Since when did you feel that being in the limelight was unnecessary?
In the void, Wu Wan sat alone behind the chessboard, his body tilted to the left, the back of his hand resting on his cheek, looking down at the battle below.
He joined the war, but not fully.
At this moment, Wu Wan is maintaining the balance of the power of heaven, helping the gods suppress Zhulong...
Those who are in charge of the overall situation don't actually have to charge into battle unless necessary.
This will not only create a sense of mystery about Donghuang Taiyi, but also minimize the loss of spiritual power in the process of suppressing the candle dragon.
Candle Dragon.
On the earth, the dark dragon body is like the hardest thing in the world.
A huge formation composed of hundreds of gods;
The full suppression of several powerful gods;
The forces of water and earth pursue and intercept;
The full outbreak of the Human Emperor Shen Nong;
The above combined efforts only temporarily suppressed Zhulong.
Even with the 'deathable' characteristic given by Xiong Ming, the God of Death, he still failed to reach Zhulong's 'killing line'.
In fact, the divine body that is integrated with the Avenue of Chaos has a tendency to become more courageous as it fights.
Zhulong was tricked by Emperor Kuang again, which was equivalent to sacrificing his soul and Yin Eclipse Avenue to a higher level of Chaos Avenue. At this moment, Zhulong was the messenger of chaos, representing the movement and stillness in this world.
The chaotic side of balance between chaos and order.
Wu Wan thought quietly.
Heaven has searched the entire wilderness eight times, and all traces of Emperor Kuang have been wiped away.
Even if Wu Wan was willing, he would be able to erase the memory of Emperor Kuang's existence from the hearts of all living beings and gods by simply letting the sea of blood spread half a circle to the periphery.
——Of course there is no need to act like this, it’s just that he can do it.
In the Great Wilderness, among the gods of the Eastern Wilderness, some gods had their souls controlled by Emperor Kuang.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of Da Siming and his own Shao Siming to mobilize troops to besiege Dongye, Wu Wan had already 'cut off' the souls of those old gods at specific points.
By the way, when my young master Siming fights, he is also out of this world and looks first-rate.
At this moment, the situation in Dongye has stabilized.
Xihe was placed under house arrest by Da Siming;
She didn't resist Heaven's suppression of Dongye, she just hugged the last Golden Crow tightly and refused to let go.
By the way, Chang Xi in the Moon Palace was sitting under the laurel tree in a daze, looking a little dazed.
Heaven has begun to give hints to Chang Xi - reincarnating once and starting over may be a good choice.
As for whether such hints have any effect, it depends on Chang Xi's own understanding.
In this way, about half an hour passed.
What Wu Wang saw was that the gods from outside the world had officially joined in the siege of Zhulong.
Although they were just wandering around the periphery and launching offensives on the edge of the battle, which could not play a decisive role in the battle, they could still be considered as having done their part.
If it wasn't to cope with the catastrophe in the future, Wu Wan would be so troubled.
After looking at the eternal black ice in his sleeve, Wu Wang channeled a ray of spiritual power and began to call his mother to recover from such a state of 'self-defense'.
This is communication between avenues, but it does take some effort.
Mother's body is wrapped in a mysterious Taoist charm.
This kind of Taoist rhyme is very familiar to Wu Wang. It is a great avenue that will only manifest in the future. It is called Taiyi, which originates from the Donghuang Bell.
Zhong is indeed always guarding his mother and Jingwei.
At this moment, Wu Wanlue couldn't tell whether he was pursuing a perfect ending or whether Zhong Ling was pursuing a perfect story about his master.
In other words, Zhong Ling's obsession with pursuing perfection is actually a reflection of the obsession in his heart, the "miserably defeated me".
In the void outside the sky, Wu Wang stared at Liuli City, where Zhong Ling was floating next to Jin Wei's soul, seeming to be whispering something.
As soon as Wu Huan thought, the sound of their conversation flashed through his heart.
Jingwei was praising: "Zhulong is so strong, he can keep counterattacking when surrounded by so many powerful gods."
Zhong Ling spoke shamelessly at that moment:
"Drizzle, what does this mean? My master wants to train these innate gods. He is watching this place in the void and has not taken any direct action.
