Chapter 1301 Nine, stop hitting me, Mom is afraid

Chapter 1301 Nine, stop hitting me, Mom is afraid

[Where is Buzhou Mountain? Where is the big Buzhou Mountain? ! 】

Confused, this is the first thought of many powerful people in the silver earth.

No matter who took Buzhou Mountain, there was no reason to be so calm.

Although no one has seen the scene of Buzhoushan recognizing his master, Di Jun and Taiyi have seen the scene of Luoshu and Hetu recognizing their master, and the movement cannot be said to be small. Buzhou Mountain is one of the top ten innate spiritual treasures, and it is also known as the key to entering the legendary land. If it recognizes its owner, among other things, at least the Xuanhuang Qi will explode, right?

And just now there were only two people who had close contact with Mount Buzhou. One was Kunpeng. It was obvious from her confused expression that Kunpeng failed to get Mount Buzhou. But Wu Ming, the other one who was the closest, closer than Kunpengdu, also failed to capture Buzhou Mountain. Moreover, Wu Ming was extremely miserable at the moment, so illusory that it seemed as if he would dissipate in the next second.

After Kunpeng was briefly confused, he saw many images in his eyes.

Suddenly, the way she looked at Wu Ming was different.

‘Kunpeng, did Buzhoushan escape on his own? ’

‘Kunpeng, are you okay? ’

The voices of Di Jun and Tai Yi rang in Kunpeng's ears one after another. Kunpeng did not reply. There was a hint of fear hidden in her eyes, but more of it was greed.

Maybe, maybe.

【Chance】

[Undoubted opportunity]

【He, Weakness】

[No, I can’t think about it]

【Silver Earth】

[Yes, the key point is the silver earth]

[The power of the world-destroying state has not ended, there is still a counterattack of the world-destroying state in a more distant place]

【Silver Earth.】

"None of us have gotten Buzhou Mountain, but I feel like Buzhou Mountain has escaped. Although I really have no ability to stop Buzhou Mountain from escaping to low latitudes and incarnating into a hidden existence in low latitudes, I can see that Buzhou Mountain has escaped. Zhou Shan. Bu Zhou Shan must have been taken away by someone and recognized as its owner."

When Di Jun and Tai Yi were about to approach, Kunpeng suddenly returned to normal. In fact, it didn't last for a few seconds, not even a second. In front of Kunpeng, time has long lost the meaning it should have had.

"What? Who?!"

Taiyi, who felt aggrieved because his idol collapsed, heard that Buzhoushan, which was related to Kunpeng's ability to become the third emperor, the legendary most powerful first emperor of the world, and was destined to Kunpeng, was actually taken away. , Taidu, whose aura was a little weak, suddenly became angry three hundred feet high. This was not a rhetorical trick, he actually breathed fire from his head, one breath three hundred feet high.

"I guess it's the Ancestor of the Titans. It wasn't Wu Ming who shouted for the Ancestor of the Titans to take action before. This can't be aimless. It seems that the Ancestor of the Titans did take action. Also, he was originally the emperor during the Great War. A strong contender for the throne, if it hadn’t been for the genocide-level war between the Logic Clan and the Titan Clan, one of you and I might not be able to hold the position of emperor now.”

Di Jun on the side said quietly: "I didn't expect that this ancient being who had disappeared for many years would make a big splash if he didn't take action. He actually took Buzhou Mountain away under our noses and made him recognize his master. It seems that The day when the ancestor of the Titans returns is coming soon, he is indeed the most terrifying conspirator during the war between all races."

"Hmph! What kind of ancestor of the Titans is just an old guy who has survived from the Hongmeng Calendar and didn't even need the identity of the Innate Demon God in order to survive! The rat generation who dare not show his face still calls himself a 'seat' level in the Hongmeng Calendar. In my opinion, the Innate Demon God That's it! Don't say he dares to show his face, even if he hides, I will come to kill him and help Kunpeng take back Buzhou Mountain!"

Taiyi's voice was much louder when he said this. It was obvious that his words were not only for the "Ancestor of the Titans who was hiding in an unnoticed position and holding Buzhou Mountain in his arms", but also as a warning to this person. Innate demon gods emerged from the corners of the ancient continent, and even from various hidden planes in the multiverse.

If you don't get out of here, I'll beat you to the head!

The range of Taiyi's map cannon is indeed a bit too large. No matter what the attitudes of the innate demon gods present towards Luo, whether they like or hate him, nothing can change.

