Wonderland Wholesaler

Chapter 184 God of Destruction
Zhu Sheng was immersed in the vastness and mystery of the sky-replenishing technique.

Suddenly, a dangerous aura hit, and he opened his eyes instantly, and saw the rough face of the giant of the Wa clan close in front of him.

At the same time, he also hurried there, and at some point his body was held in the hands of the giants of the Wa clan, like holding an ant.

"you……."

Zhu Sheng was horrified. He found that his true energy was sealed and his body was tightly trapped. It was obvious that he had been fooled. This giant of the Wa tribe had been deceiving him.

"Why, aren't you the Wa clan, the ancestor of my human race?"

Haha!

The Wa clan giant laughed like thunder, bursting into the void, showing disdain.

"You still know that my Wa clan created the human race. If so, your life is also my life. I need your body and soul now, so you are mine."

The giants of the Wa tribe can see the world, as long as they take away Zhu Sheng's body and soul.

"Little human race, it is really ridiculous to want to learn the great art of mending the sky from my Wa clan. You are as weak as dust in front of me. Do you really think that the reason I speak to you so nicely is because of you?"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong."

"I'm for Lingwen Lake."

Haha!

The giants of the Wa tribe showed their true nature, roaring and laughing wildly, looking crazy.

"Emperor Burial Immortal, you can't stay here any longer. Back then you recognized the Fallen Transformation and didn't let me inherit your Immortal Burial Realm. Instead, you imprisoned me here forever and wanted your Immortal Burial Realm to bury me. Today, you Dead, I'm still talking, I won, I won."

The giant of the Wa tribe roared and roared, and the world that had just begun to improve began to collapse again. The earth roared and chaos trembled, all because of the existence of this giant.

Zhu Sheng showed his calmness in the past, quietly watching the giant of the Wa tribe go crazy.

This giant of the Wa tribe is actually a prisoner imprisoned here forever by the Immortal Burial Emperor, and judging from his appearance, he may have lived for endless years.

After the Wa clan giant vented, he raised Zhu Sheng who was in his hands, and stared at him with bloody eyes like a sun.

"Human race, do you know what it's like to see the thing you want the most, but it will never belong to you? Do you know the fear of collapse of faith? Do you know what eternal loneliness is?"

"I really want to thank you very much. It was you who sent the Lingwen Lake here and gave me hope. As long as I can refine the Lingwen Lake, I can control the Immortal Burial Realm. My God of Destruction, Wutian, will come to the earth after all. , Tremble, Nine Heavens and Ten Realms, I have no sky, I have returned.”

God of Destruction, No Sky.

This name is too ancient, and Zhu Sheng has never heard of it. Like the Emperor Burying Immortals, they should be immortals and gods in ancient times, or even further away, in that era with the unit of epoch.

"Come!"

Wutian shouted loudly, Lingwen Lake was not under Zhu Sheng's control, and flew towards his palm.

No!

Wutian cannot be allowed to control Lingwen Lake. In that case, the birth of such a god of destruction will definitely disturb the earth, and his life will also be lost.

Wutian is different from the Black Emperor Sword at first glance. Everything about the Black Emperor Sword can be discussed.

His mind trembled, and he wanted to take back Lingwen Lake.

But everything seemed in vain. Wutian is an ancient god. Although he has been suppressed for endless years and his divine power has almost disappeared, Zhu Sheng cannot match him. As he said, the current Zhu Sheng is just a speck of dust in Wutian's eyes. Just thinking about it can kill Zhu Sheng instantly.

He was powerless, and could only watch Lingwen Lake being taken away by Wutian.

Damn!

In desperation, he wanted to exchange for a forbidden weapon in the system. The forbidden weapon was a one-time magic weapon with great power, but it would do great damage to the body, but it was better than death.

He had already clicked out the forbidden weapon and was about to exchange it. Suddenly, the world of the feature film became brighter. Looking for the light source, it came from under his feet.

It was dozens of seven-colored divine light, drilled from the dark ground under the feet, the seven-colored divine light and its dazzling brilliance, forming countless vines, trapping the God of Destruction in the blink of an eye.

"No!"

Wutian yelled loudly, Faxiang trembled, and flung Zhu Sheng violently at random.

