Chapter 92 Shi Po Tian Jing

"Me?" Wu Pengwei was obviously a little surprised and felt a little absurd. "Compared with you powerful creatures, I'm just an ordinary person, a slightly powerful ordinary person."

"ordinary people?" The cyan fireworks in General Yingling's eyes beat like a flame through water, and his tone was full of frustration: "Do you think you are an ordinary person? Are you an ordinary person who integrates the divine source of 'nohism'?

"God's source?"

Hearing this word, Wu Pengwei's heart was beating.

The "Yin" on the side shouted, "Yingling, you pile of broken copper and iron, don't rely on being familiar with me. Just talk nonsense here. You and I are familiar with each other. If you talk nonsense, you will turn against me."

"What's wrong?" General Yingling turned his head and slapped his palm on the chest of "Yin" without saying anything. "Yin" was shocked. He didn't even see how this palm hit his chest. He just felt that his qi and blood were stagnant all over his body, and all his blood began to freeze. Then he rolled on the iron palm of General Yingling's chest, which looked like a A tiny whirlpool.

"Yin" suddenly couldn't speak, and even a trace of resistance could not be exerted.

This change is so strange, just like the sudden change of the black hole that seals the "Yin" body, making Wu Pengwei and "Yin" unable to resist.

"Kid, don't be shameless. You're going to call me big brother when you see me. You're fucking bullshit." General Yingling leaned over to Yin's ear, and his voice sounded like a snake.

At this moment, a blood-red knife flew and cut, with an incomparable speed and silence. Wherever it passed, the dark space was scratched by the blade, like a cut paper.

This style of knife is fast, silent and vicious, integrating all the power of Wu Pengwei and the understanding of Xingchen martial arts.

Even a martial arts master can't escape this strange and unparalleled blow in such a short distance.

"Bang..."

A crisp bullet was startled. General Yingling just a flick of his head and bounced the Shura Wusheng knife, which could kill Wusheng, to one side.

Wu Pengwei, who held the knife, immediately flew back, and a vast force that was more powerful than Wu Sheng came, making him unable to resist.

"Boom............"

Wu Pengwei's body hit the bronze wall fiercely, making an amazing echo in the open hall.

"I don't measure myself." General Yingling snorted disdainfully, but immediately closed his mouth and his eyes shrank.

At the end of his sight, Wu Pengwei, who had thought he would be decadent, was crawling on the bronze wall in a strange posture. His eyes were fierce, and his limbs fell into it like a gecko. With the handle of Shura's knife in his mouth, he ejected again with a huge impact. The speed was more than that. No less than.

He held the "Sura Wusheng Knife" in his left hand, and in his right hand, he reached out the "King Kong Sword" and drew two mysterious trajectories.

In the trajectory, a huge snake spirit King Kong is roaring and roaring in it, surrounded by endless dead air.

The stars are like the sea, and the stars are like swords.

This is the Xingchen Kendo that Wu Pengwei used to kill the real people in the field. It is dark and changes endlessly.

"Well, this ancient map of stars is still taught to you, and it is actually used to deal with me."

General Yingling sneered again and bombarded him with a palm.

The palm is like the collapse of the sun and the moon, capturing everything, containing a chaotic confusion, the initial taste of heaven and earth, and the endless star changes suddenly condensed in this palm.

With a slap, the sky and the earth cracked.

I don't know what kind of metal the metal palm of General Yingling is. Unexpectedly, it hit the edge of "Sura Wusheng Knife" and "King Kong Sword", which is enough to tear everything. The two magic soldiers can't hurt them at all.

The offensive stopped.

But General Yingling felt a pain in the palm of his palm patted on the chest of the "yin". A circle of thick green vines rolled up like a snake between his palm and the vaginal body. There were infinitely sharp serrated things on the vines, as hard as a knife, with the rapid ** of the vines, bursting out a fluffy spark.

Under the vines is a huge green giant, covered with thick turquoise vines.

When General Yingling glanced at the other party, the Hulk was roaring and rushed over like a bull. The distance between the two sides was less than half a meter, and there was no way to give in. General Yingling's body was suddenly hit by the other party.

It is as heavy as a mountain, with a impact force of at least 500,000 catties.

General Yingling snorted, his body leaned back slightly, and his palms did not leave the "yin" chest. But at this time, another burly figure appeared under his ribs, and the flat-headed "thunder" exhaled and punched out.

This punch bombarded at the junction of General Yingling and "Yin" and forced him to separate.

With one move, Wu Pengwei's body turned into a flame, which exploded in an instant and disappeared.

And "Yin" and the Thunder and the Hulk turned into remnants at the same time, which is nothingness.

"Okay, it's a little interesting."

