I am Fu Changding, the highest martial artist in the world

Chapter 362 Zhan Tiandi Dojo (Please subscribe!)

The door that Fang Ping could not shake with all his strength was pushed open by Wang Jinyang.

Rumble!
The entire imperial palace trembled, as if welcoming the return of the master.

With this shock, more than 20 rank-[-] powerhouses among the casual cultivators made a bold move, directly blowing up four Emperor Blood Trees.

If it wasn't for the Yuhaishan monster clan under the demon swordsman's command to step up in time, the patriarch of the emperor blood tree would have to be killed!

Fu Changding turned his head and took a look. Only after the more than 20 people made their move did they reveal their true colors.

The eighth-rank golden body can be easily disguised.

It's just that for warriors, all they can recognize is breath, so Fu Changding and Fang Ping can be invincible in the restricted area.

But these people, Fu Changding and other warriors had never seen before, so naturally they couldn't identify the aura.

"They are all the strong ones on the list of generals in the cave, and they really came in!"

Zhao Xingwu held the dagger in his hand and said to Fu Changding, "This gate is left to the old man, you go in."

He knew very well that Zhang Tao wanted him to come to escort Fu Changding.

The fate of the emperor's tomb has nothing to do with him.

"I'll stay too!"

Wu Chuan, who had no sense of existence after entering the cave, also offered to stay. He had been with Li Mo before, protecting Wang Jinyang and Jiang Chao, and liberating Yang Daohong, a stronger combat force.

At this time, Yang Daohong understood that there might not be a so-called emperor-level avenue in the emperor's tomb.

From the beginning to the end, Emperor Tomb is a bureau.

And with Fu Changding around, even if he had the emperor-level avenue, he felt that he didn't have the ability to grab it, "I am also together, the two brothers Jiang Hao will get rid of General Fu."

"Okay, then this place will be handed over to you."

Fu Changding cupped his hands, "If you can't hold it, you don't have to hold it, just retreat in. In this narrow place, no one outside is my opponent."

"Knowing that you are powerful, let's go in!"

Wu Chuan felt a little bit pained, and now he understood Wu Kuishan's feelings a little bit.

That guy retreated when he had time before, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

After the Tiannan Catacombs battle, Wu Kuishan relaxed a bit, probably because he realized that he still couldn't keep his eyes open after all.

Fu Changding took a look at Old Wu, shook his head and stepped into the imperial palace.

"What do you mean by shaking your head?"

Wu Chuan almost exploded with anger, Fang Ping, who followed behind, patted Wu Chuan's shoulder with a smile, "It's nothing, he definitely doesn't look down on your strength, really!"

"roll!"

Wu Chuan kicked Fang Ping's ass, but his toes hurt from the kick, and he became even angrier.

Zhao Xingwu also sprinkled salt on the wound, "I am really envious of Wu Zhenshou having such a junior."

"You want to send you off!"

Wu Chuan rolled his eyes, but he didn't like to lose his temper with Zhao Xingwu, so he could only sulk secretly.

Passing through the gate of the imperial palace, it seems to be another small world inside.

The imperial palace doesn't look that big from the outside, but it has at least a million square meters inside.

An avenue leads directly to the deepest Zhantian Emperor's bedroom, and there are many vacant houses on both sides of the avenue.

"It's so simple, I thought it was resplendent inside."

Fang Ping was a little depressed. He guessed that this palace belonged to Lao Wang, and he thought that there would be many good things, but it turned out that they were all ordinary houses, flowers and plants.

Wang Jinyang calmed down at this time, "I feel a sense of peace here, like"

Fu Changding picked it up, "Are you back home?"

"Correct!"

Wang Jinyang glanced at Fu Changding in surprise, "Is this my previous home?"

"It should be regarded as a dojo or something."

Fu Changding nodded, and conveniently separated out a clone of the original source, and in front of Jiang Hao, justifiably moved forward to explore the way.

