Chapter 291

"Fierce?"

The LORD God looked at the blood words on the ground and the corpse of Yizi immortal. A hint of authority increase sounded in his ear. His face sank, but he laughed again: "heaven is unpredictable, and man-machine is even more ethereal. I am the emperor of all worlds. The will derived from the LORD God's temple. How can you judge my good or bad fortune?"

A flame fell, the word immortal into ashes, the figure of the LORD God has long disappeared.

……

"This time, I'm really stirring up the storm, right?"

In Shangzhou, Wu Ming sits cross legged, thinking about gains and losses.

"This task, the discerning people will know that it is not right, but a large number of low-level authorities, as long as they are not afraid of obliteration, will get it... Moreover, in the process of this bloody battle, the authority will not be transferred, but will be accumulated together and finally gathered on the winner!"

This will automatically exclude some of the authorities.

After all, the higher the authority, the stronger the strength, but it is roughly the same. If there is a strong person who can fight against obliteration, but also has few desires, he may not come to participate in the muddy water this time, and he has eliminated powerful competitors.

In fact, in this stage built by Wu Ming, only he and the main God are the protagonists, and the others are just supporting roles.

"Now I can vaguely feel that... In terms of authority, among all reincarnations, I am the highest... Even..."

With a wave of Wu Ming's hand, the light curtain of the main temple appeared automatically.

"Display reincarnator information!"

[Ding! Dear master, you want to access the reincarnation information... In the permission confirmation, if some permissions are passed, you will get some reincarnation information!]

The main temple responded immediately:

[total reincarnation: 1734! Among them authority person: 33! The specific personnel information authority is insufficient, unable to query!]

"There are only thirty-three left. I remember there were thirty-four before. It seems that the will of the Lord has not stopped!"

Wu Ming pondered for a moment: "I set the level, the division of reincarnation strength!"

[level 1 reincarnation: 889! Secondary reincarnation: 772! Third level reincarnation: 53! Level 4 reincarnation: 17! Level 5 reincarnation: three!]

"Well..."

Wu Ming touched his chin and lost a fourth level reincarnator. It seems that the harvest of the Lord's will is not small.

Since killing yuqingzi, his authority has been raised again, he can check the number of reincarnation in the main temple. Although he can't get specific information, it's enough to make him make a plan.

Otherwise, if he saw that there was a level 6 supernatural power in it, Wu Ming would be stupid to issue this task and be married.

"It's just... There's a fifth level reincarnator?"

Wu Ming was a little surprised that there was only one left in the end.

"The main temple must also add some restrictions, otherwise, before the final master decides to come out, there will be six level great powers. It's not good for hiding, and it's too bad for the balance..."

The great powers of the outside world may not be able to find out the pulse of the main temple, but the reincarnation of level 6 is likely to destroy from the inside.

Although this is just Wu Ming's guess, there are also possibilities. After all, there is no reincarnation of level 6 up to now, which is the best proof!

"Wind and rain from all over Shangzhou!"

When Wu Ming saw this, he suddenly laughed, and the whole person disappeared again

……

"Red sparrow camp in position! Xuanwu camp is ready

Still in the Imperial City, outside the eight trigrams monitoring hall, Qiu Yi was holding a Xuanwu sword and staring at the open passage with sweat on his face.

"Xuanwu camp has arrived!"

A talisman flashes and the message is delivered.

"Good!"

When the voice came, there was a dead silence.

Step on!

In the silence, a sound of footsteps came very clearly.

"Here it is Qiu Yi's eyes were burning with fear.

Step approaching, there is a figure, wearing strange smell department clothing, is a hawk!

"Help... Help me!"

He was in a mess, with layers of talismans and dim light. He still had a crystal of evil spirit in his hand. As soon as he got out of the passageway, he cried out with joy on his face.

"Roar

But immediately, a shadow twice the height of an ordinary person came out, which made him look very different.

It's a dragon monster. Its black claws are outstretched, and its dim light can't be protected any more. Even though the goshawk has martial arts, it's still a mole ant when facing the Dragon monster who is almost a martial saint!

Poof!

The claws were inserted from his back without hindrance, and his chest was protruding. He grasped a red heart and grasped it.

In the blood burst, the joy on the eagle's face gradually solidified.

"Now! Four elephant sword formation, kill

Qiu Yi Yuan Shen came out of his body and attached himself to the sword. The xuanhei flying sword was shocked suddenly and appeared in the shape of Xuanwu. It was as lofty as a mountain and blocked the passage in an instant.

"Ouch

"Chirp!"

Next to him, red, white and green lights twinkle, turning into a rosefinch, a white tiger, and a green dragon. They fight with the Dragon monster fiercely.

"Roar

Even if one enemy is four, the Dragon monster is fierce and powerful. It comes and goes like the wind. It seems that it wants to break through the interception and kill the emerging expert of the strange news department.

Buzz!

