Doomsday Unlimited

Chapter 1109
"We workers have power..."

In the ruins of the Great Xia Palace, a group of warriors ranging from innate to grand masters were singing neatly, waving weapons full of qi in their hands and desperately digging the walls. Hearing such a neat singing, Wang Cheng quite satisfied.

In the past, in order to conceal his identity, Wang Cheng didn't make any changes, but now that his identity is already known anyway, he naturally doesn't care about it. When he was bored for a while, he made this song out and let the group of people sing it.

This group of people has righteous ways, demon sects, and even evil sects. The number reaches about a hundred people. While singing songs in grief and indignation, they dig holes with the swords they usually cherish, because the walls are really hard, and they must be filled with true energy. It was just digging, and the true energy was consumed very quickly, so after a while, it was necessary to stop and rest, and then another group of people went up.

Under Huang Ze's command, this group of people has been divided into five shifts, digging holes alternately one after another. This kind of forced work is of course relatively passive. It was okay at first, but even the singing was weak afterwards, and the efficiency of digging holes was not very high. high.

Seeing this, Wang Cheng, who was sitting on the roof, said slowly: "I know the general direction of that treasure, and I have to dig here to get there."

It's just such a simple sentence, but it made everyone's eyes light up. Although they are not martial saints, they still want that treasure, but they haven't found its trace, so they retreat to snatch other things. But if you can really dig through here and you can reach the place with treasures, then the situation is completely different.

Even if there are martial saints competing for it, they don't necessarily have no chance at all. Everyone thinks that they may have a chance to get that treasure. You know, that treasure can make people shatter the void. The treasure that everyone dreams of, as long as there is a little bit of hope, they are not willing to miss it.

"Dig, dig quickly, don't make His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince wait."

Huang Ze immediately urged that he was always called a genius, but now he feels inferior when he sees Wang Cheng, not to mention that there is a Martial Saint who is the same age as Wang Cheng, which makes him feel unwilling, but if he can Once he got that treasure, he would have a chance to catch up with these people and surpass them, so he had to rush there.

With Huang Ze's conscientious foreman, and the treasure in front of them attracting them, everyone's enthusiasm suddenly became full. They worked hard to dig holes, and their efficiency immediately increased, and even their singing became much louder.

"This person's understanding of the human heart is terrifying. Just one sentence can turn these people upside down, and he appointed Huang Ze as the foreman. It should be because he can see the treasure he desires the most? Is he really only 16 years old?"

The silver-haired witch who was resting was startled, her eyes flashed, and she wanted to go up and get close to the other party. After all, the other party was only 16 years old. Although she was a martial artist and had a scheming heart, she probably had no resistance to a beautiful woman like herself?
Unexpectedly, before the silver-haired witch came to Wang Cheng's side, Wang Cheng was already looking at her displeasedly, and said, "Don't be lazy, dig a hole if you can move, I'm saving your life to do this, if you If you don’t even have this value, then you don’t have to live anymore.”

"I'll dig your head, and a beauty as beautiful as my old lady actually used it to dig holes. Didn't they all come to dig me?"

The silver-haired witch was very ashamed and angry, but facing Wang Cheng's cold eyes, she didn't dare to make any mistakes, so she could only go back and continue digging. Seeing her deflated, many people laughed mockingly, making the silver-haired witch laugh. The witch became more and more annoyed. She was a well-known figure in the Demon Sect, but now she was so aggrieved by this brat.

"When you see the suzerain, you must let her take care of this guy. After all, this guy is only 16 years old. If the suzerain uses his tricks, he can definitely let him worship under the pomegranate skirt. By then, the strength of our demon sect will grow stronger again." .”

The silver-haired witch was thinking this way. Suddenly, there was a fierce sound of breaking through the air in the distance. Everyone turned their heads and saw a Taoist shooting from a distance. Huang Ze was overjoyed when he saw this Taoist, and shouted loudly. : "Master!"

"Taoist Zhige!"

The righteous people also shouted joyfully, and even stopped digging holes. With this Taoist Zhige, the Eighth Prince will have nothing to worry about. After all, no matter how talented he is, he has just been promoted to Martial Saint, so it is impossible It is the opponent of Taoist Zhige.

As for the people from the Demon Sect, they were secretly frightened, fearing that Taoist Zhige would come to ward off demons and defend the way.

