Chapter 1300 Eternal God Emperor, Longevity and Heaven!
"The Void Mountains..."
Hearing Nie Shu's words, Mo Wangchen nodded.
At the same time, he frowned slightly.
The main reason why I came here from the real world is because of this matter.
The Void Mountains are a famous restricted area of life in the virtual world.
Throughout the ages, countless cultivators have explored this area, but in the end, no one knows how many lives have been lost.
Rumor has it that this place was once a battlefield relic left over from ancient times.
In the mountains, even now, there are still many remaining magic circles, and many of them are accompanied by some unknown dangers.
In ancient times, the God-Emperor smiled proudly in the sky, and the sky shook and the world was wiped out!
This rumor was spread among the eight major divine tribes a very long time ago.
The powerful God Emperor is arrogant in the world, spanning nine heavens and ten earths, and can be said to be an invincible existence.
But after all, there is no way to escape that disaster. Once the Void Mountain Range shakes, it means that the entire world will be destroyed. Even the invincible God Emperors will not be spared.
"The magic pen was born, and the world was in chaos. Looking at the past and present, besides the monument to the gods, what other divine objects are there in this world that have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth?"
Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes, there was no doubt that the world was created by the Master, and it was naturally up to him to destroy it.
In addition to the divine monument, the only divine object that can possess the power to destroy the heaven and the earth is the Heaven-holding Brush left over from the Bulao Mountain in the past, right?
According to what Lin Feng said, Zhi Tianbi left with the Master in the last era and escaped into reincarnation and cannot be found.
However, the Sky-holding Pen has the power to travel through the years. It can travel to and from any era. Perhaps, the changes in the Void Mountains also happen to be the same. In the endless cycle of reincarnation, the Sky-holding Pen travels to and from different eras. Now,
It will return to this world again.
"If it is really a heavenly pen, perhaps we can find out the whereabouts of the master's true body from it!"
Mo Wangchen sat there and muttered to himself, no matter what, he was bound to walk up and down the Void Mountains.
"disease!"
The bright sun was in the sky, and finally, when almost everyone in the venue had taken their seats, there was suddenly a slight sound of wind breaking from the edge of the sky not far away.
Then, I saw Emperor Ming's son appear. He came out of the air with a graceful appearance and an indescribable fairy spirit all over his body.
Mo Wangchen has seen many sons and daughters of gods and emperors, but he has never seen any proud man in the world with such a temperament as Emperor Ming's son.
He was too ethereal, with immortal energy lingering around him, just like the real Son of God above the nine heavens, as if he did not belong to this world.
"Brother Mo!"
Emperor Ming's body fell into the field, and many people couldn't help but stand up to greet him. He responded with a faint smile, and then looked at Mo Wangchen, who was sitting next to Xu Yixuan, "There is an empty seat over there.
How about taking a seat with me?"
"Just sit here, there's no need to go to the trouble of changing."
Mo Wangchen smiled and glanced in the direction pointed by Emperor Ming. There were two people he was familiar with sitting there.
Above the Fire Emperor's son and the Ling Emperor's daughter are the two empty seats mentioned by the Ming Emperor. Obviously, he had arranged this early in the morning.
As Mo Wangchen, there is no problem sitting in that position.
"Well, it's my father's birthday today, and I'm a little busy. If there's anything wrong with the reception, please forgive me, Brother Mo." Emperor Ming's son bowed his hand to Mo Wangchen, looking indescribably polite.
After saying this, he no longer hesitated, turned around and walked towards the empty seat in front of him.
"This Mo Wangchen is so proud that he almost became the center of attention. Even Emperor Ming was so polite to him."
Behind the Ling Emperor's daughter, two maids were talking in low voices, looking at Mo Wangchen with a strange look in their eyes.
If they hadn't seen the scene where the other party conferred the title of god last night, they would definitely not have believed that such a young man who looked even 'weaker' than Emperor Ming's son was actually a talented and unrivaled genius who had stepped into the realm of the ancient gods.
The situation can be compared with that of the emperors and sons of the current generation.
"In today's world, except for the emperor's son-level figures, who can get so much attention? I'm afraid Mo Wangchen is the exception. Do you think that in the real world, besides this Mo Wangchen, is there anyone else?
Are there other geniuses who can compare with him?" a maid asked curiously.
After all, in the virtual world, there are rankings of the top ten young talents. The real world is one of the two realms, so there must be many geniuses. Maybe there are also the so-called top ten young talents.
"It shouldn't be possible. There has been no god monument in the real world for many years. It is already very difficult to give birth to a Mo Wangchen." Another maid said.
"That's right..."
During the discussion between the two people, many people's eyes were naturally looking at Mo Wangchen.
After what happened to the Han family just now, no one has any doubts about Mo Wangchen's strength.
Even the Supreme Elder of the Han family, who is an older generation of masters, was knocked away by Mo Wangchen's punch just now. It can be imagined that the power he gained after surviving a thousand divine tribulations is absolutely amazing.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, in the depths of the palace, a majestic and loud bell rang again. At this moment, everyone stopped talking and looked in the direction where the bell came from.
The next moment, a majestic and upright figure suddenly flashed out. He stood out of thin air, stepped slowly into the air, and walked toward this square.
Ming Shen Emperor!
One of the eight supreme gods in the virtual world, he is the truly top and most powerful person in the world!
The fourth-level ancient god, even if we look at countless eras, he is definitely a first-rate master.
"Welcome to the God Emperor!"
Everyone in the audience stood up, bowed their hands and bowed to the Ming God Emperor who came through the air.
No one dared to show the slightest disrespect on their face.
"Now that the turmoil is coming, and everyone in the world is shocked, I feel very sorry, so I will give you a toast first."
Emperor Ming God landed on the high platform at the front. He was very easy-going and had a similar temperament to Emperor Ming's son. His majestic appearance was like an ancient god standing there.
After saying that, he filled a glass of wine for himself and raised it to the people below.
"The Eternal God Emperor may live as long as the heavens!"
Everyone also raised their glasses, congratulated them in unison, and then drank.
A grand event that shocked the virtual world began.
Many people presented the congratulatory gifts they had brought, and each item was so dazzling that the cultivators from small and medium-sized groups present were feasting their eyes and at the same time feeling extremely envious in their hearts.
Because there were so many practitioners present, the part of giving congratulatory gifts would probably take a lot of time.
During this period, some people also began to move around and interact with each other.
What Mo Wangchen didn't expect was that he was sitting there, and in less than half a quarter of an hour, there were probably no less than a hundred people coming to toast him.