Chapter 648 Colonel Chu has already seen through everything
Wu Ming and his party did not see the hope of the Gu clan.
Because as early as thousands of years ago, Pan left the Gu clan and went to work outside.
After staying among the ancient gods for a few days and figuring out the pattern of the chaotic world, Wu Ming and his party set out again.
The chaotic world is composed of suspended continents. Each continent is a foundation and supports a group of people.
A large ethnic group can occupy multiple continents, while a small ethnic group can only have multiple races occupying one continent.
The variety of races makes the world of chaos adhere to the law of respecting the strong, and status is directly proportional to strength.
Wu Ming calculated that there are nineteen saints in their group, five thousand quasi-sages, and three thousand Daluo, which is equivalent to a relatively weak and powerful race. The combined strength, as long as they do not encounter a super race with heavenly saints, or
Intervening in mergers between powerful clans, self-protection should be more than enough.
"We can only protect ourselves by joining together, but we didn't come to the world of chaos to form a group to fight monsters. How could we not separate!" Except for Wu Ming and the two apostles of the Lord God, the fundamental purpose of everyone else entering the world of chaos was to break through.
Daluo Jinxian wants to become a quasi-sage, a quasi-sage wants to become a saint, and a saint wants to become a saint of heaven.
Everyone's goal is to go further. Others dare not say that saint-level powerhouses like Liu Lei must search for their true self in order to kill the true self and create the only one, so as to be promoted to the heavenly level. In this way,
It is destined to separate operations. Just like among the three Gu clans, there are many Daluo and Quasi-Sages who chose to stay instead of continuing to explore.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, I feel the existence of my true self. Fellow Taoist Li Song, please give me a helping hand!"
Just after leaving the Ancient God Continent, Zhou Cheng, the Primordial Hunyuan Dao, felt his true self and extended an invitation to Li Song, the Xuan Song Dao.
Li Song and Zhou Cheng also came from ancient times, and they had a close relationship. After hearing this, they put their hands together and smiled and said: "It should be so, everyone, we two brothers have taken the first step."
The two laughed again and again, turning into golden light and throwing it into the vast void.
The people present did not stop him, which would be more harmful to people's enlightenment than killing their parents. It's a pity that after losing two saints, the group's strength will inevitably decline.
However, this is just the beginning, and it is far from the end.
After traveling through two more continents, a kind of crystalline intelligent life appeared on the third continent. The body of this race is a special energy block.
The three Megatrons in the Skynet world were overjoyed when they saw it, and they all said: "Everyone, this race is very important to us, and we do not intend to continue on the journey below."
"Take care, three saints. There is a long road ahead. I hope we can meet again someday."
"Haha, to borrow the words of you humans, see you later."
"See you later"
The continents that are comparable to the original world are like fishing nets, and Wu Ming and his party are the fish in the sea.
I don’t know how long we have been walking forward, but the originally mighty team has become only twos and threes.
Wu Ming raised his head and looked around him. Those Daluo and quasi-saint-level companions had already disappeared.
In the team, only Wu Ming, Zheng Zha, Chu Xuan, Liu Lei, and the two strongest men from Jingwu World are left.
three hundred years later
"We have traveled through more than thirty continents along the way, and today it is time to say goodbye." Liu Lei had a smile on his face. He did not feel the existence of his true self, but he was a powerful man in the world of Jingwu.
Sensed.
As the head of Jingwu World and the Bounty Hunter Guild, Liu Lei is like the patriarch of a big family.
He was concerned not only about himself, but also about his direct lineage, and decided to go and help his companions.
"Take care." Wu Ming nodded heavily as his last words of farewell.
Liu Lei smiled and disappeared into the sky together with the two strongest men in the Jingwu World.
At this point, only Wu Ming and three others were left in the originally mighty team, and the journey continued.
Another two hundred years passed, and there was still no news about Yueyue, until a silver-white continent appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Didi sensed a special frequency, and there are signs of target activity here."
Standing in the vast starry sky, the search radar in Colonel Chu's hand gave off a clear beep.
The radar came from the Lord God and was specially prepared for Yueyue. It had not sounded once in the past few hundred years. Wu Ming thought it was broken.
Unexpectedly, if a tiger is not showing off its power, it is not necessarily a sick cat. It may just be taking a nap.
"We have a clue. The Little Lord God must have appeared here, and may even be here now." The Little Lord God in Chu Xuan's mouth is Feng Yueyue's official title.
The moon and the main god are one and the same, and they are the embodiment of the main god's emotions.
Hearing such words, Wu Ming's eyes lit up and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Even if you dig three feet into the ground, we will find her."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
The three people turned into golden light and quickly projected towards the silver continent, faster than real light.
Ten minutes later, the three of them landed on this strange continent. Why do I say strange because the people here are almost the same as humans.
Same height, same appearance, same civilized way.
Wu Ming captured an aborigine and directly searched his memory.
It was discovered that this was a type of human being called the Silver Mei Tribe. They were no different from the humans in the world of the heavens. The only thing that had more was the various totems on their eyebrows.
"Their totem is not totem worship, but a kind of strange power. These people call themselves the Silver Meizu, and they are born summoners. They can rely on the totem to summon something called a heroic spirit. The power system is not about cultivation, but about who summons it.
Heroic spirits are powerful." Wu Ming let go of the Yin Meizu who rolled his eyes and explained to Zheng Zha.
The Silver Meizu are very powerful. They are born with the ability to summon, and each of them has his or her own accompanying heroic spirit.
And this kind of power is not obtained through cultivation, but is a kind of call that depends on luck.
In the beginning, what level of heroic spirit was summoned and what kind of power this Yinmei tribe member had.
For example, if you summon a holy-level heroic spirit, you will be a holy-level summoner. You don't need to understand anything at all. The racial characteristics are very buggy.
"The world is so big and full of wonders, and there is such a power system!" Hearing what Wu Ming said, even with Zheng Zha's extensive knowledge, they were shocked.
In all the worlds, there is no one who has great power without practicing.
Even if you are a descendant of the most powerful person, your starting point is higher and you still need to practice to break through.
The Silver Mei tribe is different. They don't need to practice. They only need to summon when they are seventeen years old and get their own heroic spirits.
From then on, they will be under the protection of the heroic spirits, which is equivalent to carrying a super bodyguard with them. All they need is to have fun and play happily, and everything else will be taken care of by the heroic spirits.
"This is a race of lazy people. The whole meaning of life is to play. To be honest, I envy them!" Under the plain glasses Chu Xuan was wearing, a look of envy flashed past.
Compared with the Silver Mei tribe, the contractors who belong to the main god's space are the difference between Roman nobles and South African black slaves.
Although Chu Xuan is as smart as a monster, he has experienced countless narrow escapes to get to this point.
On the contrary, as long as the people of the Silver Meizu have a little luck and are lucky enough to summon a saint-level heroic spirit, the other party will have everything you have paid for.
Even Wu Ming has to admit that this race, which is almost the same as humans, is naturally the darling of the world.
What's even more irritating is that this is still a matriarchal society. It is said that girls from the Silver Mei tribe will never have any sexual intercourse before the age of seventeen, because high-quality heroic spirits prefer pure girls. As for men, they are dirty.
Synonymous with , there are very few heroic spirits with five stars or above who will sign a contract with a man.
"I feel there is discrimination here, what do you think?"
"Strength determines status. If there are more strong women, there will be more male housewives who cook. This is the product of demand and being needed. Of course, there is still a feeling of sadness."
Colonel Chu is still so high-end, and with his calm eyes, he seems to have seen through everything.