Overgod Ascension

“Lucky for her! ”

The teenager Xuan snorted cold, ungantly retracted the golden-eyed flying heavenly bird, the four-wing blue dragon roared, and continued to fly to the giant tree city.

“Unfortunately... this time out, no relics of Jia Kunming were found...”

“Humph! It's just a dead thing, you can't escape Master Ben's palm...”

……

The two spiritualists gradually moved away, and on the ground, a pile of crushed stones blew up, revealing the figure of the wolf of the left Lin bell.

“It's risky... it's not my fault that I practiced ancient martial arts. I died just now...”

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked away into the eyes of the sky full of a heavy colour: “The teenager... he was so harsh and spicy at a young age that he reached the level of handsome spiritualist, and manipulated a silver phantom spirit. This talent is hardly beneath the master. Where exactly is it sacred? ”

……

“My lord, Lin Zheng is negatively entrusted! ”

In Giant Tree City, Wu Ming looked at Zuo Lin in surprise and turned his face to Sumu: “Tell me exactly what you saw! ”

“Yes! ”

Though a little strange, Zuo Lin Lin gave a report in 1510, not even a single detail.

“A teenager named Xuanlui, a silver-type golden-eyed Tianbi, as well as a monarch spiritualist, a four-wing blue-backed dragon...”

Wu Mingkou slightly smiled bitterly: ‘I can't imagine... I have waited so long, but I can't wait. Left Lin bell accidentally went out once, but it can be touched. Is this the sky machine...'

He waved, “You go down! Take care of the wounds. Thank you for your hard work. ”

“Okay!”

Zuo Lin was a little confused, but he withdrew obediently.

Until after she completely left, Wu Ming's eyes turned dark, which was only a sobering sigh: “Jun Xuanzhi... the divine spiritualist of the flaming continent, the future Son of Heaven...”

He immediately recalled the information about Jun Xuanzhou.

This person is a hidden family - a gentleman, talented from birth, promoted to a handsome spiritual master at the age of fifteen, can be described as appalling.

Unfortunately, Wu Ming received too much information about the world before, and it was only later images of the spiritual master of God, and he didn't know much about the monarchy.

Even though I know it, I don't dare to kill directly at the door - they have a royal spiritualist sitting in town, the top power of the whole flaming continent!

“I remember that the first official appearance of Jun Xuanzhou was two years later. At that time, the rebel army ravaged the forest alliance. The unrest continued throughout the flaming continent. His appearance was at the junior level, killing the rebel tiger Erjun. He was immediately famous in the world. He was then secretly funded by the monarch, quickly swept the forest alliance to save the image of the hero, confronted the rebel army, finally promoted to the rank of king, killed the rebel king, built the empire...”

“At that time, the biggest volcano erupted on the flaming continent, almost sinking the entire continent for it. With the respect of the emperor, he killed deep into the volcanic mouth, crusaded against the fire element ethnic group, continuously killed the king and king who did not know how many fire elements. Finally, he obtained the illusion of God, the approval of the flaming emperor, calmed the disaster and became the savior of the flaming continent...”

A huge stream of memories emerged, and at the bottom of Wu Ming's heart was the killing intent that soared cold.

Heroes of each other, my vengeance!

Didn't he come here for the biggest purpose of killing each other before Jun Xuan Min had fully grown up?

“Only... based on all the traces of the spider, I deduced that Jun Xuan meditation would appear in Giant Tree City, on the occasion of the Bloody New Year, but I didn't expect that the Jun family would send a junior spiritualist, following him around for many years... some trouble...”

Wu Ming's current strength limit is only to be able to deal with the junior spiritual master. As for the result, he himself is not very sure.

The only thing that can rely on war is the special abilities of the Goddess Sky Planet.

……

While Wu Ming counted Jun Xuanzhi.

Inside the giant tree city, a magnificent palace, like a palace.

They are filled with beautiful forest breeders with a beautiful complexion, who smile like flowers and serve King Xuanzhen and the other gentleman as if he were a prince.

Throughout the flaming continent, the monarch is a top power and can be so privileged wherever you go.

Otherwise, this junior spiritualist is enough for them to knock it off.

“What's the matter? Xuan Mei?”

At this time, when he saw Jun Xuan with a wrinkle on his eyebrow and touched his brow heart, the master of spirits asked with some apprehension.

“Uncle... I don't know why... lately I've always had a feeling of insanity...”

Jun Xuan is no more than fifteen years old, but his face is beautiful. In every move, there is an unparalleled royal spirit. The Oriental hegemony can succeed in small cities, but the temper is as huge as the gap between the beggar and the emperor compared to Jun Xuan Xuan.

