Chapter 113 Interrogation

The word "heaven" suddenly seemed to be alive, constantly twisting and changing, just like antelope hanging horns, the sky is empty, and there is no way to think about it.

Even with Wu Pengwei's magic calculation, the abnormally developed brain nerves can't keep up with the change speed of the word "heaven", and even exhausted the martial arts he has learned in his life and the verification of thousands of changes, and the results are irresistible.

This makes Wu Pengwei feel unimaginable. After all, he is the first person of Wusheng, who penetrates the mysteries of heaven and earth. The way of the stars is one of the highest avenues in the world. Only fur is not what this world can fight against. Otherwise, he can't easily defeat the supervisor. Every supervisor has the peak of Wusheng. With the strength and the most perfect cognition of the mainland martial arts system, it can be said that it is almost invincible.

But in front of the way of the stars, it is still fragile and vulnerable.

Today's Wu Pengwei is like the king of martial arts in the mainland. The peak of Wusheng is not at a loss even for the supervisors in the mysterious world outside the sky. The power of qi and blood can be said to be powerful, and the sun and moon are changing.

But before this light word "heaven", I can't think of a way to crack it.

In a flash, the word "heaven" fell down, and it was about to fall on Wu Pengwei's body.

At this time, Wu Pengwei suddenly retreated, and the "flame flashed" in a scene of ten millionths of a second, moving and changing. A "peng" sound, like a flame tearing through the void, instantly flashed a kilometer away.

But when Wu Pengwei looked up, the ever-changing word "heaven" had fallen in front of him.

There is no retreat.

In one breath, the word "sky" fell lightly and fell on Wu Pengwei's forehead.

Wu Pengwei was shocked all over.

This is the gap. The words made up of the thoughts of a god of war have been left for thousands of years, which makes it difficult for a peak martial saint to resist. This power is too shocking. No wonder the god of war can't stay in this time and space.

At this time, Wu Pengwei also understood why there was no way to compare Wu Sheng and Wu Shen, and the understanding gap between strength and martial arts was too big.

The saint, the man, the god, the heaven, and the man and the sky are more than one hundred and eighty thousand miles apart.

The word "heaven" melted into the skin and melted into an idea burst into Wu Pengwei's mind.

This idea is not lethal, it's just a sentence.

"Void God of War, idiot."

Wu Pengwei suddenly frowned. The meaning of this sentence is simple and clear, but it is nothing more than that the guys after becoming gods are idiots and idiots. This idea is full of a strong sense of sarcasm, and there is even an uncontrollable feeling of disappointment and decadence. This trace of decadence is like a hair. The last bit of dust is difficult for a meticulous person to detect.

"It's strange that the void becomes a god. This should be a happy thing. Why does the 'evil moon' show a sense of sadness?" Wu Pengwei was puzzled.

Eight thousand years ago, the first martial arts man, the only martial god in the history of Fenglan mainland, left such a sentence before soaring. What kind of secret did he hide? Wu Pengwei can guess that the unique temptation that the previous three words "I", "desire" and "break" is to see if he has enough weight, and all the mysteries should be around this word "heaven".

Therefore, the word "heaven" should be the meaning left before the destruction of the dragon emperor's "evil moon" martial arts became a god.

But this meaning is a desolate and sad smell.

This shocked Wu Pengwei's heart. He was silent for a moment, and his face changed several times. After that, he grew up and got out of the secret place in the screen.

Longhuang Mountain seems to be empty, and the first faction in the past has now become an empty mountain.

Wu Pengwei was too lazy to care. He came out of the Dragon Emperor Mountain, flew thousands of miles, found a place where there was no one, and entered his own fantasy.

In the fantasy territory, the sky is clear and the sun is bright.

The "sky mirror" is suspended on the void. The red child is lying on it, and the infinite aurora is ejected from the mirror, like the rising sun, shining the whole fantasy territory like the day. In fact, today's "sky mirror" does bear the effect similar to the real sun.

"Hey, boss, when will you get some bonus?" When the red child saw Wu Pengwei, he smiled happily. With his little hands spread out, he wanted to eat more mithril.

Wu Pengwei passed through like a long rainbow. He didn't pay attention to it. He just said from afar, "I'm busy, I don't have time. Remember to go back and give it to you."

The red child suddenly stamped his foot and shouted, "If you don't go to the road, you have agreed to give rewards from time to time, but you haven't paid it to it today. You big liar, I despise you."

The voice has been far away for a long time, and the red child is so angry that he wants to work passively, but at this time, Wu Pengwei's voice sounded from afar at the end of the sky: "If you are passive and lazy, your share will be halved within a month."

The red child was stunned and curled his mouth angrily. He could only sit on the "sky mirror" and continue to work.

