Wu Ni Dome

Chapter 298: Dongling is less than a thousand

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The sky above the deserted city is like an epic scroll, and everything that the Royal Beast Palace has experienced is shown one by one. Even if it is intermittent, and some of the pictures are even broken and blurred, you can still feel the horror in it.

But now all these marks of time will become the last song with the disappearance of the Beast Control Palace.

"Buzz"

The Royal Beast Palace wailed, as if it knew its fate, but it did not resist. Even though the spiritual consciousness of the magic weapon had long been dissipated, these magic weapons of heaven and earth have their own spirituality. The master's decision is the imperial edict, and there will be no consequences even if the body is broken into pieces. Disobedience, this is the fate of the magical weapons, and it is also their own choice.

"Crack!"

Finally, a clear sound of shattering resounded through the sky, and then the dense cracks on the Royal Beast Palace Tower were seen spreading like a spider web, and then it shattered into pieces with a crash.

But before the pagoda collapsed, a golden little man fell from the sky. The golden little man looked like Wang Dong and had a vertical eye that shook the world. At this moment, the little man opened his vertical eyes, and then opened his mouth and took a sharp breath. In an instant, the whole world trembled. .

It’s not for any other reason, just because the golden villain instantly surpassed the devouring power of Taotie and recreated creation within creation. At this moment, not only the spiritual energy from all directions gathered, but all the surrounding forces gathered towards Wang Dong. The most critical thing was that It was all the fragments of the Beast Control Palace that burned and turned into boundless metallic runes that merged into his body.

This is a great torture, and it is also a strong test of willpower. Not only is the essence of the Beast Royal Palace integrated into the body, but it will also bear the cause and effect of the Beast Royal Palace. Countless historical scrolls are refined into it at the same time. Inside Wang Dong's body.

"ah… "

Wang Dong looked up to the sky and screamed. Even the Wuzong could not bear the pain. His body cracked and healed, and the bones in his body were broken and reborn. He did not know how many times he had to go through it before he could truly dissolve the Beast Control Palace into his body. .

The last time the Zhulu Dao was refining, there were still debris spilled out, but this time there were almost none from the Zhulian Royal Beast Palace, because this is an ancient rare treasure that has reached its peak and has been forged millions of times and has already removed the dregs.

At this time, Wang Dong wanted to collect all the clusters, which was undoubtedly a huge challenge. Not to mention that the metal of the instrument itself conflicts with the human body, but the endless runes and years contained in the Beast Control Palace alone are enough. It's not something ordinary people can bear.

The golden body is like a Buddha, and the runes are like a sea. When all the brilliance has gone away, Wang Dong walks out of the shattered void. Every step he takes is so heavy that every step he takes will cause the sky to collapse. The void falls.

This is definitely not an ordinary scene that can be described. When a person endures runes and years that humans cannot bear, this change is enough to change a lot.

Wang Dong's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he did not stop there. He stretched out his hand a little and took out the half-broken Sickle King Sword from the Sword Domain space. This was also a high-quality magic weapon, but its level was obviously worse than that of the Beast Control Palace. A little bit, but this time it was refined without much effort.

At this moment, he seemed to have transcended, exuding a strong aura that a junior martial artist should not have. At the same time, his temperament changed drastically. He stood there like an ancestor who had lived for endless years, with vicissitudes of life. Precipitation is like experiencing all the downfalls in the world.

"Huh~" Wang Dong opened his mouth and let out a breath, his eyes were introverted, and his whole person instantly regained his composure. However, it was not easy to control this body that had just been trained. At this time, he only felt that he was as heavy as a mountain. Every move was extremely difficult, even lifting a finger was extremely difficult.

This takes time to adapt. At this time, his body has reached a new level, comparable to an ancient magic weapon. Even if the physical body and the ancient magic weapon collide, there is no need to be afraid.

"Boom"

Thousands of miles of spiritual energy collapsed, and the dragon veins that had been absorbed into the air suddenly fell back and lost their support.

It didn't take long for everything to be over, but the entire Dongling was not peaceful. Those who were still gloating that Tingyulou had offended the adults all had extremely ugly expressions.

Wang Dong's rapid progress can no longer be described as a thousand miles, even surpassing the three most legendary adults in the Dark Continent. These adults were also amazing when they were young, but they definitely did not have such incredible performance.

