Wei Wuji's perception of Emperor Shakti is not the slightest mistake.

Although this guy has two thousand years of accumulation and strong martial arts, he has never had the heart of a strong man.

If you find something wrong, you will run away.

This ability to see opportunities, the speed of escape, has become the most difficult to change characteristic integrated into his bone marrow.

In fact, this is also inextricably linked to his special own experience.

The old monster who has lived for 2,000 years was originally just an inconspicuous alchemist under Qin Shi Huang.

The First Emperor's order asked him to lead an elite army of 20,000 to kill the phoenix, take its blood, and refine the elixir of immortality.

Sweeping Liuhe, the first emperor of the ages, supreme status and power, everything in this world is at his fingertips.

The only thing that cannot be controlled by oneself is oneself, and the life that is constantly consumed as time goes by.

It's still the same cliché, death, which is predestined from the moment life begins.

However, in this world, there are too few people who can accept death willingly.

"This old monster who has lived for two thousand years is really a little capable." Looking at the back of Emperor Shakti who had left decisively, Wei Wuji put his hands behind his back, and there was a sigh in his eyes.

This old monster, who has accumulated two thousand years of skill, is really beyond the normal peak of this era.

But even so, it can't reach the point where it is worthy of Wei Wuji's fear and embarrassment.

In big trouble, it is natural to kill the matter on the spot by all means.

It's a small trouble, but there's no need to be in such a hurry.

Let's see how far he can jump.

If the prediction is correct, even if there is his own intervention, he has changed the plot of many original lines.

With the nature of the emperor, he will still inevitably embark on the path of self-inflicted death.

This is not only the inevitability of the plot, but also the personal experience and temperament.

"What are you going to do with her?" Although Kong Ci was born from death, he seems to be a walking corpse at the moment, without any self-consciousness at all.

It is already against the natural nature of heaven to let a life that has completely lost its vitality and regain its vitality.

"This ·····" This realistic problem made Nie Feng feel embarrassed.

After all, they are no longer the celibate they were back then, and there are indeed many difficulties and inappropriateness in keeping the resurrected Kong Ci by their side.

"Nie Feng has something to ask for, and he asks the city lord to fulfill it." Nie Feng flashed a flash of wisdom and said to Wei Wuji.

"Do you want me to let Qin Shuang out?" In Wei Wuji's deep eyes, Nie Feng did not have the slightest fear and retreated.

"Both of us have our own beloved at the moment, and although we are very happy about Kong Ci's resurrection, there are indeed many inconveniences for her to follow us."

"What's more, she has a marriage matchmaking contract with Senior Brother Shuang······" Bu Jingyun's hand, because of Nie Feng's words, shook uncontrollably.

Regardless of whether there is a calculation of the hero, after all, several of their brothers who grew up together have turned against each other for the sake of Kong Ci.

In the end, Kong Ci and Qin Shuang finally achieved their final marriage.

Bu Jingyun wanted to do something, but he didn't know what to do.

Now he is no longer alone, no matter what, he can't abandon Chu Chu, a girl who has a deep affection for him.

When for the opening of the peerless sword, Yu Chuchu did not hesitate to sacrifice his blood and life.

Even Bu Jingyun, who does not cry death, shed the hottest tears.

At the same time, it is also the most important decision to fall in my heart, in this life, it is impossible to let this woman leave him.

I really can't say anything about this, I tossed it around, and finally returned to the original point.

Fortunately, they have now found their respective destinations.

That's the only takeaway.

"Alright! After she recovers, someone will arrange for you to go to see Qin Shuang. After thinking for a moment, Wei Wuji agreed to Nie Feng's request.

"It's just that you should have a number in mind. Although I don't necessarily care about a Qin Shuang, I don't want to mess around. Although he agreed to Nie Feng's request, Wei Wuji would not be left behind.

After many times of means and planning, it was not easy to get to the current situation.

If someone disturbs, Wei Wuji will never tolerate it.

"Nie Feng knows this matter in his heart. The unified rivers and lakes are, after all, orderly, and the best for the people of the world. "The origin of the Tianxia Society, as well as the experience during this time, and what he saw with his own eyes, made Nie Feng deeply understand what kind of harm the turmoil has brought to the people living in this land.

