I, Who Created The Fantasy World, Became The Supreme Villain

038: Existing like a god! 【For collection! Ask for flowers and ask for evaluation tickets]

"Upper Bound...!"

Except for Qin Haotian, Zhao Gou and other limited insiders, the rest of the people knew that Ji Wuxuan's origin and identity must be extremely noble, but no one thought of it in the upper world.

Upper Bound!

In the ancient continent, there has always been a legend about the ascendant.

Legend has it that there is an ultimate realm above the imperial realm, which is called the godless. When you reach that realm, the power is like an ancient god, able to shatter the void and enter the hometown of the gods.

This legend is corroborated by the information passed down by some ascenders, and the people of the ancient continent have always believed it.

only!

For countless years, I have only heard that the emperors of the past dynasties have ascended to the upper realm, but they have never heard of the people from the upper realm descending on the ancient continent.

And now!

Wuxuan Shengzi can come from the upper realm, and looking at the temperament that the other party reveals invisibly, I am afraid that Wuxuan Shengzi is definitely not an ordinary person in the upper realm.

"Half-step Heavenly God Realm... To be able to cultivate to this level in such a remote continent, the aptitude is really good."

Hearing the other party calling out his origin at a glance, Ji Wuxuan did not show any concern, but a smile appeared on his face.

Even in the half-step god realm, the natives are still natives after all. The most likely reason why the other party can call out his identity so positively is that he has seen the rest of the upper realm visitors.

Looking at it this way, the pit dug in the ancestral land of the God of War when I created it might not be famous after the world has evolved.

Thinking like this, Ji Wuxuan raised his hand slightly, made a gesture of please, and said slowly.

"Since the ink master knows my identity, I will not sell it. I want to go to the ancestral land of the Temple of the God of War. I hope that the ink master can open the door of convenience."

"Your Excellency, although I don't know how you are rooted in the ancient road of the stars, I hope you can listen to a word of advice."

Although Lord Mo is a half-step cultivator, in terms of aura, he was completely crushed by Ji Wuxuan, but fortunately, he has been in charge of the God of War Hall for many years, and his bearing is still far beyond ordinary people, and he can barely be in front of Ji Wuxuan. , said slowly, word by word.

"The existence in the ancestral land of the God of War is a very noble existence even in the starry sky, and it is definitely not something you can provoke."

"Oh?"

As a little native of the ink master, it is quite presumptuous to speak like this in front of Ji Wuxuan, but Ji Wuxuan doesn't care about it at all, on the contrary, there is a little more curiosity in his expression.

The pit he buried is estimated to have a propelling effect on the protagonist's domination of the ancient road of the starry sky. Naturally, it is impossible to be ordinary. If he is only frightened by the identity of a person from the upper realm, it will really disappoint him.

However, at present, since Lord Mo, the ant with the height and height of tomorrow, wants to stop it, Ji Wuxuan knows that for the sake of looking at the mysterious existence in the ancestral land, the meeting ceremony he prepared cannot be saved.

"Can't you be offended?"

"There are some decisions, let's wait for the ink master to read the greeting gift I gave you!"

Ji Wuxuan looked at the ink master, his temperament was still as refined as an exiled immortal, but no one knew what the greeting ceremony he said lightly meant for the ancient continent.

"Meeting ceremony?"

Hearing Ji Wuxuan mention these three words, Lord Mo had an ominous premonition in his heart, feeling that something terrible was about to happen.

"Buzz~"

As if he had sensed it, the whole world began to shake, and an indescribable sense of terror spread to his heart.

"Wow!"

A huge golden light appeared from the sky, and in a short period of time, it evolved into a second sun, illuminating the entire ancient continent. .

"That is!"

Zhao Gou looked up at the sky and forgot to close his mouth in horror. He even ignored Ji Wuxuan for a while, all attracted by the vision in the sky.

kaka~

Above those nine days, the second sun suddenly cracked open, revealing the phantom of an old man in blue shirt, exuding the terrifying aura of ancient times, spreading across the sky, making him unable to breathe.

"This is... the powerhouse of your family?"

Lord Mo had vaguely heard the existence in the ancestral land mentioning that the ancient continent was sealed by a stalwart, and it was extremely difficult for cultivators beyond the divine fire realm to enter.

But now, although the old man has never entered the body, it is just an incarnation, but the breath in this incarnation still makes him tremble, raising a sense of incomparable.

"The strongest in the family?"

Hearing Lord Mo's ignorant words, Ji Wuxuan's face showed a light smile.

That's right, in front of this kind of indigenous people, the God King Realm is probably already an unimaginable powerhouse.

Lord Mo can control the most powerful strength in the ancient continent, the Temple of the God of War. In addition to the talent for cultivation, he is not an ordinary person.

When the old man in the blue shirt first appeared, he really attracted most of his attention, but when he recovered, he subconsciously focused his attention on Ji Wuxuan. At this moment, seeing the other party's smile, his heart suddenly tightened, and he felt that there was something in the other party's smile. The sneer in the core is disdain.

as if...

A god-like existence in the sky...

Such a terrifying and stalwart figure is not even qualified to be called a strong man in the family.

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