Overgod Ascension

Wu Ming's patience is very good.

In order to wait for the bag to uncover, he snuck out of each other's house, stalking them day and night for a month.

With the strength of his rank, the bag naturally finds nothing wrong.

Even fearful of any intervention, he instructed Hou Yong and Zuo Lin Ling to turn it on and operate entirely alone.

“I can't feel it. Let's get to work! ”

“Eh, okay! ”

……

After a busy day, the bag carried an old bottle of wine and wandered home to the house next door.

In fact, it's just a house he rents, and every three or five years, the landlord comes in and collects the debt, and it looks pretty miserable.

But Wu Ming found a difference.

“Hmmm... I don't know, everyday life is pretty regular, like a novice spiritualist, playing in the city, earning coins, buying wine, getting drunk day and night...”

“It's just... he's very good at what he does, though coarse benzene, but he gets 10% more than an ordinary apprentice of spirituality, and he seems to have colluded with selling alcohol, secretly swapping wine for bad wine, which saves money in the dark, and to prevent enemies from destroying it, does he show weakness? The future King of the Assassins! My heart is as deep as the sea. I'm in danger of Yamakawa! ”

He silently watched the bag get drunk and humiliated every day, but feared a shrink. It seemed like an honest person scene, his heart slightly raised a chill.

Unfortunately, even if this King of the Assassins is any more sly, he will never be Wu Ming's opponent, because he is facing an enemy who knows all about him and gives his full strength!

‘A month... even though the Star Moon Empire has not identified me, it should also know the general orientation, I'm afraid there are already enemies here, right? ’

Wu Mingxin has a slight anxiety. The time advantage gained through the Iron Wing Gold Sculpture is being lost a little bit, but the prey is still not down.

It's a matter of patience, and undoubtedly the first one who can't stand it will be a loser.

His eyes were deep and he looked like a sleeping bag and his body slowly disappeared.

……

Three days later.

Pfft!

A slap slapped him hard on the bag's face, causing him to fall on the ground, as if he had opened a dye shop on his face, and the colours were different.

“Ha ha... I can't believe you didn't think of that. You were more talented than me, and more adventurous than me to step on my head, but now you are a dog! ”

Opposite, a soldier-level spiritualist with a sense of revenge on his face, let go of his big foot on the bag and spread his legs: “If you don't want to die here today, drill under my crotch! ”

“I... no! No!!! ”

As it was difficult on different faces, my heart was furious to spit blood, silently said: ‘Even if you put up with a knife on your head, you still have to put up with it! I remember everything today! One day, I want you to return it ten times over! ’

“Oh?”

The spiritualist across the street seemed to see something interesting on his face, smiling: "As soon as you drill through it, I'll buy you another pot of good wine. How about that? ”

“Wine?! ”

Unaware of the movement of the muscles on his face, his eyes seemed to glow and he finally couldn't help but get up and slowly climbed forward.

“Ha ha... Ha ha... this is what the master bought you! You're a piece of shit. You're a piece of shit all your life! ”

After a painful exhalation, the spiritualist dumped the small bag of spiritual coins and stepped away.

“Look! This is the bag! ”

“It is indeed a disgrace to our soldier-level spiritual master! ”

“It's more than a soldier's grade, it's a disgrace to all our spiritualists! ”

……

The crowd around him watched, pointing a little, laughing and cursing, but he couldn't feel his face, picked up the coin bag and came to a tavern: “Shop house, a pot of ice jade! ”

“Fuck! This drunk really knows how to enjoy...”

“He drilled the coin exchanged under someone else's crotch and immediately exchanged it for a drink. This man's face is thick and the world is invincible! ”

The surrounding drinkers laughed.

“It's you again... give me the money, get out of here! ”

The owner Xingzi walked out, grabbed the coin in his bag and threw out half a pot of wine casually: “No, you can only get half a pot of money, get lost, or I'll beat you up! ”

Unexpectedly, they looked at each other once.

“Ha ha... well done to the owner! ”

“Fengxinzi, you are a kind person. If it were me, I would take the money and people would just drive away...”

……

In the midst of a big laugh, Bao didn't realize his face appeared weak and fled.

“No, I can't stand it! ”

At night, a figure flew out of the house quickly: “With today's payment, the coin has been saved, so start now to buy the phantom boost! ”

In order for a spiritualist to make a difference, the Deed Phantom must at least be elite.

And Wu Ming has also done business, knowing that this elite species, even though phantom eggs, is also moving tens of thousands, especially those little things, tens of thousands of possibilities!

“For the last time in our relationship! ”

In the alley behind the tavern, Fengxinzi snuck out, handed over a bag of coins to the bag, gave a detailed order, and turned around and walked away.

