Chapter 665 He is here
After the Second Hall finished speaking, Wuji Jun's brows slightly raised.
Wuji Jun, who had almost no emotional fluctuations since his resurrection, looked at the Second Hall with some surprise at this moment, wondering what he was thinking.
"You said it very well,
However, I can think of a way to deal with future matters later... As long as I complete my immortality, I will have endless time to think about this problem."
The next moment, Wuji Jun appeared in front of the Second Hall, with a pair of scarlet philosopher's stones inlaid between his eyebrows, like a pair of eyes that see through everything.
"... Now, I need the philosopher's stone."
Wuji Jun's palm gently grabbed the Second Hall's picture frame. His movements clearly seemed to be effortless, but they were like lightning and could not be captured.
After all, the Second Hall was an eighth-level, so it would not be killed instantly like other seventh-level ones. Countless abstract graphics surged out of the picture frame, instantly submerging Wuji Jun's figure!
At the same time, a thick and extremely strong black thunder streaked across the sky and accurately hit Wuji Jun's position!
Boom--! !
Thick smoke billowed from the broken abstract picture array, and a picture frame flew out of the smoke and dust like a meteor. One-third of the picture frame had been transformed into gold, and the abstract human face in it flickered.
After just one encounter, the Second Hall was seriously injured.
Lü Liangren was not afraid of Wuji Jun. He held an eight-foot ink brush in his hand, stomped his feet on the ground, and rushed into the smoke and dust like a cannonball, ready to fight to the death.
But when he rushed into the smoke and dust, he did not see the figure of Wuji Jun. There were only two sage stones embedded on the broken earth, emitting a mysterious glimmer...
"This..."
Before Lü Liangren could speak, a huge face of the earth emerged from below, followed by mountain-like hands and arms that lifted the sky, and the earth shook in an instant!
A giant shadow that stood tall and upright stood up from the depths of the earth... It did not come from the ground, it was the earth itself.
No matter how hard Lu Liangren tried, he could not have imagined that Wuji Jun could actually merge his body with the earth. Under the flickering of the two philosopher stones, Wuji Jun's consciousness had already attached to this land. As long as the earth was not destroyed, Wuji would not die.
As the earth giant slowly stood up, its head even soared into the sky, and a huge shadow was cast on the hollowed-out veins. Various strange rock formations were exposed to the air, as if this place no longer belonged to the earth.
At this time, Lu Liangren and the second hall were extremely small against the backdrop of the earth giant, like grains of sand.
"Is this... the strength of the ninth level?" Lu Liangren looked up at this scene and muttered to himself.
"No, this is not the complete ninth level." The second hall stared at the two sage stones between the eyebrows of the earth giant. "I'm afraid that he separated a part of his consciousness and injected it into this body... This may just be a clone that carries part of the power of the Nine Lords."
"Part? How much is a part?"
"Half, or... one third?"
As the two were talking, the earth giant slowly raised his arms. As his hands held the ball in the void, part of the soil and gravel began to gather in the center, and then transformed into other substances visibly with the naked eye. A ball of blazing sun was outlined in front of the earth giant!
Unlike the miniature sun that killed Yang Muquan just now, the volume of this time is dozens of times larger than before!
That is a real sun born from nuclear fusion!
...
"What is that?"
Jian Changsheng suddenly pointed to the dazzling light in the distance and asked.
Everyone in the Dusk Society stared at that direction, and their faces suddenly became ugly...
"That can't be..."
"It seems that Wuji Jun is really here." Bai Ye said helplessly, "This time, the Red Dust Realm is in danger..."
"No, Wuji Jun can really rub nuclear bombs with his hands? What else is there to play? He just throws a few nuclear bombs, and the entire Red Dust Realm will be razed to the ground!" Jian Changsheng widened his eyes.
Rubbing nuclear bombs with hands...
Although Chen Ling knew that Wuji Jun's ability was "materials science", he didn't know much about it, and didn't know that this thing could actually cause a nuclear strike out of thin air... So, the attack on the Red Dust Realm that year was probably related to Wuji Jun?
Chen Ling was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes blurred, and his body staggered and almost fell.
"Hongxin, what's wrong with you?" Jian Changsheng was slightly startled when he saw this scene.
Chen Ling frowned, and he looked down at his fingertips. The red embroidery thread that had pierced his flesh just now seemed to have penetrated into his body through the wound and disappeared.
In front of his eyes, some broken fragments of the picture began to flash from time to time, as if something was poured into his consciousness.
It was a Su-style house full of petals.
Chen Ling had seen this courtyard in the archives of the times... It was Su Zhiwei's home.
He saw dense red embroidery threads, covering every corner of the house like a spider web, and at the end of these embroidery threads, there was a beautiful figure lying in the petals...
Chen Ling didn't see the person's face clearly, but he could be sure that it was Su Zhiwei!
Chen Ling blinked, and the picture in front of him shattered and disappeared, replaced by Jian Changsheng's face... But he blinked again, and returned to the house full of embroidery threads, just like a consciousness constantly switching between reality and falsehood.
At this time, there was a figure beside Su Zhiwei.
The picture was broken, and Chen Ling could not see his appearance clearly, but as reality and illusion continued to flicker, he vaguely saw that the figure was approaching him.
His feet were all over the floor embroidering silk, and he was wearing a simple cloth. Through the intricately intertwined silk threads, Chen Ling could occasionally see clearly the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which seemed to be old...
As he got closer and closer, Chen Ling finally saw his whole face clearly.
"You...how did you..." Chen Ling stared blankly at the weather-beaten old face, overlapping with the youthful and energetic boy in his memory, and stayed in place for a while.
"haven't seen you for a long time……"
"Chen...Ling..."
A voice that seemed to span time and space lingered in Chen Ling's ears.
It was as if he suddenly woke up from his sleep. He saw clearly the ruins in front of him and the confused Jian Changsheng again, and his forehead was already covered with sweat!
"Hey, isn't it? We are so far apart, and you can be hurt by Lord Wuji?" Jian Changsheng scratched his head, "The explosion didn't even reach us..."
Chen Ling breathed heavily. As if he sensed something, he looked sharply at the void above his head.
"...He's awake, he's here."
"who?"
"The leader of Qingshen Dao, the leader of Fushenghua." Chen Ling paused for a moment.
"...Yao Qing."