General Yingling smiled and suddenly stamped his foot. A crisp explosion sounded in the void. The four people who intended to return to the fantasy suddenly fell down and appeared on the ground in confusion.

"This is the star secret land of the star owner. Where do you want to escape?"

General Yingling turned around and stared at the four people fiercely with cyan fireworks eyes.

The atmosphere was suddenly extremely strong, and the war was imminent. Wu Pengwei and other four people raised the power of qi and blood to the extreme, ready to fight to the death.

"Forget it, Uncle Yingling, why do you joke with them like this?"

A childish child's voice broke the atmosphere of silence. The lovely body of the red child was reflected between the two sides. Looking at the tense appearance of both sides, he kept shaking his head and sighing.

General Yingling smiled and spread his hands: "I'm just joking with them. By the way, let's see their strength."

"Yin" and other three people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Only Wu Pengwei had stared at the other party fiercely, and the sword in his hand had no intention of putting it down at all.

"Hey, boy, what do you want to do?" Yin whispered to his ear and tried to let him put down his sword.

Wu Pengwei replied coldly, "I knew he would not kill us, but he can't bully my companions either."

General Yingling and "Yin" were stunned at the same time. The former was stunned, and the latter was moved.

"Ha ha, well said..." General Yingling suddenly laughed, and his whole popularity was relaxed, dilapidated and decadent. There was no trace of previous hegemony, just like the giant who had died for a long time in the middle of the hall.

He sat down cross-legged and sighed like an old man in the evening, "Kid, forget it, sit down, let's talk about it, let me tell you some reasons, these things are closely related to you, including your mother imprisoned in the 'Nightmare Mountain'."

Hearing the word mother, Wu Pengwei's heart moved and his gestures loosened.

"You may be curious, how can an almost immortal being die? How can his death be related to you? In fact, all this is not fabricated by me, but true, but everything needs me to start from the beginning.

"This world is just a very small one in the world of the heavens. In the words of Buddhism, a drop in the sea, a sand of the Ganges, in a space you don't know, there are countless worlds like this, tens of millions, these spaces are a little huge, civilization, amazing power, some are weak, ignorant, power is humble, but no In terms of being humble or powerful, you are just the products created by the stars, all of which belong to the stars.

Wu Pengwei's heart moved: "It belongs to the wealth of the star owner, but as far as I know, the world we live in seems to belong to a space called the divine world. They are the ones who master many strange existences similar to ours."

"That's good. You know a lot." General Yingling nodded, "The mind world is indeed the core of the world of the heavens, the source of all civilizations, but the mind world was just a chaos hundreds of millions of years ago, a place created by many star masters in nothingness, the home of the gods is the eternal existence above all changes, and the world of mind. The world is just the name of future generations. Billions of years ago, its name was 'Return to the Ruins'.

"Return to the ruins, this name is too decadent." Yin is a little disdainful.

General Yingling stared at him and continued, "That's because the birth of the star owners' homeland has long been destroyed. Returning to the ruins is where they are reborn after the disaster, where they send all the hope is, and it is also a nostalgia for the destruction of the old home."

"In the 'Return to the Ruins', there are eight star lords, namely, the Lord of the Burning Sun, the Lord of the Cold Moon, the Lord of the Stars, the Lord of the Ocean, the Lord of Flame, the Lord of Frost, the Lord of Darkness, and the Lord of Tianyue. Among these eight star lords, the Lord of the stars, the Lord of the Burning Sun and the Lord of the Cold Moon are the most powerful. They are above the other five star lords. They are almost immortal, and their strength is unfathomable. Your so-called god of war is just as weak and ridiculous as ants.

"Blow it, if it's so powerful, how can it be slaughtered?" The "Yin" beside him was a little disdainful. He still remembered that he hated the palm of General Yingling, the ancient Dragon Emperor, who had never been a person who did not hold grudges.

"That's because the Lord of the Stars was plotted by the Lord of the Burning Sun and the Lord of the Cold Moon to defeat the two Star Lords with the power of one person. What do you know?"

"Yin" sneered and retorted: "It's none of our bird's business. The confrontation of the Lord of the Stars has nothing to do with us at all, and it's not the little ants at our level that can be involved. Why are you involved with me and Xiao Wei?"

General Yingling sneered without saying a word.

"That's because the Lord of the Star found one of the three divine sources, the 'Chaotic God Source', which was chased by the two star owners and finally destroyed." The red child beside him took the words and looked lonely.

"I still don't understand. What does this have to do with us?" "Yin" is still puzzled.

The red child sighed, "It really has nothing to do with it, but it is inextricably related to Wu Pengwei, because the divine source is not something else, or the silver fog swallowed up and fused by Wu Pengwei, today's 'Xiaowei'."

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