Taoist Zhige saw so many righteous people digging holes, and saw that his precious apprentice seemed to have turned into a foreman, he frowned secretly, then turned his eyes to Wang Cheng who was sitting there, and seemed to recognize him, he couldn't help laughing. : "It turns out to be His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince. I didn't expect to see you here. Tsk tsk, I have lived my whole life, and I have never seen a genius like you."

"As long as you don't die, there is something new every day."

Wang Cheng also smiled, stood up, and said, "Taoist Zhige, it's really nice to meet you now."

This sentence made Taoist Zhige a little suspicious, pointing at Huang Ze and the others, he asked, "His Royal Highness, I don't know what you are asking them to do?"

Wang Cheng said frankly and unfairly: "Dig a hole, I did some tricks on Concubine Xiu, and Concubine Xiu is in that direction, and now they are blocked, so naturally I have to dig a hole to go there."

"Everyone, Concubine Xiu?"

Taoist Zhige's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the words, he was naturally not stupid, he guessed that the place where concubine Xiu and Liuli were located was the location of the treasure, he couldn't help but nodded, and said: "I see, Huang Ze, you did a great job! Well, supervise them to continue digging, we must find Concubine Xiu as soon as possible, protect her, and never let the treasure fall into the hands of Emperor Yonghe, otherwise it will be difficult for the common people to make him the emperor of all ages."

"hypocritical."

Both the righteous and the devil cursed secretly in their hearts, they didn't go for the treasure, what they said was so compassionate, even Huang Ze had the urge to roll his eyes, he always felt that Master was very indifferent before, and the feelings were that the good things that appeared before were not worth enough Ah, but anyway, he also wanted the treasure, so he started urging everyone to work again.

Those guys from Zhengdao were very helpless. They thought there would be a change after Ge Daoist came, but they still had to continue digging holes. Compared with them, the people from Demon Sect breathed a sigh of relief and continued digging. value, they will not be exorcised and defended.

At this time, Taoist Zhige thought of something, walked up to Wang Cheng and asked, "I wonder what His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince thinks about Emperor Yonghe's actions?"

From the fact that Taoist Zhige dared to walk to Wang Cheng's side, we can know that he doesn't really take Wang Cheng seriously in his heart. Although everyone is a martial saint, Taoist Zhige instinctively despises this kind of brat. He is confident that his strength is stronger than that of the opponent. After all, he has been a martial artist for 20 years.

Wang Cheng said disdainfully: "Short-sighted, what's so good about being the emperor of all ages, if it were me, I would definitely use that treasure to ascend."

"In that case, we can work together to stop this catastrophe."

Taoist Zhige heard the words and said happily: "His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince is also qualified to inherit the throne. Once the immoral Emperor Yonghe is stopped, it is only natural for His Highness the Eighth Prince to inherit the throne with the cultivation base of a martial sage. The old Taoist is willing to help the Eighth Prince for the rest of his life." Power."

Wang Cheng looked at Taoist Zhige with a half-smile: "Then, I would like to ask Taoist Zhige, what should I do with that treasure?"

Daoist Zhige really had a thick skin, he said: "Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, don't worry, the old Taoist is not the kind of greedy person, that treasure can be placed in the palace, and everyone can use it together."

"Look at me, do I look so stupid?"

Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully, and said: "I'm too lazy to play tricks with you, you are not qualified for this kind of thing, Taoist Zhige, I will give you two choices, either die or submit to me."

"what?"

Daoist Zhige was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected Wang Cheng to be so arrogant, not to mention him, those mining people were all dumbfounded, this eighth prince is too arrogant, he really thought he was invincible because he was a martial saint, Dare to provoke Taoist Zhige, a veteran martial artist, like this?

"Young and frivolous, no matter how talented you are, you are still just a young man. I thought you had a scheming mind when you used those words to stabilize Taoist Zhige. It turns out that you didn't care at all and planned to subdue him directly. Who gave this to you?" Your courage?"

The silver-haired witch shook her head secretly, feeling very sorry, not because she fell in love with Wang Cheng, but because Wang Cheng was so frivolous, he was likely to be subdued by their suzerain, but now she was going to die at the hands of Taoist Zhi Ge, of course it was a pity for her.

In fact, this Zhige Taoist may not be regarded as a Taoist priest, and his name is very peaceful, but his actions are extremely ruthless. How many people died at the hands of Momen back then.

