MTL - Punch In a Perfect World-Chapter 235 My son, Wang Teng, looks like a great emperor!

  Chapter 235 My son, Wang Teng, looks like a great emperor!

   In response to this incident, the human race also reacted. First, the royal family of Beiyuan cried and mourned for half a month. Everyone in the clan was full of sorrow.

  Wang Teng's father, who is also the current head of the family, never eats or sleeps at night, chanting a sentence all day long;

   "My son, Wang Teng, has the qualifications of a great emperor..."

The faces of the big bosses of the human race are not very good. After all, it is the top talent of the human race who lost to the **** son of the ancient race, but they can't help it. Otherwise, the ancient race might go to war with the human race regardless.

  The holy land of the human race joined forces and said: "The younger generations of the two races compete for supremacy, and each of them lives and dies according to their own abilities. The strong of both sides must not interfere."

  As for the Gu Clan, who thought they had taken advantage, they naturally agreed with both hands, and even those Gu Clan who clamored for bloodbath of the Human Race were much quieter.

  They all sent the elites of their clans to travel around the world, hoping that the arrogance of the clan could be used as a sharpening stone for the elites of their clans.

  The smell of gunpowder between the human race and the ancient race suddenly faded a lot, but civil strife broke out on the ancient race side.

   Within a few days, someone saw the ancient strongman from Yuanhu Lake make a move, chasing and killing the emperor. The latter coughed up blood all the way and almost fell.

   This news is more like a bolt from the blue. Although it is not known whether the news is true or not, it has made the relationship between the emperor's lineage and Yuanhu Lake extremely tense.

  Perhaps the human race is confused, isn't the emperor's son called the son of God? How could he be hunted down by people from Yuanhu Lake?

  But the senior officials of the ancient tribe still caught some clues. They guessed part of the truth. Some ancient tribes began to put pressure on Yuanhu Lake, and even said that the Son of God was wrong, and Yuanhu Lake would definitely be wiped out!

  The ancient king of Primordial Lake frowned even tighter. He looked around at the strong men in the clan who were able to make a move, and questioned them one by one, for fear that some fool would really do such a stupid thing in a hurry.

Just when the investigation of Yuanhu Lake was completed and he was about to prove his innocence, the emperor attacked again. This time, he directly killed five young men who were second only to Yuangu in Yuangu Lake, and sent their heads back to Yuanhu Lake. territory.

Now the relationship between the ancient tribes became even more tense, and the mountains and rain were about to come, and it seemed that there was a feeling that a war would start if there was a disagreement. Suddenly, most of the ancient tribes were involved, and they were planning something. I don’t know if it is reconciliation or Go to war.

   These two incidents were naturally directed and acted by Shi Zhong himself. The identity of the emperor is too important and sensitive, and any incident will involve the nerves of most ancient people.

   "The more chaos the better." Shi Zhong is quite satisfied with the current situation. The ancients thought they had taken advantage of it, so they were naturally willing to abide by the rules proposed by the All Saints.

   Now that the ancients are in a mess, they naturally have no energy to do things. This balance will be maintained for at least half a year, which can be regarded as making up for the early mistakes of the ancients due to their own appearance.

   Another two months have passed, and Shi Zhong's cultivation has reached the peak of the formation realm, and he can break into the next realm at any time, but he still needs an opportunity to truly break through.

   Not only that, but he also teleported to the fire domain, and re-sacrificed the immortal golden body with the divine material obtained from the immortal emperor, so that its power would be greatly increased and his own combat power could be improved.

   At this time, many important people have rushed to Qinling. It is said that someone found the brand of a monk and the mark of an old man riding a bull, leading to a dry lake.

   "Let's go, walk up!" Shi Zhong yelled, there is a dream essence in it, and it is likely to be the opportunity for him to break through.

They were originally in a small town near the Chengxian Lake in the Qinling Mountains. As soon as they came out at this moment, they could see countless figures passing by above their heads. There were ancient chariots rumbling through the sky, and there were also huge divine birds with full wings. Thousands of meters away, carrying a kind of disciple to the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

The most obvious one is the tower-like figure, the arms are thicker than the waistline of ordinary people, and the explosive muscles are piled up all over the body. It is Pangbo, who is meeting a young strong man in black and white clothes in the sky at the moment. confrontation.

Shi Zhong and Ye Fan are very familiar with this style of clothing. He is probably the third generation of the Yin Yang Sect. The first generation was killed by Shi Zhong, and the second generation was shot to death by Ye Fan outside Qishi Mansion. The third generation will also perish.

