Ming Dynasty Emperor System

It has to be said that Master Wuchao has indeed transformed the temperament of Lord Chi. It is almost the same, and even more real than Lord Chi now.

Being able to do this is naturally due to the endless magical effects of the power of chaos.

The ability to transform all things, how miraculous, this powerful ability that drives countless people crazy, was given casually by Zhu Houzhao. For his subordinates, he has never been lacking in this aspect.

Xiao Wushen couldn't help but think of his true self.

Different from the fantasy of the power of chaos, the self-realm relies on the power of heaven to activate the thread of fate, rewrite the rules of time and space, and trace the years experienced by the tester, thereby condensing the illusion of the self.

The two are fundamentally different.But in terms of effectiveness alone, there is almost no difference.

Only those whose soul has entered the body and whose obsession has not disappeared can enter the realm of self.

Once upon a time, Xiao Wushen was also invited to join, but Tiandao made a joke to him. Without any trial, he could gain control over part of his own realm, but it was only limited to opening and closing the entrances and exits. He also disagreed.

But now that I think about it, this ability may be the key to the realm of self. As the person who holds the key, Xiao Wushen can freely assign others to enter it for trials.

Isn't it a shortcut to reach the top if you have the heart to prove the Tao and verify your true self?

Even in the realm of death, where there is a narrow escape from death, this is a common risk for monks. Who has not encountered a desperate situation along the way of cultivation?

If it can help improve one's own strength and pry into the mysteries of heaven, people will flock to it even if they die.

It's ridiculous to say that the little Martial God, who was trapped in the secret realm of Heavenly Dao and lived in confusion, never considered this.

For him, he naturally understands his own specialness. The reason why the Self Realm does not take effect on him is probably because of the infinite mysteries buried deeply in his body!

"The Son of Heaven..."

Xiao Wushen sneered, crushed the unnecessary distracting thoughts in his mind, and turned his attention to Master Wuchao again.

The confrontation between the ancient beasts and the space cracks has now reached a fierce stage.

The majestic demonic energy overflowed in all directions, and the space storm did not let go at all. Let the power of the ancient beast grow, but it remained motionless, and at the same time it continued to increase its intensity.

The more the space crack is torn apart, the more violent the storm that emerges from it becomes.

Now that the battle is going on, the power in Master Wuchao's body has been exerted to its extreme, and the power of chaos in his body is almost exhausted.

Nothing can stop the wind.

Master Wuchao raised the Nine Heavens Divine Sword with some difficulty, and the seven-colored killing Dao Heart that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly emerged from the depths of his soul.

In the palm of the hand, seven-colored divine light bloomed, extending all the way up the hilt of the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, until it reached the tip of the sword. The sword body trembled violently, making a harsh buzzing sound one after another.

His expression also became extremely solemn, and combined with his rough and wild face, the contrast between the evil spirit and the evil spirit was particularly awkward.

And it was under this strange reflection that he used up all the power in his body to attract the energy between heaven and earth to the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, and struck out with a strike to kill the emperor!

With his hand raised and the sword dropped, the Nine Heavens Divine Sword traced a blurred trajectory along the sky, but there was a flash of surprise. The shadow of Zhu Houzhao's body emerged from behind him, and he made a gesture of wielding the sword simultaneously with him. .

Xiao Wushen could tell that this was Master Wuchao's final blow.

Huh - it seemed like a breeze was blowing.

The storm that surged out of the space cracks suddenly twisted, and its power surged a hundred times. It directly swallowed up the ancient monster that was struggling to support it. It was about to expand and move forward again, but the oncoming Emperor Slayer Sword Light had already stopped in the blink of an eye. It's coming close.

The extremely coquettish seven-color divine light flashed past, and everywhere it went seemed to be frozen in time, strangely still in place. The moment it crossed the crack in space, everything thawed and disappeared silently. Caught in the cold sword energy.

The storm stopped abruptly, and the rift in space expanded to the extent that it spanned the sky and the earth.

Master Wuchao's body went limp, like a puppet with its strings cut off, swaying and falling from the sky.

At the same time, the connection between this desert land and the underworld was completely cut off by the Emperor-Destroying Sword Style that destroyed the world and split it into two.

The conditions for clearing the third level of Cliff Tower have been met!

The little Martial God had a strange look on his face. He suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already below Master Wuchao. He stretched out his hand to fish it out and grasped Master Wuchao's collar tightly. Stopped, stopped his falling.

Looking at Master Wuchao who was desperate to prove himself, Xiao Wushen had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Why bother working so hard?"

The little Martial God shook his head and let out a long sigh. He put one hand on Master Wuchao's forehead, transmitting majestic Tao power to him and restoring his damaged spirit and body.

"I know...you, you look down on me! You think that my strength is simply not enough to complete this trial."

Master Wuchao coughed lightly, leaving a line of blood along the corner of his mouth, mixed with a few small pieces of internal organs. The demonic aura dissipated and turned back into strands of chaotic mist. His expression was extremely complicated and ferocious. A bit stubborn.

"But I just want you to know that the person you think of me is no worse than you! I just want you to understand, to surprise you, to surprise you, to let you know that I can do it! I am absolutely damn sure You can fucking do it!!!”

The low roar that seemed to vent his emotions penetrated Xiao Wushen's heart word by word, and the words "I can do it" kept echoing in his mind.

He couldn't help but be moved by it.

Master Wuchao's weak breathing was still heard in his ears, and the little Martial God seemed a little embarrassed. He didn't know what to say for a while, but the speed of the power output in his hand increased by one point.

He wanted to express his respect for Wuchao's bad guy in this way.

This stinky Taoist priest whom he had always looked down upon and who was at odds with him was still somewhat outstanding after all.

It's a man!

The wind stopped, and after a long time of overturning, the wild sand struck again.

A portal was suddenly opened in the void, and the Dao Realm clone stepped out of it. He looked at Master Wuchao without any emotion in his eyes. In a rare moment, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A majestic roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. From the sky, two groups of light wrapped in divine light slowly fell down, and finally stopped in front of Xiao Wushen and Master Wuchao.

"A gift from heaven..." Little Martial God narrowed his eyes.

Even though he once belonged to the second-level guardian of the Cliff Tower, he still didn't know what the gift from heaven would be and how precious it was, so he was curious about what was in front of him...