Is Song Wushen really the idea of ​​a god? Whoever is interested can guess. The answer will be announced tomorrow's chapter.

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At night, people are like mirror lake water, suddenly parting a road.

Wang Ce and his party joined the Xiaowu Emperor and the Killing Emperor, and slowly walked out from the bottom of the lake, with different gods.

Song Wushen really didn't stop him, and he really let him come and go freely.

"Let's go. What are you waiting for?" Wang Ce noticed that the eight dimeng and the others were stamping their feet, and looked back in surprise.

"Tell me, why do you want to leave?" Di Mian shook his head by the lake. They came, not to travel, but to find out something, and decided to kill the God of War or the other side.

Di Mian and others believed in Wang Ce, so they came out with hints. Otherwise, they would not have left easily before their goal was achieved.

Wang Ce frowned, smoothed his wrinkles, looked around, and his eyes were filled with strange light: "It's hard to say." He sighed in his heart. This is not the place to speak.

Di Mian and others understood and walked out without saying a word. This basin is not only charming, but also not small. The group waited for a while to walk, and Muye, who had the most direct and hot temper, said anxiously: "This is something we can say."

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the basin, Wang Ce felt wide open and his eyes were burning: "He has a problem!"

Everyone was surprised: "What's the problem?"

Wang Ce Shen condensed, and after a while, he slowly said: "He lied!" Everyone suddenly changed. Song Wushen was a frank man from beginning to end, and he was actually mixed with lies!

"Xiao Ce, what have you found? You might as well say that everyone will find out a few things!" Ji Qianbai was solemn.

Wang Ce shook his head slowly. For some reason, he felt nervous here, and the sensitive feeling was that this place was definitely not the place to speak: "It's not too late to retreat to a safe place first!"

"It is not suitable for this place to stay in Guangdong for a long time, so it is best to leave first!"

Wang Ce's eyes were heavy: "I feel uneasy. Since he lied to me, he would definitely not let us leave easily. Let's leave first!"

Ji Qianbai and others changed, and when they came here, they were not afraid of death. But they could die, but Wang Ce could not die.

"What did you find? You might as well refer to it for details!"

When someone said something, Wang Ce changed his voice and said nothing, he didn't even think about it. He burst out the fastest speed and shouted wildly: "Go!"

It was Song Wushen who was talking!

Ji Qianbai and others almost didn't think about it, and the remaining electric fire escaped outside the basin that was about dozens of feet away.

The moment Wang Ce was about to rush out of the basin, he was blocked silently in the air as if he had hit an invisible wall.

In an instant, the air became as heavy as a mountain, suppressing everyone tightly. As strong as Ji Qianbai and others, their cultivation was vaguely suppressed.

One has increased and the other has decreased. With the cultivation level of Ji Qianbai and others, the speed has reached its peak, but Yi Jing's speed has been suppressed and slowed down extremely, extremely shocked: "What is this?"

"Huh?" A surprised boat sound came from the night.

Ji Qianbai and others were all suppressed, but the only one who grabbed Wang Ce with an amazing speed and was about to rush out with a bang. But suddenly a soft halo suddenly shone from the edge of the basin.

The thorns hit hard on one end, as if they were concentrated by an invisible force, and they were intercepted with a muffled groan.

None of the top ten martial emperors could break out of the basin.

All of them were intercepted by these invisible and strange forces.

Just as the soft halo appeared, Wang Ce's heart was shocked and he found that there was a faint halo over this basin that was dozens of miles in a radius, like a lid covering the basin.

Ji Qianbai and others were shocked and angry, and they let out various roars, but none of them could break through.

Wang Ce looked at the sky blankly and sighed helplessly: "I am worthy of being the God of Martial Arts!"

The Sword Saint drew his sword in an instant, and a sharp sword light slashed away in an extremely magnificent way. A buzzing sound was like a thunder sound, rolling like a wave.

The entire basin was shocked by the power of this sword, but it was still impossible.

The Sword Saint failed with a sword and was frightened and angry. He suddenly had a light of inspiration and blurted out in shock: "This is, will space!"

All kinds of anger subsided in an instant. Ji Qianbai and others were shocked and carefully understood. Sure enough, they found that the ubiquitous power was the same as the essence of the will space. They all gasped: "How is this possible!"

In the dark night, Song Wushen said lightly: "Young man, where do you see that I am lying?"

True, damn slut! Wang Ce's mouth was full of bitterness, and he felt that he had turned into a coptis in the bitter gallbladder. He sighed: "Master Wu Shen, fooling people is actually a technical job. Of course, everyone can do it at ordinary levels. But if you really have a level of fooling, you must win the enemy and you must have a level of skill to play."

"The cultivation of Lord Wushen is naturally unparalleled. However, when it comes to fooling others, you will not be poisonous."

"You said." The God of War seemed to be very interested.

Wang Ce rubbed his face, signaled Ji Qianbai and others to stop, and sighed: "I finally met a tiger when I entered the mountains. I guess most Wuzong Wudi is not very good at lying people. I guess Master Wudi used this set of rhetoric and didn't know how many generations of Wudi have fooled him." Unfortunately, Master Wudi probably didn't know that my skills next to Wang Ce may be a little bit short of... but the wind..." Wang Ce burst out laughing. Every qualified time traveler is a big lie expert first.

