Overgod Ascension

Wu Ming opened his eyes and a glimmer of bright light seemed to pass through the Yangshi barrier and saw a spiritual place under the cover of the city temple.

But as long as there is a sacrifice, all gods can take the sun as their foundation and form a spiritual land distinguished from the underworld.

This spiritual land can not only accommodate Yin soldiers and ghosts, but also keep Yin soul intact. If it is sorted out, it can be continuously expanded. With all kinds of spiritual products, it is truly the prototype of a hollow heavenly land.

Of course, it is not necessary for the ancient gods to truly form a hollow heavenly blessing from the yin and yang.

And even Cave Heaven and Earth, there are catastrophes.

Like the Tarzan Sanctuary, the original Dongyue Land Walking Palace, which Wu Ming had seen before, should still be looted and faded into spiritual land, and even broken. Some of it fell into the underworld, forming a Jedi without returning to the valley.

At this time, a golden red spiritual land in the void appeared in front of Wu Ming's eyes.

In the eyes, the golden red divine power even forms a charm chain, which automatically resists peeping.

“Shinto forbidden? ”

Wu Ming saw this, but the corner of his mouth revealed a slight sneer: “If you are banned by Daoists, legal families, even Confucianism, I may still have some trouble breaking it. I must have spooked the original Lord, but Shinto banned it? ”

Even the Emperor Dongyue has been a man, as the god of society, the head of the earth, to see the spiritual land of a district city, can you still resist?

A slight reflection revealed a divine spell, gently chanting, the power of Xuan and Xuan was generated, cleverly spared the blockade, and the sight fell directly into the spiritual field.

Even the original Shinto ban was not damaged in the slightest, let alone attracted the attention of the original master king.

“Hiss... this spiritual land fades so fast...”

Wu Ming was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In his eyes, this golden red city spiritually, although the outside world still seemed lucky and the golden red light amplified, in fact, at the edge, a hint of golden red, passed away mercilessly.

Even with this change, the original spiritual range is constantly decreasing.

On an empty earth, a Yin soldier will fall asleep and be buried almost halfway in the soil.

Only the spiritual center, a vast palace with a golden red light, is still barely maintained.

Forgive me, the Yin soldiers on the edge, some of them just disappeared.

“The fate of humanity and the loss of the power of faith is so tragic...”

Though there were speculations, Wu Ming was still somewhat emotional when he saw the scene.

The scene is that the king has begun to use his own savings to keep the whole spiritual land running.

It's just that it's like being alone, without a source of income, spending more and more every day, and ultimately sitting in the mountains and eating the sky is not a long-term plan.

“Ordinary gods don't usually do this unless...”

Wu Ming's gaze suddenly broke through the palace, and he saw the square with golden light, the weather and the atmosphere of majesty.

And in a palace, there are ghosts asleep, and this is the god of the city.

Among the most central main halls, a golden blockade, rich almost as substance, must be the king himself.

And this is also the biggest secret of every god, even though it is Wu Mingshentong, who cannot enter without shocking each other.

But that's enough. Tomorrow Wu's eyes reach the limit, and suddenly through the golden light, he sees the person sitting in the palace.

The figure is dignified, wears an official robe and has a seventy-eight degree resemblance to the original statue of the city.

Of course, the most important thing is that the eyes are closed and the golden red light is constantly shifting with black gas.

Seeing this, it is already the limit, Wu Ming retracted the divine tone, only felt slightly dizzy, knowing that it was due to too much consumption, no longer watching, slowly walking away.

“Of this king… it seems that he was badly wounded at the last Dragon Gate meeting! ”

On the way, he was quite happy to think.

The city is the Golden Royal Orthodox God. Now even the light on his body is almost impossible to sustain. This is a great tragedy. Maybe he will fall to the throne!

And that black gas is robbery! Destroy!

It means that even though this person has passed this level, he has to face the enemy's blows.

This enemy, which naturally includes O.R. and Wu Ming, is the king's 'exorcism'!

“According to my previous division, the original king, in Chufeng County, was a master of Shinto IV! But now, the rank cannot be maintained, I'm afraid there are only three levels of strength...”

“In such a state of serious injury, do you want to do something to remove the aftermath? Or pull up the river with him? ”

He thinks fast.

As we have just seen, the city, though seriously wounded, is rich in money.

Even, in terms of its accumulation, Wu Ming guessed that the other party had reached the end, but was suppressing the wounds and had a greater chance of re-maintaining the divine position.

Previously, the government was very tight, but the king chose to hold fast, rest and recuperate so easily.

