Overgod Ascension

"Behead Yuqing?"

Wu Ming followed Han Hulin to watch the show, but his expression did not change at all.

If Ji Yiruo can't deal with these trivial matters, he probably won't be able to sit firmly in the position of the real dragon, but there is no need to worry about him at all.

But now, after uniting the front and determining the target, Wu Ming opened his eyes, and immediately saw a strong pillar of destiny rising into the sky. Among them was a red dragon with teeth and claws, and blood even oozing from the dragon's eyes, staring at Shengjing City.

In Shengjing City, although Dashang Tianming was no longer there, a strong evil aura shot straight into the sky, and the shadows of the twelve golden figures faintly appeared in it, standing still.

Destiny! The trend! The intensity reached its peak at this moment!

The terrifying power and spiritual pressure even cover a hundred miles around Shengjing City. Ordinary Taoists cannot even separate the Yinshen from their bodies!

Even if it were a real person, before these two armies, it would be impossible for the soul to leave the body!

Only level four heavenly masters can perform the technique! However, if you still want to call upon the wind and rain like Wu Ming did and flood the seven armies, you will immediately be punished by God.

Although this heavenly punishment could not do anything to the twelve golden men, it would be difficult for the earthly immortal to bear it, let alone Wu Ming.

"No wonder Shinto dare not interfere with humanity..."

Seeing this, Wu Ming immediately solved a doubt in his heart.

In the world of big business, there is undoubtedly a divine way!

There are Cheng Huang and He Bo in a mere Chufeng County. Although there are many restrictions, it is comparable to the fourth level in the divine domain!

Why didn't such a huge force appear in troubled times?

At first, Wu Ming thought it was because the incense sacrifices were cut off and the gods had fallen asleep. However, the human gods were like this, and the Hebo Mountain God and the like still had some energy left. Why were they nowhere to be seen?

"Because there are so many things involved in this human struggle for dragons. We cultivators in the Yang world will be punished by heaven if we take action rashly. How can the gods of the underworld still want to escape? The restrictions must be ten times more severe than ours!"

Moreover, there are too many causes and effects in human beings' struggle for dragons. If the gods get involved, they will immediately fall into trouble!

Although the speculation may be successful and the gains may be huge, it is inherently safe and secure. As long as the faith continues and external forces do not invade, it is almost a matter of eternity. Who is willing to take such a risk?

"The gods above the state level, as well as the ancient gods, don't even bother to die... As for those at the county level, even if they have the intention, they don't have the capital..."

Wu Ming touched his chin: "And...the world is in chaos, there are remains on the road, and most of the total population is dead. The ghosts and ghosts produced by this are the top priority that the gods need to pay attention to! Otherwise, hundreds of ghost heroes and ghost kings will be produced in one go. , it’s a Shinto catastrophe! Oh! It’s already happened now, so it’s basically impossible to take action!”

Even so, Wu Ming also knows that some real great gods may have secretly played some chess pieces, such as Ji Yi. There was a record in the history books - "The emperor's mother Chen, Fang You, the dream god gave a pill." ! The trick is self-evident.

Who says Shinto didn't intervene? Hehe, people directly target the source, but it is much better than some little gods and Taoists working hard to support Longting.

Of course, Wu Ming estimates that there are only a few who can do this and are not afraid of divine punishment. They are all famous ancient gods who have been in myths and legends since ancient times!

This kind of god has no regard for the incense of humanity, and his plan is probably to use Ji Yi as a pawn to play a big game of chess with the world!

"There are also immortals. The only one who has emerged now is Yuqing, an earthly immortal? Or is he just a breakthrough? He's a liar!"

Wu Ming secretly complained about the masterminds behind the scenes: "The legend of Dashang Cave and Paradise has been circulating for thousands of years. Is it all a myth? Just something to deceive children?"

The higher his cultivation level, the more he felt the red line that spread all over the world, even the whole world.

"The fifth level is the watershed. If you go higher, you may not be tolerated by the world... The heaven and earth are blessed, the world is connected, hehe... This time the great merchants are like this, I don't believe they can still bear it!"

…

"Trebuchet!"

"put!!!"

Wow!

Along with the movement of the machine, a boulder weighing more than 100 kilograms was thrown violently, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, and landed heavily on the Shengjing city wall.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, stone chips flew everywhere, and the soldiers who were accidentally splashed cried for their fathers and mothers, but compared to those unlucky ones who were smashed into pulp, they were very lucky.

Although the trebuchets of King Wu's army were extremely powerful, the city walls of Shengjing were also unreachable. The moat was both high and deep. Even if large rocks could be thrown onto the city walls, they would only make small holes. Occasionally, you need luck. Only then would they hit the heads of the city wall defenders.

"Quick! The craftsmen come forward to repair the city wall. If it is not completed within one day, the whole team will sit down together!"

The cold officer immediately read the order loudly and drove the craftsmen forward to repair the city wall fortifications with their lives.

"Archer, Yu!"

Tsk!

After several rounds of stone-throwing attacks, the machines were overwhelmed and were pushed down to rest, but archers came up one after another.

"Ladders! Arrow towers! Siege engines!"

“Fill in the moat!!!”

A general brandished Ji Yi's sword and roared at the top of his lungs, driving the army to surround him.

"Throw the wood, the boulder, the gold juice! Release it!"

