Chapter 1050: The Crimson Realm Strikes

"Wife, I love you!"
When the font composed of fireworks exploded in the silent night sky, it bloomed with colorful beauty, making Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiaowu forget the loud sound of the explosion and the tranquility of the night sky. Forgetting Yang Ming's grievances that he often didn't accompany them because of his busy schedule, the magnificence before the fireworks burst, in order to leave a beautiful shadow until the ashes disappear.
Blooming and disappearing are just moments, leaving behind the beauty in memory.
When the fireworks suddenly bloomed and dazzled the entire sky, meteor-like sparks fell straight from the sky, waiting for people to make a wish, the world of Yushu Qionghua reappeared in the night of the Tiangong’s garden, purple fireworks enchantingly spread out smiling faces, and The dark night is shining against each other, and the green iris looks back and smiles, forming a smiling face with the yellow fireworks.
Looking at the brightly lit fireworks in the night sky, there are couples bowing their heads religiously, holding their hands and fingers together in front of their chests in prayer, and silently leaving in their hearts good wishes for the future. There are also couples hugging each other on the bridge, enjoying the moment quietly. The world of two people disturbed by people, as if nothing in the world can disturb them.
Near the park near the cross-river bridge, the scenery in one corner is very beautiful.
What you see is a natural scenery, lush flowers and grass, gurgling springs, red carp and green crucian carp, during roaming, rockery overlaps, strange rocks, pavilions on the mountain, angled cornices, golden roof and red fence, small and exquisite, it is amazing. Absolutely, there is a spring under the pavilion, first forming a canal, gurgling out, swiftly, and then flying down the cliffs, forming a waterfall, like a jade belt floating, the pearl is splashing, playing a natural sound, the iron tree on the mountain, the palm Green, Hsinchu spitting green, plantains are affectionate, and various flowers are vying for beauty.
Nearby, the water in the pool was as green as a flawless emerald. In the middle of the lake, there was a blooming pink stone lotus. On the lotus stood a white crane made of cement, standing on its right foot and its left foot. Lifting up, flapping his wings and holding his head, wicker-like crystal clear water sprayed out from the sandy ground. The strands of pearl-like water looked colorful in the moonlight, and sometimes a gust of wind took it. It blows like smoke and fog.
Yang Ming, Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu's four daughters, with reddish complexions, lie on their backs on the grass, looking at the stars in the night sky, with a hint of satisfaction at the corners of their mouths.
Seeing the blushing blush on the four women's faces, Yang Ming's mouth turned up slightly, remembering a famous joke in the previous life, and he couldn't help smirking:
"Are you happy?"
Hearing that the four women behaved differently, Hu Liena cast a wink at Yang Ming, Ning Rongrong lowered her head and touched her flat belly. Zhu Zhuqing's complexion was reddish, as if thinking of something absurd, Xiao Wu was eager to try.
"Tsk!"
Yang Ming was a little embarrassed when he didn't get the response he expected, but it is also true that normal people would not answer this kind of question straightforwardly, and the real answer can be seen from the reaction on his face.
Seeing Ning Rongrong had been touching her belly, Yang Ming squeezed her smooth face and asked with concern:
"Wife, what's the matter, do you feel uncomfortable?"
"no."
Ning Rongrong's eyes were a little dim, and said:
"It's just that, in the past few years, I have not been pregnant with my husband's child. Seeing that Sister Hu Liena and husband's child are four years old, but I haven't moved at all. I have a little doubt whether it is mine. Is there something wrong with your body?"
It was discovered that Ning Rongrong was actually troubled by this kind of thing, and for a while, Yang Ming was a little bit dumbfounded.
It is said that a woman is pregnant for three years, but Ning Rongrong is so shrewd on weekdays. He has lost his IQ just because of pregnancy.
One by one, Yang Ming's index finger flicked his head gently on Ning Rongrong's forehead, and he smiled:
"What are you thinking about? Your husband, I am also a second-level deity anyway. After reaching the level of the deity, the life form is already different from ordinary people. The deity and the mortal want to leave children, then It is difficult, even if it is a crystallization of love between gods, it is extremely difficult and requires a certain degree of luck."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong suddenly realized and untied a big knot in his heart.
