Chapter 133 Recovery

"Don't believe me again?"

Looking at Chen Changming who stood quietly at the side without any response to his words, Wen Liuhe seemed a little helpless.

For the past eight days, Chen Changming has been like this all the time, just sitting there, no matter how much he asks, he doesn't answer.

He just sat there like this, neither talking nor eating every day, just sitting there quietly, doing nothing.

If it wasn't for the fact that he could still hear his powerful breathing occasionally, Wen Liuhe would almost think that Chen Changming was dying.

Sitting there, Wen Liuhe shook his head, but he didn't care.

He is also a warrior, so it is natural to see that Chen Changming is in an extremely special state at the moment and may be undergoing transformation, so he has no perception of what is happening outside.

During these eight days, the reason why he tried to talk to Chen Changming constantly was because he was too bored.

no way.

Being in this prison, and there are not many normal people around, it will naturally feel extremely boring.

If Wen Liuhe hadn't been helpless, it wouldn't be like this.

"careful."

A voice sounded nearby, it was very slight, but it still reached Wen Liuhe's ear accurately, and rang in his ear.

Hearing the voice, Wen Liuhe was stunned for a while, then subconsciously turned and looked to the side.

At the side, Chen Changming was sitting on the head of the bed, and at this moment, he opened his eyes silently.

He just sat cross-legged on the head of his bed, with a calm expression on his face. At this moment, he silently raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Remember to be careful later"

Sitting on the head of the bed, Chen Changming looked in a certain direction, and just said something softly.

"What?"

Wen Liuhe was stunned, a little confused: "What do you mean?"

He asked a question.

But Chen Changming didn't respond, he just sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, staring into the distance silently.

Wen Liuhe couldn't help being a little puzzled.

But soon, he understood what Chen Changming meant.

Roar! !

An astonishing roar came from afar, like a thunderbolt streaking across the sky, bringing an extremely violent shock.

The sound was so loud that it hardly seemed like a normal creature could make it.

A terrifying sound came from a distance, followed by bursts of crisp breaking sounds.

In the distance, something seemed to be broken, and the iron chain was torn, and the sound of being torn apart came from a distance, and began to sound in all directions.

Roar! !

There were bursts of roars, resounding in all directions.

Seemingly feeling something in the surrounding area, the rest of the spirit king inheritors roared, and the expressions on their faces seemed a little disturbed.

They walked back and forth in their prison uneasily, roaring from time to time.

As the inheritors of the Spirit King, they can feel that something is wrong, and they can feel that there is an amazing pressure coming from afar, making them feel suffocated.

Chen Changming also got up silently.

At this moment, he could feel the power of the spirit king in his body boiling, and the originally majestic blood energy was constantly oscillating, faintly emitting bursts of vibrations.

Bursts of noise erupted, and a certain existence in the distance was waking up, truly waking up from a deep sleep.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he broke the chains that bound him, and gradually rushed out of the prison.

And after rushing out of the prison, where will the terrifying inheritor of the Spirit King come?

The answer is so clear that there is no need to guess.

Standing where he was, Chen Changming raised his head.

With his keen sensitivity, he could clearly feel that there was an aura in the distance that was becoming active, and it was moving fast at this moment, slowly coming towards his direction.

A terrifying aura was spreading, and a vague premonition was emerging, which made Chen Changming faintly realize.

That person came for him.

When the turmoil occurred in the deathly land, in the chaotic graveyard in the distance.

Shang Zhong was dressed in a black robe and was boiling medicinal soup in a room.

Beside him, Xiao Zhao Zheng stood there with a cute face, helping to light the firewood.

A roar came from afar, like thunder resounding, the shock made people's ears hurt, and people couldn't help but turn their attention to it.

Shang finally raised his head slowly and looked in the direction where Chen Changming was.

In his line of sight, in that area at this moment, two threads of destiny are intertwining with each other and gradually entangled.

These two fate lines are very thick, and each one is rosy in white, which is extremely unique.

It's just that there are some differences in specific places.

Two lines of destiny, one crimson with some black, can faintly see some confusion and turbidity, although powerful, but also noisy.

This shows that the master of this fate has lost, lost under the influence of this spirit king's fate, and can no longer maintain himself at this moment.

As long as there is another line of destiny, although it also contains some black impurities, it is more straight and pure.

The external impurities are constantly spreading, but they can only be filled outside the destiny, and cannot cause further influence at all, and cannot affect the self.

