Wang Ce's words are filled with the afterglow.

A Winter Dot Martial God, a God of God. The God of God did nothing. Apart from the God of God, who is as stupid as a pig, it seems that there is no description next to it. [..com]

One-on-one, that tactical room is too great.

Ji Qianfa and Nirvana are one-on-one. Nirvana is definitely not Ji Qianfa's opponent, but Ji Qianfa will definitely not be able to kill Nirvana.

Wang Ce had only one Ji Qianfa around him. Even if he had an imperial crown, the Divine Genghui and Dalu were not afraid at all, and he would still attack Wang Ce.

But once Wang Ce had the vote of the Human King around him, the two strongest forces standing at the top of the Nine Continents, Dalu and Shenxianghui, immediately admitted their conscience. He only regarded Wang Ce as a plague god and did not dare to provoke him.

Before Wang Ce came to the five continents of the wilderness, he was full of hope that Dalu would be foolish and hoped that the God-Grand would reveal his roots in order to eliminate these two major forces. However, Emperor Lu would rather pretend to be apart than take action, and the God-Grand would even pretend to be a rabbit.

A human martial god, a god of gods, is in the position of an absolute mortal enemy. There are eight hundred ways to make humans blood.

Song Wushen was silent and actually smiled: "Young man, you doubt me."

"Suspicion!" Wang Ce was shocked and waved his hands in panic: "No, no, how could I doubt you! Well, Lord Wu Shen, just think I fart."

"Your nephew is very interesting, Hui... cunning." Killing Emperor smiled and found an accurate description of the word, without hiding his appreciation for Wang Ce at all.

Emperor Xiao Wu snorted coldly. It seemed that the two brothers had fought. Emperor Xiao Wu's expression showed that he might not be very satisfied with the result.

Ji Qianbai and the eight others looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They had always thought that it would be quite dangerous for Wang Ce to come, but in just a moment, Wang Ce directly and indirectly helped them several times.

Although this time is very dangerous, he Ran admitted that Wang Ce was really here this time.

Ji Qianbai and the eight people faced one of the three great martial gods. The psychological pressure was too great and before the conversation was even more serious, they became more and more courageous. They were negligent when they thought about and saw them.

According to the consistent caliber of some hostile people, Wang Ce was cunning and thoughtful. Although he didn't know why he said that Wang Ce was cunning. But it is undeniable that even in Ji Qianbai's heart, he admitted that this precious apprentice was indeed cunning.

In recent years, whenever the word cunning is spoken, it is probably the most important thing to refer to Wang Ce. This is a very strange phenomenon. Wang Ce asked himself that as a innocent young man, he felt very wronged.

Ji Qianbai and the eight people didn't know why Wang Ce seemed to have not been affected much, but this was a good thing. Wang Ce, who was thoughtful, reminded him that he could always see their negligence.

Wang Ce was young and cunning, he was not reserved, and he could be shameless when necessary, put down his shame and integrity, and dared to say whatever he shouldn't say.

Ji Qianbai and the others dare not treat Wu Shen like this, nor will they say shameless words like "I say it's fart."

Wang Ce told Shenni that he would have no bottom line when necessary. Compared with him, Ji Qianbai and others have strong military power, they are honest people with integrity, reservedness and innocence.

"The gods are not from Jiuzhou."

Perhaps Wang Ce's acting skills are so bad that they are disgusting. Song Wushen said calmly for a while: "They came to Jiuzhou with a strange treasure called the 'Road to the Sky'."

Say it! Let's continue! Wang Ce's eyes froze for a moment, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. A secret of the Martial God Cook seemed to be opening a mysterious side to him.

No one noticed the momentary change in his expression, and everyone was attracted by the road to heaven.

After a while of silence, Song Wushen seemed to be considering the words and suddenly sighed: "Young man, your doubts make sense. However, I really have the difficulties of not being able to move, nor being able to move."

"Everyone, you can see the black light spots under my husband's seat!"

Wang Ce opened his mouth wide, Ji Qianbai and others opened their mouths wide, Killing Emperor and Xiao Wu Emperor were stunned, both of whom thought of the most incredible possibility. Emperor Mian trembled: "Can you, can you..."

The black light as big as a broad bean condensed into a small ball, and an invisible force above it made the stones sitting cross-legged on it suspended.

Song Wushen looked up for the second time, his eyes were as gentle as jade: "Under my husband's seat, the road to heaven!"

The black light seemed to radiate black ripples, as if mocking something!

Although a bit expected.

Wang Ce's underworld is almost hit on the ground. This ghost thing is the "road to the sky". So can I find a three-year-old child to say that my buddy is actually the God of Martial Arts?

Wang Ce simply pulled off his face, lay down near the light spot, and observed it carefully for a while. He didn't know where he touched a branch, and he was cautiously preparing to poke it over as if he was poking a chrysanthemum.

"Let's go!" Song Wushen changed his face in an instant. It was difficult to describe it as green pepper or sun-shaped pepper. In short, his face was quite abnormal, and he condensed one by one: "No ear contact!"

Wang Ce scratched his head and said honestly: "If you can't touch it, then how can I believe it is the way to go to heaven." Everyone's faces twitched, including the Emperor Killing, and it was only Wang Ce who dared to speak out so openly.

