Chapter 828: Spirit

"Preaching?"
Wu Ming smiled and said nothing, but his heart was silently vomiting: "Is this taking me as a sin? It’s a pity... I didn’t open the sect, I’m planning to honor, and second... Tooth, I want to explain the avenue, it is too much to play a little bit, is it because I want to empty the white wolf?"
Although knowing that as long as he nods, these land-based immortals can do anything to get a chance, but they are rejected by the Shinto, how many good things can be in their hands?
"Human law days, heaven and law, natural law, why should we solve?"
Wu Ming looked around in a circle and saw a lot of worried faces. He couldn’t help but calm down.
After that, from the rise, Shi Shiran walked out of the temple, and no monk dared to stop.
Many old people have a heart, and together with the main shrine, the five elements complained: "Kun Wu brother, you are too anxious, in case you sin the predecessors, how can it be good?"
"Not bad!"
Another old man nodded again and again: "The ancient law does not pass six ears, not to mention the land of the gods... I am not afraid to vent my secrets such as monks? Perhaps the predecessors knew this and deliberately did it."
"So, there is hope for this matter?"
A few priests appeared a little comforting on their faces, looking at the direction of the Sel mainland, and wondering what was going on in the heart.
......
"All the gods united?"
Wu Ming did not care much about this.
Recalling today's resolution, I am somewhat addicted: "The original world's various ethnic groups are competing for natural choices. They all have hatred and grievances. There are many flaws between each other. It is difficult to unite between them. Only now, I feel the fall. Stress, finally can break the rules, but still difficult..."
Innumerable years of hatred, what is it that you forget to forget?
I don’t know if the gods will form a coalition. Will the gods still be inconsistent with each other and even succumb to each other?
"The world is really a wonderful place..."
At this time, Wu Ming’s figure returning to the mainland of Sur, disappeared and went directly to the main shrine.
In front of him, a dark red light is like the essence, bursting with a jewel-like color.
"Resentment, or sin... It’s so rich that it’s enough to support many eight-level gods..."
When he thought of it, he no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his hand, a reincarnation appeared in the hall.
He was wearing a black trench coat, and his collar was high and erected, with a hat covering most of his face. Only one right hand was turned into an iron hook. He looked extremely embarrassed, and there was always a fascinating aura around his body.
The resentment in midair, after his appearance, began to boil slightly, illusion of the tentacle, seems to want to merge with him, but unfortunately in the midair was firmly blocked by a transparent prohibition.
"The reincarnation, the monster that has been immersed in the world... Jack the Jack!"
Since the last war, the reincarnation of Wu Ming has not let go, directly take the standby, as a specimen.
"After all, it is a reincarnation, I have long been branded, and it is more convenient to operate!"
A shrine emerged from Wu Ming’s eyes and fell directly into Jack’s body.
"The main shrine, send!"
Accompanied by Wu Ming’s command, the whole main shrine roared, and a purple force emerged, wrapped in Jack, and disappeared in an instant.
......
The world.
Under the dark red sky, the dry loess turtle cracked the gap in the spider web, and it seemed that there was a black gas coming out.
The purple light flashed and Jack's figure emerged.
"Well... as before, just the resentment seems to ease, is it because of the release of some of the reasons?"
Wu Ming stretched his body and felt that the surrounding environment was very cordial, and a force poured into his body all the time.
At this time, he is equivalent to wearing a layer of Jack's skin, but in essence it is the incarnation of Wu Ming, specially came to investigate the situation in the world.
In the ravages of many gods in the main world, when he is innocent, he is wearing Jack's vest, and even the indigenous people of the world should be difficult to find.
"Into the dream of magic? Undead body?"
Wu Ming looked at the right hand turned into a hook, and some speechless: "The skills to carry are good, but unfortunately some of them don't suit my appetite..."
He identified the direction and walked directly along the Magma River.
"Well, the resentment in the air has indeed decreased significantly, and even the world seems to be getting normal..."
Wu Ming stopped in front of a bush.
This grove is very sparse, only a small piece, and it is also a black iron-colored plant with many sharp barbs on the surface, full of a fierce feeling.
But the plants that can survive in the world are already very remarkable.
"Hey!"
Wu Ming had just come to the edge of the bushes, accompanied by a creepy humming sound, a double-headed snake rushed out, opened a snake kiss, sharp fangs directly aimed at Wu Ming's neck.
laugh!
Wu Ming's right hand hook shook, accurately aligning the two snake heads together.
"Singular creatures..."
When he tore the snakeskin, he saw a drop of dark red blood falling on the ground. At the same time, a black-red breath appeared and was absorbed by him. The whole person was inspired.
"This is, has won the resentment of the two-headed snake?"
Wu Ming’s son moved:
It’s just a monster, the effect is so significant, if more...

