Martial Mythology

"It seems that the last time I was injured, the impact was really not small, and it actually allowed the puppet to regain a little self-awareness." Tian Ling frowned.

Zhang Lu was expressionless, he was not interested in discussing the puppet with Tian Ling, he just wanted to know who hurt Tian Ling.

Seemingly aware of Zhang Lu's impatience, Tian Ling said slowly: "The puppet is right, someone did break into the Heavenly Tomb and severely injured me."

Zhang Lu suddenly regained his energy, and his expression became more serious.

"That man... is called Mu Wusheng." Tianling said lightly, "This man is my former deity's capable subordinate. He once followed my deity in another Hunmeng campaign and made great contributions. He is very powerful. Very strong!"

Speaking of this, Tianling's tone is also unprecedentedly serious and serious: "If you just say strong, you may not have a specific concept. Let's put it this way, there is actually a very special realm between the Ten Thousand Realm and the Lord of Chaos. This The realm, I call it the realm of immeasurable good fortune. There are three people who have stepped into the realm of immeasurable good fortune. One is me, one is the muddy fog tree, and the other is Mu Wusheng. Mu Wusheng is the three of us. The strongest among them. In terms of individual strength, neither I nor Hunmengshu are his opponents, only me and Hunmengshu can defeat him."

Hearing Tianling mention the name "Wu Wusheng", the figure of Lao Wu immediately appeared in Zhang Lu's mind.

Could that mysterious old man in Hun Mengtian be "Hu Wusheng"?

And after Tian Ling talked about the strength of Mu Wusheng, Zhang Lu couldn't help being secretly shocked: "Immeasurable Creation Realm? Is it stronger than the Will of the Tomb and the Hunmeng Tree?"

If Mr. Mu is really "Mu Wusheng", then this person is hiding too well.

"What is the Immeasurable Creation Realm? Why did Wu Wusheng attack you?" Zhang Lu asked immediately.

"The so-called Boundless Good Fortune Realm actually belongs to the category of those who control the chaos, and even belongs to the Ten Thousand Realm Realm. It's just that the realization of the infinite good fortune makes both the mystery of good fortune and the will of the creator get multiplied by tens or hundreds of times. "Tianling said in a calm manner: "In the final analysis, the realm of immeasurable creation still belongs to the realm of ten thousand realms, or in other words, the special realm of ten thousand realms has not broken the shackles of the realm of ten thousand realms."

Zhang Lu pondered: "That is to say, you are still in the Ten Thousand Realm in essence, and it is only because of the increase in the limitless good fortune that your strength has increased dramatically?"

Tian Ling nodded: "That's what I mean."

"Then why did Wusheng attack you?" Zhang Lu asked again.

"Because...he betrayed my deity." When Tianling spoke, there was a faint killing intent around him, "After the deity fell, Wu Wusheng tried in vain to occupy the magpie's nest, occupy Hunmeng, and replace the deity He became the new master of Hunmeng. However, he did not expect that although the deity fell, Hunmeng was not something he could control. Only those who had truly stepped into the realm of Hunmeng master could control Hunmeng. He overestimated His ability, or in other words, his ambition, exceeded his ability. As a result, when he was refining the will of the original creator, he suffered a backlash."

"What he didn't expect was that although the deity fell, I did not fall. After knowing his wolf ambition, I took advantage of his backlash to attack him and severely injured him, and based on the will of the deity's creator. , Opened up the Heavenly Tomb, which is the Altar of Apocalypse.”

"It's a pity that I underestimated the strength of Mu Wusheng. Even though he was backlashed by the will of the deity's creator, attacked by me, and suffered unprecedented heavy injuries, he still did not fall. Instead, he hid himself, recuperated in secret, and united Those masters of the Hun opened up a place called Hunmengtian."

Zhang Lu was a little surprised: "Do you know Hunmengtian?"

Tianling said lightly: "Of course I know. After all, there are quite a few puppets in the Ten Thousand Realm under my hands. Some of them have received invitations from Hunmengtian, and some of them were even members of Hunmengtian. They were encouraged by that guy to come here. Find out the situation of the Apocalypse Altar, but in the end become a puppet."

At this point, Zhang Lu can basically confirm that the old man is "Hu Wusheng".

"Wu Wusheng has always held a grudge against what happened back then, and has been looking for opportunities to retaliate against me." Tian Ling said: "Not only that, he betrayed my deity, and he was also afraid that my deity would find him to settle accounts after my resurrection, so he did everything possible to stop me Resurrection of the deity, in addition, he also fooled a lot of Hunmen, trying to gather the power of everyone to open up a new Hunmeng, hoping to set foot in the realm of Hunmeng Lord..."

Creating a new Hunmeng is just a cover, his real purpose is to use this to step into the realm of Hunmeng Lord!

Zhang Lu was not sure if Tianling was lying, and said tentatively: "Maybe he wants to use the method of opening up a new Hunmeng to step into the realm of the Hunmeng master, but no one can deny that once the new Hunmeng is successfully opened, it will be able to save everyone." There are billions of trillions of living beings in the darkness, which can be regarded as immeasurable merit."

