Seven hundred and fifty-three thunder god's prestige
"What!"
"When I entered the city, I discovered that there was something wrong with the layout of the city. You can see it when you fly in the air. The layout of the houses in the city, connected together, is an invincible array, and those who move around
, it’s the power exchanged between the textures of the large formation... The magic of heaven, this weird formation, if I didn’t know from the mouth of this banished immortal that this city is an artifact, I wouldn’t be sure.”
Ma Tianer's eyes glowed when she heard that. She could fully understand what Wang Meng said. At this time, she kept replacing the houses with the formation patterns of the treasures in her mind, and imagined the people coming and going as the true spiritual power...
A vague feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart. If this is the judgment, then the core of this "Exiled City" should be... the Exiled Immortal!
Suo Ming didn't understand very well, but it seemed like there was going to be a fight, and his eyes lit up, "Should we just kill that guy?"
The aura of Banished Immortal is very strange, and Suo Ming is most interested in unknown opponents.
Wang Meng smiled and shook his head, and said: "Don't just shout and kill. We need to use other methods. Let's start with this lord's mansion first. People are good at formation, but I'm afraid they need to be in the lord's mansion to become a formation."
Eye."
Suo Ming felt dizzy for a while. He could never understand these formation things in his life. He shook his head and walked to the side to find the big guy. If there was no fight, he would settle for the next best thing...
"Let's get started." Wang Meng said to Ma Tian'er.
Ma Tian'er obviously fully understood what Wang Meng meant. She didn't ask any more questions and just arranged it in the city lord's mansion.
With a wave of his hand, Ma Tian'er released a series of tiny wooden thunders. In an instant, these thunders turned into a fine wooden thunder net, which spread continuously in the lord's mansion.
Wang Meng sat on the throne of the city lord and took a deep breath. From his hands, the "Miniature Temple" suddenly appeared. This banished city gave Wang Meng great inspiration... This one in his hand was obtained from the Conferred God.
If the miniature temple on the first ten floors of the tower is refined into a divine weapon, will it have the same ability as the "Exiled City"?
Banishing a city, suppressing a peerless strong man with a town... It's not even just suppression, but using a certain method to forcibly distort the temperament of this peerless strong man, from a butcher to a saint who will not kill anyone... Although now
It's still a bit of a failure. Banished Immortal has never given up the idea of killing people, he just doesn't dare.
However, in Wang Meng's view, the potential of the "Temple" is definitely deeper than that of the Exiled City.
Banishing City is a mature artifact, which means that no matter how powerful it is, it has already been finalized.
The "Temple" is still a piece of unpolished jade and pure gold. What the "Temple" will become in the end depends on Wang Meng's methods.
At this time, Wang Meng began to make the first stab at the temple...
Time passed little by little.
Ma Tian'er stood in front of Wang Meng a little tiredly, "It's finally finished, how are you preparing? Hey, this is not..."
Ma Tianer recognized the "Temple" in Wang Meng's hand.
"Well, it has wiped out all the aura left by the Banished Immortal here. Those half-weapon-spirit, half-human things should take action." Wang Meng put away the temple without explaining anything.
Ma Tian'er nodded and said: "Do you think this banished city is really an artifact? I always find it strange that those half-artifact, half-human things have the same aura as human beings no matter how they are sensed.
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Ma Tianer actually suspected that the Banished Immortal was causing panic.
Wang Meng rubbed Ma Tian'er's hair and said, "Don't think too much. Your Qi induction is indeed correct, but if you regard it as a magical artifact, it can explain all this."
"But...there is no demonic energy?"
"The great evil is like a saint, the great benevolent is like a demon. The devil has reached the extreme, perhaps becoming a saint. What is the nature of the devil, I am afraid that even the devil cultivator himself cannot explain clearly."
Ma Tianer's expression changed. There are three thousand avenues, all of which are the path to becoming a god. Sometimes, if you try to distinguish between saints and demons, you will fall into the inferior category.
"Then what should we do next?"
"Wait...if, as I expected, the changes we make are enough to disrupt the balance of this magical artifact."
No matter how confident Wang Meng is, there is no guarantee that his guess is absolutely correct. Under the current situation, this kind of treatment is undoubtedly the most appropriate.
Immortal Banished Desolate must be the Formation Eye. As for what Immortal Banished Desolate said, it may not be the complete truth, but once someone kills someone, everything will return to a certain point in time, but Wang Meng believes it.
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After entering the Banished City, abnormal time flow occurred many times. It is a certain fact that the demonic artifact "The Banished City" is related to time.
The problem is, how to trigger a simple killing on the formation eye is obviously not suitable. There is some kind of strange curse on the Immortal Banished Desolation. Wang Meng has a feeling that if he attacks the Immortal Banished Desolation, he will probably be banished to the city.
Eternal imprisonment.
Wang Meng had no intention of taking direct action before he figured out the truth behind his banishment to the city. Time was available, so why fight for it?
Ma Tianer smiled faintly, glanced at Wang Meng, and sat down peacefully, while Suo Ming was playing with the big man.
