Ming Dynasty Emperor System

When Master Wuchao heard this, he secretly smacked his tongue. Doubts lingered in his heart. Unable to get an answer, he could only turn his head and cast an inquiring gaze at the Tao Realm clone.

"Do as he says, you and I each choose one." The Taoist clone said calmly.

"I want to choose too? But, sir, why don't you just..."

"Let this be a test for you. After all, if everything is handled by me, you will never get the chance to transform and sublimate."

The Taoist clone interrupted Master Wuchao's words. He also understood what Master Wuchao was thinking. A super strong man in the semi-saint realm was standing in front of him. This obstacle could be easily solved with just a few moves.

"Wealth can be found in danger, Wu Chao, do you think this is the truth?"

"Yes, sir, Wuchao was in trouble just now, I'm sorry."

Master Wuchao forcibly wiped out the remaining chances of luck, walked forward, and observed the boulder and the martyrs next to him with a serious face. His eyes switched back and forth between the two. Master Wuchao was also undecided for a while. Which one to choose for testing?

"This martyr is an existence comparable to the level of Daluo True Immortal. Although the soul breath on his body cannot be sensed, it seems that his consciousness still exists and has not been erased by heaven." Master Wuchao looked at him with squinted eyes. The martyr secretly analyzed in his heart:

"If he still retains the memories of his life, I am afraid that the combat power he can exert will reach an extremely terrifying level. Looking at his clothes, he does not look like a person from the Three Realms. It is so weird that he should be from the first generation. The ascetics have magical powers, and the number of paths is unknown!”

After thinking about it, Master Wuchao turned his attention to the huge stone. It was covered with dense ancient runes, which were the same style as those that appeared on the inner wall of the first-floor tower. They also came from the same source, and seemed to be related to the mysterious way of heaven. , has a great connection.

From this, Master Wuchao further strengthened his belief that this martyr was definitely a great figure in the first generation. The best way to deal with such an enemy who did not understand the Taoist system at all was to not have any contact with him. , try to avoid fighting.

According to what the martyr said, as long as you lift the huge stone, you can get the three "gifts from heaven" floating on the three platforms. And he also emphasized that no matter what means or methods are used, as long as you can lift Boulders, anything.

After carefully weighing the pros and cons, the hesitation in Master Wuchao's eyes disappeared, replaced by a look of confident determination.

Master Wuchao took a step forward and was about to tell the martyr his choice, but at this moment, the Taoist clone suddenly spoke:

"I advise you not to try to lift the stone. Based on your current ability, the result of forcibly lifting the stone will inevitably end in failure. It is not as simple as you think."

Master Wuchao was startled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but wonder: Then you let me choose Mao?

As soon as the idea came to mind, Master Wuchao immediately became excited and suddenly woke up. He suddenly realized that this was a Taoist clone deliberately setting a trap for him, just to see how he would react in this situation. The choice also expresses his heart.

"I choose... to kill you! Get the qualification to climb the third floor of the Cliff Tower." Master Wuchao said decisively towards the martyr.

The Taoist clone looked at Master Wuchao's firm expression, mixed with a hint of embarrassment and fear, and could not help but slowly raise a slightly meaningful smile. He patted Master Wuchao's shoulder, and then moved toward the star. The giant stone walked away and said the next sentence leisurely:

"Sometimes, the gap in realm is not irreparable. Realm does not completely represent the real combat power, nor can it completely determine the outcome in a life-and-death battle. Go ahead, I believe you can do it. After all, you are cultivating the Tao of Reincarnation. , life and death are up to oneself and not up to heaven.”

Master Wuchao nodded solemnly. The lotus flower in the sea of ​​consciousness was summoned by him, floating above his head, releasing a rich death energy, shrouding his body, and he quietly held the brand new Zen staff with tens of thousands of rune grooves. In his hands, he has entered a fighting state.

The martyr opposite looked at the Dao Realm clone in slight surprise, but soon his expression returned to indifference. He suddenly raised his hand and tore open a crack in space. Golden light bloomed in his hand. He pressed it into the crack in space and instantly constructed a A dark portal two people high.

Master Wuchao frowned at the martyr's actions, and for a moment did not dare to rush forward to attack.

"Please." The martyr waved his hand in the direction of the dark portal very politely, as if to signal Master Wuchao to enter the dark portal.

Master Wuchao was even more confused and said coldly:

"what do you mean?"

"In order not to affect this fellow Taoist's trial, please enter the True Self Realm with me to fight, so as not to affect the structure of the second floor of the Cliff Tower." The martyr explained.

Master Wuchao turned his head, glanced coldly at the black portal that was two people high, and used his much restricted spiritual sense to explore it. After confirming that there were no restrictions or threats in the portal, he Wordlessly he passed by the martyrs and entered among them.

The martyr calmly watched Master Wuchao enter the dark portal, and then couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the Tao realm clone behind him. The latter was standing in front of the boulder at the moment, his whole body shrouded in wisps of chaotic mist. The specific conditions inside are unclear.

"What a rare person who cultivates the true path of the original self, and has actually reached the transcendental state of the Chaos Golden Immortal! What a pity, you shouldn't have come to this kind of place..." The martyr murmured to himself, and then He also gathered his mood and walked into the dark door.

A ray of golden light leaked out of the dark door two people high, and then slowly shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye until it turned into a small dot, then flew to the dome of the second floor of the Cliff Tower, revealing a breathtaking atmosphere. breath.

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After a period of dazzling, Master Wuchao came to a fantasy space, surrounded by a white flash. Looking back, he could not find the starting point, and looking forward, he could not find the end. It seemed that the only thing that existed between heaven and earth was Blurred and dazzling white.

As his eyes continued to scan, Master Wuchao suddenly discovered a corpse with a broken arm. He walked forward and turned over the man's face, which was facing the ground. He screamed in shock:

"Yang Jian!"

Judging from the face and shape of the broken-arm corpse lying on the ground, as well as the iconic three-pointed two-edged knife tightly clutched in the corpse's hand, it is clear that this is Yang Jian who entered the secret realm of heaven one after another with Master Wuchao. .

Master Wuchao was in a trance and noticed something was wrong. The level of the immortal power remaining in the dead Yang Jian was only around the peak level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and his physical body was not as strong as before.