Chapter 460: Flattening the Mountain, Thousand-Legged Dragon King
Outside Heitu Town, a hundred miles north-northwest.
There are majestic mountains, numerous gorges and thousands of rocks.
Looking away.
The precipitous peaks are undulating, winding, steep and majestic.
On the towering peaks, there are layers of clouds and mist, like thousands of silks covering the backs of the mountains.
Also because of the heavy clouds and mist, the mountains appear even deeper and more rugged.
As for Chen Sanyu, he was currently walking among the deep mountains, passing through dense forests, and trekking on rugged mountain roads, just to find traces of the old sword-wielding man.
While searching, he also discovered that the narrow or wide open space with jagged gaps between peaks was not just dry rocks and sand, but instead was filled with dense greenery.
Inside, there are towering ancient trees with deep roots and lush leaves. Their thick leaves are lush and green, and their branches are also intertwined, blocking most of the sunlight shining down from the sky.
Therefore, the forest is deep, with only a little bit of broken sunlight that can be shaded, reflecting off patches of mottled light and shadow among the layers of rotten leaves that overlap under the trees.
These brown-black thick humus that look like soil but not soil, have no idea how deep they are or what is hidden underneath.
There may be a series of hollows, or ancient traps, or a nest of man-eating insects, or a nest of evil beasts.
In short, if ordinary people walk on it, they are likely to fall into it within two or three breaths and be unable to extricate themselves, and eventually suffer misfortunes.
But for Chen Sanyu, with his peerless lightness that is enough to levitate around the clock, he doesn't need to care about the terrain at all.
This world is different from the time and space of the string clan cluster. There is no so-called universal gravity here at all.
According to Chen Sanyu's rough research and inference, the nature of 'gravity' in this world is more likely to be derived from the so-called earth energy, the earth's magnetism, the earth's lung turbidity, the power of the earth spirit... and so on [
The power of absorption evolved from Qi.
This information can also be regarded as the subdivided rules derived from the primitive rules of ancient clusters in each time and space. The further subdivided rules derived from them can also be called the practices practiced by all things, phenomena and spirits in this world.
road】.
And with Chen Sanyu's keen perception and supreme wisdom, he will sense and 'collect' the endless stream of [Tao] every minute and every second he exists in this world.
In other words, he is "enlightening" every moment and getting stronger every moment.
As for the so-called years of true energy, at best it can only be regarded as a crutch in Chen Sanyu's hand, and it cannot measure his true strength at all.
By analogy, its specific performance is like that of the super genius Ramanujan who lived only 33 years in his previous life on earth and left behind more than 3,900 mathematical formulas.
So theoretically speaking, even if Chen Sanyu does nothing and just finds a place to wait quietly for tens of thousands of years, or longer, hundreds of millions of years, it will be enough to change the meta-rules of the ancient cluster.
All research and analysis are clear.
After all, its true identity is too lofty and majestic, so it is reasonable for this situation to occur.
Perhaps if the creatures in this world knew about this situation, they would be unable to understand or even shocked beyond words.
But the dragon flying outside the sky will not be understood by the ants and insects on the ground, and they are not worthy of understanding.
It is also very simple to interfere with and control the power of absorbing the earth, according to Chen Sanyu, who is almost like a born Taoist.
Just operate and use a little bit of true energy to affect the energy of the earth's steaming up.
Therefore, Chen Sanyu guessed that in this part of the world, there are areas where spiritual energy is more intense and there are more true energy warriors.
Fights between people may be very exaggerated.
It was so exaggerated that it looked like something he had seen in a Hong Kong and Taiwan TV series in his previous life.
It is clear that the two of them have neither support nor focus, but they can hang in mid-air, talking to each other for a long time.
And a person on the left shouted "Hahahaha" and clapped his hands, and more than a dozen golden dragons as thick as a bowl came rushing towards him in a mess.
The person on the right just posed and stretched out his fingers to shoot over a dozen laser sword energies of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.
After a burst of unexplained explosions, the two of them would spin in circles and float back to the ground.
It's more like cultivating an immortal than cultivating an immortal.
As for where the so-called spiritual energy is more intense, you may have to ask the old man who cultivates immortality.
At least in this area called Dawei, there is not much spiritual energy left.
Judging from Chen Sanyu's own induction, the spiritual energy here is not even much stronger than that of the Xian Clan Cluster Master Spacetime Blue Star's spiritual energy before it revived.
Rich?
Yes, in this time and space of the ancient cluster, spiritual energy does not seem to be a phenomenon, but more like some kind of energy or entity that is closer to the concept of "qi".
Therefore, it is more appropriate to use the word "rich" to judge the abundance of spiritual energy in a certain place and area, rather than the inappropriate "active".
Perhaps, this is also the difference between clusters.
Even the aura behaves differently.
"So where is that old man who cultivates immortality hidden?"
Chen Sanyu, who couldn't find anything out of the ordinary after searching around in the mountains, raised his hand and used his move:
The first kill of the Holy Fist - against chaos in the rivers and lakes.
