Martial Mythology

Zhang Yu and Sun Meng boarded the stone platform, and then sat down on an empty section of steps. Xiao Xie and Xiao Ling'er obediently lay on Zhang Yu's shoulders, not daring to breathe.

After Sun Meng sat down, she began to speak.

"The erosive power of the muddy has weakened by about one part in a billion." She said solemnly: "The speed of decline is getting faster and faster."

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared immediately, and their faces became heavy.

Although Hunmeng's erosive power is not very friendly to Hunmeng riders, especially the Hunmeng restricted area, even nine-star Hunmeng riders dare not touch it, but in a sense, the erosion power also represents Hunmeng's vitality , the stronger the erosion force, the more vigorous the Hunmeng will be, and it will last longer, and vice versa.

If the muddy erosion power is regarded as a kind of force, let's call it the muddy power, then the strength of the muddy power represents the muddy state.

Now that the power of Hunmeng is constantly declining, and its power is getting smaller and smaller, it means that Hunmeng's state is constantly deteriorating, and the speed of this deterioration is still increasing.

"It seems that we have to speed up, and we must let Hunmengtian evolve into a real Hunmeng as soon as possible." The white-bearded old man on the stone platform looked solemn, "If Hunmengtian is not completed when Hunmeng is destroyed Transformation, then we will have no place to stand."

Creating a real Hunmeng is a grand and amazing plan, and it is also an extremely long process.

Zhang Yu's gaze paused for a few seconds on the white-bearded old man. He faintly felt that the identity of this white-bearded old man seemed a bit extraordinary. The white-bearded old man is quite respectful, and this respect has nothing to do with strength or status, but pure respect.

Sun Meng has been secretly watching Zhang Yu, seeing Zhang Yu looking at the white-bearded old man, Sun Meng immediately introduced: "This is the king of the Ten Thousand Realms that I mentioned to you before who once entered the Heavenly Tomb and came back alive. , is also the head of the nine patriarchs of our Yuhun Palace, the oldest existence in the Hunmeng. You can call him... Old Man. As for his real name, I don’t know either.”

"Old Man?" Zhang Yu always felt that the strength of this white-bearded old man was not simple, so he asked via voice transmission, "How is this person's strength?"

Sun Meng was startled, she didn't expect that Zhang Yu would suddenly ask this question, she thought for a while, and replied: "It's amazing!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yu became interested: "How powerful is it?"

"Under normal circumstances, there is no distinction between high and low kings in the Ten Thousand Realm, but the old man is different. He once entered the celestial tomb and learned a high-level use of good luck in the celestial tomb." Sun Meng said solemnly: "This makes the The strength of the old man is much stronger than other kings of the ten thousand-level realm, although we don't know how much stronger, but we can be sure that it is not difficult for the old man to fight three kings of the ten thousand-level realm alone."

She took a deep breath, and continued: "Because, Mr. Mu once fought with three kings of the Ten Thousand Realm, and the three kings of the Ten Thousand Realm joined hands, and there is nothing they can do about him."

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows, the old man's strength almost caught up with him.

Moreover, no one knows whether the old man is hiding his strength. If the old man is hiding his strength, then his real strength may even be stronger than Zhang Yu.

"Aside from Old Man, are there any other kings in the Ten Thousand Realm who can use high-level good luck?" Zhang Yu asked.

Sun Meng nodded and said, "Yes."

"who?"

"In addition to the old man, there are two other people who have entered the tomb of the sky and learned how to use advanced good luck." Sun Meng said slowly: "One of them is my grandfather. He has learned a consciousness shock technique, which is amazingly powerful. And it is hard to guard against, the other is myself, but unfortunately, what I have learned is a special technique of incarnation outside the body, which can be regarded as a good fortune application to assist cultivation."

"So, your grandfather can also fight against the kings of the Ten Thousand Realm?" Zhang Yu didn't dare to underestimate him.

Sun Meng shook his head: "Although grandpa has learned the advanced use of fortune, his power is not as powerful as the advanced use of good fortune learned by the old man. I heard from grandpa that he will go all out, and at most he can barely parry the two millionaires." The king of the heavy realm, and at a disadvantage..."

