Overgod Ascension

After a few side hits, Wu Ming finally figured out what it meant to be rich and small.

His idea, quite simply, is to borrow it all!

On the occasion of the celebration, Wu Ming's talent will inevitably attract a large wave of wingbirds, even the Immortal Dragon may be stunned.

Fatty's idea is simple. So many birds come down, maybe a blind cat hits a dead rat? At least there's a better chance, isn't there?

If he's lost, why don't you find a replacement next door?

“Talent...”

Wu Ming looked at the wealthy young man and was quite astonished.

“But... do you really think it's for that woman? ”

He asked with some curiosity.

“This…”

A few faint blushes appeared on the faces of the rich and the young: “In fact... with the talent and talent of the rich and the young, uh! And look, which woman on the mainland doesn't have to be adored at first sight? However, my father had strict orders and had to come..."

Speaking of which, he mysteriously approached a little bit, whispering, “Do you know what Brother Tai is? Although the chosen Dragon Rapid Son-in-law can only live in his daughter's cliff, his family can migrate to the vicinity and be sheltered by the Immortal Dragon King... My family is weak in the power of the spiritualist, and that's the only way to preserve it...”

“Oh…”

Wu Ming nodded thoughtfully: “Then the town near the daughter's cliff should all be formed after such a family gathering? ”

It has to be said that the world is in turmoil and that there are not a few families seeking extraterrestrial origins.

And the daughter cliff outside rumors have seen the Immortal Dragon King, that is, the Phantom Refuge at the junior level, the average spiritualist dares not to provoke, and is indeed a source of peaches.

With this in mind, Wu Ming couldn't help but think about Jia Kunming's illusion book.

“This Immortal Dragon, is a dragon system illusion spirit, is the best of outstanding species, has no double fighting power, the same level, even dare to confront silver species! ”

“And among the hundreds of immortals in the dragon, there is a possibility of a Immortal in the dragon! This is a silver phantom! Even among all silver breeds, the average monarchist is not an opponent at all...”

“Rumor has it, in the daughter's cliff, there is a fairy guardian of Dragon King! ”

Of course, today, through the map of Wuzhirong King, Wu Ming also knows one thing, that is the Immortal Dragon Clan in the daughter's cliff, not only has the Immortal Dragon King, but even a gold species of Immortal Dragon King!

Though rare, the Immortal Dragon also has several ethnic groups throughout the flaming continent.

Even though Wu Ming knew that the future of Jun Xuan Min had a Immortal Dragon King, he did not know which ethnic group gave birth to. It was impossible to find the past one by one.

Even with that determination, he did not know the exact distribution.

This time, there must be a map guarantee, and Wu Ming didn't expect his daughter's cliff, besides Dragon King, to have a Immortal Riding Dragon King.

“Also yes... the dragon can't see the end of the head. How many more can be discovered if the dragon king wants to hide? ”

Wu Ming touched his chin: “But... in that case, Jun Xuanzhi will obviously come too? ”

“What do you think, brother? ”

Across the street, the rich man's eyes barely looked at Wu Ming, biting his teeth again: “If Brother Tai promises to come down, then here is the accommodation, Brother is all wrapped up, and I will send you an extraordinary phantom egg! ”

“Oh... Major, you don't have to be so polite...”

Anyway, some time before the celebration, Wu Ming couldn't help but agree: “I am anonymous, I will have to take care of more and less in the future...”

“This is good, this is good...”

Upon hearing Wu Ming promise to come down, Young Master Fu immediately smiled blindly and dragged him to the courtyard of a mansion, ordering him to have a feast for wine.

“Don't look at this yard. It's actually very dark. It's been rented for a month. I need 5,000 coins...”

After three tours of wine, this rich young man was born to cook, but he didn't drag Wu Ming as an outsider to complain: “Wrong for the family, invite me to come and I won't come! ”

“Oh?”

Wu Ming was holding a glass of wine, but was not laughing: “I wonder what the criteria is for selecting men for this festival? ”

The daughter cliff is a Jedi, with a large number of dragon magic spirits, even the guardian of the dragon community, the monarch spiritualist, suddenly breaking into the trouble.

Anyway, the celebration is approaching, and Wu Ming doesn't mind waiting first class.

“Standard? The first is appearance, the second is character, and the third is talent for cultivation! ”

Rich Young Master for a while, but he was quite clear about this: “In appearance, nobody has any problems. In character, I am rich and little has nothing to say. That is the third point, the talent of the spiritualist is cultivated as... Alas...”

Wu Ming looked at him silently.

This wealthy family, who claims to have been human, has not even reached the rank of soldier. It is wrong to have two general level bodyguard shelters. I am afraid they will be slaughtered as fat sheep somewhere.

