Chapter 28 Zero

Unexpectedly, there is another world in the mirror.

It is dark, deep and dark, and countless negative light is within the reach of the eyes. In addition, a rotten and solemn smell comes to the face, which is almost suffocating.

The darkness is endless.

Wu Pengwei tried to search the hologram in his mind. The only discovery was that the huge red light spot was still standing in the center of the hologram, while the other 48 Wuzun elephants seemed to have disappeared, and there was no trace of light.

The only huge red light is the unknown forty-ninth martial arts in the center.

Wu Pengwei tried to expand the hologram more clearly in his mind, but unfortunately, this dark space seemed to be disturbed by a mysterious huge force, and he could not get a clear sense of distance. The only thing that could be confirmed was the huge red dot in the center.

"Bang..."

Wu Pengwei ignited a red flame between the palms of his hands, which illuminated the space within a radius of ten meters. He leaned forward and walked forward carefully. His strength rose to the peak and was always on guard.

Go forward slowly all the way.

There is nothing along the way, only the silk fog gas like willow catkins in the firelight mapping. These gases are rich and dark, full of rotten smell, and getting thicker and thicker.

The dark space is like an endless tunnel, empty and boundless.

As the red dot gets closer and closer to the center, the smell of decay is getting stronger and stronger, followed by a suffocating sense of pressure.

This feeling of Wu Pengwei can't be compared. If you insist on making a metaphor, the horror of this pressure is millions of times that of the "Son of Thor" he has seen. It is so powerful that it may be just a roll of air pressure, which is enough to crush himself into pieces.

The more so, the more curious he is.

How can there be such a secret existence in the supreme hall of all the warriors' dreams and the temple that chooses the Qi and Blood Wu Zun?

Since ancient times, there have been only forty-eight martial arts gods, and I have never heard of the forty-ninth.

Forty-eight martial arts gods, each of which represents the peak of an extreme power, such as speed, such as destructive power, and attack power. These martial arts representatives represent a kind of power evolution to the extreme, suitable for the ultimate change routine and power development direction of all martial artists in the world.

has never been subverted.

And more importantly, the forty-eight martial arts gods have indeed gone crazy about the source of the ultimate change of all martial arts in the world, power, speed, change, and even the change of qi and blood. Once you sign a contract with one of the martial arts gods and choose the direction of power change, the power of qi and blood will follow the power of the martial arts master. There will be no twists or detours in the development.

The martial arts god is the peak teacher of all martial arts practitioners.

But now, there is one more than forty-eight ways of power development.

This makes Wu Pengwei feel a little unimaginable.

Even with his wisdom and analytical ability beyond ordinary people, he can't answer the power method represented by the forty-ninth kind of martial arts.

His doubts are getting deeper and deeper, and as the pace deepens, there are some huge dusty cobwebs in the dark palace.

These cobwebs are blue-gray, sticking to the ground and the top of the void, like real soot.

At the end of the soot, there is a huge and unparalleled statue.

This statue is as huge as the statue seen in the Wuzun Hall before, full of oppression. The only exception is that it seems to be full of a sense of fearful danger. This power is chaotic and unknown, unclear, and does not belong to any of the eight elements of heaven and earth.

Every power of qi and blood has its own taste.

The scorching heat of fire, the softness of water, the sharpness of gold... Every taste can be easily felt by masters.

Only the huge dark statue in front of us has a smell of power that can't be thought of.

Wu Pengwei thought for a moment, leaned forward and looked at the foot of the statue. It was covered with spider silk. The smell of decay came from these spider silk. It had not been cleaned for a long time, so that the spider silk completely adhered to the statue, so that it covered all the characters.

At the foot of the statue, there should be Wu Zun's name and power.

Wu Pengwei thought for a moment and tried to burn these spider silk with firelight. The spider silk couldn't help burning the firelight. Between the firelight, the rotten spider silk turned into wisps of smoke, revealing a strange scarlet character under the statue.

This character style is too ancient and domineering. Wu Pengwei doesn't know it at all.

Except for a lonely character, this martial arts god has no other power explanation.

Wu Pengwei felt very strange. He raised his head and found that the statue was covered with too much spider silk, so that it covered its original appearance.

Suddenly curious, Wu Pengwei wanted to get rid of the spider silk on the statue and then take a closer look at the original appearance of the statue.

He flicked his finger, and a large circle of firelight ran up and down like a snake in his hand. The fireworks swooped down on the head of the huge statue, burning all the spider silk.

The huge statue also shows ferocious glory.

A huge statue with a blurred face. He half kneels on the ground, and there is only a pair of extremely fierce scarlet eyes on his face. There is nothing else. His left hand holds a sword, while his right hand holds a long knife. His left knee knee is on the ground, his right leg is bending, and the dark robe is scattered on his body, full of explosion and power. Sense of quantity.

And above the statue, there is a frightening and frightening power of terror.

"What kind of martial arts god is this?"

Wu Pengwei was shocked and couldn't figure out what was going on for a while. He tried to touch the characters under the statue with his hand, but at this moment, a earth-shocking sound sounded in the whole empty space.

"Roar..."

A roar similar to the anger of thunder burst into nothingness.

Then, the huge dark statue without a head and face staggered and stood up like a beast that had been dormant for a long time and had been awakened.

Every time it shakes, it can see countless huge black characters on its body being broken and torn, and in the void, there is a faint thick red lightning broken by the statue. Wu Pengwei has seen those red lightning-like chains. In the door of dead thoughts, the Shura demon was once tied by these chains. Bondage is the bondage of divine punishment.

These chains are far greater than those at the door of death, and there are a large number of them.

But they couldn't stand the struggle to break free from the huge statue. Before the power of terror, these divine punishment chains were as fragile as paper, and they were easily shattered.

The statue stood up slowly.

When it stood up, it seemed that something had been punctured invisibly. The heaven and the earth shook violently, but it was only for a moment. After a moment, everything recovered as before.

It's just a pair of red eye holes on the huge statue lit up.

He stared at Wu Pengwei with deep eyes like a ghost fire, who felt like a frog followed by a python and could not move at all.

The next moment, the huge statue squatted down, then stretched out a finger in the left palm and gently pressed it on Wu Pengwei's forehead.

A destructive force suddenly rushed into Wu Pengwei's mind.

This power that destroys the world is like the most tyrannical flood, washing Wu Pengwei's nerves and constantly subverting his understanding of martial arts.

According to the idea conveyed by this force, this martial arts god is a terrible force that existed before ancient times. It is the source of all martial arts and the peak of power. It is also the prototype of the martial arts god. However, when it is about to be worshipped by secular martial artists, it is inexplicably sealed by huge power.

The memory in its mind is chaotic, and it loses most of its memory.

The only thing that is impressive is the name of this martial arts god. Its name is zero, the source of all changes and the ancestor - zero.

And when Wu Pengwei touches and unseal it with his own hands, it means its awakening and recognition of Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei curled his lips and stood up with a feeling of a splitting headache.

But he doesn't know that at this moment, he has caused great trouble.

At the end of the infinite void, a mysterious world that no one can see, a man in black is standing on a hall made of stars to meditate, and the moment of zero awakening is when he is awakened from meditation.

"Huh? That zero actually woke up?"

The man in black changed color slightly, and then looked at the world surrounded by clouds outside the hall, waved his hand and wrote a character in the air.

"Zero-appearance, all martial arts in the world must be erased at all costs."

The next moment, this character, like a burst of fireworks, scattered into countless channels and flew to the world outside the sea of clouds.

At the same time, the eyes of the forty-eight martial arts gods on the Wuzun Hall lit up at the same time.