The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 390 Supreme, not to be humiliated (one more)
Between the vast and gloomy sea of ​​clouds, the blazing sunlight was completely cut off, and the dark clouds surged everywhere, forming a chaotic world where things were hard to distinguish. Suddenly, the billowing clouds shattered, and there was a pair of golden wings spread out from behind. His figure shuttled out of the dark clouds at high speed, setting off a large wave of mighty air, and then pierced through the clouds, appeared under the cloudy clouds, and walked in the sky.

Every time the wings of the divine fire flapped, it would leave an obvious and graceful arc in the sky, turning the range of dozens of meters around it into a brilliant red like sunset.

Its mighty momentum is astonishing and unimaginable!

This person……

It was Shen Lang who came all the way from the imperial city of the Donghua Empire to the Black Territory.

It took only two hours to cover a distance of almost 2000 kilometers. Its speed was astonishing, and it had already reached supersonic speed, nearly twice as fast as the Tomahawk missile.

Previously, Shen Lang also had a record of running all the way from Qingcheng, where Tianshu Palace is located, to Nanli Emperor City. He also traversed a distance of 2000 kilometers on foot, but at that time, he ran from one o'clock in the morning to nearly six o'clock in the morning. Just barely arrived.

It took almost 5 hours.

But under the extreme speed of the Golden Crow Wings, this time he only took less than half of the time.

Its speed is probably close to three times the speed of sound.

Compared with more than two months ago, this is a qualitative leap.

At this moment, standing above the void, Shen Lang overlooked the city below.

one place……

A chaotic city.

Where is this place, Shen Lang doesn't know.

All he knew was that his brand of mental power was removed here.

But Shen Lang has no way of tracking where in this city.

but……

This is obviously not a big deal.

Shen Lang's spiritual perception is fully activated. If he is the ninth level of spiritual cultivation, if he does his best, the coverage of spiritual perception is as high as 30 kilometers, while the city below is only 20 kilometers to the left and right, so he can cover the whole field casually.

"found it."

Shen Lang's face was slightly cold, he glanced at the chaotic city below, his eyes were dim, but soon disappeared above, and flew towards the undetectable Wanmu Temple.

Just now, under the perception of Heiyu, the situation in Heiyu was far beyond Shen Lang's expectation.

He never thought that a city could be so chaotic.

Compared with those cities where warriors are supreme, they are even more naked.

Killing and looting can be seen everywhere.

Shen Lang even saw two gangs fighting in the street with a large amount of ammunition.

There is no sense of order in the city at all.

On the contrary, it looks like a dark forest.

The people inside are all beasts who choose and devour.

The only law is natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.

The laws of nature have been brought into full play.

eat human!

From this city, Shen Lang only saw these two words.

Such a place should not exist in this world!

But in such a city, anyone has the responsibility to build it well.

Including the Supreme God of Refining.

With his supreme strength, status, and identity, he can completely respond to everyone, rectify the city, and make the city glow with truth, goodness and beauty.

however……

That person didn't do it.

Instead, he watched helplessly.

In a chaotic world, it is normal for some people to compete for the throne, and some people to live in seclusion in the mountains.

Shen Lang also knew that he could not use his own standards to demand others.

but……

This does not prevent him from having a very good impression of the Supreme God of Refining.

Coupled with the matter of removing the imprint of his mental power and allowing Xiao Ming Wang, an old Lai, to escape punishment, isn't this... just properly helping the evildoer?

Of course, this is just Shen Lang's preconception after all.

With full subjective initiative.

With such a thought, it is likely that he will be unfair.

Wronged good people.

What if others don't know the identity of King Xiao Ming as Lao Lai?
and so……

Shen Lang suppressed the idea of ​​going in directly, and decided to come with a courtesy first and then a soldier.

If this Supreme Alchemist had correct values, he would definitely not cover up an old man.

If he chooses to cover up, then... fine him to rectify the city.

Sheltering Lao Lai is just a matter of character and morality, or being entrusted by others, it is a matter of loyalty, and it is not a crime to die.

While his thoughts were spinning, Shen Lang, wrapped in an astonishing boundless hurricane heat wave, tore through the clouds, and descended on Wanmu Temple like a god and man descending into the world.

Arrived in this Taoist temple hidden in the wild forest in the mountains.

And with Shen Lang's arrival, the Supreme Alchemist here also soared into the sky, exuding a majestic aura around him, like the vast nature, which made Shen Lang feel a faint sense of oppression.