Tens of millions of miles away, in the dark world of the door of death, in a cave completely wrapped in death, the supervisor fat man was tied to a huge pillar with infinite black death, and his body was stripped away.

This huge black pillar of death is connected to the door of death, which is infinitely mysterious. The greatest effect is to completely block the power of people's qi and blood. Even with the strength of the fat man's peak martial arts saint, he can't escape this disaster.

"Hey hey, fat man, you'd better say everything you know, otherwise, don't blame me for serving you."

"Xiao Wei" stood in front of the fat man, with a strange smile on his face, holding the ancient sword of the star in his hand, and beating between his palms like a stick.

"Papa" "Papa"

The sound of this simple ancient sword hitting the palm of the hand made the fat supervisor jump. His eyelids kept beating with the rhythm of the sound, and the fat on his chin rose one after another, and the meat wave rolled and trembled.

Before Xiao Wei finished speaking, a low and hoarse voice came from the darkness: "If you don't confess, I will let the most ferocious Shura come to repair him, rape him first and then kill him."

The voice was like a soul-suppressing song in hell, which made the fat man turn pale and shouted, "I'm a supervisor, a supervisor. You will seem to have no place to be buried if you do this."

"Huh, there is no place to die?"

There was a low laugh in the dark, and a black and white mask emerged, followed by a majestic figure in dark golden armor. Behind him, he was wearing a slender blood-like scarlet cloak.

"I've died once. Am I still afraid of death?"

"Sura Ghost Emperor" Bai Nian slowly stepped out in the shadow, with great momentum, and there was an infinite death rising around it. These dead spirits turned into all kinds of phenomena, some like white bone dragons, some like nose fierce ghosts, and some like devouring snakes. All kinds of evil thoughts are endlessly in this dead, looming, accompanied by There is also a harsh song that appears in the dead, which is frightening, and the heart and courage are about to crack, like a soul song from hell.

Today, after Bai Nian'an broke through the cocoon and was reborn in the "Gate of Death", he devoured the power of the ancient gods and part of the spirit of Shanhe Shejitu. He has already broken through the realm of Wu Zun, and there is infinite death in the door of Death, which has great benefits for his practice of all kinds of extinct skills of "killing Buddha". His strength can be said to be strange. It's unpredictable, even if you don't have the power to fight against the masters at the level of martial arts.

As for Xian Wu Zun, I don't think he is his opponent.

And behind Bai Nian'an, there is an ugly-looking Shura, who is three meters tall. The ** thing is majestic and ferocious and murderous. This ugly thing saw the fat man and drooled in his mouth, as if he had seen the most delicious food.

The fat man was so scared that he screamed: "You, you can't do this to me. I'm the supervisor. The greatest existence between heaven and earth. If you offend me, you will die well, you will be chased by infinity, and even be imprisoned in the 'nightmare dungeon'. You can't be detached and suffer endlessly."

Although this fat man is a valuable supervisor, he is a soft bone and timid and afraid of things. Obviously, he has a first-class peak strength, but he thinks that he can win a stable victory against Wu Pengwei. Unfortunately, in the end, he was defeated by several moves by the other party and was scared to run away. In fact, if he let go of the means, Wu Pengwei may not be able to Capture it alive.

"Endless torture?" Xiao Wei took over the words, jumped to Bai Nian'an's side, and said with a strange smile, "Brother Nian'an, does the guy behind you work? This fat man is a man.

Bai Nian'an took over in a low voice: "This guy is an alternative. He doesn't like females, but he likes the same sex. He likes a thin and tender man like a fat man the most. He raped first and then killed him. Do you think I made it up?"

The two sang together and said that the fat man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't wait to cry. Then he looked at the ferocious monster**. He had a desire to die. Suddenly, he said with a crying voice, "Ask me. I'll tell you whatever you ask."

"Okay, then you can tell me what kind of existence the divine world is, the specific force and good moves of you supervisors, and where is the place where my mother is imprisoned in the nightmare mountain?"

A clear voice sounded in the dark. Wu Pengwei stepped out with cold eyes.

The fat man gasped and said, "Can you give me a sip of water?"

Wu Pengwei flicked his fingers, and a column of water appeared at his fingertips and bounced into the fat man's mouth. The fat man had a rest and gasped for breath, as if he was a little shocked.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, suddenly a dark sword was nailed to his ear and inserted straight into the dead black pillar. The fat man was shocked. He looked up and saw a handsome face sticking over.

"Fatty, remember that you only have one chance to tell the truth. I don't know nothing about the divine world. If you tell a lie, I have ninety-nine ways to kill you, and ninety-nine ways to make your life worse than death."

Wu Pengwei smiled faintly, and his voice was soft like a whisper in his ear, but the fat man looked at the cold light flashed in his eyes and was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything.

(Happy Christmas Eve, everyone)