Chapter 1786: dead body
Chapter 1786 No Life
"It seems that the last time I was injured, the impact was really not small, and it even made the puppet regain a sense of self." Tianling frowned.
Zhang Lulu was expressionless, he was not interested in discussing the puppet with Tianling, he just wanted to know who injured Tianling.
seemed to sense Zhang Lu's impatience, Tianling said slowly: "That puppet is right, someone did break into the tomb of the sky and hurt me heavily."
Zhang Lu suddenly regained his energy and his expression became more serious.
"That person... is named Zhi Wusheng." Tian Ling said lightly: "This person is my deity's once capable subordinate, and he followed my deity to fight in the Quartet in another muddy fog, and made great contributions. His strength is very strong, very powerful!"
Speaking of this, Tianling's tone is also unprecedentedly serious and serious: "Simply speaking of strong, you may not have a specific concept, let's put it this way, there is actually a very special realm between the ten thousand layers and the Lord of Hunmeng, this The realm, I call it the Infinite Creation Realm. There are three people who have set foot in the Infinite Creation Realm. One is me, the other is the Hunmeng tree, and the other is the skeleton. And the skeleton is the three of us. The strongest among them. In terms of individual strength, neither I nor Hunmengshu are his opponents, only me and Hunmengshu can defeat him.”
Hearing Tianling mention the name "Zhi Wusheng", Zhang Lu's figure immediately appeared in Zhang Lu's mind.
Hun Mengtian, the mysterious old man, could it be "the dead man"?
And after Tianling mentioned the strength of Zhan Wusheng, Zhang Lu couldn't help but secretly shocked: "Infinite Creation Realm? More powerful than Heavenly Tomb's Will and Hunmeng Tree?"
If the old man is really "no life", then this person is too well hidden.
"What is the Infinite Creation Realm? Why did Zun Wusheng attack you?" Zhang Lu asked immediately.
"The so-called Infinite Creation Realm actually belongs to the category of those who control the chaos, and even belongs to the Myriad Layers Realm. It is just that the realization of the immeasurable creation makes it possible to obtain a ten-fold or a hundred-fold increase, whether it is the profound creation of creation or the will of the Creator. "Tianling said without rushing: "In the final analysis, the infinite creation realm still belongs to the ten thousand layers, or the special ten thousand layers, and has not broken the shackles of the ten thousand layers."
Zhang Lu thoughtfully said: "That is to say, you are still in the Myriad Realm in essence, and it is only because of the increase of infinite good fortune that your strength has skyrocketed?"
Tianling nodded: "That's what it means."
"Why did Zun Wusheng attack you?" Zhang Lu asked again.
"Because... he betrayed my deity." When Tianling spoke, there was a faint murderous intent around him, "After the deity's fall, Zong Wusheng tried to occupy the magpie's nest, occupy the mud, and replace the deity's. status and become the new Lord of Hunmeng. But he did not expect that although the deity has fallen, Hunmeng is not something he can control. Only those who have truly stepped into the realm of the master of Hunmeng can control Hunmeng. He overestimated it. His own ability, or in other words, his ambition, is beyond his ability. So much so that when he refined the will of the deity Creator, he was met with backlash."
"What he didn't expect was that although the deity fell, I didn't. After knowing his wolf ambitions, I attacked him while he was being attacked and severely injured him, and based on the will of the creator of the deity. , opened up the celestial tomb, which is the altar of the apocalypse."
"It's a pity that I underestimated Zong Wusheng's strength. Even if he was attacked by the will of the original creator, attacked by me, and suffered unprecedented heavy damage, he still did not fall, but hid, recuperates in secret, and united with him. Those who control the mud have opened up a place called mud fog."
Zhang Lu was a little surprised: "You know Hun Mengtian?"
Tianling said lightly: "Of course I know. After all, I have a lot of puppets in the Myriad Realm. Some of them have received an invitation from Hun Mengtian, and some were even a member of Hun Mengtian. I was encouraged by that guy. Detecting the situation of the Apocalypse Altar, but eventually became a puppet."
Here, Zhang Lu can basically be sure that the old man is "the dead man".
"Zhou Wusheng has always held a grudge against what happened in the past, and has been looking for opportunities to retaliate against me." Tianling said: "Not only that, he betrayed my deity, and he was also afraid that he would settle accounts with him after my deity was resurrected, so he did everything possible to stop me. Resurrection of the deity, in addition, he also fooled a lot of muddy masters, trying to gather the power of everyone to open up a new muddy fog, and wanted to use this to step into the realm of the muddy master..."
Creating a new Hunmeng is just a pretense, his real purpose is to use this to step into the realm of the Lord Hunmeng!
Zhang Lu was not sure if Tianling was lying, so he said tentatively: "Maybe he wants to set foot in the realm of the Lord of Hunmeng by opening up a new Hunmeng, but no one can deny that once the new Hunmeng is successfully opened, it can be saved. Hundreds of trillions of living beings in Hun Meng can be regarded as infinite merits."
