One thousand seven hundred and seventy-eight chapters Kunlun conferred God (nineteen)
"call……"
Wu Ming's expression was indifferent, with a smile on his face, just like the shy young man back then.
After so many years, the secret that I had suppressed in my heart was finally revealed to my mouth. It was as if a huge mountain had been moved. The feeling of relief in my heart was truly indescribable.
Even though it was suspected of being deliberately induced, he still said it after all!
As for whether others would get the wrong idea because of this, he didn't consider it. Anyway, the two sides have been fighting to the death until now.
"you……"
Looking at Wu Ming, who was still smiling, Zhao Shuhang felt chills all over his body for no reason. This was such an incredible thing for a powerful person in the Holy Realm!
I can't even imagine whether the Xuansheng Ancestor was aware of it.
If you say you didn’t notice it, you shouldn’t!
That is a powerful man who has lived for countless thousands of years, is the oldest creature in China, and is the most skilled in divination!
If you were aware of it, why would you let an extraterrestrial devil, carrying the skin of a human race, stir up troubles under your nose for so many years without paying any attention to it?
No, it’s not just indifferent!
"What conspiracy do you have with Ancestor Xuan Sheng? Do you intend to cause trouble to the human race and subvert China?"
Zhao Shuhang was startled and shouted sharply.
He couldn't help but think so. Taking a look at Wu Ming's actions over the years, it seemed that he had no entanglement with the Xuansheng Ancestor, but one after another, which one did not run counter to the layout of the temples and conflict with the interests?
Until now, all the saints have used various means to break the barrier between heaven and earth in Kunlun Mountain, regardless of their appearance, and have sent so many treasures, just to kill Wu Ming and avoid future troubles forever.
Could it be said that the current situation in China has deteriorated to such a state?
"Oh!"
Wu Ming smiled and shook his head, and said calmly, "You don't seem to be in control of victory just now. Why are you afraid?"
"snort!"
The corners of Zhao Shuhang's eyes twitched. The anger on Junwei's face was fleeting, but he calmed down in a moment. He frowned and looked at Wu Mingdao, "I know you want to mess with my mind, but with your current situation, there is no way you can escape."
Day of birth.”
"Oh, what are you afraid of?"
Wu Ming smiled lightly.
The corners of Zhao Shuhang's lips twitched and he remained silent.
Yes, what is he afraid of?
Looking around, although he was not stern in appearance and inwardly angry, he answered questions that were inappropriate and undoubtedly avoided Wu Ming's sharp edge.
This is not timidity, what is it?
Regardless of his dignity as a holy prince, a powerful person in the holy realm, or even a peerless genius, his dignity does not allow him to be timid or afraid, but his pride does not allow him to lie.
Therefore, we can only respond with silence!
Because he was really afraid of the little brother in front of him who he had witnessed with his own eyes and who had walked step by step to where he was now, and who he had never cared about before!
As the saying goes, the one who knows yourself best is always your enemy, even better than you know yourself.
Although some are absolutely one-sided, they are not unreasonable!
Over the years, Zhao Shuhang has had his ups and downs. Under the spotlight of everyone, at the moment when he was about to reach the top, he was pulled off the altar by Wu Ming himself and fell into the quagmire.
Zhao Shuhang asked himself how much bitterness and bitterness he had experienced during this period, and it was a taste of it, and he became more aware of how difficult Wu Ming's past was.
After all, the two sides were on different starting lines from the very beginning.
In an unfair environment, Wu Ming moved forward against the odds, walked step by step, and walked in front of him several times. Even when he was weak, he never lost an iota of momentum.
It is precisely because of this that Zhao Shuhang knew Wu Ming's past in great detail.
This is a wise man with a mind like a monster, unrivaled in scheming, strategizing, and winning a victory thousands of miles away!
Thinking of the news that he had received before, Wu Ming was exiled here because of the intervention of the Xuansheng ancestor. The external news was that it was because of a treasure that Han Sheng gave to the Xuansheng ancestor for safekeeping before his death.
Thinking of Han Sheng's death again, Zhao Shuhang couldn't help but feel chills all over his body, thinking that Wu Ming, who was transformed by the extraterrestrial demon, colluded with the Xuansheng Ancestor to kill Han Sheng.
Now that Wu Ming appears here, it is more likely that he has a plan!
Otherwise, why would you be so unprepared and end up in such a desperate situation?
"Do you think it's weird?"
Wu Ming looked at Zhao Shuhang with a smile, his eyes flashing with undisguised mockery.
"good!"
Zhao Shuhang took a deep breath, admitted frankly, and said in a deep voice, "What do you have to rely on to dare to come here alone? This is the Kunlun Mountains, and there is a general trend that hundreds of schools have cut off the luck of Shinto. Even if you have the means to reach the sky, you will never be lucky.
reason!"
He knew very well that something was wrong with his previous state, and he was almost being led by the nose by Wu Ming.
But it’s no wonder that if it were someone else, even a powerful person in the holy realm would step into the urn, because every word Wu Ming said shocked him so much!
It was so big that even with his powerful mind in the holy realm, it was difficult for him to control himself. He couldn't help but think too much, and even had distracting thoughts.
"Yes, Kunlun Heavenly Palace is the last continuation of the Shinto inheritance. Now there are only a few lonely ghosts left, like rats in the ditch, hiding around and thinking they are right!"
Wu Ming laughed and shook his head. There was contempt in his words, and he even mocked Zhao Shuhang, "It's a pity that you are in the middle of the situation and don't know the situation. Since you were able to achieve the saintly status because of that person's inheritance, why did you forget it?"
, is that a true God?”
"That... true god?"
