This Person is Too Serious

How to engage in golden god?

　　Wu Wang thought a lot in the process of applying medicine to Da Yi, and many thoughts came up in his heart, but after all, he was still a little uncertain.

　　 The location of Jinshen Station is too high.

　　 She acted unscrupulously and unscrupulously. She is by no means an opponent to be slaughtered.

　　 During the last war between humans and gods, the golden gods gathered some innate gods and bypassed the command of the earth gods, which directly caused Tiangong to fall into an unfavorable situation, allowing the domain to easily achieve its strategic intentions.

　　 Half of the innate gods died, and the strength of the heavenly palace was greatly damaged, but the golden gods were as okay, and she was not punished.

　　 is also right, the powerhouses who can really control the overall situation in Tiangong, that is, those in charge of the top avenues, are not much available.

　　 The Star God doesn’t need to mention, Shao Si Ming is not good at fighting and stands on the side of the creatures.

　　 In this heavenly palace, the powerhouses who can face the strongest gods are only Xihe, Dasiming, Changxi, earth gods, golden gods, wood gods, and the gods of death who have not yet grown up.

　　The golden **** master kills and kills, and there is a kind of life-threatening energy. For the emperor, it is a bit of a hand but a sharp blade that has to be used.

　　 In other words, even if I provoke it to create a crisis of trust between the Golden God and Dichang, it is very likely that the Golden God will be innocent.

　　 hiss—

　　 is really hard to deal with.

　　 Wu Wang frowned, the elixir under his palm turned into a ray of light, and he penetrated into the wound on Dayi's back, allowing the terrifying wound to heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 However, this process is really uncomfortable.

　　 Da Yi almost snapped his posterior molars, but he resisted being silent.

　　 After a short while, Wu Wang sighed softly, looked at Da Yi who had almost recovered, and smiled: "Let's rest for a while."

　　 Da Yi did not respond. Wu Wang looked down and found that this guy had fainted.

　　How to make God stronger is also a difficult problem in front of us.

　　 set up several barriers for this wooden house, Wu Wang stretched his old waist, with a few thoughts flowing in his heart, strolling to the shade of the young man’s life.

　　Divine power, that is, the power of the gods, part of it comes from the power of sentient beings, and part of it comes from one's own avenues.

　　 Compared with this, it is actually more convenient for the practitioners of the human realm to take the spiritual energy of heaven and earth directly for their own use, and turn them into mana and immortal power.

　　 This battle between Wu Wang and the **** of thunderstorms today can be regarded as an acceptance, which proves that divine power and immortal power can complement each other. As long as they are properly scheduled, they will not interfere with each other.

　　 This is also my own little advantage...

　　 "Are you worried about the threat of the Golden God?"

　　Sao Siming's gentle voice came from the front, pulling him out of his thoughts.

　　 Wu Wang smiled and said: "If you say you don't worry about this, then you really have a swollen face to fill a fat man, but if you say that you have trouble sleeping and eating because of the threat of the golden god, that's a bit too much."

　　 Shao Siming chuckled lightly, with his hands behind his back, the **** egg floating in front of him.

　　 She whispered a few times: "Golden God is more tyrannical than before, and she had a very weird temperament before, and she had troubled me several times, but I blocked her from going back."

　　 "She still troubled you?"

　　 "Well," Shao Si Ming snorted, "She tried to break in when I took a bath. If my power is not weaker than her, she must be taken advantage of."

　　 Wu Wang frowned and said, "Is there anything else?"

　　 "She used to run wild in Tiangong, but she would fall asleep every once in a while."

　　 Shao Si Ming said:

　　 "Furthermore, she is very strong in fighting skills, and everyone is afraid of three points when she sees it, so many innate gods dare to be angry with her."

　　 "Dare to be angry but dare not speak?"

　　 Wu Wang seemed to think of something, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　 There is probably a way to deal with the Golden God.

　　 But he didn't mention the matter too much, and turned the topic to this **** egg cleverly, and asked Shao Siming a very philosophical question:

　　 "You said, do we need to incubate her for a while?"

