One thousand seven hundred and seventy-six chapters Kunlun conferred God (seventeen)
puff!
The sharp blade pierced the air, and its own shadow flashed past, as if it had cut open a balloon, and countless streams of light flew out from the figure.
"ah……"
Amid the shrill wails, the two figures were distorted, as if they were just a ball of light and shadow rather than a solid entity.
If you look carefully, you will break into a cold sweat. The stream of light flying out from the light and shadow is a face with eyes closed tightly, pious and solemn!
When the figure was split open, these faces flew away from the body, as if they only showed pain after being aware of it.
"Impossible, you...how could you..."
The figure continued to dim, and in just half a breath, it almost turned into a faint mist, as if it would collapse at any time.
"I don't know what it is called!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed fiercely, and in the vertical pupil pattern between his brows, the silver-gray snake shadow roared proudly, and a wisp of invisible sword light gathered and formed, changing uncertainly between the fishing hook and the sword light.
"Show mercy!"
At this moment, another voice finally came clearly, accompanied by a huge phantom that came through the sky at great speed from the void.
Buzz!
Before he finished speaking, the ever-changing sword light disappeared out of thin air, and at the same time, the dim figure that screamed in agony was annihilated.
Boom!
Almost at the same time, thunder arose in the void, and immeasurable light rain appeared out of thin air. Where the dim figure was annihilated, there was an extremely huge thing that connected the sky and the earth, like a shadow or a statue, and it collapsed directly!
"Wu Ming, why is this happening?"
In the void, the majestic phantom approached, stirring the wall of the void space, and it turned out to be a tall man wearing golden armor and holding a golden sword, like a god.
He only wore a visor, and the eye holes on his face were filled with angry cold light, staring at Wu Ming and questioning sternly.
"Are you questioning this king?"
Wu Ming raised his head proudly, with an unruly expression on his face. He slapped his palm down in the air and said in a cold voice, "Get out of here. I am not used to talking with my head raised!"
Boom!
The void darkened, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was cracking. The endless space flowed with light, turning into a roaring storm that swept towards the golden-armored god.
"Hmph, you are so..."
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the golden-armored god, but no movement could be seen. The golden sword in his hand suddenly turned into light mist, and he slashed forward in a flash, but his eyes immediately flashed, as if he had seen something incredible.
Buzz!
In an instant, a violent wave of energy swept over him. Although it was partially dispersed by the sword light, it still surged towards the golden-armored god with unparalleled force, drowning him in an instant.
"puff……"
In just half a breath, the energy that was like the death of heaven and earth dissipated, revealing the golden-armored god with dim golden armor and disordered aura. The golden sword in his hand was even more densely covered with cracks. He spat out a mouthful of golden mist with shock and disbelief. looked at Wu Ming.
It's a pity, where is Wu Ming still there?
When he wounded the golden-armored god with a palm, Wu Ming dodged into the billowing space channel that he stepped on and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"hateful!"
The golden-armored god's eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a while, but finally did not dare to pursue him.
Wu Ming dared to enter the space passage that was filled with spatial turbulence and could severely damage even the Holy Realm powers. This was because his physical body was strong and protected by immortal power.
Although the golden-armored god is not weak, and even possesses the power of the Holy Realm, he does not dare to easily step into such dangerous places.
"If you fail to succeed, you will fail!"
The golden-armored god stomped his feet angrily, the anger in his eyes almost burning through nothingness, and he glared fiercely at the place where the figure disappeared before.
"Kingo, what's going on? Why can't I sense the aura of Shooting Star? Why doesn't his statue collapse?"
"Hmph, didn't Shooting Star say that he was coming to contact that strong human being who is not accepted by the saints? What is going on? It seems like they are fighting!"
"What a powerful method, such a strong wave of will power, who fought against Shooting Star?"
At this moment, more than a dozen spiritual thoughts that were obscure or obvious, or as strong as fire, or as cold as ice, spread from far or near. Sensing the turmoil in this place, they couldn't help but speak out and ask questions.
"I didn't agree to let Shooting Star come at that time. You have to say that he knows the trends of the human race best, not that he doesn't know his temper. You can imagine the result!"
The golden-armored god was extremely annoyed. He briefly recounted the previous scene and said in a deep voice, "Now it seems that Wu Ming is not only stronger than we thought, but he also seems to understand us."
"An ignorant boy dares to despise our gods and kill Saixing unscrupulously. Even the saints would not dare to do such a thing. Why does he have the right to do so?"
An angry shout came. The owner of the voice obviously had a bad temper. There was boundless anger in the voice. Even though it was an unknown distance away, the vibrating void was still rumbling.
"Hmph, even if the shooting of the stars is wrong, this guy is too ruthless and murders the gods for no reason. Is this to become an enemy of my Shinto?"
"No wonder he is not tolerated by all the saints. Even demons and barbarians regard him as their enemy. Now he is the enemy of the whole world. We gods are willing to accept him. But he is so ignorant that he deserves to be punished!"
"Yes, this boy is unruly and rebellious. Even though he has some strength, he doesn't know how to restrain himself. He is arrogant and arrogant. He will definitely not last long!"
The gods spoke one after another, seemingly finalizing the matter, and they were full of rejection and even malice toward Wu Ming.
