Chapter 432: Rejection (7200 plus)

Wu Ming’s deity looks serious, this time he can be described as a desperate!
After all, the power of the main shrine, although it can easily suppress and smelt several angels, will inevitably fall into the dilemma of energy exhaustion.
If this capture operation is unsuccessful, then he will only have immediate vision. He does not know to hide in the small world to lick the wound, and spend thousands of years slowly repairing the main temple.
"However, this action, grasping 90%!"
"After the avatars, the creation of the gods is greatly hurt, and the source of the flame and the earth is lost. This one!"
"The creation is far from the level of the seven-level gold fairy. In the end, it is still a line. Although it can use the world's origins, it has never won a complete world personality. This is the second!"
"The most crucial thing is that it has been pulled out of the world of the magical world! Even though the seven-level gold fairy has won the world, how is the world together with the same life and the sun and the moon? Immediately and greatly reduced!"
Wu Ming looks cold, and there seems to be a flame flashing in the scorpion: "So, this battle, ten steadily! Creation God, give me out!!!"
Rumble!
The main shrine roared and took the creation one step further.
At this time, the creation card is in the world diaphragm, and suddenly a cry of horror to the extreme: "Hey!"
The whole world of the illusion is shaking, accumulating the eternal conviction, stimulating the power of the source, forming a suction, and pulling it back a little.
Seeing that it seems to be effective, the creation immediately increased its strength and borrowed the gravity of the world to step back into the world.
But in the last step, the opposite side of it suddenly appeared a figure!
A figure that it is extremely unwilling to see!
Wu Ming's distraction, the of the gods who control the flame and the earth's original force!
"You seem to have forgotten me?"
Wu Ming screamed, his body blushing and the radiance of earthy yellow flashing, desperately mobilizing the world's original force, slamming on the creation of God.
"Give me... roll out!!!"
In the main shrine, Wu Ming’s deity, the eyebrows, moved in and out, and the main shrine slammed into force, and suddenly the creation was pulled outside the magical world.
wave!
Hey! Hey!
The creation who is independent in the void makes a terrifying cry, and there seems to be something broken and a lot of broken sounds.
The seven-level gold fairy represents the person of the world, but it can only be used in this world. Once it is out of the world, nothing is done, not to mention the creation of the gods has not completely reached the realm of Jinxian!
A change that is immediately generated in the world of fantasy.
Immediately, the original force of the creation disappeared, and the breath was like the peak of the wave, and the cliff type fell.
"Give me a crush!"
Wu Ming’s deity thoughts, and the main shrine once again emits a lot of light, and the creation is heavily wrapped, and finally turned into a light, the body shape is shrinking, becoming a broad bean, and being suppressed at the bottom of the original force pool.
"Very good... The power of this animal is so strong. If it is refining, I am afraid it will be enough to make up for it."
Although Wu Ming can not directly use the world's original force and source, but with the help of the main temple, his manipulation has surpassed the ordinary Jinxian!
"Here is one, and there is one, which is in the world of the illusion... to bring order out of chaos, save the world, how much merit should I count, how much will I pay back?"
Wu Ming looked to the world of magical spirits and smiled.
......
Huh!
Within the world of the illusion, outside the atmosphere, Wu Ming’s distraction was wrapped in flames, and he was wearing a gold armor and slowly fell into the world.
"Hey!"
As soon as it fell to the land, the undead bird of fire emerged and screamed. The same is true of the king of the earth.
"Well? The force of your body is continually passing..."
When the sky flashed, Wu Ming suddenly knew about this change.
This is normal!
Before the increase of the illusion, the ambiguity and power of all kinds of abilities, all of which are the support of the illusion world without any consumption.
Now the creation is suppressed, leaving the world of the magical world, the nature brought is the change of rules!
The Phoenix and the King of the Earth are two. If you can maintain the power of the general fairy in the future, you will be fortunate. If you want to destroy the world without moving, you are dreaming!
"Not only that……"
Wu Mingyi waved his hand, and an empty force emerged. It was the power of the legal world of the immortals!
"Without the suppression of the magical rules, the original world power system is gradually recovering..."
Immediately, he realized in his heart: "From now on, all kinds of illusions will gradually lose their ability and even fade into ordinary beasts. As a counterpart, the cultivation of ancient Wu and ancient immortals will become even more Smooth, and finally will return to the mainstream position... This is to bring order out of chaos!"
After several rounds of turmoil, Wu Ming gradually understood.
The universe dimension in which he is located can be said to be a world that is biased towards the Eastern Dao.
This is true regardless of the big week, the stars, the gods, and the hibiscus. The Dafa and the martial arts and witchcraft are the mainstream!
The spiritual system brought by the creation is the ability of other dimensions of the universe, so it is so incomprehensible and even suppresses the power of the Tao.
But now, after the creation is cleared, it is the original source!
This world will eventually return to the right track.
After suppressing it, Wu Ming’s distraction immediately restored the power of the immortals, and even the ability of various techniques was quickly restored.
He opened his eyes, and suddenly he could see the world roaring and the rules began to change.
The rules of the spirits that consume the world's original strength are rejected, and replaced with a system of Taoism that consumes less and promotes the healthy development of the entire world.
At the same time, a layer of colorful light, coming from all over the world, formed a colorful glory in his air.
"Air transport? merit?"
This scene is quite similar to the power of the creation gods in the world, and Wu Ming is immersed in contemplation.
"This is the defeat of the king! If the creation of the is successful, it is the supreme of the magical world from now on. I am a demon, a ghost, will be completely broken into the shame of history, can not turn over a million years. body!"
"But now... I won, the whole world began to reject the rule of the sorcerer, I became the savior, everything is as simple as that..."
The light in his voice flashed:
"These merits, although still not comparable to the last harvest of the world of ghosts, but in exchange for a world personality, should be roughly enough, but unfortunately..."
For ordinary people, this may be a good thing to go to the sky.
However, Wu Ming has the main shrine. As long as the world's original force is sufficient, there will be some of the power of the great Luo, and naturally he is not willing to continue to roll in the small pond.
"This harvest is really rich, the creation is a copy, here is another..."
The smile of his mouth widened and he finally laughed.
"There are still some hands and tails that need to be solved...but they can't leave immediately..."
After laughing, Wu Ming rode on the dead bird, turned into a fire, and quickly rushed to the mainland of inflammation.
......
"Hey!"
Among the high-altitude, the flying dead birds looked very languid, and the original gold-blue sundial also shrank.
"Well... this weakness is simply thrilling... almost falling to the level, quite the same as the previous king's limit... even worse than the world of the big week!"
In the sky, Wu Ming’s scorpion moves, and the handcuffs are smashed:
The wind!

