Overgod Ascension

‘It’s so cruel… What kind of gourd is this? ’

Luo Song followed Wu Ming, his eyes still unconsciously glanced at Wu Ming's waist.

'It's sharper than the Star Sword Pill of my sect's Dacheng. Even under the sword formation, the Gu God Son's Gu insects can't be stopped... Others don't know, but I know that the Gu God Son has six other poisons besides his own life Gu. The master Gu is assigned to six disciples. It is said that each one can resist a martial arts master! ’

'With two people dying in a row this time, the Gu God Son will definitely not be able to sit still...'

"Luo Song!"

At this time, I heard Wu Ming shouting from ahead.

"The villain is here!"

Luo Song bowed slightly and was extremely respectful. In front of Wu Ming, he had no airs as the leader of a faction.

"You have always been friendly with the Red Lotus Sect. Just now...if not for this, I would not have rescued you. What are you thinking about now?"

"Qi Zhenjun!"

Luo Song said calmly: "The Son of God Gu is known as the first person to use Gu in Southern Xinjiang. I am really worried..."

"But it turns out it's this. If he wants to come, just let him come!"

Wu Ming sneered and said: "The poor Taoist will naturally make him alive or dead. Even if you hide in the camp, are you still afraid of him?"

At this time, the Forty Route Anti-Kings gathered, and there were dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the military camp. If the Gu God Son dared to break in, he would only die.

"What are you waiting for? Lead the way first!"

"As you command!"

Luo Song listened, but he was secretly happy and led Wu Ming to Shijue Pass.

Tap!

Tap!

Both of them were magical powers. After using their magic power and driving for a while, they saw that the surrounding people were suddenly crowded. Of course, the most numerous ones were all kinds of rebels, with random banners and more elite rangers. Spread around and check the path.

King Gaitian summoned forty beacon smokers from all over the world to gather together to form an alliance. Naturally, the news was not trivial.

When Wu Ming climbed up and looked up, he saw hundreds of miles of smoke and dust billowing in. There were countless dark rooms and spies mixed in. Various fates were intertwined and complicated, and the gray and black colors shot straight into the sky.

"After passing the customs, let's go to the camp!"

The Shijue Pass is built on the mountain. The city wall is thirty feet high, nearly a hundred meters, and about four feet thick, nearly four meters tall. It is tall and majestic and vast. Wu Ming stood under the pass and felt like a small bird. ants.

'It's not because of the supernatural power in this world and the uncanny craftsmanship of the Mohists. Such projects would have been unimaginable in previous lives... And even so, I heard that the Shang Dynasty spent tens of thousands of civilians in order to build this pass. , it took forty years to complete... But now, no matter how dangerous the level is, what's the use? ’

Around here, Wu Ming clearly felt a sense of gloom and resentment, which seemed to be deeply imprinted on the land and walls and lingered for a long time.

Luo Song had his own customs clearance document and waist badge, so he immediately stepped forward and led Wu Ming through the checkpoint easily.

However, the Shijue Pass at this time looked very scattered. From time to time, troops led by rebels came from all directions, and the defense was not very tight. The chaos in the pass made Wu Ming directly think of the vegetable market.

"If these forty armies that do not belong to each other are forcibly merged together, it will be a catastrophe!"

Wu Ming touched the city wall and saw that it was stained with blood, with gaps cut by knives and axes, and there was a circle of black ash next to it, which was obviously the traces of Xu Zongwu's previous attack that had not been removed.

"Despite this... the old camps of each rebel king are extremely strong. As long as King Gaitian succeeds in making an alliance with the rebel kings, suppresses them with his majesty and blessings, and enforces strict military discipline, he will immediately become the strongest soldier in the world!"

Luo Song said, but he still had some knowledge.

"What a pity...there is a long way to go. Where in the world can anything be so easy?"

Wu Ming sighed and came to King Gaitian's camp with Luo Song.

This anti-king military camp was of course not outside the Shijue Pass, but inside the Shijue Pass, near the capital of the Shang Dynasty.

"The Shang Dynasty appointed Guo Zihe as a general to resist us. King Gaitian took the lead. In these days, he has killed generals, captured flags, and occupied the enemy's camp! It will not take much time to advance the battle line for more than eighty miles in one go. The military front can reach directly outside Shengjing!"

Standing in front of a mountain-like camp, Luo Song said with some pride.

When Wu Ming saw it, he shook his head inwardly: "This terrain is mountainous, rugged, narrow, and fragmented. We must build more camps to protect ourselves. The battle line is lengthened. In addition, the weather is dry and the food is dry. The soldiers are complacent... …It’s a good thing that there is no scene like Lu Xun’s burning camp in the Three Kingdoms in this world, otherwise Guo Zihe would probably cry!”

As a latecomer, I am naturally very clear about this period of history, but the anti-kings at this time were full of confidence and would not listen to advice.

"My king has millions of troops. As soon as he captures Shengjing, the whole world will surrender!"

Luo Song bowed deeply to Wu Ming and extended an invitation on behalf of Gaitian King Xu Zongwu: "If the true king is willing to join at this time, our king will definitely treat him like a distinguished guest. In the future, he will be granted a title. As a Taoist noble, even Maoshan Taoist can be canonized!"

