Lord of the People: Start Summoning Black and White Impermanence

Chapter 232
"Stab!"

Blood splashes, especially bright in the blank sky.

One after another mages fell down, and the staffs in their hands also shattered.

There is also the only red-robed mage, the staff in his hand is already a little damaged, and his body is already full of scars.

But if you can still persist, you have to tear the space and leave.

Still, no action yet.

Xiaotiangou leaped out of the space and bit its head in one fell swoop.

The sharp teeth closed lightly.

"Oh!"

A blast.

The entire head of the red-robed mage exploded.

There are red lights flashing, and you need to recover quickly.

"I still want to live!"

Yang Jian yelled sharply, and the eyes on his forehead suddenly flashed light, shining on the red light.

In an instant, the red light seemed to be suppressed, and trembled suddenly.

Then, like a balloon deflated, it slowly deflated.

In an instant, the red light disappeared, and he died completely.

Looking at the wreckage of the falling spaceship, Xiao Tiangou returned to Yang Jian's side.

Yang Jian calmly withdrew his gaze and looked at everything.

In a flash, he disappeared into the sky.

This is not the only place he has to deal with.

……

At the same time, the encirclement and suppression by Li Jing and others against the Barak Kingdom's Assassins Association has come to an end.

In Wang Jie's mind, reminders kept ringing.

[Kill the ninth-level god, the red-robed mage, get 36 units of energy, [-] power of faith, a magic storage ring, and a broken kingdom of God]

[Kill the ninth-level god, the shadow assassin, get 34 units of energy, [-] power of faith, a magic storage ring, and a broken kingdom of God]

The breath in the body keeps surging.

Wang Jie's momentum swelled a little.

A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Although due to the limitation of the path of faith, if he does not meet the upgrade requirements, his strength will not be upgraded to the eighth-level god.

But the acquisition of energy value will improve his strength.

These energies will continue to accumulate and form a deep foundation.

That is a combat power of the same level that even Nuba and others cannot match.

The ending is basically coming to an end, and before long, the entire Primordial Kingdom will only have his voice.

Thinking about it, the body dipped into the Ascension Pool.

Close your eyes, the bright red pool water is surging.

Continue to strengthen his physical body.

He consumed some resources and upgraded a wave of ascension pools.

There is no major change, but it can allow him to continue to improve.

And the energy of the ninth-level gods is enough to raise the upper limit of his physical body enhancement to the seventh-level gods.

Now he is still a little bit close, and his physical body is about to break through the eighth-level god.

……

The Tarot Empire, the stronghold of the Master Guild.

Brilliant buildings suspended in the air one by one, one after another hides the grand atmosphere that sometimes disappears.

All are showing the terrifying strength of the Master Master Association.

But at this moment, the mage is in the main hall.

A golden-cloaked mage with an aura of at least seventh-level gods and above sat around, staring at the outermost figure wrapped in black mist.

A golden-robed mage said, "Mo Ying, what are you doing here?"

"Come to make a deal."

"Deal? What kind of deal can we have with you? Don't think that we can form an alliance because of the so-called Great Desolate King." The golden robe mage said sharply.

Mo Ying just said lightly: "Of course we can have a deal."

"Give your souls to me, and I will lead you to a higher level of mage leadership."

"What ability do you have!" The golden robe mage shouted sharply.

next moment.

The whole body seemed to be stiff, sluggish in place.

There are streaks of black mist, and at some point, it has already surrounded the entire hall.

"This is demonic energy, Mo Ying, you have turned to the demon clan!" The leader, a golden-robed mage, roared angrily.

The violent aura burst out with the powerful aura of a fifth-order god.

but nothing works.

The black mist has already surrounded his whole body.

Haunting moments.

The pupils of the golden-robed mage became dull, and the powerful power seemed to be completely unable to resist the invasion of magic energy.

Each mage is exactly the same, wrapped in magic energy.

Looking at the mages who gradually became like him, Mo Ying whispered:

"Master Ghost Mother, the task you arranged has been completed."

A soft voice came from nowhere:

"Very good, continue, the seal has been loosened, I want the entire Tarot Empire to become my believers."

"Also, help me search for that breath."

"Yes, respected Lord Ghost Mother." Mo Ying bowed and kowtowed.

Then he stood up and looked at the dull mages in front of him.

There seems to be an order.

One by one, the mages raised their hands and began to send messages.

A few moments later, figures of sorcerers flew towards the hall.

……

The prehistoric kingdom, the capital of the kingdom.

"Boom!"

The whole earth shook suddenly.

There was a majestic aura that swept across the entire capital.

"Boom!"

Above the sky, there is a flash of golden light pouring down.

fell in the palace.

The grand aura is constantly rising, as if it is surpassing an incredible node.

Numerous subjects are discussing hotly:

"what's the situation?"

"It is the direction of the palace, and it is His Majesty who has been promoted again."

"God bless our Great Desolate Kingdom, Your Majesty's talent is too powerful."

"That is, otherwise, how could he start from scratch and achieve such a career in a short period of time."

"Listen to me, you must know that our Majesty is a..."

In the teahouse, a storyteller was speaking.

The audience below kept applauding.

As for Wang Jie's breakthrough, the sound was shocking, but after getting used to it, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Just respect this Majesty in my heart.

"Boom!"

There was another vibration.

"Oh!"

The water like clear water suddenly splashed out.

Wang Jie walked out slowly from the inside, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:
"The physical body of an eighth-level god is really good."

"It's just that the resource consumption is a bit too much. The blood essence in a national treasury has a full 1000 million pieces, which are directly consumed."

"If I want to continue to upgrade to the seventh-level god's body, I need 5000 million blood essence."

"But it's a good thing if it can be consumed."

Thinking about it, the notification sound also sounded.

[Your breakthrough behavior has aroused the respect of the subjects of the prehistoric king's capital. The current recognition of the subjects of the capital is fixed at [-], and you can get an additional [-] units of power of faith every day]

[Your breakthrough behavior spreads outward through various channels, and within three days, the recognition of the subjects of the entire Primordial Kingdom will increase by [-]%, reaching [-]]

[You can get 120 million units of Faith Power per day]

"120 million units is a surprise."

The corner of Wang Jie's mouth curled into a smile.

But that's not the point of more concern.

With a stroke of the palm, the Sword of the Desolate emerged.

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[Fourth, Tianwei: It contains some characteristics of the law of destruction. It has the extremely terrifying power of thunder, which explodes with the strength of the user. It can be used once a day. The power is comparable to ten eighth-level gods with a full blow , causing injuries that cannot be recovered, the upper limit is unknown]

(End of this chapter)