Overgod Ascension

Grade 7 Golden Immortal, is a world character, living with the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon, swimming with the origin.

By this point, almost the entire world can be represented, with few possibilities of confusion.

But Zenith Immortal is a native Golden Immortal. Wu Ming is an outsider after all. If he is in the Huangting World, with his authority, Zenith Immortal Immortal is absolutely unlikely to haunt anything, but in the weekly world, as long as Zenith Immortal honors the money, there is hope to do so.

It's just that hiding from the sea is all about hiding.

Like Wu Ming, it's just a matter of mindfulness to see through the mist.

“Is this... dragon air? Like a front-loaded thing, fueled all the time, playing with the demons? ”

After careful identification, Wu Minghuang's chilling smile widened.

Zhou Guoxiang has faded, there is no possibility of recovery. No matter how much dragon gas the little emperor has been sent, it will only burn out like a fire with accumulated wages. In the end, nothing is left.

The Immortal God did this, naturally not to support the Week, but just to create as much trouble for Wuhu as possible.

With this strong support, if Wuyan is truly in a hurry to unify the world and go straight to the north, there is a real possibility that he will lose greatly inside and outside.

“Did the husband find anything? ”

Wu Xiao blinked her eyes and the rare appearance of her little daughter.

“O 22977; … You once told me that your wish is to calm this mess! Now... are you willing to be sickened as Lord of the New Dynasty or as Lord Zhou's son? ”

Wu Ming asked quietly.

In fact, he doesn't have to speculate to know the answer.

“In the nineteen states of the world, there are those who live in their own homes… The Great Zhou Guoxiang has faded, and it is long past the time of the alternation of destiny! ”

Wu Xiao replied without hesitation.

“That's enough for your current accomplishments, your territory, your army, your landings! ”

There is still a big difference between hitting the whole world and meditating and going to the poles right now.

At least in Wu Ming's view, the latter must be a little more forthright than the former, with the smell of a thorny entrepreneurial owner, while the latter has a somewhat unusual feeling of robbing people of basic businesses.

“The Emperor? ”

Wu Zheng's lips rose and his face looked a little rigid: “Have you finally come this far? ”

“Though there are only a few traces, the papal pie of this little court must be planning some bad things. It must be to encourage northern logging and then take the opportunity to wreak havoc! ”

Wu Ming casually said: "In order to prevent this, we should simply scrap their roots! ”

The purpose of these pawns is still to continue Zhou Guoxiang, but after the pot draws its wages and abolishes the emperor?

They naturally become passive water, treeless, not even the last big name, and nature will not start any more waves.

“Hey... a bunch of chickens, wanting to sneak around! ”

Takeshi listened, but an undisguised killing machine appeared on his face.

These conspiracies, even if she doesn't realize it, may still have a few points, but now...

……

“Lord Zhang, Lord Li, General Wang… you are all here, very good, it is indeed Zhou's loyal subjects! ”

In a hidden courtyard, Qian faithfully saw several officials and generals who had come in minimally. His face revealed a smile and turned to Sumu: "I have been commanded by the Prince to fight against disobedience and hope that you will help me! ”

To be honest, Zhou Xiao Dynasty was only used by Wu Xiao to fill the front door. The real power is still reserved for the officials and generals in the Wang Shogun. Few people can pull Qian Zhongneng from it. There is only one four-door school captain who holds the greatest power. To be honest, it is a gatekeeper...

Of course, the door that people are looking at is the front door of Dingzhou, and there are thousands of people under it, and the key moment is also a lot of power.

“Mrs. Qian, I'm waiting to honor your loyalty, but does Your Majesty really want to deal with the King? ”

A clerk asked worried: “Ding Wang has just beaten the south, his reputation is strong. I will wait for this to happen. It is no different than hitting the stone with an egg. Mantis arms are the car...”

“Stupid! Where will His Majesty be? ”

Qian Zhong did not hesitate to reprimand him: “Wuzhu is a thief of mischief, for everyone... here I am, and His Majesty's bandages! ”

Without hesitation, however, a clear yellow corner was removed and the dark brown font on it was unusually prominent.

“The purpose of the Holy See is this. Are you waiting to pick it up? ”

Qian Zhong raised his coat with a dahir, and the cold light appeared in his eyes.

He had already ambushed his men outside, and if there was a three-hearted wall grass at this time, naturally, he would kill it immediately to exemplify it.

“Command of the late general! ”

A bearded general looked at the Holy Spirit, especially the Emperor's private seal, and did not hesitate to kneel.

“Subordinates obey! ”

Seeing that this will lead the way, other civilians will follow up immediately.

“Very well... Lord Wang was right about one thing, with our strength at this time, when ordering the Wang Dajun class, we really can't do anything, so now just do one thing! ”

Qian Zhonghui said: "Encourage the people, please go north! ”

With the massive army repression, these people can't turn over any waves, their only chance is when Wuhui leads the army out of Dingzhou.

