Mystery: From adding points to the strongest on the surface Chapter 137: Emperor Zhenwu appears in his true form! The Demon Lord from outside the realm!
Chapter 137: Emperor Zhenwu appears in his true form! The Demon Lord from outside the realm!
"Then... what is that?!" King Nanjun stared in front of him dumbfounded, seeing the white light that made his eyes feel extremely stinging.
He felt a shocking sword power from the bright white light!
This also means what kind of sword technique should it be?
What kind of monks made this kind of noise?
There are only a few living people in the Great Demonic Forbidden Land, so where can a cultivator come from?
And he is also a monk who is good at swordsmanship?
etc!
Prince Nanjun suddenly remembered that Fan Wu seemed to be carrying an exaggerated sword on his back.
In other words, Fan Wu can use swordsmanship.
Could it be Fan Wu?!
When he saw that bright sword light disappearing from his eyes, Prince Nan's thoughts did not calm down. He still felt waves of heart palpitations.
At the same time, he also felt a strange itching sensation coming from the skin all over his body.
This made him hold back his frightened thoughts while scratching himself continuously.
"Weird." King Nan Jun scratched harder and harder, with an unexpected look on his face: "In the past, shouldn't it be that you would have this weird itching feeling when you were particularly close to the core area of the Great Demon Forbidden Land?
?Why do you feel it now?"
He scratched his skin so hard that he had already scratched several holes in his clothes.
The nails penetrated the clothes and touched his skin, immediately scratching out several marks.
The skin scratched by the nails felt a burning pain, but he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he felt that the pain could suppress the itching on the skin.
Although he felt strange about the sudden itching, he didn't think it was a big deal.
Because he's already used to it.
"Hey... it's bleeding again." After feeling that his skin was scratched by himself, his fingertips felt a little warm moisture. Prince Nan frowned and muttered: "Why do you feel that since you met this person named Fan?
Wu guys, all kinds of things have become so weird?"
He shook his head, shook off the thoughts in his mind, and headed in one direction, heading towards the direction where the bright sword light flashed just now, both cautiously and at the same time wanting to speed up the pace.
It didn't take long.
King Nanjun saw a huge sword mark that penetrated deep into the mountain on a very steep bare mountain wall ahead, and there was a faint red light lingering in the sword mark.
It was as if the slashing sword was accompanied by scorching heat, burning the soil and rocks on the mountain wall into red magma.
Shocking!
Was this really the sword strike of Fan Wu? But that guy didn't seem to have any magic power, right? How could he strike such an astonishing strike? King Nanjun was completely confused.
You can't just rely on your terrifying brute force to forcibly cut out such a sword, right?
Are you kidding me?
This sounds a bit outrageous and completely inconsistent with common sense.
perhaps……
Did he think too much?
King Nanjun shook his head and threw away all the random thoughts in his mind. He stared at the huge sword mark on the mountain wall and murmured to himself: "If you can't see the corpse of any strange thing, then it means it's not
Does this mean that the strange thing was chopped into pieces and turned into powder by his sword?"
Thinking like this, I couldn't help but shudder.
For some reason, he felt a dull pain in his forehead. After all, when he was at Hanling Temple, he received a blow from Fan Wu's knife on his forehead.
He didn't die in Fan Wu's hands, was it because at that time, his life was too great?
One hand was still scratching the itch, and the other hand touched his Tianling Cap.
Prince Nanjun muttered: "Young people don't strike lightly, and why does this guy walk so fast?"
He felt that his old arms and legs could no longer keep up with Fan Wu.
…
the other side.
Fan Wu flicked his finger and flicked away a small lump of weird mucus on his arm. He killed a lot of weird things along the way, even though some of these weird things were not even as good as the Fu family's cultivators.
Those dozen envoys from the Great Yan Dynasty...
But there are enough of them! Enough of them is enough. Sometimes quantity can really make up for quality.
