In the void space, ripples suddenly appeared, and hundreds of powerful men from all races, whether emperors or masters, were squeezed out before they could react. After a while, the world spun and disappeared without a trace.
"After all, I owe you a share of karma!"
In front of a pile of broken boulders, light and shadow flickered. Wu Ming appeared in colorful clothes. He looked at the broken stone statue, murmured to himself, and then cut off his right hand completely with his fingers like a knife.
There was a soft pop sound, and the broken wrist instantly squirmed with colorful rays of light. It returned to normal, and the severed hand also emitted colorful rays of light. During the surge, it turned into a multicolored crystal stone and fell into the rubble.
But I saw the rays of rays of light, covering all the rubble, clattering into a pile, with drops of blood and vague soul power fluctuations inside.
The face of the humanoid statue below is exactly the same as that of the millstone.
What's even more astonishing is that it is densely covered with blood threads, flickering on and off, completely echoing the meridians and blood vessels in the human body, and even showing the vitality of the heartbeat, just like a real person petrified.
If there were saints here, they would definitely be shocked. They can indeed create things, but giving life to them is a power that in legends can only be possessed by powerful beings who have long since disappeared in ancient times.
"You are so willing to use the source of Wangwu Holy Land to reshape his body!"
There was a flash of light around him, and Ku Ye suddenly stepped out, looking at the statue with a sour expression of jealousy.
It’s no wonder that he is jealous. His biggest dream for the rest of his life is to enter the holy path. Now, what he is thinking about is rebirth. He continues to pursue his dream. Although it is on the agenda, in fact, he is just prepared and is still far from being truly reborn.
A cut of the boss.
But Mopan is better, skipping all the steps directly, and reshaping the body with the most suitable treasure origin. It can be imagined that its potential is huge, not only making up for the sequelae of being fostered by Shan Lao, but also having a bright future!
Of course, if Mopan had not just died, and even with his special physique and strong vitality, his soul had not completely dissipated, even if Wu Ming had the power to reach the sky, he would not be able to bring him back to life.
Even now, it is still unknown when Mopan will wake up!
"If you want, I wouldn't mind using this method to help you!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"No, no, I'm just joking! Let's leave this blessing to him!"
Kuye waved his hands repeatedly and said sarcastically.
Just kidding, the origin of Wangwu Holy Land has been completely refined by Wu Ming, and like the Dragon Realm, it has been absorbed by the Boundary Pearl. Mopan will never be able to escape its control in this life. After his rebirth, he still wants to leave this place.
Stay away from the demon king who is tireless on his way to death!
"hehe!"
Wu Ming smiled indifferently and looked at the clouds in the distance nonchalantly, with a leisurely and deep gaze, "Now, the situation outside is probably going to be a mess!"
"More than that?"
Ku Ye suddenly became energetic and gloated, "Whether it's the old stone, the people from the temples, or the Danshan clan, I'm afraid they're all dumbfounded and are just waiting for you to get out!"
"Hmph!"
Wu Mingpi twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, and suddenly thrust his left hand in front of him. Purple green flames flickered on it, and an ancient bronze lantern appeared, which was a lotus lantern.
The only difference from the past is that the lamp flame is dim, it is much weaker than before Qianlongyuan.
"How should we calculate this account?"
Wu Ming gently stroked the lotus lantern, with endless pity in his eyes, and his face suddenly turned cold.
"Don't be impulsive!"
Ku Ye's old face changed slightly, and he solemnly advised, "That old stone really has no good intentions. It wants to borrow your soul to send the Giant Spirit Mountain Seal here, and then communicate with the Wangwu ancestral land, in order to get the stone you once refined.
The Five Elements True Crystal originally came from the King's House, so that he could regain control of this holy land, or at least leave a backup. But don't forget, no matter what he did, you are no different from an ant in his eyes.
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Yes, as Ku Ye said, Shan Lao, also known as Shan Kui Sage, had this idea from the beginning, using the Five Elements True Crystal refined by Wu Ming to feed or replenish the origin of the king's house, and use the Giant Spirit Mountain Seal as a means of communication
The bridge between the two.
Unexpectedly, Song Yao laid the foundation of the Holy Path, realized that Wu Ming was about to reach the top, and used the treasures given by the temples to break open the space and forcefully attacked him, consuming the power of the Giant Spirit Mountain Seal in advance.
What is even more unexpected is that Wu Ming, who should have no resistance in front of the origin of Wangwu, has a lotus lantern to protect his body, and he comes to devour him. He even incorporates the entire Wangwu ancestral land into the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl, becoming the latter's complement.
All your own nutrients.
The current Wangwu Ancestral Land is, in fact, already part of the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl. Together with the Five Elements Spiritual Pearl, it has become a treasure that consolidates the space of the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl. It also fits perfectly without any side effects!
Who would have thought that the Danshan clan had been looking forward to the layout of the temples for countless years, but the leader of the mountain, Lord Lin Lao, went crazy and finally took advantage of Wu Ming.
What's even more ridiculous is that the former used a set of Five Elements Spiritual Beads that were comparable to holy treasures, and the Danshan clan lost a clan girl with the appearance of being a saint. The Shankui no longer had the possibility of taking back the ancestral land of the Wang family, and he completely lost Wu.
Ming friendship.
However, Wu Ming now has no ability to turn over the table with any party!
In fact, you have to rely on the strength of a certain party to deal with it and seek the possibility of escaping unscathed!
"hehe!"
