I Made the Myth Template

The steamed bun that Su Heng had just held in his hand was put back on the plate by him at this time.

Su Heng frowned.

Click on the message that pops up on your computer screen.

"Yancheng is destroyed!"

It's just four words, but it makes people feel as heavy as a mountain.

Yancheng is a large city only five hundred miles away from Wangjing. Although it does not have the huge scale and long history of Wangjing, there are still more than one million people living in it.

that city.

It is also one of the most prosperous human gathering places on the Atis continent.

In the dark apocalypse, it shone like a pearl, but now, there is one less such city.

The news is subversive.

Below the page, there are many comments.

"how so!?"

"The demise of Yancheng is not just the reason for the restricted area, there are human factors in it."

"It's another city destroyed by the forbidden area. Damn cultists, they should be cut into pieces."

in the comments

Some people were in disbelief and could not accept the news anyway.

Others were furious and hated the cultists to the point of madness.

But no matter the feeling.

Su Heng himself... couldn't feel the same.

In the Attis Continent, Wangjing and Yancheng are two big cities that help each other.

now…

After the demise of Yancheng.

On the whole continent, there is only one large-scale human gathering place in Wangjing. This kind of loneliness is unimaginable for many people in Wangjing City.

According to the records in the information

Yancheng perished in the super-large restricted area, and the formation of the restricted area seems to have some human factors.

I read the comments for about half an hour.

Before he knew it, the breakfast he brought back from outside had also been stuffed into Su Heng's stomach.

He sighed.

Turn off the computer and stop watching.

The threat of the restricted area is pressing step by step, and the shadow cast by the evil **** has never dissipated.

If you want to live and live, you can only do everything possible to improve the strength of the templates and unlock more templates.

Think so.

Su Heng made up his mind, lay on the bed, slowly closed his eyes,

Outside the window, the golden sunlight is getting brighter.

But in the room, Su Heng's consciousness had already sunk into a dream.

...

Under the sun, golden shadows.

Dozens of kilometers away from Wangjing City, in a human gathering area.

There are dilapidated houses everywhere, men and women without clothes, their faces are dull, squatting in the garbage piles numbly rummaging for food.

Central gathering area.

From the dilapidated house full of tin patches, there were bursts of hoarse electric sounds.

Gao Xiang was two meters tall, his muscles were bulging, and his short shirt was cracked.

The door of the house is not high, Gao Xiang bowed his head and barely stepped into it.

Inside a dark room.

On the oil-stained table, an old portable speaker was humming, and the hoarse electric sound was coming from this thing.

"It's boring."

Gao Xiang frowned, took a step forward, and pressed the switch.

Click.

The sound stopped suddenly.

There was silence in the house.

He pulled out a red lacquered wooden chair from under the table and sat on it.

The chair made an overwhelmed crunch.

In front of Gao Xiang, there was an old man with long and narrow cheeks, a rat-like face and a mustache on his mouth.

at this time.

He is closing his eyes,

In the plate at hand, there are still a bunch of melon seeds.

Leisurely and leisurely, it seems to be very enjoyable.

"You're back."

As if hearing a voice, the man with the mustache opened his eyes, and there was a faint cold light in his eyes.

"Why... don't you want me back?"

Gao Xiang said lightly.

"I heard that the person in charge of the Qingcheng Special Section personally took action to kill you. Although that guy is lazy on weekdays, he is a strong third life level. I thought you would not come back."

The old man smiled, but his tone was rude.

"Humph!"

Gao Xiang snorted coldly and did not answer.

these two.

Gao Xiang, a strong middle-aged man, is the main target of this event, and one of the only two remaining great mentors of the Wheel Church.

And in front of him.

The other person who could speak to him in such a tone was naturally the cult leader of the Wheel Church.

Just, did not expect.

What should have been a seamless action, for some unknown reason, the news was leaked in the middle.

Gao Xiang had already slipped out of Wangjing City before the Special Division started. At this moment, the president of the Secret and Wheel Church reconciled in the wilderness base.

"In this operation, although I successfully escaped, there is not much left of the foundation in Qingcheng."

Gao Xiang said lightly.