Along the way, Fan Wu was calculating his free attribute point gains all the time.
He found that the free attribute points he had exploded had reached 7 points!
Plus 12 free attribute points in the balance.
The total adds up to an attribute point balance of 19 points!
After many days, Fan Wu once again became a big player in free attribute points, with the free attribute points in his pocket...
It is almost breaking through the 20 mark.
Not easy!
Fan Wu had just lamented the word "not easy" when he suddenly realized that his trip seemed to be quite easy.
Because he barely contributed anything.
These monsters are no match for him.
If you can't kill a monster with one punch, then hit that monster with a sword on its head.
It will always blow it up!
but.
In the Great Demonic Forbidden Land, after all, as Prince Nanjun said, there are very few living creatures other than flowers, plants and trees. After killing so many strange things, Fan Wu found that he encountered strange things more frequently than before.
It had to be lowered a lot before it started.
Before, it would take about half a stick of incense to walk before you could encounter one or several strange creatures.
Now...he has been walking for half the time of burning incense, and in the end, he has encountered nothing.
Don't say you encountered something strange.
Not a single mosquito was seen.
He didn't even hear any chirping noises. Instead, he heard a person behind him, who had been following him bitterly, but he never had the chance to catch up.
who's that person……
Of course, Fan Wu couldn't help but know that King Nanjun smelled like he hadn't taken a bath in more than half a month.
He was impressed!
And as the noise coming from the Nanjun King behind him became louder and louder in Fan Wu's ears, Fan Wu had already noticed that the Nanjun King was about to follow... It was difficult for the Nanjun King who was already quite old.
Yes, I have followed you all the way for so long.
"wait……"
"Wait a minute!"
behind.
The call from King Nanjun came: "Don't... don't walk so fast!!"
Fan Wu slowed down a little.
Prince Nanjun finally followed.
"call--"
"call--"
"You...you guy..." Prince Nanjun walked up to Fan Wu without even breathing. One hand kept scratching his butt, and the other hand was holding on to a big tree next to him:
"You guys, can't you walk a little slower?"
"And why did you suddenly leave without saying a word? You made me look for you in this forbidden area for so long. Do you know how dangerous this forbidden area is?"
"Stop for a while...stop for a while...let me rest for a while, but my old bones are exhausted."
Prince Nanjun sat down on the ground completely regardless of his image.
Then he couldn't help but scratch the itchy spot on his neck.
Then he discovered that Fan Wu looked at him with a slightly strange look, as if he was looking at some Xiti species, which made King Nan feel uncomfortable for a while.
Although King Nanjun also knew that he was a bit of an alien in the eyes of others, the Fan Wu in front of him was also an alien!
Being stared at by an alien... with a look that looked at aliens.
Prince Nanjun felt indescribably uncomfortable.
"There shouldn't be anything weird about me, right?" Prince Nanjun looked down at himself. He found that except for the clothes on his body, which were scratched in some places...except for some of his skin, which was scratched and bled, there seemed to be nothing.
Weird?
"Can't you see it?" Fan Wu did not rush to answer the question of Prince Nanjun, but asked instead: "In your own eyes, what do you see now?"
King Nanjun was stunned, he frowned and replied: "I saw the dirty clothes on my body, I saw my skin was scratched...well, I also feel itchy."
"However, I think this is very normal. Because every time I go deep into the core area of the Great Demon Forbidden City, I will feel this way."
"Did you only see this? Did you only feel itching?" Fan Wu asked.
"Yes!" Prince Nanjun replied in confusion: "What else is there besides these? What did you see?"
Fan Wu replied: "I saw you were about to die."
Prince Nanjun: “???”
In Fan Wu's eyes, Nanjun Wang's [Strength] attribute has not changed much, but the opponent's [Life] attribute is only 300! This value is already very high for ordinary people, but for Nanjun Wang
For a person of this status, this is ridiculously low!