"boom"

The sky roared, and people could clearly see a crooked figure. It seemed that he couldn't even walk, but every step he took was enough to make anyone change their color. They had never seen someone who could even walk and crush the void at will. Junior martial arts master.

"He can no longer use common sense to judge. The level of Wuzong is no longer suitable for him, or Wang Dong has already entered the level of judgment after Wuzong in advance."

Some people whisper that the so-called judgment of the realm after Wu Zong is that starting from King Wu, there is no longer a division of levels. Some small realms in this realm can no longer affect an individual's strength. Such divisions have no meaning, and Wang Dong's current This is the state, even if it is just Wuzong, those small realms no longer seem suitable for him.

"One step into Wuzong can directly challenge the strength of the old Wuzong. This is already a new era." Not only the people in Huangcheng are paying attention, but also the people in Tingyulou are paying attention. Seeing that their building owner is so strong, Everyone had excited smiles on their faces.

By choosing to stay, they had staked everything on themselves, and now it has been proven that their choice was not wrong. At least for now, even adults who agree with the realm may not be Wang Dong's opponent now.

"Can the physical body be strengthened?" Wang Dong whispered in the sky. At this time, he was still struggling to control his actions. His whole body felt heavier than lead and iron, but he didn't care at all. What he cared about was Whether it has reached the extreme, and whether it can go further.

Now he has gathered three treasures in his body, and none of them are mortal. The Beast Control Palace is an excellent magic weapon. Once he adapts to and perfectly controls this new body, he can easily carry the sword soul back. With Zi Yi's power, when the time comes, they will complement each other. The two old antiques' understanding and his talent will surely reach the sky in one step. To be precise, this is the real step to the sky.

"The poster is mighty, the poster is mighty!"

Listening to the Yulou tribe members shouting in unison, all of them had rosy faces. It can be predicted that they have encountered a big era, and they have followed a big shot. From this moment on, no one doubted it anymore, even though it was only a few months. But a person who is enough to threaten adults has risen in this deserted city, and he is so young and so fast.

Wang Dong nodded and stared. There was no excitement or even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes. Such a scene would not make any young man's blood boil.

Seal the territory and split the land, occupy the land and become the king. This is the final process of embarking on the road of King Wu, and he had already started when he first embarked on the road of King Wu.

He is a normal person, but he is no longer a normal person. He has carried the continuous years of the Beast Control Palace and inherited the cultivation and understanding of two old antiques, Daohun and Ziyi. Even though he has not experienced many things, But I have realized it.

"Sir?" Wang Dong whispered, with provocation and solemnity at the corner of his mouth. He never thought that one day he would have a grudge with an adult, let alone that this day would come so quickly.

But at this time, his heart was surprisingly without a trace of fear. Instead, he was filled with a faint excitement that could not be suppressed. Those were the three strongest people in this continent, even super inheritances such as Tiandao Palace and Buddha Sect. We must also give them some respect. Everyone has created unrepeatable brilliance in their own era.

There is no doubt that challenging them is challenging an era. Every adult is aloof and arrogant. What they pursue is no longer to spread the clan and establish a sect. They are even isolated except for a few slaves and messengers.

They once had the glory of the world, the worship of the world, and the vast territory, but these are all in the past. Almost everyone knows that the three adults are waiting, waiting for what they are really pursuing, waiting for the rare one who can still The appearance of something that makes them tempted.

"Huh..."

On the edge of the East Ridge, on a middle-aged iceberg that has not melted, a middle-aged man sits cross-legged on the top of the snow-capped mountain with his eyes closed and breathing. It can move heaven and earth.

The man slowly opened his eyes, looked at the deserted city in the distance with a deep gaze, then smiled slightly, and said to himself: "With the amazing newcomer, and two amazing people behind him, Dongling is finally going to become a little interesting. "

"Whoosh"

The middle-aged man moved, and his figure was almost at its peak. It only took one step from the snow-capped mountains on the edge of Dongling to the deserted city. His white clothes were better than the snow, and he was as free from dust as an immortal. When this figure stood on the top of the deserted city, the entire deserted city was stunned. Except for Tingyulou, everyone, old and humble, knelt on the ground and shouted "Sir" loudly.

This is surrender from the heart, and it is also a tremor from the soul. Huangcheng is nominally under the rule of the ten major inheritances, but in fact this person is the real master. Even though the ten major inheritances have been controlling Huangcheng a long time ago, But everything has changed since this man appeared, so much so that people have long forgotten when this day started.

