"Preaching?"
Wu Ming smiled and said nothing, but he was silently complaining in his heart: "Is this taking me as a grandson? It's a pity... First of all, I didn't plan to start a sect and become an ancestor to be honored, and second... empty talk, white teeth, Asking me to explain the Dao is a bit too childish, could it be that you want to be a white wolf with empty hands?"
Although he knows that as long as he nods, these real land immortals will do anything to get a chance, but they are rejected by the divine way, so how many good things can they have in their hands
"Man follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature. Why do you need to find out?"
Wu Ming looked around and saw the worried faces of many gods, and he couldn't help but speak calmly.
After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran got up and walked out of the Hundred Gods Hall, and no monk dared to stop him.
Many old Taoists were concerned, and they went out of the main temple together, and Wu Xingzi complained: "Brother Kun, you are too impatient, what if you hate senior, what should you do?"
"good!"
Another old Taoist nodded again and again: "Since ancient times, the law has not been passed on to the six ears, let alone in this place of the gods... you are not afraid of revealing the secrets of us monks? Maybe the senior knew this and did it on purpose."
"So there's hope for this matter?"
Several Taoist priests showed a slight sense of comfort on their faces. They looked in the direction of the Sear Continent, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.
…
"The union of the gods?"
Wu Ming didn't care much about it.
Recalling today's resolution, I pondered again: "Originally, all races in the main world competed against each other for natural selection. They all had hatred for each other, and there was a lot of filth among them. Between eagerness, it was really difficult to unite... Only now, I feel the pressure of destruction. , finally able to break the stereotypes, but it is still difficult... "
Countless years of hatred, how can it be forgotten just by forgetting
I don't know if after forming the coalition, the gods will still disagree with each other, or even entrap each other, then the situation is really gone.
"The inner world is really a wonderful place..."
At this time, the figure of Wu Ming, who had returned to the Sear Continent, disappeared and went directly to the main temple.
In front of him, a mass of dark red light was as real as it was, blooming like a brilliant jewel.
"Resentment, or in other words, sin... unexpectedly accumulated so thickly, it is enough to support many eighth-level gods and evils..."
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his hand, a reincarnated person appeared in the hall.
He was wearing a black windbreaker with a high collar and a hat covering most of his face. Only his right hand was transformed into an iron hook. He looked extremely frightening, and there was a misty aura around his body all the time.
And the mass of resentment in midair, after he appeared, began to boil slightly, and turned into tentacles, as if trying to merge with him, but unfortunately, it was firmly stopped by a layer of transparent restraint in midair.
"The reincarnation, the monster infested by the other world... Jack the Ripper!"
Since the last war, Wu Ming, the reincarnator, has not let it go, and directly took the spare, treating it like a specimen.
"After all, he is a reincarnation, and he has been branded by me a long time ago. It is also more convenient to operate!"
A ray of divine light emerged from Wu Ming's eyes and directly entered Jack's body.
"Main Temple, teleport!"
Accompanied by Wu Ming's order, the entire main temple roared, and a purple force emerged, engulfing Jack, and disappeared in an instant.
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world.
Under the dark red sky, the dried loess cracked like a spider web, and there seemed to be traces of black gas coming out of it.
With a flash of purple light, Jack's figure emerged.
"Hmm... the same as before, but the grievance seems to have eased, is it because part of it has been released?"
Wu Ming stretched his body, feeling that the surrounding environment was very friendly, and a kind of power poured into his body all the time.
At this time, he is equivalent to wearing a layer of Jack's skin, but he is still Wu Ming's incarnation in essence, and he came here specially to check the situation in the other world.
When many gods and evils were raging in the main world, and he had no time to take care of him, he was wearing Jack's vest. Even though he was a native of the other world, it should be difficult to be discovered.
"Dream magic? Immortality?"
Wu Ming looked at the right hand that turned into a hook, and was a little speechless: "The skills carried are good, but unfortunately some of them are not to my liking..."
He identified the direction and walked directly along the lava river.
"Well, the resentment in the air has indeed decreased significantly, and even the world seems to have become a little more normal..."
Wu Ming stopped in front of a bush.
This piece of trees is very sparse, only a small piece grows a kind of black iron-colored plant, and there are many sharp barbs on the surface, full of a vicious feeling.
But the plants that can survive in the other world are already very remarkable.
"Hiss!"
Just as Wu Ming came to the edge of the bush, a two-headed snake jumped out with a creepy hissing sound, opened its snout, and aimed its sharp fangs directly at Wu Ming's neck.
laugh!
