Sweeping the world

Chapter 395 Differences
A burst of divine power rose to the sky.

Faint blood-colored ripples pierced the sky.

"Ok?"

The tall and burly middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, somewhat inexplicable.

On top of his body, a strong Martial Dao field opened up, and there were various changes in it, all kinds of strange things, different and the same, all of which appeared at this moment.

A ferocious beast with dragon horns, ferocious scales, and boundless aura emerged above the man's body, bringing with it a violent vibration in the martial arts domain, making the ground tremble slightly.

Chen Ming raised his head, a little surprised.

This warrior is much stronger than he imagined.

A body of practice is close to the peak of brokenness, and it seems that the last step is not far away.

Still, it's not enough to watch.

Faint brilliance flickered, and a divine light shot up into the sky, rushing upwards with a bang.

The place trembled.

The surrounding field was shaking constantly, as if being hit by a huge hammer, it was shaking non-stop at this moment.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, still not understanding what happened.

A fist smashed down at once.

boom! !

A soft sound came out, and it kept ringing in this place.

The middle-aged man was smashed into the ground all of a sudden, and his body sank directly. Judging by his appearance, he seemed to be smashed quite deeply.

Chen Ming waved his fist, looking at the middle-aged man who had disappeared below, he was a little surprised.

So unscathed?
A ray of brilliance rushed out suddenly, and the terrifying martial arts domain exploded, concentrating towards the inside.

This is not because the power is shrinking, on the contrary, it is a manifestation of the high concentration of power.

As if feeling Chen Ming's terrifying power, the martial arts field in front of him was rapidly condensing, and the power that had spread out was re-condensed to a point in front of him.

A force suppressed Chen Ming's body.

Chen Ming slightly raised his hand and moved slightly.

Well, it's still a little oppressive.

At least it is more laborious than before.

boom! !

A figure flew out quickly.

Amidst the unbelievable expression of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man flew towards Chen Ming at an extremely fast speed, and then flew back at an even faster speed.

When it rushed over, it flew by itself, and when it retreated, it was smashed back.

It's also home delivery.

"you……"

The middle-aged man finally realized that something was wrong, with a look of horror on his face, subconsciously looked at Chen Ming in front of him, and wanted to leave.

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses. Since he can't beat him, he can only run away.

Wait until you turn back and call three or five heroes, and then come back and fight again.

It's a pity that Chen Ming didn't give him this chance.

The nothingness trembled, and a burst of red blood rushed to the sky, wrapped in the majestic and boundless power of space, and rushed forward, striking a fist in an instant.

Wanxuyin! !

His mind wandered all over the world, all dharmas were boundless, the mighty fist rolled down, and in an instant, it smashed down with a suffocating sense of martial arts.

Like a ferocious beast revived from ancient times, it roared forward and unfolded its hideousness.

The middle-aged man froze and stopped his trembling legs.

In front of his chest, a brand-new fist mark emerged, with deep wounds on it, and a residual force of myriad emptiness.

The power of Wanxuyin remained in his body.

Chen Ming's blow just now did not only severely injure his physical body, but also severely injured his body from the inside to the outside, together with his true martial arts spirit, smashing it from the inside to the outside in an instant .

There is no room left.

With a calm face, Chen Ming waved his hand lightly, and a surge of majestic divine power rushed forward, directly tearing the middle-aged man's body apart without leaving any traces.

A rain of blood filled the place, and huge flesh and blood splashed outwards, soaking the area for several miles in an instant, and was covered with the blood of a broken martial artist.

A Martial Dao Broken Realm fell like this.

Except for the blood all over the ground, there was no trace left, not even a wave.

From behind, looking at the scene in front of her, the female deed was stunned.

She looked at the bloody scene in front of her, and then at Chen Ming with a calm expression, as if he had just casually slapped a few flies. At this moment, her gaze was dull, and she didn't know what to say.

A powerful person who was enough to destroy her tribe directly fell like this?
She couldn't help shivering, feeling a little inexplicable at this moment.

If you can easily defeat and kill that powerful person, then there must be no problem in wanting to kill her entire tribe.

It's nothing more than a few more punches.