Song Wushen said lightly: "Where is the flaw in my words?"

Wang Ce smiled helplessly: "Mr. Martial God shouldn't be talking about the gods. I only know that if we want to unify the nine continents and fight against the gods that are about to make a comeback, there is no need for the four human emperors, just one human emperor is enough."

"Haha, young man, you don't know. In the past thousands of years, no one has been able to unify the Nine Continents in the past ten generations, because the human emperor is too few." Song Wushen retorted without any objection.

I understand. When I read history books, I understand. Wang Ce does not deny that if there is only one human emperor, then many masters who do not like the human emperor will have a place to escape and even gather to resist the human emperor.

According to historical records, two of the ten generations of human emperors were recorded. Because some matters of the Human Emperor were too excessive, they were allied by a large number of Wu Emperors and Wuzong, and were eventually overturned.

The so-called heroes cannot resist the number of people. The Human Emperor is the Martial Emperor in the world. Dozens of Martial Emperors rushed forward with all their might, and the Human Emperor was dead.

Wang Ce did not deny it, but also smiled: "What the lord said is also the same thing. However, it is really inappropriate that the four human emperors do not have the Northern Tang Dynasty. To be honest, I know how the Human Emperor came from, and I believe that the lord has also prepared a furnace and cauldron for the Northern Tang Dynasty."

Today's Northern Tang Dynasty is vaguely the most powerful country in the East. If Wang Ce and Bei Ce Prefecture had been with him, it would be almost certain that the world would be unified.

If it is really to unify the Nine Continents in order to compete with the gods, then the four great human emperors should definitely have a share of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

The night was silent for a while before a voice came: "I have another view on Northern Tang."

A bullshit opinion. Wang Ce curled his lips and shrugged: "Okay, even if it's reasonable, another flaw is really unreasonable."

"What flaw?"

Wang Ce smiled and said, "According to what Lord Wu God said, the missing Wu Emperors all replaced Wu God's wife to suppress the road to heaven. Then, I will ask where this generation of Wu Emperors are without asking the previous generation?"

"According to common sense, there must be some Wu Emperor around me. But I only see the uncle Xiao Wu Emperor and the Killing Emperor."

Wang Ce bowed slightly to Heiye and smiled: "Forgive me, I just like to think randomly. Think about it, but I always like to think too much if I accidentally think about it. Whenever I think about it, I deeply think that Lord Wu Shen is afraid that he has no good intentions."

In the dark night, for some reason, Wang Ce's words always seemed to be filled with joy and jokes.

Wang Ce told the story.

Ji Qianbai and others suddenly realized that no wonder Wang Ce decisively pulled out the tui and left. Everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly. However, even if Wang Ce was cunning and could see that the God of Martial Arts was useless.

Now that I can't rush out, it seems like a dead end?

A floating in the air: "Why do I want to lie to you?"

Wang Ce shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. Who knew, maybe the God of Martial Arts was planning to make fun of him: "I guess Lord Martial Arts wants to trick us into sitting on the white jade."

The Xiao Wu Emperor and the Killing Emperor's Eye Bo suddenly changed, and the former hesitated: "Are you going to make a mistake? I've been sitting on it for a few years. It's okay, it's very safe, but..."

After a pause, the little Wu Emperor calmed down and said, "On the contrary, sitting on it will help you comprehend the martial arts! I have consolidated my realm in the past three years, and it is because of this."

Wang Ce smiled and said, "This, let's ask Lord Wu Shen.

A dignified martial god probably won’t deny it so shamelessly.”

With an invisible layer of power, Wang Ce's brain was about to break, and his eyes turned black, as if something was hit by it, and he almost fainted.

The dark night sent a message: "If you speak rudely, you should learn a lesson."

His head was about to explode, and after a while, Wang Ce smiled: "Haha, Lord Wu Shen, don't you dare to admit it? Interesting. It seems that Lord Wu Shen's skin is thicker than I thought. Since the Lord Wu Shen's skin is so thick, I might as well slap it again."

Before the Martial God attacked, Wang Ce held back his headache and smiled and said to the air: "There was a flaw, I was guessing and there was no confidence and no evidence. But if the uncle Xiao Wu Emperor said that, I can be sure."

Everyone was solemn and shocked. Wang Ce said lightly: "Master Wu Shen, what you said about the road to heaven is not the road to heaven."

An inexplicable force attacked everyone like storm waves. Wang Ceru was struck by lightning and fell to the sky, accompanied by anger and scolding: "What did you say!"

He vomited blood, and Wang Cexin wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands, laughing and laughing, saying one word: "If Master Wu God's ears are behind his back, I might as well say it again. I said, that thing is not the way to go to heaven."

"If I were asked to guess, I would guess, it was the 'Cliff of the World'."

The cold wind blows in winter and makes a sound.

For a moment, the lake surface became boiling, and the waves were like hurricanes passing through the border, causing huge waves of dozens of feet, as if mixed with anger and smashed heavily into the lake, rumbling and extremely powerful.

After a long time, all kinds of surging visions gradually calmed down.

A cold Bing said in the air: "Who are you!"
Chapter completed!