Uncle saw this, but waved his hand. All the maids of the forest on both sides bowed down and flew away quickly.

“Your rhinoceros can predict the evil of Fuji. There will be a great calamity here, and the restless mind is normal...”

The two uncles wore beards.

“Also...” Jun Xuan meditated and slowed his jaw: “Did Uncle Er bring me here to see the rebel king? Although he is also the king, he is not yet in my eyes..."

A royal spiritualist can't believe this assessment.

If it were another person, anyone would certainly feel too arrogant, but from the mouth of Jun Xuan, Uncle Er immediately felt natural, as if it should have been.

He laughed: "The rebel king is king after all! Though Xuan Zhui you will certainly be king in the future, you should still maintain some respect...”

Seeing no one, he lowered his voice: “And... this rebel king thing, several of our families, are behind it...”

“This nature… has always been chaotic, which one was initiated by the real common people? ”

Jun Xuan chuckled: “The Forest Alliance, contrary to the original intentions of several of our big families, let those common people crawl on our heads and prepare to unify the flaming continent, so that everyone can become a spiritual master... huh? What slogan is that? Without mortals, who do we exploit as spiritualists? ”

“This time… even though the senior members of the Forest Alliance can't see the CEO's approach, this New Year, send him a gorgeous thank you… disrupt everything before rebuilding! ”

“Well said! ”

Uncle Er slapped the beat: “The evil man made it for the rebel king. After the destruction of the Forest Alliance, my family will come to the mess anyway. It will not be the alliance, but the real empire! ”

The world is in turmoil, it is the misfortune of the common people, but it is the rave of truly prepared forces!

Through the re-establishment of order and the redistribution of resources, it is easy to rise to the top and gain the power of your dreams, as well as a great name!

Even in the previous life of Wu Ming, few emperors were truly rooted in ancient times.

And in a world where supernatural forces emerge, the transmission of knowledge is the transmission of power, which is held by the upper echelons, and the lower echelons are less likely to want to come forward.

Speaking of family plot, the two uncles were not forced to dance by eyebrows, but then some worries arose: “Although this rebel king has a real enemies with the alliance, he is the king after all, difficult to control...”

“Why control? ”

Jun Xuan asked stunnedly: “If my clan intervened too much, even though it controlled the rebel king, it would inevitably leave a mark after that, but it is not beautiful. It is better this way than now. It is only fuelled by clandestine efforts. Even if it becomes the climate in the future, my nephew also has the confidence to bomb! ”

In a few short sentences, the intention to remove the donkey is overwhelmingly obvious.

In this way, all the black history of the monarchy will naturally be eliminated, so that the future can unify the entire flaming continent in its brightest capacity.

“Okay, that's it! ”

Uncle Er listened, but nodded in unison, laughing and counting. He was extremely happy: “My family has left you, Kirin. The flaming continent of the future must be our monarch...”

“Hmm, what's a flaming continent in a district...”

Jun Xuan's hands grabbed in vain, seemed to have infinite ambition: “I will also build an empire of the former Ancients and the latter, conquer the other three continents and become the only ruler of the whole world! ”

His excitement, his incredibly infectious power, made the monarch spiritual master not to be subdued by some, gave birth to a somewhat effective mind...

……

“Chirp! ”

With the tri-color wingbird on the ground, Lord Lan dressed in a white robe and looked away at the city built on giant stumps. It seemed like a fire was about to set in his eyes: “The giant tree city finally arrived and ran far enough... However, even if it falls on the poor spring, I won't let go of your murderer! ”

Obviously, Wu Ming has received news of the lava tyrants and is extremely intelligent in the Oriental family, even though Oriental Pine does not know.

Otherwise, Lord Lan would not be so confident.

Psst... Psst!

Flames of varying colors blossom on the giant tree city, with colorful tassels hanging down, and the city seems to be plunged into celebration and hustle.

“This is…”

Lord Lan stopped a passerby and asked randomly.

“New Year… New Year's celebration is about to begin, and the CEO of the Forest Alliance is coming! ”

Lord Lan, who got this news, immediately fell into a trance: “New Year... what happened to the Star and Moon Empire? ”

She breathed a whitewash and firmly entered the city of joy.

“Here we go! ”

In the shadows, not knowing how many rebel high ranks converge with their backbones, a dark and vast plan has been hidden, like a highly poisonous spider spreading a large net, waiting for the prey to be hooked.

“Finally, here we go... the Bloody New Year celebration...”

In the hotel, Wu Ming also pushed the door against the ground for a long time, looking at the fireworks in the sky, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: “Such a bright and beautiful city, like fireworks, how long can it last? ”