“Don't worry! There won't be another time! ”

I couldn't feel my hands squeezing my fists.

Dark at night.

He flew a few places, picking up a large number of coin crystal cards from the cracks and in the darkroom.

“Tsk... dude, at least seven or eight thousand, right? I don't know how many years I've saved...”

Wu Ming followed him closely, and his heart was even more agitated: “This man took out the spiritual coin definitely to buy a second phantom spirit... is that the key to the transformation of the ghost sky machine, right here? ”

In memory, the appearance of the god ghost astronomer star is the illusion of the rank of war general, let alone the form of his previous observation.

Obviously, this mutation, maybe today!

“If he was going to buy phantom eggs, he would choose… the black market! ”

Wu Ming made a decision and was not surprised to see the bag unnoticed changing clothes. He shielded his face so tightly and firmly that he rushed to the outskirts of Zhongzhou City.

“That's true! Although his money is on the right path, if he goes shopping brightly, he will be killed the next day by his enemies, so this is the only choice..."

Zhongzhou City is a large commercial city with a black market.

Items sold here are irrelevant, depend only on money, there are a lot of counterfeit goods, and of course there is no shortage of rare goods, and once they get out of the black market, safety issues are irresponsible.

In such a market, naturally, it's not in Central State City, but in the suburbs.

Bao unconsciously found the black market on familiar roads, and did not have to identify himself to enter directly.

Boom!

Underneath the shattered small building is a huge underground melting hole, a large number of shops scale, brilliant lights, the late at night, the more lively and noisy the place is.

“Here we go again... the black market...”

Unaware of the dark colour on his face, the bag spirited up and swept back and forth in the shop selling phantoms.

“The Great Grey Wolf? Ordinary, no! ”

“Breeze sculpture, elite! Too bad the tail is broken... give up! ”

“Sunflower Demon? Excellent property, just too expensive... I can't afford it...”

……

Wu Ming followed the bag unconsciously and saw him floating back where he was selling the spiritual beast cubs. Finally, he bit his teeth. He was obviously shy in his bag and came to the spiritual egg store next to him.

The price of phantom eggs is naturally lower than that of all kinds of pups, but the risk is even greater, and the spiritualist needs to grasp it.

On the shelf, all kinds of phantom eggs are white and glowing.

The bag suddenly paused and turned to the other corner.

There, there are scattered pieces of phantom eggs with very poor taste, even yet to be identified.

“This is…”

He picked up a phantom egg and suddenly released a very complex glow in his eyes: "… there is a feeling with my phantom... what kind of egg is this? ”

Spin, the bag immediately seemed to think of something, suddenly flipped the egg and immediately saw a star-like trace: “Sure... there is! ”

He took two steps back and mumbled in his mouth.

In my mind, it was like an electric flame that I saw the scene that made him curse his phantom eggs millions of times.

“Same position… same marks, coincidence? ”

Bao doesn't realize that although he has some talent, he doesn't have a famous master, and his abilities are ordinary. Otherwise, he would have made a fortune from this, and he wouldn't have been so hard to mix.

The last time he gambled on that phantom egg, he had an adventure and saw Jia Kunming's hand tag.

His teacher, the old Ranger who took him into the Hall of the Spiritualist, although not very powerful, saw the news, the relics, and hid a page of paperwork, said to be a manuscript of Jia Kung next year!

Although the manuscript is broken for the most part, the second part records one of the characteristics of some kind of divine underworld phantom egg, which is this star mark!

Unfortunately, the manuscript was broken, and all he knew was that such traces appeared, most likely illusory spirits of the divine underworld, but he had no idea what kind or ability it was.

But because of his blind obedience to Ja Kwan Ming, he gambled once. Now, do you want to gamble twice?

“This phantom egg, how much? ”

He hesitated and asked in a dull voice.

“This is a phantom that our connoisseurs can't get through, most likely with other special abilities. Oh, just a thousand coins! ”

The waiter smiled and squinted. This look on the face of the wrongdoer made the bag seem like it was back in the day.

“A thousand? ”

This is a very small amount, and although he can afford it, his budget for purchasing elite phantom eggs is bound to be considerably reduced.

And do you really want to bet on this?

Without this thousand bucks, you may have to cross your arms with the illusion of your true heart!

He hesitated, placing the phantom egg back on the shelf, walking two steps and looking at the other counter.

“Knock it off! ”

At this time, on his wrist, a circle of black lines appeared, and the harmless phantom spirits actually communicated their souls automatically, passing on emotions through deeds.

“Wait a minute! Maybe I shouldn't give up! ”

Unconsciously turning around, the bag seemed determined and suddenly realized that the phantom egg was in the hands of another Guest.