Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 135 Purpose
After the scroll flew out, it rose against the wind.

Suddenly, a mysterious feeling enveloped the entire area, with the Heifeng Courtyard as the dividing line, the space inside seemed to be frozen, and everyone was frozen.

What power is this?
Nie Jianglong wanted to look up in horror, but he found that his body was not in control.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the ferocious smile of that Tianshu Xingjun, as well as the dull faces of other people, and everyone's behavior was frozen.

It's over, Brother Wu is making a big fuss.

After the picture scroll reached a certain size, it stopped expanding.Instead, it turned into an unfinished landscape painting, with traces appearing continuously on the scroll, as if someone was painting.What's even more weird is that the things drawn in this painting began to affect reality, rain, and lightning.

Out of nothing emerged, and everything was killed towards Wu Chong.

"Is this the power of the divine realm?"

Compared to other people who were frozen, Wu Chong actually raised his head.

Tianshu Xingjun, who was on the opposite side of the scene, felt his heart skip a beat.

What is he doing?
Then, under his horrified gaze, a lot of heat rose from Wu Chong's body, and his whole body seemed to be boiling.The three-meter-high body made a 'cracking' sound, and he seemed to have seen a second layer of power revived in this body.

Then Wu Chong, who was under the siege of the picture scroll, kicked his feet on the ground.

The square bricks under his feet burst open immediately.

Wu Chong flew up and slapped the scroll in mid-air with his slap.

Stele Breaker!
After one palm, all attacks were stopped.The paintbrush in the sky seemed to be interrupted by someone, and the scroll also stopped, but Wu Chong did not stop. His palms turned into claws in mid-air, and he clasped them in the center of the scroll.

There was only a sound of 'tearing', just like the cloth was torn apart.

This picture scroll from a supernatural powerhouse was torn up by him on the spot like waste paper.

'Two 97-level human skins are enough, not enough. '

After tearing open the scroll, Wu Chong's blood boiled to a critical point.

The aura created by the 'integration of three powers' designed by him was shown to the world with a domineering aura for the first time.

What power is this?
The demon power on him is obviously so weak.

Tianshu Xingjun was puzzled.

But in the next moment, he saw that the man in the sky disappeared, and then a slap the size of a cattail fan was slapped on his face.

I just felt a flash of white light in front of my eyes, and then my head seemed to be kicked by a mammoth, and the whole person flew upside down, rolled seventeen or eight times and hit a tree before stopping.

The picture scroll was destroyed?
Psychic? ! !

Only through the gods can fight against the gods, this is the iron rule.

But how could it be possible that in this world besides Dijun and the one from Huangquan, there would be a No. 3 powerhouse in the divine realm.

"wrong."

The embarrassed Xingjun looked at Wu Chong, and gradually realized something was wrong.

This person's whole body was full of energy and blood, and his strength was unparalleled.It doesn't look like a supernatural powerhouse blending into the world at all. On the contrary, this kind of boiling blood is very similar to the external martial arts fighters in his impression, but
What a godlike martial artist!
Have you ever seen such an exaggerated martial artist! !
Seeing the other party's non-human height, Xing Jun swallowed.

"Actually, I think we can discuss things carefully."

Next to him, Nie Jianglong looked dull.

Lord Xingjun, you have lost your integrity!

How about the style when you enter the door?How could it be gone with a single slap.

"In the future, I will have the final say in Bailu City. You bring this to our emperor, I believe he will agree."

Wu Chong stated his purpose again.

Crack the soil and seal the king!

Live a safe life.

His purpose from the very beginning was very simple, it was the people from the Heaven Realm who disrupted his plan.He hates troubled times, and he doesn't dislike the behavior of the Taiping Sect to rule the world.That's what he did. He didn't pay attention to the battles outside and just wanted to live his own life.

But the heavens did not give a chance.

In the eyes of the heavens, there are only two paths for all demon warriors in the world to choose.

die alone.

The second is surrender.

Wu Chong didn't want to die, and he didn't want to surrender, so he made a move.

Only when you show your strength, you are qualified to talk.

It is impossible for him to fight the emperor of the heavens to death, that is not in line with his original intention, so his idea was very clear from the beginning.It is to create a special city. In name, I am the territory of your Taiping sect, but I have the final say on how to plan here.

"I will tell Dijun your request."

The embarrassed Tianshu Xingjun stood up.

Don't look at him looking embarrassed, but this injury can be recovered in the blink of an eye.

After all, the demon species cultivated with polluted breath as the source, and the essence is the same as the old school's "immortal elders". Unless Wu Chong deliberately kills them, he can recover quickly even if he is missing an arm or a leg.

Tianshu Xingjun left.

Just like when I came, I left alone.

It's just that no one knows what's on his mind, and Wu Chong didn't keep him for dinner.

It has to be the emperor of the heavens who really speaks.

"Brother Wu, what realm are you in right now?"

After Tianshu Xingjun left, Nie Jianglong, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help asking.

He was still worried when he came over. If he had known that Wu Chong was so powerful, why would he be worried?Just hug your thighs.

"Barely settle down."

Wu Chong thought of pollutants and night monsters. These diffused things are the real source of danger in this world.Compared with the battle between human beings, it is really not worth it.

This is still barely?

Nie Jianglong, who didn't understand what Wu Chong was thinking, was speechless.

After a brief chat with Nie Jianglong, he got up and left.

'Hope everything goes well. '

After Nie Jianglong left, Wu Chong also left the yard. During this period of time, he almost collected all the materials for making human skin.The expansion of the shadow has also reached a certain stage. The most important thing right now is the third turn. I hope that the emperor will not delay for too long, otherwise he may not be able to see his people by then.

Three days later.

Wu Chong had breakfast at an old noodle stall on the street as usual.

After the turmoil, life slowly returned to calm, and ordinary people in Bailu City became as busy as before.

No matter how stormy the outside world is, it is still far away for ordinary people, and what they care about most is firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Life is so plain.

Wu Chong understood it in the same way. Since he came to this world, he has been trying his best to live a stable and ordinary life.But the world is so chaotic, there is no chance to hide and live quietly.

Under the troubled times, how come the pure land.

This is why some people yearn for the Peach Blossom Spring.

Because it's too difficult.

And the tranquility enjoyed by relying on the pity of others is too easily broken.Wu Chong didn't like to hand over his fate to others, so he decided to do it himself.

At least the current White Deer City is in line with his expectations.

(End of this chapter)