Deliveryman of the Heaven

"Wugong Wenxun, you are indeed a prodigy, to be able to train the Unparalleled Fist to the ninth fist, Mahayana Stage, but so what? "You originally had three chances to deal with me in two hundred years of time, but unfortunately, your plans were in vain. In the end, you failed to bring this empress into this world. Do you know why?"    

    

"Do you know what this is called?"    

    

"This is called fate!"    

    

"This is your life! It is also this empress' life! This empress will eventually unite the world, and you will only be a stepping stone on the path of this empress' certificate! "    

    

Jun Linchen was in high spirits, with golden light surrounding his body, like a golden dragon coiling around him, he slowly floated up and stopped in mid air, looking down on everyone around him. With a shout, he extended his hand out, and grabbed forward, causing everyone to turn pale in shock, but what they saw was Jun Linchen's hand grabbing the air, and a red drum came out!    

    

"This is the Tremor Kui!"    

    

"How is this possible? Even Tribulation Stage experts who are not at the perfect stage are unable to shatter the void. How is it possible for him to do this?"    

    

"What is he trying to do?"    

    

Countless people exclaimed!    

    

Jun Linchen floated in mid air, his cold gaze penetrating the entire battlefield, a strange smile flashing across his childish face.    

    

He grabbed the drum attached to the Tremor Kui and let it go, throwing it into the air. A thunderous sound burst out from the Tremor Kui, the terrifying sound wave swept out!    

    

The expressions of everyone present went pale, and their auras were in disarray!    

    

Those who were slightly weaker, like Weiqing, felt a sweet sensation in their throats and fell to the ground. They felt as if their blood was ignited, as if their bodies were about to explode!    

    

"Disciple, don't panic!" Zuo Ci immediately placed a hand on Weiqing's shoulder, making him feel better, but in the blink of an eye, Jun Linchen's golden robes seemed like a golden dragon, the drum in his hand sounded out like thunder, striking the Tremor Kui s. Immediately, the sound of thunder started to resonate, rolling over, as though he was undergoing a tribulation!    

    

Dong dong dong ~ ~    

    

The drum sounds became louder and louder, striking into the depths of everyone's soul. In the end, even a Nascent Infant Stage expert like Zuo Ci paled as his body lightly trembled.    

    

Many people fell to the ground and spat out blood with faces full of shock!    

    

After the collapse of the Mortal Dao Alliance, the Tremor Kui became a symbol, because there was a powerful seal placed on it by the unmatched Alliance Master, it could not be blown away, so the Tremor Kui's power was limited after all, and in order to be stolen by others, the experts of the Central Yuan Alliance had constantly added restrictions, causing the Tremor Kui to become an ordinary object.    

    

But today, even if it was an ordinary object, in Jun Linchen's hands, it still erupted with extremely terrifying sound waves!    

    

Just think about it, if the Tremor Kui was released, how many people here would die under the voice of this terrifying soul?    

    

"Thirty!" Suddenly, Jun Linchen shouted in mid air!    

    

The moment the drum touched the Tremor Kui, it immediately let out a shriek!    

    

That was the unreconciled roar of a prehistoric savage beast!    

    

The drum skin of the Tremor Kui came from the Kui dragon on the Flowing Waves Mountain, and it was fought by the heavens for three days and three nights in order to kill the Kui dragon two hundred years ago.    

    

Before this, the Kui dragon was the master of East China Sea, and the four cities of the East Sea had to pay tribute to Flowing Waves Mountain year round in order to be able to keep the region safe. It was rumored that the Kui dragon was born from a stone statue that had been sucked into the heaven and earth, and in the hands of the heavens, this Tremor Kui had once killed War God from Heaven Realm!    

    

Now, Jun Linchen had knocked down thirty times, as if he had awakened the soul of the Kui dragon in the Tremor Kui!    

    

A huge monster appeared in the air, standing upside down like a dragon. It had a dragon's body, a single horn, and a fish fin, emitting a violent aura!    

    

Dong!    

    

Jun Linchen's hands held onto the drum and let go, his body arched backwards, then suddenly leaped up, sticking out his chest, he smashed onto the drum and let go once again!    

