Chapter 110 The General Trend of the World

Xing Hanhan was stunned: "Even now, I can't go more than a few rounds in front of those beings who stand at the top!"

You know, the top ten palace masters in their peak period were themselves the Tribulation-Transcending Emperors.

Although the combat power of the ten of them is far higher than that of the same level, other people in the same realm who are in the Tribulation Stage can be slapped to death.

"But I can give it a try." Wu Lang said seriously.

"You are really serious!"

Xing Hanhan was dumbfounded.

Go to the imperial city of Jingzhou and kill the contemporary emperor?

Go to the tribunal?

Is it so exciting to play?

No, this is not about having fun anymore.

What is the Great Emperor?

The one who is invincible on earth is the Great Emperor.

In the period of transcending tribulation, he is the great emperor.

Similar to the traditional system of cultivating immortals, the realms of this world are divided into: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, transformation into gods, integration, and transcending tribulations.

There are seven realms in total.

I am ready to take the Golden Pill, but do I want to cross the tribulation period?

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is whimsical!

Even Xing Hanhan, a cheap senior sister, would be beaten to death. She is still far away from the imperial realm and the level of the peak master of the Tenth Palace.

Although, the entire Jingzhou is already lagging behind.

The major sects in Jiuzhou sent manpower and material resources to encircle and suppress the Huangquan Holy Sect. Jingzhou was also asked to take action, and a number of casualties were lost. Currently, this emperor is the only one left in Jingzhou.

This is still an old emperor, his life is approaching, and he does not even have the strength to cross the continent to besiege, but there is no one who can match him.

"Are you really sure?"

She opened her eyes wide, as if she had become a repeater, asking again and again.

Wu Lang said speechlessly: "There's only half a month left. I'm going down the mountain to make preparations, build momentum, stir up the overall situation of the world, and fight for my life."

He paused and said, "The world's power in Jingzhou is divided into three parts, the human race and the demon calamity. The remaining "beast calamity" lineage of mine should also be revealed to the world."

Xing Hanhan was silent, even though he didn't believe it even to death, he still said: "Yeah, then junior brother, go get busy!"

in reality.

In a barren mountain, Wu Lang slowly opened his eyes and sighed: "To be honest, the situation is not optimistic."

Search for information and data on this prehistoric era.

Too little.

I only remember the information about the two powerful beings in the combined stage.

Even if it can pull two combined stages to encircle and kill and transcend the tribulation stage?

Under the imperial realm, everyone is an ant.

When the two are in the combined stage, they can kill you with just a dozen moves.

"When the two gods are united, is it the power that I can borrow? I'd better go and find the person first."

Wu Lang silently gathered his thoughts.

At the same time, his trace of luck also completely disappeared.

He clearly knew that when he came up with this technique, he was destined to be the first person to open up the era. Standing in the camp of mortals, he could only benefit the world, and the major interest groups of the immortal sect who were above him would definitely kill him. Own.

But I still instinctively don’t want to face it.

"If you kill me now, I won't be able to run away. I won't be able to tolerate him anymore, if he insists on forcing me."

He lowered his head.

[Race]: Cloud and Mist Demon (99% Cloud and Mist Demon, 1% ancient Human Emperor bloodline, no demon inheritance, unpopular with humans and demons, lonely on the outside, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.)

He glanced at the page.

"Since the war has begun, you won't let me languish in the cave, and force me to come out of the mountain to fight for my life."

His voice became colder and colder, "According to the past history in my memory, there is still a chance. If I pretend to be a sage, play the role of a mortal scholar who serves the people, let the world rebel, and encourage everyone to fight."

"Anyway, after traveling through time, the Human Emperor of Jingzhou, please let me be the one."

A few days later.

Barren mountains in northern Jingzhou.

Among the mountain elf tribe, a mountain elf slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was a middle-aged man carrying a coffin, sitting on the cliff in despair.

The sky was dyed pale golden, and the sunset reflected the beautiful afterglow.

"Have you been looking for me everywhere?" the mountain spirit said, this was the first person he found.

"Yes." The middle-aged man is unkempt and bearded, but he has an aura of majesty, solemnity and decadence mixed together. "I want you to develop a technique for a mortal and let her embark on the path to becoming an immortal."

"Senior, the price of this may be very high." Wu Lang stood on the cliff aside, and the two of them were quiet, as if the only sound left was the roar of the wind.

"So, Bai Xiaosheng, what's the price?"

"I want to kill Jinghuang City, and you are one of the two combined-stage combatants I can find."

"Emperor, you can kill me in more than ten moves."

