Chapter 42: Killing the Immortal King is like mowing grass

Meng Chuan took out the Immortal Ding and asked this Zun Ding, his doubts, the Immortal Ding should be able to answer them.

The immortal weapon has a spirit, and Meng Chuan is ready to use it, after all, this Zunding has never communicated with the four of Kungu, which shows that it is very cold.

"I can tell you what I know."

Meng Chuan was stunned, he didn't expect to get a direct response, aren't you a cold Ding?

I'm afraid that the four of Kungu will come back to life in anger!

"Why?" Meng Chuan asked, he just obtained the Immortal Ding, and he has never refined, it can't be because he is handsome.

"I feel a familiar aura in you, which is the root of the death of the previous spirit."

Xianding's answer was unexpected by Meng Chuan, a familiar atmosphere? Could it be that the machine spirit thinks of me as someone's reincarnation? And the last spirit? Now this immortal artifact was born later?

"Tell me everything you know." Meng Chuan looked at Xianding and said in a cold tone.

"I've lost most of my memories, and although I was born in this Ding, the previous machine spirit didn't leave me much." Xianding sent out his thoughts and told Meng Chuan.

"I only remember one thing, and that is related to the breath on your body, and the death of the previous spirit, the two are together."

"The owner of this venerable tripod has just become a quasi-immortal king, it should be called this, which is more profound in not many memories." The Immortal Ding Instrument Spirit recalled, it was not like a fake.

"This tripod is his weapon, he wants to sublimate it into a quasi-king weapon, he has just started his sacrifice, and then the most terrifying disaster happened." The Immortal Ding Instrument Spirit said this, and there was a slight tremor on the ding body, as if he was afraid.

"Someone has entered the world where the master of the Immortal Ding is located, that is, the world recorded in the inheritance, and a person has killed it alone!" The machine spirit spoke with awe, even if it didn't witness it in person, it only got some pictures from its broken memories, which made this machine spirit almost collapse.

Meng Chuan looked at Xianding and had some guesses, but he didn't say anything to interrupt Xianding.

"Those so-called immortal kings who are known as immortal calamities were killed by that person like mowing grass" What the Immortal Ding Instrument Spirit said was too shocking, but Meng Chuan's face was calm, he probably knew what was going on.

"Later, that person killed into the depths of the world, and the owner of this Ding, and the previous machine spirit, fell because of this." The Immortal Ding Instrument Spirit told everything he knew.

After hearing this, Meng Chuan asked a little strangely: "Do you want to say, your master ......?"

"It's not my master, it's the master of the previous machine spirit of this Ding!" The Immortal Ding Instrument Spirit interrupted Meng Chuan and said directly, and in his words he was very dissatisfied with Meng Chuan's calling the quasi-Immortal King its master.

"Okay, well, then you want to say that the previous master of the machine spirit participated in that battle and died?" If that's the case, it's outrageous.

"How is that possible!" The Immortal Ding Instrument Spirit said in a disdainful tone, "When that invincible powerhouse slaughtered the Immortal King, an aftermath that was unintentionally dispersed directly shocked the quasi-king to death, including the previous Instrument Spirit, was also directly dispersed by the shock!" ”

"That aftermath directly cleansed all the Great Dao imprints left by the quasi-king in the immortal ding, and the quasi-king's power in the ding was also cleansed, leaving only the purest power remaining."

"After that, this tripod was beaten out of that world, and the tripod body was directly torn apart, until I was born, I took the initiative to stimulate the power of the quasi-king, and slowly repaired this tripod." When the immortal ding machine spirit talked about that time, he still had palpitations.

Meng Chuan nodded silently, this is right, how could a "rookie" like the quasi-immortal king be qualified to participate in that battle.

