Chapter 1778: Kunlun Becomes a God (19)
"Hoo ......"
Wu Ming's face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, just like the shy and shy teenager back then.
After many years, the secret that was suppressed in my heart was finally revealed, as if a mountain had been moved, and the feeling of relief in my heart was really indescribable.
Even if there is a suspicion of deliberate inducement, but after all, it is said!
As for whether others will be wrong because of this, it is not in his consideration, anyway, the two sides are still dead.
"You ......"
Looking at Wu Ming, who was still smiling, Zhao Shuhang felt a chill all over his body for no reason, what an incredible thing this is for the power of the Holy Realm!
Even, I don't dare to imagine if the Xuan Sage Ancestor is aware of it.
If you don't notice it, you shouldn't!
It was a strong man who had lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, and could be called the oldest creature in Shenzhou, and the most proficient in divination!
If you are aware of it, why not let an extraterritorial heavenly demon, with the skin of the human race, stir up the wind and rain under his nose for so many years, and ignore it?
No, it's not ignoring!
"What conspiracy do you have with the Xuansheng Ancestor, do you intend to cause trouble to the human race and subvert Shenzhou?"
Zhao Shuhang was startled and asked sharply.
I can't help but think so, for example, what Wu Ming has done over the years seems to have no entanglement with the Xuan Sage Ancestor, but one by one, which one is not contrary to the layout of the temples and contrary to interests?
Until now, all the saints have disregarded their faces, used their own means, broke through the barriers of heaven and earth in Kunlun Mountain, and sent so many treasures, just to kill Wu Ming and never suffer in the future.
Could it be that the current situation in Shenzhou has been eroded to such a state?
"Huh!"
Wu Ming shook his head with a smile, and said lightly, "Now you don't look like you have just won the game, what's the matter, are you afraid?"
"Humph!"
The corners of Zhao Shuhang's eyes twitched, and the anger on Junwei's face was fleeting, but he calmed down for a moment, and looked at Wu Mingdao with a frown, "I know, you want to mess with my mind, but with your current situation, there is no possibility of escaping at all." ”
"Oh, so what are you afraid of?"
Wu Ming smiled lightly.
The corners of Zhao Shuhang's lips twitched, and he was silent.
yes, what is he afraid of?
As far as he is concerned, although he is not very angry, he can answer the question, which is undoubtedly avoiding Wu Ming's edge.
It's not cowardice, what is it?
Whether it is as a holy prince, or the power of the holy realm, or even the dignity of peerless pride, he is not allowed to be timid and afraid, but his own pride does not allow him to lie.
Yes, you can only be silent!
Because, he is really afraid, afraid of the little brother in front of him who he witnessed with his own eyes, step by step, and now that he once did not take it to heart!
As the saying goes, the one who knows himself best is always the enemy, even more so than he knows himself.
Although it is absolutely one-sided, it is not unreasonable!
Over the years, Zhao Shuhang has also had ups and downs, and in the spotlight, when he was about to reach the top, he was pulled off the altar by Wu Ming himself and fell into the quagmire.
How many bitterness and bitterness there were during the period, Zhao Shuhang asked himself to taste it, and he knew better how difficult Wu Ming's past was.
After all, from the very beginning, the two sides were at different starting lines.
In an unfair environment, Wu Ming moved forward in adversity, step by step, and walked in front of him several times, even when he was weak, he never lost a single ounce in momentum.
It is precisely because of this that Zhao Shuhang knows a lot about Wu Ming's past, and his understanding is extremely detailed.
This is a wise man with a mind like a demon, unparalleled wisdom, and a strategic strategy, and a decisive victory thousands of miles away!
Thinking of the news he got before, Wu Ming was exiled here because of the Xuansheng Ancestor's action, and the news to the outside world was a treasure that was handed over to the Xuansheng Ancestor for safekeeping before Han Sheng's fall.
Thinking of Han Sheng's death again, Zhao Shuhang couldn't help but feel cold all over his body, thinking that Wu Ming, who was transformed by this extraterritorial heavenly demon, colluded with Xuansheng Ancestor and killed Han Sheng together.
Now, Wu Ming appears here, and it is more likely that he has already had a layout!
Otherwise, why would he be so defenseless and enter such a Jedi?
"Doesn't that seem strange?"
Wu Ming looked at Zhao Shuhang with a smile, his eyes flashing with undisguised mockery.
"Not bad!"
Zhao Shuhang took a deep breath, admitted calmly, and said in a deep voice, "What do you have to rely on, dare to come alone, this is Kunlun Mountain, with the general trend of the hundred schools of thought to cut off the luck of the Divine Dao, even if you have the means to reach the sky, you will never be lucky!"
He knew very well that his previous state was wrong, and he was almost led by Wu Ming's nose.
But it's no wonder that this is the case, if you change someone, even if it is a holy realm power, you will enter the urn, because every word Wu Ming said, the shock brought to him was really too great!
It was so big that with his holy realm power, it was difficult to control himself, and he couldn't help but think a lot, and even had distracting thoughts.
"Yes, Kunlun Heavenly Palace is the last continuation of the Shinto inheritance, and now there are only a few lonely souls and wild ghosts left, like rats in the yin and ditch, hiding everywhere, and still self-righteous!"
Wu Ming shook his head with a smile, his words were full of contempt, and he even mocked Zhao Shuhang, "It's a pity that you don't know the situation in the bureau, and since you have obtained that person's legacy, you have been able to achieve the holy realm position, why did you forget, that is a true god?"
"The ...... True God?"
