Chapter 164: The Art of Perishing God, Art of Thunder
After hearing Di Ming's words, Cheng Chi rolled his eyes.
Yes, I currently have too few martial arts skills. Although my cultivation level is good, I have too little money to save my life. Apart from the "Ling Kong Ferry" and "Buddha Statue Universe" that Uncle Yi gave me, the rest is to be understood by myself.
"Hongtian Jiuqing" and "Invincible Brick".
If he could understand the Thunder Word Jue, he would have one more way to save his life. Thinking of this, Cheng Chi hurriedly took out the Thunder Word Jue from the Xumi ring and got it from Liang Tianjue. When he opened it, he was dumbfounded.
, he couldn’t understand the symbols on it at all.
"I said, kid Di Ming, this... what are these symbols? They can't be words, right?"
Cheng Chi looked at the strange runes, flipped them back and forth, and couldn't help but ask.
"I'm telling you, big brother, you don't know how to read the God of Destruction, right? Inject your energy to understand it."
Di Ming put a hand on his forehead, and his head was covered with black lines. He didn't know how this guy got the God-Destroying Technique.
"Really or not, is this all right? Do you really don't need to read these words?"
Cheng Chi took a closer look at the special material of the power spectrum, and quickly mobilized his energy to inject it into it.
As soon as the purple Yuan Li entered the skill spectrum, Cheng Chi's whole body was shaken, and his mind was in a trance. Then he found himself in a wilderness, surrounded by high and low stone hills, the sky was hazy, and the earth was in a haze.
Not a blade of grass grows.
Cheng Chi glanced around and smiled bitterly in his heart, this different dimension is simply a barren land.
"Master! Master! Children with place names?"
Cheng Chi tried to call out Mo Xingshan and Di Ming several times in the sea of consciousness, but no one answered.
Could it be that I just entered this place on my own, and the consciousness of Master and Di Ming did not enter. It seems that I can only get out of this barren place on my own.
Cheng Chi stabilized his mind and began to take a step forward. Suddenly the world shook violently, and in the cold wilderness, purple thunder and lightning fell from the sky and struck the stone hills on the ground.
Suddenly, the sound of "bang" could be heard endlessly, the earth trembled, and rocks floated.
Cheng Chi was shocked and hurriedly used Sky Crossing to swim among the purple lightning, avoiding flying rocks from all directions.
Feeling the flow of energy in his body, Cheng Chi's forehead immediately became covered with beads of sweat, and his heart began to beat, right? How to understand the martial arts of Lei Zi Jue? I don't have a clue yet!
Just when Cheng Chi was extremely anxious, he saw a black shadow suddenly appear. The black shadow stood calmly among the gravel. With cold eyes, it came to Cheng Chi in an instant, only a few feet away from him.
Cheng Chi was startled and froze, but he didn't pay attention to the thunder and lightning that struck rapidly. Suddenly, a scream resounded through the sky.
Breathing out a puff of white smoke, Cheng Chi's eyes flashed with anger. He looked at the black figure that was already running into the distance, and with a bang, he chased after him.
Above the huge stone gate, two blue figures stood solemnly, looking at the dozen or so tents below, with only calm tranquility in their eyes.
"Brother, why don't we go in directly, find the Fuxi Monument, and then return to heaven."
Fortunately, the old man on the left was sitting on the stone door and said softly.
"The Baihua Tianjun has many tricks. Even if we have extraordinary cultivation, we will inevitably be plotted by him. Back then, he dared to steal the things of the God of Death, which is enough to prove his extraordinaryness."
"For our own safety, we might as well let these ants explore the way ahead, and we can just reap the benefits."
The old man on the right smiled slightly and said lightly, with a deep look in his eyes, as if he had the entire situation in his hands.
"Haha... I'm really smart, brother, I admire you. Then let's wait here."
The old man on the left laughed, and a wine gourd appeared out of thin air in his hand. He picked it up and started drinking heavily.
The two of them stopped talking, and just looked at the tent at their feet at the same time, their figures gradually disappearing, as if they had never appeared before.
Among the tents in front of the stone gate, there was a tent in the center. At this time, the lights were brightly lit and figures were flashing.
A middle-aged man wearing armor occupies a high position, followed by Ba Danqing and Hongli sitting on both sides, and a dozen innate warriors sitting below. The middle-aged man is majestic and possesses superb weapons, giving people an extremely majestic look.
Feel.
This person is the master of the Burning Exorcism Hall in Zhuyang City, Tang Wanli! The Dingguo General of the land of China.
He glanced at the dozen or so people present, frowned, and whispered: "Although we have found the gate, we have not found a way to crack the gate formation. Do you have any good suggestions?"
"Reporting to the Master of the Palace, don't we have a descendant who claims to be the owner of the ruins? We can ask him to open the door for us."
As soon as Tang Wanli finished speaking, an innate warrior stood up and said.
This person is a worshiper of the Burning Punishment Hall, his name is Bai Guangzhi. Because of his bad luck, he obtained the skills of an innate warrior. Once a sparrow turned into a phoenix and became an innate warrior, he entered the Burning Punishment Hall.
A person was worshiped.
When he finished speaking, he was despised by the people around him. Don't we know such a simple thing? It's just such nonsense. Most of the people who can believe it are pig-minded.
Tang Wanli frowned, waved his hand, and said calmly: "That ugly ghost is obviously talking nonsense. The reason why I keep him is because he may know something about the ruins. Once we break down the door, let him
He took the lead and opened the way. As for the formation to crack the gate, we still have to rely on ourselves."
After all, he is considered one of the most innate warriors in the Burning Palace, so it is difficult to refute him directly.
"But, the Lord of the Palace..."
Bai Guangzhi seemed to firmly believe in his idea. After hearing Tang Wanli's impatient explanation, he didn't know how to move forward or retreat, and still raised his voice and shouted.
"That's enough! There are many dangers outside. I think you should assist and let the patrolling government officials go on patrol!"
Tang Wanli said a little annoyed, with a cold chill in his eyes.
Bai Guangzhi shrank his neck in fright, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and hurriedly said goodbye and walked out of the tent.
After he went out, several people around him snickered and muttered, which made Tang Wanli feel unhappy again.
Glancing at everyone, he said coldly: "I want to know if you can break open the stone door!"
Following Tang Wanli's angry shouting, there was a moment of silence in the big tent.
Ba Danqing sneered, still closing his eyes, looking like an old god. He, the Shennong Division, got involved just to get a share of the pie, and he was not a slave of the Burning Hall! Hong Li's expression did not change, and he still looked like a millionaire.
He looked down with a stiff expression that had not changed since his age.
Being euphemistically kicked out of the tent by Tang Wanli, Bai Guangzhi felt somewhat unhappy and wandered around, feeling extremely depressed.
He made such a great suggestion, but it was ignored, which made him quite angry.
But I was working for someone else, and I couldn't refute, so I could only wander around alone.
"What? Are you in trouble?"
Just when Bai Guangzhi walked into a deserted forest, an old voice suddenly sounded, causing Bai Guangzhi to turn around in a hurry.
Just as he turned around, the surrounding environment changed rapidly, and the originally dark forest suddenly turned into a rough sea.
Bai Guangzhi's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly used his energy, stepped on the water, and rose into the air. As soon as he jumped up, he felt a pain in his ankle, and slender water columns rolled up from the sea, entangled one after another, and several of them were already entangled.
His ankles.
"Ah! No!"
Bai Guangzhi shouted, and his words were drowned in countless torrents.