Vol 2 Chapter 118: The last Tianwu Emperor

In addition to the bodies of the people of the major families, the golden guards of the men who were in the righteousness were all undecided, and they fell to the ground with a light touch.
The fat man suddenly laughed, and Xiao Chen didn't respond. He saw the fat man like a whirlwind. He dismissed all the golden armor guards under the guise of the righteousness and took out the inner armor.
Soon more than a hundred sets of armor, all were taken out by the fat man, the fat man took out a look carefully, his face suddenly changed, said: "These armor is not spiritual, how can it be."
He said that he took out a steel knife and slashed it on the armor. The golden armor immediately showed a small crack and then collapsed.
Su Xiaoxiao showed amazed expression, picked up a golden armor, and carefully looked at it. After half a ring, he said: "The moonstone that is doped in this armor seems to have been absorbed by something."
Xiao Chen heard the words, and the hearts were amazed. I have never heard of such things. The moon stone is a strange stone, which contains natural rhymes, how can it be absorbed clean.
Xiao Chen put his gaze on the stone platform. The gods worked hard to expand, but they still could not extend. In this small world, the gods felt difficult to get away from the body.
The fat man muttered: "Forget it, go up, if you don't go up, you never know what the reason is."
Although Xiao Chen felt uncomfortable in his heart, but the gods could not be released, and he couldn't see anything. He had to agree with the fat man's opinion. The three men stepped on the stone platform.
call!
The three people boarded the stone platform, the Qinglong martial arts in the body of Xiao Chen, the golden folding fan in the hands of the fat man, the guqin in the hands of Su Xiao, suddenly each sent out a gas field, and then the three gas fields joined together to form a non- The big enchantment will be surrounded by three people.
Su Xiaoxiao said with amazement: "This is the self-protection of the sacred soldiers. There must be something terrible under the stone platform. Otherwise, the sacred soldiers will not automatically protect them."
Xiao Chen looked at the almost endless steps, and suddenly there was a strange chill in his heart. The three did not speak and continued to move forward. It was impossible to retreat in this step.
After walking a hundred steps, a dense skeleton began to appear on the stone steps. Everyone walked on the skeleton and made a squeaking sound, causing the scalp to numb.
Rumble!
The moonshadow knife in the Qiankun ring suddenly jumped and swayed. Xiao Chen was shocked and stopped to look around. A rusty broken sword appeared in his vision.
"Is this the other squadron of the source of the fighting sacred?" Xiao Chen smashed the broken sword, and some doubts thought that the broken sword could not see anything strange.
The moonshadow knife in the Qiankun ring is more powerful and seems to fly out of the ring. Xiao Chen has never encountered this situation.
Although I don't understand how it happened, the broken sword must have a great relationship with Lei Mujian. Xiao Chen put the broken sword into the Qiankun ring and continued to move forward.
Walking on the bones, the three came to the headless body of Hua Tianyu. The fat man found the writing on the ground and then explored it on Hua Tianyu's body.
"Mother's, nothing is gone, the martial arts Wu Sheng is so poor." Fat man whispered cursing.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at the fingers of Hua Tianyu's right hand. There was a clear ring mark on the index finger. The faint road said: "The space ring that should be taken above has just been taken away."
Xiao Chen did not pay attention to the words of the fat man. He carefully looked at the scar on the neck of Hua Tianyu. This is a sword wound. Hua Tianyu was cut off by a man, and how can he be killed by a man.
"Who is such a powerful person, killing the martial arts like a dog, will it be Lei Di?" Xiao Chen’s thoughts in his heart were suddenly in doubt. He suddenly thought of a problem. "The fat man is looking for it. Is there any head around him?" ""
Jin Dabao came back and looked at the headless corpse, and his heart was a bit strange. He and Xiao Chen began to look around, but they could find a single skull for a long time.
"Strange, where is this head going." Jin Dabao said with a puzzled look.
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In front of Shitai, Ji Changkong and others once again divided the heavy treasure of Wu Sheng, and then sat cross-legged, holding a lower-level Lingshi in his hand, quickly responding to the vitality of the body.
This way, they not only met the ancestors of the major families, but also saw the body of a winning emperor, all of whom were Wusheng before the millennium, all characters of the same era.
Ji Changkong first replied, throwing away the dull stone in his hand, watching the peak of Shitai getting closer and closer, but there is no excitement in his heart, but there is an inexplicable shadow in his heart.
After a while, other family members have risen one after another. The more energy they consume on the stone steps, the more they will consume. If they are not enough in the hands, they will never be able to go there.
"Let's go, there are more than 500 hurries, fight for it!" Ji Changkong's faint opening, this place can already see a corner of the top of the stone platform.