There were also archers on Da Zhou's side, as well as strong men summoned temporarily. With pale faces, they smashed down all the heavy objects that could be smashed from the city wall.

Screams came and went, telling the cruelty of war.

After two rounds of shooting, the Zhou army surged down like a tide.

The general cursed bitterly, looked at the sky, and could only give the order to withdraw his troops.

"Two days have passed, and King Wu's army has not been able to advance an inch. It seems that the practice community must still take action to destroy the twelve golden men?"

Wu Ming looked on with a solemn look on his face.

Just like Han Hulin was able to defend the Shijue Pass, although Shengjing is almost isolated now, this is the imperial capital of the Shang Dynasty. It can easily recruit 100,000 strong men to guard the city walls, plus the 50,000 troops who returned from the defeat, even if destiny Even if he is not here, he is still impregnable!

To be honest, if the reason for the twelve golden people is excluded, Ji Yi is still attacking fiercely, which is really easy to think of perverse behavior.

In ancient times, as long as everyone worked together, the siege could last for several years or even ten years! How difficult is it to capture the city in three days?

"If this method doesn't work, we can only defeat the twelve golden men head-on..."

If Shengjing could be conquered, Wu Ming would not be willing to directly antagonize the Twelve Goldens.

Such a military weapon should have been destroyed by a large army. Only by obeying nature and responding to people. If a practitioner rises to the challenge, there is no guarantee that he will not perish!

But now, there is nothing we can do.

When night fell, a huge Temple of Heaven was placed in the middle of King Wu's military camp.

The length and width of this altar are each nine feet and nine, and the height is also nine feet and nine, which coincides with the number of the supreme, and can be said to have reached some kind of culmination.

"When the morning light comes out, it will be the 49th day!"

After Taoist Yuqing arranged the sacrifices on the incense table, there was a hint of sadness on his face: "You can't defeat the golden man with military strength. The only way is to defeat him with magical powers!"

"Tomorrow is the day when the twelve golden people merge into the earth's veins. At the last moment, they will inevitably suffer the double backlash of God's will and earth's energy. We will take action at that time!"

"The old man cuts his hair and swears! I swear to the death to defeat the golden man!"

Taoist Yuqing looked at the Taoists around him with a stern look on his face, and cut off a strand of hair with determination.

"Follow the law!"

In addition to the Taoist priests, there were other practitioners present. They had placed their bets in advance, and their luck was connected. At this time, they could not run away. Suddenly, their eyes were like fire, and they spoke in unison.

"I would like to ask my fellow Taoists to help me with tomorrow's affairs. I am of the Yuqing family and would like to express my gratitude!"

However, Taoist Yuqing also knew that his group of disciples and disciples had suffered heavy casualties so far, and I was afraid that none of them could be of use, so he immediately found Wu Ming for help after getting off the field.

"This is natural!"

Wu Ming nodded, Taoist Yuqing did not use his own favor this time, but used the entire Taoist lineage.

However, after all, this is in line with one's own interests, and there is nothing wrong with protecting the Dharma for Taoist Yuqing.

At this time, there was a hint of shyness on his face: "It's just... I have been admiring noble blood for a long time..."

"Um?"

Taoist Yuqing almost jumped: "What kind of treasure do you like me for?"

"No!"

Wu Ming scratched his head: "I just want to lend you the classics to read! It doesn't have to involve Taoism, just the secrets of ancient times, medieval times, and those heavenly and blessed places, and gods..."

Even the Wu family's background in this area is limited, and it is Wu Ming's shortcomings that he has long thought about.

"Oh? This..."

Taoist Yuqing glanced at Wu Ming meaningfully: "That's alright! With my fellow Taoist's cultivation, he is about to come into contact with this level, so there's nothing wrong with giving it to you!"

It's just some records. Naturally, it doesn't count at this time when people are being employed.

However, Taoist Yuqing's inner feelings towards Wu Ming inevitably declined again.

After all, we are all in the same boat, and yet they are so shameless, which is really outrageous!

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Wu Ming's bottom line was even lower than he thought!

After all, for Wu Ming, no matter how good this place is, it is just a mission world. What's the use of keeping these feelings? Might as well have something that enriches you immediately!

"Eh? That's not right..."

Wu Ming suddenly came to his senses: "Earth immortals have a thousand years of life. With Yuqing's longevity, it is very likely that he will live to the weekend of the weekend three hundred years later... It's just that this world is really mine. That big Zhou?"

It has to be said that this feeling of topsy-turvy and witnessing history really made Wu Ming confused, and he had to be cautious.

‘However, let’s get the benefits we can get first! ’

Regardless of how ugly he looked, after finalizing the deal, Wu Ming gave a rare kind reminder: "Although the Sha Po Lang Blood Sacrifice is strong, are you really sure that you can beat the Twelve Golden Man?"

"How can there be anything in this world that is 100% sure?"

Mentioning this, even Yu Qing could only smile bitterly: "But the old Taoist has made the final preparations. If things are not harmonious, he will immediately ask King Wu to come to the altar to worship heaven, and he will be the emperor!"

"proclaim oneself emperor?!"

Wu Ming nodded. Although proclaiming himself emperor rashly was a way to die, Ji Yi was originally a true dragon. If he ascended to the throne at this time, he could naturally borrow the power of heaven and earth. This was the last resort! (To be continued.)