Fan Wu still remembered that when he first met Nanjun Wang, the opponent's [Fate] attribute reached four digits.
Now it has actually become a three-digit value.
Even if you use rounding methods, there is no way to reduce it to four digits.
and……
Fan Wu squinted his eyes, looking at the crater-like sores on King Nanjun's exposed skin, and at the disgusting pus flowing out of those sores.
He looked at Nanjun Wang's face again, and saw that Nanjun Wang's sloppy face was also covered with such dense and disgusting sores, as if he was infected with some weird disease.
One of the sores already occupied a quarter of the right side of King Nanjun's face. The sore was so severe that Fan Wu could see several large yellow teeth in King Nanjun's mouth through it.
Prince Nan's eyes were also bloodshot and lacked any sparkle. The pupil of one of his eyes was even gray-white, as if he was experiencing some kind of disease.
His nose was constantly leaking pus-yellow mucus with a little bit of bloodshot eyes. The mucus was already flowing down his lips and dripping from his chin to the ground...
However, Prince Nan seemed to be completely unaware of the runny nose. He felt that he was completely unaware that his nose was running, and he was not aware of the changes that had taken place in his body.
Fan Wu also saw that the skin on the back of Nanjun Wang's exposed hands was very gray in color, giving the impression of being soaked in water.
It was as if the flesh and blood on the back of his hand could be torn apart with just a slight tear on his arm.
The smell emanating from Prince Nan's body was no longer the stinky smell of not taking a bath for a long time, but a rancid feeling.
Around the sores on the body, there were densely packed tiny herpes, like bunches of mini white grapes.
Fan Wu even watched helplessly as a very small "cauliflower" grew from the lips of Prince Nan.
Prince Nanjun scratched his lips thoughtfully.
The newly grown cauliflower was directly scratched by him, and blood and pus slowly flowed out.
Prince Nanjun looked unconcerned: "Don't look at me being itchy all over my body now. In fact, this is just a normal phenomenon. By the way, why don't you feel itchy? I remember the first time I went deep into the Great Demon Forbidden Land, I felt itchy all over my body.
It’s so right.”
Fan Wu did not answer the question of Prince Nanjun.
He just sighed a little: "In other words, you have experienced this situation more than once, maybe several times, or even a dozen times, dozens of times... You are really lucky to have survived until now."
Fan Wu suddenly pulled out the Demon-Breaking Sword. His action shocked King Nanjun.
Prince Nanjun suddenly stood up, his face suddenly full of vigilance. If Fan Wu seemed to have any signs of something wrong, he would immediately turn around and run away: "What are you doing with your sword?!"
Prince Nanjun knew very well that Fan Wu was very powerful, which could be seen from the terrifying sword marks on the mountain wall just now.
He is definitely no match for Fan Wu now.
If Fan Wu wanted to attack him, the only thing he could do was to turn around and run away.
and……
Considering that I have been chasing Fan Wu for so long, it is very likely that I will not be able to escape!
"Don't worry, I won't take your life." Fan Wu replied calmly. He turned the Demon-Breaking Sword sideways and faced Prince Nanjun with one side of the sword. The smooth and neat sword surface was like a side sword.
Like a mirror, it is completely impossible to tell that this Demon-Severing Sword had killed many monsters just now, because it was too brand-new.
While Fan Wu used the sword surface of the Demon-Breaking Sword as a mirror, he asked the Nanjun King in front of him: "Looking at this sword, can you see what you look like now?"
King Nanjun was stunned. He cast his gaze on the sword surface of the Demon-Breaking Sword and looked left and right in surprise and curiosity.
He even lifted up his beard.
He frowned and replied, "I just accidentally scratched a few blood stains on my face!"
Fan Wu was thoughtful.
He returned the Demon-Breaking Heroic Sword to its scabbard and said to King Nanjun: "Take me directly to the core area of the Great Demon Forbidden Land. It is certainly not easy for a monster to have such a method."