Sure enough, under Pangbo's crazy attack, the Son of Yin-Yang began to be overwhelmed. The mountain-like iron fist struck, and the sword of the Son of Yin-Yang was hammered into two pieces. He was so shocked that he coughed up blood and backed away .

  Pang Bo took the opportunity to go forward, twisted off the head of the Yin-Yang Son, and held it in his hand, dripping with blood, which shocked many people.

   "Pombo."

  Ye Fan yelled, his figure soared into the sky, Pang Bo was also overjoyed to see the battle, and threw the head of the Son of Yin and Yang casually: "Yezi, Shuai Shuai, why are you here?"

  The onlookers felt a shudder in their hearts. This is the holy son of the Supreme Sect of Zhongzhou. His neck was wrung out like a chicken or a duck, and he was thrown aside.

   "I just practice here." Ye Fan laughed, and told Pang Bo what they had done recently, and the latter laughed.

   "It's true that you are here. You are fellow villagers. If you go back, you will win the Hundred Flowers Golden Rooster Award and Oscar." Pang Bo laughed, and punched Ye Fan and Shi Zhong in the chest twice.

   "I see you are stronger than last time, what are you doing?"

  Ye Fan squeezed his muscles. He and Shi Zhong are both over 1.9 meters tall, but only half the height of the other party. He had to fly a little higher to talk to him.

"Hey, last time I ate half of the coffin board of the Immortal Emperor that we got in the fairy burial place. Although it was unpalatable, but the strength was still growing very fast. I kept a piece and put some hot pepper on it when I had time. Do you want to eat with sauce?"

   "No need, just eat by yourself." Shi Zhong and Ye Fan hurriedly waved their hands, this buddy is too nervous, and he can do this kind of thing.

  While they were chatting and reminiscing about the old days, another female voice sounded in the distance: "Little Yezi, Pangbo!"

   Everyone looked back and saw a girl with a slender figure, a handsome face, exquisite features, big eyes, and a purple dress flying over excitedly, followed by a young man with a slightly dark complexion.

  This young man Shi Zhong met at the Fair in Yaochi. He is Ji Haoyue, the king of the Eastern Desolation God.

But Shi Zhong met at the time, didn't care much, and didn't make friends on purpose. After all, this god-king body was really ordinary in his eyes. He will probably be depressed for life.

   On the contrary, Ji Ziyue, an agile girl, is very extraordinary. She has a feeling of being close to a fairy, a bit like an innate Taoist fetus. It is said that it can help people improve their combat effectiveness, similar to Ming Shiyin in a certain game that Shi Zhong remembered from his previous life.

   "Why are you?" Ye Fan was a little surprised, and even more surprised by the excitement that the little girl looked at him.

   "Why, did I have your permission to come here? Qinling, you piled it up?" Ji Ziyue said dissatisfiedly, two sparkling little tiger teeth were exposed, very cute.

   After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at Shi Zhong again, and said very politely: "This is the handsome guy who killed the twin kings of Zhongzhou. I heard my brother tell you about you."

  Shi Zhong smiled, and took out a medicine king from the ethnographic bag and handed it over: "Hello, brother and sister, this is a meeting gift for you, brother."

   "Ah..." The expressions of the four people all changed.

  Ye Fan's face was shocked, he didn't know why Shi Zhong said that suddenly, and took advantage of him, making himself his younger brother.

  Next is Ji Ziyue, she never thought that Shi Zhong could see through her little thoughts at a glance, and said it so openly, making her face blush.

   Then there was Pangbo, with a strange expression on his face, as if he knew something he shouldn't know.

  The last one was Ji Haoyue, her complexion darkened even more, and she seemed to run away on the spot, but seeing the medicine king that Shi Zhong handed over, which was at least 40,000 years old, she began to struggle again whether to accept it or not.

  After a moment of stalemate, Ji Ziyue still blushed and put away the medicine king, and said two words that were almost inaudible: "Thank you."

  Shi Zhong smiled with satisfaction, put his hand on Ye Fan's shoulder, and raised his eyebrows, meaning to call brother quickly.

  Ye Fan patted Shi Zhong's arm angrily. He didn't expect this buddy to be so shameless. In order to take advantage of himself, he even gave away a king of medicine.

   "Hey, Shuai Shuai, how about I condescend to ask you to give me a medicine king?" The **** dog licked the old face and leaned over, wagging its hairless tail.

   "Get out, I don't want to be a dog brother." Shi Zhong moved its bright spring face to the other side.