That is, Luo is one of the thirteen most powerful innate demon gods, and has an existence called [Luo's Seat].

Taiyi insulted Luo in this way and fired the map cannon. Is this a spanking for Luo? This is a slap in their face!

"Tai Xiao'er, watch your words!"

"Haha, I remember you, Jidu Rahu. Because the Third Emperor has the elements of [yin and yang], you also claimed to be the achiever of the Third Emperor in the war of all races. What? Are you looking for a beating!"

"You're looking for death!"

The black and white kerosene lamp in Jidu Luohu's hand is his natal innate spiritual treasure. It follows him from the Chaos Calendar to the Hongmeng Calendar. It has the attributes of life and death. It seems to be particularly suitable for a certain logistics manager of the Zhongzhou Team.

"Enough!"

Seeing that the second round of innate chaos was about to begin, the Hetu Luoshu on Di Jun's head immediately erupted with the power of the top innate spiritual treasure, shocking Jidu Luohu, who did not know whether to live or die.

"Everyone, you know the rules. If you want to cultivate dependents on the ancient continent and join all races, then I, as the emperor of all races, will naturally welcome you. But if you want to prepare to start the innate war, then follow me to outer space. war!"

To be fair, compared to Taiyi, Dijun obviously has more of an emperor's demeanor.

Although Dijun is usually a mother-in-law, Dijun's performance in the overall situation is much better than Taiyi's.

Taiyi is the type who is more steadfast in his original aspirations. When he was just an innate fire element, Taiyi would fight with others at any time. If he met something he didn't like, he would kill it.

Now that he has become the Eastern Emperor, Taiyi still remembers his original aspirations and still has a bad temper, but he is stopped by Dijun and controlled by Kunpeng.

Looking at the Luoshu and Hetu on Dijun's head, and thinking about Dijun's Hetu Luoshu Hunyuan formation just now, and superimposing Hunyuan Destiny, which is both the light of the soul and the ultimate skill, he blocked the fist that seemed to be able to raise the entire multiverse with one punch

The two swords, one pale green and one pale white, were the first to escape. The owner of the two swords was even a little confused about why he came to stir up this muddy water. He was obviously staying at home well, why did he have to get involved in this trip?

Just like that, a series of murmurs sounded in the blood sea of ​​the Styx

Then the four directions and four symbols also retreated from each other. The four of them joined forces and were not afraid of the two emperors of the East Heaven. Let’s not talk about anything else. In the encirclement and suppression battle, Xuanwu withstood the ultimate kick without any damage. There was not even a scratch on the tortoise shell. It was just kicked into the deepest part of the multiverse.

Some specific innate demon gods will get a very terrifying increase in strength when they join forces, such as the four innate demon gods [Chimei Wangliang]. Where the Chimei Wangliang roared, even the heaven and earth would be afraid.

But the four symbols are not in harmony!

There are only four innate demon gods in total, and they can still split into two small groups.

Qinglong retreated immediately after seeing this. He is a more neurotic type among the four symbols. Because he has persecution delusion, which should be innate, so that although Qinglong is both thunder and Qingmu, his best skill is not fighting, but survival. Even so, Qinglong still didn't dare to trust anyone, not even Xuanwu. Seeing that he couldn't get Buzhou Mountain, Qinglong, who had no idea why he had to come to this muddy water, left at the fastest speed with the same confusion as Minghe.

The remaining three looked at each other. Although they were still somewhat hostile to each other, they all showed helpless eyes.

——This guy is hopeless.

Zhuque turned into a red-haired woman. Although she was the controller of the origin of fire, unlike the public's stereotype that the fire system should have a bad temper, Zhuque's personality was relatively easy-going, so that her appearance was also relatively quiet.

Seeing that there was nothing to do now, Zhuque bowed gently to the two emperors and then left. When Zhuque left, Baihu, who had formed an alliance with Zhuque, roared unwillingly and left.

There was no way. If the four elephants were not gathered together, they could not fight with the two emperors, not to mention Kunpeng.

Xuanwu was the last to leave. Taiyi couldn't break its defense anyway. At most, he would be suppressed for billions of years, just like changing his place to sleep.

Watching Xuanwu leave slowly like an old man taking a walk to digest food after dinner, the pressure quietly came to Jidu Luohou.

"Hmph!"

Jidu Luohou snorted coldly, and glanced at Wu Ming, who was almost disappearing from the corner of his eyes. Wu Ming was staring blankly at the thing in his palm, a small exquisite tower the size of a palm.