But the ensuing questions made her cry and said:
"Husband, but I don't know, in what year and month will we be able to become a at the 100th level? We have worked very hard in our usual practice, and we have the resources of the Explosive Sky Faction. Now we are just barely promoted to Title Douluo. The gods are still far away, I'm just afraid that if we become gods, we will all be old and yellow, and the husband will not love us."
They say that women are sentimental, but they are right.
Yang Ming also understood that he had ignored the feelings of the four wives on weekdays. He patted Ning Rongrong's shoulder lightly, and said solemnly:
"Who said that you are old and yellow, I don't like you anymore. You are all my dear ones. Even if you all become old women on crutches, I still love you. What's more, how can I stand by Watching you waste time, don't worry, I already have a way to help you quickly become a at a hundred levels."
"Really?"
Ning Rongrong looked surprised.
Not to mention her, even the three daughters Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu pretending to be careless, all pricked their ears at this time, for fear of missing a word.
Yang Ming suddenly scowled and said:
"When have you seen your husband lie to you?"
Afterwards, Yang Ming turned his face as fast as a book, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and said:
"However, if I help you quickly become gods, what kind of rewards will you give me?"
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's four daughters suddenly turned red, as red as pig liver. They obviously guessed what Yang Ming wanted.
"Husband, you are so bad!"
"Then you just say, yes or not?"
"I'm an old husband and wife. Can't you change your husband? That would be too shameful."
"no."
"That... that's fine, but you have to promise us only once."
Seeing the four daughters agreed, Yang Ming’s mouth was even worse. As for what reward he wanted for the four daughters, he could only understand it. After all, this is a secret in the house, not for outsiders. Only by being in it can you enjoy it. blessing.
Yang Ming stood up, under the sky and stars, like a and demon standing in the sky forever, surrounded by a mysterious breath, this breath is vast and infinite, but also subtle, mysterious and expansive. Even Ning Rongrong, the four pillow people, felt an unprecedented feeling from Yang Ming at this time.
The space behind Yang Ming appears wrinkled like folded paper, and then the dark space cracks open, opening a space channel. At the end of the channel, the tip of the iceberg of the world of six reincarnations is exposed, even if it is just a glimpse of it. It can be seen that it is a plane that is not inferior to the Douluo star. There are land and ocean. Yang Ming consciously smashed into countless islands from the former Sun and Moon continent. Looking at the past, the islands are dotted with no pattern. The land is spread over the vast ocean, under the blue sky and white clouds, countless creatures inhabit and multiply on this surface, a scene of vitality.
"Is this the world of the six reincarnations of the husband?"
"It's so big and beautiful!"
The four girls were busy dealing with the affairs of the Bombing Tian Gang, and it was the first time that they saw the world of six reincarnations, and couldn't help but be fascinated by this world.
Yang Ming also had a sense of accomplishment in his heart. He was once a tasteless second martial arts soul, and finally grew into a plane, and he was also the creator of the world. This is a feeling that outsiders cannot experience.
After the four women marveled, Yang Mingcai said slowly:
"The essence of becoming a is to master a rule of the world, to obtain world authority, that is, to obtain the corresponding divine position, so that the essence of one's life will undergo a fundamental change, and a mortal will ascend to the heavens and become a supreme in one step, helping to create the world. Mainly manage the operation of the world, so that the world can develop steadily and healthily."
"Now, there are many vacant gods in the world of six reincarnations. The gods of the sea, the of angels, the of Raksha, the of jealousy, and the of laziness are all very good first-level gods. After entering the world of six reincarnations, I will be able to lead the heaven and earth vitality into your body and help you become gods at a hundred levels in the shortest time."
"However, there is a big drawback to this method of pulling out seedlings and promoting growth, that is, your strength in the future can only be maintained by the newly promoted gods, and you can't make any progress through self-cultivation."
