Chapter 827: God (4800 plus)

"That is your position, just once, let the Pantheon remember your breath, will automatically rank next time..."
Lin Mo Niang explained, and went to the Oriental gods to sit down, in front of a row of positions, there is a more prominent throne, the ancient Emperor of Heaven rises and gives a gift to Wu Ming: "I have seen the Highest!"
"Ok!"
Wu Ming’s heart moved to the highest position of 17 and accepted the congratulations from the gods of the East and the West.
The leader of the West is undoubtedly the last Thunder Titan, and on the side of the two sides of the Shinto, there are still some positions, the West is the Lich Monch, and several great magicians who look very powerful, and the East It is a few old roads that are long and fluttering. There are quite a few centuries of celestial bones. It is a real land fairy.
‘Well... it seems that the threshold of this Pantheon is power...so these scattered exercises can also be attended, but because Shinto is the mainstream of this world, they are only qualified to attend...’
Looking at the slightly remote location of these two people, Wu Ming thought thoughtfully.
It was the old roads. When they saw him, they were very excited. They almost yelled at the ancestors.
‘Not wrong! ’
The five elements of the Five Elements are excited, and secretly conveyed to the side of the same channel: "Although the East and the West are so high, this Wu Mingxian respect is not a Shinto person, but it is quite similar to me."

"Chao Wendao, you can die in the evening!"
"I am finally aware that our monks are not too high to be on the table!"
......
Several old Taoist priests are emotional, but at this time they look at the circle of gods around them, but the facial skin is the same. Only the heart is over the sea, and the thoughts are thousands of thousands. It is not enough for outsiders.
Hey!
The location of the entire Pantheon was almost completely filled, leaving only seventeen to the High God.
When Wu Ming boarded the main position, the whole hall was quiet.
Many of the gods looked at the front, and suddenly saw sixteen light groups falling, showing their mysterious brilliance in their respective positions.
The supreme of the sixteen rule incarnations has come!
"This is... how to join?"
Wu Ming’s eyes flashed through the light.
With his eyesight, it is natural to penetrate these rays and see the real situation inside.
It is a pity that in his vision, these supreme gods are a strong ray of light, without the slightest form.
"If this is the price of a joint road, it is too horrible..."
A kind of bleak, suddenly floating in the heart of Wu Ming, so that he could not help but sigh.
Among the sixteen supreme gods, the representative of the moon is a circle of purple light, with a dark red on it, and the atmosphere is extremely unstable, so that all the gods see their hearts sink.
Knowing the changes that have taken place on the moon, the impact on this supreme is equally enormous.
The moon of the main world is not a simple planet or energy body as the lower universe, but an incredible world, even with the existence of living beings.
"Cough!"
The Thunder Titan and the Emperor Tiandi at the same time got up: "Under the testimony of the greatness, I (I) announced that the 179th Joint Conference of East and West, now begins!"
As a god, nature does not need to speak as a mortal. Many thoughts are intertwined in the court, and a lot of information emerges.
"This catastrophe, the Eastern world suffered heavy losses. So far, a total of twenty-three counties have been lost, the city has been broken by eighty-nine, and people have died..."
"The western continent, two kingdoms, sixteen principalities have been completely de-listed... ordinary people have more than 50 million deaths and injuries..."
"According to intelligence, the Sphinx, the Frost Giant and other ethnic groups, the gods have been completely destroyed, even to the high gods or seriously injured, or fallen..."
......
A lot of gods meet and there is an unrelenting panic.
"Can't go on like this anymore!"
Thunder Titan got up: "Those gods are quite awkward, even if they don't harass us once, but they will definitely appear in the end! Therefore, we must unite, not only the union of the East and the West, but the aliens of the whole world!"
This is basically a consensus. At this point, just say that it is just a little more correct.
"can!"
"good!"
......
One by one, the violent fluctuations came from the seat of the supreme above the steps.
"well!"
Hearing the many supreme gods, the Thunder Titan suddenly got a spirit: "From the perspective of comprehensive strength, we only have to contact the nearby Ling and Black Feathers."
In the main world, like the winged elves, there is no ethnic group that is guarded by the Most High God. It is simply not inflowing. It can only continue to wander in the whole world, and there is a crisis of extermination in the face of danger.
And better, like the Sphinx, there is an eight-level existence of the suppression of the race, which is a firm foothold in the main world.
The Frost Giant is second-rate, with a number of supreme guardians, even in the aliens is also the forefront of power.
But the true first-class ethnic group must still be the same as the Terran, with more than ten supreme guardians!
The Lingzu and the Black Feathers are almost the same strength as the Terran. There are still several frictions in peacetime, but now the enemy is now, these small contradictions can naturally be put down.
"Good! How can I get someone from the East and West?"
The ancient heavenly emperor's jaw.
"Yes, we will be represented by His Highness Visalen..."
......
Along with the meeting, a series of resolutions were set. Wu Ming, like other noble gods, did not speak a word and silently watched the audience. Of course, the most energy was placed on these supreme gods.
"For a ‘new entrant’ like me, there is no emotion of curiosity, jealousy, goodwill, etc...