Buzz——
In an instant, the air in the entire mountain suddenly became thicker.
Take Bai Di's true meaning as the soul of the river, and take Bai Di's true Qi as the body of the river.
At Chen Sanyu's invitation, the sky and the earth, which were thousands of feet in radius, fell into a trance and fell into a 'big river' that never ceased to flow.??
Wow wow wow!
The "big river" boils and roars, and the "water waves" roar and roar.
Drops of 'water', wisps of 'waves', and layers of 'waves' all seemed to have turned into living creatures. Centered on Chen Sanyu, who was raising his hand, they quickly rotated and gathered into a vortex.
Huhuhu——
At the same time, thousands of ferocious 'evil winds' suddenly emerged above the 'river surface', circling fiercely following the rapidly rotating 'river vortex' below, accumulating endless attack and killing momentum.
Before the killing move was even launched, it was just a prelude, and the area of thousand feet was forced to collapse and explode every inch.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Finally, the whirlpool of the "big river" suddenly arched, and the evil wind tornado crashed rapidly.
In an instant, up and down collided, and heaven and earth clashed.
boom!!!
It's like a thousand meteors falling into the world at the same time, and it's like the world is entering its final catastrophe.
With Chen Sanyu as the center, everything in the vast area extends up to, down to, left to right, and to the front and back, covering several thousand feet.
Whether it is the mountain peaks and cliffs, the dense forests, the birds and animals, or even the solid and thick vast land under their feet.
All in an instant, they were violently blasted into countless powder by the White Emperor's moves of chaotic rivers, which were overlapping and compounded by the true meaning, true energy, whirlpools and tornadoes.
Boom boom boom——
The resulting storm of dust and debris, once it appeared, swept mountains and seas to the surrounding wilderness, quickly engulfing the vast mountain range with a radius of nearly ten thousand feet.
Hua Hua Hua——
The dust and sand are billowing, boiling and filling the sky.
Like dense gray clouds, completely blocking the sunlight.
call out!
Suddenly, a blurry figure rushed out from the monstrous dust cloud like a sharp arrow, flew up to the sky in half a breath, and hung in the sky among the clouds.
It was Chen Sanyu himself.
He looked indifferently directly below, his sharp eyes penetrating through the heavy smoke and dust.
Suddenly, in the center of the vast mountains lined with rolling solitary peaks, there suddenly appeared a terrifying giant pit as deep as a black abyss and as regular as three thousand feet in diameter.
The mountain peaks and dense forests in the mountains that originally existed within the scope of the giant pit have disappeared.
Yes, this is the power of chaotic rivers.
"There is no trace of the old man."
Chen Sanyu glanced around with cold eyes, but did not find anything strange or unusual. "Have you left this place long ago? Or are you still hiding in other areas of this mountain range?"
After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand slightly to channel Baidi's Qi, and once again aimed at the large mountain range below that was close to the huge crater.
The second kill of the holy fist - moving through thousands of mountains and valleys.
Buzz——
In Chen Sanyu's thick palm, a pure black sphere the size of a bowl was suddenly condensed and spinning at a rapid speed.
At this moment, a thousand-foot centipede with blood red and black beads on its head suddenly flew out from a strange mountain shrouded in thick dust a few hundred feet away from the edge of the huge pit below, like a long dragon.
Wandering between heaven and earth, shaking its head and tail, shouting in a hoarse voice:
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who dares to disturb this king... eh?!"
Without paying attention, the Thousand-Foot Centipede was surprised to see the three-thousand-foot giant pit right next to it.
It froze for an instant, frozen in mid-air.
"What a big centipede."
A rough voice full of surprise suddenly sounded above his head.
Along with the sound, a fierce and fierce aura suddenly enveloped the whole body of the Thousand-foot Centipede.
"Fa...what happened?"
It raised its head with difficulty, its eight eyes looked at Chen Sanyu, who was slowly flying down with a ferocious smile on his face, and said blankly, "What...what are you?"
"Oh?" Chen Sanyu's smile did not change, "You dare to call me a human being?"
After saying that, he slapped the centipede spirit cover hard.
boom!!
There was a sudden loud roar of thunder in mid-air, and the air thousands of feet deep exploded into a vacuum.
The long centipede was also slapped with half of its head by Chen Sanyu, and fell to the ground in a daze.
Boom!!
The ground shook violently and trembled again and again.
call out--
Chen Sanyu also descended to the ground at this moment.
In fact, when this centipede, which is roughly the same length as the Bird's Nest Stadium, is stacked on the ground and glanced at, it is indeed quite spectacular.
But to Chen Sanyu, who had seen too many truly spectacular sights, the opponent was still nothing more than a small centipede.
So he walked up to the Thousand-foot Centipede without any hesitation. Without saying a word, he raised two thick fingers and ruthlessly inserted them into the opponent's brain shell that was full of ferocious cracks and ravines, piercing it deeply. In the orangutan-white soft brain.