    

Thirty-one!    

    

Rumble …    

    

The terrifying sound waves were like an autumn wind sweeping through the fallen leaves. The people on the scene all fell to the ground, spitting out blood.    

    

Only some Efferent Phase experts were left standing there without changing their expressions!    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Wugong Wenxun broke into a cold sweat, he punched forward with his fist, and instantly, winds and clouds surged. The terrifying white light pillar chopped towards Jun Linchen!    

    

"Hahaha, after all, I am only an elder of the Jun Family, can't I be a mere chief of the Central Yuan Alliance?" Jun Linchen let out a long hiss, and waved his hand. A golden waterfall turned into a giant golden dragon, clashing with the white pillar and melting into nothingness. After Jun Linchen landed on the ground, he stepped onto the Tremor Kui and sneered: "The heavens are kind. This emperor will give you a chance, if someone surpasses the thirty-one hammer, this emperor will give up, but if the human world is useless, not only will this emperor be the master of the Central Yuan Alliance, this emperor will also rebuild the Mortal Dao Alliance!"    

    

Amidst his presumptuous laughter, Jun Linchen's body slowly dissipated into the air!    

    

Wugong Wenxun let out a long exhale, sweeping across the messy scene and shouted: "We'll start the Inspiring Competition tomorrow! "We can't delay it!"    

    

Fu Fengwen Qin and the others' faces were filled with astonishment, but they could only nod their heads in agreement!    

    

"Disciple, are you alright?" Wugong Wenzhi looked at Weiqing who was rolling on the ground, he touched's forehead and touched his pulse, then he lost his voice: "So hot, what's going on, is this boy about to have a breakthrough again?"    

    

The two old men immediately carried Weiqing and headed towards the courtyard.    

    

Breaking through this sort of thing is usually done independently by the monks themselves. Outsiders usually do not interfere." But seeing Weiqing's current state, it was clear that he was unable to make a clear breakthrough, and could not suppress his strength for a while. Thus, Wugong Wenzhi and Yue Yang planned to help Weiqing make a breakthrough!    

    

When he returned to the courtyard house, Weiqing was drenched in sweat, as if he had been squeezed dry. He did not have any strength left in his body, and laid on the bed like mud!    

    

The two old men were in the midst of an argument about who would help Weiqing to breakthrough, Zuo Ci said that he knew how to be confident, but Wugong Wenzhi said that his cultivation was more suitable. Suddenly, Weiqing who was beside the bed screamed out, a wave of white eyes rushing out from above his head, and the two of them immediately went over to take a look!    

    

"NND, what is going on? "This brat broke through just like that …" This kind of situation, was something Wugong Wenzhi was completely stupefied about, something he had never heard of before.    

    

Zuo Ci revealed an expression as if he was holding onto a pearl of thought, and said with a chuckle, "As expected, there is one thing going down, and there is a heaven's will hidden there!"    

    

Wugong Wenzhi's body suddenly trembled, and he cried out involuntarily: "You mean Kui dragon and this brat …."    

    

"That's right, I should have thought of it earlier!" Zuo Ci slowly nodded.    

    

Wugong Wenzhi carried the sickly Weiqing on the bed, and kissed Weiqing's face with his old mouth, then laughed out loud: "This disciple truly did not take in for nothing, why did you bump into such a good thing? Jun Linchen, Jun Linchen, this is your life! Senior Brother, this time, I really admire you. Your insight is this! "    

    

Wugong Wenzhi sincerely gave a thumbs up!    

    

Cough! Cough! Cough! *    

    

Weiqing lay on the bed in a daze, licked his dry lips, and said softly: "I'm so thirsty, can you pour me a cup of water?!"    

    

"Aiya, don't move. Is my little master going to pour water for you this time? Is it cold water or hot water? I think it's better to be warm. It's too hot and hot and it hurts my stomach because it's too cold. " Wugong Wenzhi looked at Weiqing as if he was a treasure, as he sized him up with a kind of sinister gaze. This treatment was something that not even his own son had received before, and he happily poured the water for his son.