With a flick of the hook in Wu Ming's right hand, he strung the two snake heads together with extreme precision.
"Strange creature..."
He tore off the snake's skin, and saw drops of dark red blood falling on the ground. At the same time, strands of black and red aura emerged, which were continuously absorbed by him, and his whole body was lifted.
"Is this the resentment that captured the two-headed snake?"
Wu Ming's eyes moved: "It's just a monster, the effect is so obvious, if there are more..."
Of course, he also knows that this method of promotion through killing may have a huge effect at the low level, but for those evils comparable to true gods, it may be a drop in the bucket, and the effect will be greatly reduced.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful Mask of the Void is, it will not be able to stop the gods from killing each other.
"However, if you find the right method, it doesn't seem impossible... The mutual devouring and evolution between gods and evils is a good subject!"
Wu Ming casually threw off the body of the two-headed snake.
Bark!
After the black air dissipated, the snake corpse shattered on the ground and turned into a pile of powder, as if all the essence had been swept away.
"The breath here is much calmer than the other places, and the number of wraiths sleeping underground is relatively rare. Coupled with the emergence of vegetation... you should be able to see a large group of people in the inner world, if they exist..."
Wu Ming continued to move forward, and the black bushes became more and more numerous.
Click! Click!
At this time, several figures appeared in his line of sight.
These people were extremely tall, and when they got close, Wu Ming realized that they were a few men in black armor, which seemed to be connected with the armor on their bodies, and there were ferocious barbs on the black carapace.
The person on the opposite side was also very surprised when they saw Wu Ming, and spoke a foreign language.
"Huh!? You can still talk..."
Wu Ming was a little surprised: "At first I thought there were only monsters and wraiths in the other world..."
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"Your Majesty Wu Ming!"
Just when Wu Ming had a ray of divine sense attached to Jack and was exploring the inner world, a vast voice suddenly sounded outside the main temple.
"Are you able to find this place? An eighth-level existence?"
His complexion changed slightly, and his whole body suddenly came into the void.
In front of Wu Ming, a translucent figure emerged. He had a torso and facial features similar to that of a human being, but was slightly slender. There were patterns of unknown meaning on his cheeks, and a piece of purple crystal inlaid between his eyebrows. There, flesh and blood took root, like a third eye.
"Spirit Race?! Level 8 Power! And..."
Wu Ming's pupils shrank slightly.
He could clearly feel that the other party, like him, was following the path of individual excellence and breaking through the eighth level independently.
Because without the power of rules, there is no harmony, so humanity and self are preserved the most.
"Sorry... the omnipresent spirit told me you were here..."
The people of the spirit clan smiled slightly: "How about my spiritual power? I wonder if you still see it well?"
Although he is a god of a foreign race, his mainland lingua franca is very standard.
This is not using the power of some spells, but the original talent.
"Spiritual supernatural powers, fleeting for thousands of miles, it's really good... I don't know who you are..."
"oh!"
The people of the Spirit Race patted their heads: "You can call me 'Xu', the ancestors of the Spirit Race are enshrined, and this time I came here to discuss the alliance between the two races..."
"Alliance?"
Wu Ming shook his head: "I'm afraid the envoys from our divine system haven't set off yet, have they?"
"Haha... Regarding our existence, do we still need to hide this trivial matter from each other?"
Xu smiled heartily: "The elders in our clan have reached a consensus. In order to deal with this crisis in the inner world, it is necessary to form allies. In addition, I am very interested in you, so I came here by myself..."
He added: "After all... you are among the human race, the first one who has no way! Just like me!"
"really!"
Wu Ming nodded secretly.
In fact, it is still difficult to determine whether an independent breakthrough like him is stronger or weaker than the eighth level of Shinto.
Of course, due to the chaotic rules of the main world at this time, many gods, even the Supreme God, will be affected, but Wu Ming is safe and sound, which is another advantage.
"Mr. Xu, please come inside!"
Wu Ming made a gesture of invitation, and the main temple automatically opened a door.
"Huh? This artifact?"
Xu Yi entered the hall of the gods, looked at the surrounding buildings, and the expression on his face immediately became solemn.
He is a man of knowledge, and he can see the strength of the main temple at a glance.
"It's such a terrifying artifact, it's not inferior to a Supreme... and yet it's still in the hands of another Supreme..."
If he saw other six or seven-level beings mastering this artifact, Xu might throw his face away and grab it by force.
But now, he looked at Wu Ming with a trace of awe in his eyes.
The little contempt that existed because the other party had just been promoted disappeared immediately.