'This thing seems a little familiar? '

Thinking of this, Jidu Luohou reached out to grab the small tower.

But just like getting a good thing, you have to try it. Wu Ming smiled lightly, and endless Xuanhuang Qi burst out from the small tower!

Under normal circumstances, Xuanhuang Qi is like cotton silk, soft and soft, and looks powerless.

But it may be that the ups and downs are a bit strong, or it may be that the intimidation of Amor and the others is a bit strong.

Wu Ming, who was thinking about establishing his authority, suddenly activated the small tower in his hand. The scientific name of the small tower was [Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda].

"Heh..."

Wu Ming chuckled, his expression seemed calm, but his eyes were full of violence. He saw that the Xuanhuang aura in his hand had changed from the size of a filament to the size of a little finger. He held the small tower high and gently squeezed it upward.

In an instant, the world, Xuanhuang, all appeared in his hands, and all the living beings between the world and Xuanhuang also appeared in his palms. The world and Xuanhuang were boiling, and turned into Xuanhuang aura sweeping up!

"Yes, world"

This time, Jidu Luohou recognized it.

Back then, the world first killed three thousand innate demons, and then established the world and Xuanhuang. The world did not kill all the innate demons, and Jidu Luohou was one of the fish that escaped the net, so he knew the world and Xuanhuang very well.

There was no explosion, no light and shadow.

The aura of Xuanhuang rolled gently, and Jidu Luohou, who was fleeing to the outer plane, disappeared without a trace.

Wu Ming held the Xuanhuang in his hand and laughed softly, and then the laughter gradually became louder, and finally, it resounded throughout the world.

Until Kunpeng stepped forward.

The battle of the Silver Earth has ended, but that earth-shaking, no, it can only be said that the battle that changed the world is still unforgettable for Wu Ming and the entire prehistoric world.

One day, just one day.

No one could have imagined that the change came so quickly and so suddenly.

It was obviously the mortal cannon fodder army that paved the way at the beginning. Not to mention the end of the first saint, even the spirit positions that directly took action were not many, and the spirit positions that were sent out were mainly clones.

But from the advance of the army to the fall of the saints, the blood rain, the destruction of the world, the finality of the imperial war, and the great lord holding the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of the Heaven and Earth to completely end the battle of the Silver Earth, all happened in the same day.

The whole prehistoric world is spreading rumors - no matter what the final outcome is, this is a day that will be thoroughly remembered in the prehistoric history.

Among the races heading to the Silver Land, the elves are not just winning, but winning a lot. Because under the advice of the first wise man, Silver Moonlight, they basically did not over-involve in the affairs of the Silver Land. Although they also sent a large army to set out, the elves who withdrew quickly when they saw the situation was not right suffered very little loss, and it can even be said that it is almost equal to nothing.

The elves have no saints who have died, which is their biggest advantage compared to those races whose saints have died out! As long as the saints are still there, the mortals in the tribe can be recreated if they die out!

When Wu Jie and Zheng Zha were killing people in the high latitude, the saints of the elves did not run away, but as long as they did not take the initiative, Wu Jie would pretend not to see them. Wu Jie even specifically told Zheng Zha that if he saw the saints of the elves, he did not need to kill them as long as the other party did not take the initiative.

The elves, who were once ranked 20th among all the races, with two high saints and several primary saints, successfully advanced to the 11th position among all the races. If the elves were not born with their own origins and there were no innate masters in the race, the elves would have directly entered the top ten of all the races this time.

As long as there is no loss, it is a bloody profit.

The Sea Kings, who were once ranked 12th among all the races, were directly beaten and dropped out of the top 20. Although the Dragons lost two primary saints and one high saint, who was still a relatively strong high saint, the two innate masters in the race were fine. Although they also suffered heavy losses, they were not seriously injured.

As for some of the saints of the entire race, such as the Qingkong Clan, which was originally ranked 35th among all the races, their fate was very, very miserable.

And the one who caused a major change in the prehistoric pattern made the Second Emperor of Dongtian suffer several times, and finally had to return to his palace with a pinched nose.

Humanity is about to rise!

This information was widely spread throughout the entire prehistoric continent, because Wu Ming's rise was unstoppable. He fought against the two emperors of Dongtian alone and forced the two emperors to bow their heads. Even if Wu Ming was a human, no one dared to make any complaints about his rise.

You can disrespect humans, but you cannot disrespect power.

