It was like people appearing out of thin air, without any signs. What was even weirder was that neither the noodle stall owner nor the other passers-by felt anything was wrong. It was as if this person was already here in their knowledge.
Same.
"Emperor?"
Wu Chong looked at this young man who suddenly appeared and guessed his identity.
The only people who can avoid him silently now are those who are strong in the realm of spiritual connection.
Although I had already guessed that the emperor would come, I didn't expect that he would come so quickly and in such a strange way.
Can this kind of method still be considered martial arts?
"You can call me Fu Qianshang."
Dijun feels very easy-going and has no airs.
But Wu Chong knew that this was for people. If he could not cope with the emperor's meeting today, then all previous requests would be forfeit.
"I'm very curious about what kind of realm you are in. I don't feel the power of the third realm in you..."
After taking a bite of noodles, the emperor stretched out his hand and patted Wu Chong on the shoulder like an old friend.
All of a sudden.
A feeling of silence came over him, and everything outside the noodle stall seemed to turn gray, as if it had stopped. Wu Chong even saw mosquitoes flapping their wings and flying around on the roadside outside, as well as people talking in the distance.
The spittle flew out.
The world seemed to be in slow motion.
Wu Chong, who was sitting closest to Fu Qianshang, felt it especially true because this power was aimed at him.
The emperor's hand continued to amplify in the world of senses, and in the end, it seemed like the hand of Buddha covering the sky and the sun, trying to suppress him.
All of this is the power of idealism!
Only Wu Chong saw the scene. Except for him, no one else at the noodle stall noticed it at all. They didn't even know that there was another person next to him, including the shadows hidden around him.
This is the same power as the one used by Tianshu Xingjun before, but when used by the emperor himself, the power is completely different.
"A very mysterious power, but... it's not enough."
Wu Chong raised his head, looked at the palm of his hand at the spiritual level, and had a clear understanding of the direction of the spiritual realm.
Is this the beginning of spiritualism?
The human skin on his chest revived on its own.
First floor, second floor.
the third floor!
The level 98 human skin was completely revived, and it completely broke free from the power released by the emperor. Above it, the mountain-like palm shattered like a mirror. At the same time, the noodle stall was shaken into powder by his power. The table.
The soup noodles above spilled all over the floor, and the scene that had been almost static suddenly returned to normal.
In the eyes of the second master You Kuan and others nearby, they saw their first master eating noodles.
Suddenly ran away.
Then he opened the noodle stall.
There was an extra person next to me for no apparent reason...
One more person?
Only then did several people react, and Ding Jiu drew out his saber and shouted loudly at the emperor sitting opposite Wu Chong.
"Who are you!!?"
"Everyone get down."
Wu Chong waved his hand.
After the third layer of human skin was revived, Wu Chong's burly body, which was more than three meters tall, was strangely pressed back to the level of a normal person. It only looked a little burly, but the power hidden in it was greater than that of the first layer of human skin.
I don't know how many times it has become stronger.
After hearing this, the second master You Kuan and others quickly put away their knives and left.
Although they have many questions.
But over this period of time, the authority of the big boss has penetrated deeply into the village. Everyone will subconsciously implement every word the big boss says, and no one dares to disobey.
"You can actually ignore my territory."
A hint of surprise flashed across the emperor's eyes.
He had heard from Tianshu Xingjun before that a person appeared in Bailu City who tore up his scroll. He was suspected to be a strange and powerful person in the realm of gods. After learning the news, he rushed over immediately and took action.
As expected, Wu Chong did not disappoint him.
"field?"
"A name for the realm of spiritual connection."
The emperor gave two simple explanations.
To put it bluntly, it is the sublimation of the second and fifth-level vacuum realm, mixed with some idealistic power, which should be related to the respective techniques of heaven and underworld.
"Your power is very strange, but I can confirm that you have not reached the state of spiritual connection."
After confirming Wu Chong's strength, Fu Qianshang stopped taking action.
At his level, unless he is a life-or-death enemy, he will basically not fight to the death. Just like the last time he fought against the Holy Lord Ji Hongye of Huangquan, both of them kept the fight within a certain range.
Otherwise, with the strength of the two of them who are powerful in the realm of the gods, there would be no survivors near Cangcheng that day.
"There is not only one way in this world."
Wu Chong was a little disappointed.
He thought the emperor would fight with him. In order to deal with this formidable enemy who had been false from the beginning, he prepared four layers of human skin. Now he has only revived three layers, and the fourth layer has 99 levels of human skin power.
None were mobilized.
"You're right, the road is made by people."
Regarding Wu Chong's words, the emperor nodded in agreement.
Their Heavenly Realm and Huangquan are taking a different route from the conventional demon arts like the Three Immortal Islands, so it is not surprising that he agrees with this view.
The strength Wu Chong has shown now can be regarded as proving the feasibility of his path.
Therefore, in the emperor's view, Wu Chong can be regarded as a person like him.
"You want White Deer City?"
"This place is mine."
Wu Chong gathered back the power outside his body, and the emperor also dispersed his power.
The two of them started walking along the street like old friends. The noodle stalls had been overturned and there was no place to sit, so they simply walked away together.
"If you want power, how about I make you the Human Emperor of the new dynasty?"
The emperor casually mentioned the conditions that everyone in the world could only dream of.
This time the world changed, the official executor was the Taiping Sect, and the leader Taipingzi was one of the emperor's generals.
After the new dynasty was established, it was impossible for the emperor to become emperor.
The most likely thing is that Taipingzi will be the emperor, but this is not irreversible. If Wu Chong is willing, the emperor would not mind giving him this position. Anyway, it is just a matter of words. I believe that no one in the Taiping sect
Dare to disobey his will.
"Not interested in."
Wu Chong has no interest in becoming a human emperor.
That position was too tiring. From the beginning, he just wanted to live his own life peacefully. But the world was so chaotic that he couldn't stop. Now that he had finally settled down, he naturally didn't want to go out again.
.
"Just want to stay in a corner?"
The emperor saw that Wu Chong was telling the truth.
"I don't have any ambitions. I just want to be a small village leader."
"Unfortunately, your wish may come true." The emperor suddenly smiled.