Invading the Multiverse, the Creator of the Only Real World

The powerful palm force hit the vitals, causing excruciating pain. Blood gushed out of Wade's mouth, and his body flew backwards involuntarily like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into the city wall not far away. Countless pieces of rubble flew everywhere, and dust rose up.

His body was deeply embedded in the city wall, Wade's eyes were wide open, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs had been completely shattered.

"What a pair of white eyes, what a great Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei, Ning Ci, right? I will remember you." Wade stared at Ning Ci's face, as if he wanted to remember every detail about him.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never experienced such brutal beating!

"Even if I can't really kill you, I will make you pay for your sins." Ning Ci had no intention of letting Wade go. He picked up the broken half of the blade from the ground.

Suddenly, it was like countless sharp knives of true energy fell on Wade's body with Ning Ci's slash. Wounds reappeared, and the muscles on both sides of the wounds rolled up, exposing the white bones. Blood gushed out, as if he was being executed by slow slicing.

Under the ancient Eastern criminal law, Wade let out a final cry of pain, closed his eyes, and everything went black before his eyes. He had already exited this world.

The remains of Rama in his possession slowly merged into Ning Ci's body along with the flow of true energy. Ning Ci also comprehended the indestructible magic power of Vajra. The three faintly visible gilded stripes on his cheek fell, combining with the originally ugly mark of a caged bird, and there was actually a sacred feeling.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 31 We wait for the moment when the sparks spread all over the prairie

"As expected, you chose Ningci as the medium."

Outside the world, Lin Luo felt the changes in the Ming Dynasty martial arts world and couldn't help but chuckle.

The advancement of the world does not happen overnight, but requires an opportunity, and this opportunity is something that the world originally possesses.

The body of Rama is like this. He had reached the end of his spirit but was restricted by the world itself and could not be promoted to a strong innate person. With the influx of chakra, this opportunity was also activated.

The world is exclusive, especially when facing a guy with ulterior motives like Lin Luo, who gradually permeated Ning Ci through the spirit and power left by Rama.

This world actually wants to steal the soul of Hyuga Neji that Lin Luo bought. It's simply...

"That's great!" Lin Luo laughed.

"You want to swallow the people I sent and turn them into information for your own promotion, and select the one with the greatest potential? Qingdi, what do you think of my bait?"

"Master, you are so insidious and cunning." The Green Emperor exclaimed.

"No, I am resourceful." Lin Luo said righteously. "The villains are treacherous and cunning. I represent the justice of the entire Blue Star. How can I be called treacherous and cunning? Even if Reijido, the Three Gods of Justice, and Tenis came, they can only admire my righteousness and my loyalty to the Star."

Stroking Xiao Lan, Lin Luo felt extremely pleased with himself. This was the first time that he had gained a complete world by playing with his wisdom.

Men? They always care about the first time.

"Hehehe, when Ning Ci gets the entire remains of Rama, it will be the time to completely devour this world. The world will not abide by business credibility, which will eventually lead to a breach of contract. It needs to compensate our losses at four times the interest rate."

Lin Luo seemed to be lamenting the unreasonable world of martial arts in the Ming Dynasty.

"When doing business, you still have to be trustworthy."

With the blessing of the world's will, Ning Ci will definitely be invincible in the world, and even the Liaoyuanhuo Force and Wang Shuxiu will find it difficult to defeat him. At this time, Ning Ci is the son of destiny in the Ming Dynasty martial arts world. He will become more and more powerful, and even allow Lin Luo to obtain a hybrid Otsutsuki who has reverted to his ancestral form.

As for why Lin Luo was so sure, it was naturally because.

"Cage. Cage"

"A bird in a cage!"

"When will it come out?"

"In the evening of dawn, the crane and the tortoise slipped."

"Who's right behind?"

At this moment, Ning Ci was unaware of the various plots being directed against him. After killing Wade, the only ones left were Liao Yuanhuo and Wang Shuxiu.

"If possible, I really don't want to be your enemy." Ning Ci said softly.

In the northwestern Guanzhong region where the Liaoyuanhuo was located, all the people have regarded the Liaoyuanhuo as a heavenly soldier and general. Even some scholars have been inspired by such great ideals and are working hard to build a paradise on earth.

The ideal is so grand and beautiful that people can't help but want to throw themselves into it and turn into a moth flying into the fire.

However, they have a strongest and most terrifying enemy - the Fire Cloud Evil God Wang Shuxiu!

A madman who completely abandoned his bottom line and only pursued the ultimate realm of martial arts.

There were endless yellow sands and an endless cavalry behind Wang Shuxiu. He rode on a tall horse, looking at the prairie fire in front of him, singing an ancient tune to entertain himself.

The army of ten thousand people in the past now has only a hundred people left, each of whom is a strong man close to the innate level, holding the red prairie flag, riding on red BMWs, facing an army of hundreds of thousands.

