Overgod Ascension

"fierce?"

The Lord God looked at the bloody words on the ground and the body of Yizixian. The reminder of increased authority rang in his ears. His face darkened, but he laughed again: "The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, and humans and machines are even more elusive. I am the master of all things." The King of the Heavens and the Ten Thousand Worlds, the will derived from the main temple, how could you be so virtuous and capable as to dare to jeopardize my good or bad fortune?"

A ball of flame fell, turning Yi Zi Xian into ashes, but the main god's figure had long since disappeared.

…

"This time, I really stirred up the storm, didn't I?"

In Shangzhou, Wu Ming sat cross-legged, thinking about gains and losses.

"Anyone with a discerning eye will know that this mission is wrong at a glance, but a large number of low-level authority holders, as long as they are not afraid of being obliterated, will get it... Moreover, during this bloody battle, there will be no transfer of authority, but all together." Accumulate, and finally sum up in the winner!"

This automatically excludes some people with authority.

After all, the higher the authority, the stronger the strength, but it is basically the same. If there is a strong person who can resist obliteration and is stoic, he may not come to participate in this muddy water, and eliminate strong competition. opponent.

In fact, in the stage set up by Wu Ming, only he and the main god are the protagonists, and the others are just supporting roles.

"Now I can vaguely sense that...in terms of authority, among all reincarnations, I am the highest...even..."

Wu Ming waved his hand, and the light curtain of the main temple automatically appeared.

"Show reincarnation information!"

【Ding! Dear Master God Controller, you have requested to access the reincarnation information... The permissions are being confirmed, some permissions have been passed, and you will get part of the reincarnation information! 】

The main temple responded immediately:

[The total number of reincarnators: one thousand, seven hundred and thirty-four! Among them, those with authority: thirty-three! The specific personnel information has insufficient permissions and cannot be queried! 】

"There are only thirty-three left. I remember there were thirty-four before. It seems that the will of the Lord God has not stopped!"

Wu Ming pondered for a moment: "Based on the levels I set, the strength of the reincarnators will be divided!"

[First-level reincarnation: eight hundred and eighty-nine! Level 2 reincarnators: seven hundred and seventy-two! Level three reincarnators: fifty-three! Level 4 reincarnators: seventeen! Level 5 reincarnators: three! 】

"Um……"

Wu Ming touched his chin. There was one less fourth-level reincarnator. It seemed that the gain of the Lord God's will was not small.

After killing Yu Qingzi and his authority was increased again, he could check the number of reincarnators in the main temple in this way. Although he could not obtain specific information, it was enough for him to make a plan.

Otherwise, if he saw that there was a sixth-level supernatural power user among them, Wu Ming would be stupid and would issue this task to marry someone.

"It's just that...there is actually a fifth-level reincarnation?"

There were three level fives, one was naturally him, and the other must be the will of the Lord God. In the end, there was one left, which surprised Wu Ming.

"The main temple must have added certain restrictions. Otherwise, before the final master is decided, a sixth-level magical power user will appear. It will be really difficult to hide and it will also destroy the balance..."

The outsiders with great supernatural powers may not be able to figure out the pulse of the main temple, but the sixth-level reincarnator has the possibility of destroying it from within.

Although this is just Wu Ming's guess, it is possible. After all, the fact that no level six reincarnator has appeared yet is the best proof!

"Winds and rains from all directions converge on Shangzhou!"

Seeing this, Wu Ming suddenly smiled and disappeared again...

…

"Suzaku Camp is in place! Xuanwu Camp is ready!"

Still in the imperial city, outside the Bagua Supervisory Hall, Qiu Yi held the Xuanwu Magic Sword and stared intently at the opened passage, with even a little sweat on his face.

"Xuanwu Camp has arrived!"

A talisman flashed, and the message was delivered.

"good!"

The sound came, and immediately there was dead silence.

Tread!

In the silence, the sound of footsteps came very clearly.

"Here we come!" Qiu Yi's eyes were like fire, but also a little fearful.

The footsteps gradually approached, and a figure appeared, wearing the clothes of the Department of Lost Words, and it was a Goshawk!

"help me!"

He was in a miserable state, the layers of talismans dimmed, and he was holding an evil spirit crystal in his hand. As soon as he came out of the passage, his face was filled with joy and he shouted loudly.

"Ho ho ho!"

But immediately, a black shadow twice as tall as a normal person came out in pursuit, causing his complexion to change drastically.

The pursuer was clearly a dragon monster, with its black claws stretched out. The already dim spiritual light could no longer be protected, and was instantly destroyed. Even though the eagle had martial arts, it was still an ant when faced with a dragon monster that was almost a martial saint. generally!

puff!

The sharp claws penetrated from his back without any hindrance, and his chest protruded, grabbing a red and beating human heart and giving it a violent squeeze.

As the blood surged, the joy on Goshawk's face gradually solidified.

"Now! Four-Elephant Sword Formation, kill!"

Qiu Yi Yuan Shen came out of his body and attached to the magic sword. The black flying sword shook violently and took on the shape of Xuanwu. It was as tall as a mountain and instantly blocked the passage.

"Ouch!"

"Chirp!"

Next to it, red, white, and blue lights flashed, transforming into a red bird, a white tiger, and a green dragon, which fiercely attacked and fought with the dragon monster.

"Ho ho ho!"

