Chapter 2523 Emperor Wu is alone in the world, a happy decision

"Although Dugu Shi has a humble bloodline, he is an unparalleled genius, outstanding in grace, humble on the outside and arrogant on the inside, with swords, guns and fists. He is unparalleled in the world. He calls himself the Martial Emperor and is the best in the world!"

Master Nianshi looked solemn and seemed to admire Emperor Wu Du Gushi very much. Regardless of his hostile stance, the fact that the other party had such achievements in martial arts was definitely worthy of admiration.

The warriors in this world all have the blood of gods and demons. If the blood is noble, it is easier to advance to the outside scene and have higher achievements. Very few people can break through the bloodline restrictions and become the world's first-class master with their own humble blood. Therefore, Dugu Shi is an amazing talent at this time. Jueyan, if he were born in the main world, he would definitely not be weaker than Su Wuming and others, and he would be expected to reach the realm of Dharmakaya.

"Coming with Dugu Shi are four upper-level third-level experts. Their strength is almost different from ours, and they have many dissatisfactions with each other. Therefore, we plan to take advantage of the strong momentum and the enemy's suspicion of each other to cross the river in one go. "

"A few days ago, we attacked with all our strength and fought with them on the river. Originally, Lao Dao faced Du Gushi and temporarily created an opportunity for King Du Tian to activate the magic weapon Bearing Heaven Sword, severely injuring or even killing him, but at the critical moment , there was an unexpected enemy attack, and King Du Tian was seriously injured. If the Bearing Sky Sword had not automatically protected the master, the old Taoist, even if he risked his life, would still be able to snatch him back from the attack of Dugu Shi and the mysterious enemy."

Meng Qi's heart moved. The mysterious enemy was a reincarnator from the hostile camp or a member of the Blood Clothes Sect.

This world was captured by the Blood Sea Rakshasa. He once used the method of reincarnation and threw himself into this world. Before his reincarnated body had awakened, he met Meng Qi and died in Meng Qi's hands due to a strange combination of circumstances. Falling short of success.

"Currently, the prince of the imperial court is coming with the Divine Weapon Emperor Sword, which stabilizes the morale of the army and prevents several strong men from openly fighting among themselves. In addition, there is an endless stream of strangers coming to submit, and the situation has reversed. Now there are seven of them in the third grade. , there are dozens of third-level soldiers, and there are magic soldiers holding the battle, but King Du Tian cannot bear the serious injury, Zhu Shou and others have different ideas, internal and external troubles, it is really difficult to contend, there is no telling if they attack next time, we will fall apart. For the current plan, You can only protect yourself first!"

The Red Army actually wanted to retreat! Meng Qi's heart tightened. The mission was about to fail before it even started?

He suppressed the complicated thoughts, and for the sake of his own mission, he could only open his eyes and tell lies, pretending to be incomprehensible and said.

"If we retreat this time, our fortunes will be reversed, and the imperial court will no longer be able to shake it."

"What's your advice, Master?"

Hou Yue asked quickly. It seemed that he had been deceived by Meng Qi and was full of confidence in Meng Qi and others.

"The crux of the matter right now is King Du Tian. If he can be revived and take charge of the magic weapon, and there are real people and us helping him, he can eliminate the greed of Zhu Shou and others, and let the internal worries overwhelm the imperial court. Now the general trend of the world is with the rebels. If you are not in the court, you can only stabilize the situation, and the rebels from all over the country will come one after another. As for the court, any purges and changes will cause internal strife, and then they will be the ones to cause external troubles and internal troubles!"

Meng Qi talks eloquently, points out the country, and discusses the world. He has the style of a military advisor who can strategize and win decisively thousands of miles away. He can be called a contemporary Wolong.

Meng Qi actually knew in his heart that Master Nian Shi and others were not willing to retreat, so they started to talk nonsense and acted like a sleeping dragon. Anyway, what the other party wanted was confidence. Regardless of whether they were justified or not, the authorities were confused and it was difficult to judge.

"It's just that the Heavenly King's injury is weird, and the medicine and stone are ineffective, so he can only hang his life."

Master Nianshi naturally knew the crux of the problem, but he was helpless about Du Shanghuai's injury, so he had to take this step.

"That's why I'm here to help!"

Meng Qi was full of confidence and confident, and seemed to be very sure of Du Shanghuai's injury.

Master Nushi took a deep look at him, moved out of the way, and asked him to enter the tent. He saw Du Huaishang with a pale face, lying on a simple bed, his eyes closed tightly, and his breathing was weak. His whole body was golden, and his sword hilt was wide. The gorgeous long sword was coiled around, and the terrifying aura made Meng Qi unable to help but feel palpitations.

Meng Qi was speechless secretly, sighing inexplicably, and felt envious of Du Huaishang's good fortune.