Hearing this, the four women's eyes flickered, and finally fell silent.
Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu are all the maidens of the sky. Without Yang Ming, their talents are enough to shine in the Douluo Continent and become a generation of outstanding women, whose brilliance can even surpass many men. The soul master, but now after marrying Yang Ming, he is very low-key and introverted. Most outsiders only know that the four women are the wife of the gang leader, but ignore that they are also geniuses.
As long as it is a genius, there will be arrogance in the heart.
If you choose Yang Ming's method, of course you can become a in a short time, but if you do this, you will cut off future growth.
The four daughters naturally understand that Yang Ming’s footsteps will never stop at the second-level gods. In the future, they will definitely become the first-level gods, and even become the existence of the king supreme god. If the time comes, they are just a newcomer. The gods can no longer keep up with Yang Ming's footsteps, and can't even help much. This is the ending they don't like to see.
After thinking for a long time, the four women had the answer in their hearts, and they looked at each other and smiled tacitly. Then they looked at Yang Ming and gave their own answer, saying:
"We must become gods through our own efforts!"
Yang Ming was not surprised by the four women's answers. In fact, if they really chose his method, it would be really unexpected.
Seeing that they had nothing to do, Yang Ming and his party left the secluded park, ready to go back home and take a good rest.
Walking on the bustling street, Yang Ming suddenly noticed a noise from the crowd. At the same time, someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed, saying:
"Look, the sky has changed!"
"What's the matter? How can it be alright just now, when suddenly the entire sky turns red?"
"Blood blasts into the sky, this is an ominous omen, run away!"
"What nonsense, what a mess of ominous signs, this is Tiandou City, even if it is ominous, don't we still have the Explosive Heavens Gang?"
"Yes! As long as the Tiandou Gang is in Tiandou City, we will have nothing to fear. Maybe this is just a change in weather?"
"..."
Noisy and noisy, and opinions vary.
Yang Ming paused, and looked up, his eyes showed nine-hook jade reincarnation eyes, and a terrible edge burst out in his eyes, as if he could penetrate the sky.
Above the sky, crimson, it was an endless crimson, as if it were the fear from the deepest part of the human heart, coming from the depths of the vast void and enveloping the entire Douluo star.
If you look down from the void, you will find a very horrible thing. The sky of the entire Douluo star has turned dark red, and from this endless crimson, it is very uncomfortable. The depression felt like a mountain pressing on everyone's heart, and the expression on his face could not help but converge, becoming extra serious.
If ordinary people have been staring at this red cloud for a long time, they will feel that the blood in their whole body is boiling, and their hearts will be ramming in their chests as if they are about to fly, and they will only hear the arteries beating on both temples like two hammers. , The breath coming out of his chest also seemed to come from the sound of a ruined bellows, and it seemed that something burst and broke in his head.
The crimson light hovered in the sky like a black cloud, and huge crimson vortexes were forming rapidly, as if something was rapidly approaching ~EbookFREE.me~ and was being gestated towards Douluo Xing stretched out his black hand.
The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway.
Ordinary human soul masters just intuitively feel the anxiety, but they don’t understand where this feeling of anxiety comes from. Only human soul masters with a level of 70 or higher, who have cultivated spiritual power, can be separated from each other. Ten thousand meters, from the red clouds above the sky, I feel the ubiquitous malice, which is a malice that does not contain any impurities. It is purely heart-palpiting, like the inherent evil of heaven and earth. All species on this planet are to be wiped out.
As a second-level god, Yang Ming felt even more deeply.
He could feel that there was an extremely powerful existence coming from a distant void a few light years away. The aura of that existence, even so far apart, still gave Yang Ming a feeling of heartbeat, which showed that the person who came was unkind. , And the strength is not bad, far above Yang Ming!
At the same time, in this red cloud, in the vortex that vaguely reveals a frightening atmosphere, it also shows that this is the meeting gift given to Douluo Xing by the existence. If even this meeting gift is not capable of accepting it, I am afraid that it will welcome Douluo Xing. It will be a catastrophe.