If the master takes action, hum!
I estimate that Zhulong can be killed within two hours, or three hours..."
This last sentence, however, became less powerful.
Jingwei chuckled a few times, and then said with emotion: "A dream from the outside world has allowed me to understand him a lot better. I know that it is not easy for him, and I can understand the difficulty of his journey. After all, I can't help him."
What does he mean? In my heart, I want to call him brother."
"Master Jingwei, please don't scare me," Zhong Ling said hurriedly, "The relationship between you and the master must be a very pure love between husband and wife!"
"Well... things like husband and wife, that's all something to talk about later. I haven't heard directly about what he thinks."
At this moment, Jingwei should be shy and timid, with a pretty face flushed.
"You are the master's spiritual support most of the time."
"Yeah?"
"of course!"
Zhong Ling chuckled and murmured in a low voice: "Although it was in other parallel years."
"What year?"
"Ah, look! God of War has started giving Zhulong a pedicure!
As expected of the Martial God, he has mastered the necessary means to attack large monsters so quickly. The title of Tianwai’s chief pedicure master belongs to none other than Martial God!"
Jingwei's soul blinked and actively changed the subject in a cooperative manner.
Zhong Ling's ability to change the subject should be considered the only shortcoming among all her abilities.
The fierce battle outside the city continued, but the city was already empty. There were very few people who could witness the grand drama of "Five Hundred Gods Suppressing the Evil Dragon" with their own eyes.
Because the battle broke out in the 'World Ball' exploded by Wu Wang's incarnation, creatures whose strength was not in the extraordinary realm could only watch the fireworks and listen to the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.
Deep in Wu Wan's heart, the two female voices, with clear, ethereal voices and distinctive features, were also constantly communicating.
They chatted like old friends for many years.
Wu Wan could clearly feel that Zhong Ling had an unconcealable respect for Jingwei, and suddenly thought that the only person who could cross the lines of time was Zhong Ling.
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The possibilities are parallel;
Although the current [reality] was brought about step by step by Zhong Ling's constant adjustments, Zhong Ling's own emotional sustenance lies in the line of time when she was born.
'I seem to have been ignoring Zhong Ling's emotional needs.'
Wu Wan touched his chin and groaned for a while, holding his cheek with the back of his hand, looking down at the battle outside Liuli City, his thoughts wandering to nowhere.
It's very disrespectful to an old-timer like Zhulong.
…
"Why is this Zhulong so difficult to deal with?"
During the battle, Shennong punched Zhulong in the forehead, causing Zhulong to stagger. He was also pushed by the force of the shock and turned into a meteor. He escaped thousands of miles and rushed back in the blink of an eye.
Shennong did not move forward in a hurry, but stood aside and thought about how to deal with the enemy.
It cannot be said that victory is certain at this moment, but it can be said that victory is within reach.
Zhulong's crazy struggle also put the surrounding gods on the edge of danger, but the power of heaven blessed everything, allowing the gods to advance and retreat calmly at this moment.
What is the blessing of the power of heaven?
Just imagine, you have a steady stream of divine power, and if you are about to encounter danger, you will have a strong early warning in your heart;
When the innate god on the side launched an offensive, I felt "soul blessed". Before my mind could react, the divine body had already launched a coordinated offensive.
In addition, the 360 gods ranked according to the Zhoutian Starry Formation constantly changed their positions under the guidance of Heaven. Each time they were extremely accurate, and allowed the formation to exert an almost perfect power.
This is the blessing of the power of heaven.
If we look at it from another angle, with the combined efforts of Heavenly Dao and hundreds of gods, Zhulong can still become more courageous as he fights...
He truly deserves the name of the strongest.
As long as the gods take one look at the Martial God holding eight divine weapons and fighting bloody battles in front of the candle dragon, their blood will boil inexplicably, and they will want to fight with the candle dragon to the death.
The fear that had pent up in their hearts was fading;
The shadows that once covered their heads were getting darker and darker now.
There is a god shouting out the guilt of the candle dragon;
Some extraordinary beings angrily rebuked Zhulong for his unkindness;
On the high ground southwest of Liuli City, there is a group of priests who guide the living beings here, constantly shouting the name of the Martial God, and using the power of sentient beings to give the Martial God a little more gleam.