Du Huaishang was only in the fifth heaven of the exterior scene, but he could actually be recognized as the master of the divine weapon Bearing Heaven Sword. It can be said that he has deep luck and extraordinary circumstances.

Du Huai's injured spirit was weakened, and there was no chance of recovery. The wound penetrated his body and the blood could not be stopped. All kinds of strange things made Meng Qi's heart move and he opened his eyes!

I saw an invisible and illusory black energy tightly wrapping around Du Huaishang Yuan Shen, as if he had a spirit! Meng Qi pondered for a moment before speaking to Master Nashi and the others.

"The lingering injury of King Du Tian must be caused by the poisonous insects cultivated by the strange and mysterious power of the curse. If the poisonous insects are not removed and the curse is not removed, even the elixir will be ineffective."

Master Nianshi is no better than Meng Qi, who possesses the Yuanshi Golden Medal and other top-notch skills. He only vaguely discovered some clues, but could not confirm them. Now that he was awakened by Meng Qi, he suddenly understood.

"Don't know how to remove the beetle?"

"The voodoo has become entangled with King Du Tian's soul. There is no corresponding method or to get rid of the master of the voodoo in advance. Pulling away hastily will only endanger your life."

Meng Qi's expression was solemn. Du Shanghuai's injury was very serious. If he could not be cured within five days, he would probably die. By then, the 18th Route Rebel Army would inevitably fall apart, and their death mission would be destined to fail. They would be killed by Six Paths. Obliterated by the Lord of Reincarnation.

"It's a pity that we don't know who the Gu Insect Master is and where he is hiding?"

Master Nianshi frowned, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face. He knew nothing about the identity of the Gu Insect Master. Even if he knew the cause of Du Shanghuai's injury, he could not do anything.

At this time, Meng Qi took a step forward, and his eyes suddenly became dark and boundless, with bright and illusory star lines protruding from them, making people's minds shake! A thread of cause and effect spread out from the Gu insect and penetrated into the void. Meng Qi used the Yuxu Divine Calculation to deduce it with all his strength and deduced the master.

After a while, Meng Qi's eyes closed, and then he opened them again. All the magic was gone, and a touch of joy appeared on his face, as if he had gained something, and he said with a smile.

"I've probably found the Gu insect owner, so I'll go there."

The setting sun is like blood, the river is red, and the raging sound is like the wrath of the gods, penetrating into the soul.

Meng Qi watched for a while, then fled upstream, looking for a place to cross the river. Just like normal rivers, there are fast and slow rivers. The Nu River also has dangerous and non-dangerous areas. In dangerous areas, powerful and strange monsters at the bottom of the river can occasionally break through the seal. It is very dangerous to float to the upper level, quietly waiting for prey or making waves.

Under normal circumstances, Meng Qi would not be too afraid of these underwater monsters. In addition to transforming into a fish, he can also simulate the transformation into a blue-blooded person, drive water to avoid himself, and can exert 70% to 80% of his combat power underwater, which is a genuine all-rounder. It is a terrain and all-environment combat machine. If you don't encounter the best monsters, there is nothing to worry about. But now you are lurking across the river. If you fight with underwater monsters, cause a big movement, and be noticed by the enemy on the opposite side, then everything will be over!

In front of the rebel camp, there is a good section of water where it is difficult for monsters to float up. There are no more than three such places in the entire Nu River, and they are important passes that need to be guarded. The same is true for the opposite side. Therefore, Meng Qi gave up crossing the river here and looked for a relatively gentle water section upwards.

According to the information provided by Master Nian Shi, Meng Qi found a section of water that could cross the river not far upstream without any effort. He transformed into a silver-scaled swimming fish, jumped into the river with a pop, and swam to the other side on the upper surface of the water. The Nu River was extremely wide, and there was interference from the remaining auras of gods and demons, making it impossible for the magic soldiers to cross the river at the peak of the exterior scene. Meng Qi swam for a long time before he vaguely sensed the bright lights on the other side of the river.

The camp is in a row, as majestic as a dragon, in a gorgeously decorated tent. A middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow robe is sitting in a chair, surrounded by a five-clawed golden dragon that looks like the aura of the emperor. It is sacred, majestic, and majestic, making people bow their heads unconsciously. This man is the prince of the imperial court. Sitting on the front line with the divine weapon Emperor Sword, he suppressed everyone's conflicts. Opposite him, the two people sat upright.

One is a tall old man, who is said to be an old man. If you look carefully, you will find that his face has no wrinkles, his hair is black, and his crown is neatly combed, and he is meticulous. His breath is restrained, and there is no depth. His eyes are deep and difficult to see. With his sharp edge and his hands placed on his knees, he has the demeanor of a true master. Even if he doesn't speak, he is full of majestic and majestic charm. It is completely different from the common characteristics of gods and demons of the third rank. This person is the Martial Emperor Du Gushi, the world's first rank. Grandmaster.

