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Chapter 22 The Five Hundred Years' Bureau

After Changle and Hera left, Zhang Wuji explained everyone's tasks clearly and let them leave.

"President Qiu, wait." Zhang Wuji shouted with a gentle smile.

President Qiu was one of the several presidents of the Warriors Alliance. In ancient times, he could be called a rank of officials.

"What's wrong, Zhang Wushen!" President Qiu said respectfully to Zhang Wuji.

"I want to talk to you." Zhang Wuji said with a smile. "The bandits in the mountains are making a big fuss in the East China Sea. Sometimes I think that if the Heavenly Devils invade, they are willing to resist the Heavenly Devils with us, so they can't give those guys a way out.

But I didn’t expect that as soon as the Japanese invaded, they started to mess up."

"Yes, this riot by the bandits in the mountains has indeed caused us a lot of trouble." President Qiu said seriously, "Zhang Wushen, can that successor of Wang Chao save Xu Wushen?"

Zhang Wuji looked at him meaningfully and said with a smile, "Who knows?"

"I believe in the successor of Wang Wushen!" President Qiu said without hesitation.

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Wuji asked looking at him.

President Qiu was stunned for a moment. It was Zhang Wuji who left him, but now he asked himself this.

He felt a little uneasy, but there was no turbulence on his face, "It's okay, if you're fine, I'll leave."

"No, I have something to do." Zhang Wuji finished his seals with both hands.

"Buddha!"

A big Buddha that appeared out of thin air directly suppressed President Qiu, "Zhang Wuji, what are you going to do!"

After President Qiu finished shouting, he teared his hands hard and wanted to tear the big Buddha open.

"You are a little too disregarded to take the God of Martial Arts seriously." Zhang Wuji said sarcastically on his face.

President Qiu wanted to tear open the Buddha's hands and was directly shaken off.

Zhang Wuji stretched out his finger and gently pointed it on President Qiu's forehead.

He twitched for a while and then countless scenes appeared above his head. Zhang Wuji stared at those scenes, which were all the memories of President Qiu.

"Stop!" President Qiu's memory was stopped.

Odin, Nian Yi, Lu, and several eight-star warriors all came in.

"I didn't expect this guy to be a god. He turned out to be the bandits in the mountains." Odin said angrily.

"Brother Zhang has long discovered that he has something wrong with him." Lu said with a sneer.

Before, Zhang Wuji deliberately pretended to be hesitant, just to ask President Qiu to send it to the ancient sage, and they gave up Xu Bailuan's intention.

But it is through unity and dedication that humans have today's peace. How can they throw away these good qualities?

If Xu Bailuan was really trapped in the Heavenly Ghost Space, then Zhang Wuji would have used his life to exchange for his life. Wang Chao did this again and again back then, but now it is their turn, how could they lose their chains?

"But the ancient saints are good at deducing the secrets of heaven. Is our plan sure that everything is foolproof?" Nian Yi asked Zhang Wuji.

"I have been covering up the secrets of heaven for almost five hundred years, just to give him a surprise." Zhang Wuji said with a smile. "I'll wait for them to come back now.

Thirty minutes later, there will be nothing there.”

Before Changle came here, Zhang Wuji raised three fingers to Changle in a way that only the two of them could see.

So Changle could guess that he only had thirty minutes. If he couldn't leave here in thirty minutes, something terrifying should happen.

But Changle still has time now, so he is willing to discuss with these saints. This two-headed saint is extremely powerful and good at making wind and fire.

Moreover, his wind and fire are tens of thousands of times stronger than ordinary wind and fire.

Changle is a guy who likes to defeat his opponent in the strongest way.

So he used his strength to break the strange power and used his wind and fire to face the wind and fire.

But before that, Changle's two fingers were together.

The sword energy lingering around his fingertips directly cut open the ancient saint's huge palm.

Xu Bailuan, who was pulled back to Blue Star by Hela, had the first thing he did to roar at Zhang Wuji.

"Didn't we agree to let me be bait! What did you ask Wang Chao's successor to do?"

"It was him who was going to. Brother Wang entrusted the future of mankind to him." Lu said angrily.

"Wang Chao, a self-righteous idiot! He is unwilling to change his martial arts, I admire him. But he is dead and he is still so worried about doing so much!

Can’t we bear the future of mankind?”

Xu Bailuan said gritting her teeth.

Tiangui Space is a game they set up!

After Wang Chao left the final battle, the Japanese devils completely disappeared. Warriors and ordinary people will lose their vigilance in peace.

But there weren't many martial gods. They believed that the devils would not disappear just like this. They must be dormant somewhere, waiting to completely destroy humans one day.

So they spent five hundred years, seemingly building the first battlefield of the Tiangui Space, but in fact they regarded it as the tomb of the Tiangui tomb.

They buried tens of thousands of collapsed annihilation bombs in the center of that space! Even the God of Martial Arts could not compete with the power of the annihilation bomb. When tens of thousands of annihilation bombs exploded, everything in the entire Tiangui space would disappear. This was a killing game they set up for five hundred years, countless resources and hard work.

But those saints are not fools and will not watch the Annihilation Bomb explode without running away, so someone needs to restrain them.

Using his own life as bait, this person must be a martial god. Xu Bailuan took on this task if he was not allowed to do so. But he didn't expect that in the end he was rescued by Wang Chao's successor.

So he was very angry and worried.

"To be honest, he is really more attractive to the Japanese devils there than you staying." Zhang Wuji was not angry at Xu Bailuan at all.

He is just worried about whether Changle can come back within the agreed time.

"Why didn't you think about escaping!" The ancient saint's giant palm was cut open by Changle, and he asked curiously.

"I have never had the chance to see the power of you saints. Today I finally had this opportunity. How could I give up so easily?" Changle punched the two heads of the saint bleeding together, and then said to the ancient saint.

Ten minutes have passed...

The ancient sages were not in a hurry, "I really admire your human resilience. Whenever we think we will conquer you soon, many of you will always stand up.

Especially for Chinese people like you with black hair and yellow skin, you will defeat us in desperate situations. But this time I will not give you such a chance again.

Wang Chao used to like to use one move to help him with his own way. Today it’s my turn!"
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