Chapter 6 Fighting King Shura on

In the infinite ring, Wu Pengwei stood in the air, covered with blood.

He stepped down like an emperor, waved his big arm, the mottled blood disappeared, and there was an elegant green robe on his body.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to have the door of death and life. It's so deep that even I hid it for you."

The "yin" ghost flashed in front of Wu Pengwei and asked strangely.

Wu Pengwei smiled, turned around and stared at "Yin" and said, "You and I'm just a partner, that's all, right?"

"Yin" was stunned and immediately laughed.

Wu Pengwei stepped up and passed the heavy scene in one step. In mid-air, a palace-sized cyan ball was emitting a faint light. These lights were soft but not blazing, with a calming power.

This is the phantom ball of the exquisite incarnation. The surface of the sphere will always sink in the darkness. The power it brings is enough to make the creatures in the range covered by light full of peaceful life, quiet but not violent.

Except for the door of death and the door of life.

It is not the place where the Phantom Ball can radiate.

Wu Pengwei stood in front of the phantom ball. The next moment, a beautiful woman stood in front of him. It was charming and unparalleled exquisite.

"The bell has seen the Lord."

The delicate but not greasy voice sounded in his ears, which made Wu Pengwei's heart hurt slightly.

"Why do you sacrifice yourself? I can survive." Wu Pengwei said gently. He looked at the beautiful girl with long eyes like water and cherry lips like blood in front of him, and there was a trace of unspeakable sadness in his heart.

It's just a chance to meet, and he just happened to save her. In the final analysis, he actually wants to devour the right charm king. Even if there is no exquisite charm, once he meets a role like the right charm king, he will definitely do it.

But Linglongmei gave her life. From then on, she merged with Wu Pengwei's fantasy and it was difficult to enter the real world.

Unless one day, Wu Pengwei enters the realm of "refinement of gods". At that time, his fantasy will become a brand-new plane, and everything in the fantasy will become a brand-new world. At that time, the exquisite charm will become a god-like existence.

It's just that day, I don't know when it will be realized, maybe forever.

And now, the existence of exquisite charm is just a star in Wu Pengwei's fantasy. Once Wu Pengwei dies, it is also the moment of her death.

"No, these are all voluntary. Lord, I once made a blood oath that whoever avenges my father's murder for me, I will dedicate everything to him, even my life."

The charming voice was firm and unrepentant. Wu Pengwei sighed and stopped talking.

He didn't know that it was because of the trace of pity from the bottom of his heart that he saw that Linglong Mei was not as greedy as others, and immediately wanted to devour or refine it, that he won the favor of Mei, and also strengthened the determination of Linglong Mei to save Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei stretched out his hand and stroked his delicate and white face with his fingertips, which was infinitely gentle. The next moment, his figure had fallen thousands of miles away, on a vast land.

On the ground, a big clam with a foot of 100 meters is slowly opening and withered vitality.

Wu Pengwei smiled, and his fingertips flicked. The ground of tens of thousands of miles suddenly sank, and countless waves emerged, covering the ground and forming a vast ocean.

When the giant clam meets water, it is like being infected with infinite vitality, making an old cow-like chirping and buzzing.

In an instant, its huge clamshell is shiny and bright.

"From now on, this will be your home. Half of this ocean is up to you."

Wu Pengwei said lightly. In response to him, it was the roar of a giant clam like a cow roar.

The light and shadow dissipated. The next moment, Wu Pengwei came tens of thousands of miles away, a chaotic ground. The body of the soul seemed to be a big golden umbrella. In his arms, he was holding a thin man.

That is the Dragon Whale King, the strongest man who once dominated the world, and the eighth best man in Chiyou Monument.

At this moment, he is dying like a giant beast in the twilight.

Before that, the huge changes in the infinite Ring almost killed him. Fortunately, before devouring the Right Charm King, Wu Pengwei considered these changes and let the soul protect him. This extremely strong man is not without the possibility of recovery, or has lost the will to survive.

The death of the Duanshui Marquis and the demise of Zi'ao Goddess, and even the death of tens of thousands of aquariums, were attributed to him. If he had not fulfilled his promise at the beginning and did not take Mr. Shuijing, perhaps the result would be different.

He attributed all his guilt to himself.

For nothing else, just because he is a dragon whale, a unique iron man in heaven and earth.

"Have you figured it out yet?" Wu Pengwei stood in front of the dragon whale, and the soul stood up so that the two could look at each other.

The dragon whale looked at Wu Pengwei. There was only one skin left on his resolute face. Under the defeated skin, there were bones that were almost flesh and blood. He glanced at Wu Pengwei without any reaction, and his eyes were still turbid.

"Ah, boy, it's powerful enough to accept a descendant of a dragon and a wild whale. Tut, this is a rare species. I experimented countless times in those years, and I couldn't leave offspring on a female wild whale."

"Yin" came out again, looking at the dragon whale with shining eyes, as if he had seen a baby.

Wu Pengwei ignored him. He just squatted down, stared at Long Jingjun, and said word by word, "I have enough strength for you to deal with Long Batian, kill him, and crush him. The only thing you need is your nod."

The dragon whale looked at Wu Pengwei, and there was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes.

"The peak of Wu Zun..."

He spit out four words, and then began to be silent.

Wu Pengwei smiled and suddenly rose to the sky. His left hand rose in the void. Under the gaze of the Dragon Whale King, a towering palace quietly formed. The style of this palace is exactly the same as that of the Dragon Emperor Hall. The dragon head is the top, and the dragon body is the hall, which is indescribably magnificent and majestic.

Then, Wu Pengwei swept with his big arm, and a practicing silver light swept across the ground like thunder. Therefore, the sea water in the distance rushed over, forming a lake in front of the Dragon Hall, like a small pond in front of the hall.

"Do you see? I have the power to create the world. Come to me when you think about it."

After a word, Wu Pengwei's figure dissipated again, and it was difficult to catch it with the naked eye.

At this time, there was a trace of anger in his eyes and began to spread.

Tens of millions of miles away, tens of thousands of meters away, the red volcanic world is in front of Wu Pengwei. In the far distance, a small black shadow is just like a shadow. That is the door to death, the world of infinite blood.

It is also the world of the ferocious blood Shura.

In the vast red underground world, in addition to the sea of molten fire, there are also several huge white mountains, which are the remnants of the gods of the Marquis in white and integrated into the bloody world formed by the door of dead thoughts.

"Kid, there is a powerful existence like an ancient god in the door of death. Don't provoke it now."

"Yin" appeared in front of Wu Pengwei again. This time, its tone was surprisingly deep and long, showing that it was very serious and not joking.

"You have just entered the realm of creation, and your understanding of the elements of heaven and earth is not very skillful. There is no life in your world, and everything needs to be changed. You need to calculate, learn how to distribute mountains and rivers, and even how to create an environment suitable for the derivative of life. Boy, you need patience."

"Yin"'s earnest persuasion, it mistakenly thought that Wu Pengwei wanted to eliminate all the unique existences in his fantasy.

Wu Pengwei did not answer, but took out a cyan lamp-shaped pendant from his chest. In the pendant, a little cyan flame was gently burning, which was a little spiritual fire of Bai Nian'an, his beloved brother Shura.

If the fire of spiritual knowledge is not extinguished, there is a possibility of rebirth.

"Brother Nian'an, you don't have to wait too long."

Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently, and his figure swept into the boundless bloody world under his feet like the wind.

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