Chapter 697: Doomsday
It has been a day or two for Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen. Ding Yi has long been used to the two fighting in the live broadcast room without saying a few words. He just doesn’t know if the two have a real pk in the prehistoric world?
Maybe he couldn't fight, after all, Sun Wukong was still pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain.
Speaking of which, according to the original historical trajectory, Sun Wukong will be able to escape in two or three hundred years. However, the Great Sage at that time was not the Monkey King who dared to hit the Heavenly Palace alone with a golden cudgel. He was obviously much more slick in dealing with people than five hundred years ago, and he learned to think about the consequences first when doing things.
This cannot be said to be good or bad, but the Monkey King is still Monkey King after all, and the unyielding spirit in his bones cannot be hidden.
In addition, he has joined Ding Yi, a big family in the live broadcast room early, and Sun Wukong has changed a lot over the years. If the Western Church still wanted to make the original idea, it would probably not be so easy.
Of course, Western religions also know this problem, but they can't change it at all.
Even the two saints, Zhunti and Guiyan, have tried it personally. Not to mention shaking Ding Yi's live broadcast room, they can't even tamper with Sun Wukong's memory or deprive him of his live broadcast equipment.
There was no way, they could only stare at each other, while making more preparations, hoping that no mistakes would happen in their plans.
As for threatening Ding Yi?
Not to mention that they can't affect Ding Yi at all, even if they have this ability, they wouldn't dare!
Didn’t you see the huge number of great gods in Ding Yi’s live broadcast room? Although they are saints from the prehistoric world, they can’t even squeeze into the top ten in this live broadcast room.
With their ability, how dare they shout?
Not to mention the great gods of the other two worlds, just from the prehistoric world, the second saint above has a good relationship with Ding Yi. If they dare to make the big man unhappy, they can wipe them out in minutes with just one thought.
Over the years, they have also figured it out. In this live broadcast room, they try to lower their attitude and make good relationships with Ding Yi as much as possible. In this regard, the Taoist people have done a good job. The Tathagata and Guanyin in their Buddhism are also pretty good, and they basically don’t take off their airs.
Ding Yi knew nothing about the colorful things in the hearts of some viewers in his live broadcast room. His task was to broadcast them live. If the live broadcast was good, the audience would give him more rewards, so that he could spend less time in accumulating energy.
Not only that, occasionally some great masters in the live broadcast room will reward some special things. Although no one has rewarded Lingbao or something so far, some special things are still extremely useful to Ding Yi.
Not to mention anything else, just talking about the cultivation insights that the great gods reward from time to time will be of great help to Ding Yi's own creation of moves. Otherwise, he would not have been able to achieve such results in just over a year.
So for Ding Yi, as long as the live broadcast room can bring benefits to him, he will continue to broadcast live.
In the car, Ding Yi looked at the barrage sent by the audience in the live broadcast room and chatted a few times from time to time. At this moment, he was rushing to a dock in the metropolis, but it was still early, so he was not in a hurry.
Under his spiritual consciousness, you can clearly see scenes happening in the two cities.
Batman had already driven his Bat fighter to leave the abandoned dock, and Superman hurried to the research base in the metropolis after recovering a little.
Ding Yi saw all this. He stopped the car at the dock, opened it and walked out of the car.
Standing by the dock, there was a pitch-black bay in front of you, with small waves gently patting the shore, and in the distance was the brightly lit Gotham City. Ding Yi's eyes crossed more than ten miles away and landed in an abandoned dock warehouse on the other side.
At this moment, a shocking noise suddenly came from the metropolis behind him. The huge movements could be heard clearly no matter where you are in the metropolis.
The sound of the sirens that followed seemed to be the roar of some kind of wild beast, which made countless citizens of the metropolis panic.
It seems that a similar scene was experienced by them two years ago. Is history going to repeat itself now?
Countless people hid in their homes, in the company, standing at the window with curiosity and fear, looking out.
Ding Yi also retracted his gaze from the opposite coast and turned to look at the city behind him. At the center of the city, at the top of the Lex Building, a tall figure three meters away was roaring towards the sky. There were helicopters around the building, and the dazzling lights illuminated the top of the Lex Building as if it were daylight.
"Doom Day." Ding Yi muttered softly.
In his live broadcast room, the audience was already shouting that he would go up and have a fight with this guy.
What a violent guy, but it's just what I like!
Ding Yi grinned, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, a flash of light on his body and his clothes had completely changed.
Putting on a bright silver metal mask, Zhang Xiao instantly soared into the sky, crossing dozens of miles in the blink of an eye, and appeared in the air in front of the Lex Building.
Several beams of light shone on him.
In a TV station helicopter, the host was excitedly shouting at the camera: "Look, it's Huangquan, the superhero of Xinghai City. He is here to destroy this ugly monster!"
At the same time, in the several Apache armed helicopters surrounding the Krais Building, the soldiers flying the helicopters also received orders from the command center, ordering them to be on standby at any time, but they must not take the initiative to attack Huangquan.
These disturbances are also afraid of Huangquan, a dangerous element. Compared to a monster who doesn’t know its strength or Huangquan, which has long been famous all over the world, they feel even more troubled.
Although Ding Yi knew these things well, he didn't take them seriously.
The first time he appeared here was to check the strength of the Destruction Day in front of him.
The strength of the Destruction Day, which has just been nurtured, has reached the seventh level of the Dao Breaking Realm, only one level weaker than Superman, and is one or two levels higher than the Kryptonian warriors under Ding Yi.
And this is just a birth state.
Chapter completed!