Compared to the Holy Mother Zheng Zha, Colonel Chu was as wise as a demon, which made Wu Ming even more afraid.
In the past, Su Qin and Zhang Yi could achieve unparalleled feats with only their sharp tongues.
Although Colonel Chu is not a political strategist, his IQ can definitely crush most people. There is a saying that counts money for others after being betrayed. This is the kind of person he is talking about.
"Let's go!" Liu Lei took the lead and was the first to enter the space-time wormhole.
The remaining people, led by the saints, entered in a mighty manner.
Stepping into it, you feel like you have entered a colorful world. Red, light, yellow, green, cyan, indigo and purple are intertwined with each other, full of fairy tale colors.
At the end of the passage is a huge world with no end in sight.
Under the endless attraction, Wu Ming and his party did not have to do anything, just like dandelions blown by the wind, they naturally floated towards the distant world.
Wow!!
I don’t know how long it had been floating, but the light in front of me suddenly brightened, and the time wormhole disappeared.
When they looked back, everyone was already standing on a desolate land. There was no grass growing within a million miles, and even the color of the land was black.
"Is this the world of chaos? It doesn't look like much!"
"Whatever, we're not here for tourism. Let's find someone to ask where this place is."
Everyone took to the sky one after another, intending to check where they had landed.
Wu Ming was also one of them. As soon as he took off, he felt the attraction here, which was more than ten thousand times higher than that of all the heavens and worlds.
Similarly, the solidification of space is also different from the outside.
Among all the heavens and realms, people with great Luo cultivation can break through the realms and tear apart the void with just one thought.
But the space here is solidified beyond everyone's imagination. If the space in the universe were a piece of paper, this would be an iron gate.
People can easily tear the paper into pieces, but they cannot tear the iron door into pieces. These are two sentimental things.
"It's such a solid space. With the power of Daluo Jinxian, I'm afraid I can't even tear open the space here, let alone tear the space and make a long-distance crossing." Wu Ming tried briefly, and there was something in his eyes.
Be cautious.
The more solid the space, the more stable the law is.
In the world of the heavens, everyone present has the power to shatter a small or medium-sized world and destroy hundreds of millions of creatures with a casual blow.
But here, because the world has become more stable, the power exerted by everyone remains unchanged, but the destructive power has decreased.
Wu Ming doubted whether he could break this black land that spanned millions of miles and should be easily broken if he used all his strength.
"Saints cannot descend to worlds below the Great Thousand, because the world there is too fragile, and just descending is enough to destroy a world. Therefore, most saints stay in the original world. Only the original world can accommodate saints well and tolerate saint-level destruction.
Power. And here, it is one level higher than the original world, no, it is several levels, and the world's upper limit for power is higher."
There were all outstanding people present, and there was no reason why Wu Ming could not think of problems that others could not think of.
Looking up, it turned out that many people present had cautious looks on their faces.
They can be said to be the top group of people in the outside world, but when they get here, they may have to change from predators to prey.
"Three million miles east from here, there is a city that looks like a giant." Someone discovered traces of life and shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up one after another, looking across millions of miles, and saw a majestic city.
This city is so majestic, and the creatures living in it are also giants that are a hundred meters tall and look similar to humans.
Seeing the existence of the giant, everyone looked at each other and flew away one after another, with excitement in their eyes.
The presence of living beings means there is civilization and people with whom we can communicate.
It can be said that everyone has a blind eye on the world of chaos, knowing nothing, let alone any strong people here.
Being able to see intelligent life at the beginning of its arrival is no less than a shot in the arm for everyone. This is a good start.
"Hey, you are so small, where did you come from?" Outside the 10,000-meter-high city gate tower, two giants who looked like guards were standing. They were very surprised when they saw Wu Ming and his party.
What the other party said was not in any language, but everyone could understand it.
A saint tried to walk up and communicate with the other party in human language, gesturing: "We are human race. What race are you? Can you understand us?"
"Haha, of course you can understand. We are a clan of ancient gods. Where do you come from? I haven't seen outsiders for a long time." The giant guarding the city gate is named Mang. He looks very ferocious, but his attitude is very friendly and novel.
He looked at Wu Ming and his party.
Seeing that they could communicate, everyone sighed and asked for information one by one.
Among the crowd, Colonel Chu was one of the few people who watched with cold eyes and said nothing.