   "Cough cough." Ji Haoyue coughed twice, and changed the topic: "Hurry up and follow, don't be caught up first."

  In order to seize the opportunity, Shi Zhong directly sacrificed the formation, and Ji Haoyue knew the location, and the group directly crossed the void and came to the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

  The place where they appeared was a stone forest, and there was a dry lake in front of them. On a huge round boulder, they saw the seal of the old man with the blue ox and the seal of the bald monk.

   "This is the imprint of Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu." Pang Bo said.

   "Yes." Ye Fan nodded, looking thoughtful. He has heard about these two ancients of the earth, but he has never seen their real bodies, and even the news is very scarce.

But Shi Zhong knew that Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu were the regenerated spiritual wisdom of Emperor Hengyu and Emperor Void respectively. They resolutely fought out in times of darkness and turmoil, and restored part of the Dao fruit of the previous life. The ancient emperor fought and almost died, so he is also a respectable person.

  These two imprints are very clear, and there is still a line of Sanskrit at the bottom. After being translated by Ye Fan, only some words are obtained: "Words such as Gouchen, Ancient Road, Hangu Pass, etc., have no practical value."

   After a lot of tossing, everyone got nothing, so they simply went straight on the road, walking towards the dry lake.

  A burst of mist rises from this lake, distorting the space to a certain extent, making people look very close, but there is a feeling that they cannot get close.

   "I came last time and prepared some materials." Ji Yuekong said, taking out some things like star stones.

   "Give it to me, let me do it." Shi Zhong said, while extending his hand to Ji Haoyue.

  The latter hesitated for a moment, but thinking of the origin technique that Shi Zhong showed in Yaochi, he still believed it, and handed these magical materials to Shi Zhong.

   What he didn't expect was that Shi Zhong directly put these things into the human race bag and fed them to the Dashenshi.

   "This..." Ji Haoyue's face darkened slightly.

   "There is no need to waste these magical materials."

   Shi Zhong said, a few bright auroras shot out from his eyes, and they sank into the depths of the mist. Soon, a blank path appeared in front of everyone, and the mist billowed on both sides but could not cover it.

   "Don't leave this path, or even a great power will be turned into thick water." Shi Zhong said, his double pupils saw something terrifying in the mist.

   "Okay." Everyone nodded and followed behind Shi Zhong.

  Suddenly, a humanoid creature sprang out from the mist, with long red hair all over its body, and a rotten breath spread over the face.

   "vomit..."

Shi Zhong could see the most clearly because of the double pupil opening. The red-haired corpse in front of him was too disgusting. It was covered in pus, and there were maggots in the pus. Two eyeballs were hanging down from the eye sockets. .

   "Go away."

  Shi Zhong didn't want to do anything, so he stretched out his hand and pulled out a big halberd from the dark wall behind him, and swept the ghost thing away, smashing it into pieces in the mist.

  Ji Haoyue's eyes flashed, this monster has a cultivation base of the first level in Sendai, and Shi Zhong did not expect that it would be easily dealt with.

  During the next half hour, this kind of monster appeared from time to time, but before rushing into this small passage, it was bombarded by the double pupil aurora of the stone bell.

  Finally, they walked out of the foggy area. The mountains in front of them were very majestic. The mountains were majestic and the ridges were like dragons. There was a faint aura flowing in it, which was especially gorgeous under the afterglow of the red sunset.

As if sensing the approach of a stranger, several rotten coffins not far away began to vibrate, and a hand with red hair stretched out from inside, with unusually long fingernails, scratching the coffin board, sending out that kind of command. Creepy voices.

  Shi Zhong shot again and blasted it, even the dozen or so silver-winged Yakshas in the distance were frightened and scattered, not daring to stay here anymore.

  Everyone moved forward again, and there was a majestic mountain in front of them, like the backbone of the sky and the earth, making them feel their insignificance involuntarily.

   At the top of this mountain, there is a radiant pool of gods. The treasure liquid is rippling and emitting a dazzling glow. It is a rare treasure at first glance.

Beside this **** pool is a majestic mountain peak, in which there is a dark ancient cave, emitting bursts of dragon energy. Two banana trees are planted at the entrance of the cave. Like a fan.

   "Let's go, hurry there before others arrive." Pangbo was very excited, wondering if chewing on the banana tree would increase his cultivation.

   "Someone arrived earlier than us." Shi Zhong looked around, and there were some shallow traces. Although those people acted cautiously, they were still noticed by Shi Zhong's double pupils.

   "Then what should we do, wouldn't our trip be in vain?" Pang Bo was anxious.

  (end of this chapter)