When he said this, the smile on Fan Wu's face became more and more wanton: "Pindao is looking forward to it very much."
Prince Nanjun scratched his head.
He asked: "You guys, can you see something that I can't see?"
"Indeed." Fan Wu glanced at him and found that a few more cauliflowers had grown on this guy's face. Fan Wu continued: "You look like a ghost now, even in the big city.
If you go out during the day, you can scare people into fainting."
Prince Nanjun was stunned. He touched his face carefully, a little disbelievingly, but he didn't touch anything.
He asked suspiciously: "Could it be that something really happened to me, a change that I didn't know about? Or is there no strange change in me, but you just had some hallucination?"
"Maybe!" Fan Wu replied casually.
As time passed by, with Nanjun Wang leading the way, Fan Wu and Nanjun Wang were getting closer and closer to the core area of the Great Demon Forbidden Land.
But just because he was getting closer and closer, the strange changes in Prince Nan's body began to become more and more exaggerated.
There were holes all over his face.
His body even showed an unhealthy edema. This edema made him look fatter several times, so much so that the clothes on his body seemed to be about to burst.
Coupled with the fact that his gray skin is full of wounds, there is every reason to doubt whether this is the corpse of a giant?
Hmm...a walking giant corpse.
What's even weirder is that in the crater-like sores on King Nan's body, there seems to be some living thing squirming slightly inside. If you look closely, it turns out to be worms!
This reminded Fan Wu of the Xuan Xiangzi from Qilongguan, but Prince Nanjun looked like this...
Even more disgusting than Xuan Xiangzi.
It makes people feel that he is likely to...
He will fall to the ground and belch!
However, his mental outlook was very energetic. Prince Nan did not notice any discomfort in his body at all, and his energy and spirit were at a relatively peak state.
It's just that the [Life] attribute has begun to decline inexplicably again, from the previous 300 points of the [Life] attribute to the current [Life] attribute of only 250 points.
Dropped by one-sixth!
finally.
Prince Nanjun stopped.
"Haha! We're here!" King Nanjun couldn't help but take a deep breath. He looked at a large area of gray and yellow miasma in front of him and said, "The land surrounded by miasma in front is the core area of the Great Demonic Forbidden Land! You can
Follow me closely, only this path I take can lead directly to the most secret place in the Great Demonic Forbidden Land."
He reminded: "Don't disappear suddenly like you did just now. This time I will watch you closely."
"besides……"
Before Prince Nanjun could finish his words, he saw Fan Wu walking straight ahead.
Prince Nan was stunned to see that!
When Fan Wu's figure had submerged into the gray-yellow miasma, King Nanjun came back to his senses, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to himself: "I was just about to say...this miasma is not an ordinary miasma. I have inhaled too much."
It will erode the mana in the body."
But who would have thought that before he finished speaking, Fan Wu walked in without hesitation.
Prince Nanjun hurriedly took a breath of fresh air outside.
Then hold your breath.
Followed immediately.
Even if you take a deep breath and then hold it back, you won't be able to hold on for long. But holding on for dozens of breaths is better than jumping into it like a fool.
The core area of the Great Demonic Forbidden Land was obviously different from the outside. As long as Fan Wu was not blind, he would have noticed that this miasma-ridden place was even more eerie and weird than the outside.
Fan Wu glanced at a tree next to him. The tree in front of him didn't know whether he should call it a "tree" or not.
The rough bark of this tree, like Nanjun Wang's skin, is covered with sores one after another.
Pus is constantly leaking from the sores.
The pus also exudes a faint grayish-yellow gas. Perhaps the so-called miasma in this forbidden area is the unknown gas emitted by these things.
There are also dense holes on the trees. It is obvious that these holes were eaten out by insects.
Fan Wu could still see every tiny hole.
There is a fat worm twisting and squirming.
