The bronze horse and iron hooves stepped on the void, like thunder, disappearing in the dragon realm in an instant.
Zhuo Wen did not go directly to Nanman, but went to Shenyou Realm first. After all, he had made an agreement with Yanji and the others to go to Nanman together.
When the four-bronze chariot landed at Jia Shen College, Zhuo Wen discovered that in addition to the three elders Yanji, there was also a familiar figure.
"Master, you are quietly planning to go to Nanman. Are you planning to leave Wudie behind?"
I saw the dancing butterfly fluttering its thin wings behind its back and flying onto the chariot in an instant. Its pink fists kept hitting Zhuo Wen's chest, and he kept cursing in his mouth.
Zhuo Wen was startled and stood frozen on the spot, but did not resist. He also did not expect Wudie to be waiting at Jia Shen College.
His original plan was not to bring Wu Die with him. After all, Wu Die was a Demon Saint. He would stay in the Demon Nether Realm and develop slowly in the Demon God Palace. He would definitely become the master of the Demon God Palace in the future.
Accompanying him to Nanman was too dangerous, so Zhuo Wen had not gone to the Demon Nether Realm to meet Wu Die before, nor had he mentioned this matter to her.
"Zhuo Wen, I'm sorry, this little girl is too annoying, and we didn't mean to let it slip." Yan Ji said with a slight blush.
Zhuo Wen was a little helpless. He grabbed Wudie's crystal clear jade hand and said, "Stop making trouble. It was the master's fault before and he didn't inform you. It's not impossible to take you with me now, but you have to listen to me in everything."
, and stay in Canglong Palace."
Hearing this, Wudie burst into laughter and pulled Zhuo Wen's arm with a smile, saying: "I knew the master was the best, hehe!"
Zhuo Wen knew that Wu Die's gesture was just a pretense, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He looked at Yan Ji and the others and said, "Three master uncles, before arriving at Nanman, why don't you enter the Canglong Palace first?"
The three of them, Yan Ji, looked at each other, and one of them, Yan Ji, said, "Is that brat Han Tian also in Canglong Hall?"
Zhuo Wen nodded slightly, but Yan Ji said angrily: "I knew this brat left with you. He is such an ungrateful little bastard. If I go in, why don't you take care of him?"
Although Yan Ji's words were very rude, Zhuo Wen knew that Yan Ji was joking. Judging from his various behaviors, Yan Ji should have been worried about Lu Hantian's safety before.
"Father, you should follow them in. After entering, you can also use the time flow inside to refine the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifice." Zhuo Wen said to Long Xiaotian.
Long Xiaotian nodded and said: "Okay, you can get us all into Canglong Palace."
With that said, Zhuo Wen came out of the Canglong Palace again, and immediately brought the three people Yanji, Long Xiaotian and Wudie into the Canglong Palace.
Suddenly, only Zhuo Wen and Liao Si were left in the Four Bronze Chariot.
"This outside world is really completely different from the upper world."
Liao Si looked around, looking at the scenery of Shenyou Realm, and expressed admiration from time to time.
Zhuo Wen laughed and said: "The scenery in the outside world is much richer and more colorful than the upper world. Senior Liao Si, I will take you to experience it when the time comes. Now let's go to Nanman."
With that said, the four-bronze chariot stepped on four iron hooves, and the sound of rolling thunder came from the void. Immediately, the chariot cut through the void and disappeared into the divine realm.
The four-bronze chariot made such a big noise, which naturally attracted the attention of many Shenyou Realm warriors. However, when they saw the young man in the front section of the chariot, all the warriors showed awe.
Because they all recognized the true identity of this young man, who was Zhuo Wen, the instigator of the destruction of Qinglong Palace, they did not dare to discuss it.
The four-bronze chariot left the Nine Nether Realm and headed south, heading towards the southern edge of Dongtu. It flashed past like a bolt of lightning.
After leaving the Nine Nether Realm, Zhuo Wen made a special trip to the Black Dragon Dynasty. The predecessor of the Black Dragon Dynasty was the Qingxuan Dynasty.
However, after the Qing Emperor was destroyed by Zhuo Wen, he was changed into the Black Dragon Dynasty by Bai Mei.
Rumble!
The heavy wheels of the four-bronze chariot drove up to the sky, and it instantly descended over the capital of the Black Dragon Dynasty.
"What is this? What a terrifying pressure!"
"Could it be that the peerless powerful man came from the Nine Nether Realm? The pressure on this chariot is not something we can bear."
"..."
When the four-bronze chariot descended over the imperial capital, countless warriors in the imperial capital knelt on the ground involuntarily. Some even weak warriors spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
In an instant, the originally bustling imperial capital fell into silence due to the arrival of the four bronze chariots. All the warriors knelt on the ground involuntarily, not daring to express their anger.
Zhuo Wen looked down at the entire imperial capital, and with a stroke of his right hand, he put away the powerful holy power on the four-bronze chariot.
The four-bronze chariot is a mysterious sacred weapon, which may not be very good to Zhuo Wen, but to the warriors of the Black Dragon Dynasty, it is like a scourge, extremely terrifying and frightening.
"Where is Baimei?"
Zhuo Wen looked down at the imperial capital and spat out an indifferent voice. Although it was very soft, in the ears of all the warriors, it was like a roaring thunder, making the eardrums hurt.
