Chapter 823 Big Scene

Under the city of Chaoge.

Xiqi Baiwan was unable to extricate himself from the sad erhu melody.

The three generations of disciples of the Chan sect were completely unable to move.

The three generations of disciples of the Chan sect were even more miserable than the Xiqi soldiers who had no magical powers under the nameless state of "inexplicable grief".

At this time, Wang Ming's magic power was already very low, and it was unable to cause much harm to these ordinary people or the third-generation disciples.

They are mainly affected by sadness.

The third generation disciples of the Chan sect were generally very young, and were almost brought up prematurely by the second generation disciples of the Chan sect.

Wang Ming used special methods to influence their minds. Once their minds are lost, it is easy to cause disorder in their magic power, or even go crazy.

at this time,

The biggest enemy faced by the three generations of disciples of the Chan sect was not Wang Ming, but their own magic power.

The clone Wuming felt his own magic power and couldn't help but smile slightly, and stopped playing the erhu.

"Puff!" The three generations of disciples of the Chan sect all spat out blood, and their breath became weak.

Wuming stood up and slowly walked towards the Xiqi army.

"Protect the emperor!" someone in the Xiqi army shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, now the millions of troops are completely useless and can’t play any role in this battle.

King Wu Jifa was also a little nervous.

King Wu Ji Fafa was also tortured by the grief, but his situation was better than that of the disciples of the Chan sect and ordinary soldiers.

The first prerequisite for being a king is to be ruthless.

Family, love, friendship and so on, when necessary, they can cut them off without hesitation.

Therefore, Wuming's mood of "inexplicable grief" had very little influence on him.

Wuming walked slowly towards Jifa.

Everyone on the Xiqi side became nervous, fearing that Wuming would do something bad to Jifa.

"What are you going to do?
"Don't come over here!"

Some of Jifa's guards were filled with fear, but they still guarded Jifa diligently.

Yang Jian was also afraid that Wuming was going to kill him, so he forced himself to stay awake, sat up from the chariot, and activated his magic weapon, Sky Eye. Two golden inscriptions appeared between his eyebrows, like an eye.

But the moment his third eye opened, he was stunned.

Yang Jian said to Jiang Ziya, "Uncle Master! How come Wuming suddenly has no magical power at all?"

Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Li Jing asked in confusion: "How did his magic power disappear?"

Yang Jian speculated: "It's probably my own dissipated magic power."

Li Jing said to himself, "Disperse on their own?"

Jiang Ziya's expression suddenly changed and he said, "Not good! He is going to harm King Wu."

For a moment, everyone in Xiqi became nervous.

Nezha was puzzled and asked, "Why would you disperse your cultivation if it is not good for King Wu?"

Jiang Ziya said solemnly: "King Wu is the Son of Heaven. The destiny of the human race is concentrated on King Wu. If we cultivators want to harm King Wu, we will inevitably be harmed by his destiny."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and then said, "Master, do you mean that only those without magical powers can attack King Wu?"

Jiang Ziya nodded and said, "That's right."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Zhenzi rushed up and shouted, "Brother, hurry up!"

Yang Jian was shocked: "Lei Zhenzi!"

Just when Lei Zhenzi was about to approach Wuming, he was knocked away by the sharp sword energy.

At the same time, Yang Jian, Jiang Ziya and others were also blown away by the sword energy.

Nezha said in pain, "Second brother! Didn't you say he has no magical power?"

Yang Jian was also confused.

Wuming ignored Yang Jian and the others, and went straight to King Wu Jifa.

King Wu Jifa is indeed worthy of being the emperor of heaven. He can still remain calm in front of Wang Ming.

King Wu Jifa said: "Rebel, you aided Zhou in his tyranny and acted against the will of Heaven. You attempted to resist the destiny of Xiqi. You will die without a complete corpse."

Wuming smiled and said, “It’s destiny!
Indeed, you do have a destiny."

King Wu Jifa was very angry with Wang Ming before, but he was not afraid of Wang Ming.

Along the way from Xiqi to Chaoge, Ji Fa saw countless immortals, gods, demons and monsters.

He also faced many life-and-death crises, but he got through them all safely.

These crises were not entirely without effect on him.

Those that strengthen the qualities of a king.

Every time he escaped death and turned bad times into good times, his self-confidence was strengthened.

Even powerful men like Tongtian who have the power to turn the world upside down could not stop him from achieving his ambition of dominating the world.

He is extremely convinced that he is the prince charming.

Jifa was still extremely confident at this time.

He was confident that Wang Ming could not hurt him in any way.

Wuming was not affected at all by Jifa's kingly arrogance, and said calmly: "Now all your subordinates are gone, and there are only two of us left. King against king, let's have a battle of destiny!"

Ji Fa snorted coldly and really drew out his sword.

In the original plot, Ji Fa had a one-on-one fight with King Zhou.

Wuming couldn't help but smile when he saw Jifa draw out his sword to fight.

Just when I was about to take action.

The sky suddenly changed color, and a terrifying pressure swept across the world, pressing all living things on the earth to the ground, unable to move.
This is the advent of holy power.

"A bold madman who actually attempted to steal the destiny of the human race." A shadow appeared in the sky.

Yang Jian looked up and saw the shadow in the sky, and said in surprise: "Master Laozi."

This person is none other than the Saint Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones.

He is also the first saint after Hongjun Daozu.

The reason why Laozi appeared was only because Wang Ming disturbed the destiny of the human race.

You've touched my cake.

The opportunity for Laozi to become a saint was his merit in establishing a religion.

Established human education.

The human race is almost my property.

Wuming felt very uncomfortable being suppressed by this holy power, but he was not very afraid.

Because Wuming had already expected that the saint would be unable to sit still.

Just when Wang Ming was about to use his trump card, a second grand and vast holy power suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Brother Laozi, you are so ungentlemanly. You deliberately plotted against me in order to monopolize the destiny of the human race."

In an instant, all living things on the earth began to tremble.

The sage Laozi said in a leisurely voice: "Why does Junior Sister Nuwa say so?"

Nuwa Saint said angrily: "Wuwei! Wuwei, you really can do anything! Only you and I can attack the Human Emperor. Other saints who dare to attack the Human Emperor will inevitably suffer backlash.

I have taken action against Emperor Xin, and from now on my luck among the human race will drop to the lowest point.

In the future, the human race will recognize you as more important than me as the creator."

Nuwa gnashed her teeth and said, "Big Brother, what a calculation!"

Do you dare to swear to heaven that the obscene poem written by Emperor Xin in my temple was not written by you?

The sage Laozi was silent.

Saint Nuwa didn't know about these things at first, but Wuming's previous words woke up Nuwa and made her realize that she had been fooled.

Laozi and Nuwa were both supreme saints. They understood that things had come to this point and there was no way to resolve it peacefully.

(End of this chapter)