"Eh, I was going to tell you when you reached the God Emperor realm, but now it seems that it's time to tell you," Empress Yaqi said solemnly.

Without waiting for Zhang Zifeng to speak, Empress Baqi said, "That's right, when the major powerhouses entered the Bronze Juque, it was indeed initiated by the Martial God Temple. ”

"Do you want to go in knowing it's dangerous?" Zhang Zifeng said.

"You don't understand, in fact, back then, with our top ten peak God Emperors, the Martial God Temple couldn't help us, and there was another reason why we really wanted to go in all."

"What is the reason?"

"Push the limits!" Empress Baqi said coldly.

"Pushing the limits?" Zhang Zifeng said, "Like your predecessors, you are already in the God Emperor Realm, and you have obtained the power of one person under ten thousand people in this world, why do you have to break through the limit." ”

"You also know that the Ten Peak God Emperors also have the restrictions of the Nine Heavens, and the lowest God Emperor is also the strength of the Seven Heavens, and I am the Nine Heavens of the God Emperor Realm."

Empress Yaqi laughed at herself:

"Strength is something that really makes a person crazy sometimes, when you reach a limit level, you want to break through to a higher level, that's right, the legend is that there is a realm beyond the God Emperor, and the Martial God Temple, as a leader in the martial arts world, personally said that if you want to break through to a higher level, the secret is in the bronze giant."

This is also why the terrifying existence of the Ten Peak God Emperors will also step into it.

"Then why are they all wiped out inside and buried here?" Zhang Zifeng's heart beat and said seriously.

Empress Baqi was silent for more than ten seconds, obviously recalling the terrible weirdness of the past, and her voice couldn't stop the fear.

"Because of one person," Empress Yaqi said quietly.

The voice stirred in Zhang Zifeng's ears, filled with a terrifying chill,

"Who?"

"Remember what I told you, the Bronze Giant is like a hell, where there is the most evil power in this world, this power does not belong to the Five Elements, but it is better than the Five Elements."

"And this evil power all comes from that person, whether it is the so-called small lord or the big lord, they are all the embodiment of the power that belongs to that person."

Zhang Zifeng's heart thumped, "Your top ten peak god emperors all lost in his hands?" ”

"No, to be precise, it's a loss, it's better to say that we didn't even see his appearance clearly, including the Ten Peak God Emperors, everyone was defeated under that black fog."

Recalling that terrifying scene to this day, Empress Yaqi must have firmly believed that it must be the ultimate power that surpassed the upper limit of the God Emperor.

Hearing this, Zhang Zifeng frowned and said, "But such a powerful existence, why is it still sealed in the bronze giant?" ”

"I don't know, the existence of the bronze giant is like it doesn't belong to this world, all we can know is what the Martial God Temple knows."

The bronze giant is like a mysterious tomb moving in the distant starry sky, quietly existing in this corner of the world, and the secrets it brings are the pursuit of the Martial God Temple, and it is also pursued by countless martial artists.

It's just that the consequences of this secret are unacceptable to everyone, except for the mysterious organization of the Martial God Temple, of course.

They created the martial arts world and established the complete order of the martial arts world.

In their eyes, the so-called warriors are probably just chess pieces.

Empress Yaqi said earnestly, "Do you know why I chose you?" ”

"Why?"

"Because you have an advantage that a lot of people in this day and age don't have."

"Whether it is a new age or an ancient era, people are too much in pursuit of power, but they don't know that while pursuing power, they also lose themselves and become just crazy beasts."

"And you are different, you are obviously the first human in the new era to enter the Bronze Giant in addition to the Martial God Temple, but you have not lost yourself, on the contrary, you have principles, everything you do now is fighting for your family and friends, so you will be invincible."

Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'm the first person to hear someone praise me like this," the corners of Zhang Zifeng's mouth twitched.

He doesn't have any big ambitions.

At the age of sixteen, he escaped from poverty with tears streaming down his face, just to prove himself so that his father would not suffer.

When he became the most powerful god of war in the history of Yanxia at an astonishing rate, he just wanted to find his biological parents and ask why he abandoned him.

Then he left his hometown and went to the mercenary world, and somehow became the Great Demon King.

A year later, when he found Ji's house, he was no longer accepted, and at that time he was like a child abandoned by the world, crying alone in the heavy rain.

Then he realized that happiness had been in the hot summer, in Yunhai City, in the poor cave, and in the dilapidated courtyard behind the crooked neck tree.

There was also an old father with a dry cigarette in his mouth, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said with a smile, "Stinky boy, come back!" ”

That's it, man.

Happiness is obviously around him, but he chooses to habitually ignore it and pursue greed that shouldn't belong to him.

Zhang Zifeng is thirty years old, and as a parent, he has experienced too much and seen too much.

His body is extremely strong, but his heart is far superior to that of his peers.

He was like an invulnerable machine, but inside it was a bruised heart, tired and embarrassed to move forward with hypocrisy.

In fact, he couldn't stand it for a long time, and he also wanted to be a coward, take Wei Xueyan with him, and live an isolated life with his children.

But he knew that it was not himself, it was not the man Wei Xueyan loved, and it was not the son of his father Zhang Weiguo.

The greater a person's ability, the greater the responsibility, this sentence is the most said by Zhang Zifeng's mentor.

Looking up at the starry sky, a meteor streaked by.

In the dark night, the young man seemed to have become sixteen years old, the young man with firm eyes, slow silence, and dark skin.

"Dad, I'm sorry, my unfilial son has broken your heart all these years, and in the end it is heaven and earth!"

Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly, sighed deeply, and said, "Don't worry, you go well, my sister I will take good care of it, don't smoke over there, don't do useless things when you're tired for the rest of your life." ”

"Martial God Temple, do you want to go?" The Empress of Yagi said.

"Go, why don't you go," Zhang Zifeng lay at the end of the desert, a cold wind howled, and he couldn't help but hold the cold golden token.

As Empress Yaki said.

Now he has so much to carry.

Father, the old god of war, Yan Xia, the mercenary world, Satan's technology industry, and even the Ji family that he once hated.

He had no choice.

If he once fought for himself, now he can say with a clear conscience, "He is moving forward for his family and friends who support him." ”

Zhang Zifeng slowly took out his mobile phone and took the lead in dialing the phone number in the employment community.

"Hey, I, your king, in seven days, the mercenary world will participate in the summoning of the Martial God Temple as a third-class combat force."

Hung up the phone and dialed Satan Technologies once again.

Everything is so calm and resolute,

When everything was in order, Zhang Zifeng got up and patted his buttocks, and disappeared into the night with a cigarette in his mouth.