"Who is this desolate emperor?"

After listening to Wu Lingfeng's words, Mo Wuchen couldn't help frowning.

"He also walked out of the cave of years, and came to the real world half a year ago, he called himself the son of the desolate emperor, and he has been living in the Xuanwu League for half a year, and many cultivators in the virtual world are very in awe of him, I am afraid that this desolate emperor is also very promising on the side of the virtual world. ”

"The Emperor from the Void Realm ......"

Mo Wuchen had never heard of the other party before, and in the past year, he had rarely left the Holy Mountain.

At most, he only occasionally played with Meng Yurou in the city in those years, and he didn't know much about many things in the outside world.

"After more than a year of precipitation, it's time to go outside and take a look, what kind of person this desolate emperor is. Mo Wuchen nodded.

On the same day, after he informed Meng Yurou, he was also alone and left the holy mountain.

Xuanwu League, the former imperial city.

Today, a lot has changed here.

When Emperor Xuanwu was beheaded, he fought with Mo Wuchen, and the entire imperial city was turned into ruins.

In the course of this year, a large number of monks from the void world came out of the hole of the years, and they all gathered in this imperial city, the former imperial palace no longer exists, but has become a landscape place, this time the emperor invited all the proud sons of all parties to gather, it was held here.

"It's really lively, after the wedding of the god king body a year ago, there are very few such grand occasions in the real world, right?"

"This desolate emperor doesn't know what the origin is, the cultivators of the Void Realm are very in awe of him, he has never seemed to have fought with anyone since he appeared, but thinking about it, I am afraid that the strength will not be simple. ”

In the Imperial City, cultivators from all walks of life gathered together, and many people were discussing, and the topics were more or less related to the so-called Desolate Emperor.

"Nie Yuan, you should have heard of it, he is also a young king from the Void Realm, in this year, he has defeated many proud sons of my real world, and even some emperor-level geniuses of the ancient clan are not his opponents. ”

"A few days ago, I saw this Nie Yuan in the city, and he walked with the Desolate Emperor at that time, I'm afraid you don't know, even Nie Yuan is in awe of the Desolate Emperor. ”

"Young kings of Nie Yuan's level are like this to him, it is conceivable that this desolate emperor is very powerful. Someone was surprised.

"At this gathering, I heard that even the Heavenly Dragon Emperor will come, and the Emperor of the Wilderness once asked the True Dragon Body Wu Lingfeng to bring a message to Mo Wuchen, and he also invited the other party, I don't know if the God King Body will appear?"

"It's been a year, right? Since the marriage of the god king, he has rarely appeared in the eyes of the world, if I don't mention it, I would still think that he is hidden, and now I don't know how much strength has grown?"

"A year ago, he could behead a demigod with a snap of his fingers and kill Emperor Xuanwu, and a year later, the strength of the god-king body is afraid that it has been turned upside down, and it may be possible to become a god. Someone said so.

"It's a bit too early to become a god, a year ago he was only in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, how could he become a god a year later?" someone shook his head, feeling that it was too impossible.

"Mo Wuchen has a godhead, and he is the first god of the human race in ancient and modern times, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a god, even if he has not become a god now, his strength is probably not comparable to ordinary people, and no one can beat the ancient god-level powerhouse. ”

"This is a bit exaggerated, the Heavenly Dragon Emperor of my ancient clan is proud of the world, and he has also obtained a godhead in his body, once the fit is successful, becoming a god is just around the corner, don't you think that he is not Mo Wuchen's opponent?" The cultivator of the ancient clan couldn't help but say.

Obviously, up to now, the two clans are still a little antagonistic, but compared to a year ago, the situation is much better, if it was a year ago, the two sides talking at this moment would not have been able to talk so calmly, I am afraid that a battle has already occurred.

"What god king body, what Heavenly Dragon Emperor, it's just a name, in front of my Void Realm genius, it's not vulnerable at all. ”

"Nie Yuan has defeated how many geniuses in your real realm in this year, even if those emperors of the ancient clan are not his opponents, in front of Nie Yuan, the god king body and the so-called Heavenly Dragon Emperor, I'm afraid they are also vulnerable, right?"

In today's Imperial City, in the past year, a large number of Void Realm cultivators have gathered, and after listening to the discussions of people in the Void Realm, some Void Realm people couldn't help but stand up and sneer.

"What kind of bullshit are you playing, my real young king in the real world, I haven't made a move for more than a year, such as the emperors of the alliances, the emperors of the heavenly dragon and the god kings, they are the representatives of the younger generation of the real world, and any one of them can defeat Nie Yuan. The cultivator with the real realm said very angrily.

"Hehe, who wouldn't say big words, if they really have the ability, why did they never dare to make a move this year?"

"Just one Nie Yuan, is it worth the real young king of my real world, before the wedding of the god king's body, the young man in black defeated the hands of my real genius in a row, it's really a shame. In terms of the real world, the ancient clan cultivator who spoke just now couldn't help but sneer.

Compared with the confrontation between the human and ancient races, at this moment, it is obvious that the two worlds of the void and the real are the real battlefields, and in the past year, the cultivation of the two worlds has not been less conflicting, and it has become more and more intense.

"Of course Nie Yuan is nothing, he is just a well-known figure in my virtual world, looking at the younger generation in the virtual world, my strength is probably ranked outside the dozens, defeating a Nie Yuan, make you very proud in the real world, take it every day and say it. The powerhouse of the Void Realm snorted coldly.

Although there was a verbal confrontation between the two sides, there was no confrontation.

Because at this moment, in the imperial city, there is a desolate emperor in charge, and when he came here, he said that the cultivators of the two realms, no matter where the battle occurs, he can't control it, but only in this imperial city, it is absolutely not allowed.

The cultivators of the Void Realm are very jealous of this Desolate Emperor, and naturally they don't dare to disobey his words, so they have never taken the initiative to fight with people in this Imperial City.

In terms of reality, he is also worried, after all, the origin of this desolate emperor is too mysterious.

With the passage of time, more and more cultivators have gathered in the Imperial City, and there are many people from the virtual and real worlds, and this kind of grand occasion has never appeared since Mo Wangchen's wedding.

On the third day after Mo Wuchen left the Holy Mountain, he finally came here.

Without alarming anyone, Mo Wuchen walked alone in the Imperial City, his eyes looking at the cultivators who came and went in the city.

I found that the aura contained in the bodies of nearly half of the cultivators was very different from what I had seen in the past, but it was somewhat similar to the black-clothed young man who was scared away by the big white dog in the past.

Obviously, at this moment, nearly half of the cultivators in the Imperial City were from the Void Realm, and in just one year, the Void Realm had already come to so many people, such a huge number, which Mo Wuchen had never imagined before.

(End of chapter)