The beginning of the story: Tracing back to the empress, my qualifications to be the emperor

Chapter 128 Where is your brother? Point me in a direction, I will only make one move

"How is it? Isn't this idea genius?"

"Uh"

"I can only say that you are truly a genius!"

As if he was unaware of the hidden meaning in Mu Wushuang's words, Feng Wan walked forward proudly with his head held high.

The horse-faced skirt on her body fluttered in the wind, and the high ponytail on her back swayed, just like a teenage girl who had not yet grown up.

Mu Wushuang shook his head helplessly, then strode forward and walked side by side with Feng Wan.

The two of them walked on the road, attracting many people's attention.

Although Feng Wan was a famous genius of the previous generation in Donghuang, he had been unknown to the public for so many years that few people knew him except the older generation. However, Mu Wushuang was a celebrity.

That iconic blue robe and unparalleled face will never be forgotten by anyone who has seen it.

"It's the young God Emperor! He's here too. There are quite a few geniuses coming to the Holy City during this period."

"How can others compare with him! His fighting power has surpassed the Holy Lords of all the major holy places!"

"Other geniuses have only entered the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm not long ago, but he has already reached the second level of immortal power. It's amazing!"

They heard a lot of discussions, but neither of them took them seriously.

As long as there is no malicious intent, they don't bother to pay attention to others.

Revisiting the Divine City, Mu Wushuang and Feng Wan temporarily integrated into the world, just to relax and walk on the streets, silently comprehending the truth and feeling relaxed.

"It's a great elixir!"

"A thousand-year-old spiritual fruit, a rare treasure from heaven and earth!"

"Don't miss this five thousand year old herb if you pass by it!"

On the spacious street, two slender figures walked forward slowly, ignoring the hawking sounds around them.

"Rumble"

At this time, a black chariot rumbled over from the distant heavenly palace. A handsome boy of nine years old stood on it with his hands behind his back, and there was a hint of arrogance and arrogance between his brows.

"Damn it, who is so blind!"

Many cultivators were filled with indignation as someone drove a car past their heads, and they all glared at the rumbling black chariot.

"It's so unlucky, it feels like someone is riding on my head!"

"No, we can't just let it go like this."

“Forget it. That’s Wang Chong’s chariot. He’s only nine years old, but he’s already a master of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. He has amazing strength. He also has an older brother, Wang Teng, who is known as the reincarnation of the Ancient Emperor…”

"I heard that the Northern Emperor Wang Teng is now able to fight against the most powerful beings. We can't afford to offend him!"

Originally, there was nothing wrong with driving a chariot across the sky, but that black chariot was extremely strange and too close to the ground, making many people feel like it was riding over their heads.

Some people were so angry that they wanted to chase after him to ask for an explanation, but were quickly stopped by their companions. After hearing the identity of this person, many people had to grit their teeth and swallow their anger.

"rumble……"

A black chariot flew across the sky, as if it was made of cast steel, flashing with black light and looking majestic. It descended along the street where Mu Wushuang and Feng Wan were, and was going to fly directly into the Divine City from here.

"act recklessly!"

Having restrained most of their realm aura, the two seemingly ordinary people looked cold in the eyes. Mu Wushuang just pointed casually without even raising his head.

"boom!"

A brilliant divine light flashed out and hit the black chariot, blowing it and the arrogant young man on it away, almost hitting an ancient building in the distance.

"Damn it, you dare to sneak attack me!"

Wang Chong nearly fell off the chariot, and quickly steadied himself. He urged the chariot to float in the air again, with a gloomy expression on his face, glaring at Mu Wushuang on the street.

There was dead silence all around. The nearby monks were all stunned, staring blankly at what was happening before their eyes.

Many people knew Mu Wushuang's face, but no one spoke at this moment. As if they had agreed beforehand, everyone remained silent, standing in the distance and watching what was happening.

“Haha, this is going to be fun. Wang Chong has a perverse and violent personality. If he meets that person, he’ll probably be dead…”

Many cultivators in the crowd looked at Wang Chong with pity. Up to now, apart from Ji Haoyue from the Ji family, no one else had survived after jumping in front of Mu Wushuang.

Wang Chong's face was gloomy, and he stared at Mu Wushuang unkindly, saying in a cold voice: "How dare you offend me? Come here and kowtow and apologize, and I will spare your life."

"Since you are young and ignorant, come here, kneel down and beg for mercy, then offer the Chaos Emperor Talisman, and I will spare your life!"

Mu Wushuang glanced at Wang Chong indifferently and said nonchalantly.

"court death!"

Wang Chong's eyes turned cold, and he formed a dragon seal with both hands. Like a real dragon, he let out a dragon roar that resounded through the sky.

"hold head high!"

Nine green dragons actually appeared, shaking their heads and tails, looking ferocious and fierce. Under the wooden gazes of everyone, they all pounced towards Mu Wushuang.

"Do you think you are Mu Wushuang from the East Wasteland Wanchu Holy Land? How dare you contradict me!"

Wang Chong shouted coldly, arrogantly, and formed the dragon seal with both hands, driving the nine dragons to fight.

Mu Wushuang didn't even turn his head back, he took the next step forward, his divine aura was brilliant, and a dark Kunpeng with murderous aura flew out, roaring towards the sky.

"Roar!" Kunpeng roared to the sky and earth, and murderous aura rushed to the snow. Many cultivators nearby almost lost their balance. They were frightened by the terrifying murderous aura and turned pale in the face, and quickly retreated.