Taoist Zhige's face darkened, and he said: "His Royal Highness, it seems that you and Emperor Yonghe are also of the same virtue. If you want to dominate the world, for the sake of the common people in the world, the old Taoist has to teach you a lesson today."

"Just because of you old bastard?"

Wang Cheng snorted, and said: "For your age, I will give you a chance to make a move, so that you can see how big the gap is between you and me. Please remember, this is my kindness to you." , but my kindness will not have a second time, I hope you understand this."

"Looking for death! Stop fighting for fighting!"

Even Taoist Zhige had been a hypocrite for many years, and at this moment he became angry. With a loud shout, he slapped Wang Cheng with his right palm. The palm was quickly covered with pure white light, and it instantly turned into a giant palm. The two characters Zhige form a spell that is flickering, and the surrounding air is controlled by the will of martial arts, directly locking Wang Cheng there, preventing him from moving, and he can only bear this palm forcefully!
When people are killed, the battle will naturally end, this is the way to stop fighting!And Taoist Zhige's martial arts will is called control!

"Control, what can control me?"

Wang Cheng gave a cold cry, and his icy martial arts will erupted, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet, and the air was frozen, and those who were digging holes, even if they were all congenital experts, still felt that their souls were frozen , shivering.

"The sword of death!"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Cheng put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the long sword came out of its sheath suddenly, but the speed was not fast, but slow, extremely slow, so slow that everyone could see the long sword being slowly drawn out of the scabbard , and then slowly slashed towards the giant palm with a flickering ice light.

It was indeed very slow, but strangely, the giant palm also slowed down, and everything around seemed to slow down. Daoist Zhige was secretly startled. The martial arts will of the other party was actually stronger than his, and the consciousness of everyone around him was overwhelmed. Freezing, causing them to sense the surrounding situation slower, this eighth prince is probably stronger than he imagined.

At the same time, the long sword was still slowly cutting the giant palm open, even to the palm of Taoist Zhige. However, Taoist Zhige is not easy to deal with. Five fingers flicked continuously on Wang Cheng's long sword, trying to shatter the long sword.

It's just that Wang Cheng also changed his moves, and the long sword struck five times at the same frequency as Taoist Zhige, and collided head-on with Taoist Zhige's fingers five times. As a result, Taoist Zhige failed to shatter Wang Cheng's long sword. On the sword, the five fingers became stiff due to freezing.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Cheng's long sword suddenly changed from extremely slow to extremely fast, and immediately attacked Taoist Zhige with hundreds of swords. Taoist Zhige tried his best to defend, but all his defensive trajectories were blocked by Wang Cheng. See it through, and every sword of Wang Cheng was so accurate that it was unimaginable. In the end, Taoist Zhige's defense was broken, and a sword stabbed him on the shoulder. He groaned and stomped hard, and the entire palace collapsed .

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Taoist Zhige escaped from Wang Cheng's sword force. He looked at Wang Cheng who was slowly walking out of the dust in horror and anger, but was not stained by the dust at all, while the wound on his shoulder Completely frozen into one piece, if not suppressed with his own true energy, I am afraid that the whole person will be frozen into an ice sculpture.

"How is this possible?"

The group of guys who dug the hole were dumbfounded, they couldn't imagine what happened before, the old martial sage Taoist Zhige fought against the new martial sage Eighth Prince, and the result was that the Eighth Prince won, and Taoist Zhige suffered a bit of a loss, even his shoulder was injured Yes, but how is this possible? Taoist Zhige has been a martial saint for 20 years, yet he can't even beat a 16-year-old boy?

"Master must be careless, yes, master must be careless, and master must be concerned about our safety and restrict us, otherwise how could we be injured?"

Huang Ze muttered to himself, as if he must believe what he said was the truth, and then shouted: "Master, you don't have to worry about our safety, as long as you can kill this thief, we are willing to be smashed to pieces."

Because of jealousy and reluctance, Huang Ze hated Wang Cheng to the bone. At this moment, he would rather sacrifice himself to let Master win. However, the righteous and evil sects around him didn't have such thoughts, and they all planned to run away. Holy Wars are very scary.

"Good boy."

The Taoist Zhi Ge, who has always been serious about his face, immediately found a perfect excuse when he heard the words, and while darting towards the distance, he shouted: "Eight princes, dare to fight at a distance. You stabbed?"

(End of this chapter)