Overgod Ascension

“He family dare to deceive my son, kill him! ”

Outside the hall, the Jade Sword Book grew swords and flashed. Several servants who had stayed outside the hall suddenly appeared at the neck of a red line and fell soft.

Everyone outside lost their voice and a few of them flashed, slowly exiting the circle.

A moment later, the grey-faced elder Yun and the exhilarating Yuan Qingleaf of his eyes also withdrew.

‘I can't believe... this time it went smoothly! ’

Yuan Qingye thought of Wu Ming's promise and couldn't help but be heartened: ‘With the prestige of a martial artist, it's enough to guarantee the principal for 50 years! Too bad he doesn't want to really teach the young master... but as long as we are polite and respectful, we will always be able to stay in love, Xu Xu Tu's future...’

Of course he did not know that Wu Ming was not prepared to live in the world for long periods of time. He took a handful and left.

Naturally, then, you don't care about your reputation.

It's hard to tell who the deal is.

Boom!

At this point, on the outskirts of the mountain gate, another teenager fell to the ground, his cheeks recessed and his lips cracked dry.

“Ko! Ko!”

One of the warriors next to him was already in pain, and immediately before seeing this, he opened the water bag and fed it to fresh water.

After a busy time, he lifted the teenager up and walked down the hill, his face filled with anger: "Even if it's a local list? Can it be so humiliating? ”

In his eyes, the gift of his own son, no one else takes it, that is a big blind eye, and quite sorry for him.

At this time, Wu Ming has been completely hated.

Behind his back, he had just walked up the mountain lane and saw the clouds pouring in, seemingly with a figure.

Whoo-hoo!

In the midst of all the ghosts crying, the mountain ghost male's tall figure has quickly climbed to the edge of the mountain: “Where are the martial artists? If you offend me, I can't keep you! ”

He sounded stuffy and smelled the mountains.

Some of the disciples who practiced their inner kung fu as low as they could see, passed out directly.

“Who is the heavenly elephant, Ghost Mountain Man? He's here to kill martial arts men? ”

This martial artist snapped and rejoiced: “Ha ha... martial artist, your end is here! Senior Mountain Ghost Hung, I belong to Zhongwu County, would like to attach the tail, and my nephew..."

Pfft!

A big hand fell and crushed him with his nephew into chyme.

But Ghost Mountain Hung thought he was too noisy and slapped him...

……

“Is this… a realm player? ”

Inside the Black Tiger Hall, Wu Ming felt the aura faster than any other warrior. He had to come to the outside world and look across the clouds of ghosts. The light flashed in his eyes.

“It's the Mountain Ghost Hung... the 36th heavenly list, the Ghost Soul! ”

Yu Jiansheng shook Miaoyu's teeth and the whole person almost turned into a piece of dirt: “We're fucked! ”

“Bad!”

“Let's go! ”

The square was a mess, but Yuan Qingleaf flew quickly to Wu Ming.

‘You idiots! ’

He looked at the people behind him in the north-south, with a cold colour in his eyes: 'Mountain Ghost Hung is famous for killing innocents, and now he wants to get rid of the relationship? For now, there's only one bet left! ’

Yuan Qingleaf Yang said: "Senior martial artist, Yuan Qingleaf wishes to be a dog and horse, to fight strong enemies! ”

Like him, there was Lin Xinlan, but the woman didn't say anything at all, just standing behind Wu Ming has explained everything.

‘Is there a chance? ’

Jade Swordsman and Miaoyu look at each other, they are some unbelievable.

The martial artist's method of controlling water is indeed sharp, but he has never demonstrated a single meteorological capability since coming out.

It is not possible to attract weather outside, it is not the heavenly one.

In the eyes of everyone, Wu Ming is not at the top of the local ranks at this time. In terms of his appearance, it is already a remarkable thing. Even if he is so young as he seems, he hopes to be on the planetary list in the future 80%!

But how can the seed of an elephant warrior be an opponent of the old heavenly realm?

Whoo-hoo!

By this time, the clouds of ghosts have reached the top of the Black Tiger Mountain, wrapping the entire rudder.

The evil black cloud seemed to form a funnel. At the bottom, a martial artist walked in. He was tall, thin as a bamboo pole, and his hands were like chicken claws. Green light appeared in his narrow eyes, causing him to shudder at first sight.

Thirty-sixth in the list! Monster Soul Mountain Ghost Hung!

“Mountain seniors, we are not accomplices to this man, but victims of his obscenity! ”

After his appearance, a group of former fighters saw the wind at the helm and immediately slammed Wu Mingkou.

Lin Xinlan looked at the warrior who was still bowing down before. This happened in the blink of an eye. I don't know why. I always wanted to laugh, but I couldn't laugh.

“Pfft... why do you have to wait to point fingers when someone is working on my mountain? ”

The mountain ghost male smiled and counted, his eyes were full of greenery, and the ghosts in the clouds flew out. In a moment, a group of homeowners surrounded by them were booked.