Wu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashed a little irritably. He led Kuye through the invisible space to avoid obstacles, and appeared next to a mountain spring. There was a human body standing there. It was his body, still maintaining the posture of cultivation.
, slowly absorbing the power of the body-washing spring.
"Now you can only delay and leave the royal family's ancestral land here. No one can take it away anyway. I guess no one can see what happened to the old stone and the temples. As long as they wait for you to take it,
Return to the Devouring Dragon Vine and Daodou, deal with the Udumbara Flower, and then take it away. By then, the sky will be high and the Emperor will be far away, and the spiritual master will cover the secrets of the world for you, and no one will be able to find you!"
Kuye said.
"That's all!"
Wu Ming thought for a moment, and realized that there really was no other way. After slightly nodding, his body disappeared between the eyebrows of the body in a flash.
In the space of the sea of consciousness, the dim lotus lantern is still suspended in the palm of the devil's holy fetus, the other hand is holding the bronze holy sword, and several important treasures such as the blood book and the spiritual deed are placed on the knee.
"Taoist weapon!"
But Wu Ming only saw the lotus lantern in his eyes. He spat out two words, and his mind returned to his true form in a flash, feeling the unparalleled power in his body, even running smoothly and almost flawlessly.
Vaguely, I only felt that I was just a little short of breaking through the sixth level of "Mingwang Fudozon" - the leader of the six Yangs!
But this trace is as if it is separated by a mountain, and it is also like thin paper. Even with his current level of cultivation, he cannot grasp it for a while.
Wu Ming instinctively felt that the reason why he felt this way was because his cultivation had progressed too fast recently, and the difference between his state of trance and his own strength was too big.
"Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Now that I have completed the Dharma-Xiang Cave and the Ming Xuan, I only need to wait for this to happen, and then I can look for opportunities to break through!"
Wu Ming took another look at the endless rolling clouds and mist, and took a random step. The clouds and mist in the sky suddenly turned into an arch bridge, extending to his feet as if welcoming a king.
The moment he stepped onto the arch bridge, Wu Ming was instantly lifted into the depths of the clouds and disappeared in a flash.
When he reappeared, he was already in the original valley. Looking around, the strong men of all races had disappeared. Wu Ming was keenly aware that there was deathly silence in the canyon, and there was even a faint air of death that had not been resolved.
As for the fate of those slaves, one can imagine.
"Thief, where is my eldest sister?"
At this moment, hundreds of rays of light descended, and one of them, a young man from the Danshan tribe, asked sternly that he was one of the geniuses of the Danshan tribe who was injured by Wu Ming in the eighteen bends of the winding mountain.
"Thieves, please accept your fate!"
"Several elite members of our clan have been killed in your hands. You must pay with your life!"
"We have no grievances, but you are cruel and ruthless, killing countless geniuses from various tribes in the Xianbei Mountains. Today is the day you die!"
The strong men from each tribe had red eyes and looked almost cannibalistic, as if they wanted to devour Wu Ming alive.
"snort!"
As a cold snort rang out, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the terrifying pressure made everyone's hearts tremble and they lowered their heads in unison.
"Brother Shankui, why are you doing this? They are just aggrieved, but this guy is too ruthless and murders many innocent people!"
The middle-aged man in Confucian robes leisurely came forward and looked at Wu Mingdao with a stern look in his eyes, "As a human race, why are you so unscrupulous and slaughtering the elites of various tribes who are friendly to our race?"
Once said, the matter has been determined.
If it were normal, Wu Ming might have been fooling around with this transcendent saint, and even sold him a good deal, but he and Shan Lao were tricked by him, both openly and covertly, and Lian Deng was involved in trying to save him.
It consumes a lot of money, and my heart has already reached the extreme level of irritation, so I am too lazy to pay attention to it.
"Shan Lao, luckily you have lived up to your destiny, I have reached the top!"
Wu Ming said respectfully.
"Okay, okay, good, good, I really saw you right!"
Shan Lao's eyes twitched slightly, he stroked his beard and laughed, his mouth almost reaching behind his ears.
With the Holy Lord in front of them, no one from the powerful tribes dared to make any mistakes. They could only look at the middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt, hoping that this being who had an extraordinary status in all the temples could help them seek justice.
"Hmm? Where's Brother Shanpan?"
Wu Ming glanced left and right, pretending to be surprised.
"Shanpan...has fallen!"
Shan Lao stiffened his hands and sighed.
"What? There are only three people in our clan alive. Now that brother Shanpan clan has died, are they trying to destroy our clan? Who is so vicious? I will fight him to the death!"
Wu Ming's eyes turned red and he shouted loudly.
Everyone's expressions froze. The middle-aged man in scholar's shirt who was about to speak moved his lips and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
What else can I say?
As we all know, the mountain giants are indeed about to be exterminated, and Wu Ming can only count half of them. He originally came out of a mountain, but unexpectedly fell into the ancestral land of Wangwu. To put it bluntly, the only remaining leader of the Mountain Kui Shengjun is a polished commander.
Those who knew about it even subconsciously looked at the middle-aged man in scholar's shirt and Song Pu with suspicion in their eyes.
Obviously, anyone would doubt whether the temples did this on purpose, in order to make the mountain giants extinct so that they could occupy the royal family's ancestral land and even the Taihang Mountains!
You just killed a few geniuses, and your family is about to be exterminated. If you continue to entangle, if this holy king gets angry on the spot, who can bear it? (To be continued)