"boom!!!"

Kunpeng, surrounded by the dark law of death, has flesh and blood, and a strong breath. With a slight flick of his tail, he actually crushed the nine green dragons that were attacking him violently, and the blood was dripping, which eventually turned into an endless rain of light.

However, before everyone could come to their senses, the ferocious Kunpeng suddenly rose into the air, stepped on the void, and rushed towards Wang Chong on the chariot. With a light flick of its tail, Wang Chong, who was unable to react in time, was knocked into the ground along with the black chariot.

The ground collapsed with a deafening roar, which immediately alarmed many people in the city of gods, and streams of light quickly flashed out.

"Shh!"

Mu Wushuang waved his hand casually, and the Kunpeng turned into endless light spots and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Wow!"

Wang Chong struggled to get out of the ground, his clothes and hat were torn to pieces, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were spitting fire as he stared at Mu Wushuang in front of him as if he was looking at a random person. He had achieved success at a young age, and had never suffered such a big loss before, and was even ignored like this.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

His eyes were erect, veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his expression was terrifying. Although he was only nine years old, he had a ferocious look and was extremely vicious.

At this time, the black ancient chariot had revived its power. It was no longer as ordinary as before. It was emitting endless black light all over its body, like a devouring beast. It made a deafening sound, rumbling, and crushed towards Mu Wushuang in front.

"Isn't that Wang Chong, Wang Teng's younger brother?"

"This might, that black chariot is actually a king's divine weapon."

"That man, Wang Chong, is so bold as to dare to provoke this evil star!"

Many young monks who had quickly fled from the Divine City looked in disbelief at the dishevelled Wang Chong and the calm and composed tall figure on the street.

"Boom!"

The ancient battlefield vehicle quickly enlarged, was three meters long, engraved with a real dragon, and was completely black. It came like a surging flood, pressing towards Mu Wushuang with endless terrifying aura.

Amid the horrified gazes of everyone, Mu Wushuang looked calmly at the ancient chariot that was attacking violently, and then stretched out a finger.

"boom!!!"

A deafening explosion was heard, causing the eardrums of many cultivators with low cultivation to bleed.

Under everyone's natural gaze, the black ancient chariot was blocked, as if it was imprisoned in the void, and stopped in the void.

“Crack, crack…”

Fierce lines covered the entire black ancient chariot, and finally it exploded violently, turning into endless black light that shot in all directions.

"Shh!"

Mu Wushuang was indifferent. There was a flash of light under his feet, and the next moment he flew directly in front of Wang Chong, whose face was pale.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Chong staggered back a few steps, looked at Chen Xing with fear and shouted.

"I wanted to spare your life because you were young and ignorant, but you kept provoking me. Do you really think I won't get angry?"

Seeing Mu Wushuang's cold eyes, Wang Chong was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground. He kept backing away, and shouted in a somewhat timid tone:
"Don't come over here, my brother is Wang Teng, he is the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. If you kill me, you will not have a good ending!"

“Today, let alone your brother, even if the head of your Wang family comes, he will have to kneel down and apologize and beg for mercy.”

Mu Wushuang snorted coldly, and stretched out his right hand, like controlling a crane and catching a dragon, and directly detained Wang Chong, who wanted to escape using the escape technique, in his hand, and lifted him up like a puppy.

"My brother is the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. He is destined to be invincible in the future and on par with the young divine emperor Mu Wushuang of the Eastern Wasteland. Let me go!"

Wang Chong's eyes were blazing with fire. He struggled desperately and shouted in defiance.

However, at this moment, he was just like an ordinary person. His supernatural powers were restrained by an unknown secret force, and he was unable to use any means to resist.

"Where is your brother? Point me in a direction, and I'll only make one move!"

Mu Wushuang held up the frantically shouting Wang Chong and spoke in a dignified tone.

"My brother is a guest at the Ji Family Restaurant now. Hurry up and let me go, or my brother will never let you go!"

Wang Chong continued to use his hands and feet, struggling like a trapped pig, and spoke with all his strength.

The East Wilderness genius who was able to crush the King's Chariot with one finger and was so young, even if he was not the young God Emperor from the Wanchu Holy Land, he was probably almost the same. He had hit a wall this time.

"Okay, just tell me where your brother is and it will be easy!"

Mu Wushuang looked in the direction of Ji Family Restaurant and asked:

"Wang Teng, if you want to save your brother, come out now. I can only use one move!"

Mu Wushuang’s entire body was surging with divine flames, his eyes were shining brightly, and within his sea of ​​​​wheels, wisps of golden holy principles and lightning of dark demonic energy were intertwined.

Behind him, a Chaos Green Lotus supported the sky. In the boundless chaos, the most holy and devilish ancient god stepped out of the Supreme God Realm and the Ancient Demon Realm, surrounded by the corpses of three thousand gods and demons.

The mighty sound of gods and demons shook the sky and the earth, transforming into an invisible wave of Tao that swept out, causing the faces of the strong men in the City of Gods to change drastically.

Mu Wushuang's blood energy completely burst out, and wisps of golden blood energy and black blood energy blended with each other, soaring into the sky like a dragon.

At this moment, all the expressions on Mu Wushuang's face were restrained, and in the end there was no expression on his face anymore, only coldness.

The long black hair suddenly turned half white and half black. Mu Wushuang's temperament changed, and an aura like that of a god or a devil emanated from him.

(End of this chapter)