Over Wucheng, there is a huge continent, on which there are countless buildings and many martial artists.

This is the world of the Lord of Wucheng. Under the shelter of detachment, it can be an immortal world in the collapse of the era, overlooking the powerful world of all sentient beings.

The world of Wucheng is wonderful. The breath of martial arts lasts forever. A strong and boundless ancient tree extends to the sky and wraps the whole Wucheng.

"What a wonderful tree." Sun Yi felt surprised.

This tree is in line with the true meaning of martial arts and shows the power of martial arts. It seems to contain the magic power of martial arts in the universe.

At this time, between the green mountains of a mountain range, there is a place with gurgling streams, where many green bamboos grow. The green light on these bamboos is diffuse, and many villains are evolving all kinds of martial arts, all kinds of mysteries and all kinds of magical powers, which seems to be the true meaning of martial arts.

The environment here gives Sun Yi a sense of deja vu, full of martial arts and Taoism everywhere.

There was a cabin in the mountains. An old man in a green shirt was sitting on a stone bench, and he had made a pot of tea waiting for Sun Yi to come.

"The last time someone came to me was billions of years ago, and you nine day people called killing prison. I didn't expect to see a powerful nine day warrior today."

The old man is dressed in a green shirt and tall. There is a wind of martial arts in his eyebrows. It seems that he is the real master of martial arts.

"I've seen the Lord of Wucheng." Sun Yi walked politely and sat directly on the stone bench.

"This tea is very precious. It's the tea of Wushen. Let's have a cup, little friend."

The tea is clear and the evolution is chaotic. There are many villains practicing martial arts. One breath can make one's martial arts great. Drinking a cup can make one directly become a half statue. It is a rare treasure.

"Lord of Wu City, it reminds me of a world here, and you are in the name of Wu. You can't be the man of that era."

Sun Yi took a sip of tea. The power of the tea ran through all his limbs and bones. There was a cloud of rosy clouds on his head, hitting out his martial arts magic.

"It's easy to talk to smart people. I'm really a man of that era. I just linger until now."

Sure enough, the Lord of Wucheng is a survivor of the war world. The buildings here are in the style of the war world, which is why Sun Yi thought of it at once.

"The overlord of war martial arts convinced the younger generation and called on the whole chaotic martial arts to fight against the martial arts outside the boundary. Although he failed, it was better than watching the destruction."

Sun Yi sincerely respectfully said that soon this reincarnation will also encounter the cruelest disaster, and they are just the struggling ones.

"At that time, I was just a master of the creation of the world. I hid part of the inheritance of the world of War I. unconsciously, it has been 1500 centuries. Unfortunately, I still can't take that step by sitting on the inheritance of the world of War I."

The Lord of Wucheng shook his head reluctantly. If he wanted to break through the half step overlord, it was no less than climbing to heaven. The whole chaotic half step overlord was estimated to have two hands.

However, even so, the Lord of Wucheng is absolutely powerful. After 1500 times of era destruction, he is definitely an invincible old monster. It is difficult for the real half step overlord to kill the Lord of Wucheng with all his strength.

The more you live and learn, the same is true of the Lord of Wucheng.

"I also have some origins with the world of war martial arts. I was brought into the world of war martial arts by Sansheng stone fragments. I also got this meteorite from the world of war martial arts."

While talking, Sun Yi pulled tianmeteorite out, as if he felt the breath of the power of martial arts. Tianmeteorite trembled unconsciously, as if he was crying.

"This is tianmeteorite, which is owned by the Musketeer of our war world. He reached half step transcendence and almost reached transcendence." The Lord of Wucheng recognized tianmeteorite at a glance and sighed.

The great war 1500 years ago was earth shaking, with hundreds of thousands of masters fighting between the two sides. The degree of tragedy can be named the falling war of the gods.

"You're better than me, little friend. You've been a overlord in prison for billions of years, but I think you have the heart to be a overlord, but you don't have the strength to be a real overlord."

The Lord of Wucheng showed some strangeness and inquired about Sun Yi.

"My situation is somewhat special. I directly step into the road of hegemony and need to create."

Sun Yi didn't hide his situation.

"The way of overlord needs to develop its own rules. The rules of martial arts are different from those in this world. In those years, the overlord of war and martial arts reached the peak of half a step. He could step out and become the supreme overlord. Unfortunately, he was besieged and fell by people outside the boundary. The resistance ended in failure."

The head of Wucheng was filled with a bitter cold. The whole world was frozen. It was hatred for the martial arts outside the boundary.

"Recently, there have been many outside martial arts in chaos. I have hunted and killed those inside chaos. I met a group just ten years ago."

Sun Yi picked up his tea cup and sipped the tea carefully. The tea of martial god was really powerful. In this moment, he felt that his martial arts had been perfected.

"Hum, these martial arts outside the boundary are arrogant one by one. I knew it for a long time, so I sent the strong men of Wucheng to track them in the chaos."

The Lord of Wucheng clenched his fist tightly, and his eyes erupted with anger.

"But the martial arts outside the boundary are powerful and have a large number." Sun Yat Sen.

The Lord of Wucheng smiled and said, "do you know how many masters in Wucheng respect the strong?"

"Hundreds?" Sun Yi pondered for a moment.

"The Lord of Wucheng alone has a total of 5000 strong people, not counting the masters of the surrounding civilizations. Every 100 people are a team, led by three strong people who create the environment, and hang the martial people outside the boundary."

The Lord of Wucheng is proud that he has developed Wucheng for thousands of generations and has a strong foundation.

"So much! My nine day era is just a few dozen. "

Sun Yi opened his mouth and was shocked. He knew that there were many strong people in chaos, but he never thought that there were so many strong people in Wucheng alone.

"Hehe, do you know that I have managed Wucheng for thousands of generations, one era at a time. In fact, this number is not much, but there are only three people except me, and there are only 200 people in three steps of creation, and most of them are only in the early stage of creation."

The Lord is immortal. They can carry endless time and thousands of eras. Even if only a few Lord are born in each era of Wucheng, the cumulative number will reach a terrible number, and nine days is just an era.

Moreover, Wucheng is the legacy of the war world, and it is not enough for so many strong people to be born.

For example, there are fewer real strong people. Counting the Lord of Wucheng, they are only four detached.

However, in the face of the war, we still need the top strength. For example, three steps of creation is the top strength, detachment is the pillar, and the half step overlord is the strong one who really determines the victory or defeat.

"Alas, it is difficult for a civilization without an era to produce the strong, especially the top strong." The Lord of Wucheng sighed now.

If you are not in the era world, there is no luck. The era world can easily give birth to dozens of masters. It is good that Wucheng, a world placed in chaos, can give birth to five or six masters in an era. In ordinary times, only two or three masters can be born in an era.

Many civilizations cannot even have a master in an era.

The power of Qi luck can make it easier for martial artists to understand the way of heaven, but without Qi luck, they can only understand the power from chaos, and it is extremely difficult to understand the power from chaos.

At this time, Sun Yi looked solemn and stood up. "Lord of Wucheng, on behalf of Jiutian civilization, I send you an alliance agreement to work together to fight against chaos."

With the incomparably powerful civilization of Wucheng, there is more hope against the true holy country. Five thousand masters, how many civilizations can be destroyed.

"I invited you here just to form an alliance." The tall body of the Lord of Wucheng stood up, his momentum soared, and solemnly said: "from today on, I will take Wucheng to join the nine day alliance, and Wucheng is willing to deploy for Xiaoyou."

Sun Yi was surprised that the leader of Wucheng had such strong strength that he did not compete for the position of alliance leader.