He reached out and squeezed a melon seed and put it in his mouth.

Swallow the skin together.

When he said this, he frowned and looked vaguely reluctant.

"Ugh."

The old man sighed, "This kind of thing will happen sooner or later. After all, our strength is still too weak, and there is no way to fight against the three subjects."

He seemed to be looking very open.

Open your mouth and keep talking.

But suddenly, he seemed to notice something.

His skinny face was wrinkled, he put down the melon seeds in his hand, and said lightly, "I still have some things to do. You can stay here for the time being. If you have arrangements later, I will tell you in advance."

"Okay, I hope it will be harvested by then."

Gao Xiang said lightly.

The old man in front of him looks vulnerable, but in fact, as a powerhouse of the third life level, in terms of strength, he is far stronger than himself.

"Ugh"

Seeing Gao Xiang leave, the old man frowned, "It's another troublesome thing."

He said and got up from his chair. He came to the counter behind him, tapped lightly, and suddenly, a secret door appeared behind the counter.

The old man opened the secret door. Strangely, behind the secret door was a yellow mud wall.

But his figure was illusory, and the surrounding space rippled like water waves.

The mud wall gradually changed, and the scene after that finally emerged.

It was a closed house.

The house is not big, only about ten square meters.

Among them is a boxy altar.

The altar is very simple, with only a few criss-crossing lines on the plane, with mysterious characters inlaid in it. In addition, there are only four red candles at the corners, burning faintly.

After the old man arrived, the red candle burned more rapidly.

Like a pillar of fire rising into the sky.

This space was originally sealed, and after the fire column burned, the temperature rose rapidly, and the old man's face was also flushed.

But he didn't have the slightest impatience, just waited here quietly.

About half a minute passed.

Among the pillars of fire, a tall and majestic figure suddenly walked out of it.

Holding an oak scepter and wearing golden armor, he was shrouded in light, and he couldn't see his face.

"grown ups!"

The Dharma King of the Wheel Church.

The head of the cult who made countless people in Qingcheng hate to the bone but was helpless.

After seeing this guy, a respectful look suddenly appeared on the old and ugly face, he bowed forward and fell to the ground.

But the golden figure in the fire did not answer.

Just look at it lightly.

After waiting until the forehead of Dharma King Zhuan Wheel was dripping with sweat, he snorted calmly.

"waste."

The man's voice was like Hong Lei, echoing faintly in the room.

Dharma King Zhuanlun turned pale, but he didn't dare to resist. He just knelt on the ground and didn't speak.

"Get up."

After hearing this.

The Wheel-turning Dharma King, whose face was covered in sweat, breathed a sigh of relief and slowly got up from the ground.

"I don't know why the lord is looking for me this time?" He asked respectfully with a shy face and a smile on his face.

"The Day of Judgment is coming, and everything will come to an end."

The magnificent figure with golden hair flowing and shrouded in flames said, "The rays of light are pouring out of Jordan, but they cannot spread in the east. Those who violate the gods will be buried."

This sentence is unclear.

However, Dharma King Zhuanlun, the leader of the cult, understood.

His face turned pale, and his voice trembled as he said, "Is this day finally coming?"

"Ha ha."

The man sneered, "Why... Could it be that you still have expectations for those ignorant lambs? How do you think Yancheng perished? The so-called restricted area is just a manifestation of the power of our gods."

Although there is speculation, it will not be until the news is confirmed.

The Wheel Master still took a deep breath with a look of horror on his face.

"Then your order is..."

"Destroy Qingcheng."

The golden figure said, "Wangjing City is a land of disgust, and destruction is its only ending."

"hiss…"

Dharma King Turning Wheel trembled violently.

But did not respond.

His father died in a gang fight when he was very young.

And he chose to become a cultist, and the original purpose was to gain power and protect his mother.

did not expect.

Over the decades, his talent has been revealed, and he has reached the top of the church step by step.

Over the years, he has brought many disasters to Qingcheng.

But no matter what.

As a city where he has lived for decades, Dharma King Zhuanlun naturally does not want this city to be completely destroyed like Yancheng.

"Humph!"

