Chapter 435 Murong Longcheng

When his eyes fell on the wordless jade disk, he felt a mysterious and powerful force coming from the jade disk.

The space around him seemed to begin to twist, turning into a vortex with no end in sight, dragging him down.

"Han Xu! What's wrong with you?"

Zhu Weitong's voice brought Han Xu back to reality. In a short moment, Han Xu found that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Weitong, did you feel anything? Or did you see anything?"

"No."

Han Xu was a little puzzled. Was it only him who saw those things just now?

He remembered that the full picture of the Heavenly Palace that appeared in his mind before entering the Heavenly Palace was also seen by him alone.

It stands to reason that Zhu Weitong's realm is much higher than his. What he can see, Zhu Weitong can't see.

Just when he was puzzled, a milky white light suddenly lit up on the flawless jade disk. After the light enveloped the two, the surrounding scenery gradually became blurred.

After a while, the two came to a hazy space, only the wordless jade disk in front of them still stood between heaven and earth, unchanged from ancient times.

"Be careful!" Zhu Weitong subconsciously blocked Han Xu, and the ice-blue Nanming Lihuo ignited on her body, looking around vigilantly.

This milky white light curtain has a peculiar power. When you are in it, your consciousness cannot leave your body, let alone use your consciousness to detect the surroundings.

Therefore, everything can only rely on the vision of the naked eye. Although Zhu Weitong and Han Xu's eyesight is far superior to that of ordinary people, under the obstruction of the milky white light curtain, except for the jade disk in front of them, nothing else can be seen.

Han Xu frowned. He noticed that there seemed to be a will and some soft whispers in this white light curtain.

However, he looked at Zhu Weitong and found that she didn't seem to notice it either.

Although Zhu Weitong turned into a human, she still kept the blood of Suzaku. Her intuition, or sixth sense, should be stronger than that of humans.

Somewhat abnormal.

But Han Xu was sure that everything he saw and felt was not an illusion. He thought about it and there was only one possibility, that is, he had a soul that was different from all the creatures in this world.

His soul was a crossover.

"Weitong, don't be nervous." Han Xu felt that there was no hostility in that will, so he comforted Zhu Weitong.

Just as he finished speaking, a line of words appeared on the jade disk like ink.

Seeing this line of words, Zhu Weitong said: "Be careful, this may be a powerful formation diagram."

Looking at these strange lines, Zhu Weitong said puzzledly, even though she had lived for a long time in ancient times, she had never seen these line combinations on the jade disk.

At this time, Han Xu opened his mouth in shock. After a long time, he noticed that Zhu Weitong had spoken.

"Don't be nervous, Weitong, these are a kind of text on the jade."

"Do you know it?"

"Of course I know it, you don't know, I have a lot of knowledge, I know astronomy and geography, when I was in the royal city, who hasn't heard of my talent!" In order to ease Zhu Weitong's worries, Han Xu said as jokingly as possible.

"You used to be famous for your romantic reputation, right? Who doesn't know that the four most beautiful women in the royal city only let you stay overnight in their boudoirs?"

Han Xu felt that he couldn't respond. He had seen countless bloody lessons in his previous life. The less he said about such a topic, the safer it would be.

"I'll read it to you." Han Xu quickly changed the subject, and he also turned his attention to the jade.

Han Xu certainly knew the words on it, and was very familiar with it, because those words were clearly traditional Chinese, and very standard regular script, just like printed on the screen.

"There are gods in this world!"

"What are gods? They are just people who practiced earlier!"

"Today, a young man who claimed to be from the Song Dynasty came to discuss Taoism with me. I just learned that the five kingdoms had perished. The name of that young man is indeed domineering, Dugu Qiubai, but his Dugu Jiujian can actually take on my Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, which is not a disgrace to the word "invincible."

"I have practiced in this world for hundreds of years, and I found that the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi I created can actually reverse time and space. It's amazing."

"Today, Dugu Qiubai came again. I fought with him for 9981 days, and it was still difficult to tell who was better. His swordsmanship is much more advanced than five hundred years ago, and he has reached the realm of no sword. If my Dou Zhuan Xing Yi could not stop time, I am afraid I would be defeated by him. His Swordsmanship is invincible in the world."

"Sad cry! Sad cry! Today I heard the bad news that my best friend Dugu Qiubai tried to cross the bridge of gods, but failed and died. He defeated all his opponents in his life, but he could not break the way of heaven."

"My best friend Qiubai has been dead for three thousand years. Although I have comprehended the avenue of time, I can't reverse time and space to save my best friend."

"Today I fought with the gods, and the heavenly palace was destroyed. Although I was exhausted, I also severely damaged the gods. The gods are not invincible, but the bridge of gods has been broken. Why can the gods still come down to earth?"

"I have traveled all over the world and have no fear. Before I died, I almost killed a god. This life is enough, enough. If future generations can see this word, remember my name, Murong Longcheng."

Han Xu also read and read at the same time. After reading these words, his heart was deeply shocked.

I didn't expect that the owner of the Heavenly Palace was Murong Longcheng. In his previous life, he was a famous character in a novel. He was the strongest person in the Murong family and the ancestor of Murong Fu. He was a martial arts master who created the magic of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

What shocked Han Xu even more was that Murong Longcheng actually met Dugu Qiubai in this world, and the two of them became good friends.

The two martial arts legends in the previous life continued to write a shocking legend in this world. Murong Longcheng, with his mortal body, could seriously injure the gods. He was so powerful.

These words on the jade disk should have been recorded by Murong Longcheng in his life. Perhaps because of the long time, some places were blurred and unrecognizable, but even the small part that Han Xu could recognize was enough to shock him.

Even Zhu Weitong, who had never heard of the name Murong Longcheng, was deeply shocked after listening to Han Xu's translation.

Her parents and tribes were slaughtered by the witch god, so she knew better than anyone the powerful power of the gods. That power was so strong that she could not find any power in the world that could compete with it.

But Murong Longcheng did it. Although he still died, he had created a myth in this world by seriously injuring the gods with his mortal body.

When Han Xu finished reading these words, the jade disk glowed again, and the words disappeared, replaced by a series of magnificent pictures.

These pictures recorded the process of Murong Longcheng's battle with the gods. Han Xu only took a short look and felt extremely painful in his sea of ​​consciousness.

That battle, which was just some broken pictures, also contained supreme pressure. Han Xu and Zhu Weitong could not bear it. It was hard to imagine how fierce the battle was back then.

Fortunately, the picture ended quickly, but at the moment the picture ended, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the jade disk and sank into Han Xu's forehead.