This incident is good for Zhan Wusheng, and it is also a rescue for the endless creatures.
"Rescue?" Tianling sneered, "Do you think Zou Wusheng would be so kind? He just wanted to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng, including the endless creatures, in order to open up a new Hunmeng. Don't look at what he said. , with a look of pity for all beings, but at that time, he will definitely sacrifice the entire Hunmeng without hesitation, because this is the only way for Hunmengtian to evolve into Hunmeng."
Zhang Lu was dubious: "How do you know?"
Tianling glanced at Zhang Lu and said leisurely: "Didn't you find that the operation of the chaotic sky is almost the same as the operation of my apocalypse altar? I am driving countless puppets, sacrificing their mysterious creation, and the skeleton Lifeless is about letting those idiots give their power willingly... Although one is forced and one is voluntary, but in essence, they are all the same."
Hearing what Tianling said, Zhang Lu also reacted somewhat.
The situation of Hunmengtian and Apocalypse Altar is really similar.
It’s just that there is no ancestral temple in Hunmengtian, but a huge stone platform instead.
"What the **** is going on?" Zhang Lu was a little confused.
Tianling said in no hurry: "Because this method of enlightenment is the method that my deity realized in the process of creating Hunmeng, its real function is to create Hunmeng, and it also includes maintaining the order of Hunmeng. The clone naturally knows the law of the apocalypse, and through the method of the apocalypse, he found a way to resurrect the deity. As the deity's capable subordinate, the deity also taught the law of the apocalypse to the deity, but only The law of apocalypse passed on to Zong Wusheng is a castrated version."
When it comes to castration, Zhang Lu seems to understand it very well, and there is a flash of embarrassment on his face.
"The castrated version of the Apocalypse method has higher requirements and consumes more energy." Tianling said: "Although I have killed a lot of muddy masters and enslaved many nine-star muddy masters, but the whole muddy people are not affected. The impact is still within the range that Hunmeng can bear, so the deity can be resurrected and Hunmeng can get back on track.
Tianling said indifferently: "I open up the altar of the apocalypse based on the will of the creator of this deity, but Zong Wusheng has nothing and needs to pay a great price to open up the cloudy sky, this is only the first point, more Another important point is that the conditions for the complete Apocalypse method I cast are relatively easy. What Zong Wusheng uses is the castrated version of the apocalypse method. Sacrifice the entire Hunmeng!"
Speaking of this, Tianling laughed: "Either sacrifice the whole Hunmeng, or... Hunmengtian will always be just Hunmengtian. Which do you think he will choose?"
"Probably...it's the latter, right?" Zhang Lu was silent for a while, then said solemnly.
Put yourself in the shoes and think about it, if it were Zhang Lu himself, he would also choose to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng.
"You are very honest." Tianling nodded, and then said: "I obliterated countless muddy masters, and enslaved many nine-star muddy controlers. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, I am the biggest threat to muddy, and it is everyone's fault. As for the existence of Zhu Zhi, compared to his corpse, I am too kind, at least, I haven't been so mad that I sacrificed the whole fog."
"It's not that you're not so mad, but you don't need to do it." Zhang Lu retorted: "If you really need to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng, I believe you will do it without hesitation."
After a pause, Zhang Lu continued: "Furthermore, it is an established fact that you obliterate the muddled masters, and there is no life, so far, there has been no massacre. As for whether he will sacrifice the entire muddy fog in the future, That's in the future. Who's to say what didn't happen?"
"Then what?" Tianling said lightly, "Are you helping him deal with me because of this?"
Zhang Lu shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in interfering with your affairs. I don't care about you, whether it's dead or alive, I only care about Hun Meng, this is not bad, it's a pity to destroy it, whoever is the scourge Hunmeng, I will deal with whoever."
He stared at Tianling and said expressionlessly: "I don't care what you did in the past, but in the future, you will have to obliterate the muddy masters at will, and you must not lure the muddy masters into the tomb of the sky, and you must not manipulate them..." This was the toughest sentence Zhang Lu said after seeing Tianling, showing his strong side.
His words immediately stimulated Tianling, who suddenly boiled with the spirit of the dead tomb, shouting: "Impossible!"
Tianling said coldly: "Everything I do is to revive the deity! If it stops, the deity will sleep forever, and the fog will be destroyed..."
"What does the life and death of your deity have to do with me?" While Tianling was agitated and did not pay attention, Zhang Lu said indifferently while constructing a teleportation wormhole behind him: "As for Hunmeng, as long as you don't mess around, I believe , Hunmeng can still hold on for a long time, and this time is enough for me to find a way to save Hunmeng."
As long as he can completely step into the realm of the Lord of Hunmeng, he will surely find a way to prevent the destruction of Hunmeng.
Tianling stared at Zhang Lu coldly, and his killing intent became stronger and stronger.