"In fact, I have another suggestion for you to refer to the resolution of this matter."

"Perhaps in your memory, she is Kong Ci who once grew up with you and occupied a very important position in your heart."

"But in my eyes, she is a whole new life." With supreme Xuangong, he helped Kong Ci to resurrect, and gave her a new name and identity definition.

Among them, there is the plan of Emperor Shakti to continue to control the wind and clouds like a tyrant, using Kong Ci as a pawn.

From Kong Ci's point of view, the primitive body, the re-memory and identity, represent a new identity that is completely different from the past.

Without those entanglements in the past, her life may be quite happy.

At the very least, you don't have to be a chess piece that is completely out of your control, and in the control of others, a complete woman is divided into three parts and divided into three different men.

"The meaning of the city lord, the two of us have understood. Rest assured, the lord of the castle, we will consider it carefully. Wei Wuji's proposal made Fengyun and the two stunned for a moment, and their eyes flashed with thought.

"Damn Xuanwu True Skill! God damn bastard! "The secret place of the Heavenly Gate, the retreat of the Emperor.

Seeing the temples on his head and a few dazzling frost whites, Emperor Shakti couldn't help but grit his teeth and curse.

For 2,000 years, he has attained a life that is difficult for ordinary people to enjoy, as well as glory and wealth.

Aging, but after all, it is difficult to remove a thorn in his heart.

In addition to power, a long life is also enough to make it difficult for any person to control the temptation of madness.

And the biggest dream of Shakti, who has achieved this goal, is to stop aging himself.

A long life, which he has enjoyed for two thousand years.

However, at the age of seventy or eighty, in a state of dying old age, he spent a long life of unknown years in the future, but it was really not what Emperor Shakti wanted.

Every time he thought that one day he would be dying of old age, Emperor Shakti couldn't help but feel a blackness in front of his eyes.

"Master, are you alright?" A gentle voice like a spring breeze entered the secret room.

Only this true master of the Heavenly Gate can make this proud Divine Mother behave like such a daughter.

"I'm fine, don't bother me." One sentence made the Mother of God, who did not dare to have any doubts, retreat, and Shakti fell into deep thought.

"Looks like I should start the dragon slaying project as soon as possible."

The phoenix blood has endowed Emperor Shakti with the ability to be immortal and immortal, but he is invincible against the martial arts who have the true skill of Xuanwu.

While causing himself to be hit hard, Xuanwu True Skill was like a natural nemesis for him, but it also completely destroyed the immortal and immortal characteristics contained in the phoenix blood.

Although the remaining power of the phoenix blood was enough to ensure his long life, it would inevitably make him enter a state of aging.

Especially when he is hurt, this aging will manifest itself in him more quickly than usual.

At first, when he discovered this change, Shakti panicked and was full of confusion.

The top ten martial artists are invincible, no matter how amazing and glamorous, and what great achievements they have achieved.

In Shakti's eyes, it was no different from an ant.

At the level of life, Emperor Shakti had the qualifications to despise Wu Invincible.

No matter how great the talent achievement, in the face of limited life, it is all a void.

When people are gone, there is naturally nothing.

But what he didn't expect was that this ant, who was not looked at in his eyes, ended up fighting with him, not only hurting him, but also destroying his guarantee of immortality.

If he had the chance to see that bastard again, Shakti swore that if he was allowed to live comfortably, he would have lived for two thousand years in vain.

However, this is all for the future, and for now, it is better to find a way to solve your own predicament as soon as possible.

Although Emperor Shakti did not have the heart that a warrior should have, these two thousand years have not been in vain.

In a very short period of time, he sensed that Wu Wuyi had the ability to inflict this kind of damage on him.

It's all because of the invincible martial arts - Xuanwu Zhengong.

His immortality, immortality and immortality, fundamentally speaking, are still brought by phoenix blood.

And the Xuanwu of the water attribute and the phoenix of the fire attribute themselves have congenital nemesis.

Therefore, if you want to recover this damage, you must find a treasure that can prevent water and increase fire.

