Overgod Ascension

"Lian Liu Sheng Jian Hao are jade broken?"

Under the violent attack of a group of unimaginable ghosts, the defense lines composed of many priests and witches were defeated, and they were continuously slaughtered, and blood was dyed red and whole.

At this time, after seeing Liu Shengjian Hao also succumbing to the ghosts, it was a fatal blow to morale.

"Eight thousand spear gods... I pray for you, come!"

At this time, the great priests who were protected by the group at the core finally completed their own methods.

There is a huge platycodon print on the ground, which has been stained with blood. At this time, the great gods face with a solemn color, pull out the ribs on the waist and smash into their hearts.

At the same time that vitality is dying, the law on the ground is also lit.

Seeing this, the face of the big priest took a smile, and immediately he fell into the darkness.

Hey!

Many slashes with black air, smashed the enchantment, a group of warriors who rushed in, but what they saw was the blood on the ground, forming a strange figure.

"When you slaughter my god, you should be punished!"

This **** figure is faint, and it is a tone that is very different from Fuso language, with a mysterious and strange taste.

This is ‘He Yu’. The rumored Fusang’s proverb, every word spit out, seems to shake the air slightly, but the meaning is clearly printed in the heart of a group of warriors.

"Slay you!"

However, a group of warriors who had been slaughtered to the madness of the ghost did not care, and waved and rushed forward.

"Humble bugs!"

The blood-red figure said with a sad, unrequited expression, slowly raised the palm of his hand, and a virtual shadow of the heart emerged in the middle, slamming it!

boom!

Blood splashes, a group of ghosts in front of the charge, a group of warriors, is holding his heart, his face fell incredulously.

Ninja Swordsman is derived from the powerful vitality of the monster, and can't save it!

And the blood pouring into the figure makes him look more real.

The scorpion of the Eight Thousand Spears looked at the other warriors, but with a strong desire: "Festival!"

......

"Well? I know I really want to go out!"

This is a battlefield of more than 5,000 people. It has already shown the situation of Yi Yu’s defeat. Wu Ming’s eyes naturally focus on the other side of the small battlefield.

"The two three-level masters are powerful, but the ghosts are in a group of one level and two levels. The wolves are fighting the law, and the grinding is going to be ruined. Is this light a god-divided avatar?"

Wu Ming’s eyes glimpsed and he saw a touch of blood.

"The body is a three-level, the body is at least a three-level peak, it is likely to be the fourth level of Shinto, Chu Fengcheng, and the existence of the raging dragon, should be the **** of the Izumo Taisha, eight thousand spears? More critical The god, it seems to be the same as the males..."

Thinking about it, Wu Ming’s face showed a hint of teasing: “Ghosts and Yijing!”

"Lord!"

Ghosts and Yiyi came here, and they were so rude. On the battlefield, they should be so meticulous.

"You take the Iron Artillery Team and go to this position to help the family of ghosts kill the rebellious!"

"Follow!"

Looking at the ghosts of the Pegasus, the taste of Wu Ming’s face is even heavier: “The **** of humanity, too much restriction, the belief is one side, the air transporter is another side! Being a hibiscus dragon, it’s a must-have, and what can you do with him?"

It was the time when Ghost Yiyi arrived. With the help of eight thousand spear gods, the official group began to fight back and almost forced the ghost group into a desperate situation.

"Iron guns, shooting!"

The ghost who saw this scene was furious and immediately ordered.

Hey!

A violent flame spurted out of the tube, and a grain suddenly bloomed on the white clothes of the gods and witches.

Eight thousand spears looked at the ghosts and the Yijing, but they were stunned: "Godson?! Is the war of the Son of God already opened?"

The direct game of Sangui God is like playing chess. The hidden purpose is the first important.

Before Ghost Pills have never made a fortune, unless the monthly readings are intimate with the Amateur God, you will not find any clues. Even the men who have to be accompanied can only feel the traces of his destiny. This is to hide and prevent being enemies. The price that divination must pay!

Now, the gas transportation of Ghost Yiyi began to flourish, but it has not yet been fully revealed. Eight thousand spear gods can only vaguely feel that this warrior has a blood of gods, but it is still uncertain.

"Crazy!"

Ghosts and Yijing did not hesitate. They ran wildly, and their hands slammed into the avatars of the eight thousand spear gods.

At the same time, he flashed a cloud on the top, and the purple airlift emerged, forming a horrific suppression, and suddenly fell on the Eight Thousand Spears.

"this is……"

Eight thousand spears were shocked, but they were immediately smashed into two halves by the three-day sect, and many blood spattered and sprinkled.

Peng!

The **** squad of the ground exploded, which represented that this avatar was truly degraded.

"Eight thousand spears... How is it possible?"

Seeing this scene, the remaining priests and witches are sluggish.

"What are you doing, kill me! One does not stay!"

