One thousand seven hundred and ninety-four chapters Kunlun conferred God (thirty-five)
Luohe Divine Map, an ancient treasure!
According to legend, when the world first opened, it was based on a chaotic sky. It was transformed through the hard work and devout worship of the strong men of the human race throughout the generations, and it possesses unpredictable powers!
It's a pity that after the pre-Qin chaos in medieval times and the Battle of Wujiang River, the divine map disappeared.
But I never thought that it would be in the hands of this woman.
It's no wonder that even though this woman was among the Pearls of Mountain and Sea, and had been under Wu Ming's nose for so long, it was difficult to see many clues.
Wu Ming had some understanding of the fact that this woman and the legendary being went to hell together.
Unforgettable love will never fade even after thousands of years of refinement.
Wu Ming couldn't help but think of Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing. Although he disagreed a little, he didn't stop them, as long as the parties involved didn't regret it.
And all he gave was silent blessing!
What's more, what the two of them gave was not only the Luohe Divine Map, but also a secret told to Wu Ming by the unparalleled God of War.
A secret matter related to the next layout, which can help him achieve his goal faster and shorten the time.
Strong wind...
As if to bid farewell to the former coach, hundreds of millions of military souls roared in unison, the sound shook the heavens, stirred up the clouds, rolled up huge waves, and filled the sky with a murderous atmosphere!
It is true that as Wu Ming said, although these military souls are human heroes first, and then their soldiers and generals, human beings are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?
It has been guarding silently for thousands of years and never abandons it. Even if it is a stubborn stone, it is time to cover it up!
If it weren't for Wu Ming's own will penetrating the heaven and earth, making these war spirits feel the pure will contained in it, and if he had the iron-blooded battle flag, the most precious weapon of the military, in his hand, if it were someone else, even a powerful person in the holy realm, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to fight in the blink of an eye if hundreds of millions of war spirits roar.
If not, at least the holy soul will be injured and the origin will be unstable.
If there was no need for a second voice to exist among these billions of fighting souls, Wu Ming would never have been so unkind and forced the unparalleled God of War to destroy himself with his undying fighting spirit.
But what Wu Ming has to face next, there is no room for any personal feelings.
Otherwise, not to mention the current state, even if you have just entered China, have not yet mastered martial arts, and are facing a precarious situation, you still have this tolerance.
Unfortunately, time does not wait for us. Wu Ming needs to race against time to prepare for the next battle, so he can only let this person leave.
"Come out!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
Buzz!
In the void, light and shadow flickered, and a tall and burly golden-armored figure walked out, looking at Wu Ming silently, with unspeakable complexity in his eyes under a pair of tiger-faced armor.
This god who has survived from the Middle Ages seems to be a bit unimaginable until now. He was able to exchange a few moves in the past. Even though he was at a disadvantage, now he seems to feel unmatched pressure even if he looks directly at him.
"If I'm not mistaken, it was because of your temptation that this person embarked on a path of no return, right?"
Wu Ming couldn't express his happiness or anger.
"Wu...fellow Taoist, this is wrong!"
Divine General Jinwu was silent for a while. He was just about to call Wu Ming by his name, but he felt it was inappropriate before he even finished speaking. He immediately changed his words and said, "Since fellow Taoist has already known about the existence of that person, you should know that everything that happened back then must not be forgotten."
Blame it on us."
"Oh!"
Wu Ming gave a cold look and said with a cold light in his eyes, "Now, you still dare to make false claims. Do you really think that your calculations can be hidden from me?"
Jinwu God General opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly his whole body felt heavy, as if a huge mountain was approaching and crashed directly into his mind.
Even though his Shinto strength was comparable to that of a powerful person in the Holy Realm, he could not help but feel a numbness in his scalp, like a sharp knife hanging from his head, the shadow of death hanging over his heart, and like a small boat in the stormy sea, which could capsize at any time.
One can imagine the shock in the heart of General Jinwu. It seemed that he was not facing a holy power of the same level as himself, but a supreme existence that had transcended.
How did he know that Wu Ming had not cultivated the original source and reached the great road, which was essentially superior to the original source.
Even though he has not yet truly transcended, he is closer to the Dao than 90% of the powerful beings in the Holy Realm. For existences that are almost anomalies like the Shinto, the suppressive properties are several times, even a hundred times stronger.
Therefore, after sensing Wu Ming's tough attitude, the unparalleled God of War immediately gave in.
It's not that he is weaker than Wu Ming, it's just that he doesn't want to be humiliated before he dies. He doesn't have a tendency to self-abuse, so why should he be embarrassed and get slapped on the face?
"Fellow Taoist Mingjian, we were also deceived by that person back then. If we had known that it would have such a result and would also affect many of our colleagues in Kunlun Heavenly Palace, we would never have done such things!"
General Jinwu smiled bitterly and lowered his head, with an unspeakable sense of frustration all over his body.
It's impossible to say that you don't regret it, but now even if you understand the reason, what can you do?
That person is as famous as the Third Patriarch, and can even be said to have the same origin as the Dao Patriarch, a supreme being who merges heaven and earth. How can they dare to disobey and offend?
"Oh, if the Shinto lineage is the only one left with weaklings like you, it will be destroyed!"
Wu Ming laughed and shook his head, his disdain in his eyes undisguised.
"Please also ask fellow Taoist to point out a clear path!"
