After another three or four days, all the blackened skin on Wu Ming's body fell off, revealing the red, tender and smooth flesh inside.

At this time, Wu Ming was already able to walk on the ground, and the injuries on his body were so bad. The immortal golden body even entered the stage of Xiaocheng through this, and the golden light shone as soon as it was lucky, and the whole body was like an extra light mask, half a foot long from the body.

And after this light mask was pierced, Wu Ming's body was still able to defend, and the defense was much stronger than before.

This is not how good Wu Ming's physique is, nor is it what kind of immortal light he got after the Heavenly Tribulation, this is completely relying on the drop of dragon yuan of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, and the effect is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. No wonder Emperor Shakti wanted Long Yuan to continue his life and practice.

When he got the blood of the phoenix, he practiced supreme divine skills. Later, he wanted to slay the dragon to get Long Yuan to continue his life, but finally died at the hands of Broken Waves. There is also a legend that the emperor did not die, but in any case, the medicinal effect of this dragon yuan is very amazing.

The dragon element is like the true element in the human body, but the difference is that the dragon element is liquefied and even solidified to form the dragon ball. The true element can also be liquefied and solidified, some people have imagined it like this, but they have practiced Jindan and achieved Jindan Avenue. In fact, he had already embarked on the path of cultivation and had a disagreement with the martial artist.

The original cultivation method has been changed and innovated by later generations, embarking on different paths, and branching out countless paths to the Great Dao. No one knows who is right and who is wrong, just like the competition between the way of the self and the way of nature, there is no so-called right or wrong, just the path is different.

The Tao is very good, and it is very good.

That's it. A path derives countless paths, and the words are inexhaustible, and the roads are endless.

In any case, it is good to recover the body.

"Ahem, what's the matter?" Wu Ming asked, standing in front of the window.

Behind him, Qin Qing pushed the door in, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the demon master Pang Ban has come! I want to leave here and look for someone from my Qin family, my father said that my Qin family has relatives in Western Xia." Your injuries are almost gone. So"

For some reason, Qin Qing always had an inexplicable fear in his heart when he was looking at Wu Mingshi now. That scene had been lingering in her mind that day, and she didn't know that the road was exciting and wanted to become stronger and stronger. Or afraid of God's might.

Wu Ming was silent. After a long time, he said, "Wait until this big battle is over." I'll send you there. You are alone, I don't worry, I promised him before your father's grave. Will take care of you!"

Qin Qing was also silent, remembering her father's last words, she didn't speak again. In fact, she also knew that the world was chaotic and different from the past. Besides, there was a father who took care of him, and he was alone, could he walk to the Tianshan Mountains?

She didn't dare to think about it, this question was really difficult. Maybe you can, maybe you die halfway. And as the last person in the Qin family, she didn't dare to take this risk. But if he went along, what would he do if he wanted the fist book of the Heavenly Frost Fist? And stay here, but he was uncomfortable.

"Don't think about it, I'm just keeping my promise, and as for those things in your family, I won't care. Wu Ming knew that Qin Qing had a heavy mind, but whoever experienced such a big change would become like this. He can understand it now, because Shi Jingxuan, the most important person to him, is also dead!

Being able to feel this feeling, Wu Ming didn't want to interfere with Qin Qing too much. He even guessed that Qin Qing might be going to get some cheats or something. Back then, playing games, Qin Qingke was so powerful that he wanted to wipe out the Qingcheng faction in a few years! At first, Wu Ming just thought that Qin Qing had a chance encounter, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

Although Qin Qing didn't say anything, he had already shown it.

Qin Qing trembled, nodded, and walked out of Wu Ming's room.

"When will it reach that level?Heh, the way of heaven?" Wu Ming closed his eyes and sighed, feeling bitter in his heart. Now I still can't completely get out of the blow, and when I am alone, I will remember. The scene appeared in front of her eyes, blood splattered on her face, she whispered softly, and she was still smiling before she died.

And he is still alive to this day.

Wu Ming looked at the hazy world outside, and a trace of raindrops hit his face, causing splashes, falling along his cheeks, dripping in front of the window, and telling some things wordlessly.

Dark clouds covered the sky and the sky, and there were no longer so many pedestrians on the streets.

"The big war is about to begin, what does this portend?" Wu Ming shook his head, turned around and closed the window.

Time flies, and another two days have passed. There are more and more people in the Wudi realm, most of them are people in the rivers and lakes, carrying swords in their hands, and they are all running to Wudang Mountain, as for the inn, it is not as good a business as I thought.

Wu Ming also left, leaving Qin Qing at the inn. It was a big battle, Qin Qing couldn't understand it when he went, and most of the people who came were masters, at least they were masters of the martial arts realm.

It's not that there are no low-level martial artists who don't want to go up the mountain, but they can't understand the fight of such masters when they go, but in case they are affected by the pond fish, it is difficult to even dodge, but it is no different from sending them to death. And these martial arts realm warriors, more people from some sects, and people from the beggar gang also came, and it was not Hong Qigong who led the team, although he also came, but the one who walked in the front was a middle-aged man who was nearly two meters tall.

This middle-aged man Wu Ming didn't know, but he could guess who it was, this guy was the Dragon Descending Venerable Qiao Feng of the Beggar Gang!

This kind of grand duel, I don't know how many warriors want to see it.

On Wudang Mountain, many people have gathered in the Zhenwu Palace. An old Taoist priest with crane hair and a childish face sat in it, with white hair hanging down, but his face was very ruddy, he couldn't see many wrinkles, and he had a long white beard under his chin, and several middle-aged Taoist priests sat behind him.

"Is this Zhang Zhenren?" Wu Ming said secretly in his heart, he couldn't see the depth at all. seems to be an ordinary old way, and like an immortal who wants to fly away.

Sit and sing the Huang Ting Sutra and wait for the people who want to come.

is a dusty temperament, and a good real person.

Those who saw it all secretly praised it in their hearts. Who doesn't admire such a person? Who doesn't envy it? This is still a person who should be in the mortal world, and this is completely a person among the gods.

Although several disciples behind Zhang Zhenren are not so dusty, they still have an outstanding demeanor.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang shocked the martial arts.

"Is Zhang Cuishan also there?" Wu Ming sighed, Zhang Wuji was afraid that he would have to recognize each other in the future, Wudang was a family, and all of them were amazing.

There are also several sect masters around, there are Shaolin abbots with several old monks, and people from the Wuyue Sword Sect also came, and the beggar gang Dragon Venerable and Hong Qigong also sat in it, and there was a demonic man, dressed in the robe of the Sun and the Moon.

"Zhang Zhenren, this seat is here!" an arrogant and arrogant voice sounded in the main hall. (To be continued.) )