Two Thousand Two Hundred Seventy-Seven Strong Wind

The Holy Master, the master of the sacred capital of the sanctuary, is rumored to have the power of a true god. . d t . c o m can be truly cultivated, but it has never been fully revealed, making it unpredictable.

For this person, the five superpowers are all in awe.

But this person only appeared in the False God Realm, and never appeared in the Great Thousand World. Rumor has it that time passed too fast in the Great Thousand World, and he could only continue his life in this False God Realm, and this person has long been indifferent to mundane matters.

Even Sanctuary God Capital is now managed by the five superpowers, and he will not interfere with anything.

Mysterious and low-key, so low-key that people ignore his existence, but once he appears, people feel awe, and suddenly remember that he is the real master of the sacred capital.

On the top floor of the trial tower, the Holy Master wore a mask to cover his face and expression.

The reason why he appeared at this moment is because only he can open the eighty-one layer that seals the paradise of the true gods.

"I have seen the Holy Lord."

For the Holy Master, everyone is in awe, and the bosses of the major superpowers bowed their hands to show their respect.

The Holy Master nodded slightly, then stretched out a hand, and touched the void lightly.

A little black light appeared, and in an instant, the black light expanded into a black vortex. Like a black hole, it seems to be able to absorb the essence of a person, full of mystery.

Soon, the black hole continued to expand, turning into a giant vortex.

Everyone present felt a little nervous and apprehensive. The paradise of the true gods was full of many uncertainties. No one knew what kind of opportunity they would get in the end.

It is this uncertainty that makes people full of tension and anticipation.

Wushen Palace, Xuantian Holy Land Lingyin Temple Hunyuan Palace and Tianmeng, the disciples of the five super powers all stared at the black hole intently, as if possessed by a demon.

"The seal has been opened. If there is danger, you can withdraw at any time."

The Holy Master's vicissitudes-filled voice sounded, and then he retreated quietly, not knowing where he was.

Maybe he has already gone to the Temple of the True God, maybe he is hiding somewhere, and he is paying attention with everyone.

"Go ahead.

"

Whoosh whoosh!

I don't know who started it, but I saw that the false emperors of the major superpowers were the first to bear the brunt, and they all wanted to be the first to enter the paradise of true gods.

The people of the Tianmeng, pulled to the end, were slightly inferior.

Those who can enter the False God Realm are the elite among the elite, anyone present. In the vast world, they can be called the pride of heaven, thousands of leaders, and the scene of dispatching at the same time has to be said to be quite spectacular.

In particular, the leaders are all false emperors, who are infinitely close to the emperor of the gods, and they are all present, showing their sharpness and boundless demeanor.

Mu Zifeng looked around, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, originally thinking that he might see Xiao Chen appear at the last moment.

But now the rumored news about Xiao Chen's injury is indeed true.

"That kid is really useless."

Mu Yunzhu didn't move, his eyes were sharp and his pupils were like lightning, he kept staring at all directions. As long as Xiao Chen showed a little bit of breath, he would be caught by him in an instant.

For this day, he waited for a long, long time. For more than five years, every day has been like a year, and every day has been redoubled.

What they are waiting for is that one day, they will be able to step on Xiao Chen's feet in a fair and honest manner.

Five years ago, after the news of the deeds in the Ice and Fire Wasteland, he, Bai Yunfei and others became the laughing stock of the disciples in the False God Realm.

There are many half-step emperors, as well as the princes of the empire and the sons of the family, but they are being played around by a disciple of the Tianmeng.

True God's Paradise, an excellent opportunity for him to prove himself again, but he couldn't wait for Xiao Chen.

Damn it, I managed to condense my soul, and you just lost like this.

Really can't wait for Xiao Chen, Mu Yunzhu cursed in his heart, his figure flashed, rolled up the sky full of mysterious light, and flew towards the entrance.

Like him, Bai Yunfei Xia Houzun and Fang Shaobai waited for a long time before flying towards the black hole vortex in disappointment.

...

Yaoyun Palace.

In Yaodao Ximu's meditation site, on a white jade bed, there was a person lying on his body covered with dense gauze, including his face, except for a pair of tightly closed eyes.

The whole room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, which was the medicinal fragrance of Hunyuan Mending Heaven Ointment on the gauze.

Hunyuan Mending Sky Ointment, the ointment that can make Void God reshape the body, was used on a human king in this way.

If an outsider sees it, they will definitely shout that it's a pity, and grab everything.

Outside the white jade bed, Lu Benwei sat cross-legged and meditated with his eyes closed.

call out!

Suddenly, without warning, Xiao Chen opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little dull, staring straight at the ceiling, as if he had woken up from a big dream, but also as if he hadn't recalled the tenderness in the dream.

After a long time, Xiao Chen didn't move, he had a dream.

Dreaming back to Qingyun, the beauty of the past, presented in the dream. Dreams are wonderful, like the most mellow wine, intoxicating and fascinated. In the phantom of the glass, I only wish that I will not wake up once I get drunk, that the night will never stop, and that the dawn will never come, just keep drinking like this.

But in the dream, he was awake again, the hand holding the wine glass was always trembling.

Because it hurts!

Even the most beautiful dream in the world could not make him smile, nor could it ease his heartache. After drinking enough wine and memories, he opened his eyes and returned to reality.

What is the use of this martial art?

Xiao Chen, who was watching coldly in the dream, already had the answer at this moment. This martial art is hope, persistence and struggle.