For the various divine beasts in heaven and earth, Emperor Shakti, who has a deep understanding, thought of the divine dragon and thought of the dragon yuan.

Among the attribute characteristics, the dragon belongs to the wood of the five elements.

Raise wood with water, and increase fire with wood.

According to Emperor Shakti's calculations, Long Yuan not only had the ability to avoid the damage of Xuanwu True Skill, but also could further stimulate the power of phoenix blood.

When the time comes, he will not only be able to easily solve the problem of aging, so that he can truly return to the state of immortality and immortality, even if he is a true martial artist, he will not be able to destroy the immortality for the second time.

Maybe it's okay, let him rejuvenate.

If he really wants to act according to his expectations, and finally accomplish it, although the heaven and earth are large, there is no one who is his opponent.

He will truly reach the point where he is the only one and does as he pleases.

The more I thought about it, the more appropriate it became, and the more I thought about it, the more fanatical I became, and I also made up my mind to slay the dragon.

However, this is not so easy to do, and it has to be carefully planned.

The power of the divine dragon, among the many divine beasts, can be said to be the first deservedly.

Even with his two thousand years of skill, he was not sure of defeating the Divine Dragon.

It seems that we have to carefully find a few suitable chess pieces.

A vast plan, gradually perfected by Shakti's thoughts.

"The mud bodhisattva has seen the city lord and thanked the city lord for his life-saving grace." After explaining the affairs of the two of them, after checking the territory belonging to Wushuang City by the way, Wei Wuji returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

In the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, there were already two familiar figures who had not been seen for a long time, and they had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as he saw Wei Wuji, Shi Wuzun, who was deeply impressed by the changes in the Peerless City, bowed respectfully to the Peerless City Lord.

Wushuang City can have the current situation, and there is no doubt about the meritorious role of this young city lord.

And the mud bodhisattva made a big gift directly to Wei Wuji, whether out of sincere gratitude or out of consideration for saving his life.

In fact, Wei Wuji can indeed afford the great gift of the mud bodhisattva, if it weren't for Wei Wuji, I am afraid that the mud bodhisattva would have died in pain in heaven.

Even if he can escape the Heavenly Tribulation, he can't escape the pursuit of the Twelve Demons of Tianchi.

Those twelve lost dogs, the ability to kill people, there is really no need to question.

"Before the Ming people, don't speak secret words. I save you, not simply kind, but also with my consideration. Wei Wuji waved his hand, and the mud bodhisattva stood up.

Compared with this kind of vain words, Wei Wuji pays more attention to reality.

"If the city lord has something, it doesn't hurt to speak out. If the mud bodhisattva can do it, he will never shirk. The mud bodhisattva didn't hesitate at all.

In fact, for him, this state is the most reassuring thing for him.

"This is naturally a good statement, but with my understanding of your temperament, you have a great possibility of exonerating this matter." Wei Wuji looked at the mud bodhisattva with a smile, which made this well-deserved world's first phase master feel a kind of can't help but be shocked.

"The city lord should not scare me again." After calming his mind, the mud bodhisattva smiled slightly bitterly.

"If you mud bodhisattvas become waste, there are not many capable people in this world." A waste, how can it be worthy of hegemony, such a big fight.

"The city lord praises falsely, I really dare not be." The mud bodhisattva arched his hand and smiled bitterly in his heart.

In contrast, he would rather be an obscure, unnoticeable piece of waste.

"Just for one thing, I hope you can answer me honestly, where are you crying?" Wei Wuji's direct words made the mud bodhisattva, who had already made some mental preparations, stunned for a moment.

He had imagined countless possibilities, but he didn't expect that Wei Wuji would actually ask him about the whereabouts of Tian Wai.

How did this young city lord know that he knew the whereabouts of the Heavenly Cry?

"You see, that's not what I expected." The mud bodhisattva's reaction was not Wei Wuji's expectation.

In fact, for the mud bodhisattva, Wei Wuji did not rely on it like Xiongba.

For the so-called Mandate of Heaven, there is nothing too obsessed.

There is also an indescribable curiosity about the Heavenly Cry Sutra written by Cangjie and claimed to be able to see through the fate of all living beings.