Suddenly, someone seemed to see something, sitting in horror and sitting on the ground.

"Giant, Giant!"

"What a big giant!"

In the clouds, the unknown Yuanshen is so powerful that it is enough to appear in the world, and the aura blessing of heaven and earth is clearly visible.

His spirit lowered his head and glanced at the capital. His huge face was looming in the clouds. To the people of the capital, it looked like a giant god from ancient mythology overlooking the world. Compared with it, mortals were as small as ants.

It was as if his breath was enough to form a hurricane and destroy all living beings.

Some warriors saw it with palpitations and fear.

Even great masters and strong men in the Dan Bao realm, looking at the giant's face looming in the clouds at this moment, just looking into each other's eyes can make them tremble uncontrollably and feel the fear from the depths of their souls!

Even without saying a word, he knew that he had made a bit of a fuss, so he immediately restrained himself in order not to cause too much panic in the royal capital.

Suddenly, the huge soul gradually disappeared in the clouds, turned into a stream of light, and returned to Mingwu's body.

There are countless people in the capital who are still discussing.

It is said that a god came to Daliang.

But some people found a clue.

"Have you noticed that this giant looks a bit like the God of War?"

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd who were still discussing fell silent.

They all started to reminisce.

The giant is very big, and its face is hidden in the clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly. However, if you think about it carefully, you can see that its outline is somewhat similar to Ming Wuyan's.

"Could it be that the Martial God is practicing some magical skill yet again?"

"It's not impossible. The God of War once incarnated as a Tathagata, and his Dharma Body was also huge. It's not impossible to use similar methods now."

"The God of War is getting more and more terrifying."

In Wutongyuan.

Even though he didn't say anything, he didn't know that he had been guessed by the masses.

At this moment, he was experiencing his own cultivation. A divine pill greatly increased his cultivation, and he was directly promoted to the seventh level of the Heavenly Art.

That huge primordial spirit form is exactly what it looks like after breaking through the seventh level.

Unlike the golden body of Tathagata Mahavairocana, which is a true energy dharma body, the reason why the primordial spirit dharma body can become so huge is because of the power of heaven and earth!

There is no comparison between the two.

It's obvious that my realm has been broken through again, and I'm in a great mood.

Mingxuan hurried over to see him, "Dad, have you practiced any magical skills again? Why did you suddenly become so huge?"

Ming Wuyan was stunned for a moment, did the other party know?

His spiritual thoughts surged out, and he immediately heard clearly the discussions in the capital. He couldn't help but shake his head, "The wisdom of the crowd is really powerful."

However, he did not hide it and said calmly: "It's just a slight breakthrough in realm, no need to make a fuss."

The corner of Mingxuan's mouth twitched. Recalling the huge Yuanshen Dharma, he felt that one slap from the other party could destroy half of the royal capital.

Is this just a slight breakthrough?

Do you still blame him for making such a fuss?

This is obviously because Dad is too scary, right?

Mingxuan shook his head helplessly and stopped asking any more questions. His father's mystery and power were beyond his understanding.

No matter how many questions you ask, he probably won't be able to understand it. It's like asking a primary school student who has just learned one plus one math problems to ask about a Mathematical Olympiad problem.

"Xiao Qi's state is getting more and more terrifying."

Ming Zhengyuan also saw the huge primordial spirit that almost reached the sky and the earth, and couldn't help but sigh. As he spoke, he couldn't help but cough a few times.

When Ying Lao next to him saw this, his eyes showed concern.

Ming Zhengyuan's health is getting worse and worse. Even if Ming Wuyan uses various elixirs to nurse him back to health, it has no effect. His life is approaching.

"Oh, Mr. Ying, there is no need to worry about me. In fact, I should have died a long time ago. Xiaoqi has kept me alive for so many years, and I can still see Daliang flourishing and becoming so powerful. I have no regrets.

"Ming Zhengyuan smiled openly, not having much fear about future death.
Chapter completed!