Chapter 1721

"... the midday Hyderabad snake meat was so bad that it was as sour as those lean green goblins in the wilderness..."

"Broken..."

After turning to the last page with handwriting, Wang Xu is a little speechless. He even knows the words on it. Once, when he was a demon emperor, he fought for supremacy everywhere. He learned from the memory of the ghost of a demon dragon that he killed. It's a common language in the world among the Dragon vassals.

This information was originally thrown in the corner of the spirit by him as garbage. Unexpectedly, it was used here.

It's just that the diary is too incomplete and the information is too little.

One thing, however, made him relax a lot.

"It seems that this is not a place of exile, but a new world. It seems that it belongs to the dragon people... But how far is it from dagula? Can I go back? "

Wang Xu frowned and looked dignified, because, more importantly, he had lost his "connection" with his father.

Connection is not a real connection, but a feeling. It's a special "link" from the secret of separation. In the past, he always felt the existence of the Buddha, but now, this feeling is gone.

I don't know if it's because I'm too far away from you in the world, which leads to the disappearance of this silk connection, or if there's something wrong with you, or what the mysterious demon who exiled him has done secretly.

In the past, Wang Xu always hoped to break away from the contact with the Buddha. But now that he has really lost touch, he has become worried about gain and loss.

"Shit! Finally out of control, I should be happy! Why so flustered! Mom, sell it

In the heart of chaos, Wang Xu can't help scolding, and then a sword to kill the side of the forest out of a leopard like Warcraft, identify a direction, quickly leave.

From afar, there came a long Scream: "from then on, the sky will be high, the sea will be wide, and I will be free with fish!"

"I'm free!"

"So you're paralyzed!"

"I'm free!"

……

The world of the sun.

Xuanjian city.

Sword world.

Wang Xu suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of consternation in his deep eyes, which were rotating countless reflections of the world.

What's going on?

In the secret method of Fenling, his connection with magic dragon was broken?

How is that possible? Is there something wrong with the secret method?

Or did the rebellious dragon find a way to cut off the connection?

The last one made Wang Xu frown, his eyes full of dignified color.

The existence of the magic dragon is special. At the beginning, there is a magic dragon body of the devil emperor level. It is also in the complex, changeable and extremely broad world of the demon world. Unlike other souls who need to start from the beginning, most of them are in different lower bounds.

Even to tell the truth, the speed of the development of the magic dragon's strength is far faster than he expected. The cultivation of the demon God level also has a destroyed three realms cultivation system, and the ultimate Kendo inheritance of the sword immortal vein.

In terms of real strength, he is only a little better than magic dragon.

Emperor Wu has five layers of heaven, one emperor and one world.

The great emperor, the Ming emperor, the zhengdi, the xudi and the Tiandi.

At this time, even if there is the secret method of Fenling, after about a hundred years of cultivation, his own cultivation is only at the level of virtual emperor.

It seems that there is only one step away from the emperor of heaven, but this step is the difference between heaven and earth, and the gap is as big as one world.

Because the emperor of heaven, to be able to truly evolve life, to create life similar to those angels in heaven, and to evolve the "nihilistic world" created by the virtual emperor into a real world.

The corresponding level is the main god of the demon world, the main stream of the world.

The world under the control of the emperor of heaven is the kingdom held high by the LORD God and the world Lord.

Although the Terran and the demon are two different cultivation systems, they will come to the same end with three thousand roads.

Above the Heavenly Emperor, the human race has three supremacies.

On top of the myriad demons, there are thirteen supreme demons.

"Hoo... Forget it. If the magic dragon is out of my control, in a sense, it's a good thing..."

Wang Xu murmured to himself, then his eyes closed slowly, and he was about to fall into the cultivation again.

But the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the sword world.

Outside, xuanjian city.

No one knows how dark the sky of xuanjian city is.

At this time, on the street, in the restaurant, in the sword tower, in the square, in the city, outside the city... Almost all the warriors of xuanjian city are looking up, staring at a huge battle boat above their heads, their eyes gradually dull.

Because the size of that battle boat is as big as the whole xuanjian city!

And this is just a part of the boat. The sky above the crowd seems to have a split. Outside the split is the hull of the boat. Inside the split, no one knows what it looks like.

Until the gap disappeared, people didn't see the back part of the boat, because only the front part covered the whole xuanjian City, and people could only see the front part.

"What is this?"

In the center of xuanjiancheng, at the top of the sword tower, a space vortex suddenly appeared, from which Wang Xu stepped out.

Even he was shocked by the huge objects on his head.

Unlike others, his mind can clearly see the overall shape of the objects on his head.

Just looking at the shape, it seems to be an empty battle boat, but there is a city twice the size of xuanjian City, on which at least tens of millions of human warriors live.

This ship is ten times larger than the ghost city which destroyed the original ghost battlefield of Xuankong city in the first World War of the first lunar new year.

Wang Xu dares to say that this war boat alone can easily launch a war to invade the demon world.

Yes, invading the demon world is not invading the lower world. It's not invading, it's destroying the world.

"Wang Xu, are you out at last?"

At this time, Chu shuliu and others flew up from the bottom of the sword tower. A girl dressed as white as snow cheered and whirled in the air, speeding up. The three round metal balls floating around seemed to dance up and down happily.

Ye Er!

The strange race rescued by Wang Xu from the fragmentary world that is about to be destroyed is the only survivor of the actresses and the inheritor of civilization.

"I'm out." Wang Xuchong nodded and looked at Chu shuliu and others who had fallen behind. He found that almost all the people he knew had come.

Bai Jingsha, Gou Xiuwei, Lan Yu, an Baihe and other former masters of sword building and dark hall, as well as lengxiao and other young Tianjiao.

No, that's 100 years ago. Leng Xiaodeng and others can't be said to be the younger generation.

I don't know the years of cultivation. He didn't feel anything about this closure, but things are different outside.

For more than a hundred years, Chu shuliu was the only one who would meet him from time to time, but he just passed on the news and reported a few problems.

Bai Jingsha and others are stronger, and they have reached the highest level of wuzun's cultivation. An Baihe, who has settled down and abandoned his daughter, also has wuzun's cultivation.

Leng Xiao and other young elite disciples of the former sword building are also the great masters of bajiupin, especially Leng Xiao. His breath is changeable, and it seems that he can break through wuzun at any time.

And all of them didn't see any confusion on their faces. Obviously, they knew the reason for the huge empty battle boat suddenly appeared on their heads.