Chapter Twenty-Five: The Little Heavenly Court
Seeing that Wu Chenming didn't bring himself, Wu Ming himself shook his head helplessly.
The ordinary blood that he spilled out of himself is more resistant to himself than a stranger.
However, he was helpless, Wu Ming also took off with the trend, although he was only about one zhang in the air, but the forward speed was no worse than Wu Chen's life.
It has far exceeded the boundaries of the Martial Sect. It's even faster than the speed of the immortals.
In fact, Wu Ming himself did not say that he was a martial artist, this definition was forcibly added by Ye Chenxing and others.
Until now, all kinds of speculations have emerged one after another, and they have not been able to define Wu Ming's true strength.
An existence with only two spiritual tribulation powers, but it is an existence that can destroy the Martial Sect with one palm.
Seeing Wu Ming chasing after him so quickly, those people were also slightly surprised.
At this moment, there is a question surrounding everyone's minds, Wu Chen's life transformed by a drop of Wu Ming's blood can have a power far beyond that of the Martial Sect, what kind of existence is Wu Ming's body.
Their thoughts drifted away with everything in front of them. crossed the lake and sea first, and got off on Zhang Laoqi.
No, it's up and down on the octopus.
Then follow Wu Chen's life through a large forest.
At the end of the dense forest, there is a huge and splendid palace.
Such a behemoth could not be seen outside, but it was conceivable that the entire palace was covered with a layer of enchantment.
How to describe the palace?
It's eye-catching.
It is almost the place with the strongest spiritual aura on the whole island.
They are now countless times larger in size, and they are still small in front of the palace, which shows the grandeur of this palace.
The biggest feature of this palace is that its base is left dozens of zhang away from the ground, and there is no place in the whole palace that fits the ground, just like a fairy court in the air.
It's hard to imagine the force needed to lift a huge palace into the air.
And the obvious two words written on the main entrance add a momentum to the entire palace.
"Heavenly Court?"
Isn't this the power that Wu Ming said at the time, he said casually, there really is this palace.
And it's also a palace of immortals.
Wu Ming's eyes looked around this palace, and then he suddenly realized that the layout here was exactly the same as a place, and there was no difference.
When Wu Ming was still a member of the Three Thousand Cross-border Traversers, every gathering would be held at the place designated by the husband, which was called the Perching Spiritual Land. And the spiritual place where he lived before entering the blood world was such a palace.
Gui Laoba transformed into an old man with a bamboo stick, while Zhang Laoqi was an ordinary middle-aged man.
"You're really impressed. The pictures on the twenty-four pillars have been carved out one by one, and even the cultivators have been painted on the walls one by one, even the definition monuments. ”
The group kept walking through the main entrance, encountering countless strange things along the way, even more than they could have imagined.
Three familiar images were also found in those crowds. Wu Ming, Duoduo, and Yan Qiu.
said that it was Yan Qiu, but it was exactly the same as Yan Qiu. It turned out that they were all from the same place.
These are all painted by the blood with impressions, but if there is no long-term observation and memory, how can so many images be painted so strongly?
It shows that this layout is very large, and even more so it is the handwriting of that person, the power of Mr.
"Wu Chenming, you have your way of living, I don't care. But can you explain why there's a portrait of the man here?"
Wu Ming asked, pointing to a portrait.
That person Wu is not familiar with his life!
Of course.
At the end of the fresco, there is a portrait of that one.
Portrait of the gentleman.
Wu Ming didn't dare to show Mr. easily, for fear of making a mess in the world, but his blood actually portrayed Mr. vividly.
Could it be that the drop he dropped back then was also in Mr. 's calculations.
"This man. Special?"
Someone asked in surprise, which of the portraits of those people who had walked through and seen before was not a dragon and phoenix among people, which was majestic and magnificent. But the person in the front portrait is plain.
The gentleman does look ordinary.
But those who know him well will understand how terrible he is.
The supreme of the world, the last guardian of heaven and earth.
"He is the supreme of the world, and there is no one in the past. ”
Wu Chen's life was extremely calm and told the most shocking words in the world.
They didn't know how big the world was, but at least they had just learned about the realm of saints, and it should be below it.
Then this person's identity is too terrifying.
What a existence.
"Well, I could have done this without his permission?"
Wu Chenming approached Wu Ming and whispered in the latter's ear.
This is true.
No matter whether you are an immortal or a saint, in the face of that absolute strength, you are like an ant. Who would dare without the permission of the gentleman?
Just a few words were enough to shock the group, but then, when they finally arrived in the main hall in the center of the palace, something even more unbelievable was about to happen.
Standing at the door of the main hall, looking at the main hall in the highest position in the entire palace, the layout and environment are much more brilliant than those imperial palaces of the mainland dynasty.
Wu Chenming snorted slightly, and three men, three women, and six figures also walked out of the main hall.
The momentum of these six figures is so strong, and they must also be strong in the fairyland.
At this moment, there were eight immortals present.
"None of the eight of them are human, and almost all of them are related to the God of Food. My body, look at the one, the one you want to eat the most, she can now do everything she can to get revenge on that year. ”
The one Wu Chenming was referring to was a swollen, slightly chubby girl, and her big watery eyes crossed Wu Chenming and stared directly at Wu Ming.
Wu Ming also noticed the girl, because her expression was very similar to that of a creature angry, pufferfish.
Animals anthropomorphize, with empty forms and temporary habits, which can make a big difference if you pay a little attention.
"You're a Ascension pufferfish?"
For some reason, when these words fell, Wu Ming subconsciously pursed his mouth.
Fugu itself is one of the rarest and most delicious fish, especially if it is a Shengdo pufferfish, especially when paired with a specific cooking sake.
The word "ascending road" is of great significance, and if you are lucky after tasting, the realm can soar to the sky, and the certification avenue can be described as a rare delicacy.
But at this moment, she was seen by the girl, her momentum instantly languished, she was startled, and she directly crashed into Wu Chenming's arms.
No matter what happened now, no matter how powerful they were, they still couldn't get rid of the demonic impression that Wu Ming had in their minds at that time.
That's a real butcher.
"On weekdays, I always want to dismantle you, but today I see that I have become like this, and I don't know what to say about you. ”
Wu Chenming pushed the girl away and looked at her with a half-smile.
"You've been practicing me as an ontology, and you're scared when you see me, what's the matter?"
Ye Chenxing and the other uninformed people looked at them in confusion, thinking about the complex relationship between them.
But how can this be said clearly in one or two sentences.
In the distant sky.
A phantus appeared silently, silently watching everything.