From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

After entering this world, Mingwei and others are the absolute main force.

She never set her eyes on Luo Zheng. After all, there is a big gap in cultivation, which can't be made up. Therefore, Luo Zheng, other elders and wild gods are protected.

Even at the beginning, Mingwei planned to let many exiles, hefuchu and Xiaoyun into the world. After all, other people are a burden in the eyes of exiles!

But after all beings are equal, Luo Zheng's strength is no less than those exiles, or even Ming Wei, Jin Lao and others.

Now they are in urgent need of people to open their way. Mingwei naturally calls Luo Zheng.

"Good!"

Luo Zheng didn't hesitate. As soon as he flashed, he moved from the rear.

In the face of an endless stream of Yin people, trapped here, sooner or later they will die of exhaustion, and now they can only gather their strength to kill them!

Then Mingwei appointed two exiles from different clans. After that, they began to get close to each other!

"Tianmang gun!"

Now Fu Er rushed in the front, silver gray spear like a shuttle, stabbed out more than ten guns in an instant.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

More than ten Yin people screamed and fell to the ground.

Then two exiles of the Nuwa tribe rushed up. Each of them held more than ten daggers, and the other was a strange shaped guillotine. Under one round of attack, they killed dozens of Yin people again.

Then came Jin Lao, Chi Yi and others

These exiles took turns to fight, in front of a bloody road.

The people behind are walking on the corpses of these Yin people!

Luo Zheng did not hesitate.

Although he can't use the energy of the inner world, his sword technique has been refined to the extreme in the world.

Now the body is floating, and the sword in the hand is the simplest way to attack and kill those Yin people's back neck.

After fighting for a while, he and Mingwei rushed to the front.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

Ming Wei, who rushes to the front, is facing the Yin people who are surrounded by Qi Qi. With a flash of vision, her toes are a little bit gentle and she gives a gentle chide.

"Shua!"

The ring blade suddenly pulled, and the necks of these Yin people in front of her were cut off by her.

But this time, she ignored a Yin man on her side. The Yin man quietly approached her, opened her mouth and bit at Mingwei's white neck!

Even if Rou Wei is under the influence of all living beings, she is also under the influence of equality!

As soon as her face changed, she knew that she could not avoid it, so she had to bear the bite.

"Bang!"

But when the Yin man's mouth was two inches away from her neck, the blade of the flying knife, as thin as a cicada's wing, fell into the Yin man's forehead again

Seeing a person slowly falling down, Mingwei has a faint smile on her face. She never thought that she would be rescued by a real God.

Then she used the ring blade on her hand to gently hook out the throwing knife and throw it back to Luo Zheng.

Two people are silent, continue to kill a bloody road in front!

Although the number of Yin people did not decrease, these Yin people just rushed up because they had no wisdom.

The exiles and the wild gods, after experiencing the initial panic, have quickly stabilized!

They were more and more familiar with the means of fighting against these Yin people. At the beginning, they were injured, and six people fell. At the back, although some people were injured, no one fell again.

In this way, we fought and walked for dozens of miles.

The number of Yin people gradually reduced, from the beginning of a gush out, to the back of the scattered, finally No.

And at this time, we are no longer moving forward

It's not that they don't want to seize this opportunity to go on their way. It's just that the weakening of all living beings by equality is omni-directional, and even their physical strength is greatly weakened. It can be said that most of them have exhausted their physical strength to the limit.

Many people see that the Yin man is gone, and the tight string in their heart suddenly looses, and they are quickly paralyzed on the ground. Even their fingers don't want to move again.

Even the exiles, who are good at using skills and retaining physical strength, are breathing repeatedly.

Even Jin Lao, Ming Wei and others are no exception.

Mingwei's whole body is splashed with the blood of the Yin people, just like a blood person. She lifts up one corner of her long skirt, twists it heavily, and "Hua La", the blood gushes out of her skirt

While wringing away the blood, Mingwei's eyes quietly fall on the opposite Luo Zheng, and her face is a little surprised.

After all beings are equal, everyone's physical strength should be the same. Many exiles are tired, but Luo Zheng is still calm.

"You Aren't you tired? " Mingwei asks curiously.

"OK," Luo Zheng said with a smile.The number of Yin people he killed is not less than that of Ming Wei, which is probably the most.

However, Luo Zheng's sword technique is very special. He used to practice the most succinct Kendo and achieve the best effect with the simplest movements. Every time he makes a sword, he consumes very little energy. Now he looks better than others!

"It's better to have a rest," Mingwei said faintly, "now I'm sure I can't make it."

These powerful exiles now have to rest like ordinary people, otherwise they can't recover their physical strength

In the eyes of many people, this is a ridiculous thing. After all, I'm afraid the physical strength consumed is not as good as one hundred million times of their former physical strength. However, all living beings are equal and overbearing and unreasonable. They must understand that they are not much better than ordinary people now.

"Well, I'll watch," Luo Zheng nodded.

Mingwei nodded slightly, also found a corner, leaning against the column and legs under the high platform, but closed her eyes. She can't remember how many thousands of years ago she really closed her eyes to sleep.

Maybe she was too sleepy, but after two or three breaths, she fell asleep.

As for the other exiles, the gods of famine have been snoring for a long time.

Luo Zheng put his sword on the ground, swept his eyes around these people, and showed a smile on his face. It's really strange that these exiles can exhaust their energy

Now that everyone had fallen asleep, Luo Zheng sat cross legged and quietly began to work his blood power.

Just at the time of the chaotic fight, 9527 had urged himself many times, which could stimulate the blood power and use the falling star hand to resist the enemy

The equality of all living beings is also the magic power of truth.

The means under the power of truth are irresistible.

So no matter the soul, the body, the true element of the inner world, the power of the wild God are all "equal", equal to the stage of mortal.

Even vision and physical strength are equal.

However, 9527 told Luo Zheng that truth alone would not be equal.