Journey to the West, Che Chi Country.

Meng Lu, who had been in retreat for a long time, stepped out of the retreat place, and his deeper and deeper eyes looked through the sky, looking at the sky from afar, and in his eyes, the divine light was flashing.

I saw that at this time, the entire heaven and earth, the calamity qi had been concentrated to the extreme, and the heavenly machine began to become chaotic.

The rolling calamity surged above the sky, and finally turned into a cloud of calamity that ordinary people could not see and forget, and then fell lightly towards the east.

"The catastrophe will turn into clouds and fall to the east, and when it completely falls, it will be the time when the catastrophe will officially begin, and now, looking at this scale, it will not be many months at most. ”

Since I was reborn, I have been calculating for so long and fearing for so long, and now, the most important moment is finally coming.

He watched for a moment, then sighed.

"It's just a pity, although I've done my best these days, the realm of the Golden Immortal is far away, and I don't know when I can set foot in it!"

In the past few years, Meng Lu has done his best to cultivate, and almost all his time and efforts have been spent on gathering faith and cultivating divine power.

The Wandering Earth World, the First World in the World, etc., have long been under the control of Meng Lu, and almost all the people believe in it.

Even the Hokage World, where Payne is located, and the God Eater World, where the old marquis is located, are also looking for opportunities to gather all their beliefs.

Today's Meng Lu already has more than six worlds of beliefs under his command, and the reason why it is said to be more than six is because in addition to the ruthless world, even the world where the Emperor of Heaven is located, Meng Lu has managed to start and collect a group of beliefs.

Of course, it was in the case of discussing with the Emperor of the Abandoned Heaven.

Under such a large amount of faith, Meng Lu's strength is also advancing by leaps and bounds, and now, he has reached the level of a top-grade heavenly immortal.

What step the real combat power has reached, even Meng Lu himself does not know.

It's just a pity that it is far away from the realm of golden immortals.

The top grade Heavenly Immortal is the ultimate of the Heavenly Immortal level, but it does not mean that it is close to the Golden Immortal Realm.

According to Meng Lu's plan, with this level of belief now, I am afraid that in another three or five years, Meng Lu may not be able to set foot at the Golden Immortal level.

Three or five years, for ordinary immortals, it is just a matter of working with one eye, but for Meng Lu, there is not so much time.

Thinking of what his future self had said, Meng Lu's heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

"I'm afraid, the last highest position may not have a chance with me. ”

"That's it, that's it, it's mine, it's mine, not mine, and no matter how much you ask for it, you can't force it. ”

"Next, it's time to move. ”

In the past, the calamity was not strong enough to cover up the heavens, and there were many things that Meng Lu couldn't do if he wanted to, and he had a lot of plans, so he could only suppress them in his heart.

Now, it's time to get started.

Moreover, now he already has a certain amount of confidence to do something.

As soon as you step out, you are thousands of miles away.

As soon as he appeared, a voice that was not very sharp came: "Little one, here you are again, come here, drink with me." ”

Meng Lu turned his gaze and saw that the green lion spirit who had changed into the king of the Wuji Country was now drunk and had no bearing, and he didn't look like a former immortal or a king, but more like a leper dog and a drunkard.

Meng Lu's eyes were calm, and he looked directly at the green lion spirit: "Senior, I've been drunk for a few years, haven't you drunk enough?"

The green lion spirit blushed his face, took another sip of wine, and said with drunken eyes: "You, you little guy, either drink with me, or, go back and forth." ”

Meng Lu shook his head slightly: "If the predecessors are just like this, then it makes no difference whether they can be saved or not." ”

"Seniors, do it yourself. ”

With that, Meng Lu was about to leave.

The green lion spirit was fierce, shrunk into inches, and instantly came to Meng Lu's side, and was about to grab Meng Lu's arm: "Little guy, don't go yet, make it clear, have you found a way to help me?"

It's just a pity that Meng Lu seemed to have anticipated the green lion spirit's movements, and easily dodged the green lion spirit's big hand, and his body dissipated directly in place.

The green lion spirit looked at Meng Lu's scattered figure, and his eyes were full of surprise as if he was drunk and awake.

"This little guy, his strength has improved so fast!"

The first time they met, although the little ghost had a big fight with himself, but the green lion spirit did not go all out that time, according to his estimates, this little ghost at that time only had the strength of about half a step of golden immortal.

And now, the speed of that moment actually surpassed that of him, a veteran Jin Xian who played with style.

The surprise was only a flash, and the green lion spirit was annoyed: "This little guy, deliberately, definitely deliberately." ”

"What can't be saved, maybe I didn't find a way at all, I just talked casually and played tricks on me. ”

There was silence for a while, and the green lion spirit muttered again.

"What if, it's true??"

"No, I'm going to go to him and see what the hell this guy is up to. ”

............

At the foot of a big mountain, watching the green lion spirit rushing towards Che Chiguo with the light of escape, the corners of Meng Lu's mouth hooked.

"Old thing, make you anxious for a while. ”

Then, the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

This time, the direction that Meng Lu went to was a forbidden place, a famous forbidden place, and this forbidden place was called Xuanyuan Tomb.

At the same time, the Tang Dynasty, the Wei Mansion.

Wei Zheng still had that upright face, sitting in a corner, quietly sharpening the wooden knife in his hand, his movements were orderly, and his eyes were extremely serious.

Next to him, the old servant sat leisurely on a stone bench, looking at him quietly, his eyes were very steady, and he was not annoyed, just kept watching.

I don't know how long it took, but the old servant suppressed his throat, and then coughed twice, coughing very loudly, lest others not hear.

Wei Zheng didn't listen to his movements, but his voice was raised: "What, it's finally decided?"

The old servant's old face smiled into a chrysanthemum: "Yes, it's time." ”

"If you don't act, time will be directly pushed by them, and there will be no chance. ”

Hearing this, Wei Zheng's action of sharpening his knife stopped abruptly, and then, he raised his head and looked at the old servant like a sword: "Say, when!"

The old servant smiled: "It's not far, three days later, it's a good day." ”

"I remember what kind of Buddha festival it was, prepare a good day, choose a good time, just right, send them a surprise. ”

Wei Zheng's eyes sank slightly, and then, after a while, a terrifying killing intent burst out in his eyes: "Very good, I've waited for this day, but I've waited long enough!"

After speaking, he glanced down at the wooden knife in his hand.

At this time, under the grinding of several years, the blade of the wooden knife became more and more lubricated, and as Wei Zheng's words spit out, the light on the blade flashed, cold, and calm.

Although it is a wooden knife, at this moment, it almost wants to devour people!

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