Layers of apertures appeared under Shennong's feet, shining with a light that made it impossible to look directly at them.
Listen to the howling wind!
Many strange phenomena appeared behind Shen Nong. His body suddenly grew taller and taller than a thousand feet in an instant. Bright light shone from all parts of the body, as if it was going to explode at any time!
Look at the appearance of this human emperor, his face is bursting with golden light, and his left hand is raised high to grasp the sky!
Then he held the spear in his hand, locked his eyes on Zhulong's neck, and shot the spear down from the sky.
The God of War roared loudly, suddenly hugged one of Zhulong's toes, and violently shook it to the left, freezing the dark divine body that Zhulong wanted to avoid for a moment.
Hundreds of gods in the sky were bathed in the boundless starlight, and chains were formed in an instant.
Wu Wu waved his hand gently in the void, and the power of heaven suppressed it. The Qiankun Avenue in the place of fierce battle erupted again, suppressing Zhulong fiercely in place.
Shen Nong's shot fell, and the candle dragon's black blood spattered hundreds of miles away. The body of the god staggered for a few moments, but it soon struggled to rush and bite Shen Nong's dharma body.
Shennong suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, a flame seemed to be beating on his forehead, and his body expanded again.
At this moment, in front of Shennong was the evil dragon with fierce flames, stepping on the earth with both feet, absorbing the power of the earth here, and listening to the voices of human beings.
No, not just humans.
All the creatures in the outer world, living on the earth, who have opened their spiritual wisdom, understood protection, understood the etiquette, and understood the meaning of love, all heard that low call.
They looked towards the place where Zhulong was killed.
They subconsciously chose to close their eyes and respond to the call.
Between the sky and the earth, the weak fluorescence crossed the universe and converged towards Shennong. From the bright spots, it gathered into a trickle, and then condensed into the waves of the river. The waves were surging and covered the sky and the sun.
Shennong's towering Taoist body continued to solidify, and his attack on the Zhulong became more and more steady, steady, and heavy, cracking the huge black dragon body one after another.
Humanity is the strongest!
In the void, Wu Wan watched his father-in-law show off his power, with a bit of a smile in his eyes.
The old man Shennong’s wish was to overthrow Emperor Kuang’s Heavenly Palace;
Emperor Kuang was taken care of by him and let the old Shennong beat the candle dragon. It was a good activity for the elderly, and it would give the next emperor more bragging rights in the future.
"Um?"
Wu Wan suddenly frowned and his eyes fell to the edge of this divine battle.
Just outside the blockade of the universe, the goddess of fortune in a black and white dress was staring blankly at the situation inside, her eyes sometimes filled with confusion and sometimes despair.
Wu Wang shook his fingers, and the power of heaven quietly enveloped the goddess of luck, and he made a brief deduction.
"bell?"
"Master, I'm here!"
Zhong Ling's response was quite swift.
Wu Wan asked directly: "Is Xiaolan's way of obtaining fortune one of the necessary conditions for being able to overcome great catastrophes in the future?"
"No," Zhong Ling said slowly, "The role played by Mistress Xiaolan can be replaced by other powerful gods. Do you still remember? You have seen the process of rescuing Mistress Xiaolan before." (
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"Remember."
Several pictures flashed through Wu Wan's mind.
Zhong Ling smiled and said: "I can't explain too much to you, otherwise it will cause the backlash of the cause and effect. You can probably deduce it."
Wu Wan nodded slowly.
He said: "In this case, let me see if I can save the Taoist goddess."
"ha!"
Zhong Ling appeared in front of Wu Wan, with a translucent girlish figure and a somewhat coquettish expression, which suddenly made Wu Wan think that this was a living person of flesh and blood.
Zhong Ling hummed: "Sure enough, we need another mistress!"
"Don't talk nonsense," Wu laughed and scolded, "Do I have anything to do with the goddess of luck? There are so many beautiful gods in this world. Do I fall in love with every one of them? Don't slander the character of this Emperor of Heaven!"