After a while, Fu Changding frowned imperceptibly.

The layout of Mo Wenjian's bedroom has changed!

When he came last time, the block formation in the bedroom was completely uncovered, but this time it was gone!
It was only after the original avatar disappeared that the original great formation was found under the bedroom.

[It seems that there are still some strange things about this large formation. It was indeed suppressing the emperor's corpse before, but now it has activated other functions of the formation and started to prepare for the recovery of the emperor's corpse? 】

And there is another point that makes Fu Changding even more depressed, the sixteen corners of the original formation still have a dead body.

When he saw it at the time, he was all happy and crazy.

Even if the qi and blood of these Jue Dian corpses have been dried up, and the original way has been shattered, the foundation for the qualitative change of qi and blood is still there.

After recovering with the essence of life and indestructible matter, the essence of the physical body is much stronger than that of the ninth-rank warrior.

But now, those terrific corpses are gone!

It should be dissolved by the formation, the energy was extracted, and all the energy was poured into the six emperor corpses.

Of the six emperor corpses, three of them were still broken and could not be recovered.

【Hey, Mo Wenjian, this poor ghost! 】

Fu Changding became more and more disappointed with Mo Wenjian. This guy couldn't even fully recover the six emperor corpses.

And think about it carefully, the hearts of Zhan Tiangong and Zhan Tiandi were picked up by Mo Wenjian from the sky grave.

The artifact, the Heaven Punishing Sword, was cheated from Cangmao.

The emperor blood tree is cultivated with emperor blood.

Others, gone.

It feels like Mo Wenjian has been around for 2000 years, but he hasn't made much money. He is a poor ghost.

Fu Changding quickened his pace, "Go, I found my heart."

When he reached the depths, Fang Ping wondered, "Why does this house feel so nondescript?"

"It should not be the original building here."

Wang Jinyang panted and looked to the left, "This one is the original bedroom."

The bedroom of an emperor-level powerhouse can be called a sleeping palace, but Old Wang is too embarrassed to say that about himself.

At this moment, a phantom suddenly appeared on the roof of the bedroom, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

Everyone looked at Fu Changding, what are you doing pretending to be a ghost?
Fu Changding squinted his eyes and stared at it for a while, and then said after distinguishing, "The projection of the source of life, no matter the past life or the present life, Lao Wang is so flirtatious."

"My past life?"

Wang Jinyang was a little surprised. He took a look and found that he couldn't see that face.

Old Li exclaimed, "It's unbelievable, there must be no way for Judging Realm to leave such a projection after a thousand years.

This palace, Mo Wenjian, was obtained only a thousand years ago, and it has existed for at least a thousand years. Wang Jinyang's strength in his previous life was definitely beyond the peak level. "

Fang Ping and the others were not surprised. The artifacts sealed in the Gate of Life by Lao Wang and the others, and Fu Changding's request for them to keep a low profile all meant that their identities in previous lives were not simple.

If it's just extreme, then there's no need for it.

Even if it is an emperor level, it is not necessary.

"I won't look at Lao Wang's bedroom for now, time is urgent, and we'll talk about it after solving the heart problem."

Fu Changding walked to Mo Wenjian's bedroom on the right, opened the door, and the inside was extremely simple.

Except for a futon and two bookshelves, there is nothing else.

"All the books are taken away."

Fu Changding motioned to Fang Ping, then walked to the edge of the futon, kicked the futon away, and punched it down.

boom!
The entire emperor's tomb seemed to shake, and then he punched again, and the superficial ban was completely broken.

A big hole was opened in the ground, and everyone looked down and couldn't help but hold their breath.

Above a huge blood pool, there is a huge heart suspended, and a sword is stuck above the heart.

"Mo Wenjian, this emperor will definitely kill you!"

"Mo Wenjian, go to hell!"

"When the emperor wakes up, he will definitely kill you!"

(End of this chapter)