Chapter 141: The battle between reckless men, the aesthetics of violence; born to be a saint, the 5t

Chapter 141: The battle between reckless men, the aesthetics of violence; born to be a saint, the 5t

Chapter 141: The battle between reckless men, the aesthetics of violence; born to be a saint, the fifty supreme ones!
These three loud shouts seemed to come from the distant past, shaking the past, present and future, cutting off the long river of time, transmitting to the present, and falling into Mu Wushuang's ears.

At the same time, intermittent images flowed through Mu Wushuang's mind. At this moment, his eyes seemed to see through the ages and saw a method of cultivation that had long been buried in the long river of time.

"Moving blood, cave, soul transformation, inscription, formation."

These two names appeared in Mu Wushuang's mind.

The ancient cultivation method, but it is incomplete, with only the most basic cultivation methods for the four early small realms: moving blood, cave heaven, inscriptions and formations.

But this is enough, because these four realms are the foundation of practicing the ancient law, especially the cave heaven realm, which is the most important and can be called the source of the heaven-covering law.

Unfortunately, Mu Wushuang does not have time to comprehend the essence of this ancient method. He can only engrave it in his heart and then devote himself to dealing with the great calamity that lies ahead.

The catastrophe is still going on, and the battle between the two has reached a climax.

At the same time, Mu Wushuang has almost stepped over the threshold of the Way of Slashing, breaking through the Emperor and King Avenue of endless time and space, and becoming a king against the will of heaven.

“This energy.”

"Myriad Daos and Destiny are all shaking, and it's getting stronger and stronger!"

At this moment, three hundred thousand miles away from the thunder tribulation, Gai Jiuyou looked up at the highest point of the sky. This feeling was just like when he himself had triggered the great tribulation of proving the Dao in the past and wanted to transcend the Qing Emperor's Avenue.

Although the power of the thunder tribulations between the two is incomparable, the sensation in the highest part of the sky at this moment seems to be even more extraordinary than what he experienced that day.

The difference between the two is one of quality and quantity.

Above the sky, the brutal battle was unimaginable.

Blood splattered in the sea of ​​thunder, some of it was Mu Wushuang’s, and some was that man’s.

This last human-shaped heavenly tribulation was really different. It was different from the previous emperors and kings, and it seemed to really have life.

"Hey!"

The pool of lightning above that person's head flew up on its own and pressed down towards Mu Wushuang.

The next moment, the sound of ghosts crying and howling sounded, as if an ancient god had fallen. It was more like the world was being cut down, giving people a real feeling of incomparable terror.

He was walking, seemingly unhurriedly, but with every step he took, he felt the thunder and lightning above the sky tremble, as if it was about to explode completely.

There was no other movement, just a big hand slapped out, and the ancient True Dragon Magic and Immortal Phoenix Magic gathered in his palm, as if it turned into a picture of auspicious dragon and phoenix, suppressing the ages.

Mu Wushuang's eyes were calm, his body and mind were ethereal, and he was as still as a rock. All the laws in his body were surging, and his silver blood was roaring like a surging river or sea.

Then he swung the Chaos Bell made from the essence of the Primal Chaos Energy and smashed it with incredible violence.

By this point in the battle, Mu Wushuang had realized a truth - he did not have the Ten Evil Treasures, nor did he have the Immortal King's Law, but what he had was power.

Break all laws with one force, just rush in!

No matter what the Ten Evil Treasures are, what the Supreme Immortal King's Law is, or what the original true explanation passed down by the Immortal Emperor is!

Just swing the Chaos Bell and smash it!
Try your best!
"Boom!"

The two of them fought hard, shattering the heaven and earth, shattering the void, just like two dragons, stirring the heaven and earth, and everything was shaken.

"cough cough"

Mu Wushuang was coughing up blood, his body was bleeding, his spirit was declining, and he had fallen from the extraordinary sacred realm, but his own foundation was too strong -

Every blow interprets the true aesthetics of violence.

Use the Chaos Clock as a brick and smash it!
Pangu Banner is swung like a long stick and stabbed directly!

Twist the Tai Chi diagram into a hemp rope and pull it directly!

The human-shaped lightning seemed to be stimulated by the violence that Mu Wushuang threw at his face every time——

He swung the sword in his hand like a club, picked up the thunder pool above his head and used it as a stone, and turned into a rough man.

It was unknown how long this unusual battle lasted, and the thunder and lightning in the sky gradually dimmed.

The beast baby's face was hit several times by the Tai Chi rope swung by Mu Wushuang, and the back of his head was also hit with several bumps by Mu Wushuang's Chaos Bell brick.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang was surrounded by chaos and the innate holy light. The sun, moon and stars were floating behind him. He looked like a chaotic god and demon who created the world.

But if someone could see his forehead, they would find several bulges, which really shows that he is a rising star!
Finally, the chaotic thunderbolt dissipated, the heavenly punishment dried up and was no longer able to continue, the figure of the beast baby also disappeared, infinite fairy light descended from the heaven and earth, and drops of light rain fell.

It was not until a long time later that Mu Wushuang dispersed the innate Hunyuan holy light around his body, revealing the figure of a handsome young man again, standing quietly in the void.

At this moment, his ears were still echoing with these words: "I don't drink animal milk!"

"So you still care about the nickname 'Beast Milk Lover'?"

Mu Wushuang murmured in his heart, but felt his heart beating fast, and he quickly cut off the thought in his mind.

"Once you break through, will it be the third level of the Way of Slashing?"

In the distance, three figures came hand in hand and landed opposite Mu Wushuang.

"As far as I know, Wushuang, you have been practicing for only seven years, right?" Looking at the young man in blue in front of him, feeling the terrifying power in his body that seemed enough to tear a saint apart, Gai Jiuyou sighed slightly, feeling it was a little unreal.

