Chapter 51: Vientiane Rush
"What's the matter, you Ye Chenxing is so bold that you dare to lead the crowd to fight against me?"
The tall and fat figure that appeared, with a white beard and a kind face, did not look like those who were easy to kill. However, his tone seemed tough, but in fact he was full of relief.
"You've had some contact with it, but you haven't noticed anything different about it. ”
"This son is weird, he has no spiritual power at all. ”
The dust is in charge of the sect, and his vision is so vicious. At a glance, he noticed something different about Wu Ming.
This is also why he has to make up his mind to make a move against Wu Ming.
"Who are you, and if so, why do you hide your power to such an extent?"
In the face of the absolute powerhouse of the continent floating in mid-air, the oppressive force released was indeed much higher than that of Ye Chenxing and the others.
Wu Zong floated in the air, but it was only a hundred zhang.
This Ten Thousand Palms Sect of the Dust Sect is extremely close to a hundred zhang in the air, and even at first glance, it is still above a hundred zhang.
That means that the person who came must be a top powerhouse at the peak level of the Martial Sect.
"It's true that I'm not from this continent, and as for the power, I've never thought of hiding it, but I haven't had the opportunity to talk about it. ”
Wu Ming's frankness also showed his courage. In front of a peak powerhouse in the mainland, with all the means that Wu Ming is showing now, it is really difficult to deal with.
Instead of concealing it, it is better to tell one or two about it, so that we can exchange useful information with each other.
"Then you also admit that you haven't used even the slightest bit of spiritual power, to be able to resist the blow of the old man, even these invincible holy sons of the younger generation present may not have such ability. ”
This question made the scene fall into silence for a moment, and only someone could vaguely hear someone coughing a few times, accompanied by a series of slight gasps.
Oh, yes!
From beginning to end, Ye Chenxing and the others had never seen Wu Ming use half of his spiritual power, and under the deterrent power of the barrier created by the strange Island Tribulation Spirit Bead, they had long forgotten the setting about spiritual power.
Wu Ming felt that he was well hidden, but he still couldn't escape the eyes of the peak powerhouse of the Martial Sect, and it was very likely that it was caused by the shattering of the Island Tribulation Spirit Bead.
In this world, the strength necessary for a monk's cultivation comes from the spirit tribulation, and the number of spirit tribulations increases by one point for each level of promotion, which is at most an ordinary mortal level, and there are still a few spiritual tribulations in the body.
From this point of view, Wu Ming's realm is not vague, but it does not match any realm at all.
In the eyes of the Ten Thousand Palms Sect of the Dust Sect, unless Wu Ming's realm has far surpassed the limit of the Martial Sect and shrinks his spiritual power to the point where no water leaks and Shen Ying is restrained, this can be done without releasing any spiritual power to resist his move, but looking at Wu Ming's body appearance, it is not true, so he rashly tried to test whether Wu Ming could resist his attack.
The more he reached the realm of the Ten Thousand Palms Sect, the more interested he was in the realm above the Martial Sect, and all possibilities and hopes for people like him would not give up easily.
But the result is hard to say. Wu Ming didn't catch it, but he was still standing there. He was injured, but whether it was light or severe, and Wan Zhangjiao did not know.
There is another reason, which can be regarded as the most important reason, in the entire Zero Chen Continent, the Dust Sect can almost be said to be the first sect, ranking first in terms of comprehensive ability, this sect's intelligence network is quite bullish, and it has not found the slightest information about Wu Ming.
In other words, none of the identity information about Wu Ming in the hands of the Wanzhang Sect was unknown, and even his name was unknown.
With the experience of the Ten Thousand Palms Sect, he couldn't see through Wu Ming's eyes, so naturally he couldn't use the secret method of spiritual power to set Wu Ming's words.
In this way, there is only one explanation, Wu Ming can not use spiritual power, and it is not impossible to borrow the unique and unpredictable power of other means, and he does rely on that special means to control others.
"That's the Outlander, huh?"
Wan Zhangjiao's face showed a trace of regret, his eyes narrowed slightly into a thin slit, and there was a trace of coldness from it, he stood with his hands in his hands, stared at the direction of Wu Ming, and snorted lightly.
Ye Chenxing's face changed greatly when he heard this question from his own master, and he glanced at Wu Ming when his brows tightened, he wanted to remind Wu Ming not to answer, but it was too late.
"It should be. ”
Wu Ming didn't know the difference between the two, and he also felt that this person would not give up easily, so he simply said it directly.
In fact, in the sect classics of the Dusty Sect, non-mainlanders and foreigners seem to be one kind, but to some extent they are completely different.
Non-continental, refers to the general term for martial cultivators from other continents who have crossed the ocean of spiritual power through transmission islands and other means.
The Foreigners, who are named Aliens, will be excluded, suppressed, slaughtered, and destroyed once they appear in the field of vision of the Dusty Sect.
Such people are usually suppressed or killed in the name of robbers and evil spirits, because most of the Outlanders are extremely brutal and uncontrollable when they are discovered from the depths of the earth, and although they have a face that is no different from that of ordinary people, they are desperate to pursue something that even the Ten Thousand Masters Cult can't say.
What's even more terrifying is to ignore the ferocious spiritual erosion of this ocean, can swim, and swim very well.
Wu Ming's bad luck was that he suffered from the introduction of local cultivation customs.
"Good, good. A Martial King-level foreigner dares to come to my Lingchen Continent to make trouble, do you really think that the people of my continent are soft-spoken and easy to bully?"
The Ten Thousand Palms Sect's pupils widened, bloodshot all over his body, and endless vigorous spiritual power covered his whole body, and he freed up one hand, palm facing up, converging all the spiritual power on it.
Wu Ming knew very well that the strength of the head of the Dusty Sect in front of him was by no means more than what he had just shown, and those just now were not estimated to be his one or two killing moves.
Sure enough, the countless dense black dots that formed from the palm of the Ten Thousand Palms Sect dispersed into the air, each of which exuded an extremely terrifying aura, and if you looked closely, it was a small elephant formed by more than a hundred dusty heads.
"Dust and road, lark. ”
"The first type, Vientiane Rush. ”
Ye Chenxing and the others only felt that with a flash in front of them, dozens of white lights passed through them, heading straight for Wu Ming. The white light was the impact of a thumb-sized dust image cutting through the air.
A little white light directly bombarded everyone's feet, in the face of this indiscriminate attack, even ordinary martial arts sects would not be spared, obviously with the control of the Ten Thousand Palms Sect, it would not hurt all the holy sons, and it was okay to warn it properly.
The white light did not dissipate when it entered the ground, but instead bulged up on the ground, and these large bags shook faster and faster, and could explode at any time, and its danger was self-evident.
At this time, Wu Ming had many doubts in his heart, the appearance of this person caught him a little off guard, and in his impression, there was really no such character.
As he was thinking, he saw dozens of white lights flying towards him, and before he could react, the white light exploded around him in an instant, and a continuous loud noise shook the sky.
The raging flames rose several feet high and could not be extinguished for a long time. Although the Holy Sons had their backs to Wu Ming, they could guess what was happening behind them with all the phenomena that had happened.
The big bag under the feet of the Holy Sons finally swelled to the extreme.
Boom ~ Bumper Bumper
The exploding bales were like blooming flowers, and the pillars of the flowers were the flames that burst out, and the scattered rubble was everywhere, and the smoke made a slight sound in the air.
When I looked at it, there was no trace of the Holy Son.