When this horse team gallops across grasslands, plateaus, and hillsides, all people will look at them with admiration, because they know that this is an army of justice. Their existence is like the light that suppresses endless darkness, chaos, greed and evil, making people yearn for it.

The pastoral beauty that only existed in ancient poems has truly emerged before everyone's eyes, a harmonious society and a land of kingly rule.

Trampling on other people's lives and stepping into one's own ideas.

See history in the trampling.

Fighting endless wars for a never-ending war.

Although we cannot be sure whether that future will really come, we will never retreat.

because

“Our dream has not yet come true.”

"We are waiting for the moment when the spark will start a prairie fire!"

A single spark can start a prairie fire. Only a hundred people are left in the Prairie Fire Team, carrying the will of their comrades and bringing that will to all the common people on the earth. They are ready to die and they will never retreat.

In an army of a thousand men, only a hundred of them were once the source of the prairie fire, but the flame has been lit and the prairie fire will never go out.

"Hahaha, that's it. If I can kill you all until the last one is left, I'll be the strongest one, and that's what I desire!"

Those who survive will carry the sorrow of the dead, but so what? They will never stop until they reach that goal.

The murderous aura soared into the sky. Wang Shuxiu had disheveled hair, iron rings on his hands, and flames of murderous intent wrapped around his arms and body. His ferocious appearance could not even be called a human, but rather a demon from hell, the Asura demon king who was the enemy of God.

Unlike the arrogant Wang Shuxiu, the Liaoyuan Fire Unit was extremely silent. They directly raised their lances. The surging energy around them turned into endless waves similar to flames. The raging flames and the soaring murderous energy burst through their bodies at the same time, making the entire Liaoyuan Fire Unit seem to have transformed into the Chiyang Sky Army. A gorgeous and handsome fire phoenix roared into the sky, shocking all directions, and it was extremely gorgeous.

kill!

After the raging fire troops, tens of thousands of troops have also taken action. On this northwestern land, the fighting that has lasted for thousands of years has continued. The farming and nomadic peoples are constantly circling under this sky, roaring and grieving for survival.

It seemed as if the mournful sound of the Hujia was still lingering in everyone's ears, those flushed faces, eyes filled with murderous intent, and the neighing of horses, and life was like catkins in the wind.

Good and evil, good and wicked, the blood between them has long been integrated in war and peace, but they still have to fight, still have to tear off enough flesh and blood from each other.

"We will end this cycle, we will break this dynastic cycle, we are—"

The flags stand tall and the roar is deafening.

"A prairie fire!"

The remnants of the defeated army, the raging fire phoenix, the horses were controlled like flowing clouds and water, the raging fire horses held the reins tightly, rushed through the enemy's formation at lightning speed, and the speed as fast as a hurricane and lightning was astonishing.

Chisel through!

Chisel through!!

Chisel through!!!

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen were torn apart like a whirlwind in front of this cavalry of a thousand men. The flashes of swords and sabers were flickering, and the enemy was panicked like sparrows, and their army was in disarray. There were figures fleeing in panic all around.

Wang Shuxiu was in the midst of the panicked army, but he let out a shocking roar against the defeated army.

"kill!"

A lone rider versus an army of hundreds of battles.

There was a sudden collision, with almost no human emotions, only the desire to "fight". The steps he took caused the air to lift the ground, and his arms were wrapped in flames with murderous fluctuations. It was like a Shura descending to the world, and he directly collided with the fire phoenix that was setting the whole field ablaze.

The collection has been growing slower and slower these days, and it seems like it’s not strong enough. How can it be more powerful?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 32: Tiger Roars in the Red Dust and Phoenix Sings in the Ninth Heaven (Please collect! Please recommend!)

"What a strong momentum, carrying the wishes of the people, a prairie fire, a little bit of sparks gathered and turned into a tornado. The winner will carry the will of the deceased and carry it through to the end, completely abandoning himself and dedicating himself to a great idea."

"Faced with such a terrifying enemy, even an invincible ghost would probably not be a match."

Ning Ci was watching from the distant mountains. The entire northwest land had become increasingly orderly under the governance of Liaoyuanhuo. They had a complete set of mature governance plans, and the Ming Dynasty could completely inherit everything.

“With one heart and one mind, even Mount Tai can be moved!”

The flames swept across the entire earth, and the vast energy transformed into the hearts of all people and was reborn into a fire phoenix, while they were facing a tenacious fist, which was even enough to be called the strongest fist.

His eyes radiated an extremely excited light, his arrogant laughter was like thunder, the muscles of his entire right arm suddenly swelled, and Wang Shuxiu had already swung his fist down.

The sharp spear head that was charging at them collided with a pair of bare fists, and the entire spear head and the gun barrel were directly destroyed by this punch. The vanguard of the Liaoyuanhuo Unit also had his chest shattered, and his iron fist was bleeding, revealing his bones.