The middle-aged man quietly stared at the skinny mountain spirit in front of him, "Everyone under the emperor is just an ant. The difference between one realm and another is a world of difference. I will not die."

"I will take action before you two." The figure smiled, as if he had been prepared, and encouraged him to rebel. "If you see a chance to win, it is not too late to take action."

"You made the first move? Don't lie to me. There is no one in Jingzhou who can rival the old emperor, and no other great emperor can compete with him." The middle-aged man said slowly: "As far as I know, you have been practicing for a long time. It’s still short, and the highest it is is a golden elixir.”

"Is it important what I will do?" Wu Lang asked, "I don't need to convince you with beliefs, dreams, righteousness in the world, or even revealing careful plans, I only need conditions, and this condition is something that only I can provide in this world. .”

"So it's not important."

He suddenly smiled and gently lowered his head to look at the woman in the coffin, "If there is a chance to win, I will use the sword. With your destiny, you will not break your promise if something unexpected happens to me."

"You won't die in an accident. I will take good care of her and develop a technique for her to embark on the path of cultivation and immortality." Wu Lang's voice gradually disappeared.

"Juan'er, you are saved. Finally, a pioneer has appeared in this era that allows mortals to practice cultivation."

The middle-aged man looked at the figure in the coffin, with a happy and nostalgic smile on his face, and took out a wine bottle to drink, "What is he going to do? Is he going to do good or evil to the world? I don't care! I have completed this mission, We can be completely together.”

"After it's over, we will return to the seclusion of the original island and the days of the original village." Tenderness flashed across the middle-aged man's brows, and a bloody long knife suddenly penetrated the ground. He suddenly fell to his knees and burst into tears:

"From now on, we will no longer be separated by the world."

A gathering place for demonic disasters.

Mu Jiqiu looked at a summons notice and suddenly looked towards the sky inexplicably:

"Mountain Spirit? Inform the world that in half a month, people will be beheaded in Jinghuang City? Can the world watch?"

"It is clear that a demonic disaster is sweeping the world, why is it so sudden??"

Looking at this notice that denounced the mountain spirit, she vaguely noticed something strange, and she always felt that the wave of the secret behind it was so big that it was shocking.

There is a thick cloud hanging over Jingzhou, and a storm is coming.

But at this moment, a mountain spirit suddenly came to the gathering place, opened its eyes and said: "Take me to see your master, Mingyu Sword God."

Mu Jiqiu was startled and showed a bit of surprise: "You are the being behind the wanted mountain spirit. How did you find me here? How did you know that my master is?"

Only Mu Jiqiu knew that he was hiding a big secret.

He once fell into a secret realm while being chased by a demonic disaster. He saw a senior withered bones, worshiped him as his teacher, and practiced swordsmanship.

"Take me to see him, I am his old friend." Wu Lang said.

Half a day later.

Wu Lang entered a secret realm.

A skeletal old man with white hair and a shawl opened his eyes, "I don't know you."

"that's not important."

"You should know me. Can you have a discussion with me?"

"Can."

Half an hour later, Wu Lang left, successfully convincing the second combat force to join the rebellion.

"Incredible person." The old man's pupils contracted violently, and he kept browsing the words. He couldn't put it down, as if he had seen the perfect answer sheet for the entire Jingzhou. "This is an opportunity that may be what I have dreamed of, if he succeeds."

He closed his eyes and held a book called "The Past of Human Mountain Spirits", with the words in it constantly flowing.

My heart is like a big wave surging!

"Hahahaha!" After a long time, he suddenly laughed wildly, laughing wantonly and wildly, "It's incredible."

“How can this be a sage??”

"How can the world say he is a sage??"

"He is not a sage! Even if he is a sage, he is definitely not a traditional sage or a corrupt scholar!"

"Not pedantic, not stale, even in front of you, full of lies and curves to save the world."

"He is so bold! He is also so rebellious! This plan is so fanciful that he wants to use fools to fight fools! Use lies to fight the other party's lies!"

He flipped through the "Past Stories of Human Mountain Spirits" and marveled at the descriptions in it, "The reason why humans are afraid of mountain spirits is because they are beasts. People who are not my race must have different intentions. What if mountain spirits are also humans?"

"That's a war between people. Once the situation changes, some hostility will change."

"Such a stunning plan and a huge lie has never been seen before, and it will never be seen in future generations!"

This withered old man's body was slowly growing flesh and blood, and the void was slowly grasped, and a transparent glass sword was slowly taken out.

Click!

The glazed magic sword shines brightly.

With just a blink of an eye, the old man regained his youth and appearance, turning into a gentle and handsome young man, with a smile full of sunshine at the corner of his mouth.