MTL - Martial Arts From Bandits-Chapter 845 Forget about worry and become a fairy!
Chapter 845 Forget about worry and become a fairy!
Even, not to mention being below the true immortals, even the strong ones above the true immortals, as long as they have not reached the sixth level of palming, they will not be able to intervene in the confrontation at the peak level of palming.
With one blow, ordinary true immortals will be wiped out.
Just like Zhang Jing today, it can completely crush some real immortals and demon gods who are in charge of the second and third heavens.
It was difficult for them to even cause some trouble to Zhang Jing.
This is Zhang Jing's current strength!
As for Zulong and Fengzu, they are more terrifying existences than Zhang Jing now!
Go to the capital.
The empress sits quietly with the imperial concubine Zhuang Lingsu, with a chessboard in between.
Youjing holds sunspots, Zhuang Lingsu holds white stones.
"Snapped."
You Jing launched an attack, one shot fell, and the situation was good.
Zhuang Lingsu frowned, thinking about how to break the situation.
It took a long time before the child was settled.
"My sister is still better than my younger sister," Zhuang Lingsu said with a smile.
"Sister, don't underestimate yourself." You Jing continued to speak, a look of worry flashed across her face, but it disappeared quickly. As a woman who is a mirror of the emperor, the empress must not show any worries in the current situation. of color.
Although, this has no effect on Zhang Jing.
She is not yet qualified to intervene in the fight at the level of real immortals.
Even if she wanted to, Zhang Jing would not agree.
"Sister, don't worry, Your Majesty will return safely."
Zhuang Lingsu saw the fleeting expression on You Jing's face, and said in a low voice.
"I've always believed in it."
Secret and dignified.
"It's a pity that I'm too weak to help him." Then You Jing shook her head and said.
When the strength was not as good as the golden core of heaven and man, You Jing could help a little, but with Zhang Jing establishing the country and condensing the position of emperor, You Jing's strength is nothing.
There are not many people in the imperial court who are stronger than her.
"Helping Your Majesty sit in the harem, my sister has done a good job," Zhuang Lingsu complimented.
As the master of the harem, You Jing's status is unshakable, even she must be treated with care.
Zhuang Lingsu knew that the queen was once a member of the devil, ruthless and merciless, and the lives on her hands could be eight hundred if not one thousand.
You Jing sighed secretly.
This time, the emperor went to the battle in a hurry, not knowing what would happen.
Since she came back last time, You Jing knew that the enemy outside was very powerful. Even the real fairy, the evil king, fell, and the ancestor of Shenmu was also seriously injured and dying.
The blood of the 400,000 powerful people sprinkled the starry sky.
Those scenes, even if you just think about it, You Jing can feel a very tragic atmosphere, and you can't help worrying about Zhang Jing.
But Zhang Jing has a very strong personality, never revealing a trace of weakness.
Therefore, even if she was worried about her, You Jing never said much in front of her.
Thinking about it now, You Jing doesn't even want Zhang Jing to become the current Emperor, it would be nice to be more stable, but he also understands that without Zhang Jing, the Human Emperor, the Human World would have been destroyed.
"I only hope that the human world is safe."
You Jing continued to move, and said softly.
"You guys have a good mood."
Zhang Jing slowly walked out of the void, with a faint light emitting from his body.
"See Your Majesty!"
"See Your Majesty!"
All the maids around fell to their knees and dared not raise their heads.
Zhang Jing waved his hand lightly, except for You Jing and Zhuang Lingsu, everyone was moved far away by using their supernatural powers.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
Zhuang Lingsu and the two also hurriedly bowed.
Within a radius of 10,000 meters, the secret was hidden, Zhang Jing stepped forward and hugged the two of them, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
One G is omitted here
The infrastructure construction in the human world is in full swing, and the new capital was selected by Zhang Jing to be in the most central location of the entire Central Plains, where there was originally a huge mountain range.
But it is nothing compared to the labor force of millions of monsters and ghosts.
Zhang Jing placed high hopes on the new capital city. He wanted to build the largest and most magnificent city in the human world, enough to live tens of millions of people.
regard it as a holy place for the human race.
Occupies a very wide area, with no end in sight at a glance
"Do you really want to cross the catastrophe?"
Zhang Jing looked at Monk Wangyou in front of him, with a hint of persuasion in his tone.
Monk Wangyou's cultivation has reached the peak of the realm, so it is reasonable to say that there is no problem, but his accumulation is too little after all, and it is still a bit dangerous to cross the catastrophe at this time.
"In the battle of the starry sky, the poor monk has some insights. The real immortals are just ants. Only when you are promoted to a true immortal can you protect the human world and help you."
Monk Wangyou looked determined.
Sword Emperor, Sword Demon, and Guangming, who were strong in the holy realm, died in front of Monk Wangyou. He knew that in the battle of the realm, it was nothing to be under the real immortal.
So, then there was a breakthrough ready.
"When you cross the catastrophe and become a fairy, you may awaken something. I told you back then that you are likely to be the follower left by the Buddha."
"Even reincarnation."
"After crossing the catastrophe and becoming a fairy, his memory may be."
Zhang Jing stared at Monk Wangyou.
With his current strength, there is no way to help Wangyou suppress anything. If something really happens, the consciousness of Monk Wangyou may be suppressed or even die.
"If the poor monk is really the reincarnation of the Buddha, I hope His Majesty will not interfere. The Buddha also died fighting for the human world, and he has made great contributions."
"Whether it is a poor monk or a Buddha, as long as he is alive, he can help the human world a lot."
"Since you have made your decision, let's go through the calamity" Zhang Jing said in silence for a long time.
Three days later, Zhang Jing, Tianxu, Baidi, and all the powerhouses of the realm level stood in the void, watching Monk Wangyou's crossing the catastrophe.
Madman Chu and Feng Wan were worried.
At the right time, Monk Wangyou clasped his hands together, and the Buddha's light bloomed on his body, spreading for hundreds of miles. He ascended to the sky step by step, and lotus steps appeared under his feet.
Two days of tempering by wind and fire.
Immediately afterwards, there was Lei Jie, and the indifferent will reappeared in the dark. Zhang Jing tried to go to Jiutian, wanting to see if the Emperor's consciousness is still there.
But just getting closer, a series of tribulation thunders hit Zhang Jing's body.
Zhang Jing receded silently for a long time, that will is the gathering of all living beings in the human world, and the Human Sovereign has become a part of it.
Monk Wangyou crossed the tribulation again and again, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. The eyes of the Holy Mother of the White Lotus below were full of envy. Although she had reached the third level of the realm, her accumulation was too shallow, and the danger of crossing the tribulation was too great.
When the last thunder disaster was passed, all the powerful human races below breathed a sigh of relief, only Zhang Jing and Feng Wanli Chu madman looked worried.
Because, after Monk Wangyou passed through the thunder calamity, he closed his eyes, and the Buddha's light was in full bloom, as if he was experiencing something, and a little golden lacquer appeared between his brows.
The temperament of the whole person is becoming more and more unpredictable, solemn and solemn.
Like the Buddha and Bodhisattva enshrined in the temple
(end of this chapter)