Zhao Shuhang's eyes froze, muttered to himself, and said in a terrified voice, "Peerless God of War, Martial Arts God!"
Throughout the ages, Shinto has spirits, but there are seventy-two sages in the temples, not like immortals, but better than immortals.
But there are always exceptions, there are one or two, and there are outliers that cannot be measured by common sense!
The peerless god of war who once cut off the dragon vein of the pre-Qin dynasty and almost created the unification of Shenzhou, even if he was counted by a hundred schools of thought, and there was a prosperous era of the Han Dynasty, it was difficult to hide his edge, and he was named the god of martial arts!
Even if he died in Wujiang, the relics of the true dragon left behind still affect future generations and affect the minds of many strong people.
Even he, Zhao Shuhang, is also able to break through the realm and be canonized first, leading the overall situation today.
The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear!
"Do it!"
Zhao Shuhang's eyelids drooped slightly, his pupils shrank and shrank, and in a moment of horror, he burst into tears.
"It's late!"
Wu Ming smiled indifferently, his right hand suddenly spread out, and the four dragon shadows in it flashed, one submerged into the void of the sky, and the other submerged into the ground.
Buzz rumble!
In an instant, the heavens and the earth shook, the wind and clouds changed, and the thunder roared, as if the universe was reversed, making the originally silent Kunlun Mountain seem to move into a distorted strange space out of thin air.
As strong as Zhao Shuhang, a newly promoted Saint Realm powerhouse, he felt unsteady on his feet, as if he was tied to a wheel, and then spun wildly.
Boom Boom!
At the same time, in the winding and distorted light and shadow, a terrifying and incomparable aura was vented, each of which was not weaker than a Saint Realm powerhouse.
"It really looks up to me!"
Wu Mingjian raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him with some understanding.
Counting the past, it turned out to be no less than eight holy realm powers, and the terrifying aura of dozens of pseudo-saints formed a heaven-sealing Jedi qi machine sympathy, enveloping the entire Kunlun Mountain.
But unfortunately, when Wu Ming threw all the forbidden streamers obtained from the True Dragon Key into this void, this world had already been disrupted.
The so-called heaven and earth net, sealing the heavens and the earth, has directly become a joke.
Being able to barely maintain the formation without chaos, and not directly disintegrating in this power that moves mountains and seas and changes the heavens and the earth, can be regarded as an extraordinary means of all saints.
Yes, this is indeed the means of all saints!
In other words, this is a head-to-head duel between the saints and Wu Ming through the hands of Zhao Shuhang and other contemporary Tianjiao of Shenzhou.
With the means of these people, how can such a desperate formation be arranged, even Zhao Shuhang can't do it.
Going deeper, this is the unyielding will of a martial true god, spanning from the Middle Ages to the present and the present, sending out an unwilling roar to the saints!
"Gale ......"
Zhao Shuhang only felt that the sky was spinning, his ears were dizzy, and after achieving the Holy Body, he not only felt dizzy, but also had a feeling of nausea and vomiting, but what shocked him the most was that it seemed to be a roar across the ages.
Solemn, **, solemn, indescribable condensation, but also with the neatness of thousands of troops and horses, a shout, Zhao Shuhang's holy will was agitated, and his mind was unstable.
In a trance, Zhao Shuhang saw the flag swaying, the soldiers were like a forest, and thousands of troops and horses were in front of him!
Zhao Shuhang shook his head vigorously, wanting to expel this illusion from his mind, but was shocked to find that this was not an illusion, but a real phantom!
I don't know how many years ago, the remnants of the military soul that remained here reappeared in unwillingness and anger!
Vaguely, there is a big chess stick among thousands of troops, hunting and hunting, like thunder, and the murderous word 'Chu' on it is waving in the wind!
"The two armies are fighting, and the fight will be the first!"
In the majestic thunderous roar, the earth-shattering sound of drums rang out, resounding through the sky and shaking the sky.
"Tremble, tremble!"
Thousands of troops and horses are idle, thousands of voices are like one, the sand is like waves, and the anger is rushing into the sky.
Buzz!
In the roar like the earth dragon turning over, Kunlun Mountain seemed to collapse in an instant, turning into a high platform, surrounded by torches hunting, reflecting the sky.
On the high platform, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, as if dividing the heavens and evolving the heavens and the earth, with four big characters built-in - Chu River and Han Realm!
A ** day reflects the sky, the light shines on all worlds, dazzling.
Look carefully, where is a ** day, it is clearly a ruler long, the shape is clumsy, the wedge is engraved with the dragon and the tiger, and there is a token of the ancient seal pattern of the "war".
"Point Commander, Holy Martial Battle Order!"
Zhao Shuhang gasped, staring at the token, surrounded by thousands of military souls, although it was empty, it seemed to suppress the high platform of the world.
Confucianism has holy scriptures, Legalism has a net of heaven and earth, Mojia has conformism, soldiers have a bit of a general, gather generals and drums, and have a peerless battle flag!
However, in countless wars, although the treasures of each family have been inherited, more of them have suffered heavy losses and even damage.
Among them, the soldiers suffered the heaviest losses.
Legend has it that the Dianjiangtai has long been shattered, the Jujiang drum is nowhere to be found, and the Wushuang battle flag has been burned!
But he never thought that the Dianjiangtai was actually hidden in the relics of the true dragon, hidden by the peerless god of war, and broke the layout of the saints in one fell swoop!
Only this condensed soldier's supreme fighting spirit and can be called a holy treasure can have such power!
Not to mention, there is also the legend that all martial artists must be in awe of the three-point holy martial battle order!