The other person was wearing a mysterious robe and his hair was mixed with a lot of silver threads. Not only did he not look old, but he added a bit of temperament full of vicissitudes of experience. His facial features were not outstanding, but his brows were stretched and his eyes were lazy and divided. To attract the attention of others, this person is the leader of the enemy camp's reincarnation, Wen Jing.

"Mr. Wen Jing, is there any news about the details of sneaking into the rebel camp? How is the progress? Do we need to attack once and cause chaos?"

The prince looked at Wen Jing, his voice was low, extremely magnetic and charming, and he had a majestic aura. He was worthy of being a royal nobleman and the heir apparent of a country.

Dugu Shi closed his eyes and meditated, thoughts flashing in his mind, and he sighed secretly.

"I didn't expect that I would become the commander-in-chief of the imperial army, the biggest obstacle to Zhiwei and his team completing their death mission!"

"It seems that I need to release a little bit of water, otherwise the 18th Route Rebels are no match for me. They can suppress them with overwhelming force!"

Dugu Shi ignored the prince and Wen Jing who were discussing military affairs, and carefully understood the path of martial arts in this world. The aboriginal people in this world all have the blood of gods and demons. The level of the bloodline determines future martial arts achievements. However, the blood of gods and demons in his body is thin and the level is very low. According to common sense, there should be no hope of achieving the first level of the earth level. realm.

"The path to martial arts that refines bloodline?"

The corner of Dugu Shi's lips curled up slightly, and he felt a little more interested. It happened that he had recently obtained another Three Lives Jade Plate, which was the technique that the Ancient Heavenly Emperor practiced before he became enlightened. It was with this technique that the Emperor of Heaven achieved a breakthrough. Restricted by the bloodline of the inborn gods, he became the supreme being of all heavens and realms, the lord of heaven, and dominated the universe.

In the heart of Dugu Shi, there is chaos, boundlessness, and vastness. A Dharma image sits in it, wearing an imperial robe and an imperial crown. It is majestic and sacred. It is the appearance of Emperor Wu. This Dharma image suddenly He stood up, his body expanded crazily, he shouted loudly, and a divine sword appeared in his hand. The light of the sword was like the divine light of the beginning, cutting through the chaos and mist, the clear and turbid differentiated, yin and yang were born, the pure air rose, and turned into the nine heavens, and the turbidity separated. The Qi sank and condensed into the Nine Netherworlds of Xuanming. Dharma stepped among them, raised his arms to support the Nine Heavens, stepped on the earth, suppressed the Nine Netherworlds abyss, stood tall on the sky, and turned into a creation god who opened up the world, a supreme majesty.

When the heaven and earth were first formed, there were many palaces on the ninth level of the sky. They were sacred and majestic, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the glow was overflowing. It was a looming and unparalleled scene. The figure of this majestic Dharma statue became smaller, one foot high and low. He wore a black imperial robe, embroidered with nine divine dragons. With a majestic appearance, he looked up with his hands behind his back, his whole body shone with nine colors of divine brilliance, he was supreme and noble, he took a step forward, stepped into the nine heavens, and sat on the throne of the highest heaven. His divine power was overwhelming, suppressing the three realms.

The blood in Dugu Shi's body underwent drastic changes. The red blood turned into gold, the white bones were like jade, warm and translucent, and the flesh and blood were crystal clear and shining. A powerful force surged out from the depths of the body, breaking through the shackles in the body like a broken bamboo. Puff puff, a deep muffled sound sounded. Locked in the body by Dugu Shi, unknown to outsiders, a Nine-Nine Supreme Dharma Body quietly appeared in the body.

At this moment, right here, the world's first-class Dugu Shi, known as the Martial Emperor, made a breakthrough in cultivation, entered the realm of Dharmakaya, and became the realm of gods and demons in this world, but no one knew that everything was unknown. It's so natural, so quiet.

"Attack once in these two days. Within five days, Your Highness will definitely see the rebels fall apart."

Wen Jing's face showed confidence that he would win, and he had the pearl of wisdom in hand, as if he had seen the scene of the 18th Route Rebels falling apart, and he smiled brightly.

Dugu Shi slowly opened his eyes, which were like the sky at night. They were extremely deep and contained all the stars in the sky. They were bright, clear and clear. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he secretly complained.

"It's a pity. You are afraid that blind men are lighting lamps in vain. I, the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, are ready to let go. No matter how you plot, you will not be able to save this defeat!"

Little did the prince and Wen Jing know that the commander of the army in front of them, the imperial white jade pillar holding the sky and the purple golden beam across the sea, had quietly rebelled, and was preparing to let the Eighteenth Route Rebel Army cross the river to the capital to overthrow this decadent imperial court.

"I'm not doing this for my nephew, but for the people of the world. This is where justice lies!"