　　 Young Si ordered to hide his mouth and chuckled, and said: "How do you incubate? Ming reshapes itself in it. If you know that you are sitting on her, you really want to pinch your nose."

　　 "Wrap it with something to keep it warm."

　　 Wu Wang chuckled lightly, followed the topic of conversation, and discussed with Shao Siming about the prenatal care of the congenital gods and the cultivation of the congenital gods after their shells were broken.

　　 In this empty Spring God Realm, one person, one god, and one egg are in the shade of the tree, sometimes laughing and laughing, and sometimes serious discussions, but forgetting everything that is happening outside.

　　天宫.

　　The **** of thunderstorms began to stay behind closed doors, and many innate gods awakened from their deep sleep.

　　The battle between the God of Fengchun and this new thunderstorm **** is spreading throughout the palace. From the temple of the righteous **** to the army camp of the gods, almost half of the gods are surprised by the power of the **** of Fengchun.

　　 In contrast, the death god’s recognition of Fengchun God as his father has lost his previous sense of “unacceptable”.

　　 There is nothing wrong with Wu Wang's thoughts.

　　 Most of the innate gods come from ancient times, and their concepts have already taken shape. No matter how the rules set by the emperor change, they always follow the concept of ‘the strong is king’.

　　 The **** of thunderstorms, one of the top thirty in the heavenly palace.

　　 Of course, the newly born **** of thunderstorms has not yet reached his peak, but today's one-sided battle has given the gods an intuitive sense of Wu Wang's strength.

　　Every spring, Tiangong is strong.

　　 There is a **** secretly teasing: "The young man ordered his husband to choose a husband, how can he choose a wine bag and rice bag?"

　　 There are also gods who are slightly dissatisfied: "Then the Spring God can defeat Lord Thunderstorm today, it is also a part of luck, and the strength of Lord Thunderstorm cannot be used at all."

　　 Even more of God drank the vinegar, and opened his mouth: "Thunderstorm God is good at chaos, but fighting alone is a shortcoming."

　　 Although there are different opinions, when talking about the Fengchun God, in addition to the topics of ‘Heaven’s Preference’ and ‘Human Emperor’s Successor’, there is more ‘discussion’ on Wu Wang’s strength.

　　 It hasn't been half a day before, there is another excitement in the Tiangong.

　　 Today, more than a dozen little gods who were beaten by Wu Wang miserably, rushed to the Great Commander’s Temple to file a complaint, accusing Wu Wang of breaking the rules of the Heavenly Palace and taking the lead in the capital under the emperor.

　　 Although Da Si Ming's expression was cold and stern, he only calmed the ten little gods. He said that he would report the matter to his majesty, and ask his majesty to punish the **** Fengchun.

　　 Dai Si Ming is also vigorous and resolute.

　　 Before these little gods left, he rushed to the temple at the highest point of the heavenly palace and sued Wu Wang.

　　 Speaking of one thousand and ten thousand, the result of today's conflict is that Wu Wang has won a great victory. He has played a magnificent reputation. More than a dozen little gods have been injured to varying degrees. The **** of thunderstorms has entered a state of autism.

　　Dichang spoke in person and ordered Fengchun God to think behind closed doors for half a year.

　　 Da Si fought hard by fate, at least he had to pass Wu Wang for three to five hundred years.

　　 Dichang just smiled and said, ‘living beings are already a force that cannot be ignored between the heaven and the earth’ and the set punishment has not changed.

　　 As soon as this painless punishment came out, the eyes of the heavenly gods watching Wu Wang changed again.

　　 The rumors of'Di Su's dissatisfaction with the God of Spring' that circulated throughout the temple, no one mentions it now.

　　 The gods looked at Wu Wang again, as if they saw a circle of treasure wheels rising from behind Wu Wang’s head, on which were the titles of bodyguards:

　　 Close friend of the young man, the emperor’s year-end acquaintance, the successor chosen by the emperor, the heir of Fuxi Bagua Yin and Yang Tao, the fourth auxiliary **** of the heavenly palace, the prospective father of the **** of death.