“Martial artist! ”

His face was apathetic, as if he had strangled a bunch of ants and looked at Wu Ming again.

“Exactly, are you a mountain ghost? What's my vendetta with you? ”

Wu Ming's eyes emitted a fine light. The feeling of almost looking inside and outside him made Mountain Ghost Hung very dissatisfied: “Kid, your eyes are really...”

Shh!

In the course of the conversation, the two black lines flew like electric lightning stone fire, stabbing Wu Ming in the eyes.

Go, go! Come on, come on!

No one can imagine, Mountain Ghost Hung is so impudent, he suddenly poisoned his hand in his speech! And this black line, it's so fast, it's almost as fast as it sounds!

Knock!

But if he moves faster, how can he hide it from Wu Ming?

As soon as the power of the Numen moved, the two water lines flew out silently, blocking three feet in front of them, and the instant one was strangled with the black line.

Boo!

A little Mars appears to have emerged in the void, and there is no trace between the black and white lines.

“Ok…”

Mountain Ghost Hung slightly moves his face: “It can block the old man's 'double ghost locking soul', your strength is enough to compete for the head of the local ranks! It's just a shame...”

He shook his head, seemingly regretting: “Even so, it is only a local list, and there is an insurmountable gap with the heavens! If you stop here, it's your holiday next year! ”

However, in Wu Ming's eyes, Mountain Ghost Hung did not see any fluctuations.

This is undoubtedly a very unusual thing.

He had killed a lot of masters, faced with the spirits, they had despair, anger, or all kinds of secret tricks, but Mountain Ghost Hung had never seen such eyes.

High above, like a god overlooking the world, with a hint of curiosity - as if a reckless child suddenly sees a novel ant!

‘You think I'm an ant! ’

Mountain Ghost Hung is angry! Out of anger!

He is not a very generous and large number of people. He once pissed off Hexi Mingman Feng Shadow. He killed 72 mouths of his family. Even Feng Shadow himself was stripped of his skin and cramped. He hung himself with a magic potion and hung himself on the gates of the city. He moaned for three days and three nights before complacency!

“Okay, great! ”

The surrounding ghost clouds were dense to the extreme, instantly dropped, making the surrounding hands almost invisible. Only the cold voice of the mountain ghost male came: “Martial arts man... If you can hold on to your husband for another ten rounds, the old man admires you! ”

“Bang!”

Across from him, Wu Ming suddenly clapped his hands: “I understand... astronomical martial artists can already choose a purified cultivation from the ragged blood, influencing the outside weather with their own nature... is to show that the weather is different! No... it's not a choice, it's a relationship of kung fu! ”

Mortals in the world of divine martial arts, full of divine blood, are overwhelming.

The operation of various internal work routes is the process of cultivating internal strength and nourishing blood veins. This phenomenon becomes more obvious after reaching the local level 4, and can even give feedback on some of the powers!

And the heavenly realm must be dedicated, purifying the blood of anastomosis, forming its own 'own phase’, from the inside out, with the power of blood, influencing the outside world's weather!

How frightening is the power of the ancient gods? Even if it's just a little purified blood, it's enough to affect the range of miles for the weather!

This is the secret of the world of martial arts, level 5 martial arts!

Wu Ming still had some doubts, but now that he sees Shan Ghost Hung acting, he is clear most of the time.

“Thus, the deep inner work of the world of divine martial arts must go with some kind of ancient demon, or the wild beast of divine beasts. Otherwise, it will be powerless to succeed the Emperor… Are the eight scholarships of Wuhuang, the inheritance of the eight ancient class 6 demons? ”

Even among the wild beasts, strength is strong and weak.

The top batch, which is necessarily Level 6 or above, is capable of eliciting the type of power of the world, or can be named Divine Demon or Divine Beast!

This elephant-grade exercise choice is very important.

Once the potential of the chosen beast is limited and even the ancient period cannot break through level 6, it is clear that the warrior is even more hopeless. Even though he continues to have enough blood power to enter the Nirvana period, he cannot cast the body of the demon!

‘How can Wuhuang, a human being and the blood of the eight great gods and beasts, develop to the limit, the body of the demons cast by the power of blood, merge the eight gods and beasts of the gods and beasts, be astonished? ’

A doubt suddenly appeared in Wu Ming's mind.

‘How can you disappear silently with such ingenuity? As for old death, it is even more unlikely... even though it was only a thousand and five hundred years ago... more than the ancient god Shou Yuan, if there is no external influence, he will definitely be alive! ’

Wu Mingxiang was somewhat excited and set himself another small goal - to find Wuhuang, the son of God's destiny in the world of martial arts! With his immortal divinity and luck, he must know the whereabouts of the parts of the main temple.

“You want to die! ”

Seeing Wu Ming was still not at all surprised. Instead, the mountain ghost male could not stand it any longer. Waving his hand, the black cloud surged, and the phantom of all ghosts appeared in it, roaring, seemingly choosing someone to eat.

In the surrounding square, silently turned into powder under black gas, demonstrating a terrible attack power.

“Spirit of God! ”