In cyberspace, there is no hatred.

Countless monks all looked up at the yellow-robed figure on the screen.

Some people looked puzzled, while others showed hatred.

But more often than not, it's an expression of disdain.

Because judging from the scan data transmitted simultaneously by the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Palace, the legendary resurgent person was just a creature of Sequence Five, as for the old man beside him......

"That old man is Chen Bofu."

Li Mobai suddenly heard the master beside him speak, his tone was unconcealable solemn, as if he did not have a good impression of Chen Jing and his grandfather, and there was a kind of disdain between the lines.

"It's really powerful, but he's a madman."

"Crazy ......" Li Mobai remembered some of the past events in the world that Chen Jing had complained about with him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift a smile, but he quickly controlled the micro-expression on his face, for fear of being seen as flawed, "Why is he crazy?" ”

"That old thing has no faith or fear, and there is nothing in this world that he does not dare to do, even if many things will lead to bad consequences, he will do it desperately...... It's just for the sake of heartache. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Dao paused slightly.

"But in recent years, his temper has changed a lot, and it is said that it is because he has a grandson......

"I've seen him in the wanted warrant in Hanging City." Li Mobai said.

Lao Dao shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and his tone was calm: "Like this kind of madman, it is not uncommon for his name to be hung on wanted warrants all over the world. ”

As he spoke, Lao Dao seemed to recall something, and a trace of anger suddenly flashed on his expressionless face.

"This kind of madman is like stinky shit, if you accidentally step on him, he will chase your ass and disgust you, there is no possibility of peace talks with him, and he will lift the table and press your head into the floor at the negotiation table......"

At this moment, a female monk suddenly spoke.

"Judging from the scan data, Chen Bofu's sequence is still the seventh level, but there is something wrong with the energy reaction, it is different from what we recorded in the past, maybe those monks of the hermit sect did not lie to us, Chen Bofu is indeed seriously injured and has not healed......"

"That's going to be easy." Someone followed suit, gloating in a tone of schadenfreude, "A badly injured madman, a resuscitator with only Sequence Five...... We have Yellow Turban wrestlers in place, and it couldn't be easier to get rid of them. ”

"Yellow Turban Lux?" Li Mobai was stunned, this was the first time he had heard of such a thing in the world.

Isn't this the god general immortal in the myths and legends of the world?

……

"Something is approaching us."

Chen Jing looked at the black crystal that kept rotating like a camera, and said to the old man without looking back.

"The breath is very close to yours, and it's likely that it's also a Sequence Seven creature."

"Could it be that the president of their research society is here......" Chen Bofu muttered, touching the stubble on his chin, and feeling that something was not quite right, "No, it may be the vice president......

"How many sequence seven creatures are there in the workshop??" Chen Jing was a little confused by the old man's muttering, because he really hadn't cared about the organization of the [Turing Workshop] before, and only felt that it should be similar to the Hermitage Society......

"Just two." Chen Bofu said with a smile, "Both the president and the vice president, their strength should be equal to the Pope, or even stronger than the Pope...... Oh no. ”

The expression on Chen Bofu's face suddenly changed, and his eyes instantly became solemn as he looked at the silver giant who slammed into the door frame of the palace and slowly walked out.

"Damn, it looks like there are three."

The giant who came out of the palace was about five meters tall, with a slightly disproportionate sturdy figure, and carried something resembling a coffin on his back, like a singer, and erected several yellow flags painted with talismans.

Why is it said that it is out of proportion?

The reason is simple.

Its legs are only two-thirds the length of its arms, and the entire torso of the subject is even shorter, to put it mildly...... This giant is like a walking spinning top, which looks a little funny, but its breath is terrifyingly strong.

The giant's facial features were furious and hideous, similar to the idols that Chen Jing had seen in some religious sites in the world, but those were dead and this one was alive.

Rumble!!!

With a loud bang, the giant that had just stepped out of the threshold of the palace suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already come behind Chen Jing's two grandfathers and grandsons, and the giant fist about the size of a head suddenly raised, and fell down with a momentum of destroying the world and destroying the world.

