Luo Ming knew about the war of havoc.

In this regard, Jian Wushuang has already had the answer in his heart.

Seeing his eyebrows pick, he deliberately made a casual appearance, curled his lips and said, "what? Only you know? There are many children of the red whale gang in this house, and they have told this matter to us long ago."

Hearing the words, the old man in red couldn't help smiling bitterly and nodding.

Although the red whale gang are all shrimp soldiers and crab generals, few of them can take on major responsibilities, but they do have a large number of people, and it is not difficult to inquire about a piece of news,

"Luo Ming, I haven't seen you for tens of millions of years. You're still talking with a gun in your mouth."

The old man in red said with a little emotion.

Before Jian Wushuang answered, the middle-aged man, the black knife venerable, sneered and replied, "so what do you know? What do you want to do when you know it? Can you achieve it? By you, do you still want to participate in the war of catastrophe?"

Jian Wushuang also sneered and replied, "it's not up to you to decide whether you will participate in the war of the Holocaust. I see you as a dog and a mouse, meddling in your own affairs."

"You!"

Hearing the speech, the master of black knife was extremely angry.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, the old man in red robe quickly raised his forehead and said, "well, be quiet!"

Jian Wushuang and the black knife venerable looked at each other, and then snorted coldly at the same time and stopped talking.

After taking a deep breath, the old man in red robe said, "now is the time for us to employ people in the virtual universe. Whether Luo Ming can participate in the war of havoc is not up to you two or me. Wait here. Let me ask Lord Ba Huang Xuzun, who is responsible for guarding the camp this time."

With that, the old man in red looked at them and strode into the void forbidden area.

After the old man in red robe left, the unparalleled mind of the sword relaxed slightly.

Until now, there is no need to continue acting. Just wait quietly for the result.

Therefore, he simply closed his eyes slightly, looked at his nose and heart, and turned a blind eye to the fiery eyes of the black knife venerable.

......

The void forbidden area, the 87th crack, has been completely sealed off.

It was like a honeycomb. In the dense palace, there was a side hall with several oil lamps,

Although the first main forces of the virtual universe have all invaded the divine universe with Zeus.

However, a strong man was still assigned to suppress the base camp in case of need.

A middle-aged man in a white robe sat cross legged on a futon and practiced quietly.

Behind him, endless corpse Qi automatically emerged, forming the scene of a sea of corpses.

He is a virtual master of the eight wastelands, the last patriarch of refining God sect, and the person responsible for staying at the camp this time.

"Lord Ba Huang."

The old man in red walked in quickly, and first called in a respectful whisper.

Despite the fact that the eight wasteland virtual Zun ranks low among the thirty-four virtual zuns, it is because these thirty-four virtual zuns are all the strong ones who have recovered from the ancient times, but for the virtual scholars who are less than six traces, the eight wasteland virtual Zun still has great prestige.

"Red Buddha, what's the matter?"

Eight wasteland empty respect slowly opened his eyes, looked at the old man in red, and his tone was also polite.

Although the old man in red robe has not entered the six marks, he has been immersed in tens of thousands of virtual disciplines in the five marks realm. In terms of the time of cultivation, it is longer than the eight wasteland virtual dignity.

However, in the process of practice, strength and seniority are not determined by the time of practice.

"Report back to Lord Ba Huang. The red whale helps Luo Ming to vote and wants to play a part in this disastrous war."

The old man in red said respectfully.

"Luo Ming? But the star thief who is famous in the universe?"

Ba Huang Xuzun asked with a slight pick on his eyebrow.

"Yes, it's this person. Lord Ba Huang, Luo Ming and I have known hundreds of Xu Ji. Although sometimes he is a little naughty, his strength is not weak and his nature is not bad."

The old man in red said.

"Is that so?"

Ba Huang Xuzun touched his chin and immediately smiled and said:

"The Red Buddha, you decide by yourself, let him see where there are cracks to guard, so send him to guard."

For the eight wasteland virtual respect, arranging just a Luo Ming is not a big deal, and the old man in red just said that he was friendly with Luo Ming, so let's give him a favor.

"Yes!"

The old man in red robe was slightly happy, and he bowed his hands in gratitude.

This war of havoc, in the dark of the virtual universe, has countless people called it the war of gods.

Because once this war is won, it will be rewarded by Lord Xushen himself.

This is a rare opportunity.

Luo Ming is one of his closest friends. The old man in red naturally hopes that his friend can also get such an opportunity.

After bowing to leave, the old man in red came to the forbidden area of the void again.

"Luo Ming, come in with me. Lord Ba Huang has agreed to your request. I'll familiarize you with the void forbidden area first, and then find a place with weak defense to let you top."

The old man in red smiled and said.

"Hahaha, Red Buddha, it's still hello."

Jian Wushuang laughed, didn't say some polite words, but stretched out his hand and thumped heavily on the chest of the old man in red robe.

Although he didn't know the real relationship between Luo Ming and the Red Buddha, he thought the relationship would be good. If he said some polite words, it would be a little abnormal.

With a triumphant stare at the frightening middle-aged man with a black face, Jian Wushuang followed the old man in red and strode into the void forbidden area.

"Small people get what they want."

The middle-aged man snorted with some hatred, and immediately sat down again, closed his eyes and began to practice.

No one found that the sword that closely followed the old man in red was unparalleled, and the corners of his mouth swung a faint smile.

A small black flag slipped from his cuff, inserted into the void, and then disappeared without a trace.

Only jianwushuang can sense that all the void nearby has been suppressed by the sealed sky flag. As long as jianwushuang moves, the sealed sky flag can completely urge, block everything, and form a Jedi!

"Luo Ming, I'd like to introduce you to the void forbidden area first. By the way, I'll tell you what the war of havoc is like."

The old man in red walked ahead and said.

Jian Wushuang had this intention. At this moment, hearing the old man in red say so, he immediately moved in his heart and nodded.

"OK."