Overgod Ascension

Huang Tingdongtian.

A round of sunshine hanging at high altitude, breezy habits, beautiful and quiet mountain grass, vibrant life.

This seemingly unusual scenario is more difficult and more expensive for the people of the West Side of the week who have just experienced an 'extinction'.

“It's just...”

Wu Ming came to the edge of the fiery sun, and the hot temperature had no effect on him. Instead, he had a strange color in his pupil: “This is not a real fierce sun, it is just a projection of the outside world... Surely, it is not the real world, even though the hollow sky, it is not self-sufficient? ”

Being able to exist independently and grow nutrients from the chaos of the universe is a huge distinguishing sign between the world and other holes in heaven and earth and half the surface.

The original main temple, also has this function, but at this time, it seems to be missing a key component, the power can be reduced a lot, so Wu Ming has to go to other worlds to plunder the origin in order to be able to use it.

“If you can recover some of the parts of the Lord's Temple that are broken, you may be able to restore some of the charm of the King of this artifact...”

Wu Ming shrugged for a moment and thought a few more people were found.

In the middle of a mountain.

The spiritual energy is gathered in the cave at the mountain's waist, turning into a thin, wired mist. If the practitioner sees it, he must immediately red-eye.

Being modernized by Wu Ming to Huang Tingdong Tian is the best spiritual vein in the world in the western realm of Dazhou. This mountain already has a slight spirituality. If it were tens of millions of years later, it would have to be said that all of them would have created their own gods and transformed into a god of Tianzhu Mountain.

“This mountain is full of spiritual power, I used it to rehearse the qi period, it's just...”

Deep in the cave, three people sat on their knees, two women were delicate, and there was also a middle-aged man, a golden beauty, with the unspeakable imperial character of Ling Ling, Miaoyi and Hao Tianyu Emperor.

“Just what? ”

When I heard Linglong say something, I opened my eyes and looked forward to asking.

“It's just that the heavens and the earth are different from our world... some of the Taoist rituals should still be modified, but this is harmless and elegant...”

Linglong Daojun slowed down.

While there are still some Western relics below, what are the three of them? Naturally disdainful, he searched for a spiritual pulse node and tried the next method. At this time, he finally returned to God.

“ …… ”

At this time, Ling Lung Daojun's words were heard, and they were all somewhat silent.

“This mountain is very spiritual, at least until the dawn...”

A wonderful monarch said: "When I've built my magic, I've got a little bit of self-preservation! ”

As the noble king, but the power of the unbound chicken at this time, these three people can still maintain their reason, they are already mentally resilient.

“Not bad... even though the world was a fake before, we have this opportunity, but we really have the shape, and we have not tried to regain the throne! ”

Linglong dashed with ambition and looked at Emperor Hao Tianyu again: “What is God going to do? Do you need to consult the details together? ”

“I... I am walking in the Divine Path, the Immortal Path, and I remember several pieces, but I am not the right person...”

Emperor Hao Tianyu touched the rock wall, and a strange look appeared on his face: “If I want to climb to the top and take it upon myself to go back to Shinto, this mountain has a spirit, but there is no mountain god, but it is just right for me...”

“Hao Tiandou's Shinto, he did make quite fast progress at first...”

Miaoyi and Linglong glanced at each other. “I should support each other now. When the cultivation is complete, go and subdue the remaining people immediately. When you can add a faith to Hao Tiandou...”

“Thanks! ”

Hearing this, even though Emperor Hao Tianyu had a little more tenderness on his face: “Those who are left behind are also our ethnic group, very important... just...”

He said, his face was also confused: “I am Hao Tianyu Emperor. I feel familiar with the grass and the rivers around the hundred miles of mountain river. It seems like it belongs to the great Zhou territory, but it just seems a little different... Is it possible that during the great robbery, there was a great ability to take us away from some parts of the world and put us here? ”

Speaking of which, even though Ling and Miao - two Daoists, are also heavily colored.

At that time, the scene was nothing but a nightmare, and they were afraid to think about it.

“From a later point of view, the Genesis Purple Dragon should have been the creator who created the Divine Divinity and rescued us... the Violet Daoist, or the guy who impersonated Violet Daoist friends, who is it? ”

The more they thought, the more mysteries they felt, the clearer they knew the truth, the more ants they felt behind the scene: “We can only think of a long way! ”

“What's the big idea? ”

When the light flashed, a young man with a feather crown floated in the cave, smiling and asking.

“Who are you? ”

Ling Lung Dao consciously waved his hand, which was a feeling of weakness and powerlessness. Before, he summoned it. The banned gods and magical powers that waved were all turned into shadows. This made him laugh bitterly and think of his situation.

