"Preaching and performing the Dharma?"

Wu Ming smiled but said nothing, but was silently complaining in his heart: "Is this treating me as Hongjun? Unfortunately... I have no intention of starting a sect and becoming a sect, and Chengzu is honored. Secondly... I have nothing to say and ask me to explain the great way. Is it too much to make a fortune? "

Although he knew that as long as he nodded, these real immortals on land could do anything in order to gain a glimmer of opportunity, but they were rejected by the Shinto, how many good things could they have in their hands?

"Man follows heaven, heaven follows Tao, and Tao follows nature, so why do we need to find an explanation?"

Wu Ming looked around and saw many gods' worried faces, and couldn't help but say calmly.

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the Hundred Gods Temple, but no monk dared to stop him.

Many old Taoists were worried and left the main temple together. Wujiezi complained: "Brother Kunwu, you are too anxious. What if you hate seniors, what should you do?"

"good!"

Another old Taoist nodded repeatedly: "Since ancient times, the Dharma has not been passed down from Liu Er, let alone the gods in this place... aren't you afraid of venting the secrets of our monks? Perhaps the seniors knew this and did it on purpose."

"It seems that there is still hope for this matter?"

A slight comforting look appeared on the faces of several Taoist priests. Looking at the direction of the Seer Continent, they didn't know what they were thinking about.

...

"The Gods United?"

Wu Ming didn't care about this much.

Looking back at today's resolution, I pondered a little: "Originally, all ethnic groups in the world compete for nature, and they all have hatred and are very dirty and eager, and it is really difficult to unite... Only now, can we finally break the old rules when we feel the pressure of destruction, but it is still difficult..."

How can countless years of hatred be forgotten?

I don’t know if the gods will still be incompatible with each other after forming a coalition, or even cheating each other, then the situation is really over.

"The inner world is such a wonderful place..."

At this time, Wu Ming, who returned to the Seer Continent, disappeared and came directly to the main temple.

In front of him, a dark red light was like substance, blooming with a bright gem-like color.

"Resentment, or sin... is actually accumulated so strongly that it can support many eighth-level gods..."

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, a reincarnation man appeared in the palace.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, his collar was raised high and his hat covered most of his face. Only his right hand turned into an iron hook, looking extremely terrifying, and a hazy inspiration was always lingering around his body.

After he appeared, the resentment in the air began to boil slightly, transforming into tentacles, as if he wanted to merge with him, but unfortunately he was firmly stopped by a layer of transparent restriction in the air.

"Reincarnation, the monster that was stained by the inner world... Jack the Ripper!"

Since the last war, Wu Ming, the reincarnationist, has not let it go, and has taken it off and treated it as a specimen.

"After all, I am a reincarnation person, and I have long been branded with it. It is more convenient to operate!"

A divine light emerged from Wu Ming's eyes and penetrated directly into Jack's body.

"Main Temple, teleport!"

Accompanied by Wu Ming's order, the entire main temple roared, and a purple force emerged, wrapped around Jack and disappeared in an instant.

...

The world inside.

Under the dark red sky, the dried loess cracked into the cracks like spider webs, and there seemed to be a trace of black gas emerging from it.

A purple light flashed and Jack's figure emerged.

"Well... just like before, but the grudge seems to have been relieved. Is it because part of it was released?"

Wu Ming stretched out his body and felt that the surrounding environment was very friendly, and a kind of power poured into his body all the time.

At this time, he was like wearing a layer of Jack's skin, but he was essentially Wu Ming's incarnation, so he came to check the situation in the inner world.

When many evil deeds were raging in the main world and had no time to care about it, he was wearing Jack's vest. Even the natives in the inner world should be difficult to discover.

"Dream-entering magical power? Immortal body?"

Wu Ming looked at his right hand that turned into a hook and was speechless: "The skill I carry is good, but unfortunately it is a bit unto my taste..."

He identified the direction and walked directly along the magma river.

