Overgod Ascension

"You also saw it?"

Wu Ming looked around in a circle and saw the same sluggish expression of Shanlan.

"we……"

Shanlan and Linggu are bitter faces: "When did you choose a good camp?"

"how could I know?"

Wu Ming’s heart is a bit depressed, because the task of how to look at how ironic: "But ... since the task is taken, we can only work hard to complete, but fortunately we do not have to be directly hostile with Montenegro, and there is a black-chip city on the one hand to help... ”

Having said that, it may be difficult to say that the hearts of several people are quite different from the Montenegro who is in the mountains of Montenegro.

"Task changes... Do you want to tell the killing knife?"

Shanlan’s face changed a little, still saying: “That person is only a small leader in the **** alliance, but it can also mobilize some resources...”

"I am afraid... not so simple..."

Wu Ming is sighing: "How do you know that the other party is the same as our mission? If it is different, isn’t it handed over in vain?"

"This is..."

Both Linzi and Ling Guhong have changed their faces. Shanlan is even more convinced: "Yes, I owe it to you. Thank you for reminding me!"

Seeing this, Wu Ming immediately knew that the three men were obviously under too much pressure, and some of them were ignorant.

My heart is a glimpse: "Is the Shinto in this world so powerful?"

At this time, I didn’t say much. Several people chatted a few words and didn’t have the desire to continue. They went back to the wing and went to sleep.

Into the night.

The dark clouds cover the sun, and the county has a curfew. In ancient times, it was hard to see a light. When the ugly, the heavens and the earth were black holes.

Within the wing, Wu Ming and his clothes lay flat, breathing evenly and long, seemingly absent, and the faint light on the surface was looming.

The spirit of the tortoise raises the upper body of the qi, and it is a dream of pure life. It is also a dream.

"Hey!"

At this time, the window was a move, and in the darkness, a thing seemed to come in.

When the object rolled in the room, it became a human figure, and the nails of both hands were sharp and fluttered on the couch.

boom!

Just as the dark green nails were going to get into Wu Ming's clothes, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared, and the whole room was full of brilliance.

"what!"

The figure made a loud and screaming scream, revealing a shawl, a green face, and a horrible face. When I looked at the golden light on Wu Ming, I wanted to retire.

"Is there really a ghost?"

Wu Ming opened his eyes and looked at it quietly. The corner of his eye was another jump: "I don't commit crimes, but people make me, good! Very good!"

There is not much to say, flying out of a symbol, attached to the door frame, the entire room surface seems to have Honghua flashing, crystal glazed, more like a copper wall, this ghost is scattered invisible, at this time hit, but scream Once again, it was bounced back.

"This is a ghost driven by people?!"

In Wu Ming's eyes, there was a eagerness to try, and he jumped from the bed inadvertently. As the tiger stalked down the mountain, he screamed out and punched it. The infuriating wind spurred the wind and set off the air in the house.

"Hey!"

If the ghost figure is thin and thin, facing Wu Ming’s fist, it is drifting backwards, like a small boat in the raging waves. Even if the wind and waves are towering, it cannot be overturned.

Only at this time, I saw Wu Ming’s qi and yang, and did not dare to go to the front, and kept going to the window and the door.

"Oh... sure enough... martial arts are not congenital, and the spirits are united, they can only protect themselves, can't they harm this invisible thing?"

The martial arts of the military are masculine and masculine. If there is no fear in the heart, the general ghosts are naturally invisible, but at this time they can only protect themselves.

But when it comes to innateness, and even the practice of suffocating, the spirit of gathering blood in the move is different, and the boxing style can even hurt the ghosts and evil spirits!

However, Wu Ming is only the peak of the true atmosphere at this time, the essence of the spirit is still a little can not finally concise, naturally this effect.

"A warrior before the six-sexual situation, if you want to deal with ghosts, you only have..."

Wu Ming fingered, nails stabbed on the index finger, squeezed a drop of bright red such as agate, crystal clear blood beads, facing the claws, like a playful mocking ghosts.

boom!

In the boxing wind, the red shadow flashed and passed through the chest of this ghost.

"what!"

The ghosts made a scream, and the chest broke open a big hole. The figure was smashed, and even the fearful color appeared in the pupil. It slammed into the window and seemed to be trapped in the beast.

"It is an ordinary person, biting the tip of the tongue, blood, Shaoyang, there is also the ability to dig ghosts, the military is even more so ... to deal with this ghost, even without the tip of the blood, ordinary blood is enough ... Of course It must be the state of the military. If it is seriously wounded, or even feared, the spirit can not be united and integrated into the blood, but there is not much effect..."

Wu Ming remembered a bit.

"what's up?"

Outside the excitement of the mountain, there was a sword that screamed and cleared.

This is obviously a trouble, so several people next to it have noticed.

Wu Ming saw this, and there was no experimental mood. He took out the mahogany sword, and a few screams, and the devil screamed and dissipated, and he was black and gas, and slowly disappeared under the golden light.

