"The edge of a sword is better than bending. This sword has the intention of blessing the God of Thunder. It is superfluous, so don't forget it."
Looking at the sky-high sword condensed with purple lightning, Mo Wangchen shook his head and gave up his choice of this sword.
"Rejected again..."
In Ningdan City, everyone was surprised that the sword of law, which contained the will of the God of Thunder, was infinitely powerful. It was rumored that it could even cut off the will of heaven, but Mo Wangchen refused without hesitation.
"It only takes three times. The law of evolution of the power of chaos can only be applied three times at most. If you refuse all three times, it means that tonight, or even in the future, Mo Wangchen will not be able to obtain the power of the law that belongs to him."
This is something that has been known to everyone for centuries.
"He has rejected two of them, both of which are divine weapon laws. Then what will be the evolution of the third law?"
People were curious, the Magic Weapon Law was the most common and the most common one, but with Mo Wangchen's talent, it appeared twice in a row.
This seems a bit unusual. In everyone's opinion, the laws evolved from the power of chaos with such potential must be extremely rare and rare in ancient times.
"Buzz buzz!"
The void shook, and the sword of law slowly collapsed.
At the same time, the endless general trends of heaven and earth are all moving in the same direction.
In an instant, a strand of hair slowly emerged from under the thundercloud.
This strand of hair, as a whole, glows with boundless golden light, which is dazzling. Although it is only a strand, the moment it emerges.
The entire world became darker at this moment, and an extremely depressing momentum filled the entire place. There seemed to be a hundred thousand mountains floating in the sky above Ningdan City. The powerful sense of oppression suppressed everyone.
Out of breath.
"This is……"
"The hair of the ancient gods!"
Some strong men from the older generation exclaimed, with incomparable astonishment in their eyes.
"How is it possible? It turns out to be the hair of an ancient god!"
"This is a hair that evolved from the will of heaven. It is recorded in ancient books. From ancient times to this day, only a few people have ever obtained it."
"This small strand of hair contains infinite divine power. It represents the will of the sky and can release a powerful blow comparable to the power of the Holy Emperor!"
"A Zhiqiang strike comparable to the power of the Holy Emperor?!"
Hearing the words of those powerful men of the older generation, everyone in Ningdan City couldn't help but feel shocked.
"It's a pity that this hair can only be used once, and it will disappear after one time, but it can be regarded as an extremely powerful means of saving life!" someone sighed.
"A strand of hair can kill a demigod, and even if the Holy Emperor doesn't come out, no one in this world can withstand its blow."
Comparable to the most powerful blow of the Holy Emperor, there is no doubt that this hair has touched everyone's heart. Many people in Ningdan City have burning eyes, eager to plunder the hair and use it for themselves.
"This is the third manifestation of the power of law. Don't forget that you have no choice. Moreover, the temptation of this hair is probably hard for even the Holy Emperor to resist. He has no reason to refuse."
People were talking and their eyes were bright. It is not difficult to imagine that if Mo Wangchen gets this hair, he will be completely unscrupulous.
In this world, except for the mighty Holy Emperor, even demigods would not dare to provoke him, right?
Otherwise, once this hair is used, even the demigods will be destroyed!
"You want to send me away with just a hair, but you act perfunctorily with me because of the will of heaven. Do you think I'm a fool?!"
However, what everyone found inconceivable was that at this moment, Mo Wangchen was looking straight into the sky, and Lang Lang spoke, his voice vibrating in all directions.
"What's the meaning?"
Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces.
"This is the hair of the gods transformed by the will of heaven. Its power is endless, but he doesn't want it?!"
No one is not surprised. At this moment, on top of the Dan Pagoda, Hai Lao couldn't help but say, "This is already the third law. If you continue to refuse..."
"First, you used two magic weapon laws to deal with me. Now, you want to use a hair that can only be used once to send me away. If you really have a will, don't you know what law I want?
?”
Mo Wangchen's voice was rolling and he spoke again, reaching the ears of everyone around him.
"ignorance!"
"Throughout the ages, the laws have evolved. I had to choose one of the three, but this boy actually rejected them all. He couldn't even look down on the hair that was transformed by the will of heaven. What exactly does he want?"
Many people in the city frowned, and some were even disdainful of Mo Wangchen, thinking secretly in their hearts that they dared to challenge the will of heaven. Aren't they afraid of divine punishment and killing him on the spot?
"Boom!"
Sure enough, after Mo Wangchen's words came out.
Above the sky, the wisp of occurrence also disappeared, and the thunderclouds rolled and moved, as if the sky was roaring.
The will of heaven prevails over all living beings and must not be blasphemed!
At this moment, Mo Wangchen's behavior undoubtedly made it angry.
"You really don't know how to live or die, and you dare to disobey the law of heaven. Don't forget Chen, you deserve to die!"
In Ningdan City, several figures in black robes stood together. On their chests, there were patterns of firebirds. They were clearly members of the Yanhuang Divine Sect.
Originally, after they saw that Mo Wangchen's third law was actually a strand of hair from the gods, they were still a little worried.
But at this moment, the other party resolutely rejected the third option again. Moreover, he dared to speak rudely and provoke the will of heaven. Undoubtedly, he was looking for death!
Throughout the ages, many people have done similar things to Mo Wangchen, and their fate, almost without exception, was that they were all buried under the divine punishment of the will of heaven.
God cannot be blasphemed, let alone provoked by anyone!
"It's my own law. I should evolve it on my own. Why do I need you to make a choice for me?"
Mo Wangchen raised his head, stared at the sky, and spoke again, his words filled with an unparalleled grace.
"Boom!"
The thunder clouds rolled and the purple thunder light intertwined, as if the sky was completely angered. A terrible force was gathering and was about to come down and kill Mo Wangchen.
"Crack!"
Under the eyes of everyone in the city, a huge purple thunder gathered and formed. It seemed to split the void, and with endless destructive power, it fell fiercely towards Mo Wangchen.
"Don't forget Chen is going to die!"
People exclaimed that the thunder that fell at this moment was as unstoppable as the power of heaven, as if everything in the world could not escape death in front of it!
The people from the Yanhuang Divine Sect sneered, "Young man has become famous. He doesn't know what to say. He even dares to challenge the will of heaven. He really deserves to die!"
"roll!"
However, what everyone found unbelievable was that Mo Wangchen showed no fear in the face of the thunder's landing.
He clenched his fist tightly, and the supreme holy light erupted all over his body, and the general force surged. The godhead in his body seemed to be awakened, and the void above its head suddenly burst open.
An incredibly powerful aura spread out from the cracked void.
"Divine power!?"
"The godhead has actually condensed into this child's body?!"
The moment they felt that power, everyone present's expressions changed drastically.
"Boom!"
The divine power never stopped, flowing continuously from the crack, and finally collided with the falling thunder.
In an instant, the thunder collapsed, seemingly vulnerable to a single blow, and was completely driven back.
"As the God King, I shall kill all enemies in the world!"
"Why do I need others to evolve my laws for me? Do you... deserve the so-called will of heaven?"
Mo Wangchen's voice was rolling, and the holy light around his body was endless, as if the great road was resonating. At this moment, he was like the reincarnation of a generation of god kings, showing his invincible style.
PS: The fifth update, well, I’m stuck. I have a plot in my mind, but I can’t express it in words.
Let me take a good look at it first. Let’s stop here tonight...