And judging from that clean and neat boxing technique, this mighty man is obviously also decisive in killing, and he is definitely not a person who is easy to talk about.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help shivering. She felt a little scary at this moment.

"What's wrong……"

Chen Ming looked at her with some doubts.

"it's okay no problem……"

The female deed shook her head again and again, and said hastily: "Young hero's supernatural power is so powerful, it is admirable..."

Is it scary?

Chen Ming looked at the female contract and saw what was on her mind, but he just shook his head and didn't speak.

no way.

Extraordinary times use extraordinary means.

That middle-aged man is very strong, and he has a faint evil spirit on him. I'm afraid he didn't follow a good path. He looked like the kind of guy who must pay back.

If you don't cut the weeds and get rid of the roots, and immediately kill the opponent directly, if you let the opponent run out and call three or five people back to make trouble, wouldn't that be a crime?

Chen Ming always hated trouble, so it's better to be more direct than this.

Wouldn't it be better to just cut the corpse into tens of thousands of pieces and slaughter it cleanly?

It also saves the other party from looking back for trouble.

After seeing Chen Ming make a move, the female deed became more enthusiastic, and she was careful all the way, no matter who she was with, for fear of accidentally offending someone.

Her appearance made Zhang Sanli and Feng Wu on the side a little uncomfortable.

Chen Ming didn't feel anything, just walked all the way.

After a while, Chen Ming saw the clansman of the female deed.

"Hello big brother..."

A very cute little girl who looked about four or five years old, wearing a little red dress, hid weakly behind the female deed, looked at Chen Ming and shouted.

Chen Ming looked aside with a blank expression.

Another seven or eight-year-old boy who also looked very cute bowed weakly to Xiao Ming: "Hello, Uncle..."

"Forget it, you should call me brother..."

Chen Ming rubbed his nose, and looked helplessly at the girl beside him: "Is this your clansman?"

"yes……"

The female deed is also a little helpless: "A while ago, a call-up order came from a nearby city, and all the adult men of my clan were called up, leaving only these old and weak viruses..."

"Relying on these people, how did you block the guy from before?"

Zhang Sanli asked a little strangely.

"This one……"

The female deed was a little hesitant, but she looked at Chen Ming in front of her and said.

"There is a large formation left by our ancestors here, and there are formation spirits in it. Even if no one activates it, it can spontaneously recover and block external opponents..."

"I see……"

Chen Ming nodded, feeling rather strange.

At his level, the so-called big formation is no longer uncommon.

Even Chen Ming himself, at this moment, can deploy several opponents at will, possessing a very powerful force, and if he uses it to his fullest, it is enough to resist any broken existence.

But to inject the formation spirit into the formation, even Chen Ming couldn't do it right now.

It can be seen from this that the tribe where the female contract is located is not simple. Most of the strong people who surpassed Chen Ming at this moment appeared in those years, so that such a heritage can be left behind.

But in a way, this is not surprising.

If this place is really the ancient time where Emperor Chen lived, then there must be many strong people among them, and it is not surprising that one or two can appear here.

Just like the middle-aged man before.

Don't look at the middle-aged Chinese character who can't pass a few tricks in Chen Ming's hands, and looks weak, but that's because he met Chen Ming.

In fact, with his strength close to the broken peak, if he were to be placed in the mysterious world, except for the few people standing at the peak, the rest would definitely not be his opponents.

Can be called the top.

But in this world, judging from Nuwa's reaction, although the other party can be called a strong one, I'm afraid it's not so unusual.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to run into each other.

"Boy, be careful..."

In the mind, Luan Mo's dignified voice sounded.

"This place has the breath of a sage..."

"Sage..."

Chen Ming was taken aback for a moment, even though he was prepared for this moment, he still couldn't help being a little surprised.

"In a seemingly ordinary small tribe, are there traces of sages left..."

Looking at the ordinary town in front of him and the ordinary people around him, Chen Ming's face was calm, and this thought flashed in his mind.

In this small town, the female deed carefully entertained Chen Ming and the others.

During this period, various good things were taken out one after another and placed in front of Chen Ming and the others.