Not only was the tree in front of him like this, but all the flowers, grass, trees, and bamboos nearby also had an appearance that extremely challenged cognition.
It seemed as if it had been contaminated by something, or as if it had been affected by some rural evil god.
Very weird!
It's a pity... Fan Wu didn't see the attribute information of these flowers, plants and trees. Otherwise, if all such a large forest were cut down, Fan Wu felt that the free attribute points he would explode this night would have to be at least three digits or even
More.
This made Fan Wu couldn't help but think back to the Penglai Demon Island mentioned by the resentful demons in the Three Realms Village and the Taoist priests of the Three Realms.
Fan Wu touched his chin.
There should be a lot of demons in that kind of place, right? There must be much more than in the Zhou Dynasty, right?
Just when he was lost in thought.
Suddenly there was a voice.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It sounded from the side.
"Did you hear that?" Prince Nanjun next to Fan Wu widened his eyes. He said with excitement: "Did you hear anything just now? I heard it! I heard it. I have been hearing it.
The truth I pursue is calling my voice! Do you hear it? Do you hear it?!"
Fan Wu looked at Prince Nan next to him with suspicion. To be honest, he didn't hear anything just now.
It seemed that he understood what Fan Wu was thinking.
Prince Nanjun was startled: "You didn't hear it? You shouldn't! This is impossible! This kind of call can only be heard by people who do not believe in gods and Buddhas, and you are this type of person, you can definitely hear it!"
Nanjun scratched his head: "What's wrong with this? What's wrong with this? You can't be cheating on me, but that's not right either. I don't think you've cheated on me!"
"oh!!!"
"correct!"
King Nanjun suddenly thought of something, and he exclaimed in sudden realization: "I know the reason for this! It's because you haven't been baptized yet! You haven't been baptized in that place, so you can't hear those sounds!"
"This is easy to handle!"
Prince Nanjun grabbed Fan Wu's wrist, but his weak palm could only grab half of Fan Wu's wrist.
Then, with a look of excitement on his face, he pulled Fan Wu towards a place.
The two of them passed through numerous miasmas in the core area of the Great Demonic Forbidden Land.
During this period, we did not encounter any strange objects or encounter any dangers.
The only thing that can be considered dangerous is the permeating miasma.
But for Fan Wu's special physique.
No matter how much of this so-called miasma he inhales, it will have no effect on him.
As for King Nanjun next to him?
Looking at his appearance of being neither human nor ghost, this kind of miasma is very important to Prince Nanjun...
Maybe.
Just a piece of cake!
As they walked forward step by step, the ground under their feet became very sticky and moist. When Fan Wu stepped on the ground, it was as if he was stepping on a sponge.
There is a strange liquid squeezed out of the soil.
This weird liquid had no effect on him, but when Prince Nan’s feet touched the liquid...
Fan Wu could clearly feel the skin and flesh on this guy's toes.
They all let out a painful "wailing".
The blood has turned Prince Nan's boots red, but Prince Nan has no feeling at all.
It's as if he doesn't know these things.
"We're here!" The excitement on King Nanjun's face had turned into a pilgrim-like excitement, as if he had seen a living god he admired most.
He didn't even dare to point his hand forward, but gestured to Fan Wu next to him with a fiery gaze.
And his voice was lowered unconsciously: "Go over there and meditate, and then try to put aside all your distracting thoughts and let your mind enter a state of emptying... Then, you will see
See incredible things!”
"You will know the true ugly face of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and you will touch the most primitive truth of the sub-dimensional world! That is a kind of baptism, and it is a blessing to your whole body, from your body to your soul.
The real baptism!”
Fan Wu ignored Prince Nan who had become extremely abnormal next to him. He calmly stared at the person in front of him with his eyes.
That thing doesn't look like an animal, it doesn't look like a demon, it doesn't look like a ghost, and it doesn't look like a plant.
It's like a pile of lifeless things.
At first glance, it looks like a huge Buddha!
