Under the starry sky.

Wang Ce Youran: "I am Wang Ce!"

Song Wushen was slightly surprised: "Northern Tang Wang Ce? Wang Ce of Beice Mansion? It's you."

Oh, do you know me? Wang Ce picked up his chin and his eyes were clear. He thought Dalu had lost contact with the God of Martial God, but it seemed that the God of Martial God had actively contacted Dalu, and Dalu was obviously passive.

Wang Ce chuckled, thinking that the Dalu royal family was descended from the Song Wushen, but at this point it seemed that 80% of them were not.

Song Wushen's voice was steep and stern: "You are from the Northern Tang Dynasty, why do you come from? What purpose do you have!"

The purpose of conceiving your sister. Wang Ce cursed inwardly. This guy definitely has paranoia for persecution, and he must have a Liang who cannot be transformed with the Northern Tang Dynasty: "Oh, can anyone who is a Northern Tang Dynasty must have a purpose of being shameless? It turns out that Song Wushen is so worried about the Northern Tang Dynasty, which is new."

Song Wushen was silent.

Wang Ce was content with ease and his thoughts were rotating rapidly.

Ji Qianbai and others exchanged their own eyes, unable to contain their anxiety. In their view, it is not important to die. Wang Ce is the next generation of fire and the one who prevents Dalu from unifying the world, so he must not die.

Being trapped here, I must try to send Wang Ce away. But the question is, how should I break through?

When Wang Ce was dealing with the Song Wushen with his words, Ji Qianbai and others were also thinking quickly about ways to break through or kill the Wushen.

Although some things may not be sure. But from the moment, Song Wushen is almost certain. With this, Ji Ganbai and others' goal is firmly determined to defeat and even kill the Wushen.

what to do?

The Sword Saint and others were often worried. The Man King carefully came to the edge of the basin and moved forward step by step, touching some unknown barrier slightly.

In an instant, Song Wushen was alarmed and said coldly: "Do you want to leave?"

A halo became dazzling in an instant. When the Human King came into contact with the halo, his head was buzzing and almost exploded. His eyes turned dark and he couldn't help but vomited a mouthful of blood and flew back.

Even without seeing how Song Wushen took action, the Human King was defeated. Ji Qianbai and others were ashamed, and the Martial God was so powerful.

According to legend, the power that broke the Central Plains into pieces is really unfathomable.

Ji Qianbai gritted his teeth and stepped forward to touch the edge. In an instant, he felt a surging power of the pig god rushing into himself. He groaned, his face pale and took three steps back in a row, capturing the essence of this power, and was extremely shocked: "This, this, this is the power of will!"

When the Sword Saint heard the sound, he stepped forward and touched it. Sure enough, he found that it was a force of spiritual will that was hit by. With defense, he was not as embarrassed as Ji Qianbai, and he was extremely solemn: "It was indeed the force of will!"

The Sword Saint and others looked at each other, then looked at the Xiaowu Emperor and the Killing Emperor, and shouted wildly: "Come together!"

In an instant, all the ten martial emperors took action, and all kinds of terrifying willpower were instantly like a dark cloud covering the top, releasing the greatest power into ripples and slamming the edge!

The joint action of the top ten martial emperors is terrifying.

However, Niu Po's voice was cold: "You also want to break my will space and go back to practice for 800 years!"

Wang Ce and others were stunned to see that the halo suddenly shone with three colors, forming a light shield to completely intercept it. In addition, the explosion of the top ten martial emperors spread their wings and watermarks hit, a shock and even more strangely contracted.

The counterattack scroll was like a huge wave, and the top ten martial emperors stood in place, each making a muffled groan, and their minds were as if something had hit hard, and their faces were extremely pale!

In a short while, six of the top ten martial emperors left nose bleeding without realizing it, and they collapsed from fatigue.

Wang Ce slowly breathed, stepped forward and was about to support Ji Qianbai and others, but in an instant he fell into greater shock and dullness.

Each of the top ten martial emperors, including Wang Ce, saw the most incredible scene with his own eyes.

This light cover that looked like a cover slowly contracted inward. Wang Ce saw the most terrifying scene in his body cold and bone-bone. When the halo contracted, the mountain, grass, wood and stone actually turned into light in the sky. It seemed as if he had come alive, and it seemed that it was all composed of an inexplicable force.

In the will space, the earth moves and mountains shake, and even more so the mountains collapse and cracks.

The two mountains in a corner of the northwest of the basin were rumbling and rumbling, shattered and broken, collapsed into countless boulders falling down. They fell into the air, all of which turned into fine sand in the sky, and they were all thrown into the lake and disappeared.

The earth was split into pieces, and the soil underground flew into the air, decomposing into primordial sand particles.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Ce and his group fell into a place outside the feet of several miles, as terrifying as the bottomless abyss.

Wang Ce was shocked and looked at all this in a daze. Everything in front of him turned into grains of sand, and then turned from fine sand into fine light spots in the sky, all of which were thrown into the lake.

This, the flowers, plants, mountains and earth that we saw in front of us were all rising...fake! nothing!