Zhang Sanli's eyes froze for a moment, he looked left and right, suddenly it was difficult to choose, he didn't know which one to take?

Looks like a country bumpkin.

His appearance made Nu Qi affirm the guess in her heart.

"This powerful follower really has a quirk, and he likes to collect these useless things..."

Earlier, he had noticed Zhang Sanli's actions during the journey, and he always liked to walk around and collect some useless things.

From Zhang Sanli's point of view, those are spiritual creatures that are rarely seen by the outside world, but from the point of view of the female Qi, those are basically trash.

What's the difference between stuff everywhere and waste?
As for the vitality contained in those weeds?
Isn't that everywhere?
In the female contract's impression, is there anything in this world that doesn't have aura?
That's the difference between the two.

Zhang Sanli was used to being poor in the past, because in the past due to the lack of vitality replenishment, his own cultivation base dropped again and again, so he had an extremely strong obsession with spiritual things.

So after coming to this world, I desperately collected all kinds of spiritual objects, for fear that I would never find one again.

Chen Ming was speechless after seeing it.

Zhang Sanli is obsessed with collecting all kinds of spiritual objects, and he likes all kinds of things sent by the female deed. Looking left and right, he feels a sense of harvest in his heart.

Feng Wu was very interested in the children around her, and she was already playing with those children at the moment, and it looked like she was having a lot of fun.

As for Chen Ming himself, he was very interested in the martial arts practiced in this tribe.

The martial arts in this world are not the same as the martial arts in later generations.

Although the warriors of the later generations are no longer suitable for cultivation due to changes in the world, the overall strength is not as strong as in ancient times.

But above martial arts, it is the opposite.

Everything in the world is always moving forward.

With the passing of the world, martial arts itself is also being updated, constantly developing, and constantly popularizing.

Therefore, compared with the martial arts of this world, the martial arts of later generations are actually more perfect to a certain extent.

The present is not as good as the past, which refers to the divine veins inherited by the blood, and also refers to the environment suitable for cultivation. It does not mean that the wisdom of future generations is not as good as that of the ancients.

After undergoing improvement from generation to generation, the martial arts of later generations have actually surpassed those of ancient times.

Of course, this only refers to the low level.

At the level of sages and sages, they all have their own unique ideas, which are no longer what others can improve.

The dharma left by each sage represents the life-long painstaking efforts of a sage. In theory, there is no distinction between high and low, only the strength of the sages.

But at Chen Ming's current level, there is still a difference.

Now that he was in the tribe where the female deed was, he felt the rudimentary practice of this era.

"Directly use the secret method to draw the vitality through the communication between the physical body and the heaven and the earth."

Chen Ming couldn't help frowning after carefully understanding the cultivation methods of this era.

Absorbing vitality directly with the physical body seems to be much faster, but in fact it is even worse.

The orthodox practice method of later generations is to temper the body first, temper the strength of the body to a certain level, and then open the bridge between heaven and earth, so as to connect the majestic vitality between heaven and earth.

Often at this point, one is already a martial artist.

People in this world use their physical bodies to pull their vitality from the very beginning, which seems to be much faster, but in fact the foundation is not solid.

When his own body is not fully conceived and is strong enough to a certain level, Chen Ming can imagine the danger of directly absorbing the vitality of the outside world through his body.

If one is not good, it will be torn apart by the violent vitality of heaven and earth.

Using this method to practice, the speed of absorbing vitality is fast, and the body is easily torn by the vitality. If the absorption is slow, the efficiency will slow down.

It can be said that every step is walking on a tightrope, and if you take a wrong step, you will be doomed.

The error tolerance rate is too low.

That is to say, at the beginning of ancient times, people's bodies were generally stronger than those of later generations, so they could play like this.

If ordinary people dared to play like this, they would explode and die in minutes.

Not even the scum is left of the dead.

And there is a problem with this approach.

Directly absorbing the vitality of the outside world is fast, but it is based on the abundance of vitality in the surrounding world.

Once the surrounding vitality becomes thin, if you want to practice in this way, you will not be able to attract enough vitality.

At that time, this method of practice will become tasteless.

Regarding this, Chen Ming shook his head, but he could understand it.

(End of this chapter)