Then it does not have the unique Buddha nature that any Buddha statue should have. It seems to be just a very rough imitation of the Buddha, and its whole body shows a color of rotten flesh.
The body is extremely huge, almost ten feet tall, and looks very much like a Buddha statue sitting cross-legged in meditation.
Fan Wu could sense that there was a strong ominous meaning in this strange existence.
It seems to be outside the five shapes.
It's more like transcending the six realms.
It was also surrounded by layers of floating miasma, and there was even a large amount of pus. Its twisted and weird shape made Fan Wu feel that all the diseases that could be mentioned in the Zhou Dynasty were all infected.
Converging on an existence similar to a meditating Buddha.
Maybe by painting its weird appearance, ordinary people who see its portrait will be affected by this thing.
Eventually, he will become a human being like Prince Nan, who is neither human nor ghost.
Fan Wu cannot see its attribute information for the time being.
Think about it.
Under the expectant gaze of Prince Nan, he slowly walked up to the thing and looked up at this tall and strange existence.
Immediately.
Fan Wu didn't mind the stinky pus all over the ground, so he sat down and assumed a cross-legged meditation posture.
Then he closed one of his eyes.
Gradually clear your mind of distracting thoughts.
moment!
Fan Wu felt that there were waves of strange, palpitating sounds coming from his ears, but fortunately, the sounds were not enough to make him uncomfortable, nor could they give him any strange thoughts.
He was still focused.
As he meditated quietly, the sounds he could hear in his ears became clearer and clearer.
There was a "boom" in his consciousness!
One picture after another, like a scroll, emerged in his mind.
The content drawn in the scroll is not that Fan Wu is familiar with the Zhou Dynasty, and naturally it cannot be the reinforced concrete that he is more familiar with...but the large Qionglou Yuyu that makes him feel very strange, as well as the fairy-like air that often curls up.
of auspicious clouds.
Although Fan Wu didn't know where he was, the voice gradually became clearer in his ears, gently telling him - this is the fairy palace in the sky!
It is above the nine heavens!
It’s heaven!
A picture scroll continued to unfold in his consciousness.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the fairy palace and heaven, there are countless spiritual birds and beasts, and there are as many fairy trees as cattle hair. There are magnificent jade buildings and jade buildings, some of which stand in the sky.
Above the auspicious clouds, some are floating in the nine heavens.
Blurred figures continued to appear in the picture, and each of those figures that could not be seen clearly had an aura of terror, as if they could kill Fan Wu if they only looked at this side.
It's like death.
Sudden.
The picture scroll in his consciousness suddenly turned, and the terrifying figures changed from blurry at the beginning to extremely clear now.
Fan Wu "saw" a being that looked like a heavenly soldier, holding a wisp of white smoke in his hand, and the gradually clearer voice in his ears was explaining to him - this is incense in the world.
I saw that the wisp of smoke held by the soldier that day began to twist in Fan Wu's "eyes" and turned into various shapes.
Turned into a baby waiting to be fed.
Become a decrepit old man.
Become a strong farmer.
Become a pregnant woman.
The being who looked like a heavenly soldier slowly opened his mouth. It was better that he didn't open his mouth. When he opened it, he looked like a gluttonous beast. He opened it so hugely that it was so exaggerated that it was not in line with the human body, and he could still see clearly.
There are jagged fangs inside.
At this moment... this seemingly mighty and extraordinary heavenly weapon was not much different from some of the weird things Fan Wu had seen before.
The heavenly soldier put the incense in his hand into his mouth, chewing it while salivating at the corner of his mouth with a greedy and terrifying face.
Waves of desperate screams came from His mouth.
In his consciousness, the picture of the scroll changed again and turned into the mortal world.
A group of ordinary people dressed simply were holding a very lively worship ceremony.
People burned incense and worshiped various gods and Buddhas.
