Chapter 379: Emperor Ming
Although the heavenly tribulation has passed, the voice of the Heavenly Dao has always echoed in Wang Feng's ears, and he was about to stay away, and he was a little angry in his heart, and the sky was still in his hand, and suddenly a wave of anger greeted the sky. Everyone was still sighing that there really was such a monk in the world who didn't care about the way of heaven, and at this moment they really felt this momentum of being the enemy of heaven. Especially when Wang Feng looked back, the heavens and the earth moved, and there was a look of disgust in his eyes, contempt for the words of the Heavenly Dao in his ears. β
All the monks below looked at the heavens and the earth, and at this moment, they didn't know why they dared to be the enemy of the heavens in front of this person. One person raised his knife and pointed directly at the black clouds that were about to disperse and shouted: "Does the so-called heaven only dare to hide behind the catastrophe like this and speak?"
It sounds like just ordinary words, but this is talking to the sky, Wang Fengdao pointed to the sky and continued: "Originally, Wang's last knife will be sent to you after the consummation, it seems that there is no need." β
Wang Feng, who had already crossed the tribulation and achieved the transformation of the gods, turned around and turned to the sky again at this moment, this time not to cross the tribulation, but to raise a knife to kill the sky. This knife does not have the power of the law of the celestial phenomenon, nor does it have the shadow clone of the earth, it is just a simple person carrying a knife and facing the sky alone. This knife looks very ordinary, only the knife in his hand, facing the ethereal Heavenly Dao, none of the monks present seem to be able to feel it deeply, but the man wearing a golden dragon robe who has been in the Jinling Imperial Capital looks up very really. Especially which immortal behind the black cloud actually felt afraid, and looked at the immortal full of fear with his eyes in confusion and said: "It is really ridiculous that the immortal who is high above also has a day when he is frightened, and it is okay if such an immortal does not do it." β
Zhu Xiaotian, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty wearing a dragon robe, walked out of the majestic imperial city for the first time in hundreds of years, and this trip was not far away from Jinling.
Wang Feng, who was carrying a knife and heading towards the sky, looked at the sky with a domineering look in his eyes, especially the immortal hiding behind the black clouds, and said: "This knife is temporarily called Demon Slaying, and I only wish to occupy all the pseudo-immortals in the demon world in my heart with one sword." β
There was no gorgeous scene, only this simple knife, and the sword fell into the sky full of black clouds, and disappeared in an instant. Wang Feng, who was standing high in the sky, was a high immortal in the eyes of the Ming monks at this time, and he was not afraid of the thunder and swayed up. There are only three swords in one step of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the three swords are out of the Heavenly Dao, and what is afraid is under the sword.
Looking at the heaven and earth that had dispersed the black clouds, Wang Feng looked affectionately at the earth and was still familiar with the earth, and there was a blurry color in his eyes. Because I don't know if it's wrong or right to do it now, I just hear the sound from the sky and get angry. This kind of voice seems to be the most hateful voice in my heart, the voice of a great enemy rather than an opponent.
Ah Zi, who came from a distance, couldn't help but feel relieved when he looked at the eldest brother who had easily survived the catastrophe, because Ah Zi never thought that the eldest brother would survive the catastrophe with only three swords. The delicate figure appeared in front of Wang Feng and silently looked at the man who had followed him for more than a hundred years, this was the first time that he felt that a real man should be so daring to fight.
Looking at Ah Zi who walked in, Wang Feng gently stroked his jet-black hair with one hand, but he didn't have the momentum of Fang Cai, and gently showed a smile and said, "I'm worried about you." β
After the catastrophe, his hands were covered with dust, and all this was wiped on Ah Zi's hair, Wang Feng didn't notice it, and Ah Zi didn't care, just looked at the eldest brother with a new look after the catastrophe, and didn't say a word, which was better than a thousand words. Because she believed that he could survive this tribulation, this trust did not exist in the cultivation level or high realm. It's just that the moment he left the ancient battlefield with him for the first time, he believed that as long as he was willing to do it, there was nothing wrong, even if everyone thought it was wrong, at least it was right here.
The man in the dragon robe appeared beside Li Changshan, and he didn't move until he watched Wang Feng's last knife, and the elderly Li Changshan turned around and looked at it for thousands of years, as always, Emperor Zhu Xiaotian of the Ming Dynasty said, "See Your Majesty." β
Song Mingwen was even more shocked that he actually attracted the attention of the most powerful person in the Ming Dynasty, and immediately turned around and was about to salute, only to see the man in the dragon robe and said: "Not in the imperial city, today's etiquette is exempt, Mingwen, you can see how he is different from you." β
Song Mingwen, who was amazed several times in a row, looked up at Zhu Xiaotian, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and said: "Back to Your Majesty, it seems that Wang Feng's crossing this time is very extraordinary. It is not an ordinary method of crossing the catastrophe, transforming the passive life of the catastrophe into the active. This kind of catastrophe has never been done before, and it can only be said that it is the first person in thousands of years. As long as you can achieve a character like a god and break through to the Mahayana mirror, it is only a matter of time, but there is one thing that is not advisable. β
The emperor didn't speak, Li Changshan looked at Song Mingwen, the proud son of the Song family of the Ming Dynasty, and said, "In your opinion, what point is not advisable." β
Song Mingwen, who had been thinking for a long time: "It's this last knife, he shouldn't have it." In this way, it will only be more ferocious in the Mahayana Tribulation, that is, it can only stay in the Divine Mirror, which is already the limit, and the Tribulation of the Mahayana Mirror is absolutely impossible, and it is only possible to die under the Heavenly Tribulation. β
The Dragon Robe Emperor glanced at Song Mingwen and said, "This is where you are inferior to Mingli, and even worse than that person." β
Li Changshan looked at Wang Feng, who was in the air for a long time, before he slowly said: "Could it be that he has really comprehended ........?"
