Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

Playing casually with the magic tool in his hand, Liu Daoming was noncommittal to Anxiela's amazement.

"Wu" represents the will to fight no matter what you face anyone. Liu Daoming's other identities may look at the situation when facing the enemy, and some even have the bad habit of playing tricks on the enemy. However, for "Wu" It is said that there is no concept of showing mercy at all.

Among all the incarnations, "Wu" has cultivated the art of killing to the highest level. It can be said that basically all of its methods are to kill better and win.

If all the incarnations formed by the ten powers of Liu Dao Ming are pulled out to engage in a melee, theoretically, even if the other nine incarnations are on top, the "Wu" of the [struggle] incarnation can also win!

Of course, it's only about winning. After all, there are specializations in the art industry, and the focus of other incarnations is also different. At least if Wu Daoming and You Daoming fight alone, the winner must be Wu Daoming, and the one who survives to the end must be You Daoming .

After all, You Dao Ming, who controls [Death], is the kind of character who only takes home even if he falls into the underworld. Even if the underworld is shattered, it is difficult to erase all his resurrection coins.

"Hey, Anshela, this will be your companion from now on, so get along well in the future!"

The jade pendant in his hand radiated light, and the authority belonging to [Fantasy] fell down, weaving the origin, shaping the past, and finally refining the fake into reality. The jade pendant turned into a golden light and scattered on the ground, and finally there was a petite figure in front of him.

Long golden hair as soft as silk, black robes that set off the king's temperament, and slender dragon horns on her head, a golden-haired dragon horn loli appeared in front of his eyes.

Seeing this scene, An Xiela also got off Liu Daoming's body, turned into a human form, and looked at the blond Lolita.

So, in front of Liu Daoming, one with blonde hair and one with silver hair, black robe and white skirt, black-eyed dragon horn loli and red-eyed crystal loli looked at each other.

Angela: Watch!

Black pupil loli:...

Rolling her eyes impatiently, the blond loli ignored Anxiela's curiosity indifferently, and a flicker turned into a jade pendant and hung on Liu Daoming's waist, no matter how much she pointed, she didn't respond.

"She is the tortoise Gulima, one of the ten incarnations of the highest god Vishnu in Hinduism. In some myths, she is also connected with Xuanwu. Of course, she is the same person as you now, [Li], called She, Xuan Li, is also right."

Looking at the tortoise shell jade pendant, Liu Daoming patiently introduced Anxiela to her future compatriots. He has always been patient and peaceful with his own people.

"Chixi, Xuanli, Chong, Li, Lord God, do you want to be a master?"

He chanted these two names strangely. Since Liu Daoming added this name, Anxiela often received some inexplicable information. Anxiela, who had rich experience, naturally understood that this was the inheritance of the myth.

In addition, she had deliberately learned about the name Chong Li, so she asked this question.

"It's not right to say that, it should be said that it is right to get to the bottom of it!"

Liu Daoming smiled, since Fu Ling Xinzhi said the name "Chong Li", he had a vague plan in mind.

Of course, he himself is not sure whether this plan can be completed. After all, this world is too inclusive. If not, he doesn't need to integrate himself into the myth system of this world.

Obviously his original purpose was to continuously integrate Chakra with its own will into the energy cycle of this planet through the energy exchange characteristics obtained from the sacred tree.

If this plan is really successful, in the end, the natural energy of the entire planet will be under his control, and he can even indirectly control the energy in everyone's body. After all, the cultivation of this world depends on the magic power between heaven and earth.

At that point, the dragon veins of the earth, the mantra of the human body, and even the natural energy of the earth are all under his control. With a single thought, he can drain the vitality and energy of the entire planet and recreate a chakra fruit.

Although pure chakra doesn't mean much to him anymore, and he is unlikely to do such a thing, but it can be used as a way to turn the table, and if something happens, there is enough backhand to move the chessboard. Fell on the opponent's face.

However, embarrassingly, he found that since he realized the traces of fate in this world, the chakra he diluted into this world was out of his control.

When he got to the bottom of it, he found that all the concepts of energy circulation converged into the legendary Jianmu, World Tree, and Tree of Life, which are special characters in mythology.

And he even traced back to the concept of chakra in this world, which originated from the chakras in Indian mythology. The practice content involving chakra can be found in Hinduism and Buddhism. At the same time, ancient Japanese warriors and ninjas all practiced secret religion.

So he found out speechlessly that his plan went bankrupt before it took shape, and the chakra he diluted had become a part of the world's ability cycle. Chakras are very similar.

Fortunately, these chakras were not completely wasted after all. In exchange, he obtained the qualification to participate in the evolution of the world's mythology. It is precisely because of this that he claimed that Chongli would be recognized by the mythology.

Of course, this is because the highest level of disobedience that can come to this world is only this level, otherwise, if he wants the position of the beginning and God, let alone come, it doesn't matter whether this world can condense such a personality. easy to say.

Shaking his head, he didn't think about these troublesome things. Generally speaking, he didn't suffer. Not only did he see the trace of fate, but he also gained the identity of walking in the mythology.

"Hmm...Huang Quan, what are you doing here?"

A light hey came from the boy's mouth, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes, Liu Daoming turned his head to look at the shadow at the stairs.

There, the gloomy Hei Changzhi was holding the Lion King tightly in his hand.

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Chapter 47: Sacrifice to the gods with blood and carnage; demon king civil war?

"So, you struggled for so long, and finally came to me just to let me give you strength? Enough power to protect Kagura?"

Looking lazily at Isayama Koizumi, who was half kneeling on the ground, Rokudomei propped his chin up, a faint golden light flashed in his eyes, seeing the girl's struggling heart and the color of her soul, he was inexplicably happy.

"Yes, please tell me what to do!"

There was an indescribable embarrassment on her face, but for the sake of Kagura and her father, she was willing to abandon her insignificant self-esteem, and brazenly knelt down to beg this senior who could only be regarded as familiar.

What happened during this period of time made her fully understand how powerless she was when the real storm came.

Defeated by the B-type evil spirit, powerless against the evil spirit and witch, pushed and sent to the god by the official history compilation committee, and the giant god who shook the world a few days ago...

Only when you really face the whole world will you realize how weak the trump card of the so-called countermeasure room is!

My insignificant will and hope are just bargaining chips used to please the people in front of the official history compilation committee; but the official history compilation committee is also as humble as dust in front of the people in front of me.

"Then you should also know that there are only two types of real masters in this world!"

He looked at the change in the girl's face with great interest. Although he couldn't watch the show anymore, it would be a good pastime to see the girl glowing again.