“Who am I? ”

Wu Ming smiled, and his purple breath turned into the appearance of Violet Daoist, even his voice became old score: “Do you remember that? ”

“Violet Daoist! ”

Emperor Hao Tianyu took two steps back: "No! Fake Violet King! ”

“What the hell do you want? ”

Wonderful a monarch frowned upside down. If it weren't for Wu Ming, she would still be the Daojun's esteem in the world. How could she have come to this?

Though dreaming, perhaps most people choose to spend their lives in dreams compared to cruel realities.

“Don't make it sound so bad, after all... the West Side Memorial World is just a delusion, even if I don't push it, it's about to enter the circle, you wait for it to be extinguished... Speaking of which, is this how you treat the lifesavers? ”

Wu Ming smiled slightly.

“Saved our lives? ”

Miaoyi, Linglong Daojun, and Emperor Hao Tianyu stared at each other: “You... are the Genesis Purple Dragon, the Creator?! ”

“Is there another fake or not? ”

Wu Ming slept, his temperament changed, like a nine-day cloud, and the underlying smell made the Emperor Hao Tianyu full of awe.

They are all Class 7 Golden Immortals who once mastered the character of the world, and although they have now lost their place, they can never mistake these causes.

A few people looked at it and it was a bit embarrassing. Miaoyi and Linglong were even more awkward: “I have seen the Lord of Creation! ”

“Well, that's it! ”

Wu Ming Da grinned and waved: “I rescued you Daojun, the ancient gods came out, and there was nothing else to think about. You are here to rest and rest and take care of the remnants of the outside world... Compared to Zhou Westward, this is the real world, let you live and reproduce...”

He is the Lord of Cave Heaven. If the survivors of the Great Week develop and even re-establish kingdoms and empires, it will be of great benefit to him, and he will naturally be pleased to see the results.

“Don't dare call me that...”

Linglong and Miaoyi both said: “Please call us Linglong and Miaoyi...”

“Not bad, I am no longer a Jade Emperor, but the vulgar family has a name, called Zhang Hao, the lord is casual...”

The Emperor Hao Tianyu is also capable of stretching out. He dares not take it, and goes straight.

“Good!”

These are the talents of hundreds of millions of arts and crafts from the western realm of the Great Zhou. The talents killed in several major robberies are also first-class intelligent people. Under unfavourable circumstances, they immediately asked for all of them, but they could see Wu Ming nodding in the dark.

He now weighs, and naturally will not see his predecessor, the ancient god of Taoism.

Even if their hearts resent each other, they must also threaten themselves. Not to mention that their strength is low now. If they want to climb to the Master, they do not know how long it will take. Even if they reach the Master, there are hollow heavens and the Temple of the Lord both layers of the law forbidden.

How can a normal person care about an ant's heart?

Now Wu Ming, that's pretty much the attitude.

And all three of them were old and handed over the matter of the remnants to them, and I'm sure he won't have to worry about it in the sky.

……

For Wu Ming, this illusion turned into an illusory fairy realm, which yielded a great deal.

But for his younger brother, he had no idea what his boss was like.

Even though Ji Fu, it just feels like the temple of the Lord is in shock, there is no such thing as a spin.

He snapped and then opened the door.

Between negligence, the stars shifted, and by the time he returned to God, he found himself above a large square.

The square is surrounded by a mist of chaos and a layer of starlight that is powerful and insurmountable.

“Son! ”

Spin, he heard a surprise call, turns out to be Zhu Si, he saw Ji Fu, tears in the corner of his eyes: “I thought I'd never see you again! ”

“Just...”

Though Ji Fu had a grumpy heart when he thought of the last moment, he waved again: “Come here... how do I use this trading feature? ”

When Zhu Si walked aside, the two returnees tried for half a day and finally understood the purpose of the trading market.

First of all, the most basic function is that the returner can consume a certain amount of merit, concealing his figure and number.

Then there are stalls in the square, where hosting requires merit, and where every deal is made, the main temple draws points.

This promptly caused Ji to repeat a few words of death and money, and to appreciate the pain of the senior returnees.

However, since the main temple charges fees and naturally provides notarized services, the children are the most unharmed.

Ji Fu and Zhu Si first concealed themselves and wandered around the market. It has to be said that the returnees were quite intelligent. Several stalls have begun to set up items and surrounded a lot of people. Unfortunately, few deals have been made.

“Seems to be the birth of the Westside of the week, as well as selling intelligence...”

Ji looked around and thought to herself.

These returnees, all new and returning before their demise, had no idea that the world had been destroyed in the western part of the week, otherwise those intelligence prices would have had to fall into the lows.

“Grandpa, I heard a message... we all seem to be rookies! ”

Zhu Si said: “Above us, there must be a bunch of old brand returners, maybe the next mission will hit...”

Upon hearing this, Ji's eyes immediately appeared a cloud of darkness.