Jinwu Divine General did not feel humiliated, nor was he resentful about it. Instead, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply, sincerely asking for advice. He no longer had the arrogant attitude he had when the star-shooting god wanted to bestow many benefits on Wu Ming when they first met.
It has to be said that Wu Ming has a very good eye for seeing people, even if the other person can no longer be called a human being, but has been a god for countless years.
Some people's spines are broken and they can never straighten up, even if they are straightened!
"I am at odds with Mara and there will be a fight to the death. Aren't you afraid of being angered by him then?"
Wu Ming said calmly.
The golden gaze under the visor of General Jinwu suddenly shrank. After a moment of silence, he leaned over again and bowed, and said sincerely: "Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist, and don't hesitate to teach me!"
"People first!"
Wu Ming looked at him deeply and said four words with an indifferent expression.
“People first?”
General Jin Wu raised his head in astonishment and savored it carefully. He always felt that there was something in Wu Ming's words, but he just couldn't figure out the key. It seemed that there was an invisible barrier that made it difficult for him to figure it out.
"Oh, you call yourself gods, but you are not even as good as a fighting spirit that has lost its sense of autonomy."
Wu Ming curled his lips, his expression showing no trace of disdain.
This is what Wu Ming despises the most about so-called gods. Is this kind of thing worthy of being a god?
"I also ask fellow Taoists to give me some advice. We, the Shinto, spread our teachings widely, save all sentient beings, gather the will of all people, and protect one place..."
General Jinwu couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he asked for advice.
"The people are water, and the king is the boat. Water can carry the boat, but it can also capsize it!"
Wu Ming walked slowly towards the place where the fighting spirit was, without looking back, "You take the faith of hundreds of millions of people as your foundation and protect one side. This is what you should do, but you have never thought that you are human beings and you are
Who protected you?
I have never thought about who gave you the right to think that you can be superior to all living beings and enjoy your vows and beliefs!
If you think clearly, come to see me again. If you don't think clearly, next time we meet, I will personally destroy the last bit of luck in the ancient Shinto lineage."
General Jinwu was shaken violently, and ripples of golden light shone all over his body, as if he was sweating coldly. Seeing that Wu Ming was about to enter the fighting spirit, he hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
boom!
Before he finished speaking, General Jinwu felt a powerful force sweeping towards him, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and rolled without any resistance how far away.
General Jinwu stood up in confusion and looked at the thin but tall mountain-like back in astonishment. He didn't know why he suddenly made a move, as if he was really angry.
"Hmph, after living for so long, it seems that you have not only forgotten that you were once a member of the human race, but also that in ancient times, this sentence was the most offensive to people!"
Wu Ming said in a cold voice without looking back.
"Well……"
Jinwu Divine General was startled, as if he remembered something, he smiled bitterly and said, "Friend Taoist, calm down, it's just an ancient anecdote, passed down by falsehoods. I have no intention of cursing fellow Taoist, but I have already figured out what you said, and I am in a hurry." That’s why I wanted to call my fellow Taoist to explain a few things.”
How did he know that Wu Ming knew so much about the secrets of ancient times? He never thought that the words of the God Mao in Shinto would have such influence in future generations.
"Once you have figured it out, you should know how to do it. Why do you need me to explain? Go ahead!"
Wu Ming said indifferently.
"road……"
Divine General Jinwu wanted to say something else, but he felt his eyes flash, and there was an inexplicable surge of power all over his body. Before he could resist, he disappeared without a trace.
Obviously, if this ancient god with great power in the holy realm had really evil intentions, he would not even have a chance to fight back in front of Wu Ming, and would be easily killed on the spot.
Not only is the way that Wu Ming cultivates naturally suppresses the divine way, but also because Wu Ming's strength is already superior to most, even more than 90% of the holy realm powers.
Even if he was the most powerful person in the holy realm like Zi Yinghan, Wu Ming thought to himself, even if he was not as good as him, it would not be easy for the other party to keep him, or even impossible.
He is not a dead man, how can he still fight to the death with the opponent even though he knows he is outmatched?
Strong wind...
As Wu Ming approached, hundreds of millions of fighting souls watched silently, and suddenly there was a strong wind again, and a murderous aura filled the sky, and they automatically formed a uniform military formation, giving up their position as commander-in-chief.
There, there is a simple high platform, which looks like gold and iron, but also looks like a solid stone, but it has the appearance of earth and wood, even a little crude, and has no appearance of magnificence.
But it was such a high platform that looked like a pile of rotten wood. When Wu Ming stood on it and raised the Iron-Blooded War Flag high, it revealed an indescribable and magnificent phenomenon, causing hundreds of millions of stars in the sky to shine together.
"I am the Great Ming Sage!"
As soon as Wu Ming raised the iron-blooded war flag, the blood river of the flag roared, and the snow waves surged into the sky, rolling the five holy realm powers into it. The power suddenly surged, and he shouted loudly, "From now on, we will stand side by side. Join hands to conquer the world and fight for the human race!"
The Great Sage is not bound by the laws of heaven, is invulnerable to all laws, and is free and at ease!
Fight, fight, fight!
Billions of war spirits roared into the air, stirring up the sky. There were no clouds in the sky, but blood rained down from the sky.
The five saints died together, and a strange phenomenon descended from the sky!
Looking at all the heavens and worlds, for countless years, there is probably no one before or after, who has sacrificed the flag with the power of the five saints! (To be continued)