“How about a spiritualist? Is there a fight? ”

He questioned the tunnel.

“There is no rivalry, but the higher the spiritual master cultivates, the more opportunities there is for natural exhibition, the more advantageous... those who are better than wingbirds, fairy rider dragons, maybe they will also take the initiative contract... Many spiritual master, it is with this idea that they arrive. After all, fairy rider dragons and wingbirds are fantastic spirits, treasured...”

The rich man shook his head with regret: “Unfortunately, Master Ben has promised an outstanding meat hill, otherwise..."

He was confident, as if as soon as he appeared, not only would the women cry out to marry, but even cherishing the phantom spirit would be thrown under the auspices of the Eight Kings.

“I planned… there are actually only two of our brothers' competitors! ”

Rich said less eyebrow dancing and beat two fingers again.

“Oh, which two?” Wu Ming asked with a smile and a smile.

“One is Donghai's son, Bai. He has a good father, he is Donghai's king! Royal spiritualist! Rumor has it that I killed a handsome peak who did a lot of evil before, and I think I'm now in the ranks of king... I can't help but hear that this little white face is full of appearance and can lead a hundred birds to the face with one hand! ”

“There is also one, the Hundred Beasts Heavenly King, who has no background, but has the courage and courage of a man. He is a true monarch spiritualist. He hears that he is full of masculinity, pride, dry clouds, masculinity, he is also our strong enemy! ”

“Son White and the Beast Heavenly King? ”

Wu Mingruo touched his chin thoughtfully.

Both of them, he also had the impression that they were like the King of Mixed Monkeys and the King of Stabs, and belonged to the future king.

Of course, no matter how brilliant their titles may be, they will eventually submit to the glow of the spiritual master of the other god.

So he added: "Rich and small, you seem to have missed someone! ”

“Oh, who else? ”

Rich Soybean's eyes squinted and suddenly slapped his thigh: “Not bad, Master Ben forgot about Jun Xuanzhou's boy! Shit, shit! ”

His face was white and even his forehead showed sweat stains of fatty oil, making Wu Ming look funny.

“Oh, shit! Bad luck!”

Rich and small got up and walked one lap after another, and suddenly sat down. "Brother, we were supposed to fight together. Even though the boy Bai and the Hundred Animal Heavenly King were enough, we missed out on this kid, I'm afraid it's a little dangerous this time! ”

“Oh!”

Wu Ming held his smile and pretended to listen.

“This man is a talented man, an undisputed young man of the young life of the mainland. He has defeated many old monarch master spiritualists. Even though his fighting power is recognized as the top of the ranks, he has a pretty good reputation...”

The rich and young faces are filled with anguish: “How could I forget that this Jun Xuan Zhui is a big lucrative eye, where can I drill whenever there is cheap? ”

“Nevertheless, with your rich and small character, what is your fear? ”

Wu Ming is a serious tunnel.

“Different! Different!”

Rich young faces are full of bitter colors: "Brother, you don't know, this Xuan Xuan is very evil. He has a whiter face than his son Xiaobai. Have you heard of Frost and Lotus? These two spiritual masters are the last generation of wind and cloud characters, recognized beautiful women... defending themselves like jade for decades, at first sight of Jun Xuan Min, I couldn't help but pour the sticker, the old cow eats young grass! Danger! ”

“Pfft!”

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming almost couldn't help but spray: “Although it's all right, how can you say it out of your mouth, it just sounds so wrong? ”

In fact, Frost and Lotus are only thirty or forty years old, not to mention the centuries-old lifespan of the spiritualist, even though in ordinary people, Xu is half old, the age of lingering style.

Of course, if you compare the age of Jun Xuanzhen to that of Jun Xuanzhen, then the absolute old cow eats grass, which is completely irrefutable.

“Cough...”

At this time, standing behind the rich young master, it was like a spirit master of the sculpture could not help but cough: “Major! After all, Jun Xuanzhi is the leader of the Resistance Army, the son of the Jun family, or the spiritual master at the junior level. Please be cautious..."

Another spiritualist also interfaced: “The master meant, but the young man was able to win a favor over the wingbird, and the daughter of the family married, so he was satisfied..."

“No!”

The rich young man immediately shook his head like a wave drum: “I don't want those ordinary women, I want the Virgin of the House! ”

His face was filled with light, he was like a pig's head, even drooling out: “Anonymous brother, do you know, I have detected the news, at this festival of the women, the Virgin will also choose her son-in-law... I heard that she is the daughter of the previous generation, 18 years old, raw, that is the face of the moon, the sunken fish falling geese, ordinary language can not describe it at all! ”

“Eighteen? The daughter of an ascendant? ”

Wu Ming heard this, but his face collapsed even more. An implicit hunch emerged: “Can't it be such a coincidence? ”