"It's a pity that the big man's strength is still a bit inferior. I'm really looking forward to the Xiongba Qiankun Stick that can fully display its power."
After watching for a while, Ma Tianer said softly.
Wang Meng smiled, "It is the strangest True Essence Beast I have ever seen. Perhaps its potential is unmatched by any of us. The gorgeous one is called Jiuzhe."
Ma Tianer looked at the gorgeous red bird and said, "Hello Jiuzhe, I used to have a friend named Baizhe."
Wang Meng's ability to come up with names is about this.
Ga? 20% off?
Jiuzhe's eyes lit up and he flew over.
Soon, Ma Tianer started playing enthusiastically with the little guys.
One side is fighting fiercely, and the other side is playing fiercely.
Wang Meng smiled and continued to carve on the tiny temple.
The various houses and buildings in the city are not formations, but they are definitely formations. The people who act are the "spirits" that communicate with the formations. These are artifacts and control the time.
This is Wang Meng's second realm. In essence, time is higher than space.
But this city of banished immortals tells another secret. The essence of time is space. Time comes from space and is higher than space, but its essence is still space.
This was a wonderful enlightenment, but Wang Meng believed in this almost absurd epiphany. A window was opening.
This gave Wang Meng countless fantastic ideas, and enlightenment-like spiritual sensations exploded in his heart one after another. He then arranged these inspirations little by little into the "Temple", which was complex, delicate, and full of rules.
The light of Yun Shen is brewing in it. If you look carefully, you will see that it is not only the laws of time and space that Wang Meng is good at, but also the laws of the five elements. After getting along with the little guys for a long time, the growth of these five little guys has also been given.
After receiving a lot of feelings from Wang Meng, Wang Meng also felt that his understanding of the Law of Five Elements was a matter of course.
One day and night passed like this. The flow of time did not speed up, but slowed down. It seemed that the artifact "Exiled City" sensed something and wanted to stop it. However, one was the Wood Emperor and the other was the God of Thunder.
This heaven-defying Zhenren Wang, unless the person who comes to stop him is a true god, and a powerful true god, any attempt to stop him will be in vain.
Bancheng obviously couldn't keep his temper, and a strange law fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky above the lord's mansion.
"clang……"
A bell rang in the air.
Its sound was majestic, and the sound wave texture visible to the naked eye spread out from the air. I saw that the sound wave texture contained countless words and hidden truths.
What moved with the sound were the white clouds in the sky. The arrangement of these white clouds was also particular. They were part of the divine weapon array. At this time, in the sound of the bell of the most reasonable principle, they moved one after another, and in a blink of an eye.
In the meantime, I saw a magnificent statue condensing into shape in the sky.
Rumble... Swords, guns, swords, clubs and halberds were gathered around the statue, and sparks of light sputtered, exuding an awe-inspiring fighting spirit.
Suo Ming's eyes lit up, and it looked like there was another fight to be fought.
The big man was holding his Xiongba Qiankun Stick and looking into the sky, with an indomitable fighting spirit in his eyes.
Everyone seems to be a little suffocated and unable to exert all their energy, and in high-level battles, there are not necessarily so many opportunities to take action.
Suoming's understanding of "power" has actually reached an extreme level in the Middle Thousand World by cultivating the ability to fight against the heavens and the earth, breaking all laws with one force. The sacrifices of the Small Thousand Realm are unmatched by the monks of the Middle Thousand Realm.
This is all about accumulation.
At this time, the statue of the god transformed into white clouds in the sky moved with a roar. Six weapons, swords, guns, swords, sticks and halberds, and six kinds of divine light, blasted towards the city lord's palace.
I didn't realize it when I looked at it from the sky, but when I concentrated the divine light and hit it, I realized that these six weapons were extremely huge. Although they were made by the gathering of white clouds, they exuded a solid and heavy aura. The city lord's palace was in this imposing aura.
It is as fragile as if it were made of paper.
Ma Tian'er looked at the white cloud statue in the sky and smiled, "Senior brother, does this thing look like a holy statue? Will it be possible to practice to the end, and even divine weapons and weapons can become their holy statues?
come out?"
Wang Meng smiled slightly. This idea... is a bit fanciful. However, if a certain amount of things are reserved for the artifact when refining it, and enough divine weapons and spiritual intelligence are produced for cultivation, it is probably not possible to create something like a holy statue.
What a strange thing it would be.
This kind of weapon spirit is impossible to appear in the Small Thousand Realm. This is a disadvantage of the law, but it is another matter in the Middle Thousand Realm.
"You can try it."
At this time, Suoming in the sky was so angry that he jumped into the air. As a result, the statue completely ignored him and even threw its weapons at the city lord's palace. Is his sense of existence so weak?
The war hammer in Suo Ming's hand suddenly erupted, and Suo Ming disappeared from the sky. He reappeared, but he was blocked in front of the six weapons with sharp divine light.
Thunder God comes to the world!
Explode!
Boom, one force can defeat all magic. This is absolutely absolute pure power. There is no magic, only power.