Zhu Sheng recovered his true energy and immediately defended, but the physical strength of the God of Destruction Wutian was too strong, and his whole body was smashed into the ground, revealing a dark cave.

He had already made a comprehensive protection, and the shield formed by the purple gold qi was directly shattered, and the spirit pattern on the purple crystal point flashed endlessly, as if it might shatter at any time, and the huge pain made Zhu Sheng howl in pain.

Fortunately, Wutian, the God of Destruction, just threw him away unconsciously, otherwise he would have been thrown to pieces all of a sudden, without even a chance to be reincarnated.

Zhu Sheng got up, the corners of his mouth were bruised, his eyes were drooping, his clothes were all torn, and he looked very embarrassed. For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

The God of Destruction was too terrifying, he just threw him out unconsciously, almost killing him.

With a thought, I retreated far away.

Looking back, in the distance, countless seven-color vines drilled out from the depths of the earth, illuminating the Immortal Burial Realm, and trapping Wutian to death.

Wutian's physical body was tyrannical, struggling crazily, but the more he struggled, the stronger the seven-color vines bound him.

"why why why?"

"Let me out, I don't want to stay here, let me out, I want to be imprisoned here, Emperor Zanxian, you bastard, why are you still plotting against me after you're dead?"

Wutian, who calls himself the God of Destruction, is like a patient in a mental hospital at this moment, yelling to escape, but unable to leave even half a step.

In the end, the seven-colored vines formed a chain and locked it back between the two stone pillars. The God of Destruction seemed to be drained of energy and became silent, hanging between the two giant pillars like mud , no more anger.

has it ended?

Zhu Sheng couldn't calm down in his heart. The Immortal Burial World was just a cage, a cage tailor-made for Wutian, the God of Destruction.

Who is this Immortal Burying Emperor? He has so much enmity with this God of Destruction, Wutian, that he wants to imprison Wutian forever. The seven-color vines just now should be the second hand of Immortal Burying Emperor, just to prevent Wutian from leaving.

Shaking his head, before he could think clearly, a beam of seven-colored light suddenly struck from a distance, so fast that he couldn't react at all, and directly penetrated into the center of his eyebrows,

Got it!

I have just seen the horror of the seven-color vines, and even the God of Destruction is obedient like a child in front of it, and now I am directly pierced, I am afraid it will be dangerous.

The seven-colored light penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, and at first he didn't feel any discomfort, but after two breaths, he was horrified to find that a seven-colored vine protruded from the center of his eyebrows.

Then the seven-color vines trapped him, and then he exerted a sudden force, but his physical body didn't feel any pull. In a trance, it seemed that something in his body was pulled out by the seven-color vines.

Looking intently, he saw a figure in the distance, wearing a seven-color robe, with a handsome face, like a real immortal coming to the world, looking at him with a smile on his face, this person looked exactly like him.

A stream of information quickly entered his mind, making him understand everything.

It turned out to be the case.

This avatar is his primordial spirit stripped out by seven-color vines. Just now, he has been able to control the entire Burial Immortal Realm, and everything here is under his control.

It turned out that Wutian, the God of Destruction, was indeed trapped here, but it was also a test. He taught the sky-replenishing technique on behalf of the Immortal Burial Emperor. He owned the Lingwen Lake and was able to restore the Immortal Burial Realm. He had obviously passed the test and became the new leader here. Owner.

With a movement of the hand, the Lingwen Lake flew back, and the mind controlled the seven-color avatar to fall into it, sitting cross-legged in the center of the Lingwen Lake.

At this moment, the spirit pattern lake was completely activated, gradually expanding in his eyes, expanding, and finally, almost covering the entire sky. Then, the seven-color avatar moved the spell in his hand, performed the sky-repairing technique, and began to repair the world.

This process is extremely long, and I am afraid that it will not be able to be repaired in a short time. After all, this is a world, and the novel is also the size of ten earths.

Now, he has completely controlled the Immortal Burial Realm, and he is unspeakably excited and happy.

He was almost thrown to death by Wutian just now, and now he has become the master of the Immortal Burial Realm in a blink of an eye. This change is so fast that people are caught off guard.

