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Wind and Cloud World.

The gate of the Imperial City.

Xiongba came with the people of the Hongmeng Sect, and his consciousness sank into the chat group.

The Overlord of the World Association: "When people go to the imperial city, the demons haven't seen it yet. I will broadcast live to everyone and rule the world, and come to the Supreme!"

After knowing the news of the extraterritorial demons, he instructed his subordinates to look for them, but unfortunately he did not find anyone who matched the extraterritorial demons.

God's dog: "The hero of the gang is domineering! There is no need to rush things out of the outside world. If he doesn't jump out by himself, it will be difficult for outsiders to find it."

"However, even if the demons from outside the territory are very capable, they will definitely make a noise in the rivers and lakes. The heroic gang leader just wait patiently!"

The Lord of Qin: "I seem to smell a big villain. In this case, I am afraid that it will not be smooth for the heroic hegemon to ascend to the supreme position!"

God's dog: "The world in which the gang leader lives is a cartoon version. Emperor Wuchang also has a brother, Emperor Wenlong."

"Emperor Wenlong has learned Wu Wudi's true Xuanwu skills, and his strength is good. He will definitely jump out and stop it!"

"But with the current cultivation level of the gang leader, let alone Emperor Wenlong, even if Wu Wudi comes, he is not an opponent!"

The Overlord of the World Association: "Yes, if they dare to appear, they will just bring blood to my god!"

"Enter the city!"

Xiongba started the live broadcast, waved his hand, and entered the imperial city with his masters and army.

"Is Xiongba going to rule the world? Not bad!"

Hong Meng, who has been paying attention to the group news, nodded secretly.

It seems to have seen a large wave of belief power coming.

The more important thing is to unify the world and hold national sacrifices, Hongmeng can get the power of a country's luck.

The power of luck is incomparably mysterious and infinitely useful.

Even the saints of the prehistoric world will fight each other in order to compete for the power of luck, and even their brothers will turn against each other.

It can be seen that the power of luck is strong.

The daughter of destiny or the daughter of great fortune, when sacrificed, their power of fortune is increased and becomes the power of the source.

This is actually just a very, very small part of their own power of luck.

Most of their power of luck has been transformed into their own heritage after the increase.

This is also the fundamental reason why they can become heroes or holy spirits after amplification.

If they are ordinary beauties, even if they are boosted, it is difficult to become heroes or holy spirits, unless they are fanatics.

The mad believers are extremely devout in their beliefs, and they will be blessed by the power of the gods of faith, and they can naturally transform into heroes or holy spirits.

While holding a national festival, it is impossible for a country to increase the power of luck and become a hero or a holy spirit.

Therefore, it is possible to increase into a huge source of power, and more likely to increase into other more precious existences.

Hong Meng had some expectations in his heart.

Although Ying Zheng worshipped once.

But the scale of that time was average, and the Qin state did not rule the world, so it did not meet the requirements of the state sacrifice.

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Palace, Golden Palace.

Emperor Wuchang sat on the dragon chair with a gloomy face, his eyes glanced at the civil and military officials below, and his heart was even more angry.

"Now that the tyrants are under the city, are you talking?"

"Could it be that you can't even deal with a Jianghu force? What's the use of raising you?"

Emperor Wuchang pointed at each and everyone of the civil and military, and roared angrily.

However, the civil and military officials did not seem to see or hear.

Xiongba is destiny, and there is a great god behind him.

They are just mere mortals, how can they fight against gods?

Eighty-nine out of ten of them had believed in the god of Hongmeng and had taken refuge in Xiongba.

In this silent and depressing atmosphere, the Minister of War suddenly raised his head and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty, the leader is destiny, and is the spokesperson of my god in the world."

"If Your Majesty knows the time of day and knows how to advance and retreat, you should abdicate and let the sages inherit the supreme position!"

"You...you scoundrel!"

Emperor Wuchang was furious, and his eyes were fixed on the Minister of War. This was a blatant betrayal.

"Come here, drag this scoundrel and thief down for me, five horses... five horses to divide the body!"

The Emperor Wuchang roared like an angry lion.

However.

There was no movement in the main hall, and no soldiers came in outside.

"Also ask Your Majesty to abdicate and let the sages!"

"Also ask Your Majesty to abdicate and let the sages!"

Instead, Manchao Wenwu stood up at the same time and said neatly.

"You... do you all want to rebel?"

Emperor Wuchang's face was pale, his body was shaky, and he almost fell to the ground.

He knew that many people took refuge in Xiongba.

But I never imagined that the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty would all turn to Xiongba.

"Your Majesty, we didn't rebel."

"But the leader is the destiny!"

"Destiny cannot be violated!"

The minister of civil and military affairs seemed to have made an appointment, Qi Qi said.

"Haha, what the ministers said is very true. Emperor Wuchang, who knows the current affairs is a handsome man. You should know that under the glory of my god, your situation is gone!"

A burst of laughter came from outside the hall.

Xiongba took Wen Chou Chou, Qin Shuang, Duan Lang, Dugu Yi Fang, Juggernaut and other masters, walking in a long march, as if no one else was there.

"Hero!"

Emperor Wuchang's body

Trembling, with fear in his eyes.

this time.

The majesty of the tyrants can't be added.

The world is big and small.

Shun Zhechang.

Rebels die.

Fierce.