This matter is good for Mu Wusheng, and it is also a salvation for Hunmeng endless creatures.

"Save?" Tianling sneered, "Do you think Mu Wusheng would be so kind? He just wanted to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng, including the endless creatures, to open up a new Hunmeng. Don't look at what he said , a look of pity for all living beings, but when that time comes, he will definitely sacrifice the whole Hunmeng without hesitation, because this is the only way for Hunmengtian to evolve into Hunmeng."

Zhang Lu was dubious: "How do you know?"

Tianling glanced at Zhang Lu, and said leisurely: "Didn't you find that the operation method of the cloudy sky is almost exactly the same as that of my apocalypse altar? Wusheng is to let those idiots contribute their strength willingly...Although one is forced and the other is voluntary, but in essence, they are all the same."

Hearing what Tianling said, Zhang Lu also came to his senses.

The situation of Hunmengtian and Tianqi Altar is really similar.

It's just that there is no ancestral temple in Hunmengtian, but a huge stone platform instead.

"What's going on?" Zhang Lu was a little confused.

Tianling said unhurriedly: "Because this method of apocalypse is the method that my real deity realized during the process of creating muddy fog. Its real function is to create muddy fog, and it also includes maintaining the order of muddy fog. Clone, naturally knows the law of the apocalypse, and uses the law of the apocalypse to find a way to resurrect the deity. As the deity's capable subordinate, the deity also taught the law of the apocalypse to him, but The method of apocalypse passed down to Mu Wusheng is a castrated version."

When it comes to castration, Zhang Lu seems to have a good understanding, and a touch of embarrassment flashes across his face.

"The castrated version of the method of apocalypse has higher requirements and consumes more." Tianling said: "Although I have killed many muddy masters and enslaved many nine-star muddy masters, but for the entire muddy The impact is still within the range that Hunmeng can bear, so the deity can be revived and Hunmeng can get back on track. Kewusheng is different."

Tianling said indifferently: "I opened up the altar of apocalypse based on the will of the deity's creator, but Wuwusheng has nothing. It takes a huge price to open up the Hunmengtian. This is only the first point, and what's more What is important is another point. The conditions for the complete method of apocalypse I performed are relatively easy. What Mu Wusheng uses is a castrated version of the method of apocalypse. The conditions are harsher than you can imagine, and to be completely successful, you need to sacrifice Sacrifice the entire Hunmeng!"

Speaking of this, Tianling laughed: "Either sacrifice the whole of Hunmeng, or... Hunmengtian will always be just Hunmengtian. Which do you think he will choose?"

"Probably...it will be the latter?" Zhang Lu was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice.

Put yourself in the shoes of Zhang Lu himself, he would also choose to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng.

"You are very honest." Tian Ling nodded, and then said: "I have killed countless Hunmen, and I have enslaved many Nine-Star Hunmen. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, I am the biggest threat to Hunmeng. And Zhuzhi exists, but compared to him, Mu Wusheng, I am simply too kind, at least, I have not gone so mad as to sacrifice the whole Hunmen."

"It's not that you're not crazy enough, but that you don't have to do that." Zhang Lu retorted, "If you really need to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng, I believe you will do so without hesitation."

After a pause, Zhang Lu continued: "Besides, it's an established fact that you killed the Hun Yuzhe, and Mu Wusheng, so far, hasn't killed anyone. As for whether he will sacrifice the whole Hun Meng in the future, That's in the future. Who can say what hasn't happened?"

"Then what?" Tianling said indifferently: "Could it be that you are helping him deal with me because of this?"

Zhang Lu shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in getting involved in your affairs. Whether it's you or Mu Wusheng, I don't care. I only care about Hunmeng. This Hunmeng is good. It would be a pity to ruin it. Whoever is the scourge Hunmeng, I will deal with anyone."

He stared at Tianling and said expressionlessly: "I don't care what you did before, but in the future, you will have to kill those who control the mud at will, and you must no longer lure the people who control the mud into the tomb of the sky, and you must no longer manipulate them... "This is the toughest sentence Zhang Lu has ever said after seeing Tian Ling, showing his strong side.

His words immediately stimulated Tian Ling, who immediately boiled with dead air, and shouted: "Impossible!"

Tianling said coldly: "Everything I do is to revive the deity! If I stop, the deity will sleep forever, and Hunmeng will also be destroyed..."

"What does your life and death have to do with me?" Taking advantage of Tianling's emotional agitation and not paying attention, Zhang Lu said indifferently while constructing a teleportation wormhole behind him: "As for Hunmeng, as long as you don't mess around, I believe , Hunmeng can persist for a long time, this period of time is enough for me to find a way to save Hunmeng."

As long as he can completely step into the realm of Lord Hunmeng, he will definitely find a way to stop Hunmeng from being destroyed.

Tianling stared at Zhang Lu coldly, his killing intent became stronger and stronger.