The figure in the flame seems to have long expected that Zhuan Wheel Law Network would make such a choice.

He didn't continue to persecute him, but said lightly, "The final outcome is doomed. After the day of the Great Destruction, under the brilliance of the gods, only the most devout believers can ascend to the kingdom of God, but unfortunately... you lost this qualifications."

Dharma King Zhuan Lun smiled reluctantly, but did not reply.

"Do you have any other orders?"

after refusal.

The priest from Jordan in front of him did not get angry, nor did he leave. The flames burned in the closed room, and crackling sounded.

Dharma King Turning Wheel raised his head and asked in confusion.

"You have the blessings and power bestowed by the gods, and you must complete your mission. Otherwise..."

The priest sneered, "You are the most aware of the consequences of going against the will of the gods."

"I understand."

Dharma King Zhuanlun didn't dare to be careless, and quickly lowered his head, agreeing.

"Since you are unwilling to do this, then another task will be handed over to you."

A room full of people, if you want to open a window, no one agrees, but if you want to lift the roof, others will agree with you to open the window.

The truth in this sentence is understood by the priest.

As soon as he came up, he put forward a condition that the leader of the cult was absolutely unable to agree to.

After being rejected, put forward what you really want to achieve.

In this way, the task will be much smoother.

"Sir, please speak."

as expected.

As the leader of the cult, Dharma King Zhuanlun is now obedient and obedient, and asks obediently in a hurry.

"Destroy a willow tree."

"Um?"

Dharma King Zhuanlun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Before he could ask his question, the tall priest in front of him waved his hand.

The flaming flames were like quicksand by the sea in his hands, and they gathered together in an instant, forming a vivid three-dimensional picture.

In the picture, there is an undulating valley.

The most striking thing is that in the middle of the valley, a willow tree reaches more than 300 meters, and it reaches the sky.

It can be clearly seen that around the valley, countless powerful beasts are entrenched.

There are also many strange, never-before-seen plants.

Although not as huge as the willow tree, they are all lush and green, and they don't look like ordinary things.

Dharma King Zhuan Lun's face became a little ugly, and he said helplessly, "This willow tree is probably a different species from heaven and earth. Beyond the ordinary existence, our Wheel Wheel Church has been repeatedly attacked by the special department, and our strength is greatly damaged at this moment."

"I'm afraid such a daunting task is..."

not finished

On the head of the Wheel Dharma King, cold sweat fell again.

"I know." The priest said, "This task is very simple, and you don't need to do it yourself."

"Then... my lord, what should we do?"

Hear this.

Dharma King Zhuan Wheel breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked.

"The human beings in the Golden Age perished because they attempted to steal the power of the gods and brought disaster to their arrogance. But after they perished, some of the results of the past survived."

The priest said lightly.

Dharma King Turning Wheel was startled, then listened carefully.

This and the secrecy involved in the Golden Age are very precious information to anyone.

in Wangjing City.

Only high-level officials like Zhao Liguo can find out about the scales and claws from certain channels.

"One of the plans is called the God-creation plan."

"Create a god?"

Dharma King Turning Wheel was pondering and pondering, and was startled,

Although there are only two words in the plan, the ambition conveyed in it is undisguised.

"So, did this plan succeed?" the old man asked, unable to hold back his curiosity.

"Of course it failed, but some powerful beings were indeed born in the plan, which brought great trouble to the army of the gods."

Speaking of which ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the blond priest sneered, "You guys behind the scenes in Wangjing City are the products of this plan."

"hiss…"

Dharma King Wheel Turner widened his eyes.

Although he is the leader of the cult, he is only doing a fortune in a small city on the edge. It is still too far from the position of Wangjing's behind-the-scenes boss.

Suddenly hearing this level of confidential information at this moment.

His pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

However, more shocking news is yet to come.

Just listen to the priest continue to speak,

"In the depths of the restricted area of ​​the Dark Mountains, there is a product of the failed god-building plan sleeping in it. It was once severely injured and was injured by Yudu. But now, its power is gradually recovering over the long years, and Your mission..."

The priest paused slightly and said in a serious tone, "Wake it up and make it even more crazy!"