The two of them were hundreds of feet apart, and a breeze came, blowing their hair and the corners of their clothes, and the two young gods were slandered.
When people who didn't know saw this scene, they thought it was the reunion of two close friends after a long absence.
Gently picking up the tea cup, Yang Wudi took a sip of tea, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, as if he was quite satisfied with the taste.
"Did you know?"
"In fact, life is similar to tea. Some teas are bitter at first and then sweet, some teas are sweet at first and then bitter, and some teas are bitter in the mouth, but sweet aftertaste, and the tea fragrance lasts for a long time."
"But there is a kind of person whose life is born different. He uses his will to dominate everything. When should it be sour, when should it be sweet, when should it be bitter, and when should it be spicy? They all follow their own will, even if
Fate cannot be changed!"
"This kind of person, this kind of life, should be aloof and invincible!"
"Ye Wuque, do you think you are this kind of person?"
Putting down the teacup and picking up the teapot to refill, Yang Wudi looked at Ye Wuque again, with a warm smile in his eyes, which made people seem unable to have any negative emotions, asking like this.
Ye Wuque didn't speak, but looked at Yang Wudi indifferently.
Yang Wudi didn't seem to care about Ye Wuque's silence, but continued to smile lightly: "I was not such a person in the past."
"But since I became enlightened, I understood what the true path to the top is, and I also understood that my choice should be..."
"Although you are trying very hard to show off, I'm sorry, but I still can't help but interrupt you because you are blocking my way. Can you give way?"
"In addition, your pretense is a bit stiff and doesn't have a sense of empathy."
Ye Wuque's faint voice sounded, directly interrupting Yang Wudi's words!
Yang Wudi paused slightly while holding the teapot, and then continued to refill himself a cup of tea. Then he put down the teapot and looked down at the green and clear tea in the cup, with a touch of pity in his eyes.
"Oh, I originally thought I had met someone of my generation who could understand me a little bit, but it's a pity..."
Immediately, Yang Wudi, who was sitting upright, slowly stood up, and a terrifying aura of dominating the world and being invincible spread out invisibly!
"If you want me to give way, of course you can."
"I just need you to agree to my small request."
Yang Wudi looked at Ye Wuque, stepped out slowly, passed the long table, and then said: "Then you can lend me your head, okay?"
The moment the voice fell, the atmosphere in the entire Shenhuang Treasure House instantly solidified!!
The wind has stopped!
The dust has solidified!
All that's left is horrific suffocation!!
Ye Wuque, who was standing with his hands behind his back, also had a faint smile on his face, and said with a sense of appreciation: "The way you are pretending now is a bit interesting."
Yang Wudi... smiled.
Buzz!!
Infinite light and heat suddenly bloomed from behind Yang Wudi, and an ancient and majestic aura filled the sky, as if it had enveloped the sky eons ago!
Behind him, rays of light lit up one after another, and the entire Shenhuang Treasure House was trembling slightly, as if it could no longer bear it and was about to be broken!
Ye Wuque clearly saw that behind Congyang Wudi, the sun was rising slowly one after another... the sun!
After each round of the sun rises, Yang Wudi's aura becomes stronger. When the sun behind him reaches a full nine rounds, his energy has penetrated the sky and is overwhelming in all directions!
The nine-round sun emits infinite light and heat, forming a huge circle of light behind him. Looking from a distance, Yang Wudi at this moment is like a true sun god coming to the dust!
With a holy meaning!
Ancient! Majestic! Invincible!
"Such magical powers, such aura..."
Ye Wuque spoke softly, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes slowly turned dark as he looked at Yang Wudi.
Just from the overflowing aura, Ye Wuque understood that the power of the nine-wheeled sun was stronger than almost all the creatures in the entire Shenhuang Dynasty!
Even Meng Linghui’s magical power is...inferior!
This nine-round sun contains extremely terrifying power. Once it explodes, it will be enough to shake the world!
"You seem a little curious?"
The nine-round sun shrouded behind him. Yang Wudi looked extremely brilliant, his whole body was shining like a true god. He looked at Ye Wuque at this moment and smiled softly.
"You should be thinking that once the nine-round sun behind me explodes, its power will be earth-shattering, right?"
At this moment, Yang Wudi's eyes seemed to have turned into two little suns, blooming with a light that would make one's soul tremble!
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed slightly.
"Then you have misunderstood. This magical power of mine is called...Nine Destructions of the Holy Yang Technique!"
"The emphasis is not on 'yang', but on 'extinction'. How do you say that? Every time a round of the holy sun is extinguished, my power will double. Nine rounds of the holy sun can be extinguished nine times."
"About three years ago, when I challenged General Agni, how many rounds of Holy Sun did I extinguish?"
Yang Wudi frowned slightly, as if he had forgotten something and was trying hard to remember.
Opposite him, Ye Wuque looked at Yang Wudi who was thinking seriously, and his bright eyes finally took a formal look at the first dragon in front of him for the first time.
What kind of person would tell his opponent the secret of his mysterious magic power so lightly?
Or crazy!
Either...
"I remembered it! I seemed to have extinguished the Eight-Run Holy Sun, yes!"
Yang Wudi remembered it.
"So Ye Wuque, how many rounds of the Holy Sun should I extinguish after taking off your head?"
Yang Wudi looked at Ye Wuque, his smile was warm but penetrating.
"About nine hundred rounds, if you have them."
Ye Wuque also smiled softly.
"Nine hundred rounds? Are you that powerful?"
"It's okay, I should... bang!!!"
Ye Wuque was struck by lightning, and countless scorching sun-like rays of light exploded from his body. Like an exploded rag bag, it flew across the void and hit the resonance of the entrance to the treasure house behind him!
With a click, the palace door was really shattered. The terrifying power spread out, with a wave that destroyed everything. Ye Wuque, who smashed the palace door, continued to smash outside the treasure house, dragging it on the ground.
A ravine was created that was tens of thousands of feet long, seven or eight feet deep, and finally fell into a solid palace. The place was instantly blown into ruins, and even the dust and smoke were destroyed!
Above the ruins, the only thing that can be seen is a huge bottomless pit!
At the exit of the broken treasure house, Yang Wudi's figure slowly floated out and came to the void. He looked down at the huge pit from above, but frowned slightly.
Behind him, the nine-round Holy Sun, which was originally extremely brilliant, had extinguished one round at some point and became pitch black, like a big black star suspended there!
"I've tried my best to hold it back, and I only extinguished one round of the Holy Sun. Can't I hold on?"
"Not so weak, right?"
Yang Wudi shook his head and sighed, a hint of helplessness flashed between his brows, as if he was somewhat blaming himself for not taking action, and even more confused that Ye Wuque was so weak.