"Well, the resentment in the air has indeed decreased significantly, and even the world seems to have become a little normal..."

Wu Ming stopped in front of a bush.

The grove is very sparse, only a small piece, and it also has a black iron plant with many sharp barbs on the surface, full of a ferocious feeling.

But plants that can survive in the inner world are already very amazing.

"Shit!"

Wu Ming had just arrived at the edge of the bush, and accompanied by a creepy hissing sound, a two-headed snake pounced out, spreading its snake's kiss, and its sharp fangs aimed directly at Wu Ming's neck.

laugh!

Wu Ming shook the hook on his right hand, and he strung the two snake heads together to the extreme.

"Singular creature..."

He tore open the snake's skin and saw drops of dark red blood falling on the ground. At the same time, a black and red aura emerged and was constantly absorbed by him, and his whole body was filled with energy.

"Is this the resentment of the two-headed snake?"

Wu Ming's eyes moved: "It's just a monster, the effect is so significant, if more..."

Of course, he also knew that this way of promotion through killing may have a huge effect at low level, but for those gods who are comparable to true gods, it may be a drop in the bucket, and the effect will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Otherwise, no matter how capable the Void Mask has, it will not be able to stop the murder of the gods and evil people from each other.

"However, if you find the right method, it seems not impossible... The mutual devouring and evolution between gods and evil spirits is a good topic!"

Wu Ming threw off the corpse of the two-headed snake.

Squirt!

After the black air was completely dissipated, the snake corpse fell to the ground and turned into a pile of powder, as if all the essence had been swept away.

"The breath here is much calmer than other places, and the number of sleeping vengeful spirits is relatively sparse. In addition, the emergence of vegetation... you should be able to see the large ethnic groups in the inner world, if they exist..."

Wu Ming continued to move forward, and the number of black shrubs became more and more.

Crack! Crack!

At this time, several figures appeared in his sight.

These people were extremely tall. When they got closer, Wu Ming discovered that they were several black armored people, which seemed to be connected to the armor on their bodies. There were ferocious barbs on the black shell.

The person on the other side was obviously very surprised to see Wu Ming and spoke the language of heretics.

"Hmm? He can still talk..."

Wu Ming was a little surprised: "I originally thought there were only monsters and resentful spirits in the inner world..."

...

"Your Majesty Wu Ming!"

Just as Wu Ming was lying on Jack and exploring the world, a vast voice suddenly sounded outside the main temple.

"Can you actually discover this place? An eighth-level existence?"

His expression changed slightly, and he suddenly came to the void.

In front of Wu Ming, a translucent figure emerged. He had a torso and facial features similar to humans, but he looked slightly thinner. His cheeks had unidentified patterns, and there was a piece of purple crystal between his eyebrows, embedded there, and his flesh and blood took root, like a third eye.

"Spirit clan?! Level 8 power! And..."

Wu Ming's pupils shrank slightly.

He could clearly feel that the other party, like him, was walking the path of individual extraordinary and independently breaking through level 8.

Because without the help of rules, there is no way to be in line with the Tao, so human nature and self are also preserved the most.

"Sorry...the ubiquitous spirit tells me you're here..."

The people from the Spirit Clan smiled slightly: "What is my spiritual power? I wonder if you still see it?"

Although he is a god of a foreign race, his common language in mainland China is very standard.

This is not the power of a spell, but the original talent.

"The spiritual power is so fast that it can be seen thousands of miles away, it's really good... I don't know if you are..."

"oh!"

The people of the Spirit clan patted their heads: "You can call me 'xu', the ancestors of the Spirit clan worshipped. This time they came to make an alliance between the two tribes..."

“Alliance?”

Wu Ming shook his head: "We are probably not even messengers of the gods yet, right?"

"Haha... Do you still need to hide this little thing from each other for our existence?"

Xu Xin smiled: "The elders in our clan already have a consensus. In order to deal with this world crisis, it is necessary to make allies. In addition, I am quite interested in you, so I came here by myself..."
To be continued...