In the distant sky, the Holy Son of Death flew back thousands of feet before finally stopping.
There was still blood left at the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Wangchen.
The Panshen Ax was actually caught by the opponent with his bare hands!
This is something that the Holy Son of Jueming has never thought of in any case. Even if the Holy Lord is powerful, he would not dare to resist with physical strength.
At this moment, a little person from the virtual fairyland actually did it!
That is a magical weapon of law that is as powerful as the ancestors of the human race. It is hard to imagine how powerful the body is to be able to do it so abruptly.
"Is it really him?"
After the shock, Holy Son Jueming frowned. During the battle just now, not only the onlookers, but also he himself had been guessing about Mo Wangchen's origin.
A genius born out of thin air, with a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Void Immortal Realm, and now, he can take on the Panshen Ax at the level of a soldier of the holy way with his bare hands.
All of this, undoubtedly, is not to bring the young man in white in front of him closer to the god-king body that has been rumored a lot recently.
"Could it be that he is Mo Wangchen with the body of God King?"
After everyone around them was surprised, this idea emerged in their minds.
"Throughout ancient times, except for the powerful Saint Emperor, who can take the most powerful blow from the soldiers of the Holy Path with bare hands?"
"Unless it is the best physique of our human race in ancient and modern times, the body of the Ji family's divine king, otherwise it is absolutely impossible!"
"It must be him, Mo Wangchen, it can't be wrong. Otherwise, there will be no second kind of physique in the world that can be so powerful."
At this moment, Yao Yiran, Wuliang Holy Son and others all frowned, with a hint of fear in their eyes, "Is he Mo Wangchen with the divine king body?"
"Such a powerful physical body, apart from the divine king body, I'm afraid there will never be another one in this world. Wan Yueyue thought that he actually came to the Qingwu League, and just now, he was sitting with us
In the pavilion." Liu Qingfeng's eyes were bright and he was full of energy.
"It's really a powerful battle force. Even the Holy Son of Jueming is no match for him. Does the Divine King's body really only have the cultivation level of the Void Immortal Realm?" Yin Tao frowned. Not long ago, he had a battle with the Holy Son of Jueming.
Well aware of the strength of the other party.
Yin Tao knew that if the battle just now continued, he would probably be defeated by the Holy Son of Death.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the invincible Jueming, who had never tried to be defeated, would actually lose to others in front of everyone.
"It seems that you are nothing more than that, Holy Son of Death, your undefeated myth has been shattered."
High in the sky, Mo Wangchen stood facing the wind, letting his clothes flutter. Although his voice was faint, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.
The Jueming Holy Son's face became even paler. He clenched his fists and felt extremely humiliated. Finally, after taking a deep breath, he spoke, "Are you Mo Wangchen with the body of the God King?"
Mo Wangchen remained silent, neither nodded nor shook his head.
"This friend, I wonder if he will also go to the Immortality Domain?"
At this moment, from below the ground, Qing Dizi stood up and asked Mo Wangchen extremely politely.
Mo Wangchen frowned slightly. From the discussion just now, he also learned the identity of the other party. At this moment, in Qing Dizi, he felt a kind of crisis.
None of the emperor-level geniuses are simple people. Like Emperor Xuan, the Qing Emperor in front of him has a profound cultivation that is difficult to predict.
The two looked at each other, and after just a breath, Mo Wangchen nodded, he indeed wanted to go to the Immortality Realm.
"In two days, the formation in the city will be repaired. Since we are traveling together, I wonder if we can enter the imperial palace. Then we will set off together, how about it?" Qing Dizi said with a smile.
Mo Wangchen frowned. The other party invited him to Qingdi Palace. Did he have any plans?
Confused, Mo Wangchen shook his head and declined, "It's a nice night tonight, and I understand the profound meaning of the lakeside laws. I plan to stay there for a long time tonight."
Knowing what Mo Wangchen was thinking, Qing Dizi could naturally understand the other party's caution. In fact, he had no agenda. The man in white in front of him was most likely Mo Wangchen in the form of a god king.
Of course, Mo Wangchen has grudges with many forces in the Xuanwu Alliance, but this has nothing to do with Qingdi City.
The reason why Qingdizi invited Mo Wangchen was simply to make him a good friend. Getting to know such a person would only bring benefits and no harm to himself or Qingdi City in the future.
"Well, that being the case, I won't force it. The formation will be repaired and we can go to the Immortality Realm soon. During this period, if there are any problems, my friends can enter the Qing Emperor Palace to find me."
The meaning expressed in words is already very obvious.
After tonight's battle, I'm afraid many people will come here to challenge Mo Wangchen. Moreover, Jueming Holy Son is defeated, and we don't know how Jueming Palace will react.
Qing Dizi's words undoubtedly expressed his position and did not want anyone to cause trouble for Mo Wangchen.
"Thank you."
Don't forget to hand over his hand. His principle in life has always been that if others don't offend me, I won't offend others.
Qing Dizi was polite to him, so of course he couldn't brush him off.
After the two of them were polite, Qing Dizi finally said goodbye, and Mo Wangchen did not stop either. He returned to the city again and sat down in a pavilion by Wudao Lake.
Just as he said, Mo Wangchen stayed here for the next two days without taking a step away. He sat cross-legged and stayed where he was, with his mind gathered, as if he was practicing without any interference from the outside world.
On the contrary, during the past two days, the Qingwu League was not calm at all.
During the battle that night, it spread out at an extremely rapid speed, shocking everyone.
"The myth of the invincibility of the Holy Son of Destiny has been shattered, and it is suspected that he was defeated at the hands of Mo Wangchen, the body of the God King!"
"The shock in the Xuanwu League seems like yesterday. How long has it passed? Has the Divine King Body really arrived in the Qingwu League?"
People are talking about the fact that the human race's first physique in ancient and modern times suddenly appeared in the Qingwu League, and it is difficult not to attract attention.
The powerful men from all sides could no longer sit still and rushed to the location of Qingdi City to see the true appearance of the God King's body.
"In the battle that night, this man took the Panshen Axe with his bare hands. It was a magical weapon of law that was as powerful as the ancestors of the human race. In addition to the body of the God King, is there a second type of physique in the world that can be so powerful?"
Although Mo Wangchen has never admitted his identity, things have become obvious, and many possibilities point to his identity pointing to the Divine King Body.
"Is he Mo Wangchen? He looks so young. I heard he is only in the middle stage of the Virtual Immortal Realm!"
"It doesn't seem to be that strong. It's hard to imagine that this is the man who escaped from the powerful hands of all parties in Nanyang City in the past."
In the past two days, many cultivators in Qingdi City came here because of his reputation and gathered around the lake of Enlightenment. They did not approach the pavilion, but whispered in the distance.