Of course, he also knows that this way of killing and promotion may have a huge role in the low-level, but for those gods who are comparable to the true God, it may be a drop in the bucket, and the effect will be greatly reduced.
Otherwise, even if the void mask has a big deal, it will not stop the murder of the gods.
"However, it seems that it is not impossible to find the right method... It is a good subject to devour and evolve between gods!"
Wu Ming immediately smashed the body of the two-headed snake.
Oh!
After the black air escaped, the snake body fell to the ground and turned into a pile of powder, as if all the essence had been swept away.

The breath here is far more calm than the rest, and the number of grievances sleeping under the ground is scarce. Together with the emergence of vegetation... you should be able to see the large ethnic groups in the world, if they exist...

Wu Ming continued to move forward, and the black shrubs became more and more.
Hey! Hey!
At this time, several people appeared in his sight.
These people are very tall, and when they get close, Wu Mingcai finds that it is a few black armor people. It seems to be connected with the armor of the body. The black carapace has a barbed barb.
The opposite person saw Wu Ming, apparently also very surprised, and spoke out the language of heresy.
"Well? Actually, I will still speak..."
Wu Ming was slightly surprised: "I originally thought that there were only monsters and grievances in the world..."
......
"Wu Ming is down!"
Just when Wu Mingyi was attached to Jack and explored the world, a vast voice suddenly sounded outside the main shrine.

Is it possible to find out here? An eight-level existence?

His face changed slightly, and the whole person came to the void.
In front of Wu Ming, a translucent figure emerged. He has a torso and facial features similar to human beings. He just looks a little slender, with an unidentified pattern on his cheeks. The eyebrows have a purple crystal embedded in There, flesh and blood rooted, like the third eye.
"Ling?? Eight-level power! And..."
Wu Ming’s hole was slightly shrunk.
He can clearly feel that the other party, like him, walks in an extraordinary way and breaks through the eight-level path independently.
Because there is no power to use the rules, there is no way to join, so humanity and self retain the most.
"Sorry... the omnipresent spirit tells me that you are here..."
The people of the Lingzu smiled a little: "How is my spiritual power? I don't know if you still see it?"
Although it is a different god, his mainland lingua franca is very standard.
This is not the power of what spells to use, but the original talent.
"Let's make a magical power, it's a thousand miles, it's really good... I don't know if you are..."
"Oh!"
The people of the Lingzuo patted their heads: "You can call me ‘virtual’, the ancestors of the spiritual family, this time, for the sake of the alliance between the two communities...

"Aligned?"
Wu Ming shook his head: "I am the messenger of our gods, I am afraid I have not yet set off?"
"Haha... For me to exist, this little thing, need to hide each other?"
The vain smile: "The elders in our family have already had a consensus. In order to cope with this world crisis, it is necessary to broaden the allies. Plus, I am very interested in you, so I came here...

He added: "After all... you are in the human race, the first one is not the highest! It is like me!"
"really!"
Wu Ming secretly nodded.
In fact, it is still difficult to conclude that an independent breakthrough like him, with the level of the Shinto, is too strong and weak.
Of course, at this time, due to the chaos of the rules of the main world, many gods, even the supreme gods, are affected, and Wu Ming is safe and sound, which is the advantage.
"Mr. Virtual, please!"
Wu Ming made a gesture of asking, and the main temple automatically opened a threshold.
"Hey? This artifact?"
As soon as the virtual one entered the halls of the gods and looked at the surrounding buildings, the expression on his face immediately became solemn.
He is a man of knowledge, and at a glance he sees the power of the main shrine.
‘The horrible artifact is not inferior to one supreme...and at this time it is in the hands of another supreme...’
If you see that there are other six or seven levels of mastery of this artifact, the falsehood will not leave the face directly, forcibly grabbed it.
But now, he looked into Wu Ming’s eyes, but with a trace of awe.
In the past, because of the contempt of the other party’s promotion, the horse immediately disappeared.