The first thousand eight hundred and forty-eight chapters have friends from afar
"Golden Crow..."
Wu Ming felt the power gradually reviving in his body, and nodded gently to everyone around him. He held the soul-enchanting pen firmly, and looked outside the passage between the two realms, where a chaotic flame-like shadow appeared. The corners of his lips twitched, and he spat out Two words.
"Humans, this god has great kindness to the human race. He once illuminated the earth and revived all things. If this god falls, China will forever be plunged into darkness!"
Jinwu looked down at the passage between the two realms, his eyes like the sun stared at Wu Mingdao through the wall, "You have to think clearly, I can swear to the sky to protect you forever..."
"Oh!"
Wu Ming gave a cold look, unmoved at all, and made a firm stroke.
"you……"
Before Jin Wu finished speaking, he stopped abruptly and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
call!
At the moment it disappeared, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the air also plummeted. As if in response to what he said, China would lose its light and sink into darkness forever.
Even so, Wu Ming wrote it off without hesitation.
As early as in ancient times, the power of the totem reached its peak. When this person's influence in China reached its limit, he showed his ruthless side.
In other words, the Chaos Demon God clan has a disregard for the human race and all life.
At that time, for nine days, hundreds of millions of miles were turned into red ground, and all life was almost extinct. If a great human god had not appeared from the sky and killed eight days, China would have been almost destroyed.
And the result?
It should have been a matter of universal celebration, but due to the calculations of the Chaos Demon God, the great human race ended up being betrayed, left alone, and died in distress.
Since ancient times, when the totem was born, various disasters have been closely related to the Chaos Demon God.
Looking at the history of the human race, it is actually not difficult to see some clues. Unfortunately, the human race is ignorant. Even though countless sages and heroes have followed and sacrificed their lives, it is still difficult to escape the shadow of the Chaos Demon God.
Now, it's finally over!
cracking!
With a soft cry, I saw a golden-red light and shadow rising into the sky in Shenzhou, dispersing the gathering dark clouds, straight into nothingness, and blending with a big star that gradually dispersed its light.
Buzz!
In an instant, golden light shone across the earth, dispelling the cold, warming all living creatures, and turned into a great sun, rising slowly from the east.
Faintly, in the middle of the golden sun, there seemed to be a three-legged golden crow, spreading its wings and singing softly, with a loud sound that spread throughout China!
Wu Ming glanced at where the Golden Crow flew. There was a figure there, seemingly waving slightly to him, and nodded involuntarily.
Finally, it was not in vain. If this boy had not tried hard enough, although he would not have failed in all his efforts, creating a sun out of thin air would still be a big burden for Wu Ming today.
At least, Wu Ming was absolutely unwilling to spend more effort at this critical moment before the real trouble was solved.
The person who took action was naturally Mo Zangfeng, the half-demon and half-human!
As a newly promoted Saint Realm powerhouse from the Chinese tribe, and one of the strongest among them, Mo Zangfeng would naturally not stand idly by.
Fortunately, everything went as planned. Although there were surprises, there was no danger.
But this does not mean that the matter is over!
"The three of you have been watching for a long time, so it's time to show up and meet us, right?"
Wu Mingqiang held on to his weakened body and looked coldly into the depths of the sky.
Without the constraints of the thirteen Chaos Demon Gods, the current Heavenly Dao has finally been mostly freed and can free up most of its power to sort itself out.
However, in addition to the Chaos Demon God, there are also ancestral realms of various races who live in the way of heaven.
Moreover, this is just an ancestral place of enlightenment in China, similar to the location of China. Looking at all the heavens and worlds, although Wu Ming has never seen it, he also knows that it is definitely not this one.
As long as the Chaos Demon God still exists in the world, this ordeal will not be over, and it is imminent.
But now, the Heavenly Dao of China is almost at its strongest state since the beginning of the world. Even if Wu Ming holds the soul-enchanting pen and the book of life and death, it is difficult to cancel a chaotic demon god or the existence of the ancestral realm as before.
If this were not the case, Wu Ming would definitely not mind and wipe out these parasite-like things without any concern at all whether the other party was the ancestor of the human race and whether he had made great contributions.
After hearing what he said, before the being in the void could respond, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Although I don't understand why Wu Ming is so afraid of those people, by now, everyone already knows how to make a choice.
Only by standing unswervingly by Wu Ming's side can we win the chance for the human race to continue. Otherwise, let alone stand at the top of the world, I am afraid that the next danger may not be able to be overcome.
You know, there is no Chaos Demon God in China today.
Although the Chaos Demon God is like a parasite to the way of heaven, on the other hand, to a certain extent, it is also a natural barrier that can prevent other Chaos Demon Gods or existences from the ancestral realm from coveting.
But now, can the remaining few really guard the pure land of China?
No one knew it, but Wu Ming didn't seem to think much about this aspect. Whether it was his expression or his words, his fear of these few people was almost beyond words!
What's just puzzling is why Wu Ming didn't directly kill those people when he was at his peak, but stayed at the end.
Whether it is because of the feelings of the same clan or because it has other agendas, it is really not something that others can figure out!
