Chapter 443: Commitments concluded

Just look at the previous attack on him and you can see the power!
Wang Sheng remained vigilant and stepped back out of this world. When he stepped out of the edge, he suddenly stopped and asked to the depths: "Your Excellency does not know how much strength you have in the peak period."
There was a silence, it seemed that the transmission of the voice took time. After a while, when Wang Sheng thought that the man would not respond, the vicissitudes of voice reappeared.
"At the end of the sixth robbery, I only have one point of strength, but it is not difficult to leave you. If you don't believe it, you can try it." The voice is overbearing, it seems that there is a giant in his mind, staring at the sky, and the body again The whole galaxy was so big, it roared into the sky, venting this unmatched power.
Wang Sheng's eyes flashed, "Your misunderstanding, Wang Mou is not malicious, but if your strength is true, there may be a deal to be done with Daoyou."
Silence again, again in the voice.
"Young junior, what can you do with me."
"Help to restore strength and survive the declining transaction!" Wang Sheng did not pause.
There was no silence in the voice, and it sounded again, "Deal content!"
Wang Sheng's eyes brightened, "It takes Daoyou to shoot once!" He then passed on a picture with Dao Yin, which is a giant covering the sky.
"This is the deal!"
The voice thoughtfully, "So, I promised, but I can’t believe the so-called avenue oath of this world. Since you have the breath of my ancient gods, you must know the brand of my ancient gods. If you want, you can do this. Root concludes a commitment, and is reluctant or unaware of the branding, and can leave, and the transaction will stop."
Speaking of the Oath of Oath, there seems to be a different kind of emotion in this voice. I wonder if someone has ever been deceived by the Oath of Oath.
Wang Sheng groaned slightly, the ancient brand is unique to each ancient god, foreign objects can not be copied, it is something similar to the soul of life, and the promises concluded by this must not be violated, otherwise there will be in the dark The embarrassment of the emperor made it impossible to continue to practice, and there will be a fourth loss that only exists in the legendary decline, and there is almost no way to live.
As for Wang Sheng, exchanging the ancient brand is also a more reliable method for him. After pondering, he nodded and said, "Yes!"
As the voice fell, there was an ancient voice in the distance. It seemed to be talking about a promise. In the end, there was a drop of blood from a distance. The palm was the size of a black and black palm, but it was as thick as a world.
When blood came to Wang Sheng's body, he floated immobile. Wang Sheng's eyes flickered and he also pointed at the heart of his eyebrow. The purple light of his eyebrow flashed once as a cover-up.
In the distant time and space, the ancient god's flesh slowly opened his eyes, and his mouth made an obscure and unspeakable voice similar to that of the ancient god's heart. Eventually, a drop of blood also appeared from the eyebrow, showing a blue color, and only a trace of black could be seen at the source .
Cyan is the normal blood color of the Nine-Star Ancient God, while black is proof that he is in the third loss of the Ancient God.
This drop of blood is only the size of a water drop, but it also has a deep power to breed, and then this drop of blood is suddenly illusory, and the unique connection of the wedding photo is projected into the world where Wang Sheng is.
In front of Wang Sheng's eyes, it appeared according to the projection of cyan blood, which was close to the huge cyan blood. Although it was an illusion and a substance, it did not affect the conclusion of the promise.
The time and space are dark, and the sound of no ancient sounds is the sound of the conclusion of the oath of the ancient gods.
"For a long time, I haven't seen the clan! And this breath seems to isolate the ancients and has the taste of hometown!"
The beating of the heart and the fluctuation of consciousness came from the depths. The ancient existence is lamented and missed, and the voice also has the taste of years.
After the voice appeared, it no longer sounded, did not ask Wang Sheng, the source of the ancient god's blood, but just quietly awaited the conclusion of the promise.
The sound of the void finally dissipated, and the blood of the blue and black of the two places suddenly began to merge, and finally condensed into a drop of thick liquid, which flew into the distance, one of which flew towards the depths, and the other directly floated to Wang Sheng into his eyebrows. .
"The promise has been concluded, younger generation, I will wait for your news."
Wang Sheng nodded and stepped out, where the space was closed. Then disappeared in time and space.
Wang Sheng's eyes flickered in the void outside, reaching for his eyebrows, and a drop of blood appeared at the heart of the eyebrow. It was the thick blood that controlled it to float in the void. Wang Sheng stretched his hand a little, and this drop of blood returned again with a unique connection Distant time and space.
In the ancient world, this drop of blood appeared and turned out not to be an imaginary projection, but a real existence. At the same time, the drop of blood in the world where Wang Sheng was located disappeared.
The only truth!
Wang Sheng thought deeply, this is the only embodiment of the object to a certain degree in the world, no matter what time and space there is only uniqueness!
The ancient looked at the drop of blood, and finally swallowed it with his mouth open, and then closed his eyes and sank into the planet again and began to wait for the time~EbookFREE.me~ Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, "I have to guard against it. The connection between God’s flesh and my Yuanshen’s flesh."
Even if there is a problem with the oath, it is the ancient god's physical body that will bear it, and it will not affect his Yuanshen physical body. After all, in a sense, his ancient god's physical body and Yuanshen physical body are already two real individuals.
Wang Sheng then looked at the countless tiny robots in his hand, feeling that there was still a spoof of consciousness, and nodded slightly.
He reached out and summoned the little white cloud, stepped on it, and in the forward flight, he put his hand against countless small robots and began to shrink the drowsy consciousness.
"Wica, tell me the source and whereabouts of the killing artillery."
Wang Sheng's words are full of artistic conception, like a tempting master.
Wika's consciousness was sober to a certain extent.
"The weapon of killing gods, the gun of killing gods! There is only one."
Wika's consciousness seemed to be struggling.
"The God-killing Cannon, the God-killing weapon, the only existence."
Wang Sheng's confusing repetition repeated the order, and looked like a narrative.
"The only existence." Wika's consciousness was confused again, and then continued slowly, "One of the twelve weapons of the main god, the God God Group has mastered the projection of the killing cannon, and has the ability to summon the main body two tenths."
Wang Sheng knew that he was disappointed. He turned out to be only a projection. There was no real existence in Wika's hands. No wonder he could not find its trace.
But then through Wika's self-talk, he knew more, and his heart was slightly shocked, and he was happy.
"This artillery is so powerful that with my power, it can only emit the remaining power of two artillery, and there is a crisis of its own collapse."
The power of the sacred artillery before was really not complete, but it was somewhat incomplete. One can imagine how powerful it would be if it were complete.