"Damn, I'm not even afraid of the Pope, and I'm still afraid of you!" Chen Bofu laughed, and did not avoid the fist that fell in front of him, but raised his hand and punched it over.

At this moment.

The old man gives people the feeling that the mantis arm is vulnerable to a car.

His fist, which was smaller than Chen Jing's, was compared to that of a giant...... It cannot be said that it appears to be deterrent, but it can only be said that it looks excessively fragile.

But that's just the punch.

With a loud earth-shattering sound, the giant's fist was directly dented, and the knuckles that were twisted and deformed by the old man's punch made Chen Jing feel a little painful when he looked at it.

Before the giant could react, Chen Bofu suddenly bullied up, and his entire body suddenly turned into black mist, like an old source of pollution in the wasteland, enveloping the giant's body with lightning speed......

"Good grandson! After this crumb came out, it seemed to break the barrier of the palace! There's the breath of a dozen living creatures in there! Over to you! ”

"Okay."

"You know what to do, right?"

"Yes, kill them all."

Chen Jing raised his hand and waved, and the overwhelming deep space color passed through the palace gate, like a torrent of colors surging straight to the deepest part of the hall.

First of all, let the deep space be colorful, Chen Jing followed unhurriedly, planning to go to the palace alone to have a long experience, as for the silver giant outside...... Just leave it to the old man.

Ever since his strength was restored, he had been holding back, and he had hardly met an opportunity for him to vent freely.

Now there is.

And it's also a fairly equal opponent.

It is no exaggeration to say that Chen Jingdu is happy for the old man.

Plus the old man has just received the inheritance of the arsenal, in the words of the old man himself...... In the same sequence, he already has no opponents, so Chen Jing naturally won't worry.

When about to step through the palace gates.

Chen Jing's footsteps paused slightly, and he looked up at the black crystal.

"It's a camera, right?"

After asking this sentence, Chen Jing didn't bother to wait for any response, because his intuition told him that this was the camera, and there seemed to be hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at him on the other side of the camera......

There's no denying it.

That's exactly what the reality is.

In cyberspace, countless Fang Shi were looking at Chen Jing through the screen, and in those clear and soft eyes, they all saw an indescribable majesty and coldness.

It was as if it wasn't some resuscitator standing there.

It was the Yellow King who overwhelmed an era at the beginning.

"When will this guy be promoted to Sequence Five......" Li Mobai looked at the familiar face on the screen, and only felt some indescribable frustration.

And at this very moment.

He suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the sky of hatred had become a little strange.

It seems to be heavy because of Chen Jing's gaze.

Or rather.

Fear.

The eyes that were faintly beating with golden light seemed to have an invisible coercion that could penetrate the image and come to the heavens of hatred.

"I feel very sorry for the Hanging City taking the initiative to provoke a war, because I once thought about making peace with you, and I don't want to fight to the death like the Eternal Night City......

Chen Jing's tone was very calm, although he was talking about the content of the war book, but the soft tone made people feel inexplicably cordial.

However, this kind of cordiality can also be experienced by Li Mobai and all the candidates.

Everyone but them.

Including the old alchemists of Master Li Mobai's generation.

The expressions on everyone's faces became heavy with Chen Jing's declaration of war.

Although they knew that sooner or later there would be such a day, and they were even full of confidence in it, only that they felt that they could kill the resuscitator......

Until they met Chen Jing's gaze.

Until they feel the invisible coercion that passes through space and through images.

Only then did they realize what a terrifying being they were fighting against.

"Now it seems that we have no possibility of peace talks, and the war provoked by you will soon begin......"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Jing in the picture suddenly raised his right hand, and a little golden light flickered at his fingertips, quickly converging into a ball of energy.

"The Hanging City wants war."

"Okay."

"I'll give you war."

"As long as you can bear the consequences of this war."

"Starting today."

"I hope you all have a sense of awe for deep space......"

(End of chapter)