Zhao Shuhang's eyes narrowed, he murmured to himself, and lost his voice in horror, "Unparalleled God of War, Martial Arts God!"
Throughout the ages, there have been many gods and goddesses in the Shinto, but there are seventy-two sages in the temples, who are not as good as immortals but better than immortals.
But there are always exceptions, one or two anomalies that cannot be measured by common sense!
The unparalleled God of War who once cut off the dragon veins of the Pre-Qin Dynasty and almost created the unification of China, even though he was counted against by hundreds of schools of thought, and even though the Han Dynasty was prosperous, he could not conceal his sharpness and was named the God of Martial Arts!
Even though he died in Wujiang, the legacy of the true dragon left behind still affects future generations and affects the hearts and minds of countless powerful people.
Even he, Zhao Shuhang, had to rely on this man's legacy to be the first to break through the realm and become a saint, leading the overall situation today.
The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear!
"Do it!"
Zhao Shuhang's eyelids drooped slightly, his pupils shrank again and again, and in a horrified moment, he shouted loudly.
"Too late!"
Wu Ming smiled indifferently, and suddenly spread out his right hand. Four dragon shadows flashed in it, one disappeared into the void of the sky, and the other disappeared into the ground.
Buzz!
In an instant, the sky and the earth shook violently, the wind and clouds changed, and thunder roared, as if the universe was reversed, making the originally silent Kunlun Mountain seem to have moved out of thin air into a twisted and bizarre space.
Even a newly promoted Saint Realm power like Zhao Shuhang felt unsteady and seemed to be tied to a wheel, spinning crazily.
Boom boom boom!
At the same time, in the winding and twisted light and shadow, terrifying auras were released, each of which was no weaker than a holy power.
"You really look up to me!"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and glanced at him with some understanding.
After counting them in detail, there were no less than eight powerful saints, and the terrifying auras of dozens of false saints formed a heaven-sealing and earth-sealing qi-machine harmony, covering the entire Kunlun Mountain.
But unfortunately, when Wu Ming poured all the forbidden light from the True Dragon Secret Key into the void, the world was already disrupted.
The so-called dragnet, sealing the sky and suppressing the earth, has become a joke.
Being able to barely maintain the formation without chaos and not directly disintegrating under the power of changing mountains and seas and changing the world is considered an extraordinary feat by the saints.
Yes, this is indeed the method of the saints!
In other words, this is a head-on confrontation between the saints and Wu Ming through the air through the hands of Zhao Shuhang and other contemporary geniuses from China.
With the methods of these people, how could they arrange such a desperate formation, not even Zhao Shuhang could do it.
To go deeper, this is the unyielding will of a true god of martial arts, spanning from the Middle Ages to the present, an unwilling and angry roar sent out to all the saints!
"Strong wind..."
Zhao Shuhang felt that the world was spinning and his ears were dizzy. After achieving the Holy Body, he not only felt dizzy, but also felt nauseated and vomited. But what shocked him the most was the roar that seemed to span eternity.
Chilling, **, solemn, indescribable calmness, and the uniformity of thousands of troops commanding each other. With a shout, Zhao Shuhang's holy will was stirred up, and his mind was unstable.
In a daze, Zhao Shuhang saw flags waving, soldiers fighting like a forest, and thousands of troops and horses right in front of him!
Zhao Shuhang shook his head vigorously, trying to expel this hallucination from his mind, but he was horrified to find that this was not an hallucination, but a real phantom!
I don’t know how many years ago, the remnants of the military spirit that remained here reappeared in unwillingness and anger!
Vaguely, among the thousands of troops, there was a big chess piece, making a hunting sound and rolling like thunder, with a murderous word "Chu" on it waving in the wind!
"When two armies fight, the fighting leader will come first!"
Amidst the majestic and thunderous roar, the thundering sound of beating drums resounded through the sky and shook the sky.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
Thousands of troops and horses are waiting for nothing, thousands of voices are like one, the sand is like waves, and the evil spirit is rising into the sky.
Buzz!
With a roar like an earth dragon turning over, Kunlun Mountain seemed to collapse in an instant, turning into a tall platform with a height of ten thousand feet, with torches roaring around it, reflecting the sky.
On the high platform, there are ravines and ravines, as if dividing the heavens and evolving the world, with four big characters inside - Chu River, Han Boundary!
One day, the sun shines in the sky, and the light spreads all over the world, making it dazzling.
If you look closely, you will see that where is the sun? It is clearly a token about a foot long, with an ancient shape, the wedge is engraved with the image of a dragon fighting a tiger, and there is an ancient seal pattern of "War" inside.
"Point the General Platform, Holy Martial War Order!"
Zhao Shuhang took a breath of air and stared at the token, surrounded by thousands of military souls. Although it was empty, it seemed like a high platform to suppress the world.
Confucianism has its sacred scriptures, Legalism has its dragnet and earthly net, Mohism has its own rules and regulations, and military strategists have their own standing towers, gathering drums, and unparalleled battle flags!
However, in countless wars, although the treasures of various families have been passed down, most of them have been severely damaged or even destroyed.
Among them, military strategists suffered the heaviest losses.
According to legend, the Dianjiang Platform has long been shattered, the Gathering Drum has disappeared, and the Wushuang Battle Flag has been burned!
But I never thought that the Dianjiang Platform was actually hidden in the true dragon's relics, hidden here by the unparalleled God of War, and he broke the layout of the saints in one fell swoop!
Only this general-pointing platform, which condenses the supreme fighting spirit of military strategists and can be called a holy treasure, has such power!
Not to mention, there is also the legendary Holy Martial War Order that all warriors must respect three points! (To be continued)