Dugu Shiguang gave a high-sounding reason for his decision, with a look of righteousness on his face, and said to the prince and Wen Jing.

"Prince, please rest assured, there is an old man in charge here, everything is safe, there is no need to worry!"

As soon as these words came out, the prince's expression relaxed a lot. Although he was very afraid of his cheap teacher, he admired his talents very much. No one in the world could match him. With him in charge, the rebels were not afraid. .

The solemn atmosphere in the camp suddenly and strangely dissipated, but for some unknown reason, the five-clawed golden dragon on the prince's body, which was connected by the emperor's energy, almost collapsed.

The imperial camp was in great order, everything was well-organized, the morale was high, and the fighting spirit was fierce. Meng Qi was secretly surprised and couldn't help but admire the Martial Emperor, whom he had never met before, for his well-deserved reputation.

Meng Qi, who was wearing an iron-black mask, had his back straight and walked through the camp at a leisurely pace. His black armor made a crisp sound of armor leaves clashing, and his temperament became colder and deeper, making people dare not look directly at him or go up to him. Ask questions before.

He beheaded a general of the imperial court, used the art of transformation, and assumed the person's identity. At this time, he was clearly the general of the imperial court, Senluo Tianjun.

Meng Qi only deduced the approximate location of the Gu Insect Lord based on the line of cause and effect, and had a preliminary understanding of his strength and identity. The specific details were not clear, and the road conditions were even more so. Therefore, he did not dare to rush forward and avoid obstacles when encountering them. When you encounter a level, take out your token and say coldly that something is wrong.

Perhaps it was because Meng Qi did not rush to the camp's commander's tent, or perhaps because the Gu Insect Master was one of the most powerful men in the camp and no one was prepared for his assassination. Meng Qi's actions did not attract anyone's attention. Surprisingly, Successfully, we arrived at the tent where we were deduced.

Behind the tent, blood was rising. Even without the help of his eyesight, Meng Qi could roughly outline the situation there with just his senses. The corpses were placed according to the requirements of a certain formation. Some were skinned, and some had their eyes gouged out. , all died from torture, their spiteful thoughts condensed into substance, and gathered on the bloody lotus-style altar in the center.

"This is the Blood Clothes Sect's method. Sure enough, this world is affected by the Blood Sea Rakshasa. It seems that the Lord of the Gu Insects is inseparable from the Blood Clothes Sect!"

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes and stepped in front of the tent. With just a rough sense, he discovered that there were more than ten outdoor experts near the altar and around the tent, half of whom were in the third level. The most terrifying aura came from the front of the tent, swaying unsteadily and turning into a huge shadow, which made Meng Qi The induction cannot penetrate!

"Tianjun, why are you here?"

The red-robed boy standing guard outside the camp recognized Senluo Tianjun and immediately saluted and asked. Senluo Tianjun is an important general in the army. He is powerful and highly valued, so the red-robed boy is very respectful.

Meng Qi looked at the boy with a jade-like face and red lips, his expression was cold, and he spoke concisely.

"I need to see you for something."

"The younger one will send the message immediately and ask Tianjun to wait."

After a while, the boy in red robe walked out of the camp, with a smile on his face and said with a hint of respect.

"The leader invites Heavenly Lord to come in."

Meng Qi stepped into the tent. The front half was covered with a thick red carpet. It was decorated with screens, tables, chairs and other items, making it a gorgeous residence. There was a person sitting at the main seat, wearing a black robe, and there seemed to be a shadow in front of his face. , difficult to see through.

This person's aura is strange and misty, cold and terrifying, filling the space between heaven and earth, but it is very difficult to detect. It seems to be connected with every shadow. From time to time, there is a strange aura seeping out of the robe, and things are squirming and densely packed, which makes Meng Qi I almost got goosebumps, this is a real master!

In the coach's tent, Dugu Shi's deep eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of surprise deep in his eyes.

"This little monk actually broke in. He wants to assassinate the Shadow King and save Du Shanghuai!"

"I just let him go, otherwise the young monk may die before leaving the army and fall into my camp!"

Dugu Shi felt a little unhappy. It was not like he had never been a general on the battlefield. He had won hundreds of battles without losing a single one. But now he had to take the initiative to defeat the battle. He felt a little unhappy.

"I've been so arrogant in order to complete the death mission for you. After you retreat, it shouldn't be too much to teach you a lesson, right? It's such a happy decision!"

Dugu Shi murmured in his heart, with a bit of joy on his face, which made the prince beside him a little confused. He didn't know what this world-famous cheap master was thinking!

Poor Meng Qi didn't know that Dugu Shi decided his fate in such a tyrannical manner. He was still moved and secretly happy that he had entered the Shadow King's camp quietly. Although his opponent was powerful, he was still confident that he could defeat him in one fell swoop. To kill the opponent, you just need to pay some price and bear the consequences.