　　True Heavenly Palace Ordinary Powerful God.

　　 For a time, those gods who were originally in the heavenly palace and had no ambitions were already a little mind-blowing.

　　In the temple of the Mirror God, this graceful deity wore a robe, pacing back and forth in front of a bronze mirror, thinking about whether he should take the initiative to visit the Fengchun God Temple for one or two.

　　 In the temples on the edge of the Heavenly Palace, the little gods have already begun to prepare gifts, and later they will send people to the Fengchun God Realm in the capital of the Emperor.

　　 This battle with the **** of thunderstorms has a profound impact.

　　...

　　 At the same time.

　　 Human domain, Renhuang Pavilion General Pavilion.

　　 Although the sun is shining brightly today, many immortals of weaker power feel a little bit of breathing.

　　 Before Shennong drove, eight pavilion masters, twelve deputy pavilion masters, and thirty-six top masters of the human domain, divided into four columns, were bowing their heads silently.

　　 There is a scroll on the ground, which should have been thrown down by Shennong.

　　 In the middle of the picture scroll, there is a figure covered in blood, sitting on the mountain, looking up and pouring spirits into his mouth, he is the profile of Wu Wang.

　　 Above the picture scroll is a strong **** who is known as hiding in the clouds.

　　 "Your Majesty!"

　　 Liu Bairen roared: "Let's raided the palace and **** Wuwang back!"

　　 "How many people will be killed or injured? How much will be lost?"

　　Feng Yezi immediately retorted: "The gods of the heavenly palace can be reshaped in the sacred pond. If too many masters are killed and injured in the human domain, how can resist the invasion of the queen of the gods who reshaped the heavenly palace?"

　　 "They really deceive people too much!"

　　 "How can Wuwang stand alone against the gods!"

　　 "That is, we are not as good as a baby after we live this age!"

　　 "If you can go to the Tiangong for a fight, the old man will die without regret."

　　 Shennong opened his mouth and said, "It's all gone."

　　 The dozens of human domain masters below all breathed in unison, bowing their heads in salute.

　　 "I want you to see what happened to Wuwang in Tiangong. I want you to find a way to see how you can help Wuwang, not for you to shout and scream here.

　　If I could call the temple, would I sit here? "

　　 Everyone said in unison: "I am so shallow, please forgive me."

　　 "Okay!"

　　 Shennong moved his body, sat sideways, and said, "I'm thinking about it here today. If I can't think of a good way, then don't go back!"

　　 Feng Yezi stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, this matter actually has antecedents and consequences."

　　 Shennong asked: "What's the cause?"

　　 "It is the follow-up of Wuwang's cultivation of the **** of death," Feng Yezi sighed, "I don't know if this matter was done without deliberateness, the **** of death...recognizes him as his father.

　　 This matter has not yet reached the human domain, and the minister has just received the news soon and confirmed that this matter is true. "

　　 There was silence in the hall, and then the pot buzzed.

　　 "What the hell?"

　　 "This is not a work by a thief, ah, no! The **** of death has turned away from the dark?"

　　 "How did Wuwang do it? Is it okay to be a mistress before our highness married?"

　　 Liu Bairen couldn't help muttering: "Then, who does the **** of death recognize as a mother?"

　　 The eyes of everyone fell on Feng Yezi, the pavilion master of the Four Seas Pavilion, and Feng Yezi shook his head slightly.

　　 "I haven't heard of it."

　　 Shennong stroked his beard: "Don't talk about these gossips."

　　 "Return to your Majesty."

　　 Feng Yezi’s gentle old man’s voice circulated in the hall:

　　"We have not yet ascertained how Wuwang stabilized the **** of death. It is said that he used the illusion, and there are also many powerful gods in Tiangong.

　　 But in the end, the **** of death recognized Wuwang as his father, and the road of death bears the triple seal set by the earth god, the young man, and the star god. This is equivalent to the benefits of Wuwang.

　　Therefore, there is a message circulating in the Tiangong that it is that Emperor Chang is quite dissatisfied with Wuwang's acceptance of the **** of death as his daughter.

