"You don't have to believe it. I said I will do it if I can do it."

Li Chunqiu replied casually that the shackles of this world have never been difficult in his eyes, but it just takes them to a higher level world.

"Old man is waiting, you should think about how to deal with these people first!"

The old Taoist from Zhenwu Mountain was still floating in the void and said to Li Chunqiu upside down.

Looking at the old Taoist Zhenwu Mountain and Wei Wuya floating above the void, Li Chunqiu couldn't help but feel awkward.

He raised his hand, and a blue light flashed by, and gravity suddenly appeared on Zhenwu Mountain.

The old Taoist of Zhenwu Mountain turned over and fell to the ground, while Wei Wuya threw a dog to bite the shit.

The old Taoist eyes lit up again and he said, "Miuji! Mysterious! It's unspeakable!"

Changing the original rules of heaven and earth within a certain space is an supreme method that is worse than the creation of the void.

"You're right, it's time to deal with these people!"

Li Chunqiu did not respond to the old Taoist praise, but instead reached out to a little above the void. The azure blue light instantly merged into Wei Wuya who was falling on the side.

Wei Wuya, who was sore and didn't want to move, felt a cool air, and instantly walked all over his body, as if he had entered into meditation and practiced magic power for the first time. All the fatigue and the tearing pain in the meridians dissipated.

Wei Wuya, who was lying on the ground, turned over and stood up. Before Wei Wuya could check his body, Li Chunqiu's voice sounded again.

"I'll send you to see your father. Tell him about the military and armor cultivation of the seventeen countries in the void. I've transformed them all and asked him to deal with it."

"Ah?" Wei Wuya just raised his head and before he could respond, he realized that he had soared into the air and headed towards the distance.

Everything's scenery was turned upside down in an instant.

From a distance, a black figure passed by above the dozens of mountain peaks floating in the air.

The distance is twenty miles, but only in the blink of an eye.

In the distance, in front of the 200,000 elite Chu soldiers, Wang Weicheng, with one hand in hand, only lowered his head and heard a roar, as if some extremely sharp weapon came through the air.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a black shadow rushing over. Before he could pull out the long sword from his waist, the black shadow instantly slowed down in the void.

The vague figure became clear in an instant. It was Wei Wuya, the prince of the King of Great Chu, who stood side by side.

Wei Wuya, dressed in black, fell lightly on the earth as if he had no gravity.

Da Chu, Wang Weicheng's hand couldn't help but put it down from the hilt of his waist, and then he raised his head to look in the distance, the corners of his eyes became even more wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Old man." Wei Wuya glanced at his old man, then turned to look at Zhenwu Mountain, where he could no longer see clearly.

What is the difference between such a world number one and a god?

Perhaps, there is no difference. In front of mortals, he is stronger than a god.

Turning around and looking at the old father who was laughing in tears, Wei Wuya cursed: "Why are you crying? I'm not dead, your son."

The man who walked along the king with countless dry bones, wiped his eyes, and couldn't reveal any harshness, big hole:

"The wind is strong, and people are old, and they are crying in the wind."

Wei Wuya walked onto his master Nangong Chu's chariot as if he was going home, bowed to his master, then turned to look at his old father and said:

"Old man, that Mr. Chunqiu asked me to bring you a word."

"What do you mean?" The one-word shoulder-to-shoulder king of Great Chu looked serious, and he had to look at it.

Because there is a god in the world, a god that is difficult for mortals to fight against.

Wei Wuya rarely gets serious in front of his father.

"Mr. Chunqiu said that all the magic power of the soldiers of the Seventeen Kingdoms hanging on Zhenwu Mountain has been transformed by him, so that you can restrain it."

All the magic power of millions of soldiers has been dismantled?

King Weicheng couldn't help but feel a sudden jump. This was much more difficult than killing them all.

“Is there any more?”

"No more!" Wei Wuya replied.

Before he could come to his senses, he was kicked off from Zhenwu Mountain by Chunqiu. What could he know?

Wei Wuya is also a little embarrassed to mention this.

"But old man, I have a question, I want to ask you."

"Ask whatever you want. Can you still hide something from you?" Da Chu, who is described as the living king of hell on earth, said with a kind smile.

Wei Wuya had been curious about this for a long time, and he asked:

"Old man, when did you see that Mr. Chunqiu will win?"

"Actually... it's not difficult. I haven't found his origin. He seems to have popped out of a stone. How could a person who is qualified to be the best in the world jump out of a stone?"

Speaking of this, the king of one-word shoulder to shoulder continued:

"So, Nangong and I came to a conclusion: This world's number one comes from a place we can't find out. When all possibilities are excluded, even if the remaining possibilities are impossible, it is a fact."

"That Mr. Chunqiu said that we should be under his disciples, he could not have expected the war in the nineteen countries. Since he knew that the war in the nineteen countries was about to begin, he would say such words, either a madman or a complete grasp.

Mr. Nangong bet that the number one in the world is not a lunatic. I also think that the person who can challenge the position that has not been shaken for the past two thousand years is definitely not a lunatic."

Having said that, the King of Great Chu, Wei Cheng, couldn't help but sigh:

"But we didn't expect that the situation today is more reliable than the reality today."

It is something that even a madman would not do if he faces a million coalition forces of the seventeen countries alone.

But if there is a person who does this and wins, then he is not a lunatic but a god.

Now, above Zhenwu Mountain is a god, the only god on earth.

"So that's it." Wei Wuya murmured to himself.

At this time, Nangong Chu, who had been silent on the chariot, spoke.

"Wuya, I'll go to Zhenwu Mountain in the future. When we restrain our troops, go up the mountain to see what instructions does that man have, and ask when the gentleman's disciple will come."

"Yes!" Wei Wuya's attitude towards his master Nangong Chu was simply two extremes with his old father's attitude.

"If you have the chance, then... be close." Nangong Chu's words stopped short of his words.

Wei Wuya raised his head. He didn't expect that one day, his dignified Chu would be asked to hug his thighs one after another.
Chapter completed!