Cultivator In Martial God World

"Yes, the five emperors will become holy, the three holy will become gods. As long as you have the power of the three holy ones, you have the opportunity to step onto the Supreme God position and become the only True God in the universe , Control the entire universe." Zhang Zhongyang's eyes were shining.

Yang Xuan is silent.

At this moment, he clearly felt that what Zhang Zhongyang said was the truth.

After a long silence, he asked again: "What is Evil God?"

"I don't know." Zhang Zhongyang obediently and honestly said: "But I guess, It is most likely that the god of the foreign domain evil spirit has penetrated the spirit into this universe, and the real body cannot appear, and the Evil God messenger may be the spokesperson he is looking for in this universe. Only in this way can it be explained."

Yang Xuan thought of the strange statue and chain, looked thoughtful in his heart.

Zhang Zhongyang continued: "I don’t know why Evil God will not allow Human Race to be the emperor, and even Evil God messengers don’t know. Now that you have discovered my true cultivation base, please conceal it. After all You and I don't want to see the death of Human Race."

Yang Xuan indifferent expression, did not answer.

Zhang Zhongyang's figure began to fade, but his voice reverberated: "Go to He Yiming, he knows a lot about you."

The voice disappeared, and the silhouette was faint. .

Darkness is coming, Yang Xuan stands tall in the darkness, without moving for a long time.

He felt inexplicably, he seemed to have been standing before the final secret, but he couldn't enter.

Heaven, Earth and Human Sanzhu, He Yiming, Zhang Zhongyang, Evil God, Heart of the Universe, Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, Cang Sheng, Chen Yuanxi, Qing Yao Great Emperor......

Wait, wait, everything seems to be connected by a line.

Or, everything seems to be happening in the center of Wairao.

Even he felt that Xiang Donglai, who appeared inexplicably in his dream, seemed to be surrounded by a mysterious layer.

When Zhang Zhongyang left, he wanted to make a move to keep him.

But vaguely, a very mysterious aura exuded from Zhang Zhongyang.

That kind of breath made Yang Xuan vigilant, and he felt that Zhang Zhongyang should still hide his strength.

Yang Xuan guessed that his true strength should also be higher and stronger than Shuangdi.

It may even be the Three Emperors, or...the Four Emperors.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

If Zhang Zhongyang’s cultivation base is the power of the Three Emperors or the Four Emperors, why should he hide it? Who is his true identity?

All kinds of thoughts run across Yang Xuan's mind, which makes him feel like he is in a mist.

Vaguely, he felt that the mysterious statue from Heavenly Wolf Race should have something to do with the Evil God in Zhang Zhongyang's mouth.

It seems that it is indeed time to go to the Heavenly Wolf Race to explore the secrets of the mysterious statue.

Leaving the cave, the glorious and sacred Imperial Court star is at his feet. Yang Xuan's gaze has been extended to the distance, and he landed on the imperial court, the center of the power of the Human Race.

Saint Level expert? Lord of the imperial court?

After approaching the imperial court, his divine sense has rushed toward the imperial court like flowing water.

But at the next moment, he saw a pair of eyes.

Clear and transparent, like a vast clear spring.

It is difficult for you to describe these eyes, because when you want to pay attention to them, they are hidden in the water.

At the same time, a seemingly nonexistent, extremely ethereal, extremely light breath has spread all over Yang Xuan's space.

Yang Xuan took a deep breath, then arched his hands, and then resolutely turned around and left.

At this moment, he believed.

That is really a saint-level aura, you can't do anything false.

Under this kind of breath, he looks very small.

However, for some reason, the saint of the imperial court obviously found him spying, but there was not much hostility. Just a breath warning, there was nothing to follow.

The clues of the chaos are almost unclear, but there is a belief that always accompanies him, but it becomes clearer and clearer.

That is-strength!

He always believes that in the face of absolute strength, all crafty plots and machinations will become a joke.

So, the most important thing for him at this moment is not to explore what is behind this kind of appearance, but to enhance his own strength.

Since the emperor rank is not good, then become holy.

If the sage still fails, then become a god.

He believes that when he becomes the only True God in the universe, all mysteries will be unsolved.

Thinking of this, he feels that his heart is gradually becoming clearer.

A word appeared in my heart: Dragon Ball!

In the dark, he has a strange feeling, it seems that there is a very strange connection between Dragon Ball and him, and it is very important.

Took a deep breath, ripples began to appear under Yang Xuan's feet.

Goal, Blue Star!

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As Yang Xuan left Wong Ting Star, Fang Rongxuan smiled lightly at Zhang Zhongyang and shook his head: "You are still not careful after all. Now he found out that you are real Cultivation base, this matter can be big or small, it depends on where he thinks about it."

Zhang Zhongyang smiled bitterly: "His spiritual sense is extraordinary. It will be sooner or later to be discovered, but this is also true. It’s not a bad thing. Yang Xuan has a special trait. The greater the pressure he faces, the faster he progresses. This can be seen from his experience in Martial God. In fact, I hate expecting him to succeed. After the Saint, go to explore the mystery of the heart of the universe."

Fang Rongxuan was not so relaxed, shook his head and said: "A good swimmer will die by drowning and raise a serpentfolk. You will not escape being bitten by a snake. Don’t be accidentally bitten by snakes."

Zhang Zhongyang nodded: "But I have to guard against it, but I guess he must go to Heavenly Wolf first. We still watch the changes."

Fang Rongxuan said with a sneer: "Heavenly Wolf wild beast, he thinks he has the power, but he never knows that he is just a pawn, he is at the mercy of others, and he is complacent. It is really ridiculous."

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Zhang Zhongyang laughed and said, "Five steps and a hundred steps. Although you and I claim to be chess players, have you escaped from the board? It's nothing more than struggling to escape."

Fang Rongxuan snorted: "Let’s look at it, you all want to be a chess player, don’t ruin this chessboard in the end, everyone death ends all one's troubles, no one wants to go out."

Zhang Zhongyang sighed and turned the subject: "Don't talk about it, have you found the trace of He Yiming?"

Fang Rongxuan shook his head: "I haven't found it yet, but he can't go. Back here, I can't bear to worry."

"I was afraid that he would meet Yang Xuan and say something that shouldn't be said." Zhang Zhongyang sighed.

"What does he know?" Fang Rongxuan snort disdainfully: "A pawn is nothing but throw it away, and you will lose it."

"Don't underestimate the person." Zhang Zhongyang shook his head: "I always think this Master Martial God seems to know something."

"It's also possible. If I say, when the day is determined to fail, I should deal with it and stay, too. Disaster." Fang Rongxuan coldly said.

"Is it really a failure?" Zhang Zhongyang replied: "Who knows that he will not succeed in the future? Chess pieces are rare, why not cherish it?"

Fang Rongxuan did not refute this time. , It's just coldly snorted, no more text.

"Look, I have a hunch, the story is almost over."