"This man is so terrifying. Just one sentence he uttered made my eardrums hurt. This is beyond the realm of the Emperor. Isn't this young man a saint?"
Finally, someone made a guess. Many warriors lowered their heads involuntarily, not daring to look at the four-bronze chariot and Zhuo Wen on the chariot.
Liao Si, who was sitting behind the chariot, stared curiously at the countless kneeling warriors below the imperial capital, showing interest.
In Liao Si's view, the creatures in this entire dynasty are still humble and weak in strength. He only needs to stretch out his hand to turn this entire dynasty into ruins.
However, many things in this dynasty seemed so novel and special in Liao Si's eyes, which made him marvel and feast his eyes on them.
Not long after Zhuo Wen finished speaking, Baimei flew out of the Imperial City Hall in the center of the imperial capital in fear, came to the bottom of the four-bronze chariot, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Baimei meets the master!"
As soon as Bai Mei said this, many people in the imperial capital were stunned, but they were just stunned. Soon they came to their senses, and they did not feel any dissatisfaction with Bai Mei calling the young man on the chariot his master.
Appropriate.
Because, the young man in front of me is a being who is suspected of being a saint.
The existence of a saint can only exist in the mysterious Nine Nether Realm. In a small dynasty like theirs in the outside world, even the emperor realm is considered a top powerhouse. As for the saint, it is simply an existence that is out of reach.
Now, everyone is sure that the young man on this chariot is definitely a saint, and being able to become a slave of a saint can be said to be a kind of luck for many warriors in the outside world.
It has been a very common thing since ancient times for a weak person to depend on a strong person. If the strong person to whom the weak person depends is at the level of a saint, it will undoubtedly be an extremely lucky thing.
At this moment, Bai Mei's heart was filled with passionate and complex emotions.
Even he had never expected that Zhuo Wen, a humble young man who came out of the Qingxuan Dynasty, could achieve such achievements now.
Although he is only in the middle-level emperor realm, he can conclude that Zhuo Wen is definitely a saint.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the heroic and powerful figure standing on the four-bronze chariot, his clothes swaying in the wind. Looking at this young man who looked like a demon and a god, Bai Mei felt extremely complicated.
Rumble!
Zhuo Wen stopped the four-bronze chariot in front of Bai Mei, and at the same time, with a move of his right hand, four figures swept out from the Canglong Palace.
These four figures are none other than Zi Yang, Huang Jue, Xi Yue and Guang Han who followed Zhuo Wen together with Bai Mei.
These five people were originally powerful Tianzuns who were highly valued by Emperor Qing of the Qingxuan Dynasty. Later, they were killed by Zhuo Wen, who took the Nascent Soul and used secret methods to reshape their bodies and took them as slaves.
Among the four Ziyangs, Ziyang has the highest level of cultivation and is already an invincible emperor who has understood the laws. However, Huang Jue, Xiyue and Guanghan are not as talented as Ziyang. Although they have practiced in Canglong Palace for a long time, they still stay.
In the high-level imperial realm.
On the road of martial arts, not everyone can keep making great progress. Only those with strong talent and determined will can keep going.
"Ziyang, Huangjue, Xiyue and Guanghan..."
Bai Mei stared at the four Ziyangs in surprise. He could not see through the cultivation of the four of them at all, especially Ziyang, whose aura was extremely powerful, which made him tremble in his heart.
He knew that the cultivation of these four people was far beyond his. Thinking that he was only at the fourth level of the Emperor, Bai Mei felt bitter in his heart.
He knew that if he had not been assigned to manage the Black Dragon Dynasty by Zhuo Wen, he might have reached the pinnacle of the Imperial Realm now, instead of just the fourth level of the Imperial Realm now.
Although he is at the fourth level of the imperial realm, he is already regarded as a peak powerhouse in the outside world.
But Bai Mei knows very well that this kind of cultivation can only be regarded as an ordinary existence in the Jiuyou Realm and other places in the core of the East Earth. There are many people who are stronger than him in the Jiuyou Realm.
"Owner!"
Ziyang and the four others quickly knelt on the ground and said with great respect.
After witnessing the battle in Jiuyoutian, the four of them were more and more in awe of Zhuo Wen and did not dare to make any mistakes.
Zhuo Wen nodded slightly, then pointed at Baimei and said: "Baimei, come here first."
Bai Mei was startled, and then he walked very cautiously to the four-bronze chariot.
At this moment, Bai Mei was extremely nervous. Although the holy power of the Four Bronze Chariots had been restrained by Zhuo Wen, the majestic four horses still gave Bai Mei extremely strong pressure.
"Bai Mei, I said at the beginning that if you manage the Black Dragon Dynasty well, I will not treat you badly."
"The current Black Dragon Dynasty is indeed managed well. Now I have fulfilled my original promise and I will help you initiate and improve your cultivation. Now close your eyes and relax your body and mind."
Hearing this, Bai Mei's heart was filled with excitement. He quickly closed his eyes and relaxed as Zhuo Wen said.
Zhuo Wen took out a high-grade elixir from the spiritual ring, crushed it, and at the same time activated the holy power in his body to completely refine the elixir's medicinal power into surging energy.
Then Zhuo Wen's sword pointed at the center of Bai Mei's eyebrows. Immediately, a stream of energy poured into Bai Mei's body, spreading through the eight extraordinary meridians throughout his body. The aura on Bai Mei's body was also rising continuously, as if there was a wild beast hidden inside.