These words did not say that the man in the dragon robe had already left and headed towards Wang Feng, and Song Mingwen still looked at the emperor who had left, thinking in his heart what was inferior. was about to ask Li Changshan, but he only heard one sentence: "Think about it yourself, you can't think of anything at all, or don't think that you can surpass those few people." β
Song Mingwen, who was still confused, didn't understand why he was also cultivating, if he had always worked much harder than Song Mingli in cultivation, he had never been able to compare. Zhongli also said the same thing at the beginning, but he hadn't seriously thought about it, but now from the emperor's mouth, there is another unfathomable prime minister who also said the same thing.
Wang Feng looked at the two men who appeared from a distance, one was domineering and the other was heroic and upright, and the two complemented each other. From this point of view, Wang Feng knew very well that these two people were extraordinary, and even as long as any one of them could easily deal with him. Ah Zi showed a kind of hostility and was about to block in front of Wang Feng, and the body that had always been very strong was in front of her, and she was unwilling to move forward. It's not a fear but a belief that as long as he's there, these things will be solved, and it's not a big thing, but there is a moment of willingness to die together.
Before the two of them appeared, the four god-transforming monks who withdrew the formation stood in front of Wang Feng, without a trace of respect, but with might, and the monks who came all over the sky knew which man in dragon robes. Recently, a monk said, "The bold rats dare not salute when they see Your Majesty. β
I saw that Wang Feng still didn't have a trace of consciousness under the fence, and the shouts were even more important to which man in the dragon robe appeared. I only heard a deep voice in the distance: "Now that it's over, please leave, I still have something to say to this fellow Daoist." β
The four made way for a man of extraordinary stature, for the man was the emperor of this vast empire, and no one could dismiss every order. The Song family, which is known as the four great families of the Northern Regions, can't either, as long as it's in the Ming Empire, no one can.
Only at this time, the man and woman looked at this emperor who dominated one side, this emperor was a master who could really decide the situation in the Northern Regions with one word. The closer Wang Feng felt, the more terrifying he felt, this kind of natural domineering aura was the spirit of ten thousand people. I only heard a gentle voice: "Wang Daoyou dares to be the first person to be naΓ―ve, and under the catastrophe, he still does not change anything else." β
Although it was difficult to resist the momentum of this dragon-robed man, Wang Feng still straightened up and was unwilling to bow down by half a point, and said: "Compared to the predecessors who are the masters of this city, Wang Mou is unwilling to disturb the tribulation here. It's just that I was forced to do helplessly, but fortunately it didn't endanger the mortals under my feet, but it still alarmed you to make amends here. β
The man in the dragon robe who laughed out loud looked at Wang Feng, who had always been very ordinary, and with a wave of his arm, it seemed that the land was in his hands, and this kind of imperial atmosphere was in every demeanor. Every move like this is freewheeling, but the old man behind him seems more natural. On the contrary, it is closer to the emperor than at this time, but Wang Feng knows which old man is really difficult to intersect with.
"In this land, you are the only one who dares to cross the catastrophe near Jinling, and there may not be a single one among the tens of thousands of monks in the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, but today it appears in my eyes. Xiaoyou can be willing to enter the dynasty as a general, and the Ming frontier is facing the sea in front of the Western Regions, and the back of 100,000 mountains can enter the Eastern Regions. With the cultivation of the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, he can be crowned a king with the momentum of fighting with the sky, and he can open up the territory and retreat, and he can dominate one side. β
A series of benefits appeared in front of Wang Feng's eyes, especially when he opened his mouth, a king, which was one of the few kings in the Ming Dynasty. Especially in the Ming Dynasty, only the three kings are all Mahayana mirrors, Li Changshan did not expect that the emperor appeared to add a king, or the first time he saw the descendants. Before Wang Feng could speak, Li Changshan said: "Your Majesty, no, I have not yet appeared in the Ming Dynasty a king without any military merits." β
The man in the dragon robe laughed and said, "Isn't the character who dares to fight for heaven worthy of a king? Could it be that there is a second person in the Ming Empire who can fight with the sky and make the immortals retreat step by step?"
The calm Wang Feng didn't expect that just the first time they met, he was a king, and a king of the Ming Dynasty was not comparable to those small countries. Thinking that the emperor of Yan is not even as good as the king of the Ming Dynasty, these Wang Feng have already known a lot in his travels. The Ming Dynasty, which is full of sects and masters, can only be compared with the Great Qin Empire in the entire Northern Regions, and the sects can rarely be compared.
Wang Feng, who was still thinking about it, said unprecedentedly: "Thank you for your support, where can a monk of Yan Kingdom become a king in Daming." This is not what I think in my heart, I have missed my hometown for more than a hundred years on a trip to the Western Regions, and I can't agree to it for a long time. This trip is just passing through Jinling, but it is the fault of letting His Majesty go out of the city in person, if you blame it, please do it. β
The Ming Emperor Zhu Xiaotian looked at the smile on the face of this man he loved very much, but he was more disappointed, this was just a temptation, but also a solicitation. said: "Xiaoyou can have such an idea, I can't refuse." I sincerely invite you to be like Daming, this is your opportunity and my luck. As long as the Ming Mahayana tribulation can raise the strength of the whole country to help, you know that this offense is not as easy as this time, and only a big country like the Ming can help. β
The calm Wang Feng didn't say much, just kept looking at Emperor Zhu Xiaotian of the Ming Dynasty.