The golden-armored god-man did not speak any more, only the golden pupils under his visor flickered occasionally, and there seemed to be a faint hint of sadness.
"Kingo, what do you think about this matter?"
"We have received news that a junior from the human race has set up a dragnet on the top of Kunlun Mountain, just for this son!"
"In my opinion, it is better to take advantage of the situation and catch all these people in one fell swoop, or to include the junior human royal among us!"
The gods thought again.
"No!"
The golden-armored god shook his head decisively and said in a deep voice, "In the Kunlun Mountains, there are two holy swords made by the old Jixia Academy's sacrificial wine and the righteousness of the world. If we get close, we will definitely be noticed by the holy swords. By then,
It will definitely cause unnecessary trouble.
Moreover, when two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. We can just sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. There is no need to participate directly.
Don’t forget, the holy temples will definitely be secretly monitoring what is going on here. In addition to dealing with Wu Ming’s junior, there are also plans to lure the demons into a trap.
We can never throw ourselves into a trap again when we know it is a trap."
"How can we, the majestic gods, be so timid..."
A spiritual thought spoke arrogantly, but became weaker and weaker as he spoke, appearing extremely unconfident.
"Jin Wu's words are not unreasonable. Nowadays, chaos has arisen in China. In the troubled times of demonic calamity, it is a great opportunity for our Shinto to rise. Although the Taoist ancestors and Buddhas are silent, once our Shinto becomes prosperous, we will surely wake up the two ancestors and help them together.
Great event!”
All the gods shouted in unison.
These thoughts of gods that had survived for who knows how many years, after some exchanges, dispersed, and they did not even mention the idea of revenge for their companions.
"Shinto Dachang?"
The golden-armored god smiled bitterly, sighed and murmured, "I hope, I hope that the Taoist ancestors and the Buddha ancestors have spirits in the sky, so they can open their eyes and see what kind of chaos China is now, and can take action in time to put things right. As for...hey!"
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At the same time, Wu Ming ran rampant through the cracks in space, setting off an endless storm, forcibly opening a passage that spanned hundreds of millions of miles, and suddenly appeared in a chaotic place.
Boom!
Amid the lightning and thunder, the wind and the clouds, a giant mountain standing between heaven and earth like an eternal giant stood before our eyes.
Just by taking a glance, I felt an aura of vastness, majesty, simplicity and vicissitudes coming to my face!
"Kunlun Mountain!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, his face was solemn, he took a step forward and appeared dozens of miles away in an instant.
But the strange thing is that the mountains that are not far away seem to be at the end of the world. Even if they use magical powers that are close to the end of the world, they don't get close for a while.
But Wu Ming was not discouraged, and walked across step by step, seemingly unswervingly, towards the Kunlun Mountains.
Boom!
At this moment, thunder suddenly appeared, emerging from the clouds and mist, like a demon with teeth and claws, and smashed towards Wu Ming unscrupulously.
This was enough to easily kill a semi-saint, or even seriously injure a false saint, threatening the power of the holy realm. The thunder fell on Wu Ming like rain, causing ripples, but surprisingly it did not damage him at all.
On the contrary, it seemed that Wu Ming was being tempered and tempered, making the dark golden runes on his body become more solid as the dark golden runes flickered.
First came the thunder, then the boundless wind, sometimes like wind and sand sharpening, sometimes like a knife blade sweeping away, setting off layers of light around Wu Ming, but still unable to pose any threat.
Wu Ming walked forward step by step as if he didn't notice it. Even if hailstones the size of millstones fell like rain, it was still difficult to stop them from breaking apart until he stepped into a puddle.
The puddles were as high as his knees, which seemed normal, but when Wu Ming took his first step, it was three minutes slower than usual, as if his legs were filled with lead and were as heavy.
This is not ordinary water, but rootless and weak water that can wear away the physical body and drown the soul. Even if the power of the Holy Realm submerges in it, it will turn into essence and spirit and merge into it after a while.
It's a pity that Wu Ming's golden body is immortal and can be called a leak-free body. Even if it is rootless and weak, it can't be consumed at all, it just slows down a little.
Boom!
When Wu Ming stepped out of the puddle, the sound of rolling thunder echoed in the sky, but it was not thunder again, but countless meteorites falling from the sky, impacting towards where Wu Ming was.
Meteorites fall from the sky, and the force of each blow is comparable to that of a pseudo-sage with all his strength. Billions of meteorites fall, and even a powerful person in the holy realm will be smashed into fly ash.
But Wu Ming seemed unaware and still refused to take a step back. He didn't even take any precautions and allowed the meteorite to impact.
As powerful as the nine-turn immortal golden body, it also appeared to be damaged at this time, but under the protection of the terrifying immortal intention and the recovery of the divine light of Bodhi, it was as strong as one, and it was difficult to stop it in the slightest.
In this way, under the impact of endless natural disasters, Wu Ming walked up Kunlun Mountain step by step, from the foot of the mountain to halfway up the mountain, until he looked up and saw the white-capped cloud tops looming in the clouds and mist!
Vaguely visible, a slender figure dressed in cloud-white robes and wrapped in a golden dragon, like a god in the clouds, stands in the clouds, looking down at the people from a high position!
Or, one person among all living beings—Wu Ming! (To be continued)