Chapter 44: The newborn calf meets the true king

"What a human being!"

The young man looked at this man with curiosity in his eyes: "Did he fall from the sky? Why does it look like nothing happened?"

At this time, the two guards looked extremely nervous.

There is no doubt that this man must have fallen from the sky.

And when it fell from the sky, it was like a meteorite, which made this big hole in the ground. Even the soil crystallized, but there was no dust on the clothes on his body, and his face was rosy, as if he was sleeping.

Could this be an ordinary person?

"What kind of person fell from the sky?"

From behind, a rough voice came.

The two guards immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward: "Lord Viscount."

The viscount was tall, square-faced, bearded, and had a hideous scar on his face. When a child sees it, he will cry in fear. The steps are quite grand. Wearing a suit of armor, a large sword hangs from his waist.

"Father."

When the boy saw his father arriving, the excitement on his face suddenly disappeared.

At this time, the Viscount stared blankly at the person lying next to the young man, and took a deep breath: "Come here, take this person back and take good care of him."

"Yes, Your Excellency Viscount."

So someone stepped forward and carried away the man found from the crater.

The viscount then touched the young man's head: "If you have something to do in the future, please tell me. What should you do if you encounter danger?"

"Oh, got it."

"You two, take the young master back. You are not allowed to leave the castle for three days."

"Ah? Father!"

"Don't say more!"

The two guards pulled the reluctant young man away.

The Viscount then said to a middle-aged man with a mustache next to him: "Who do you think the person who fell from the sky could be?"

"Probably... not human."

The viscount nodded.

The man added: "Lord Viscount, this is a hidden danger. We don't know whether he is good or bad. What if..."

"It's also an opportunity, isn't it?"

The Viscount looked up at the sky: "Look, the sky seems to be collapsing. Those mages have lost their magic power one by one, and even self-destructed. I believe that the gods must be... If this world is destroyed, my son will be the only possibility to survive. Sex can only be pinned on him. Those who picked up the treasure are not as lucky as me. What is the use of the treasure? The world will be destroyed. Only such people who fall from the sky..."

The middle-aged man with a mustache was silent for a moment: "You are right, Lord Viscount. Is this world really going to be destroyed..."

"The sky is shattered and the sun has stopped moving. What do you think?"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the woods.

...

The true king regained consciousness, and his weak soul had absorbed all the surrounding environment into his heart.

What happened from beginning to end, Zhenjun also knew immediately.

Although he was confused, everything that happened around him was still caught by his breath and could not escape.

"well..."

There was a long sigh.

Zhenjun also didn't expect that the Thousand-Handed Demon God actually had such methods. Judging from that appearance, it should be a magical power planted casually by the Demon Lord. But this magical power easily shattered the innate treasure, the Qiankun Cauldron, and subsequently severely injured the True Lord.

It was so shocking that even Zhenjun had to sigh for it.

All the innate treasures have been broken, and even Zhenjun, trying his best, can't do it.

If the Heavenly Sacred Artifact can be differentiated through crooked ways and destroying the origin of the universe, then although the quality of the innate treasure is one level lower than that of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Artifact, it cannot be easily broken by external forces.

At least the saints and Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can't do it yet.

One must at least be in the third realm of the leader level, that is, the Taoist realm, to be able to damage the innate treasure.

Even if the universe is destroyed, the innate treasure can remain intact. In terms of solidity, the universe without the suppression of Dao Ancestor and Heavenly Dao is far inferior to the innate treasure. In other words, breaking the innate treasure is countless times more difficult than breaking one hundred and eighty universes.

That magical power first broke the Qiankun Cauldron, and then broke the True Lord's Pangu true body, and then entrenched himself in the True Lord's source of power, suppressing and killing the True Lord's soul.

Nowadays, the true king's magic power has been imprisoned, his soul has been suppressed, and his body has been severely damaged. He seems to be healthy on the outside, but in fact, he is riddled with holes inside.

"But just relying on this magical power to kill me is obviously an illusion!"

The true king opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with chaos.

If this magical power cannot be resolved, the true soul of the Hunyuan Daluo that the True Lord has proven will gradually be wiped out, gradually fall into the Taoist realm, and finally turn into a mortal and become a piece of loess.

While thinking about it, the only soul that Zhenjun could use was looking up at the source of light.

The bright light was sharp and sharp, just suppressing it on the thirty-sixth grade Chaos Green Lotus. The green lotus is at the bottom, the bead that seals the Hun Yi Yuan Dragon is in the middle, the Taoist Yuan Bead is at the top, and then there is this bright light.

The bright light shines like the sun in the sky. But it gives people a fatal danger.

This wisp of the True Lord's soul turned into nothingness, blowing quietly like the wind. Fortunately, this Consciousness Sea Daoyuan, after all, is in the true king's field, and there is no danger. This ray of soul has entered the thirty-sixth grade Chaos Green Lotus.

But it feels like a mountain is pressing down on top, making it difficult to move.

But Zhenjun Yishen remained firm and moved closer to the orb that sealed the Great Demon God Hunyi Yuanlong.

I don't know how long it took, but the real king opened his eyes again and sighed slightly: "It will take a long time."

At this moment, Zhenjun's expression changed, and a moment later, he heard the creak of the door opening.

Then a young boy's voice came: "Is he still awake?"

"Yes, young master, I haven't woken up yet."

"It's been several days."

Light shone through the open door, and Zhenjun watched calmly as a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, who looked like a maid, approached one after the other.

"Wow, you're awake!"

The true king can understand what he means.

Although the words are different, the meaning remains the same. Although the soul cannot move, Zhenjun still has some instinctive magical powers after all.

In just an instant, he understood its language, stood up and sat cross-legged, and said calmly: "What's your name?"

The young man looked at Zhenjun curiously: "My name is Luo Meng, what about you? Did you fall from the sky? Are you a god?"

When the true king looked at him, he felt like a newborn calf. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "My name is Tianyi, and I am called Zhenjun. I come from outside the sky, and I am not a god."

A true king has no need to deceive himself.

Although Zhenjun is now, his soul cannot move. The physical body is also greatly damaged. But even so, no one under the saint can threaten his safety.

And there are no saints in this universe. Even that sub-sage was killed by the Thousand-Handed Demon God. Where and who could threaten the true king?

"Your name is Tianyi Zhenjun?" The young man tilted his head: "What a strange name. But it seems to suit you very well."

The true king nodded slightly.

It's appropriate.

This is the honorific title of the True King, and it belongs exclusively to the True King, so of course it is most suitable for him. Even for a mortal, hearing his name and looking at his face, he felt that it was perfect.