"This Venerable Ding once felt the breath of that supreme powerhouse, and it is somewhat similar to you." Xian Ding said the reason why he felt that Meng Chuan's breath was familiar, and then hesitated for a moment, and said in awe: "I remember, that strong man was called by those immortal kings, desolate!" ”

Meng Chuan nodded, he had already guessed in his heart that the battle that the Immortal Ding Instrument Spirit said was like mowing grass, it should be the battle of the Emperor of the Wasteland to pacify the foreign land.

As for the somewhat similar aura to the wilderness, let this Venerable Ding casually go to the universe to pull a monk can also have this feeling, it's just a matter of whether it is strong or not.

It's as if anyone in the heaven-shading world is not cultivating with the body as a species......

"But ......" Looking at this immortal weapon, Meng Chuan said silently in his heart: "I didn't expect this Ding to be a licking dog in the immortal weapon." ”

It may be that all traces of the quasi-immortal king in the Ding have been erased, and the last power that this Ding feels is the power of the Desolate Heaven Emperor.

After the birth of this new spirit, he had no feeling for the former quasi-king, and even only thought that the quasi-king was just the owner of the previous machine spirit, and had nothing to do with him, and he was still a little disdainful when it came to the quasi-king.

On the contrary, he admired Shi Hao very much, and even felt cordial to the system passed down by Shi Hao......

Lick the dog, no, lick Ding......

So far, some of the confusion has been solved, and Meng Chuan also clearly knows the beginning and end of the incident, but even greater doubts have been born.

From the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven to the present, what happened to the Boundary Sea? It will become like that, in the former boundary sea, the true immortal cannot last forever, and the immortal king will be lost, but now, although it is not something that can be peeped into in the humanitarian realm, but a fairy weapon can protect four statues in the boundary sea for five thousand years, and the real immortal is estimated to be able to move freely in the boundary sea.

Meng Chuan pondered deeply, considered various possibilities, and finally, Meng Chuan made a decision.

He opened the chat panel!

Meng Chuan: Good evening

Zhang Sanfeng: Good morning

Yuan Dagu: Good afternoon

There's nothing that can't be solved by a water group, and if there is, it's that the water isn't long enough!

Meng Chuan: I have something to say!

Ancient One: The Great Emperor, you say

Meng Chuan: This and so, and so and so and so

Then Meng Chuan roughly talked about his discovery in the group.

Lu Mingfei: Tsk, miserable, really miserable

Bibi Dong: Who do you say is miserable @Lu Mingfei, you haven't been very diligent in going online recently

Lu Mingfei: The four people in Kungu are the worst, I've been a little busy lately, and I'm about to graduate

Lu Mingfei: You think that these four people, immortals descended from the sky, and went all the way to the peak of their world, this is simply the template of the protagonist! It's a pity, it's a

Zhang Sanfeng: Ming Fei is right, but it's a pity

Yuan Dagu: The real person is right, but it's a pity

Bibi Dong: I'm right, it's not a pity!

Bibi Dong: Don't worry, Emperor, your realm sea shouldn't affect your safety @Meng Chuan

Meng Chuan: I'm sorry, I didn't worry

When Bibi Dong saw Meng Chuan's words, he was angry and threw his job directly.

"I'm still comforting you in the group while eating, that's how you react!" Bibi Dong was very angry, only feeling that he had paid by mistake after all, and at the same time deeply understood a truth, in the group.

"None of the people surnamed Meng are good people!"

Meng Chuan really didn't worry, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the Boundary Sea were still separated, and if there was any trouble, it would be impossible to find him in the last tens of millions of years.

Meng Chuan: You're graduating? @路明非, are you going to that vigorous (miserable) literary club graduation party?

Lu Mingfei: Emperor, I'm not the decrepit boy I used to be......

Meng Chuan: Okay, Brother Lu!

After a while, looking at the system prompts that had appeared for several days, Meng Chuan looked at Lu Mingfei's dark avatar again, laughed, and then discussed some things with Lu Mingfei and other group members behind his back.

System prompt: Administrator Meng Chuan's permissions have been increased three times, and the function of crossing the world is turned on, and you can go to the world of group members!