Without this martial arts, even Liu Ruyue would not have seen her, and her heart was ashamed.

Compared with heartache and heartbreak, the heart is as dead as ashes, which makes people more desperate.

At least I still have dreams and goals to strive for and pursue. Many people in this world don't even have a goal.

For example, Yaodao Ximu, who is a martial artist and a virtual god at the peak, but his heart has long since died.

Mu Na's godless eyes gradually ignited sparks, and a sense of war surged in his heart. Xiao Chen clenched his right fist tightly, and his eyes shone with determination.

call out!

Lu Benwei on the side seemed to feel this gaze, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Sure enough, it was Xiao Chen, who had already woken up.

Xiao Chenzhong and the gauze on his body thought for a while before tearing it off.

"No way, this Hunyuan Tianmending Ointment has not been completely absorbed. It can't be torn off now. Your internal injury this time is more harmful to your body than going crazy. If it wasn't for Master, I would give you Hunyuan Tianmending Ointment , will not recover so quickly."

Lu Benwei's voice came and stopped Xiao Chen.

Hunyuan nourishing cream?

No wonder, no wonder Xiao Chen felt as if he was deep in a medicinal spring, his whole body was warm, and he was indescribably Su Chang.

"What about the seniors?"

Xiao Chen felt warm in his heart, and wanted to find Xi Mu and thank him.

Lu Benwei smiled and said: "With Master's temper, I don't think he will see you, just wake up. At that time, I almost thought that you would never wake up again."

Xiao Chen felt a little guilty when he heard this, and said apologetically, "Thank you Brother Lu for saving your life."

Although it was Ximu who rescued him, without Lu Benwei, according to his state at that time, he would surely die.

"How many days have I slept?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Exactly three days."

Perhaps in the dark, there is God's will. Perhaps Xiao Chen has never thought of giving up from beginning to end. Deep in his heart, he has always kept in mind the trial of the true god's paradise.

If he can't wake up this day, he will really give up completely, and he won't be able to wake up for the rest of his life, and he will be a coward for the rest of his life.

If you don't even believe in your own martial arts, then what's the point of living.

He believed that sooner or later, he would return to the Dragon Empire and regain everything he had lost.

Be proud and never give up!

"Can I catch up?"

Xiao Chen didn't say what he was catching up with, but Lu Benwei naturally understood Xiao Chen's meaning, and said in a deep voice: "According to common sense, there is no hope. The passage opened by the Holy Master is shrinking little by little. But I have a way, you Come with me."

Xiao Chen got out of bed and wanted to put on the alloy battle armor, but found it helpless.

The gauze mixed with Hunyuan Mending Ointment is wrapped layer by layer, so there is no possibility of wearing alloy gloves.

Even the storage ring cannot be used. Once used, the gauze will be broken, causing the gauze to be damaged and collapsed, and the efficacy of the medicine will be leaked.

As a last resort, Xiao Chen grabbed the white sheet and wrapped it around himself casually like a cloak.

On the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist are like the sea, and the wind is howling.

Xiao Chen was wrapped in gauze, and the bed sheet was swaying with the strong wind, which looked a little weird.

But Lu Benwei didn't care, he pointed to the distance of the sea of ​​clouds, and pondered: "Yes, there is the entrance to the Paradise of True Body."

Xiao Chen then looked around, and in the extreme distance, a palpitating black hole appeared at the end of his sight like a black dot.

The black hole vortex is shrinking little by little, and at his speed, it is impossible to arrive before the end.

"Big Thousand Worlds, who is the fastest in the legend?"

"Kunpeng."

"That's right. Have you ever heard a saying that the big roc rises with the same wind in one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles... Where does this wind come from? I have traveled abroad and got an ancient inheritance called Dafengjin, I just realized that without wind, Dapeng cannot fly. I have never tried this palm technique. There are many cracks in time and space on the top of these mountains. I can’t guarantee whether you can pass through safely. How dare you Don't dare to accept my palm?"

Lu Benweichen was secretly gaining momentum, he knew the answer in Xiao Chen's heart, and he was just waiting for him to speak.

"Do you think I'll give up?"

"Hahaha, then I will give Kunpeng the power to help you rise in the wind."

Lu Benwei looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, the laughter shook the sky, and the roar of the wind and waves rose up, and a boundless momentum condensed behind him.

This wind seems to overturn even the sky, the earth and the sky.

big! wind! strength!

In the boundless world, a more boundless roar sounded, and the desolate roar roared, and Lu Benwei slapped Xiao Chen's body with his palm.

With a bang, Xiao Chen suddenly entered the sea of ​​clouds.

The vast sea of ​​clouds was endless and vast, and Xiao Chen entered it like a drop of rain and dew, without the slightest ripple.

But all of a sudden, the sky shook, and even the gods of the sanctuary were shaken.

Many False Gods couldn't help but turn their gazes to this direction. His complexion changed, and he saw that the sky was pitch black, and there was a general trend towards the trial tower.

"Kunpeng!"

Many False Gods were startled, and blinked their eyes thinking that a Kunpeng really appeared in the False God Realm.

I saw a figure flying out of the sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles, wrapped in a white cloak, with arms outstretched, like a Kunpeng covering the sky, he carried a monstrous momentum. In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles away, at the moment when the black vortexes are about to close together.

It turned into a streamer, with pride and stubbornness, wrapped in a sheet, and rushed in regardless of the worldly eyes.

Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles!