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

Chapter 147: Humans; Two Extremes; Fighting Out of Purple Mountain and Trampling on Semi-Saints
This was the best solution Mu Wushuang could think of, to go straight to the point and confront Wu Shi Zhong directly without any pretense.

The God of the Beginning Bell was silent for a long time, his eyes quickly swept over Mu Wushuang and Xiao Nannan, and then he said softly:

"The Great Emperor has never been afraid of others studying his secrets throughout his life. Even if the secrets of the innate holy body and the Taoist fetus are thoroughly studied by others, what can it do? The root of invincibility has never been in the physique, but in the person."

The god of the Wu Shi Bell seemed to be somewhat emotional and said a lot at once.

But soon, its tone changed, and endless might approached Mu Wushuang, enveloping him:

"I can give you the emperor's blood, but you have to answer a question first."

"Excuse me, Senior!"

"This world is about to revive. What do you think of the ancient race that is about to revive?"

Just like that, Mu Wushuang thought he would ask about the opening of the road to immortality in the future, and the advent of darkness and turmoil. After complaining in his heart, Mu Wushuang answered without hesitation:

"The ancient times have passed. The ancient times are the ancient times of our human race. There should be only one voice in this era, and that is the voice of our human race.

Based on the human-like features and the achievements made by humans since ancient times, I reasonably believe that the greatest creatures in this world are humans.

An ancient royal family actually eats 50 humans per month on average, a full 50 humans!"

"There is no symbiosis of all races here. If necessary, I can let the ancient races experience the profoundness of the human culture of dozens of ancient and modern emperors!"

It's really extreme, just as extreme as that ruthless empress, but the directions of their extremes are different.

Wu Shi Zhong sighed in his heart. Even he didn't know where such a great emperor of the human race would lead the human race at that important juncture in the future.

But it should be pretty good!

After all, what Mu Wushuang said was indeed correct, the ancient times have passed away, and the ancient times are the ancient times of the human race.

"You really look like an empress."

Mu Wushuang understood the hidden meaning of Wu Shi Zhong's words, which was to say that they were all extreme.

The era when the empress attained enlightenment was definitely the most brutal era of killing in ancient and modern times, with extreme indifference to everyone and everything.

As for myself, it’s just that those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. It’s not extreme at all.

After a little effort, Mu Wushuang finally got the blood of Emperor Wu Shi that he had always desired.

After putting the sleepy little girl in the shape of a human amulet into the space instrument prepared in advance, Mu Wushuang walked out of Zishan.

At this time, a cloud of steaming mist appeared before his eyes, with divine light flowing and colorful. There was an even more gorgeous spring pool that was carved out of five-colored jade.

Mu Wushuang had a strange look on his face as he saw a few shiny black hairs by the spring pool.

"That black dog really lived a life of luxury."

He smiled, and a red glow appeared at his fingertips, burning it out.

During the journey, he also discovered several more plants of medicinal king growing, which he picked.

But around, there are traces of ancient creatures' activities——

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a small pool formed by the ground milk in the distance. It was only a few feet long, milky and crystal clear, with a refreshing fragrance.

Around it, huge rocks are piled up.

There is a black hole among the rocks, but it is only the size of a human head and shaped like an eye hole, which leads to the depths of the earth. Occasionally, colorful mist will surge up, making it hazy and gorgeous.

"The spring of creation!"

His heart skipped a beat. That was the place where the Prince of Heaven had once slept. However, the Source of Creation had dried up and all its essence had been sucked away.

I have to say, the Immortal Emperor is really rich.

He was able to produce a lot of such heaven-defying creations as the Source of Creation. He really didn't leave any way for future generations of enlightened ones to survive. They would just take away all the resources.

The Divine City of the Northern Territory.

On this day, suddenly, a terrifying roar was heard, and the wind and clouds in all directions were shaking. There were endless shouts and screams mixed with bursts of pain.

"what happened?"

Everyone changed color. Ever since the holy places attacked Purple Mountain three times, the entire Eastern Wilderness knew that there was a great terror hidden in the depths of Purple Mountain.

Now, has someone brought out something in Zishan again?

Roar!
The ancient creatures roared, shaking the heaven and earth, scattering the clouds in the sky, and shaking countless palaces.

Everyone changed color, and many people's souls were trembling. What kind of horrible creature had been born?

There were definitely more than one. Screams were heard from all directions, filled with fear. Even from a long distance away one could sense the horrifying aura.

Plunder!
The Divine Phoenix startled the sky, and its thousands of feathers spread out like a wave of fire that swept across the sky, spreading down and burning a black shadow.

A heroic young man rushed out, stepped on the chaos, and with one punch, he beat an ancient creature from head to toe into a pool of meat paste.

Blood rained down, his fists moved like thunder and the force of a landslide, and he fought with the three ancient creatures.

"It was the young God Emperor. He fought his way out of Purple Mountain. Did he encounter an ancient creature?"

There was an exclamation.

"Too terrifying. The weakest of these ancient creatures is at the level of a Slayer King."

People were stunned and fled away one after another, staying away from it.

"The young God Emperor is under siege by three great king-level ancient beings!"

"It's terrifying. He is still as strong as ever, like an ancient emperor."

"With such a terrifying body, could it be that he possesses a peerless combat body like the Ancient Saint Body?!"

People exclaimed, extremely shocked.

According to ancient history, the bodies of ancient creatures were tough and extremely powerful.

But now, every punch from Mu Wushuang was like a mountain falling down, crushing the huge bodies of those ancient creatures.

The geniuses and heroes from all the holy lands appeared, looking at the figure in the distant sky with horror in their eyes.

The dissipated waves were like a landslide and a tsunami, with deafening roars that seemed to roar into their hearts, making their whole bodies tremble.

"Roar, work together and kill him!"

The ancient creature who attacked roared and communicated in an ancient language. He held a bronze spear in his hand, which seemed to be soaked in the blood of countless creatures.

As soon as the chop was struck, a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared.

"Anyone who offends the sleeping place of God will be annihilated even if they are an ancient race!"

The other ancient creature with six pairs of golden wings snorted coldly, as if it had sensed the power surging deep inside Mu Wushuang, and continued to attack.

The three ancient creatures roared together, and the sound waves created layers of white lines and scattered meteorites across the sky.

"Just you guys? I only throw one punch!"

Mu Wushuang let out a long roar, his hair standing on end. Terrifying divine and magical power surged, as if an ancient god or demon was lingering on his fist, submerging the sky.

Ouch! !
In an instant, the wind rose and the clouds surged, and the sky was covered by a large shadow.

Mu Wushuang's one punch is divine, and the other is demonic. The power of the divine and the demonic blend together to create the most terrifying chaotic power of gods and demons.

Bang! ! !
The next moment, his fist crushed the heaven and earth, leaving devastation all over the ground, and the vast sky was pierced.

It was dark, and a blood-stained figure rushed out with fluttering hair.

"It was the young God Emperor. He killed those three ancient creatures!"

Rumble!
There were shocking fluctuations coming from the sky, and murderous aura was rising into the sky. An even more terrifying ancient creature was born there, sweeping away the clouds in all directions, and the sky was shaking violently.

“Could it be that an ancient being of the level of an ancient sage has appeared?”

Many people looked pale and trembled at the terrifying aura above the sky.

Buzz!

Hurala!
The wind howled wildly, and a demonic cloud suddenly rushed down from the infinite height. It was so vast that no one knew how many miles it was, and it pressed down towards the city of gods. The terrifying aura made people shudder.

boom!
Right from the dark cloud, a huge claw covered with green scales stretched out and grabbed down like a small hill.

Puff puff!
People watched helplessly as more than a dozen old masters in that direction were instantly crushed to pieces, turned into bloody mist, and completely destroyed.

"How huge is this ancient creature?"

All of this was so horrifying that everyone who witnessed the scene was stunned, their backs wet with cold sweat.

Who can defeat such a powerful creature?
Mighty? Holy Lord? The King of Slaying Dao?
"How dare you! You have attacked the place where God rests. Pay with blood."

The divine sound is mighty and resounds throughout the heavens, like a loud thunder, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Ants of the human race! Today I will dye the sky blue with your blood!"

"Hehehe, go to hell!"

This ancient creature at the semi-saint level stepped out and took action directly.

"You say that our human race is an ant? Who gave you the courage? The Immortal Emperor?"

Mu Wushuang roared, and three weapons surrounded his body. The Death Kunpeng circled on his right fist. He was like a god descending to the earth. With divine light in his eyes, he went straight to kill the semi-saint ancient clan member.

"Ant! How dare you blaspheme the Supreme God? All human beings will pay the price because of you!"

There was a terrifying roar, and it felt like the sky was about to collapse. The half-saint ancient clan member, holding a spear, pierced through the void, ruthlessly and cruelly.

"Half Saint?"

"That spear is a holy weapon?"

Everyone was in shock. No one knew how powerful the ancient semi-saint tribe holding holy weapons would be. Perhaps they were already powerful enough to rival some human saints!
Mu Wushuang's punch transformed fate, life and death, and pointed directly at the semi-saint. He resisted the attack of the spear without showing any weakness, and his mighty power crushed the heaven and earth.
"Qiang!"

The fists and spear tips collided with each other, and the divine chains of order roared. At this moment, the void exploded instantly.

"Boom boom."

The horrific aftermath directly shattered the endless mountains below into pieces. Many monks had no time to avoid it, and without even a scream, they turned into bloody mist.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators hurriedly flew into the divine city and dared not show their heads again, for fear of being killed by the residual power of the battle between the two.

Mu Wushuang's eyes were cold, and then he clenched his left fist and swung it out violently to meet the opponent's explosive fist.

"boom!"

The void exploded, runes flashed all over the sky, and the light shot up into the sky, covering the heaven and earth.

The endless towering mountains and majestic peaks were all reduced to dust at this moment, and the entire void became a boiling ocean of divine power, blazing and dazzling.

"what!"

A scream was heard, and a huge figure flew out backwards. Its huge arms were covered in blood, and its bones were exposed.

The half-saint ancient clan member's face turned pale and he looked at Mu Wushuang's bloody left fist in horror, because that blood was not Mu Wushuang's, but his.

"That evildoer's body is terrifying again!"

"Yes, even if he fought the holy spear with his bare hands, this half-saint ancient race couldn't even gain the upper hand compared with the evildoer in terms of physical strength!"

In the Divine City, many cultivators were sighing, as if no matter how shocking the young Divine Emperor's actions were, they would not be shocked.

The bones in his arm creaked and quickly reset themselves. A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Semi-Saint Ancient Clan, and he knew that he could not let Mu Wushuang get close to him anymore.

"Get off here!"

Mu Wushuang stepped on the Dao diagram, and the Nine Secrets started to operate autonomously. In an instant, he appeared in front of the Semi-Saint Ancient Clan again, and swung his fists forcefully towards his head.

"Qiang!"

The sound of metal clashing was heard, sparks flew, and the face of the half-saint ancient clan member changed drastically. His skull was instantly bleedin', and half of his head was almost split open.

"boom!"

A terrifying force smashed it directly into the ground, where it was deeply embedded and raised a large cloud of dust.

"Die, you ant from the ancient clan!"

Mu Wushuang roared towards the sky, and the terrifying divine and magical powers swept across the heaven and earth. A terrifying light rushed up and turned into an ancient world of gods and demons, suppressing the ancient semi-saint clan underneath.

The terrifying power spread in all directions, and many mountains collapsed.

"boom!"

Divine power shakes the heavens!

Bathed in endless Hunyuan holy light, the power of myriad laws between heaven and earth gathered at his feet. Mu Wushuang was surrounded by three instruments: a banner, a map, and a bell. Suddenly, it seemed as if an almighty God Emperor had descended here.

The extremely powerful figure made the cultivators in the Divine City feel shaken and their blood boil.

The figure of the half-saint ancient clan member who was almost crushed by the ancient world of gods and demons had already resurrected, with a pair of huge black wings growing behind him. Endless black demonic energy surged up into the sky, and he rushed forward with a roar.

This was a duel that was almost as strong as the one between the ancient saints. All around them, traces of the Great Dao burst forth, becoming a blazing light, and all kinds of wonderful sounds were emitted.

(End of this chapter)