This is the proof that the purity of the self is guaranteed, and it proves that the owner of the thread of fate has a strong will and extraordinary potential, and he still maintains the purity and persistence of the self until now, without being polluted by external impurities.

The two lines of fate represent two extremely powerful inheritors of the spirit king's life.

But at this moment, in Shang Zhong's eyes, the two threads of fate are intertwined with each other, and it looks like they will collide soon.

"Is the ownership of the Spirit King going to be decided so soon?"

Looking at the changes in the distance, Shang Mo's face was a little dignified.

This time is much earlier than he imagined.

According to his deduction, the ownership of the Spirit King's life should have been decided after five years.

After the variable Chen Changming appeared before, this time was greatly advanced, but according to common sense, it should still take a while to start.

Didn't expect it to start now.

"It's a bit troublesome."

Looking at the entanglement of fate lines in the distance, Shang finally frowned.

Chen Changming's potential is extraordinary. If he follows the normal trajectory, he should have no problem dealing with the other inheritor of the Spirit King's order.

But at this moment, the time has been greatly advanced.

At this point in time, would Chen Changming be able to cope with the Lingwang who had already taken shape?

Shang Mo couldn't be sure, so he patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder.

"Walk."

He patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder, with a solemn face, and said, "Let's go over there and have a look."

"good."

Zhao Zheng nodded his head and ran out quickly.

From the looks of it, it should be ready.

And at this moment, in the Death Land.

The berserk aura was raging in all directions, and the terrifying figure rushed out from the core, and the aura from all over his body began to raging, showing it to his heart's content.

Through the faint golden sunlight, one can clearly see his appearance. He is a very majestic man. He is tall and stands at least three meters high. He looks like a little giant at first glance.

He stood there with a very strange face. It seemed that he had suffered a serious injury and had been deformed. He couldn't see his original appearance, which only made people feel extremely terrifying.

At this moment, he walked out of the prison and slowly walked to the outside world following the induction in his heart.

Not far away, several black-armored guards stepped forward quickly and rushed over, with majestic energy rolling and surging all over their bodies.

There was a glimmer of light on their surfaces, and there was some luster on the black armor, and there was inner force flowing and blessing in it.

Everyone is at least in the realm of pregnancy.

boom! !

Looking at the several black-armored guards rushing up in front of him, the man waved his hand, a palm that was much bigger than ordinary people casually waved, a faint soft sound erupted instantly, and a head was directly crushed and exploded.

A headless corpse quietly fell to the ground, and then the power of the Spirit King raged, swallowing its entire body and turning it into a puddle of blood.

Roar! !

The crimson blood fell on the ground and gathered on the ground. The bloody smell seemed to arouse the fierceness hidden in the man.

He let out a low growl, and the radiance in his scarlet eyes flourished, and he rushed straight forward.

One after another, the swords slashed down on his body, but they couldn't cut through the skin on his body at all, instead there was a crisp sound.

It didn't feel like chopping on flesh and blood, but like chopping on the strongest steel.

A strong bloody smell rose into the sky, and the corpses in this place slowly gathered.

The black-armored guards slowly fell to the ground one by one.

A little bit of crimson blood splashed onto the man's body, dyeing his tall body crimson.

Afterwards, he stepped out like this, and walked forward directly following the induction in his heart, slowly walking forward.

The sound of heavy footsteps kept ringing.

In the place of death, Chen Changming stood in his prison, silently watching the outside world.

In the room beside him, Wen Liuhe stood there with an ugly expression on his face.

He smelled the strong smell of blood, and understood something in an instant.

He had already lost the power of the spirit king, so he also lost the feeling for the other successors of the spirit king, but through the bloody smell coming from a distance, and Chen Changming's appearance beside him, he could still guess something.

"Damn it!"

He stood there, cursing inwardly, not knowing what to do at this moment.

Being in the prison, he couldn't run even if he wanted to, so he could only stay quietly in the prison, slowly waiting for the demon god in the distance to descend.

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable, like waiting to die.

"Once something happens later, run in the direction of Luan Grave."

Aside, Chen Changming's calm voice sounded.

Wen Liuhe was taken aback for a moment, and turned to look aside.

I saw that at the side, at some point, Chen Changming had already walked out of the prison.

He walked out of the prison, came outside the Wenliuhe door, and stretched out his hand silently.

click

There was a faint sound.

Under Wen Liuhe's astonished gaze, Chen Changming stretched out his hands and tore open the door of his room forcefully.

The door that would not be damaged even if the pregnant martial artist tried his best was opened by him so abruptly.