This pressure...

From the spiritual level, from the invincible deterrence of a supreme refining god.

But Shen Lang was fearless, he had a clear mind, his eyes were like lightning, and he fell on the old man in the Taoist robe who was walking in the air with a fleshy body.

My heart and my nature are just like a mirror, and everything I do is justice!

"Who is your Excellency? I am Lin Muyi, the master of Wanmu Temple."

Master Wan Mu stared at the overly immature boy with astonishing aura and golden red wings with a suspicious expression on his face, the suspicion in his heart almost reached its peak.

The golden energy wings burning with golden flames are clearly a kind of Supreme Judgment, but...

Who the hell has seen such a young Supreme! ?
Even if it is well-maintained, at most it will look young, but this one is completely in reverse growth.

Of course, it is more likely that others are so young.

And if he's not mistaken, this young man is the owner of the spiritual brand he removed.

According to King Ming, at such a young age, Shen Lang possessed the eighth level of god refining, and also possessed the eighth level of martial arts.

but……

Where is the eighth grade of martial arts? What is it if you have the Supreme Jue?
Wanmu Zhenren felt that he might have been framed by the design.

And at this time, Shen Lang spoke:

"Shen Lang, the imprint of mental power that you removed earlier was exactly what I left behind. King Xiao Ming owed me something and he did not repay the contract. I left the imprint of spiritual power just to supervise King Xiao Ming and let him repay the bet."

Master Wanmu looked strange.

Inwardly, the judgment of King Xiaoming was subconsciously higher.

That's bad enough.

Dare to owe something to the Supreme, and you can't pay it back.

Was King Ming's brain also gifted by a donkey?

His son is stupid, and he is also stupid.

Or was there some kind of hatred between the two of them that caused others to take Xiao Ming Wang under the knife?

Master Wan Mu was thoughtful.

Before he met Shen Lang, he thought that Shen Lang was really a fool with no brains, and he dared to send him to the door when he knew that he was the supreme god of refining, but now it seems that he is so stupid.

He was almost plotted against by this old dude father and son.

Thinking of this, Master Wan Mu immediately decided not to take this muddy water. As for King Xiaoming, it has nothing to do with him whether he loves to death or not.

Even if King Ming came, he could justifiably evade it.

however……

At this time, Xiao Ming Wang walked out of the room at some unknown time, came to the top of the mountain, and shouted loudly:
"Really, don't be fooled by him. He is not yet 20 years old this year. He hasn't even practiced martial arts for two years. He just completed the eighth-rank martial artist certification half a year ago. He doesn't even have the strength to forge a golden body. He can't be the Supreme. This magic art that can fly cannot be the supreme law, but the inheritance of the ancient world that he has obtained."

At this moment, King Xiao Ming's heart was shocked, he never thought that his idea would come true.

Shen Lang killed him even knowing that the other party was the supreme refiner.

And he completely frightened Master Wanmu with his flying means, giving him the idea of ​​standing by and watching.

King Xiao Ming knew that if Master Wan Mu did not stand by his side, he would surely die.

So he didn't care about anything, and yelled directly with his throat open.

and……

He really didn't believe that Shen Lang would be supreme.

According to his and his father's guesses, Shen Lang must have obtained some top-notch inheritance from the ancient world, so that at this age, he can reach a level that ordinary people can't imagine.

It is unbelievable to have an ancient inheritance comparable to the Supreme Law, but it is still more convincing than Shen Lang being the Supreme.

A top inheritance in the ancient world, he doesn't believe that Master Wanmu is not tempted.

as predicted.

Master Wan Mu was shocked when he heard what King Xiaoming said.

Less than 20 years old, less than two years of martial arts training, only eighth grade half a year ago, top inheritance...

The sum of all these things is indeed enough to prove that Shen Lang is not the Supreme.

Not being the Supreme, but being able to use the flying method that is not inferior to the Supreme Jue, this is more than a top inheritance, this is completely the supreme inheritance above the Supreme.

"You... aren't Supreme?"

Master Wanmu looked inexplicable.

"It's really not, but what I said has nothing to do with whether I am supreme or not. It is a matter of moral character."

Shen Lang's tone was serious.

"Presumptuous! What place do you think this is? This is the Wanmu Temple, and it is the territory of my real Wanmu. How can a junior be able to break free?"

Master Wan Mu's expression was awe-inspiring, and his tone suddenly became cold:
"Supreme, not to be humiliated!"

(End of this chapter)