Overgod Ascension

“The world of ghosts? ”

Wu Ming looked innocent and naturally would not be foolish enough to admit that he was prepared.

“How is that possible? The difficulty of flood level comes out of a medium-sized copy, and it's still a world full of ghosts...”

On the other side, the face of the slaughterhouse was completely changed, even the face of the cold swordsman and cloth skirt girl next to Wu Ming was not very pretty.

“Do you dare ask this sister, is it difficult for the Lord's Temple's floor-level mission? ”

Wu Ming approached the young woman and asked.

“Oh... Kiro really speaks, my sister's name is Shanlan, how about you? ”

Obviously, Wu Ming's leather bag is quite good. At least the nature of the innate charm is quite high. It is difficult to be repulsive. Mountain Lan laughs with a twitch and adds a touch of soothing flair.

“Nobody! ”

Since each other has reported a nickname, Wu Ming is naturally a good person.

“Nobody's good! ”

Shanlan laughed: “Sister likes such a smart young man! I have a message for you today! The task of the main temple, the desert level is the easiest, then the flood level. According to past practice, it should be only a small scene, the difficulty is also low, the enemy is at most innate, external level, and the ghost monster scene is very few... but now, it has significantly improved the difficulty..."

Speaking of which, even her face appeared a little worried.

‘No wonder he looked satisfied before slaughtering Ho, but now he's turned into a hot pot ant. No wonder he went fishing with a leisurely holiday attitude and finally touched the Great White Shark, that's what it feels like...'

But Wu Ming was a little sweaty: “This change... is it not related to me? ”

He hid a speculation, perhaps because of the jade he brought, which complemented the part of the Temple of the Lord, to make the world more real and more difficult.

‘So… what exactly is the purpose of the Temple of the Lord? It's not boring, is it? ’

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with a glimmer of thought, but it was a loud voice: “Gentlemen... at this time the task led us to Heitai County, but there was no time limit. Does this mean that there must be danger along the way, forcing us to go? ”

“It makes no sense! ”

Yet Massacre said: "Now… we have to work together! ”

Even Shanlan and the other cold-faced swordsman had some movement, but Wu Ming shook his head: “Thank you for your kindness, I'm just used to being alone! ”

Without hesitation!

The slaughter smelled, but his face suddenly sank.

“This friend...”

What else does Massacre Ho want to say? But there are tree shadows all around her. There is a whimpering sound. There are ghosts crying!

Whoo-hoo!

It was dark in the morning, the fog was heavy, and the whining sounds from all sides made my scalp numb.

Even in that white mist, a hidden shadow emerged, the seven tricks bled and the death was extremely tragic.

“Lonely Wild Ghost?! ”

Wu Ming's heart came up with a name, but he wasn't too afraid.

After all, there is no shortage of this stuff in the big week world, and the real haunted ghosts, at best, make some voices sneaky and scary, and are more restrained by masculinity and filth. As long as they have not reached the belongings of powerful ghosts and evil ghosts, they will not hinder the big things.

“Psst!”

At this time, one of the newcomers who had just climbed up, wearing a Confucian shirt and a Wenshi square scarf, appeared to be a young reader and stood up and drank at the ghost: “In broad daylight, Lang Lang Kun, er wait for the ghost, why not return?! ”

Boo!

His words were strong, his voice was thrown, and it was as if there was an invisible force field to expand away.

The ghost immediately touched this, as if the cold water had met boiling oil, and the body was buzzing, screaming, and not disappearing into the dark.

“Oh? I didn't know there was a man with a great temper! ”

Wu Ming's eyes lit up.

This kind of ghost, the samurai shouted and even ordinary people bite through the tongue of the fine blood, can reproach the retreat, but it will never work so well for this gentleman!

Confucianism has clouds: I am a good breeder!

This audacity is a characteristic of Confucian spirituality! If it reaches the famous Confucian stage, it is really easy to drink, even if the Ghost King is going to disperse, even the demons who practiced evil magic need to be restless, and the magic power is greatly discounted!

Of course, the gentleman is still far from this realm, but he also has a sense of integrity in his chest. He reads the famous book, goes to Week of Science, but it is more than enough to take a child exam.

“This guy...”

Slaughterhouse leaned aside, and one of the people next to him approached him immediately, obviously pulling together.

In any case, a Confucian practitioner of great breath is useful in this world of ghosts.

“Not right...”

Wu Ming suddenly had a tight scalp and a numb back: “How can there be a lonely wild ghost anywhere? Haunted soldiers, land, city halls, etc. were introduced to this kind of thing in their lifetime? Or here... just a shady place at all?! ”

“Look! ”

Mountain Lan shouted, but in the fog, more and more shadows appeared, all pale, under the feet of the vain soul wild ghost.

