The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 158 Surrender
On the plain, [-] troops were stationed, a large number of camps landed, and the army was terrified. Teams of sergeants with swords and swords on their backs paraded around. They were sturdy and full of energy and blood.

A thick blood-red evil spirit enveloped the sky. In Changsheng, who had a little extraordinary power, the huge army could already cause some visions.

It has been a month since the coalition joined forces, and the coalition forces did not rush to march, but started training instead. The aliens who were in the command headquarters and possessed extraordinary abilities forcibly deprived the leaders of other gathering places of their authority.

The army was broken up and reorganized again. It can be said that this army has all fallen into the hands of aliens.

In a certain tent, Wu Ming sits cross-legged in meditation, exhaling the qi of the sky, and the sea of ​​consciousness rolls endlessly, spreading around like a wave of waves, and finally at a certain moment, the dark earth shakes, a layer of yellow mist surrounds it, and the yin god is like a Taoist priest Sit upright.

The pinnacle of day trips!

Wu Ming let out a long breath, and he was quite happy to realize the cultivation of this body. After the body recovered, it had the characteristics of the celestial path, coupled with the abundance of mysteries in this world, he advanced all the way and restored his original cultivation.

Of course, the spells are not complete, at most he has also cultivated a dry glory technique, conditioning the body, dragon and tiger sword art, master killing, which is far from the peak combat power.

"Is Zhang Shaojun there? The military master is here to invite you." Suddenly, a voice came from outside the tent.

Wu Ming said indifferently: "I see, let's go later."

After the messenger outside the door left, he sneered, this time he tried to simplify, and only brought 500 people, and he didn't hear about the situation when the group of aliens in the Samsara Paradise were crazily collecting power in a month.

Now the other party feels that the overall situation is certain, and he has no guns by himself, so he doesn't take himself seriously at all.

"It's a pity that the first-level transcendent can still be killed by the mortal army, and the second-level extraordinary can come and go freely, and his own strength is real."

Thinking of this, Wu Ming shook his head, got up and went to the headquarters.

Passing through one pass after another, just in front of the tent, a lady in a red dress stepped on a catwalk and led her up.

She said: "The Daoist retreats, but he doesn't know that we are going to march into Kaifeng, so we can make any suggestions."

On the surface, Wu Ming remained calm, secretly speculating... This aura is a bit like the blood clan in the west. The three people who came here are all conscripts at the peak of the second order, so I don't know if there is something hidden.

The two entered the hood one after the other, and a sense of warmth came over them. A stove was burning inside, and an oily roasted whole lamb was sizzling on top, with a golden brown and crispy skin that was tempting.

It's a pity that the dozen or so high-level executives present with different images didn't have any appetite, and they were all frowning.

The leader is not like a general, but gentle and elegant, with a slender figure and a bartender in a bar. He looked at the senior management with a smile and said, "Which one of you has any objections?"

The dozen or so people below laughed awkwardly, but said nothing.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming knew that among the three people who came to the Reincarnation Paradise, only this person retained the most strength. It seems that he has undergone mechanical transformation. The whole body is the strongest weapon. The limit explosion barely has the lethality of the second level. It should be a mechanic .

The mechanical products in the nearby gathering places were made by him. After receiving the mechanical transformation, several leaders were killed, and their lives were directly controlled.

The mechanic smiled silently at the crowd, and was about to speak, when suddenly he saw Wu Ming coming, his eyes brightened, and he said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is here, welcome."

He tentatively asked: "I plan to divide the troops into three groups, encircle the three and miss one, the aborigines will lead the way to feign an attack, and you will lead the way to detour, how about our main attack?"

If you want to say who makes the mechanic the most taboo, I'm afraid it's Wu Ming. If you sit still for a month, you will either lie flat or have full confidence. With the level of the tester, there is a high probability that it will be the latter, so the mechanic intentionally
Hearing this, Wu Ming smiled, majestic mana leaked from his body, stained with a trace of radiant substance, instantly flooded the entire tent, and shrouded in a terrifying spiritual aura.

The eyes of the dozen or so people present went dark for a moment, their hearts stopped beating, and their chests were heavy. However, the three conscripts from the Samsara Paradise, who were concentrating their firepower, were sweating profusely.

Wu Ming walked to the main seat, kicked the mechanic away without any politeness, looked down at everyone, and said indifferently: "From today onwards, I will be the leader of the army, whoever agrees with it, whoever opposes it!"

"We admit it, we agree."

Several people were so crushed that their veins bulged, and the mechanic's body was flickering with azure blue current, his eyes rolled up, revealing the miserable mechanical beads, as if he was overwhelmed by a mechanical short circuit.

Hearing this, Wu Ming smiled slightly, restrained his mana, and the heavy pressure that filled the ledger faded away like a tide, and only then did the three conscripts gasp for breath. Their expressions were shocked, full of fear and disbelief.

The mechanic said dryly: "Impossible, impossible! You...how did you retain the strength of the second-order peak."

Wu Ming didn't bother to care about it, and realized the use of spiritual power just now. This little trick was learned from a psychic mutant wandering in the wilderness.

Compared with the Emperor Han who is good at mobilizing the spirit of heaven and earth with the magic power of the gods, the mutants of the mind tap the power of the spirit, like the red dust incense lamp, and some Taoist priests who practice the soul attack, they are more reckless. Never mind.

After a few breaths, the three conscripts calmed down, and they had no choice but to accept their fate, wondering whether Wu Ming had mastered a local innate treasure.

Wu Ming glanced at the uneasy strangers, and chuckled, he had no strength to integrate the army, and he just hated the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others.

As he strikes out calmly now, he has perfectly received the rich fruit.

However, Wu Ming did not embarrass the conscripts. He exchanged information with Jing Ming and learned that every force outside the Longevity Realm sent a taboo power to stare at them, looking down at the plane, waiting for internal turmoil to be torn apart again. Wound.

Just like the battle that severely damaged Changsheng's will, these people represent the paradise of reincarnation, and there is no way to guarantee that there is no way to contact the backstage. It would not be beautiful to force the dog to jump over the wall.

"The situation in the fourth-order world is so complicated. It is indeed a chaotic zone. My bottom line is to let Jing Ming, the high-level practitioner of the Daluo Temple, succeed. It is best not to come in."

Wu Ming thought.

After regaining his senses, he stared at a few people and calmly said, "Is there anyone else in the Reincarnation Paradise? Think about it before answering. You can't fool me."

The mechanic gritted his teeth. He did have a backhand, the power behind the relationship organization, but if he started early and didn't gain enough, he would be in a life-or-death situation.

He looked at the unfathomable tester in the main seat, smiled wryly, and truly realized the horror of these true cultivators, because all the power is accumulated by himself. With the same amount of power, they can exert 120% of it, while true cultivators can Give full play to 150%, or even [-]%, and if you say that you will explode, you will explode.

And because of self-cultivation, the skill bar is unlimited, and he also has a variety of skills, which is almost omnipotent.

"Forget it, what you get comes with a price." The mechanic decided to tell the whole story.

(End of this chapter)