"Since some of you are unwilling to show up, I have no choice but to pay you a visit!"
Wu Ming's face darkened slightly.
"No!"
Lu Jiuyuan frowned.
"No problem!"
Wu Ming shook his head and signaled everyone to be calm, then he flashed and flew towards the top of the sky.
Under the spotlight of everyone, his figure did not fly very high, but disappeared without a trace in an instant.
No matter how hard they search, they can't find any trace of it. It is obvious that there is a power beyond the saints, which has isolated everything in this world.
At the same time, Wu Ming came to a mysterious place. Looking around, he saw a variety of strange things, including fragmented continents, erupting volcanoes, and thunder pools sinking to the bottom of the sea. All kinds of strange things were countless.
Even a corner of the rainbow that had been glimpsed in the long river of the holy road could be seen.
Just as Wu Ming was patrolling around, at some point, a small courtyard appeared out of thin air not far away, as if it existed, but he just didn't notice it.
Next to the small courtyard, there is a crooked willow tree. The cicadas are chirping on it, the breeze is blowing, the willow branches are swaying gently, and it is indescribably pure and natural.
Within the fence, there is hidden life, like a harmony, an argument, or the conversations of countless people.
Wu Ming squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, stepped forward and stood outside the courtyard gate.
"Isn't it great to have friends from far away?"
The moment he stood still, a slightly older, yet unusually thick, elegant voice with profound meaning came from the voice.
"Why do you have to be so mysterious and make everyone look ugly?"
Wu Ming chuckled lightly, then backed away from the courtyard door. He glanced across the courtyard and saw four people.
A man wearing Taoist robes, holding a banana fan, with a slender face, white hair and a childlike face, and a gold ribbon wrapped around his waist, was looking at his old Taoist with a smile.
Beside his left hand, there is an old scholar in his sixties who is about sixty years old and has a tall head, big ears and a feather fan. He is about sixty years old and has eyes as deep as the sea of stars.
Beside the right hand is a middle-aged monk wearing a white cassock, holding a rosary, with a fat head and big ears, and a kind face.
The last person is tall and tall, about thirty years old, with a pair of red phoenix eyes, his eyebrows are slanted into his temples, and his eye shadow is slightly red, adding to the three-yin bird of prey.
If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that there are two or three points of similarity between this young man's face and Wu Ming.
"Haha, my little friend seems to be quite resentful!"
The old Taoist smiled.
"Amitabha, being angry can harm your health, little friends, please don't take it too seriously!"
The great monk twisted the Buddha beads and said.
"snort!"
The young man glanced sideways at Wu Ming, his defiance and defiance evident beyond words.
"Now that things have come to this, it's time for you guys to come up with a charter!"
Wu Ming was unmoved at all and walked straight into the courtyard. He didn't even think there would be an ambush and came to the four of them.
"Don't be in a hurry, little friend, sit down for a moment!"
The big-eared old scholar shook his head and chuckled. He put on his long sleeves and robe. There was a stone bench on the ground and a tea bowl on the table. The steam in the bowl was steaming, and there was a faint fragrance of tea.
If you look closely, you will see that there is no water in the bowl, which is very strange.
Wu Ming rubbed the book of life and death, flipped it up, and sat down generously. His scrutinizing gaze swept over the four people openly.
Of course he knew that these four were the four ancestors of the human race.
Since the birth of the human race in China, the reason why there are only three ancestors recorded and rarely four ancestors is that it is just the victors who write history.
Moreover, many of the things Demon Ancestor did were not very authentic, and some of them were contrary to the human race, so naturally he was unwilling to acknowledge them!
Seriously speaking, the Demon Ancestor is not even considered to be in the Ancestral Realm. It is just because of various special reasons that the Demon Ancestor has the ability to be in the Ancestral Realm and is worthy of being tied with the three Ancestors.
Originally, if nothing unexpected happened, this and ancient times would have been the time for the Demon Ancestor to truly become enlightened, but it was ruined by Wu Ming's accident!
"What you think and do, little friend, is indeed very human. It seems that our human race will not be too biased in the future!"
The old Taoist priest spoke with profound meaning.
"Humph, it's not like you old guys were causing trouble. Otherwise, I would have unified China long ago. What would happen to this kid?"
The young man snorted coldly, his tone full of dissatisfaction and anger.
"If you can't afford to lose, I can give you a chance. How about fighting alone?"
Wu Ming sneered.
"you……"
The young man was furious and was about to explode, but was stopped by the Third Patriarch.
"Okay, okay, there are a lot of old people, and they still look like a young boy, and they can catch up at a moment's notice!"
The old scholar smiled and waved his hands, looking at Wu Mingdao with eyes as deep as the sun, moon and stars, "My little friend has arranged such a situation today. I think he has already made arrangements for us old guys."
"Why bother?"
Wu Ming's eyelids drooped slightly, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. He said indifferently, "Since you guys were able to get me here, with your ability to understand the Tao, it should be easy to deduce it!"
"People's hearts are unpredictable!"
The old scholar shook his head and said meaningfully. (To be continued)