Once this person recovers, preside over the big picture, I'm afraid there's still a chance!

“But no more opportunities! ”

Wu Ming shook his fist violently.

Once the grass has been uprooted, the enemy must completely destroy the dust. This is not only the influence of previous generations, but also the bloody lesson of the Great Emperor of Dongyue!

This Shinto enemy, once the Dongshan rises again, is also very troublesome.

“I'm afraid O.R. has other plans. My little magician, trying to break through the city... is also some...”

Wu Ming counted both sides of the strength contrast, but frowned again.

How can the King of the City jump to the streets? At this time, he has at least three levels of strength, and even three levels of peak!

Watching just now doesn't matter, but when you open the door, you must wake up, with a pair of penis wings to help, the Tibetans are in each other's hands, you don't pass the peak of the second level of the law, counting all means, the killing power can barely enter the third level, the strength difference is too obvious, the small body plate, going I'm afraid is also a delivery.

“The last time there was a lot of merit unused, I was trying to get into frontage trade, now it seems... if I don't exchange two harsh pieces, I will destroy Wang Zheng Count...”

The world of ghosts has had a good harvest, and now Wu Ming is a big money.

Tens of thousands of merits are not set, the main temple exchange is all-encompassing. Although most of the heavenly merit cards are left behind, the great merit cards also make up a lot at this time.

At least, in the insights of the Dongyue Emperor, what is above such disposable treasure objects as the 'Spike of the Divine Spirit’ and the 'Immortal Extinction Map' cannot be said to overthrow a Golden Royal Zheng God, but can definitely cause major killings.

One of the kings is seriously injured and sleepy, and he can't handle it.

Then you can kill them both.

“Can't you say you can still get a real gold royal? Who's going to be the city? ”

Wu Ming touched his chin: “However, the heavenly path is much tighter than the world of ghosts. I'm afraid it's not my turn...”

He has a hidden sense that the essence of this big week world is necessarily the world he has traveled through!

Whether it's tales of fairies, fairies, or rivers and cities in a county, he feels this way.

Strict world rules are meant to be insurmountable, otherwise there must be a backlash!

At least, it's basically impossible to be as unscrupulous as the world of gods.

However, at this point, something unexpected happened to Wu Ming.

The mechanical sound of the Temple of the Lord sounds in his ears without warning:

[Ding! Dear Returner No. Heshen 69, Apostle of the Lord! Your task will open in three days, please be prepared!

Next, there was an absurd silence.

……

[Ding! You are affected by special props, a mandatory judgment will be opened! Failure to pass the decision will directly open the task!

[Judging… Your permission is greater than the other party's! You will be given the details of this task, and the task will normally open in three days!

[This task is a special battle task! Scene Size: Large! Number of returnees: two!

[Task Difficulty: Unknown!

[Note: This task is a real one, the returnees will come to the world for real!

[Note: This task is a Blood Battle for Permissions, and the winner will automatically deprive the other party of Permissions!

When the light came down, Wu Ming's face suddenly sank: “Is it finally here? Blood battle between the authorities! ”

Already in the star world, after taking over the authority of Yu Shaojun, he knew the day was coming.

Even a little bit lucky.

“Special prop influences? Forced to judge? ”

Wu Ming looked at the words on the light screen, but smiled coldly: “Very good! Wrong, my last assignment was very rewarding. I raised my authority to the top of the Apostolic rank. Perhaps I will be pitted this time...”

If the ordinary returner is just a fish crashing into the mist, and the truth is not clear at all, then the authority has partially touched the 'real’ of the main temple!

Even the strange help of the permissions that have been opened is defensible.

This kind of thing that was shaded once in the beginning, and changed into a regular returner, I'm afraid you're going blind.

“I don't know what to say, regular returnees, don't they all pull directly into the task? Isn't there an advance notice? ”

“Therefore, this opponent must have the same privilege of knowing mission intelligence in advance as I do! ”

Wu Ming looked at the task prompt with a cold face and didn't let go of a word.

This time, the opponent must also be a multiplier of permissions, but in the beginning the permissions suppressed or dominated themselves, which means that the other party is quite clear, I'm afraid.

“Blood battle! It's an endless bloody battle! ”

A heavy feeling suddenly pressed on Wu Mingxin's head.

Excellence of authority does not mean exceedance of power.

After all, like Yu Shaojun, with a privilege, one round at a time accumulated in the world, no matter how well mixed, even the real strength is no less than the current self!

And with so much authority, he hasn't experienced a few worlds and accumulated too little.

If the other side is a strong man like Yu Shaojun, then Hu will definitely be on Wu Ming!