“Tiger off the mountain? This is amazing! ”

The general was immediately excited.

But just then, there was a sudden disturbance outside.

“What are you going to do… ah! ”

The sound of armor sounded loud, a large number of soldiers broke in, a valiant servant in his own identity, wanted to go to the previous theory, but was stabbed in the chest by a smiling elite, and he was disgusted.

Boom!

The door was unnecessarily broken open, a shady general walked into the meteor and swept on Qian Zhong and others' faces: "Okay! Good, everybody's here! ”

“How dare you be so rude in the presence of Taifu?! ”

The most intimate treason was broken, which was almost a major crime of the Jiu clan. A civilian was frightened at once and had yet another lucky heart to come out and curse.

Pfft!

It's just that he hasn't finished his speech, and the snowy blade doesn't go into his heart.

“By order of the king, we will capture the rebels and kill the rebels! ”

The general drank aloud: "Will you catch him before he hurries? ”

“It's broken! ”

Qian Zhongtong's hands and feet were cold and only felt a pot of cold water poured from his head.

His greatest concern at this time is not himself, but the Emperor in the Deep Palace. What can His Majesty do if he leaks on his side and implicates the past?

As soon as he thought of it, he immediately appeared in his eyes, his hands pressed hard, and his coat was to be destroyed.

“Hey!”

The general's eyes hurried, his feet kicked the money to the ground, his right hand monkey arm salvaged, and suddenly he held the dahir in his hand.

“Tsk...”

The text and seal on it suddenly changed the colour of the general's collar: “Fortunately, I didn't let you destroy it. Otherwise, such crucial evidence, if it can't be presented to my king, I don't know how long it will be to be blinded by you dwarves! ”

“Traitor! ”

Qian Zhongmei broke his heart and spit a sip of blood.

“Scold me! Despite the scolding, you will soon become a lonely wild ghost... no, at least there are nine people to accompany you, you will not be lonely all the way! ”

The general smiled and looked around: "What about you? Do you want to grab them or die fighting them? ”

“Spell it! ”

Unfortunately, several schoolcaptains drew swords.

“Kill!”

The general did not wrinkle his eyebrows, he commanded directly.

Several elites, such as wolf-like tigers, immediately jumped on each other, waving the steel knife on their hands.

The warlord of the rank of captain officer, even though sharp with a sword, how is it possible to wear armor at any time? Suddenly, a few crisp sounds were heard: their blades were cut on the soldiers' armor and sparks were wiped out, while the soldiers' machetes stabbed them without courtesy.

Pfft!

The blade penetrated the human body, and the blood slowly spilled out of the scene, suddenly in the presence of the civilian white, some scolded the traitor, directly slaughtered, some shuddered, kneeling for forgiveness: "We will surrender! May it descend!”

Qian Zhongxiang saw this, only found his chest boring. He spit out his old blood and passed out completely...

……

“Bandages? ”

Soon after, Wu Zheng held the blood of the little emperor and a grin appeared on his face: "Chicken Si Chen? The plot was wrong? The little emperor said it was conclusive evidence that forced him to really show it to him... Somebody! ”

“Mark under! ”

The protégés waiting outside are naturally first-class elites and ready to die for Wuqiu.

“Guard the four doors of the palace with me to meet the little emperor! ”

Wu Xiao changed into a king's uniform. Rin said, the red dragon on his body was woven in gold and silver wire. The glow seemed to be shining, and he seemed to keep swimming.

Palace.

Ji Lin read a few books, she was just upset and couldn't read a word.

By now, his whole life was filled with an emotion of suffering and he deeply regretted that his royal decree had been too hasty and left little room for himself.

If Taifu and others succeed in launching it, it's okay, if things don't work out... then he won't dare to continue thinking about it.

Unfortunately, things were always moving towards the side he least wanted to happen.

Knock, knock!

Sound of neat footsteps, accompanied by a lot of armored mopping.

“Majesty, something terrible is wrong! ”

Lord Qiao came in with a piss: “Ding Wang... Ding Wang sent an army to surround the palace and bring in his own people! ”

Pfft!

Ji Lin shook her hand and the good rainfall porcelain cup fell to the ground and was smashed into pieces.

“Shen, Ding Wang Wuzhen, have seen His Majesty! ”

Two platoons of armored men poured in, and the spin was a martial arts monkey dressed in a crown.

“Ding Wang, what does this mean? ”

Though she was afraid to die, Ji Lin asked.

“To get justice back! ”

“Justice?” Ji Lin's heart trembled: “To whom? ”

“Naturally, to His Majesty...”

Takeshi threw it at his fingertips, and the bandage fell to the ground: "I do not know this will, how does His Majesty explain it? ”

Seeing that it was indeed his handbook, Kirin was forced into the deepest despair.