A large amount of incense floated out from their bodies, and the incense slowly floated in the heavenly palace.
The screen changed again.
It's still the same group of people, but the atmosphere is different from the liveliness just now. This time the atmosphere in the picture has become much sadder. Among the people, many people were lying on straw mats because of the epidemic.
Up, dying.
Among them were decrepit old men, babies waiting to be fed, and pregnant women... Aren't these the same people Fan Wu had seen before, the same people who were swallowed by the heavenly soldiers?
The sound of Xunxun came to Fan Wu's ears again, roughly telling him - this is the human incense that the gods and Buddhas in the sky swallow every day, and this is the reward that the people of Li get after worshiping the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
The picture scroll in my consciousness is flashing back quickly.
Pictures of gods that are completely different from the temple statues are in Fan Wu's consciousness...
Continuously flashing rapidly.
He "saw" the Ten Palaces of Yamas sitting on top of tens of millions of innocent souls, exchanging cups and cups. On their dining table were balls of human-shaped incense, and human faces with expressions of pain and despair emerged from the incense.
He "saw" a local city god sitting with a big belly in the temple. His fat face showed a greedy look, and his eyes kept wandering over each pilgrim.
He "saw" the mountains of gold and silver piled behind the shining Buddha, but the shapes of those gold and silver were not gold or silver ingots, but gold and gold skeletons.
He "saw" an existence like a heavenly general, using supreme divine power to stir up the hatred between two mortal dynasties. As the two dynasties began to fight bloody battles, countless people in Li began to seek refuge from various gods.
Worshiping, a large amount of incense enveloped the fairy palace.
He "saw" a group of immortals and gods smiling at the legendary peach feast, but what was on their table was not peaches, but ordinary people who were suffering in the mortal world. And the immortals
The gods pointed at the "performance" of suffering on the table by the common people, and their smiles became more hearty and wanton.
He "saw" a group of male and female fairies, as well as the Buddha, all naked, having sex in the fairy palace. All kinds of tattered clothes were scattered on the ground casually, and they were all very ugly.
.
He "saw" several Buddhas blessing the world, but the people they blessed were all even more poor and miserable than before. They looked at the poor people, looked at each other and pretended to laugh.
The murmurs that kept coming to his ears seemed to be an attempt to help Fan Wu, to help Fan Wu better understand the various meanings on the scroll.
It also seemed that he wanted to instill an idea into Fan Wu.
Fan Wu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were the same as at the beginning.
No sadness or joy.
No more anger.
Fan Wu stood up slowly... After Fan Wushen, the Nanjun King with an expectant expression couldn't help but asked excitedly: "What did you see? What did you see?!"
Fan Wu calmly replied: "Gods and Buddhas in heaven."
Prince Nanjun was even more excited, and the anticipation in his eyes became more intense: "They... what do they look like?"
"It's all ugly." Fan Wu replied.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" King Nanjun clapped his hands and couldn't help but laugh excitedly: "Hahaha! I know it! I know it! I am not a unique outlier, there are others who can see these things like me, see this sky filled with gods.
The true face of Buddha!”
"Hahaha! I told you a long time ago that the gods and Buddhas above your head are not good things at all! They are just like what is shown in the scroll, there is no difference between them and the monsters!"
"Apart from these? Apart from these things, what else did you see?" Prince Nanjun rubbed his hands and asked, "You should be able to see more things and hear more things, right?"
Fan Wu grinned: "I saw the lie."
Prince Nanjun was stunned: "Lies... lies?"
Fan Wu slowly pulled out the Demon-Breaking Sword. He was different from the crazy state of Nanjun King. He maintained a very calm attitude from the beginning to the end. The picture that flashed through his consciousness had a profound impact on him.
In general, it didn't cause much trouble.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "There are also charlatans." Fan Wu added: "To be precise, it is not a charlatan, it is much higher than the charlatan. I even feel,
Great venerables, wizards and immortals...are not as good as him."