"This matter is important, Pindao will naturally talk about it after meeting King Yimei!"

Wu Ming was perfunctory and entered the camp with Luo Song.

boom!

When he opened his eyes, his whole body was shocked! In Wu Ming's field of vision, a million-level evil aura soared into the sky, as straight as a pillar of heaven. This terrifying pressure made even his soul feel a little uncomfortable.

And dozens of starlights fell suddenly, with a smell of ferocity and bloodthirsty, as well as a deep desire to destroy everything, which was simply chilling.

"Forty rebels gathered together. I'm afraid half of the world's star destinyrs are here. Most of them must be the evil star destinyrs in charge of killing and conquest. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! The real Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!!!"

Of course, it looks like this from the outside, but once inside, it has a different perspective.

Even though all the anti-king old camps were elite, their military discipline was in disarray. Wu Ming even smelled the smell of spirits and powder, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"When Fang Qi was in his prime, he gathered millions of troops, and no one in the world could compete with him... But who can know that this is just the last prosperity before the flames?"

"This military camp is where the Yimei King lives. I'll take my leave first!"

Luo Song led Wu Ming to a place and left in a hurry.

"Haha...the true king has arrived!"

The gates of the camps on both sides were wide open, and Han Hulin, who had not seen him for many days, immediately came out with the Red Lotus Virgin, civil servants and military generals and other people. One of the eyebrows on his face was raised, looking very happy: "As long as the true king is here, I will feel at ease. Got it!"

"I have met the true king!"

The Holy Mother of Red Lotus also stepped forward and bowed down in a charming manner, as if everything that had happened before was nothing but smoke.

"Haha... I ordered you to go down and hold a banquet. I want to take care of the true king!"

Han Hulin waved his hand and said quite boldly.

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly and entered hand in hand with Han Hulin. The sergeants on both sides greeted him one after another: "I have met the True Lord San Mao!"

"How is True Lord Sanmao?"

"My little greetings to Lord Zhenjun!"

…

They had seen Wu Ming calling for wind and rain and flooding the seven armies, so naturally they were a little in awe.

"It's just... San Mao Zhenjun?"

Wu Ming was embarrassed: "Why does it feel so vulgar? It gives me goosebumps..."

"How about it? I'll choose the soldiers first. I admire the Taoist Master's magical powers so much. I'm so grateful for his help in the past!"

Han Hulin said loudly.

"Choose a camp first?"

Wu Ming was slightly startled.

"That's right, junior brother, do you know that the king only brought two thousand elite soldiers this time, of which one thousand were selected first, and another thousand are also elite!"

The Red Lotus Virgin seemed to have finally found a gap, and stepped in with a sweet smile.

"I see!"

In fact, as a rebel king, King Yimei only has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses at hand, and these two thousand soldiers are the elite core, which can be said to account for almost half of his strength!

As long as these people and horses are there and the world is in chaos, they can raise a new anti-flag wherever they go and gather hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people in an instant. However, this ingredient is very questionable.

It was because of this that Han Hulin came to join the alliance and ignored the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the rear.

Forty people in the world rebel against the king. If all the refugees are brought here, I am afraid that the generals will eat up all their food like locusts in an instant!

Even now, Wu Ming can be very sure that the supply of the army is very problematic.

"Report! King Gaitian has a messenger coming!"

A group of people arrived at the camp and just sat down when a messenger came to report.

"Messenger of King Gaitian? Please!"

Han Hulin frowned slightly, but still spoke.

"Meet the King of One Eyebrows, little one!"

Not long after, a messenger came in and saluted: "My king is having a banquet tonight, please be sure to show your appreciation to King Yimei..."

He glanced at Wu Ming again: "In addition...my king also said that he was very happy to hear the arrival of True Lord Sanmao under the command of King Yimei, and invited him too!"

"I understand, please step back!"

Han Hulin waved his hand and waited until the messenger left, then sighed, leaned back on the soft cushion, and rubbed the center of his brow.

"The king seems to be worried, but is it about the alliance?"

Wu Ming knew that the alliance between many anti-kings was definitely not that simple, so he asked directly.

"That's right... Xu Zongwu wants to be the leader of the alliance. I can't object to this. But if he wants to order us to wait and even annex the tribe, then we must not agree!"

At that moment, a general came out and said, "In that case, let's leave directly, so what if we don't kill him?"

"inappropriate!"

Han Hulin also shook his head: "We, Forty Road Yanchen, had an agreement to watch and help each other, and this time Brother Xu is going to capture Shengjing. He might become the emperor one day. If we don't stop giving orders, his face will not look good. …”

Wu Ming smiled slightly, but he accurately grasped the attitudes of these anti-king heads and rats:

‘You are not willing to surrender, but you are not willing to break your oath, are you afraid of revenge? I think Xu Zongwu is in trouble both internally and externally this time. It is not easy to deal with these rebels. So did he fall into the trap of the Shang Dynasty? ’

He suddenly felt that the fog of history seemed to be partially lifted in front of him. (To be continued.)