Wu Ming was very close to him, and he could only hear the senior colonel wearing glasses, whispering: "It is not the same language, but we are born to communicate with each other. It seems to be the power of the law. I just don't know whether it is an innate law or an acquired nature."
For man-made laws, it would be terrible if it were the latter."
The birth of language is the basis for civilization. The starting point of each race is different, and the language will certainly not be the same.
Wu Ming nodded in agreement. If countless languages could be artificially transformed into a way of communicating with each other by using the power of laws, the person who transformed them would be absolutely ridiculously powerful, powerful enough to rewrite the rules.
"Where did you come from? This is the territory of our ancient gods. I have never heard of the humans you mentioned. Maybe they are far away from here."
Under a series of questions, the veil of the chaotic world was lifted a little bit.
Among them, the Chaos World is composed of continents with various races. This is the Ancient God Continent, where a hundred-meter-tall giant who calls himself the Ancient God lives.
The closest ones to the Ancient God Continent are the Ancient Demon Continent and the Ancient Demon Continent. They both belong to the lineage of the ancient tribes and are divided into three races due to their personalities.
As for what the outside world is like, Mang can't tell clearly. He is just a three-star ancient god who guards the gate.
I only know that the outside world is very dangerous, and only the strong men of the ancient tribe can go outside. As for what the danger is, I have no idea.
"What level is the Three-Star Ancient God? Do you want to give it a try?" Because of the different power systems, some people are eager to try and see what level their strength is in the chaotic world.
The three clans of Ancient God, Ancient Demon, Ancient Demon and Gu clan are divided by stars.
Starting from one star and ending with seven stars, those with five stars and above are strong and have the strength to go beyond the mainland.
Everyone only knows that with their strength, they cannot be at the bottom of society. After all, even a saint-level person in a chaotic world can destroy millions of miles with one blow.
However, no one knows which stage it is at, after all, the two sides have never played against each other.
"No need to fight, let me do it." A machine saint named Megatron, who belongs to the Skynet world, walked out of the crowd.
This is a silver robot, ten meters tall, wearing heavy armor, and its eyes glow red from time to time.
The silver machine saint Megatron, the black machine saint Decepticon, and the red machine saint Unicron are the three mechanical supreme beings sent by the Skynet world.
Megatron's eyes bloomed with red light, and he glanced over Mang's body, whispering: "The three-star ancient god is equivalent to Luo Tianxian, this is a terrifying race."
Immortals, earthly immortals, heavenly immortals.
Luo Tianshangxian, Taiyi Xuanxian, and Daluo Jinxian.
Further up, there are quasi-sages, saints, and heavenly saints.
A three-star ancient god who is a gatekeeper is between Luotian Shangxian and Taiyi Xuanxian. Obviously, the so-called ancient clan is a powerful clan that is born sacred.
"Let me see again." Megatron rose into the air and swept his eyes across the ancient city.
A few seconds later, he landed on the ground again and said: "The four-star ancient god is equivalent to Taiyi Xuanxian, and the five-star ancient god is equivalent to Daluo Jinxian. There are no six-star and seven-star ancient gods in the city, but if you change it to our level,
The six-star and seven-star ancient gods are probably quasi-sages and saints."
"so smart!"
Everyone looked at each other, and some people couldn't help but ask: "Mang, how many seven-star ancient gods are there among you ancient gods?"
"About a dozen, no one knows the exact number, there may be more. Well, the ancient demon and the ancient demon are about the same, our strength is very similar." As soon as Mang answered, everyone present could not sit still.
An ancient protoss that we met when we first arrived actually had more than a dozen saints in it. Could it be that the world of chaos is a concentration camp for saints?
You must know that among the three Gu clans, there are also the Ancient Demons and the Ancient Demons, two groups that are not weaker than the Ancient Gods.
And their group of descendants were gathered together from more than a dozen origin worlds. When they came here, they were as powerful as an ancient tribe and a branch of its subordinate tribe. This joke is not funny at all.
"One ancient tribe has forty or fifty saints in total. Isn't this too powerful?" Someone couldn't help but whisper: "Could it be said that the ancient tribe is the most powerful race in the chaotic world?"
"Haha, how is this possible? Our ancient tribe is a powerful ethnic group, and there is a super ethnic group above us. However, we will also become a super ethnic group. We have Pan. He is the hope of our ancient tribe. He will definitely become the Eight Star Ancient God.
, led us out!" While laughing, Mang mentioned another name, which was regarded by the ancient tribe as the existence disk of hope.