Just after observing a lap, Wu Ming could only helplessly sigh and shake his head.
These coexistences exist, the rules are incarnations, and there is no more fun as a 'people', just simply maintaining this piece of heaven and earth, and perhaps guarding the human race.
The mistake is not really important this time, involving the survival of the human race, and the direction of the world. I am afraid that the existence of these dozens of people will not even reveal one idea.
"Well, if there is no doubt in your Highness..."
I don’t know how long it took, the Emperor of Heaven and the Thunder Titan announced:
When the meeting is over, follow this resolution... Our action is to obtain the approval and endorsement of all the Most High Gods. Pay attention to this when talking about conditions with aliens!"
Thunder Titan said, a golden slate appeared on his hand.
And the ancient Emperor Tiandi turned over, and a white jade seal appeared.
Hey!
Above the highest supreme god, a divine power fell, leaving a unique brand of power on these two items.

It’s just an emblem, it’s equivalent to signature and recognition!

Wu Ming glanced at it and determined the use of these two things. The same two mana were hit, and there was a cloudless real text on the top of the dragon snake.
This emblem is somewhat similar to his imprint, and it is not the same. It is equivalent to the signature of the gods, and the outsiders simply cannot fake it.
"Thank you all for giving me a token!"
Both the ancient Emperor and the Thunder Titan are saluting: "You, go ahead and prepare, if you don't mind, you can leave an avatar here, so I can communicate with you!"
Hey!
At this moment, the light radiated by the sixteenth to the high gods increased, and disappeared without a trace.
‘This is the highest, not worth mentioning, but the last lord and the Lord of the Four, still some meaning...’
Wu Mingzhen flashed in the light and touched his chin.
The Eight Lords of the Dachang Empire, the murder of the lord, is almost the of war, and the scope is even broader.
Moreover, just now, the other party's mood swings are also the strongest, or the residual humanity is the most.
The Lord of the Four Seasons represents the four seasons, the of time!
Such a priesthood, even if it is only slightly rubbed, will inevitably contain the power of terror. Just like the supreme in the West who is related to the time priesthood, Wu Ming is given a feeling of invisibility.
After all, it is the veteran to the high god, and the rules and the rules, the selflessness of me, how to improve, can not be estimated.
......
"I have seen great supreme!"
Many gods left, leaving an avatar in position.
The land-based immortals in the East, scratching their heads and scratching their heads, are somewhat uncertain. However, Westerners do not have so much scruples. The god-level sorcerer Monch, who is in the city of the Master of the Master, leads a group of great magicians. Clash with Wu Ming.
Poorly their supreme patron saints are regular incarnations, not many people, even if the relationship is close, it is useless.
It is rare to see a thick thigh now, and naturally you have to hug it.
"It's Monch!"
Wu Ming nodded. "How about St. Yeah?"
"The situation is ok, with the guardian of one of us, and the goodwill reminders of the true gods, finally survived several disasters..."
There was still a lingering expression on Meng Qi’s face. Obviously, it also left a deep impression on it.
At the most dangerous time, there are several gods rushing to the core of our locks. Fortunately, Lord Angola will They are all exiled... At the moment, everything is fine in the city, but there is something wrong with the food..."
"It turns out!"
Wu Ming nodded and sent them away. He saw that the sly Taoist people finally came forward, and his face was full of expectations: "I have seen the Highest!"
"Well, you are welcome!"
Wu Ming faces with a smile, gently waved his hand, and a few people will lift up a few people.
"Is it a risk to ask if your Majesty is purely cultivated?"
One of the old-fashioned eyes with a white hair and a baby's eyes is bright and asks directly.
"Ran!"
In this respect, Wu Ming naturally does not need to hide.
"Great!"
After hearing the accurate answer, many old roads are all happy, and they are all Qiqi: "See the predecessors, but also hope that the older generation has mercy on me and wait for the road, preaching the way!"