Start, reading memory.
"Let me see, you are in this spiritually barren land..."
Chen Sanyu murmured, "How did it grow to be so big?"
Buzz——
In an instant, the memory of this thousand-foot centipede was swept away by him.
In its long memory that lasted for hundreds of years, this little centipede, which was just an ordinary millipede at first, also spent a period of ignorance and ignorance.
Until it accidentally climbed to the surface of a black bead near an ancient pool in a deep mountain.
Everything has changed.
That mysterious bead seems to be filled with some kind of divine power, which can turn decay into magic.
As long as you lie on it, the little centipede will be very comfortable.
Although there is no concept of 'comfort' in its barren head.
But driven by instinct, the little centipede still clung to the bead, greedily sucking the comfortable feeling.
Just like this, over time, I don't know how long it took, the small centipede gradually turned into a big centipede.
The mysterious pearl was also held in its mouth, and it would not let go day and night.
So, a long time passed.
This centipede inexplicably developed spiritual intelligence and possessed wisdom.
It has become a spirit.
And the first time Linghui was born, it gave itself a name——
The Thousand-Legged Dragon King.
"A little insect dares to call himself the Dragon King. What a big statement."
Chen Sanyu opened his five fingers and grasped the black green bead embedded on the top of the Thousand-foot Centipede Spirit. With a little force, he took it out with a click.
"Well~ let me take a look and see what's hidden in here."
He scanned the Xuanzhu with his tiger eyes and slowly penetrated his senses into it.
Then, I saw a small...dead dragon.
"This is a..."
Chen Sanyu said in surprise, "A stillborn dragon?"
…
The sun and the moon flow like water.
Soon, it was dusk.
Chen Sanyu, who had studied the Dragon Ball for most of his life, also flew across a hundred miles of wilderness and returned to Black Earth Town.
And under the eyes of thousands of people who were either fearful, curious or suspicious, he walked into the garrison mansion with great swagger.
There, Zhang Xinhuai, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, quickly led a large group of wealthy people in the town with pale faces and quarreling faces, and greeted Chen Sanyu with great enthusiasm.
Although the rich and powerful obviously don't want to come here.
But when faced with the orders of local guard Zhang Xinhuai, their own thoughts were completely unimportant.
If you let it come, you must come.
Because for Zhang Xinhuai, who is responsible for the military, civil affairs, finance, taxation, justice, public security, prison, and prison inspection of Heitu Town, and is also responsible for local etiquette and moral education, he can be called a Bailihou.
A wealthy gentleman is as small as an ant.
So later, even if Chen Sanyu imitates Cao Shaolin and stabs one or two wealthy gentry to death at the wine table, there is a high probability that Zhang Xinhuai can handle it.
Although it will be very difficult to drive.
And when Chen Sanyu was sitting in the guard house, eating and drinking.
More than ten miles away, in the shipyard beside the dock of Heitu Town, strange things were happening.
The sun has gone down, so many boat workers in the factory have gone back to their homes.
There was only an old and dazzled old man, Zhu, half lying and half sitting in a small concierge next to the shipyard gate, squinting and breathing.
The shipyard is full of large items or heavy wood, so under normal circumstances no one will come to steal things.
Therefore, the old man's job is roughly equivalent to a sinecure, and it belongs to the shipyard to give him a living so that he can support himself in his old age.
clang!
The loud sound of gongs suddenly sounded, startling the old man and waking him up.
He hurriedly stretched his head and looked outside the concierge.
I saw what seemed to be a person standing in the shadow under a tree outside the shipyard door, but I couldn't make out his appearance.
"Hey, why is there someone else?"
Old Man Zhu squinted his eyes and howled, "Who is it and what are you here for?"
The figure didn't move after hearing the sound.
It was as if he was deaf and had no reaction at all.
"Are you sick? Why are you banging the gong so late at night?"
The angry old man Zhu yelled over there, ignored him, closed his eyes, leaned back and continued to sleep.
clang!!
The sound of the gong started again and got closer.
"Hey! You bitch!"
Old Man Zhu was woken up again without even saying half of his snoring.
He immediately stuck out his head and yelled:
"You bastard, are you thirsty or hungry? Do you want me to feed you some yellow porridge?!"
After he finished cursing, he rubbed his eyes and tried his best to look at the person.
Huh? Why does that person... look like a consumptive ghost?
The figure who was standing dozens of meters away now appeared seven or eight meters away from the concierge.
As the distance got closer, Old Man Zhu could naturally see more clearly.
Under the cool moonlight, the man was wearing a bloated navy blue shirt and a black melon cap. He was holding a gong in his left hand and a stick in his right hand. He had two eyes like gray glass balls on his swollen, white face with blush.
Son, stared at Old Man Zhu.
"Good guy, this is not a human being!"
The old man trembled with fright, rushed out of the concierge, rolled and crawled, and ran towards the shipyard.