After the battle on the silver land, the entire prehistoric human race intentionally or unintentionally marched towards the territories of the nine alliances, including some who were legends of killing, demigods, and even spiritual-level aliens! Facing the mighty human migration army, the myriad races that once treated humans as grass, livestock, and food no longer dared to act recklessly.

Not to mention attacks, when encountering large-scale human migration, they had to send troops, or even send extraordinary escorts. They were afraid that something would happen to this group of humans, and if someone took the blame, a big clan? A saint? Let's not talk about whether ordinary saints dare to act rashly. Wu Jie and Zheng Zha killed too fiercely in the high latitude, and at least one-third of the prehistoric saints fell. There are basically no saints in the races ranked after 100.

Without even a saint, what can these small tribes use to resist Wu Ming's army?

"Humanity is about to rise."

Ziya's eyes were full of tears. What he wanted was the rise of mankind. Now under the leadership of Wu Ming, mankind can finally stand up straight and straighten their spines as Wu Ming said that day on the silver land, and no longer be the target of the wanton slaughter of all races. He chose Wu Ming for many reasons at the beginning, and in Ziya's plan, Wu Ming could rely on his identity to find a way to obtain a piece of territory in the business alliance, and then protect some humans.

Although Ziya also has a more ambitious goal in his heart, it is too far away, and even the most ambitious goal is not even one ten-thousandth of the current grand occasion. Ziya had long regarded Wu Ming as the savior of mankind. At the moment when Wu Ming fought against the two emperors with the exquisite pagoda of Xuanhuang on his head, a certain emotion in Ziya's heart reached its peak.

‘Great Lord, you are the savior of mankind, you are the hope of mankind. No matter how the mountains and rivers change, or how time passes, even if Ziya is no longer Ziya, you are still the supreme emperor in my heart.’

Yes, the emperor.

Ziya is the prime minister of the Nine Alliances. In fact, the Nine Alliances have long had the idea of ​​establishing a country, but they have to delay it due to various events. Of course, no one dares to prevent Wu Ming from establishing a country, and no one dares to prevent mankind from establishing a country and establishing a human empire!

Since there is an empire, the emperor should naturally be established.

In the prehistoric continent, there are countless kingdoms, principalities, empires, and various emperors and lords, but no one dares to call himself an emperor.

Because the emperor is not just a name, it is first of all the supreme status that can only be possessed by those who have the power to suppress the prehistoric, and then the name. If you call yourself an emperor in the prehistoric continent, you will be beaten to death if you are found out.

But Wu Ming called himself the emperor of man, and no one dared to refute him.

Wu Ming wanted to be an emperor, an emperor with the same status as the two emperors of Dongtian!

When this news was passed to every communication in the prehistoric continent, it was not enough to shock the prehistoric continent. The miracle of Wu Ming had made the prehistoric tribes numb, as if no matter what happened to this human, it was not surprising.

Then this information was officially certified - the two emperors of Dongtian did not refute it, and the emperor Jun even sent someone to send a gift and sincerely invited Wu Ming to visit the emperor's palace in the future.

This is not a hint, it is tacitly agreed.

This is already a clear indication!

——At this time, the first wise man of the elves, who realized that he was about to have a son-in-law, was already smiling. Because of Wu Ming, the status of the elves rose, and his own status in the elves also rose sharply, second only to the ancestors of the elves and the ancestors of the elves.

In short, everything is developing in a very good direction!

After completing part of his daily work, Zi Ya, who was full of energy, took advantage of the short break time to look at the magic tower in the core of the territory with fanatical eyes. That was Wu Ming's place of practice. On the surface, it was a magic tower, but in fact it was a blessed land.

But it was also at this time that Wu Ming, the hope of mankind in Zi Ya's heart, the immortal legend spread by the prehistoric tribes, the savior of mankind, the initiator of the Donghuang Taiyi Hongwen ceremony, one of the shareholders of the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, the son-in-law of the first wise man of the elves, Silver Moonlight, the only orthodox cultivator in the prehistoric calendar period, Ming, just woke up from a dream.

For Wu Ming, everything that happened in the Silver Land was really like a dream.

It's just that it's hard to say how much of this dream is a good dream and how much of it is a nightmare.

At least for Wu Ming, the part after Wu Jie left him can be described as [ups and downs] and [I dare not even dream about it].

[Nine, stop hitting me, my mother is afraid.]

"Ahhhhhhh——"

Today, the great lord Wu Ming did not sleep well.