The top ten martial emperors led by Ji Qianbai and the Sword Saint looked gray, as if they were breathing like a sculpture. The shock and horror in their eyes mixed into an uncapturable force: "This is, this wind..."

"We...we are in his will space!"

The Renwang and others shouted at the top of their lungs, but they could not find the most suitable language to describe it. Perhaps only Ji Qianbai's words were a little more appropriate: "The flowers, plants and trees of this generation... are all condensed by his willpower!"

He snorted coldly in the air like thunder: "For example, I have some insight!"

Yes. Everything in the basin is his willpower, and what is condensed is not real at all. What you see, smell, flowers, plants and trees are all empty and do not exist.

All of them are the willpower of the Song Wushen! When you step into it, you will be in the will realm of the Song Wushen.

Like a sculpture, Wang Ce watched all the collapses in front of him tightly, turning into fine sand, and then turning into light and throwing into the lake.

Finally, Wang Ce bent down with a pale face and grabbed a handful of soil on the ground. The feeling of spreading his wings and watermarks is very real. It is definitely the feeling of soil, but all of these are fake and do not exist.

Wang Ce let out a moan: "True...grass egg!"

This is the manifestation of spiritual power? How could there be such a terrifying power?

When Ji Qianbai uses the unobstructed sand, he will almost really condense a lifelike desert, which is precisely because of the power of will. However, Ji Qianbai will definitely not be able to achieve this level of reality!

This is the strongest manifestation of the power of will reaching the pinnacle!

The most unimaginable power! It is enough to make Ren Heren feel both heartbroken. With this willpower, no one is the opponent of Song Wushen.

Ji Qianbai and others immediately discovered that they had absolutely no chance to kill the Martial God. Song Wushen suppressed them by relying solely on their willpower.

There are only two types of warriors in this world. One is the God of War and the other is the other.

Even the Supreme Martial Emperor and the Martial God have the same gap as the natural barrier. The gap cannot be made up for by any force.

The power that broke Zhongzhou into pieces was really not mixed with water, which was really terrifying.

The forced spiritual power suffocated Wang Ce, which made him almost breathless.

Flowers, plants, trees, the earth and the mountains turned into nothingness. Wang Ce felt more and more oppressive force, and a unique force in his body and even in his spirit kept shrinking and contracting under this extreme pressure.

The mind is oppressed and contracted in the deepest part of the spirit. When it reaches its limit, it finally begins to move.

The mind is ready to move, expanding again and again, and there is a tendency to expand to the grandeur of the elementary limit for a while!

Are there signs of breakthroughs in the mind?

Wang Ce's face was bloodless, and joy and sorrow were brewing in his heart, but he immediately stiffened. At this moment, Ji Qianbai and others captured the power of Song Wushen and had almost no fighting spirit.

The power of the mind... can it compete with the martial arts will of the martial god? Wang Ce didn't know that he had a clear look and knew that this was the only trump card, the only good card he could get. He must not reveal this ace before he decided to break through.

Song Wushen knew that he, Wang Ce, and he also knew that he had a heart, but he had absolutely no sign of breakthrough in his heart.

Wang Mu gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress his heart.

It’s not now, it’s definitely not and shouldn’t be breaking through now.

With a bitter suppression, Wang Ce spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, this extremely oppressive willpower finally slowed down a lot.

The place where Wang Ce and his group stood slowly moved by themselves to the lake. The lake automatically separated the waves, and the earth moved while sending Wang Ce and others to the underground cave.

At this time, Wang Ce and others did not see that the mountains that had originally turned into nothingness rose up again on the surface, and the flowers, plants and trees condensed again in a blink of an eye.

The basins on the surface soon returned to their original appearance and continued to maintain peace for five thousand years.

He must have flaws!

Wang Ce gritted his teeth, but smiled on the surface, clapping and laughing: "I am worthy of being the God of Martial Arts."

Song Wushen sat cross-legged on the floating stone for four thousand years, no one could believe that the horror scenes of the collapse of the mountains and the earth were actually done by his thoughts.

The crowd was gray, Wang Ce's face turned pale, but he smiled: "I want to discuss with Lord Wu Shen and make an agreement. I don't know what the Martial God wants!"

Song Wushen spread his wings and watermarks for the first time today, his terrifying eyes fixed on Wang Ce's face, who refused to give in: "You are not qualified!"

"Some." Wang Ce was so uncomfortable that he was still smiling: "The dignified martial god has absolute power to kill us or force us. However, the adults are lying to deceive us. Doesn't this mean anything?"

Song Wushen's face changed slightly. Wang Ce looked at his face and eyes tightly and chuckled: "No matter what the adults have for us, I guess, it seems that we have to be voluntarily. Otherwise, there is no need for him to lie to us."

A divine light flashed in Song Wushen's eyes: "I have always heard that King Ce of the Northern Tang Dynasty is cunning by nature and extremely intelligent. When I saw it today, I was indeed well-known."

That's right, hold your vital points. Wang Ce picked up his chin and smiled: "We have ten Martial Emperors. I believe that no matter how capable Lord Wu Shen is, he may not be able to get such a powerful ten Martial Emperors within ten and twenty years."

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!