At this time, a sword light seems to trigger heaven and earth thunder punishment, flying out of the eight trigrams hall, just a sword, leaving a wound on the Dragon monster, black blood like a spring!

Legalist heaven punishment sword!

Cui Jue's voice said, "what are you waiting for?"

Qiu Yi, together with several other deputy commanders and Zhenfu envoys, had a fierce look on their faces. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out blood essence.

After the four spirit flying sword is stained with blood, its power soars and suddenly turns into four-color dark light, which instantly nails the Dragon monster's limbs.

"Chop!"

Cui Jue shot again, the sky punishment sword flashed, the Dragon monster stayed for a while, the huge head finally fell down.

"Hoo..."

Qiu Yi takes back the flying sword and looks at the black traces of evil spirit pollution on it. It's painful, and his face is even paler, which shows that his vitality is damaged.

"Daddy..."

As for the cry and sorrow from Cang Feiyan, they were completely ignored.

"Very good!"

Cui Jue came up, checked the Dragon monster, and said indifferently, "the Dragon monster has gone to the third place. As long as you come back several times, you can clean up the imperial mausoleum thoroughly! Then you can rest assured to go to ZuLong's cave! Take an hour off and send someone out again! "

After that, he ordered people to carry the corpse and return to the hall without looking at the eagle.

There are many cruel officials in the Legalists. In order to achieve their goals, they do whatever they can. In Cui Jue's opinion, the other party is the person of the strange news department, which is the reason why the imperial court should be responsible for the death. There must be a reward after the event, which is enough!

If there is still something to ask for, it is to have a resentment, not to kill injustice!

Cang Feiyan's eyes are red, holding the body of the eagle, but his eyes are drooping down, and there is a faint hatred flashed by.

"Alas... Your father died for his country. After that, the court will have a pension. Do you have children in your family? When Meng Yinzhi... "

Qiu Yi came forward and comforted him a little, but he was absent-minded.

"My father has no son, only one nephew. He died in the mausoleum before..."

Cang Fei's eyes were red, and his timid reply made Qiu Yi's face move. He could not help saying: "it's difficult to do this, but you can rest assured that your father is a loyal minister. I will write a letter to praise him, and choose his people to adopt him and inherit the incense."

"Thank you, my Lord!"

Cang Feiyan bows down and feels Qiu Yi's strange eyes. His hatred is even more like a poisonous snake.

……

Qiu Yi didn't pay much attention to it. Although women are good, he is in a high position. No matter in the school or in the imperial court, he has all kinds of glory and wealth. What can't he get?

However, this woman is young and has the cultivation of a mage. That's good. She is a suitable concubine.

Among the sects, although there is no method of combining Taoism and Taoism, there are still several books on the method of cauldron.

This idea is fleeting. Qiu Yi looks at the Eight Diagrams palace with a melancholy look on his face.

"Before... Our elites did their best and made a huge noise. They were besieged by several dragon monsters. They were seriously injured and had to retreat. If it wasn't for that adult, I'm afraid they would lose most of them immediately!"

"Don't do anything when you see something... Yan Sheng can only use the old method and order us to use crystal as bait to kill dragon monsters and damage their numbers..."

"It's just that it's dangerous. Only a dozen spies can survive..."

Boom! Boom!

There was another shock, which made Qiu Yi and others look different

"Now the Earth Dragon vibrates more and more frequently, and the ZuLong cave changes immediately. What should we do?"

Eyes, not by turn to monitor the palace.

Inside the hall, there are only four people in the center of the eight trigrams array.

Yan Sheng, Cui Jue, Prince Yong, and an old Confucian with warm and jade color in his eyes.

Before Wu Ming felt some dangerous mysterious people, and before in the imperial mausoleum, it was him.

"This time, we'll get rid of another one. If we go on like this, it won't take a few days to clean up the imperial mausoleum..."

Yan Sheng saw the corpse with a happy face.

On the contrary, when Prince Yong saw the Dragon monster's ferocious corpse, he had fear on his face. He looked at the old Confucian beside him, and his face looked much better.

"What does Xiang Taifu think?"

Cui Jue looked at the old Confucian with respect on her face.

Confucianism fosters noble spirit and has its own branches. This Xiang Taifu is a Southern School of mind learning. When he was young, he once won six yuan in a row and was famous all over the world. After he became the number one scholar, he was appointed to the Imperial Academy and studied for decades. He not only became a great master of noble spirit and could be called a "Confucian sage", but also advanced to the point of being rational and sincere.

That is to say, some old Confucians are well-informed and have no thoughts. They can even sense their own misfortunes and avoid misfortunes.

In the past, divination is not calculated by itself, and medicine is not treated by itself. This previously known ability is a higher level of magic power.

At this point, learning can start its own school. A hundred years later, it is called "Xiang Zi"!

In Wu Ming's view, it is the fifth level of Confucianism and Taoism!