Ten minutes later, the battle was over. Zhang Bairen abandoned the drained Godzilla, turned into lightning, and returned to Skull Island.

Now, its own flame temperature has increased to over 100,000 degrees.

Although it is not as high as the more than 500,000 degrees of atomic breath, for Zhang Bairen, this temperature is enough.

Because, if the temperature of the flame gets higher, it can only be used as a ultimate move.

Now, although the consumption is not too low, it is still within the acceptable range.

Moreover, the high temperature of more than 100,000 degrees is already extremely terrifying.

If used in the world of pirates, even Kaido, the strongest creature in the sea, land and air, would probably not be able to withstand the burning and roasting of such flames.

"Perhaps, the tens of millions of red lotus flames are not much worse than some mysterious flames." On Skull Island, Kong Zhang Bairen, who saw the destructive power of the flames, was also worried about the upcoming red lotus Godzilla.

Looking forward to it more and more.

Godzilla, who was teased and beaten by Zhang Bairen, looked in the direction of Skull Island with confusion, and then silently sank into the seabed.

Forget it, I can't afford to offend you, why don't I just hide away?

In fact, not only King Kong has not grown up yet, but Godzilla is still in the process of growing up.

Although Godzilla is over 100 million years old, who makes him the eldest son of Mother Earth?

Godzilla, beloved by the earth, is naturally a little more special than other Titans.

In the world of wind and cloud, Zhang Bairen, who has been living in the Chinese Pavilion for more than ten years, is also ready to go out for some experience.

In the backyard, the melancholy sound of the erhu came to my ears with the autumn wind.

After Zhang Bairen arranged his clothes, he was ready to knock on the door and ask.

But before Zhang Bairen could take any action, the door opened automatically.

"Come in, since when did you, kid, follow the rules like this?

What, are you ready to leave here? Is that why you become so serious?" Wuming put down his erhu and looked at Zhang Bairen and joked.

"Well, I'm going to go out for some training and find a handy weapon." Zhang Bairen replied.

"Do you have a goal? I remember the peerless sword from the Sword Worship Villa, and it seems that it is almost finished." Wuming said.

"There is no goal. Just take it step by step. Only the unknown can be full of fun." Zhang Bairen replied.

"Hundred Ninja, do you really not consider my heroic sword?" Wuming asked again.

"Ignore it, I am a person who longs for a carefree life, not a hero.

Only you, master, are the true master of this sword!

Neither I nor Xiaochen are suitable to succeed him!" Zhang Bairen replied.

Wuming sighed and finally said nothing, but continued to pick up the erhu and started a sad solo.

"Go, take the gold and silver with you, and I'll let the ghost tiger follow you.

Although you are powerful, you are inexperienced in the world, and with Guihu's help, I can rest assured." Wuming said.

Zhang Bairen wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was the master's good intention, so he agreed directly.

After bringing the gold and silver items with him, Zhang Bairen found Guihu.

Then, the two drove a carriage and slowly left the Chinese Pavilion.

This trip is mainly for sightseeing and fun. If you want to pursue speed, how fast can you fly directly?

So, let’s sit in the carriage, eat nuts, and drive slowly.

"Young Master, is there anywhere you want to go?" Guihu asked.

"I want to see the Leifeng Pagoda in West Lake and the Leshan Giant Buddha. Whichever one you think is closer, we will go to that place first." Zhang Bairen replied.

"These two places are about the same distance from Leyang Town. Otherwise, let's go see the Leshan Giant Buddha first. I remember that Nanlin Jianshou's family lives near the Leshan Giant Buddha. If we have a chance, we can go there and ask for advice.

." Guihu said.

"Okay, as long as you have arrangements." Zhang Bairen replied casually.

At this time, the situation in Tianxiahui has begun to show its edge, and the Nanlin Sword Head in Guihu's mouth has already accompanied Nie Feng's father, deep in Lingyun Cave, to guard the Dragon Vein.

This trip depends on whether I can meet the Fire Qilin.

"Speaking of Nie Feng, it seems that Wushuang City has not been destroyed yet.

The inheritance of the Martial Saint, the slash that exceeds the speed of light, the move that can cut through the void, are you looking for a chance to get it?" Zhang Bairen thought in his mind.

I have already understood the realm of Heavenly Sword. Would it be inappropriate to learn sword skills again?

After thinking carefully for a moment, he finally decided that no matter what, as long as there is a chance, if you can get this invincible inheritance, you should get it!

I can use it, but I can't live without it.

With this kind of inheritance that reaches full level instantly, as long as you have enough energy accumulation, you can perform a super-light slash. Who would be willing to give up such a foul move?

Anyway, Zhang Bairen couldn't bear to part with it.

Along the way, the two of them walked and stopped, and Zhang Bairen did not forget his old profession. Whenever he had a meal, he would always take the opportunity to tell a short martial arts story.

All the money earned from this was exchanged for food, rice and noodles, and then charity porridge was carried out in places where the victims gathered.

The two walked along, telling stories and giving porridge along the way, and even took action several times along the way.

Even before entering Leshan, the name of Zhang Dashan had spread, as well as speculation about Zhang Bairen's identity.

Zhang Bairen, who has invincible strength, naturally doesn't care about anything.

The world is already chaotic enough. Trying your best and doing something within your power can be regarded as worthy of your own conscience.

On the way, Guihu sent several letters to Wuming. After receiving Wuming's approval, Guihu became more confident and did not hide his identity or explain anything.

Soon, the unknown heir appeared in the world, surprising many religions and famous sects.

None of them could forget the glorious deeds of Wuming sweeping across the Central Plains.

Some short-sighted people have set their sights on Zhang Bairen. They want to use Zhang Bairen to gain some sense of accomplishment in revenge.

Or perhaps, they want to catch Zhang Bairen, threaten Wu Ming, and then avenge their former sect elders.

But a truly smart person must have seen something.

What does it mean that you can safely let your disciples go out to practice and make no secret of it?

This can only prove one thing, that martial arts legend is extremely confident in his disciples.

I am confident that the current world will never endanger my disciples.

These people all sighed.

Sure enough, how could that martial arts myth, that demon that bloodbathed the Central Plains, die so easily?

Now that his disciples have all come out, is there any hope for this generation of the world!?

Outside Wushuang City, Dugu Sword Master, who was in seclusion alone, also learned about the nameless disciple from Dugu Fang.

This white-haired man who cut off all emotions and desires and forgot all emotions was filled with ecstatic emotions at this moment.

At this moment, the sword-like man seemed to have real life.

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