But in the minds of Ning Ci and other martial arts masters, it was a completely different situation. The roaring tiger and the howling phoenix were fighting for their lives.

What the self-centered tiger desires is absolute freedom without any restraints or constraints.

But what he was facing was the united Fire Phoenix of the Liaoyuan, fighting alone against all odds without complaint or regret. There was no trace of fear or hesitation in Wang Shuxiu's eyes, only endless pleasure.

It was pure terror, pure to the extreme. The burning power around such a person formed a ferocious tiger visible to the naked eye.

The bloody tiger opened its huge bloody mouth full of sharp fangs and bit down the flaming phoenix with great force. The wave after wave of charges seemed to have no end.

Being stabbed with knives and shot with guns, their bodies were covered in blood, and their corpses fell from their horses one after another. Their faces were ready to die and were as unshakable as steel.

Everyone asked themselves, if they were Wang Shuxiu, how long could they hold out against such a raging fire army? And those generals asked themselves, if they led the troops, could they face such a terrifying enemy like Wang Shuxiu! ?

The fighting lasted from day to night, and from night to dawn. This battle had numbed the spectators.

The army led by Liao Yuanhuo has defeated the Mongolian Wala army and divided it into small groups to chase the enemy to the north. However, the most elite troops of Liao Yuanhuo, led by the hundred soldiers, kept returning to charge.

His clothes were torn, his body was covered with scars, and blood was dripping from his hair. He looked as if he would be knocked down in the next moment, but his shaky body stood firm like a rock in the waves.

He was in a state of madness, waving the iron rings with both arms, and his murderous intent soared into the sky.

A strong army of a hundred men and a cavalry of a thousand. As the sun set on the second day, the remaining hundred elite cavalry led by thirteen Lioyuanhuo sergeants surrounded Wang Shuxiu, and Wang Shuxiu's life fire was already crumbling.

Under countless attacks, Wang Shuxiu would never be a match for this group of people who were ready to die.

In the ruined battlefield, a heroic and desolate atmosphere permeated the wilderness.

"Dear defenders of the country, I, Wang Shuxiu, still have the strength to strike back. Regardless of whether I win or lose, I will quit this game." Wang Shuxiu grinned. He had already felt his limit.

But before you reach your limit, it's too early to rest!

He will not give up until he has reached his limit.

The final strength is the strongest power that erupts at the moment when the fire of life is about to go out.

"Major Zhang, defeat them on our behalf and return on our behalf."

And the raging fires also felt that the final burst of desperate power from a tiger must be earth-shattering.

Arms were placed on Zhang Zheng's body, and powerful force was continuously infused into Zhang Zheng's body. The heroic aura lingering above the battlefield, along with the constantly gathering chakra, formed a gorgeous fiery cloud cloak that fell behind Zhang Zheng.

"Player Wang Tong gave up on returning."

"Player Li Wei gave up on returning."

"Player Zhao Zhao gave up on returning."

He gave up all his strength, the power that surpassed countless people, without any hesitation, and the yearning for that beautiful future of the souls, living and dead, wandering on this battlefield, all his strength turned into light spots and fell on Zhang Zheng.

The sea embraces hundreds of rivers, and all rivers flow back to the sea. The soul power of tens of thousands of people is gathered in one person. Zhang Zheng's power at this moment is increasing rapidly! Rapidly increasing! ! ! !

With the spear held high, he was riding alone, but the spots of light around him seemed like his comrades-in-arms.

"Raise the heavy light and red spirit, and offer all the great abyss of Zhaoyang."

"This body is the firewood, even if the torch turns to ashes, it will still shine forever in the southern sky!"

The blazing flame illuminates the fire in the abyss of darkness, and uses one's own will and ideals to ignite the light that illuminates the darkness for a thousand years.

Great, noble, and the brightest ideals were ignited again in the chaotic era. The spirit was like clouds and fire. The red light shot up into the sky. The fiery red light illuminated the darkest filth in everyone's heart. As the fire grew, a pair of huge wings that covered the sky and the sun slowly spread out.

"It's so dazzling! Hahaha!" Countless ugly red blood vessels protruded from under the skin, spreading outward with Wang Shuxiu's heart as the center. Not only did they quickly spread throughout the body, but they also passed through the neck and went straight to his brain.

All the acupoints in his body exploded, gushing out terrifying blood-colored energy. His whole body was like a burning blood sun. His hair turned snow-white because of the complete burning of life, and his eyes turned blood-red. He no longer existed as a human.

The red flames ignited, and the air waves turned into dark red, instantly filling his surroundings.

As the dark red energy of heaven and earth compressed, it gathered in the air to form a roaring blood-red tiger, with its steel-like thorns clearly visible and lifelike. With a roar from the depths of its soul, the tiger was unbridled.

Each of them raised his momentum to the strongest, looked into each other's eyes, the fire phoenix roared, the tiger growled, it was time for battle!

"Roar!"