Without waiting for Song Wushen to react, Wang Ce threw away the branches happily! "Okay, you are Lord Wushen. If you say yes, then you must be."

Although I had hair covering my head, I could vaguely see Song Wushen's face twitching several times, and said slowly: "I have been here for more than 4,000 years to suppress the road to the sky."

The eight Di Mian and the others sighed in their hearts. After saying this, many doubts were solved.

Ji Qianbai had no expression on his face: "The God of Martial Arts suppresses the place and cannot move rashly. Creating the Human Emperor will facilitate concentrating its strength and destroying the Gods. This is also the truth."

Although Wang Ce was a little embarrassed when he picked up his chin, he must admit that most martial artists in the martial arts world do not belong to the court, and they have nothing to do with their own cultivation. They are different simply because of their own pursuits. No matter how awesome Wang Ce was, he walked around the martial arts world and swung around. Any innate master dared to scold him for being a lackey in the court behind his back.

The God of Martial Arts cannot be dispatched, and the Human Emperor is the only person who can forcibly recruit warriors and concentrate their strength and resources to eliminate the gods.

This battle lasted for more than two thousand towering, and was little known. However, from this time span, I know how many generations of hard work and life it took to accomplish.

By the way to the sky, the road to the throne was explained. All the past was not worth it and there was no need to chase it.

Killing the Emperor became interested and asked: "You have had the difficulties in the past ten generations of human emperors and martial gods, so I won't talk about it. Why did you create a human emperor again in the contemporary era?" He is a typical martial artist and will not be loyal to any force. This question is definitely because of interest.

I know. But I won’t say it. Wang Ce is ar.

Song Wushen pondered and said calmly: "I found that I was isolated from the world for more than a thousand buckwheats, which was inconvenient. I also thought that the world was in chaos at that time, so I deliberately promoted Liu to stop the chaos in the world and also facilitated me to obtain various information about the evil spirits and the gods."

Ji Qianbai and others agreed that more than a thousand years ago, the last human emperor dynasty in Beizhou fell. At that time, it was really like Zhongzhou today.

"I know that the gods are coming again and are about to make a comeback." The gentleness in Song Wushen's eyes suddenly turned into a suffocating force: "This time, the power sent by the gods will be unprecedentedly powerful."

"Either they die or we die. Therefore, everyone in the Jiuzhou must be completely united to compete with the gods. Otherwise..."

Song Wushen spoke the sound of gold and stone, and was in constant turmoil: "This time, it will surely be a life-and-death battle between humans and the gods."

Everyone was shocked. Although they knew it from Wang Ce in advance, they definitely did not expect that it would be so serious in the eyes of the God of Martial Arts.

Wang Ce rubbed his eyebrows and said nothing for a while.

A ray of divine light converged, and Song Wushen's eyes became gentle again: "Everyone, I remember that more than three hundred years ago, there were a group of Wu emperors with similar intentions as you. They also asked a question, and I simply said it together."

"My life span has ended long ago. The reason why he can live to this day is because of countless Emperor Wu who helped him over the years."

Song Wushen showed a hint of sorrow and slowly pointed at Bai Yu: "I have gradually become one with the road to the sky, and the essence is not leaked. Although I can't move, I can barely live to this day. However, the road to the sky is a consuming real and essence."

"It is because the Wu emperors of all dynasties sat on the top and spent their true essence and essence to replace me to suppress the pressure. Therefore, I have been able to survive until now."

Song Wushen's eyes were filled with sadness: "The six Wu emperors more than three hundred years ago are willing to replace me with true essence and essence..."

Ji Qianbai and others were shocked. They really didn't expect that they had many suspicions and even hostility towards the God of Martial Arts. After seeing it with their own eyes, they realized that it didn't seem like they imagined.

I really need to answer the questions, but I find that nothing I had guessed before was accurate.

He was full of tragic and thought it must be a death sentence. As a result, he found that things were completely different from what he expected, and he was really at a loss for anyone.

Di Mian and others were confused and confused, and they couldn't help but look at Wang Ce.

Slap!

Wang Ce stroked on the wall, picking off a lighting bead, and turned around and was startled by everyone's laughter and crying eyes: "Look at what I do, I didn't take anything!"

Seeing everyone's eyes showing the expression of "You shameless liar...", Wang Ce took out the lighting bead and called out: "It's purely academic research, don't be too serious."

Song Wushen was quite surprised. The eight martial emperors actually had to look at the young man's meaning? He looked up at Wang Ce indifferently: "What do you want to say, why not say it. If I can answer, I will answer naturally."

Wang Ce grabbed his scalp for a long time and suddenly said, "Can I swear?"

"No!" Ji Qianbai really wanted to kick his apprentice out with one kick.

Wang Ce shrugged and spread his hands: "Then I have nothing to say." Song Wushen frowned slightly.

Wang Ce picked up his chin, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I have something to say, how can we leave without the cabin?"

Song Wushen's expression remained unchanged: "Of course, I will come whenever I want, and leave whenever I want. How could I force myself to keep people?"

Wang Ce grinned and smiled happily: "Okay, Master, uncle, let's go!"
Chapter completed!