"What happened?"

After a few breaths, the voices of Shanlan and Ling Guhong came in.

Wu Ming opened the door and even saw the figure of the Confucian forester walking out of the house. Obviously, in this mission world, these people could not be completely relieved, and they were vigilant when they heard the wind and the grass.

"It’s no problem to be disturbed by the uninvited guest."

At this time, Wu Ming naturally cleaned up all the obscured things, and his clothes were neat and tidy, and his face was calm, which made Shanlan and Linggu Hongdun feel unfathomable.

"You... what to do?"

Seeing Wu Ming walking outside the courtyard, Shan Lan could not help but ask.

"Since the ceremony is still going!"

Wu Ming’s son flashed a trace of cold light and sneered.

Do not retaliate back, really when he is pinched for soft mud? Moreover, just as soon as the release of the task caused an attack, Wu Ming immediately had a association.

‘From the point of view of this ghost, the people behind the control are obviously not so strong, even the monks of the monks are not counted. At most, the masters of the rivers and lakes who have learned the methods of the ghosts are first-class...’

‘And... the distance is not too far...’

Wu Ming turned over the wall, like a singular cat, and a cold color appeared on his face...

......

"Ah... my little devil... my little devil is broken!"

Just before, when Wu Mingxi killed the ghosts, not far from the inn, within a small courtyard, in the wing, a horse face man bleeds in the nostrils, screams, muscles twitching, cold sweat dripping, seems to bear huge pain of.

"That... that slaying, actually killed my little devil... ah ah ah... this hatred is not shared, I want him to die in the whole family!"

After a rough wheezing, the horse-faced man turned over and climbed his face, his face pale, and his eyes were bitter and hateful.

Near him, Tu Yanghao and another person who is a **** squad are not very good-looking: "Ma Laosan... Your ability, we are all clear, it seems that this time the other person has a capable person..."

Tu Yanghao looked around and made a few shivering new people shake: "You can't stay here, let's go now!"

The county town is very strict, and there are ghosts and gods in this world.

Needless to say, the entire Heitai County is actually within the jurisdiction of the city. Although the county is vast and tens of thousands of people, it is not necessarily noticed here, but it is always a problem.

"My little devil..."

Ma Laosan is crying and mourning, and he is still distressed than the death of his son.

"I told you earlier... This kind of servant's method, to feed the ghost, hurt the person to hurt yourself first, and to counterattack, compared to the authentic five ghosts of Xuanmen, I don't know how much... This is also not the case. Opportunity, I will give up this little skill early and change it to a new one!"

A young man standing next to Tu Yanghao spoke up.

When he didn't talk, he was ordinary, just like an ordinary person, but at this time, his mouth was very organized, and his body seemed to have some kind of majesty, so that Tu Yanghao did not dare to speak. Ma Laosan even nodded and said .

But after Ma Laosan nodded, he was laughing again.

Of course, he also wants to practice the authenticity of Xuanmen. How can this price be expensive? For example, the method of carrying the ghosts, the ghosts, the altars, the sacrifices, the ghosts, the mantras, and so on, is the supreme magical power of the ghosts, the refining of ghosts, such as the arm, the power is very powerful. There is no counter-attack, but the asking price is also high enough to horror, a total of two hundred great achievements! In the exchange of the main shrine, it is necessary to have two thousand and two hundred small merits, and he can not raise him.

Needless to say, after buying the law, you still need the supporting instruments, and even the ghosts in the yin. In the end, you have to catch the ghosts yourself, and you will not be able to collect them. live!

With his accumulated number of reincarnation missions, he was able to redeem the ‘Ghost of the Ghosts’ and he had already exhausted his family. Others did not dare to think about it.

At this time, I heard the young people continue: "Of course... I also know that you are not easy to practice. After this time, you can borrow your merits. This time you will be broken and stand up. If you don't die, you will have a blessing!"

"Thank you Zheng Gongzi, thank you Zheng Gongzi!"

In the main shrine, I also borrowed meritorious service. It was a great grace to save my life. Ma Laosan was grateful for zero and repeated thanks, and my heart was secretly thinking: "This Zheng Qian Zheng Gongzi, rumored to come, his brother In the **** alliance, at the high level, even the boss must be careful to serve..."

But there is a little thigh.

He looked at the face of Tu Yanghao and saw his peace. There was not much color, and he made up his mind.

"But the old butcher you said right before, can't live here, let's go!"

Zheng Qian saw the acceptance of Ma Laosan, but also nodded slightly.

Those who can live through the main temple for several missions are not easy to follow.

Although this horse is not a pattern, the appearance is cumbersome, but the life is yin, can cultivate the method of raising ghosts, not too big or small is also considered a personal talent.

Although he relies on his own brother, no one dares to bully, but how terrible is the main temple? Even the **** alliance is just a struggling ants, naturally more prepared to enhance their own strength.