Chapter 1192

And then.

The magic cube of space is also put back to its original place by Su Lang and continues to perform the duties of the space dojo.

The second imperial breath bloomed, which was once again felt by countless warriors gathered in the holy city of yaochi, causing a new wave of worship.

"The second emperor soldier appeared, and the space Taoist field was promoted to Emperor level!"

"What is the second one? Did you forget the last mirror? Now they are at least three imperial soldiers

"My God, we have at least three imperial soldiers in the southern mainland. They are so strong!"

"The key is that his majesty Lang is so powerful that he is so proficient in refining tools that he can almost reach the sky."

"Yes, it's not bad. His Majesty must be canglan land from ancient times to the present. Oh, no, he is the most accomplished person in the whole Xinghai area."

"Mm-hmm, I think so too!"

"..."

countless people have been talking about it, which makes the holy city of yaochi seem to be boiling.

More quasi Shenwu people can't help but run to the space magic cube nearby to watch, the result is affected on the spot, directly condenses the space lead, promotes the martial god!

"Hiss, worthy of being an imperial level space Taoist field, I just look at it, and if I have some understanding, it condenses the guidance of space!"

"It's too strong, it's too powerful. From now on, we'll never have the difficulties and dangers of becoming gods again."

"Yes, the martial god realm will become as easy to break through as the lower realm. His majesty Lang Di's move directly benefits the whole southern continent. It's really great!"

"Your Majesty Lang Di is the greatest and most noble man in our southern continent since there are creatures!"

"..."

people worshipped Su Lang enthusiastically and talked excitedly.

There are also a large number of quasi divine warriors flooding into the space Taoist field. For a time, I don't know how many warriors have broken through to the realm of martial god.

Heaven.

Chu Xiaobei and others were shocked and stormy.

All of us know that the space Dao Chang has brought the warrior civilization of canglan continent to a big step directly!

Martial gods will become extremely common, and martial saints will also become flying all over the sky. Only when they reach the level of Wuxian, can they be the real strong ones!

"Not bad."

"Finally, it completely lowered the threshold of becoming a God."

Su Lang is also very satisfied with the effect of the magic cube of the space Road, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

"Next."

"It's the five element soldiers to be emperor."

Su Lang thought, while looking at the spirit of Wuxian in the storage space, there are more than 100 copies left.

"For ordinary soldiers to be promoted, they only need about ten spirits of Wuxian."

"These more than 100 copies of the spirit of Wuxian are enough for the five element soldiers to be promoted to Emperor level at the same time."

With a faint smile, Su Lang takes the sea of the sky in front of him, and gives a promotion order in his "numbness".

"Ding!

material consumption of Dingxian grade! The sea of the sky has evolved into an Imperial Army

After the system prompts.

The body of the sea of the sky suddenly appears, covering the sky and the sun. It is boundless, but it shrinks back in the next moment.

Soon.

The spirit of the sea of the sky is very excited to send out a call: "Ma Ma Ma Ma ~!"

Suddenly.

The sound of terrorist attacks came out.

That kind of sound is continuous and continuous, as if the whole world is covered by strange sounds.

Hearing this sound, almost immediately the face of dementia, and then gradually revealed the color of pain and madness.

Fortunately, although Xiaohai is a little retarded, he is still intelligent.

It did not deliberately launch an attack, so people can still attack the sound waves.

Otherwise, I'm afraid all the warriors below Emperor Wu will be paralyzed on the ground!

"Tut!"

"As expected, Xiao Hai's mantra also formed a strange sound wave attack!"

"This kind of sonic attack contains not only phonological rules, but also spiritual attacks, even with a trace of" distortion. "

Su Lang's eyes are slightly shining at the sea, and his heart is very happy.

"Ma Ma Ma Ma --!"

Small sea did not get Su Lang's response, still calling, like a noisy child.

"OK, Xiaohai, stop yelling!"

Su Lang shook his head and laughed, stopping Xiao Hai from shouting.

Xiao Hai's intelligence still seems to have no improvement, or similar to that of young children.

However, it was quite obedient, and immediately stopped shouting.