Zheng Xiaoming, who had just cultivated his way to recruit soldiers and had five hundred cannon fodder ghost slaves under his command, was full of confidence at the moment. He was about to find someone to fight.

But of course this fight cannot be fought in these five great virtual realms...

So although there are only two and a half days left, I will be about to stay in the Wujing Great Void Realm for ten days!

Zheng Xiaoming still absolutely crushed the Black Iron Tooth Card and forced his return to the Rainbow City. A suction force took Zheng Xiaoming away from this virtual world.

A moment later, Zheng Xiaoming had appeared outside the Star Gate.

"Aowu..."

The roar of a tiger scared the night watchmen who lined up to enter the star gate to flee in a panic.

I thought the demons in the Five Great Void Realm had counterattacked the Rainbow City!

But soon people saw Zheng Xiaoming riding a tiger proudly.

The crowd was in a big uproar.

"I'll go, this is subduing a tiger in the virtual world as a mount!"

Of course, Zheng Xiaoming is now well-known in the Rainbow City.

Some people recognized Zheng Xiaoming and said, "This is Zheng Xiaoming, the venerable Gaoyang, no wonder he was able to subdue the tiger..."

"This tiger should have a strength of sixty, right? Such a strong tiger has been tamed. This Venerable Zheng should be at least level seven, right?"

"Level 7? What a joke. I think it's more than ten levels...Level 7 can kill a tiger with a level 6, but if you want to subdue, that's a dream!"

Amid everyone's stunning eyes, the people from the Rainbow City Guard rushed over, and they couldn't laugh or cry when they saw the situation.

A familiar guard captain said to Zheng Xiaoming: "Zheng Master Zheng, please help me to collect your mount when you come to this Rainbow City?"

Zheng Xiaoming smiled and said, "Of course, of course. Isn't this just conquered a little cat in the virtual world? Don't you understand the rules!"

The captain of the guard was so amused and cried, thinking that he was such a big kitten. When did this kitten become stronger than me?

The captain of the guard is already very weak, at least a level 5 night watchman. But in terms of strength alone, he is really no match for this kitten.

Of course, if you actually do it, this kitten will definitely not be able to beat the captain of the guard...

Not to mention guns and bullets. Night watchmen after level 5 usually start to come into contact with various skills and spells! They are from the Demon Hunter Guild and will not lack the opportunity to learn spell skills.

Zheng Xiaoming put the kitten into Futian, and the tiger suddenly disappeared.

The Captain of the Guard is not surprised. The current night watchmen can be said to be full of flowers, or the system is not yet mature.

Various magical skills and magic skills emerge one after another.

Who knows where Zheng Xiaoming learned a beast-control magic, or simply created it himself?

These days, it is not too difficult to create spells by yourself.

Of course, this is about the kind of scattered low-level spells.

It would be difficult to create systemic spells such as the fifth battalion of soldiers and horses and thunder pools by yourself!

However, even if it is a scattered spell, it only takes at least level seven or eight, or even a master above level ten.

This Zheng Xiaoming seems to be getting more and more powerful.

A few months ago, it seemed that someone said he was only level 5...

Could it be that Zheng Xiaoming had hidden his weaknesses before?

The captain of the guard wanted to talk to Zheng Xiaoming for a few more words, but Zheng Xiaoming had already left and disappeared, returning to Futian.

"Haha...I'm waiting for your arrival!"

······

······

At the same time, a faint voice finally came from the dark space: "Finished!"

There is Zheng Xiaoming’s dream space, which is wrong. It should be said that it is the dream fortress!

"I killed so many soul-devouring birds last time, and today I will let you pay your life!"

The sound of the soul-devouring apostle full of hatred and pleasure sounded, and countless black air roared, transforming into zombies and rushing into Zheng Xiaoming's dream fortress.

"Damn it, come with me this!" Zheng Xiaoming sneered: "I want to play cannon fodder battle with me, right? Come on, I like it the most!"

Zheng Xiaoming finally put his heart back in his stomach.

Just kidding, if the Soul-Devouring Apostle sent elite masters and sent some monsters above level five, he wouldn't have any good idea.

Even with Futian's suppression, it cannot be dealt with with the power of recruiting soldiers and buying horses now.

But now cannon fodder is sent?

How much money do you cannon fodder have for me?

Only if you don’t have much money, no matter how many people you send, you will be bribed by me and become my subordinates!

So in the Futian, a small house like a chicken coop was opened. Five hundred cannon fodder ghost slaves rushed out and rushed to the undead zombies outside with a fierce look.

Both sides launched a cruel killing in an instant!

Unfortunately, these ghost slaves are just cannon fodder, and their strength is only a dozen. They are already pitifully weak.

These undead zombies are even weaker, and their strength is almost at around ten o'clock!

The battle between the two sides fell into heat from the beginning.

Even these ghost slaves have the upper hand!

However, the good times did not last long, and these ghost slaves were only limited in strength than the undead zombies. The number of undead zombies was like endless, rushing towards Zheng Xiaoming's dream fortress like a flood opening.

It quickly suppressed these ghost slaves and gained the upper hand.

Just when the battle was at its most intense, in the dark void of the dream world.

A dark star, that is, the Dream Fortress, has been lurking for a long time, without any movement and restraining all the light.

And in this dream fortress, many people are paying attention to the battle on Zheng Xiaoming.

There are Wu Chunsheng and He Yao in the middle.

In other words, two of the five major policing envoys of the Tianwei Army were actually hiding next to them at this moment.

"Wu Zhenfu, do you think that Zheng Xiaoming can withstand the attack of the Soul-Devouring Messenger?" He Yao frowned and asked, "If Zheng Xiaoming can't withstand, our plan may have a big problem!"

To be honest, Wu Chunsheng was not sure about this matter. He was not clear about Zheng Xiaoming's strength at all.

Because it is often said that Zheng Xiaoming has not reached level 10 at all and has not changed his position. But in many cases, Zheng Xiaoming does not act like a night watchman below level 10.

Therefore, no one in the world can understand Zheng Xiaoming's true strength except Zheng Xiaoming himself.

But for some reason, Wu Chunsheng had confidence in Zheng Xiaoming...

He pondered: "This Zheng Xiaoming is not a pure night watchman. I think He should know that you should come to He Zhenfu. He is a martial arts practitioner, and the first time he conducted a mental strength test was thirty-six!
Chapter completed!