Even with one against four, the dragon monster is still fierce and powerful, coming and going like the wind, and it seems that it wants to break through the interception and kill the masters of the Department of Identities who have emerged.

Buzz!

At this time, a ray of sword light flew out from the Bagua Palace, like triggering thunder and punishment from heaven and earth. With just one sword strike, it left a wound on the dragon monster's body, and black blood surged like a fountain!

Legalist Heavenly Punishment Sword!

Cui Jue's voice came: "What are you waiting for?"

Qiu Yi and the other deputy commanders and governors all had hard expressions on their faces. They bit their tongues violently and blood spurted out.

After the Four Spirit Flying Sword was stained with blood, its power surged and suddenly turned into four-color black light, instantly pinning the dragon monster's limbs.

"cut!"

Cui Jue took action again, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword flashed. The dragon monster was stunned for a moment, and its huge head finally fell off.

"call……"

Qiu Yi withdrew his flying sword and looked at the traces of black evil energy pollution on it. His flesh ached and his face turned pale, which showed that his vitality had been damaged.

"Dad..."

As for the cries and complaints coming from Cang Feiyan, they were completely ignored by everyone.

"Very good!"

Cui Jue came over, checked the dragon monster, and said indifferently: "The third dragon monster has been eliminated. As long as we come back a few more times, we will be able to completely clean up the imperial mausoleum! Then you can rest assured to go to the Ancestral Dragon's Cave! You guys have a rest." Time, send someone out again!"

After saying that, he directly ordered people to carry the body of the dragon monster back to the main hall without even looking at the goshawk again.

Legalists often have ruthless officials who will do anything to achieve their goals, but in Cui Jue's view, the other party is a member of the Weiwen Department, and it is natural that he should die for the imperial court. There will definitely be a reward afterwards, and this is enough!

If you still want something, it is to have resentment and to kill someone without injustice!

Cang Feiyan's eyes were red, holding Goshawk's body, but his eyes were lowered, and there was a flash of hidden hatred.

"Alas... your father died for the country, and the court will certainly provide him with compensation. Do you have any children in the family? You should be kept in the dark..."

Qiu Yi stepped forward and said a few words of comfort, but he was a little absent-minded.

"My father has no children, only a nephew, who also died in the mausoleum..."

Cang Feiyan answered with red eyes, timidly, but Qiu Yi's face moved, and he couldn't help but said warmly: "...This is a bit difficult to handle, but don't worry, your father is a loyal minister. I will definitely write a letter to praise him and choose a clan member. Adoption, inheritance of incense..."

"Thank you, sir!"

Cang Feiyan bowed down and felt Qiu Yi's strange gaze, and the hatred in his heart became entangled like a poisonous snake.

…

Qiu Yi didn't pay much attention to her. Although the woman was nice, he was in a high and powerful position. No matter in the sect or in the court, he had all the glory and wealth. What kind of beauty couldn't be obtained?

However, this woman is young and has the cultivation of a mage, which is good, and she is a suitable candidate for a concubine.

Although there is no method for Taoist couples to practice together in the sect, there are still several methods for the furnace tripod.

This thought flashed away, and Qiu Yi looked at the Bagua Palace with a look of melancholy on his face.

"Before...our elites came out with such great momentum that we were attacked by several dragon monsters. We suffered heavy casualties and had to retreat. If that adult hadn't taken action, we would have lost most of them immediately!"

"You can't do anything when you see something... Yan Sheng can only use the old method and order us to use crystals as bait to hunt down dragon monsters one by one, damaging their numbers..."

"It's just that this matter is dangerous. Out of more than a dozen spies, only a few can survive..."

Boom! Boom!

Another shock came, causing Qiu Yi and others' expressions to change:

"Now that the Earth Dragon is shaking more and more frequently, something will happen to the Ancestral Dragon's Cave. What should we do?"

His eyes couldn't help but turn to the supervisory hall.

In the main hall, in the center of the Bagua array, there were only four people at this time.

Yan Sheng, Cui Jue, Prince Yong, and an old scholar with a warm look in his eyes.

The mysterious person Wu Ming felt was a bit dangerous before, and the one who had taken action in the imperial mausoleum before, was him.

"This time, one more head has been removed. If this continues, it won't take a few days to clear the imperial mausoleum..."

Yan Sheng saw the corpse with joy on his face.

On the contrary, Prince Yong showed fear on his face when he saw the ferocious corpse of the dragon monster. Then he looked at the old Confucian next to him, and his face looked much better.

"What do you think, Mr. Xiang?"

Cui Jue looked at the old scholar with respect on his face.

Confucianism has its own branches in cultivating the aura of awe-inspiring people. This Taifu Xiang belongs to the southern school of psychology. When he was young, he once won the sixth grade in a row and became famous all over the world. , can be called a 'Confucian sage', who has advanced to a higher level, reaching the point where he is clear and sincere, and can predict things in advance.

This means that some old Confucians are clear-minded and have no distracting thoughts. They can even sense their own misfortune and fortune, and seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

Traditionally, hexagrams have not been calculated by oneself, and medicine has not been self-healing. However, this ability to know beforehand is a higher level of magical power.

At this point in learning, he was able to start his own school. A hundred years later, he was called "Xiangzi"!

In Wu Ming's opinion, it is the fifth level of Confucianism and Taoism!