Chapter 139 Two Supervising Envoys

Wu Pengwei was shocked. Before he had time to think about it, the pressure of the ancestor of the ancient gods was once again overwhelming.

This time, in Wu Pengwei's thoughts, there is a deep and desolate world, endless, infinite vast, infinite vastness, time and space are distorted, and everything is depressed. It is a lonely and dilapidated world. But at the end of this world, at the highest place of infinite time, the ancestor of the ancient gods with white hair is like the same god. Standing on it.

There is no sun, moon and stars, only the ancestors of ancient gods.

He is the only god, the only source of power, and the only law. All sentient beings look up and the creatures look up.

Under the ancestors of the ancient gods, there is the boundless vast land and creatures kneeling on the ground like ants. These creatures include ancient gods, human beings and beasts. At the feet of the ancestors of the ancient gods, all life is ants, and no one can shake his divine status.

All creatures are worshipping.

"Worship, worship, worship, worship..."

The huge shouts hit Wu Pengwei's heart like waves, forcing him tofan.

"As long as you promise me, I can transform the flesh and blood into the purest elemental body. The heaven and the earth can be destroyed, the sun and the moon can collapse, and the creatures can be destroyed. However, you, as the component of the element, as long as the star is still there, you will not disappear. Even if you lose your body for a while, once you encounter the right machine I will be able to awaken your consciousness.

As soon as the ancestor of the ancient god raised his hand, the wooden elements between heaven and earth began to converge at a speed, filling crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye. Between a few breaths, the green wooden elements were filled with half of the sky, green, and the vegetation under this half of the sky was growing rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it became A vast forest.

"Qingdi, haven't you woken up yet?"

The big hand of the ancestor of the ancient god grasped in the air, and the infinite wood elements converged at one point, and then burst into pieces to form a large whirlpool. There was a faint human form in the whirlpool, struggling as if to get out of this big whirlpool.

This big whirlpool is like a fetal coat, and this human form is one of the fetuses.

Wu Pengwei is in this vast and ancient world, and his mind has not lost his mind. He feels that this world is extremely strange, like a magical fantasy, but it is like a projection of the real world. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false. The strange thing is that he remembers that the Qing Emperor was smashed by himself and his soul not long ago. From any perspective, there is no possibility of resurrection, and even gods may not be able to do it.

"The consciousness of the Qing Emperor has been destroyed, and there is no possibility of resurrection. The human figure in this is definitely not the Qing Emperor, unless the ancestor of the ancient god has any special means." Wu Pengwei strongly resisted the baptism of the ancestor of the ancient god with his spirit, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

"Qingdi, haven't you woken up yet?"

The ancestor of the ancient god shouted deeply again. The human figure in the big whirlpool began to struggle violently, and his hands and feet stretched out, leaving the head not separated from the curled body.

"This human figure seems to really move, strange..." Wu Pengwei's doubts became stronger and stronger.

"Qingdi, haven't you woken up yet?"

The ancestor of the ancient god shouted again with a powerful low voice, and his tongue burst into spring thunder.

At this moment, there was an old and sharp roar in the big whirlpool that seemed to respond, "I'm not convinced..."

When Wu Pengwei heard this sound, his face became solemn.

This sound is the voice of Qingdi, one of the ancient gods in the past. It can't be wrong.

The sound of the elemental explosion came from the whirlpool, and the whirlpool burst. A slender and thin figure came out of it. His eyes were narrow, his face was cold, and the elegant demeanor of the Qing Emperor was faintly visible between his eyebrows.

is a much younger Qing Emperor.

"Wu boy, you have ruined my emperor's cultivation for thousands of years, and you and I will never die." Qing Emperor couldn't wait to swallow Wu Pengwei in one bite. Then he turned around, knelt in front of the ancestor of the ancient god, and cried loudly, "Ancestor, you have to be the master of the children. We are all your descendants, but we have been humiliated by a human being. Please always make the decision for me."

Wu Pengwei was shocked. The power of the ancestor of the ancient god was infinite and vast that he could not resist. As long as he moved a little finger, he was afraid that he would not be able to stand it.

For a moment, millions of coping methods flashed in Wu Pengwei's mind, but they were ineffective. Before the huge power of the ancestors of the ancient gods, all calculations became floating clouds.

The power of the ancestors of the ancient gods is far beyond the scope of Wu Pengwei's ability to calculate. Just like ants to human beings, the gap cannot be reversed by tricks.

"It's over. It seems that the disaster is inescapable this time. Even if I die, I will hang the Qing Emperor again." Wu Pengwei's face was pale, and he was ready to shout "Xiao Wei" in the fantasy. He tried his best to kill the young Qing Emperor again.

He is resolute and gloomy. He has been living in adversity for many years, and he has already had a grim feeling.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the ancient god heard the words of the Qing Emperor, and just sneered indifferently, flicked his fingers, and slapped the Qing Emperor to the ground.