Mu Wushuang heard this and shook his head seriously:
"Counting the six months in Jinyan Cave Heaven, it's actually seven and a half years."

At this time, Mu Wushuang continued to sigh and said, "Seven and a half years, from the Wheel Sea to the Slash Dao, although it is very fast, it is still not enough. I heard that some people are born as saints, and some people break through to the Quasi-Emperor at the age of fifty. What does mine count for?"

"Born as a Saint? Breakthrough to Quasi-Emperor at fifty?"

The Princess of the Divine Silkworm was very surprised. She didn’t think that Mu Wushuang was deceiving her. It was just that whether he was a natural born saint or a quasi-emperor at the age of fifty, it was simply like a myth or legend.

You know, there is a saying that has been passed down from ancient times to the present: everyone below a saint is an ant.

Even the weakest saint is an unattainable supreme being that the King of the Way of Slaying can only dream of, let alone other cultivators.

But in this world, are there people who are born saints?

Not to mention, is there really someone in this world who breaks through to the Quasi-Emperor level at the age of fifty?

If this had not come from Mu Wushuang's mouth, it would have been hard for the people present to believe it.

Faced with Mu Wushuang's words, the Princess of the Divine Silkworm fell silent. She practiced Taoism for hundreds of years before reaching the realm of Saint King. Now it was only by chance that she was able to break through to the Great Sage. Sometimes, people really cannot be compared with each other.

She was also considered a genius famous in the ancient times, otherwise how could she have caught the attention of the Fighting Saint Emperor and have an engagement with the monkey on Mount Xumi.

But compared to those real monsters, what is she?
"Senior, when will you go into seclusion?"

At this moment, Mu Wushuang looked at the sickly Gai Jiuyou, but seemed to feel a vigorous vitality from his body.

"Wushuang, this life will be very special. Two hundred years later, Beidou's path to immortality will be revealed. The Forbidden Zone Supreme will seek the path to immortality and will break the seal from the source of immortality. At that time, the most terrifying darkness in history may come. You must become strong as soon as possible."

Gai Jiuyou handed Mu Wushuang a jade talisman. This time it was not a forbidden weapon like before that contained the power of his attack, but a simple jade talisman.

A sound transmission formation was engraved on it. Gai Jiuyou told Mu Wushuang that if he had not come out by the time darkness came in the future, he could use this sound transmission formation to transmit sound to him so that he would be able to hear it.

After saying that, Gai Jiuyou's figure disappeared from the spot, and old man Wei Yi also disappeared with him.

Only the Divine Silkworm Princess and Mu Wushuang were left.

"You promised to lend me the Divine Silkworm Battle Suit for a month of meditation. You won't go back on your word, right?"

Mu Wushuang looked at the face of the Divine Silkworm Princess, who looked not much older than him but was actually "millions of years old", and said softly.

"As a descendant of the Divine Silkworm Ridge, how could I be someone who doesn't keep my word?"

As the Divine Silkworm Princess spoke, she took off a nine-colored cicada coat from her body and placed it on Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang picked up the nine-colored cicada shell and could still feel its warmth. There was a faint fragrance in the air.

Princess Divine Silkworm was so powerful that she would not be able to notice all this. However, she had already given it away, so it would be a bit too much to take it back. She could only bite the bullet and shouted:

"Let's go back to Beidou."

As he spoke, he pulled Mu Wushuang up and flew out of the domain.

The planet where Mu Wushuang endured the heavenly tribulation of Zhan Dao was not far from Beidou. With the great saintly cultivation of the Divine Silkworm Princess, she quickly returned to Beidou.

The two of them did not delay and rushed straight to Wanchu City.

However, as soon as he returned to Wanchu City, Mu Wushuang had a strong inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if someone was waiting for him in Wanchu City.

Suddenly, an extremely familiar scene not far away came into his sight——

On a street corner, there is a steamed bun stall. The white and tender buns are steaming hot, and the rich fragrance can be smelled from a long distance away. There is a constant stream of customers coming to buy buns.

"Uncle...can you give Nannan some buns? Nannan is hungry. She hasn't eaten for several days."

A dirty little girl with pigtails begged the stall owner pitifully in a low voice.

She was only three or four years old, wearing tattered clothes and shoes that showed her toes. Her little face was covered with stains, but her eyes were as pure and clear as crystal.

The stall was crowded with people and noisy. Neither the customers nor the stall owner noticed the little girl. Her small figure was squeezed around in front of the stall, like a small boat in a storm, being kicked from time to time, with an aggrieved look on her face.

Little girl!
why?
Why is she here?

Appeared in Wanchu City?

Mu Wushuang was shocked and a little dazed. He didn't expect to see this little girl here.

In the eyes of ordinary people, she is just a dirty and pitiful little girl. Her pure and bright eyes are like a deep spring. All the filth of the world has not left a trace in these eyes, which makes people tremble with fear at a glance.

It was this pair of big eyes that were staring at the stall owner pitifully. Her small figure was squeezed by pairs of big feet, and her tattered clothes were full of footprints, but she still squeezed in front of the stall with difficulty, begging the stall owner softly.

However, when Mu Wushuang opened the Eyes of Gods and Demons, he did not see a materialized person, but only a hazy and blurred light.

The next moment, looking directly at the hazy and blurred light, his soul seemed to be pulled into a vast and boundless battlefield, and he saw an extremely terrifying scene.

There were corpses everywhere, blood flowing like a river, the sun, moon and stars were falling in large numbers, and there was only one peerless figure standing in the center, scattering brilliant light rain, just like a flying fairy!

(End of this chapter)