It is also a high-level good luck application, but the old man is much stronger than Sun Xing, and Sun Xing is stronger than Sun Meng.

It seems that different high-level fortune-telling uses have different effects on the increase in combat. There is no distinction between these high-level fortune-telling techniques, and their effects are also different. For example, the high-level fortune-telling curse that Duanmulin learned , although the effect of killing the enemy has not improved a little, but who dares to ignore the high-level fortune-telling curse technique?

Its deterrent power is not inferior to other high-level creations.

And the technique of incarnation outside the body that Sun Meng has learned is also the strongest help for her to step into the Ten Thousand Realm. Extend ten times, even a hundred times, a thousand times.

Every high-level good luck application has incredible effects, and any one should not be underestimated.

"It's different, it's the same type of high-level use of good luck that kills, but the strength of Mr. Mu is so much stronger than that of Sun Xing..." Zhang Yu was secretly speechless, "It seems that the high-level use of good fortune that this old man learned is very remarkable. ah!"

You must know that the advanced use of good fortune that Sun Xing has learned is a technique that directly hits consciousness. If you think with your toes, you can also imagine its horror. After all, consciousness is more important than the will of the Creator, and it is the most fundamental core of the Creator. However, the power of such advanced use of good luck is far less than that of the advanced use of good fortune learned by Mr. Mu, which shows how powerful Mr. Mu is.

If it wasn't for the first time meeting and no friendship, Zhang Yu would have liked to challenge Mr. Mu now, to experience the so-called advanced use of good fortune, and feel its power for himself.

"Little friend Zhang Yu, the conditions are poor and I don't take good care of you. I'm sorry." The old man said to Zhang Yu: "Now that the situation in Hunmeng has deteriorated, we must hurry up and stop talking. Please help me."

Zhang Yu nodded, and said solemnly: "No one can escape the destruction of Hunmeng. Therefore, it is everyone's responsibility to open up a new Hunmeng."

Regarding Chaos, he didn't mention a word, and he would never take the initiative to expose the existence of Chaos until Hunmeng really wanted to be Hunmeng.

Although everyone is very warm to him, Mr. Mu, Sun Xing, etc. are also very friendly, but who knows if everyone is so friendly to him? People's hearts are separated, Zhang Yu has no malice towards them, but it doesn't mean that they have no malice towards Zhang Yu. Which of these old monsters has lived for millions, or even tens of millions of centuries? The real thoughts in their hearts are definitely not Zhang Yu could easily see through it.

"Little friend is righteous!" Mr. Mu praised: "Since this is the case, then I don't need to say more, little friend can do as he pleases."

After the voice fell, the old man released the will of the creator, and released the power of good fortune, continuously pouring into the beam of light in the center of the stone platform.

The rest of the people no longer had the same enthusiasm as before, those who should rest continued to rest, and those who should contribute continued to exert their strength.

"I'll try first." Zhang Yu imitated the surrounding kings of the Ten Thousand Layers Realm, and released a wisp of the Creator's will, which instantly submerged into the beam of light with an incomparably powerful power of creation.

At that moment, Mr. Mu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Yu in surprise, as if he had noticed something.

The rest of the kings of the Ten Thousand Realm didn't respond, as if they didn't realize it.

"What's the matter, Mr. Mu?" Zhang Yu felt Mr. Mu's gaze and asked through voice transmission with a smile.

"Little friend's strength is really unexpected." The old man did not hesitate, and said in a voice transmission in amazement: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it is really hard to imagine that the strength of the king of the Ten Thousand Realm can be so powerful... If I didn't perceive a mistake, my little friend probably didn't use advanced good luck just now, right?"

It is unbelievable to show such terrifying strength without using advanced good fortune.

"Haha, it's okay." Zhang Yu smiled on his face, but he was a little shocked in his heart. It was not easy for this old man to perceive his strength without confronting him directly. The old man can perceive his strength, but he can't perceive the strength of the old man. In other words, the strength he perceives is just an ordinary king of the Ten Thousand Realm, not the real strength of the old man. This old guy hides too much. It's so deep that even he can't see through it.