Evangelism and transcendence starts from covering the sky

Chapter 232 Progress
On the bright side, large armies continue to occupy the territories of other countries, but the secret confrontation never stops.

The powerhouses hidden in the dark tried their best to obstruct the expansion of Daqian. Some people tried to destroy the attacking army; some wanted to cleanse the 'gods' everywhere;

And Taiwei, who regards all this as a game, is also happy to dispatch troops to fight against them, fight openly and secretly, and have fun.

Even so, under the calculation of the "Taiwei Heavenly Emperor" Yuanshen, he has not suffered any disadvantages, and has been advancing steadily all the way.

Especially the Western Regions, the progress of being conquered is the fastest!
This is not surprising. Since the first battle, only a small number of spirits and spirits survived after the first battle, so their strength was greatly damaged, and they have not fully recovered. All of you 'gods' play against each other.

As for the God of Vitality, the remaining popes of the Jingyuan Temple, the four priests, and the four gods served by the four priests can all be regarded as masters, but these people are not lacking in the Creator. In front of the Shinto' system, some things are not enough.

In addition, in the Western Regions, both race and cultural atmosphere are incompatible with other places in the world, and the relationship between the vitality god and other powerful people is also very ordinary. No one took the initiative to help him, which made him a little helpless.

Especially after discovering that this side is a soft persimmon, Taiwei gathered more strength to pinch and concentrate on attacking the Western Regions.

Countless gods under Emperor Wang Shuangxin blatantly built temples in the small underground of the Western Regions, collected incense and beliefs, and helped the small army, while the members of the Jingyuan Temple could only shrink back, and then they could be furious!
Very slowly, less than half of the vitality god's territory was occupied.

"If you continue to occupy it like that, the spirit of vitality should hold back. It should be shameless and pay the price. It is a pity to lure wolves into the house, but also to ask for help from others... In this case, the originally complicated and difficult Raiders of the Western Regions will be lost. Change to easy mode!"

Looking west from afar, Wang Shuang made a decision before thinking about it.

It's better to flatten the Jingyuan Temple while the difficulty has not changed.

"It's getting cold, let's destroy the Jingyuan Temple!" I said leisurely, with a teasing tone in my tone, as if I took that holy place seriously.

Because of Taiwei's will, the primordial spirit of the "Tianlei Shendi", who controls the Shinto, reached the oracle.

Very slowly, eight first-order 'gods' gathered, and under the leadership of Wang Shuang, they headed west.

Then, the 'Taiwei Shenting' jumped out from the statue of the Emperor of Heaven, shrunk slowly to hide all aura, and followed quietly.

"Even if Yuanqi God is willing to ask for help, if the Jingyuan Temple is really in danger of being destroyed, there will be no one to help the leader. At most, the life of Yuanqi God must be saved. People, it can be said that one more dies!"

"Therefore, you can also ambush a wave, surround the points to fight for reinforcements, and see if you can keep some enemies!"

……

"Whoosh..."

The air in the sky surged violently, and seven figures pierced the sky.

On the sunshine of late autumn, there is a small desert stretching as far as the eye can see, with yellow sand thousands of miles away.

That piece of yellow sand thousands of miles away is the nameless 'Gobi Desert' - the smallest barrier between the Western Regions and Xiaogan.

The boundless "Great Gobi" is deserted, and there are only a few poor sand bandits, ferocious bandits, poisonous snakes, poisonous scorpions... and other desert poisons.

Thousands and tens of thousands of miles away in the vast Gobi Sea, there are faint shadows of small snow-capped mountains looming in the sky, mysterious and unfathomable.

Above these snow-capped mountains are the lands of the countries of the Western Regions.

Seven figures flitted from the low sky, crossed the yellow sand thousands of miles away, and headed towards Xiaoxue Mountain through the sky, and soon came to the sky below Huoluo Kingdom.

The Huoluo Kingdom is a country in the Western Regions whose theocracy is less powerful than the imperial power.

The lowest ruler of the Jingyuan Temple, the God of Vitality, is the lowest god who has been betrayed by everyone in the Huoluo Kingdom.

The Jingyuan Temple is located under the sacred mountain in the north of the capital of Huoluo Kingdom, and it is more prosperous and eye-catching than the imperial palace.

Wang Shuangxin and the eight 'gods' came through the air without any cover-up. We stepped on the void and stood low in the air amidst the turbulent airflow, looking down at the top.

"Om-"

An aura smaller than Hao shakes the sky, like a vast ocean pouring down from the sky, blasting straight into the minds of everyone in the Jingyuan Temple, sweeping and submerging everything, bringing us a huge shock.

"Who! How dare you come to Jingyuan Temple to make trouble!"

The seven were quick visitors, and they released their aura without any disguise. After a short time, all the underhands in the Jingyuan Temple were startled by that aura.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, there was no sound of breaking through the air.

Seven figures flew out from the majestic temple in the center of the Jingyuan Temple, and they were in mid-air in a blink of an eye. When they saw the seven figures that appeared, their faces turned up, showing a look of horror.

Those seven figures were wearing robes of seven colors: white, white, red, and blue, and wrapped their heads in them, revealing only a pair of god-like eyes.

Waves of weak power fluctuations emanated from the seven figures, almost comparable to the seven thunder tribulations.

With that kind of strength, he can definitely rank among the underdogs in the world.

That's right... Such power is naturally nothing to the weak who have come to the level of the seven creators outside.

"The God of Underworld, the God of Law, the God of Blood, the God of Essence and Little Strength..."

Those seven people are the seven little gods in the Jingyuan Temple, second only to the God of Vitality.

The status of the seven little gods is usually more noble. In the Western Regions, one is seven, and the majesty of the seven little gods, when they see the seven figures appearing in the sky under the Jingyuan Temple, their expressions become bright and oppressive.

"Are the 'Heavenly Gods' and generals under the command of the alien god 'Tianlei Shendi'? Do you know that the seven pavilions have come to the Jingyuan Temple, so there is nothing to do?"

The one who spoke was Fashen among the seven little gods. I was wearing a blood robe and holding a blood wheel and saw wheel in my hand. The fluctuations of divine power emanating from my head made people palpitate.

Yes, after the Taiwei Heavenly General and the eight gods met, I tried to be as rude as possible.

Although I have no guesses about the purpose of the seven people's coming...the coming is good, but we still want to avoid desperate battles and look for life.

At the same time as Fashen opened his mouth, the gods of the other eight Jingyuan Temples also put on a respectful look, but the thoughts, vitality, and divine power in their bodies... everything is ready, ready to explode at any time, retreating and fighting for life .

General Taiwei really cares about the attitude towards the enemy, I only care about the oracle of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Today, the Jingyuan Temple will be destroyed!"

He didn't care about the compromise of the Seven Little Gods, Wang Shuangxin would speak indifferently, with a sense of determination.

(End of this chapter)