Prince Nanjun: “???”
Why can't he understand what Fan Wu in front of him said? Could it be that he saw so many things that his Taoist heart collapsed and became crazy?
King Nanjun secretly swallowed his saliva, and the desire for survival in his heart told him... If the Fan Wu in front of him suddenly became crazy, it would be no joke.
Fan Wu ignored Prince Nan. He turned around and looked at the aggregate of carrion that looked like a meditating Buddha.
this moment.
He could see the looming attribute information above the opponent's head.
[The Extraterrestrial Demon and the Tricky Dao Immortal——Fate:???——Strength:???——Skill:???]
The amount of information contained in one question mark after another is not ordinary.
And when Fan Wu can see this attribute information.
He could clearly feel the Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand.
It's trembling slightly!
However, Fan Wu did not feel the emotion of fear from the Demon Duan Xiongjian, but felt a strong excitement from the Demon Duan Xiongjian... Yes! The Demon Duan Xiongjian conveyed a feeling to Fan Wu
Excited emotions, this emotion was keenly captured by Fan Wu.
It was also at the same time that a scorching temperature came from the hilt of the Demon-Breaking Sword, which made Fan Wu feel that the hilt of the Demon-Breaking Sword was a bit hot to the touch.
However, he did not loosen his grip on the hilt of the sword, but instead held it tighter!
Fan Wu could see that the attribute information began to become particularly illusory and ethereal.
I wonder if that "extraterrestrial devil and devious Taoist Immortal Lord" noticed the power of the Zhenwu Great Emperor contained in the Demon-Severing Sword, and was ready to run away after realizing something was wrong?
Fan Wu's rationality told him that the demons outside this area were too treacherous, perhaps countless times more treacherous than the great sages and the witches and immortals.
Such beings dare to blatantly slander the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
Naturally, it is not a good thing.
Perhaps all it takes for the other party to have a thought is to let Fan Wu die, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.
But……
But the Demon-Breaking Sword kept urging him - draw out the sword quickly! Draw out the sword quickly! Draw out the sword quickly!
Fan Wu could also feel that the hilt of the Demon-Breaking Sword was no longer extremely hot. He felt as if he was holding a ball of flame, and it was a flame that could burn steel into molten iron.
Faint white smoke came out from his palm, and Fan Wu clearly realized that he had been burned by the Demon-Breaking Sword.
It can be said that... this is the first injury he has suffered since activating the point-adding system.
But for this level of burn, for this level of pain.
Fan Wu didn't take it to heart at all.
In this situation, Fan Wu also noticed that all the muscles in his body were trembling with excitement.
Fan Wu just held the sword with both hands.
He did not choose his own reason, but chose the Demon-Breaking Sword and his own muscles!
Suddenly! An unprecedented terrifying aura erupted from his body, causing King Nanjun behind him to be so frightened that he stepped back.
Prince Nanjun widened his eyes.
He looked at Fan Wu's back in disbelief, with a stunned expression on his face.
See you soon.
The sword light emitted by the Demon-Breaking Sword in Fan Wu's hand has turned into a red color like magma, and the rolling heat wave once again forced King Nanjun back several steps. Under the turbulent heat wave, King Nanjun only felt that
My whole body was sweating like crazy.
Fan Wu stared at the attribute information that sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared.
The moment it appears again.
The muscles all over his body tensed instantly, and the ground beneath his feet cracked open, and a large amount of thick slurry and soil floated slowly as if being pulled by some force.
Fan Wu's figure is even more twisted!
until——
A sword!
fall!
The Demon-Breaking Male Sword made an extremely sharp whistling sound, and its crimson sword light illuminated half of the sky in the Great Demon Forbidden Land.
Prince Nanjun in the rear was looming in a hurry.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see the phantom of the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor, appearing behind Fan Wu in front of him, holding the Northern Black Chigon Horned Demon-Severing Sword.