With a thought, Soul Youruo appeared, this is his world, Soul Youruo can live here, at the same time, the little golden pig was also summoned by him, when this little guy appeared, the first thing he saw was the spirit pattern lake.

Twirling his chubby body, Pidianpidian was about to fly over to eat, but Zhu Sheng grabbed him back.

He also seriously warned the little golden pig that he is not allowed to eat it now. If he dares to take a bite, let him taste the death series of spiritual food. As soon as the death series of spiritual food is mentioned, the scared little golden pig immediately turns around and plunges into the arms of Soul Youruo.

A pair of big eyes looked at Zhu Sheng fearfully, but intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Wutian in the distance, those eyes were full of curiosity.

At the same time, Wutian moved at this moment, and he also discovered the existence of the little golden pig.

"Boy, who are you? Why do you have a town beast? Are you the savior of this era?"

It is obviously not easy to cheer Wutian up now.

Zhu Sheng, who is the savior of the world, has heard about it from Zhang Bairen a long time ago.

He glanced at Wutian, showing indifference and even ridicule to this god who had just deceived him and almost killed him.

"You don't have the right to speak now, just stay well. If I'm in a good mood that day, maybe I'll let you go."

How could Zhu Sheng miss this opportunity to put God under his feet, he himself felt a little uneasy in this pretense.

Haha!

Just now, he looked like I lost the world's sky, and suddenly laughed out loud, and two flames rose in his eyes.

"Boy, you are right, you will let me go, but it doesn't depend on your mood, it depends on my mood, you are the savior, your luck is the quality of the world you guard, but you are destined In the cursed life, there will be countless people appearing in the night when you sleep peacefully, holding butcher knives to kill you, you will beg me, you will definitely beg me."

The god of destruction, Wutian, suddenly said such words, which made Zhu Sheng stunned. He obviously did not expect that Wutian would know so much information about the savior. Luck is related to the world he guards. The more prosperous the world, the better his luck. On the contrary, it gets worse.

At the same time, the savior is indeed cursed, and his last moment of life must be a life-and-death struggle with the fear of the position, and Wutian knows all about it.

"Yes, that's the expression. Don't expect me to tell you more. If you want to know, then it depends on whether I am in a good mood, or let me go now. I think, you, the new master of the Immortal Burial Realm, should have this ability." .”

Wutian lures Zhu Sheng and asks him to let him go.

Zhu Sheng rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Zhu Sheng."

If the soul speaks quietly, obviously he also witnessed what happened. If Zhu Sheng lets Wu Tian go, according to Wu Tian's character, Zhu Sheng will undoubtedly die.

"Yes, I know, Youruo."

With a comforting sound, You Ruo looked up at Wu Tian.

"Wutian, your idea is very good. I do need information about the savior, but now I doubt whether your god position was picked up. Do you think I will believe you in such a dirty trick?"

Nothing can be let go, this is his first rule after becoming the master of the Immortal Burial Realm.

"Is Zhu Sheng right? I can tell you now that one day, you will lift my seal. I believe in you, my savior."

Haha!

Wutian, big and small, was hidden in the darkness, and finally disappeared.

The remaining Zhu Sheng frowned. Wutian was the only unstable factor in the Immortal Burial Realm. With his current strength, it was impossible to completely seal or kill him. It can also seal endless years without days.

In this way, he didn't have to worry too much. As for the savior's information, it was best to know, and it didn't matter if he didn't know. The unknown was interesting. If everything was known, then what's so exciting about living.

Who would have thought that a few days ago he was still eating and drinking with a group of friends, bragging and farting, and now he has regained a part of the world and has the foundation for the future.

That's the wonder of life, you never know what you'll get out of Pandora's box next.

……

At his request, Soul Youruo helps to take care of the Immortal Burial Realm, and the little golden pig, as a world-suppressing beast, presumably has the means to change the world, so he signed a soul contract with him and has a part of the management rights of the Immortal Burial Realm.

Just as he was about to continue to study the magical effects of the Immortal Burial World, a cry came from the outside like a pig-killing cry.

"Zhu Sheng, your uncle, are you still okay? I can't hold it anymore!"

(End of this chapter)