However, the middle-aged man didn't even glance at this. He looked up to the sky and stayed on the young voice and shadow, with great interest and a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Wang Dong naturally found the person coming, but his steps were still staggering, and he did not dare to fall with one foot high in the air, because he could not control his strength at the moment. If he fell hastily, it would bring disaster to the deserted city.

But soon, all this changed. Almost as soon as he saw the figure, Wang Dong's steps became more steady step by step. When he stood in front of the figure, he could finally take it calmly.

"Wang Dong?" the middle-aged man whispered, with a faint smile on his face. He stood there as if he were the center of the universe, but sometimes it felt so ordinary that he could hardly feel any difference from ordinary people. , but there is no doubt that this is the real owner behind the deserted city.

The adults are extremely refined, but it does not mean that they know nothing about the outside world. On the contrary, they are well aware of everything happening around them. At this time, standing in front of Wang Dong, they don't feel unfamiliar at all. That faint smile seems to have seen Like old friends I haven't seen in years.

Wang moved his toes to count and slowly landed on the tower. Even though he had tried his best to control it, cracks still spread under his feet. His eyes were solemn. What was supposed to come finally came. It was quite unexpected, because an adult-level figure It is impossible to wake up in such a short period of time in seclusion. Now it seems that the so-called seclusion is probably just to deceive others.

But none of this mattered anymore. He couldn't feel the intention of the middle-aged man in front of him, because the other party just stood there quietly, with neither murderous intention nor goodwill.

"Donngling Shaoqian?" Wang Dong's voice was suppressed. Few people dared to say this name directly, because this name has been dusty for too long, and he had turned into a sacred and awe-inspiring title many years ago. , that is my lord, there are only three people in the entire Dark Continent who are worthy of these two words.

But at this moment, this name that had been silent for countless years was finally remembered again.

The middle-aged man was stunned. It was obvious that he had not heard this title for a long time. He seemed to be deep in thought and recalled something. Then he sighed and said, "It's such a memorable voice. I haven't heard it in so many years." Someone else called me that."

"That's right, Shaoqian, I am Dongling Shaoqian." The middle-aged man spoke, bold and domineering. You can vaguely feel a sense of domineering and passion, and you can even feel the silent era behind this name.

Shaoqian's eyes became hot at first, then calmed down. He looked at Wang Dong calmly and said, "You killed my envoy?"

"No," Wang shook his head, then thought for a moment and added, "Although he deserves to die."

Shao Qian raised his eyebrows. Both his expression and movements were so ordinary. It was hard to imagine that this was one of the three adults who were respected by the world. He seemed to just ask a question casually, and Wang Dong only answered a question that seemed completely different. Do something painful.

Their voices are not loud, but their cultivation is amazing. Even if they just speak casually, it can still be heard for several miles. As long as they are willing, almost all cultivators can hear it. Such dialogue undoubtedly affects everyone's heart, whether it is a deserted city or a city. Everyone in Tingyulou felt their hearts beating loudly and uncontrollably.

But something surprising happened. Shao Qian actually nodded, as if he really believed it. It was obviously a headless case, and Tingyulou couldn't escape its involvement. Now others came to the door. One asked simple questions, and the other answered more straightforwardly. The surprising result was Shao Qianxin, and his face Not a trace of displeasure.

However, things obviously cannot end like this. The Lord rarely shows up. Now that he has come out, it cannot end so simply. Otherwise, this person will not be respected as a god.

Everyone was staring at the sky nervously. No one knew the reason for the sudden arrival of the master. It seemed that it was not the reason why the envoy was killed. And judging from the expression of the master, although Dongfang Chen was his envoy, even if Even if it is dead, it is just dead, nothing more, just like a dead ant in the house, there will be no expression at all.

Shao Qian looked behind Wang Dong with great interest, and then slowly stretched out his hand. He saw ten desolate orders burning with blazing flames, spinning in his hand, and then slowly returning to the same position. Finally, a picture appeared. It was Wang Dong. The scene of intercepting the Dark Netherworld and obtaining the residual map of the Netherworld.

"You know my purpose of coming. Originally I was not in a hurry, but some people have already taken action. This last Nether Fruit will never be allowed to fall into other people's water." Shao Qian whispered, with an irresistible tone in his voice. of majesty.

(End of chapter)