"Well, an ancient god was defeated by a human being. Instead of thinking about his own incompetence, he turned to me for help. You really lost the face of my ancient god family." The ancestor of the ancient god snorted coldly, and then turned his head to Wu Pengwei and said with a smile, "How can you become an ancient god to have an immortal existence? You are so excellent that the body transformed into an element will only be stronger. If the stars do not die, you will not die."

When the ancestor of the ancient god spoke, the infinite huge force came under pressure, making Wu Pengwei's heart almost lost, and it was difficult to maintain Qingming.

Fortunately, the secret method of the reincarnation of life and death in the heavens makes his heart a little clear like an immortal fire, which will not be extinguished at all.

"No, I don't want to." Wu Pengwei took a deep breath and spit it out word by word.

"What, you don't want to?" The ancestor of the ancient god stood up at the end of the void and was furious.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the fire and the wind were difficult, and the whole deep and vast world suddenly became a catastrophe.

"You don't want to. You don't want to say what my ancestors said. You have the guts to say it again."

The ancestor of the ancient god stood in front of Wu Pengwei like a mountain, like a god facing an ant.

"I, I don't want to."

In the face of infinite power, Wu Pengwei still said the words of unwillingness.

"Okay, okay, okay."

The ancestor of the ancient god suddenly smiled, the heaven and earth collapsed, the time and space reversed, and returned to the real world in the depths of the earth again. However, there was a young Qing Emperor beside the ancestor of the ancient god at this time. The Qing Emperor's face was distorted, and obviously he could not adapt to such a hot environment.

At this moment, Wu Pengwei fully understood that it was not a divine fantasy, but a real world similar to the gap in time and space, similar to the existence of the chaotic secret world. With such a secret world, the strength of the ancestor of the ancient gods can no longer be measured by the martial arts class in the Fenglan mainland. The realm of the god of martial arts is no longer enough to describe him. The strength of.

"I'll give you the eternal condition of immortality. You don't agree. It seems that you are also a stinky stone. That's all, I'm too lazy to kill you. Now there are people looking for you everywhere outside. You stinky stone, deal with it by yourself."

The ancestor of the ancient god raised his big hand and changed time and space. Wu Pengwei suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and then fell into the yellow sand.

At this time, the mountains and rivers in my mind rotate and appear at a high speed. Above the sky, at a distance of less than 10,000 meters, two extremely powerful masters are coming quickly. The realm of power is at least at the peak of Wusheng, which is not inferior to Wu Pengwei at all, and even more.

"No, it's actually two supervisors. It's over. I have to run away quickly." Wu Pengwei's heart moved, and he wanted to leave the desert.

But at this moment, an incomparable force intertwined into a net in the void, abruptly blocking Wu Pengwei from the air and falling to the ground. This power is not someone else's, but the ancestor of the ancient god.

"Old man, it's too cruel." Wu Pengwei took a sip.

At this time, the voice of the ancestor of the ancient god sounded in his heart: "Haha, little thing, you don't listen to the ancestor. In this case, let the ancestor see that you have been killed." Obviously, for the ancestor of the ancient god, Wu Pengwei's life at this level is not worth his action.

At this moment, Wu Pengwei is really not in the mood to take care of a lot. For him, the two powerful existences above his head are his focus at this moment.

In the void, two inspectors with a strong atmosphere are overlooking Wu Pengwei indifferently.

"Little guy, what did you do to the Adventist?"

Talking about is a weirdo with six hands. He has an octopus-like face and wears a gray robe. His six hands are constantly changing, intertwining all kinds of strange and complicated fingerprints. These fingerprints are thousands of times, with ancient and powerful power. The breath is complex but different. Some are domineering, some Cold, some are continuous, and some are bursting.

"six hands..."

Wu Pengwei's mind moved. This inspector is "six hands". In the thinking of the fat inspector, the strength of this guy is the most complicated. His fingerprints are strange, but he has all kinds of powers, which is difficult to deal with.

"It's up to him? I don't think so. What can a human being do to the arrival? I think nine out of ten are good things done by those ancient gods.

Above the void, another supervisor sneered with a strong disdain. This man is a giant six meters away. His whole body is red, and there are endless red flames spewing out between his words. Although the temperature of this flame is not as hot as the arrival, it is better than the endless. The giant is naked. Don't Nothing else, only a gold skirt around his waist, which looks like an ancient giant.

"compass God of War............"

Wu Pengwei's heart clearly flashed the information of this supervisor. This is the powerful existence of the "Nightmare God Mountain" second only to the leader "Black Fog". With a golden compass, it is an extremely powerful weapon of Godlessness, which can not only be used against the enemy, but also calculate all the changes of the other party, high and deep, between heaven and earth. All the rule changes are under the control of this compass, and the end is magical.

The most important thing is that in the memory of the fat man, these two supervisors are not as good as the fat man and Ao Bing. They are not only powerful in the power of qi and blood, but also the use of the illusion. They are also the mainstay of the "Nightmare Mountain" supervisors.

The strength of these two people is superimposed in one place. For Wu Pengwei, it is definitely a lifeless killing game.