He said that he still took the lead and walked forward. A pair of sharp eyes looked straight ahead, and there were countless stars in the doubles. He had a star to break every step of the way, and more stars were born after a while.
If there are people who know Jijia martial arts here, they will be shocked. Ji Changkong actually is still practicing the star martial arts in this case.
The people slowly walked on the stone steps. At this time, the more they went forward, the step closer to the stone platform. The pressure of the doubled pressure increased, and there seemed to be an invisible resistance to stop the crowd.
boom!
One of Wu’s Wu Zun’s feet stepped on the stone steps, and the other foot had not yet landed. It exploded and exploded into a dust.
Ji Changkong did not look back, his face did not change at all, holding a lower level Lingshi in his hand and continuing to move forward step by step.
Getting closer to Shitai, the pressure on everyone has become even more terrifying, like a hill on the shoulder. When the footsteps collapsed, the stone steps were like bottomless pits, and the aura of the people was sucked away by a large part.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
There are also several Wu Zun of various families who can't bear the pressure and blast into the air. For a time, people are upset, and their hearts are chilling. They are afraid that the next one will die.
The sage stops!
In front of Ji Changkong, there is a towering stone monument with four vicissitudes of characters on it, an endless pressure that radiates from the stone monument.
Ji Changkong sneered, the long sword in his hand fluttered, several swords hit the stone monument, a crack appeared on the stone monument, and then broken into countless stone chips.
Looking up at the stone platform in front, I can only go up in ten steps. Ji Changkong sighs softly, and a figure is drilled out of the body.
Standing on the stone steps in front, and then drilling a figure again in the shadow of the front, moving towards a higher stone step. After repeating this ten times, Ji Changkong’s figure finally reached the peak of Shitai.
Ji Changkong took a deep breath, and the nine avatars behind him, like a phantom, generally coincided with his body. Above the peak of Shitai, it is a large platform with a golden shrine in the center of the platform.
The faint awe-inspiring scent came out on the rafters, and Ji Chang couldn’t help himself, his face showed a faint smile. It took a lot of thoughts, and after nine deaths, I finally came here.
The golden holiness is full of one person, and Ji Changkong walks slowly with a relaxed step. At this moment, the opposite side of the holy shrine slowly walked out of a figure, shocked Ji Changkong and took a few steps back.
"Long brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." Chu Chaoyun walked out from behind the coffin and watched Ji Chang's empty air and light smile.
Ji Chang’s empty face is expressionless, his face is very serious, and his heart is shocked. He did not expect to encounter Chu Chaoyun here, which is very surprising.
Hey!
Hua Yunfei, Duanmu Qing and Guiyi Hou took a few Wu Zun successively to come up, looking at the opposite Chu Chaoyun, my heart was a little surprised.
Chu Chaoyun faintly said: "Don't look at me like this, I just arrived, this golden dragonfly has not been opened yet." He finished making a gesture of please, and back.
Ji Changkong made a look at the opposite of Muqing, and the three men would slowly walk to the front of Chu Chaoyun and block him outside. Chu Chaoyun smiled and ignored.
boom!
Ji Chang’s fierce palm slaps on the lid of the golden cymbal. A crisp long scorpion is heard, and the sound waves vibrate in all directions. Everyone only feels that the eardrum is stunned.
The lid was opened, and Ji Changkong looked at his palm in a blank way. Then he said to the people around him: "Look, you can still make a difference."
Others heard the words and immediately rushed to the test. They found that the martial arts in the dantian area were like being imprisoned. No matter how they operated, they could not call out the martial arts.

What is going on here?
the crowd said with extreme surprise.
Chu Chaoyun smiled and separated the crowd: "Let's look at this coffin first, what's the matter?"
Everyone heard the words, let go of the doubts in their hearts, walked toward the coffin, and walked here with great hardships. Everyone’s heart was curious, and there was a saint in the coffin.
Among the golden shrines, a stalwart man in a purple emperor lay quietly on the coffin, with his hands on his chest and a long sword.
Ji Changkong said with amazement: "Is this not the last emperor of the Tianwu Dynasty? How could he lie here?"
The Guiyi waiting for others was shocked, and all the way to the place showed that this is a saint's site. The martial arts obtained from the black coffins in the underground palace can prove that there are countless murals on the palace wall, which are all the styles of the ancient times.
Ten thousand years after the end of the ancient period, the Tianwu dynasty began to rise slowly. The last Emperor of the Tianwu dynasty, but only died for thousands of years, how could it be related to the saints 20,000 years ago?
Hey!
Among the sacred men wearing purple robes, their eyes suddenly opened, and a little purple awn appeared in his eyes. A Wu Zun who looked at him was burned to ashes before he could react.