　　It was this that triggered the siege of Wu Wang by the gods of the heavenly palace.

　　 Wuwang was able to gain a foothold in Tiangong before, thanks to the care of the emperor, the situation at that time was rather dangerous. "

　　 Shennong Dao: "After talking about the cause, talk about the consequences, don't sell it."

　　 Feng Yezi laughed and said: "The consequence is... Wuwang beat the reshaped **** of thunderstorms, just after the scene recorded in this picture scroll.

　　 The **** of thunderstorms was beaten and begged for mercy on the spot, swearing in the name of the emperor that he would not dare to be rude to Wu in the future. "

　　 Everyone smiled.

But then, Feng Yezi sighed in a low voice: "So, Wuwang instinct retreats all over, but the Golden God came out and said that after twenty years, he would go to Wuwang for trouble, leaving Wuwang with twenty. Years, used to improve strength..."

　　 "Twenty years?"

　　 Liu Bairen stared: "What can you do? I don't have enough time to sleep when I am drunk!"

　　 "That is, the Wuwang little friend is already in the extraordinary realm, and it is impossible to break through a big realm in 20 years."

　　 "Golden God, you really hate me too!"

　　 "Your Majesty, we can't ignore this matter. If the Golden God wants to take action, it will be dead or injured!"

　　 "The minister is willing to go to the palace to protect the Wuwang little friend! Although he died, no regrets!"

　　 "The minister is willing, and there is no fear if his reputation is ruined!"

　　 "It's better to put pressure on the palace frontally," an old pavilion master said in a deep voice, "When the twenty-year deadline is over, our army will open the front in the north and enter the land of Zhongshan."

　　 "Your Majesty..."

　　 "Your Majesty!"

　　 The voices of the masters suddenly continued, but Shennong frowned tightly and did not comment on any opinions.

　　 There was a mutter in the corner:

　　 "Whoever goes to the Tiangong will be treated as sweet and sour pork in the Tiangong. Those gods in the Tiangong want to kill a few extraordinaires, and go to the emperor to mix some rewards.

　　 However, if the people we send are not too strong on the bright side, wouldn’t they be fine? "

　　 "Then secretly mix a few masters in."

　　 "Isn't the Golden God going to trouble our little friend Wuwang in twenty years? At that time, we will be in the heaven and earth, and give her a pot! If it hurts, it's fine, if it doesn't hurt, it's okay."

　　 "There are only a hundred years of life left for some old friends, and the end is approaching. If we are not in a hurry to attack the Heavenly Palace, we can try."

　　 Feng Yezi said suddenly: "The Great Demon Sect that exterminates the sky and the dark is about to face the wind, I wonder if you have heard of it."

　　 Liu Bairen said, "Your Majesty, this matter must be discussed with Wuwu. We can't call the shots right away, lest he ruined his calculations."

　　 Shennong smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly:

　　 "The Bloodhand Demon Venerable who cultivates the Blood Fiend Avenue is a pretty good seed. Go and ask him to come to my place first. I will treat him to a casual meal.

　　Wuwang, Fengyezi is responsible for contacting. "

　　 Everyone bowed their salutes, and they understood Shennong's decision.

　　 At the same time, Kitano.

　　 On the Daxue Mountain in the Dalang clan, countless stars are shining down, brightening the day and night with thousands of miles shining.

　　 And under these stars, a strong man and woman, a strange but rather docile fierce beast, is bowing his head and enduring pain like a scrape, feeling the constant expansion of his own strength.

　　 From time to time, someone screamed, bleeding drips all over his body, and was hurriedly carried away by the side for treatment.

　　 On the top of the snow-capped mountain, the six sun sacrifices knelt on an altar, and continued to bow down to the phantom oozing out of the starry sky.

　　 If the power of mind can be seen, the sky of the northern wild can be seen, and there is a sea of ​​boundless mind power, and the severely wounded body of the Star God, the wound through the abdomen has been healed for most of the time.

　　 The Guardian of the Star God is coming soon!

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