"Who knows, I'm going to accompany Mr. Jingwei!"
Wu smiled and said, "You and her have a good relationship."
Zhong Ling chuckled and disappeared with a whoosh.
Wu Wang stood up from the void, and the tables, chairs and cushions around him turned into dust and returned to nothingness.
He lowered his head and looked at his figure, then took a step forward. The light and shadow in front of his eyes changed, and he was already standing on the edge of the battle. He said slowly to the lost goddess not far ahead:
"Goddess of Luck, do you want to talk?"
The Goddess of Luck trembled slightly. She did not turn around, but turned her head slightly and saw the young Emperor of Heaven behind her.
Simple black clothes, slender body, decent face, confident and calm smile.
Wu Wan walked forward with his hands behind his back, and walked to the goddess of fortune. He raised his head and stared at the scene of the gods surrounding the candle dragon, and smelled the gentle fragrance.
"His Majesty the Eastern Emperor."
Yun Dao Shen leaned slightly, "Aren't you going to take action?"
"Give everyone a chance to practice. I've already had too many fights in Tianwai."
He said: "I have received a lot of care from you before, and you also have that magic that brings bad luck to all enemies."
"It's true that I have overestimated my capabilities," the God of Fortune smiled bitterly, with a pair of peach-blossom eyes filled with a hint of helplessness, "Can you please ask His Majesty the Eastern Emperor later to bury my bones in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters?"
Wu Wan couldn't help but remain silent.
"Maybe I can help you."
"I share the same fate as Zhulong," the goddess of fortune said with a wry smile, "This is a life-saving method set by my mother for me, but I didn't expect that it would become a difficult thing for me to face at this time."
Wu Wan said seriously: "I can help you remove this magic."
"No need."
There was a little confusion in Yun Dao Shen's eyes:
"I have existed for countless years, and I am already a little tired in my heart. If I are asked to accept the rule of Heaven and work hard for Heaven, I cannot do it.
What's more, my path of fortune is incompatible with the way of heaven.
Even if I survive today, I will be in trouble next time.
Now, I just want to ask you one question."
"Auntie, just ask."
"Ah!" The goddess of luck's forehead was covered with black lines.
Wu Wan opened his sleeves, revealing his mother's true form, Xuan Bing.
The Goddess of Fortune looked suddenly enlightened and said with a smile: "You are indeed my nephew... It's great that Cang Xue can have an heir like you."
"Aunt."
"Can you please stop shouting!"
"Okay, Auntie," Wu Wang's eyes were full of sincerity, "You still have a bigger stage. There are so many things in this world that you have never experienced."
"After all, I am Zhulong's daughter, just like Emperor Kuang's heir."
The goddess of luck smiled and said:
"Just because you don't mind doesn't mean that your ministers don't mind, and just because you don't exclude me doesn't mean that they don't exclude me.
His Majesty Donghuang, I know that you value emotions, understand benevolence and righteousness, and have many warm-heartedness that innate gods do not have.
But please respect my choice in this matter.
Moreover, I still have some grudges that I want to settle with Zhulong...for my mother."
Wu Wan didn't say anything more. He stood next to the goddess of fortune and watched the battle ahead.
After a while, he suddenly said: "You know, I have hated you for a long time because of a misunderstanding."
"oh?"
The goddess of luck asked: "Why?"
"I told you it was a misunderstanding," Wu said with a smile, "What can I do for you?"
"Help me restore my high road."
"Can."
After Wu Huan finished speaking, the power of heaven enveloped the goddess of luck, and lotuses bloomed around the goddess of luck. The goddess' aura quickly filled up, and pink petals appeared around her body.
The road revives.
"Aren't you afraid that I will help Zhulong?"
The goddess of luck murmured, but a ball of fire burned in her eyes, and bloody pictures flashed across her heart.
Wu Wan sighed: "Then let's consider it as if I made a careless friend."
She pursed her lips slightly and said nothing more. She stared at Zhulong's head. She took a step forward, but her body trembled several times. She seemed to be about to step back, and then suddenly waved her hand and slapped herself in the face.
, a low growl came out from the slender neck.
Her figure turned into a black and white divine light and collided head-on with Zhulong.