Thanks to the help of the Dao, the speed of the Dead Bird has increased by 50%, and the flight has disappeared: "Compared with this, the power of Dafa has fully recovered..."
The god-level illusion is the same, those kings, monarchs, and even ordinary warrior warriors, their future Wu Ming is not optimistic at all.
"An era has come to an end, and the glory of the spirits will be buried in history forever..."
"The world of magical spirits, I am afraid it will be a big mess..."
"How much funerary does it take for the fall of the entire privileged class? How long will it last?"
Those who master the power must grasp the power!
For 10,000 years, the spirit of the illusion has always stood at the peak of the pyramid of the magical world.
There is no doubt that the loss of the magical rules is almost fatal for them!
Seeing that you are always on the top, you can enslave, punish, and even kill your own lords, losing power one by one. What do the oppressed civilians and slaves do, do you still ask?
"The dissipating of the illusionary power, the collapse of the sorcerer's system, is a gradual process, perhaps very long, and there are repetitions..."
Wu Ming’s face was indifferent:
But... these are not my business!

"Hey!"
The continent of inflammation, Boulder City.
"A big firebird is the illusion of the golden king!"
Wu Duang Lang Jun and Hou Yong look dignified and summon the illusion.
"Hey!"
The konjac screamed in the sky, his hands pounding his chest, but he was full of the taste of 'outside strong and dry.'
"God-level illusion is okay, below the god-level illusion, the strength has dropped by one level? As time goes by, this phenomenon will become more and more obvious..."
Wu Ming jumped from the back of the dead bird: "It's me!"
"the host!"
Hou Yong’s surprise call was immediately followed by the Oriental Butterfly Rain and Zuo Linling.
......
"It turns out... so many things have happened?"
Within the hall, Wu Ming said a few words about his own version of the cut-down version. The focus is on the fact that the future magical ability will be suppressed by the world, and the face of the Oriental Butterfly Rain is immediately solemn to the limit.
For the people of the magical world, the existence of the illusion is like the water flowing down, the sun rising from the east is normal, and suddenly heard the news, she did not regard it as a joke, it is already extremely trusting Wu Ming .
"so……"
The eyes of the Oriental Butterfly Rain looked at Wu Ming: "You become the spiritual master of the gods? The of creation has left? The glory of the spirits is about to end?"
Her small mouth is big, obviously it is still unbelievable, especially next to Hou Yong and others.