Chapter 935: Message (1)

Wu country, Wu capital, 80,000 miles west of the city, a good mountain and water, covered by heavy snow.
On the top of the mountain, between the strange stones and ancient pines, Wu Tie held his hands on his back and looked at the huge colorful swirls that appeared constantly in the sky in a happy mood.
"You guys who specialize in playing games are also a bit useful."
"Relief of the suppression of the realm of the gods is really released ... Well, when can you persuade them to lift the ban on honor?"
The mood is very pleasant, but I still feel a little dissatisfied, so Witch Iron's tone can not help but bring a bit of regret.
The mist standing behind the witch iron stunned and laughed: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid ... extremely difficult ... After all, respect, that's the power of God King. Let the people to break free to God King, this, This ... I'm afraid no one is so stupid. "
Wu Tie glanced at the mist: "They are not stupid enough, let them become stupid enough ... I am optimistic about your wisdom protoss, I think you must have a way to do it."
The mist wanted to cry.
He wanted to tell Wu Tie that the lifting of the mainland ’s ban on the deities of human races seemed easy and cheap, but it was for the sake of martial arts that made them faint. Imagine them, just pushing the boat down the water, amplifying the greed in their hearts.
However, the imprisonment of God was released.
With the terrible population base of the human race on the mainland, who will unlock this imprisonment unless they have burned their brains?
The witch iron turned his head and glanced at the mist: "I ... no, I believe you can do it. If you can't do it, it's the sin of bullying the monarch.
Misty body stiffened, staring blankly at the witch iron.
Wu Tie turned around with a smile, and continued to look up at the sky, suddenly feeling more and more cheerful.
Enormous spirit power has shrouded dozens of state-controlled vast territories, and Wu Tie can feel the breath of powerful gods constantly rising into the sky.
In the past, during the Chao Dynasty, the masters of Shenming Realm were monopolized by the Chao Dynasty court.
Only soldiers and officials who join the army or serve in the army can survive the robbery with a high probability of about 70% under the protection of a large array of legends. Therefore, the dynasty can only have so many divine powers, and even the 'Gods' and 'Kings' are not in the minority.
But in the dynasty, the people ... even the local powerful people, their treatment is the same as those of the three nobles in the Three Kingdoms.
Unless they join the dynasty to fight for the official dynasty to resist the invasion of the Quartet monsters, they must rely on their own good fortune to break through the realm of gods, or they use some other good and bad methods.
However, the dynasty's management of the folk godland masters is extremely strict. An inexplicable godland master, if he is a godland who is promoted by sacrificing to the 'gods', his entire family will be defeated by the army Kill thoroughly.
Therefore, the number of gods in the dynasty is extremely rare.
Sometimes, there are only one or two people in the state government of a large state, and the dissociative deities of the people.
But now, the witch iron can feel that the dense and dense atmosphere of countless gods is constantly rising to the sky. In all directions, there was a joyous laughter.
That feeling was like dense grass buds growing out of the black mud of spring.
The grass buds that could not be seen at a glance grew out densely and vigorously.
The news from the Three Kingdoms mainland has not yet arrived, but in the territory of the original dynasty alone, there were at least tens of millions of folk monks at the peak of the fetal Tibetan realm, and they have been breaking through the realm of gods.
"Passing my will, all the gods who have recently broken through will be drafted into the army."
Wu Tie Shen said: "The offenders will all be slaughtered, and the nine races will be relegated to slaves and die in the army."
Looking up at the sky, Wu Tie laughed softly: "It was our hard work that easily broke this heavy prohibition. They all took our sailboat, and this broke through the realm so safely ... owe us Yes, it has to be paid back! "
Misty nodded hurriedly, but smiled a little ugly.
"Sin of bullying"?
If it is not impossible to win the Witch Iron, the fog will now pull out a small knife and put three or five thousand knives on the Witch Iron's waist.
"Sin of bullying the monarch" ... You, the king of the demolition bridge across the river-eight-egg!
In the surrounding pine forest, someone's shadow dissipated quickly, and the witch iron's will was spread to all parts of Wu country at the fastest speed.
These new breakthrough masters in the realm of the gods are too large in number and their minds are bound to float. They are placed in the folks and are time bombs, which are most dangerous. They must be recruited into the army and restrained by military law, so that the civilians can be safe and sound, and the military power of the military nation can soar and not know how much.
With hundreds of top-ranking gangsters sitting around, the witch iron is not afraid of the trouble of these new gods.
In the sky, a tiny colorful crystal light flashed.
Misty brow raised: "Your Majesty, they are coming ..."
The mist took out a whole body of darkness, but if you look closely, there is a trace of black golden light constantly pulsating, giving people a sense of extreme mystery and erratic, smooth and beautiful scepter.
With both hands clasping a scepter higher than himself, the mist dangled slightly, and the surrounding light was twisted a bit. Witch iron, mist, and dozens of honors brought by Witch Iron, tens of thousands of gods. Masters, their figures are perfectly integrated into the surrounding snow.
"The staff of wisdom?" Wu Tie glanced at the scepter in Mist's hands in surprise.
At a moment when the light and shadow were distorted, the witch iron tried to release the power of the spirit and quickly swept around the mountain.
He knew the position of those subordinates he brought in this mountain forest. But he couldn't find these people, as if they didn't exist at all.
"Some people call him a staff of fraud ... his power can deceive everything. Your eyes, your nose, your ears, your tongue, your spirit ... he can deceive everything." Wu Tie boasted.
"Good thing, borrow me to play for a few days ... If you don't borrow, it is the crime of bullying the monarch, you have to cut your brain." Wu Tie's eyes lightened suddenly, and he snatched the scepter into his hand.
The fog stayed, a face wrinkled.
In the sky, a little colorful crystal light flashed, and at the foot of the mountain where Wu Tie and others were, there were suddenly thousands of magnificent figures.
The aconite with a height of about three feet broke the ice and landed heavily on the ground.
He looked around, sniffed, and snorted coldly, "woman, what is this place?"
Lian Ying fell lightly on the side of Aconitum. She stretched out her arms and held Aconitum's arm with a smile, and chuckled softly: "Here, it is a palace built by my avatar. Hehe, it's freezing cold, we Go ahead and talk. "
With a slight wave of Lian Ying's right hand, a twisted light and shadow flashed, and Aconitum and others saw the bank of the river in front. After a while of light and shadow changed, a large mansion covering an area of ​​nearly 1,000 acres emerged out of thin air.
The team's beautiful-looking maids quietly walked out of the mansion, kneeling respectfully on the ground.
"Master, you are back."