Even in the heart of the haunted crowd, in the middle of the mountain fog, there was a silk black gas coming up, making a funny laugh.

“Ghost! ”

Wu Mingman mumbled.

If a ghost is the equivalent of an ordinary man, then a powerful ghost is at least the rank of an elite soldier.

“… so many! ”

Previously, the gentleman was also pale, knowing that with his qi kung fu, understanding sex, evil will not invade, waiting for ten or eight wild ghosts to get close, but strong ghosts will be different! This ghost has shady air. If it is not consumed, three or five pieces can make it difficult to carry on, and the last one can be hugged.

The warrior is angry and masculine. He is haunted by powerful ghosts. If he is mildly ill, it is possible to whisper his life.

The fog grew thicker and the ghosts were moving closer and closer.

“All of you surround yourselves, there is no fear in your hearts. I wait for the popularity to be in one place, the people will be beneath the city, and the ghosts will not dare to commit crimes, and we will rush out together! ”

The slaughter of Hao's voice, has its own majesty.

Wu Ming was silent and suddenly rushed into the fog.

“Is this man a fool? ”

Mountain Lan and others looked at each other, but their eyes gradually widened.

Because after Wu Ming went deep into the fog, the ghosts fled, even the black gas.

“Monk?! No, it's a ghost ball! ”

The slaughterhouse lost its shout, but the tone smelled of envy and regret.

With his body, a ghost pill is naturally nothing, but every time a mission comes down, is this the only one you can trade?

Do you want to improve your martial arts skills? Do you want to get your supplies ready? There are also objects to prevent witchcraft, magic, and moral laws, and even in case of reserved merits...

Essentially, it's good to have a few broken symbols that are fully redeemed and specially restrained from ghosts.

Where, like Wu Ming, we know the specific information and then target the exchange, the effect is naturally unusual.

“But... can this newbie replace all of them with ghosts, so careless, sooner or later you have to lose! ”

Slaughter Ho's heart laughed coldly. He quickly arranged the formation, and the courageous gentleman was not allowed to go to the front. Then several blood allies, Shanlan and the cold-faced swordsman, left and right, flushed his scalp hard into the fog.

……

“Interesting, too! ”

Wu Ming's arm was hung with a ghost pill of incense bag. He looked at a soul with a gray white strip that could not be avoided. The deeper he went, the more he showed his thoughtful color on his face.

During the week, the shadow system was complete and the ghost was different, but not so many spirits blessed his eyes.

At this time, seeing the numb and pale faces of these old and weak women and children, the ordinary people were afraid to have fought a long time ago and fled in desperation.

“Strong ghost? ”

Wu Ming looked at the black gas in front of him, but the ghost pills on him were only slightly unscrupulous. He looked like he was leaping to try. He couldn't help but smile and pat the long cloth strip on his back.

Boo!

The peach wooden sword with a purple copper colour was in the hand, and the smile was straight up.

Peach wood sword can shelter from ghosts, plus his own physical state of five peaks, almost already has the innate four-fifths of power, the sword shadow is flashing, even with a little sword light, shining bright.

“Ah!”

Grim ghost screamed and was stabbed away by the sword, the silk grey black air appeared, can't even congregate.

When I saw this scene, the ghosts around me retreated, and I couldn't avoid Wu Ming.

“Too bad... there's no merit...”

Wu Ming retracted his sword and left his mouth without expression. He looked behind him and found that he did not know how far he had left those people.

“I don't know how many copies of the Kuratai County list are there? ”

Wu Ming broke through the road and found that after walking out of this thick fog layer, a small road appeared in the mountains, and then walked down for half an hour, and there were some people smoking.

“This is the only way down the mountain...”

Wu Ming turned back and saw that the mountains were hidden in the fog, showing a huge black shadow, as if something devoured the beast of the living spirit, but he couldn't help but sigh.

And at this point, down the hill, in front of a broken town.

Strong man Ding is missing, mostly the old man with white hair and pale hair, his face is even more numb and dead.

However, seeing Wu Ming's eyes was like seeing a ghost.

“Did the guests come from Montenegro? ”

Wu Ming walked all the way to the town center before there was a husband, trembling and walking forward on the crutch, the old face across the trench measured Wu Ming nervously.

“Exactly… don't know where it is? Where's Heidi County? ”

Wu Mingzuo asked.

“This is Blackwater Town, out of town, another 20 miles east, it is the county...”

The old man turned around and did not dare to receive Wu Ming's salute. "If you come from Montenegro, you must not be a Montenegrin messenger or a magical heathen, how can you destroy the little one? ”

“Montenegro?! ”

Wu Ming looked at the gloomy air behind him. It seemed like the sun would disappear all year round, but it kept going. His pupils shrunk slightly in the mountains with a long air. “Looks like this mountain is the same as the Jedi here...”