No one can stop Xiongba's footsteps.

"The country is picturesque, vast and heavy, you can't bear it!"

Xiongba stared at Emperor Wuchang with a fierce and unquestionable look, and said, "Supreme, abdicate!"

As he spoke, a ferocious and terrifying energy permeated from Xiongba.

Shivering towards Chinese Wu.

As if being stared at by a tiger.

The Emperor Wuchang faced the tyrant, his calf trembling, if he hadn't leaned on the dragon chair, he would have fallen and slumped to the ground.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Emperor Wuchang's face was as pale as paper, and he pointed at Xiongba with trembling fingers.

"I just saw that you are too tired, Supreme, and I want to help you take care of this wonderful country!"

Xiongba smiled slightly and said in a deep voice.

"you……"

Emperor Wuchang's face was ashen.

Help me take care of this great country?

Would you mind saying that?

Really shameless.

"Hero!"

At this moment, a steady and heavy voice sounded from the back of the Golden Palace, trembling towards Wen Wu's body, as if thinking of something.

Emperor Wuchang's originally frightened eyes became calm and calm, as if he saw a life-saving straw, and he was ecstatic.

"Emperor Wenlong, you really came!"

Xiongba raised his head and saw an imposing old man in a dragon robe walking out from the screen behind the Golden Palace.

Who else is Emperor Wenlong?

Xiongba was not surprised by the appearance of Emperor Wenlong.

He looked at Emperor Wenlong and said domineeringly: "Do you think you can stop this seat?"

"Xiongba, you are indeed amazing. You have been promoted to the peak of heaven and man in a short period of time. I am indeed not your opponent, but someone can stop you!"

While speaking, nearly ten people walked out behind Emperor Wenlong.

They have different temperaments, and their outfits are even more bizarre.

But there is one common feature.

The breath is like a sea.

His eyes were like knives and swords.

Incredibly powerful.

"Wu Wudi, Emperor Shitian, Immortal God, Xiao San Xiao, the first evil emperor, the second sword emperor, the third pig emperor..."

"Oh, it's interesting, all of them are hidden masters. I didn't expect to be here today, but it saves me from having to look for them one by one in the future!"

Xiongba was stunned for a moment, then he didn't care and smiled.

"Xiongba, you actually know us?"

Di Shitian wore an ice sculpture mask and said in surprise:

"Did that evil god tell you?"

Although he likes to play in the world, there are not many people who know him in the world, and there is absolutely no such person as Xiongba.

There are no subordinates of the tyrant.

There is also the immortal god of immortality. This guy likes to have fun in his own search for the gods, and he basically does not appear in front of people.

Even fewer people knew him.

Xiaosanxiao and Wu Wudi are basically hidden from the world.

Almost no one in the arena knows them.

Unexpectedly, Xiongba knew them all.

"Originally, I wanted to give you a chance to believe in my god, but you dare to blaspheme the great god of Hongmeng, then you all make sacrifices to my god!"

Hearing that everyone called God the Evil God, Xiongba's expression turned cold, and his killing intent was rampant.

"Hmph, I want to see how strong the power bestowed by you, the Heretic God, can match my true basalt skills?"

Wu Wudi snorted coldly, he was extremely burly, with thick black hair, a kind of invincible aura that looked down on the world and I was invincible.

In his eyes, the original tyrant was nothing but an ant. Even if there is a peak cultivation base of heaven and man, it is a gift from the evil god.

For this kind of heaven and man who relies on external forces to achieve success.

He can't look down on it!

"The mere mortals have no idea how great my God is!"

The domineering momentum erupted, the long hair was flying, and the domineering was full.

"Okay, okay, no one has dared to be so arrogant in front of me Wu Wudi for a long time, let me see how strong the power of the Heretic God you have acquired!"

Wu Wudi's aura suddenly rose, like a mountain rising from the ground.

boom.

The dome of the Golden Palace shattered instantly, revealing a large hole. The bright sunlight shone down from the sky and fell on Wu Wudi, setting him off like an undefeated god of war.

In the chat group, the eyes of all members of the group glowed.

The descendant of the Dayan royal family: "This Wu Wudi is so terrifying, no wonder he dares to name himself Wudi, there is an invincible potential!"

"Ordinary warriors are in front of him, let alone fighting, I'm afraid they don't even have the courage to take action!"

The head of Huashan: "Wu Wudi created his own Xuanwu Zhen Gong and the top ten martial arts. After decades of cultivation, he was able to defeat an old monster like Di Shitian. He can be called a martial arts genius, but unfortunately his path has narrowed!"

The second head of Tu Shan: "Yeah, it's a pity, but it's hard for a person like him to believe in my god, blaspheme my god, and it's hard to atone for his sins!"

Descendants of the Royal Family of Dayan: "Almost all the hidden masters in the world of wind and clouds are here. As long as the heroic gang masters are wiped out, the world will be invincible."

God's dog: "Wu Wudi, laugh three laughs this

These people are not easy to deal with, can the master of the gang do it? "

Lord of Qin: "How can a man say no?"

The Overlord of the World Association: "Today, I will show you the Great Desolate Prisoner's Fingers given by my God, and exterminate these heretics!"

Cloud Lanzong Sect Master: "Inexplicably looking forward to it.jpg."

God's dog:

"Xiongba: evildoer, look at my finger in the great wilderness!"

"One finger confines the world!"

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