Ghost Yiyi is slamming and urging his team of iron guns and the remaining ghosts to kill the enemy.

......

The setting sun is like blood, and the battlefield is a mess. It represents the flag of Yiyu’s family burning in the flames.

Numerous efforts to clean the battlefield, carrying the warrior and the light body, and peeling off the armor of the enemy warrior, and then burying or burning the enemy's body.

"Lord!"

Within the camp, Lusuke in the mountains was excited to confess to Wu Ming: "This battle, my family lost more than 40 feet, and the heroes lost more than 300..."

"Well, this loss is acceptable, what about the enemy?"

Wu Ming shook the military fan and asked casually.

"The enemy generals in the autumn of Iraq help, was arrested by our warriors! Three thousand military forces, eight hundred dead, one thousand five prisoners! This is a big victory! After this war, even Yi Yujia, have to admit My family is in the hegemony of Ishiishi-gun!"

"Let the Classics, Kotaro, and Kenichi come in!"

Wu Ming issued the order, the first to come in is the moon, Kotaro, the ninja respectfully slammed, presented a first level: "The Lord, the enemy has been forbeared by me, after this war, I finally broke through the boundaries of forbearance ......"

Although he has changed his clothes, Wu Ming can still feel a strong **** suffocation in him, which represents a serious injury. Presumably, he has experienced a desperate struggle.

It is also an earth-shattering feat to be able to kill the third level with a second-level body, even though it uses traps and sieges.

“How is a group of casualties?”

"The first master of the Qi, the ghost group killed 37 people, Panasonic Xiangtai, Koizumi Sword III, Koizumi Sword 5 are jade..."

Matsushita said it.

"Well, I know, you will be the official leader of the ghost group in the future, and the dead will have to pay for it. Next, I will expand the group of ghosts to 500 people!"

Wu Ming bounced his nails, and there was no sadness and no joy in his eyes.

The group of ninja swordsmen of the ghosts is the consumption that he created. It is a pity that he will die a few times. As long as there are enough powerful monsters and flesh and blood, how many such people are there.

This is Matsushita Kenichi. After this battle, the breath seems to have a breakthrough. Perhaps it will soon be able to cross the threshold of the third level, but Wu Ming has a slight surprise.

"Ghosts, you seem to have something to say?"

Wu Ming glanced at the ghost and looked at it. When he saw this kid’s words and thoughts, he couldn’t help but smile.

"Not bad!"

Ghost Yiyi slammed his teeth and slammed back: "I think we can't retreat now!"

"Oh? Can you not lay the foundation of your home after defeating the help of the autumn?"

Wu Ming smiled and asked, the people in the field were ignorant, only the middle of the deer in the mountains flashed the color of thinking.

"Of course, after the First World War, the entire Izumo country will recognize the power of the Lord!"

Ghost Yiyi Sutra: "If the family is willing to be the name of the place, it will be enough to squash in the Ishigami-gun. But if you want to rule the whole cloud, or even let the world see the mass of the Lord, this is far from enough. !"

"Haha... the world!"

Wu Ming smiled quickly: "Yes, people in the field, only the Yijing won my heart! And... Now the strength of this family has reached a point, even though the torrents retreat, after the rule of the stone, it will inevitably cause embarrassment and siege. Maybe, for the encirclement network of my family, it has already taken shape!"

"I Yu's family needless to say, the name of the country of the country of the cloud, from then on, will inevitably pay close attention to the family, and, the three families of An Yiguo, the situation has gradually become clear, the winner is hanging in the city of Maori and Wulongcheng Among the great temples! Once the other party unifies An Yiguo, the next step is to invade the clouds and achieve the name of a million stone name!"

In this region, Izumo and Anyi are the two most powerful countries, each with hundreds of thousands of stone heights. Once the two countries are unified, the surrounding big names will be surrendered. This is the name of the million stone class. ! It is enough to control the situation in the whole world!

"The Maori family has always had disputes with the family. This time, the troops were sent because of our secret alliance with the Dazao Temple, which would form a containment. Otherwise, the rear must be attacked! Unfortunately, the strength of the Dazao Temple is still inferior to the Maori family. I am afraid that even with our implicit support, An Yiguo is also bound to fall into the hands of Maori!"

Wu Ming’s face is solemn: “So this war is the beginning, and it must not be withdrawn. Once it retreats, the family cannot develop. When the Maori family unifies the Anyi country, we will immediately be under the attack of Maori and Yiyu!”

"So, we have to attack! Attack!! Attack again!!! Until I defeated Yiyu in one fell swoop!"

In the mountains, Lu Zhisuke heard cold and sweat, and immediately squatted: "Please forgive me before the short-sighted, can not see the main ambition, yes, we must defeat Yi Yu home, to lay the status of the cloud overlord!" (to be continued.)

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