Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

Mr. Wushuang felt that he had become an insurance salesman, and his lips were going to be worn out.

Fortunately, the results are not cheap.

Although so far.

There hasn't been any other strong man who refers to a strong man whose cultivation level is comparable to that of a celestial being in the early stage of becoming a god in the great universe, who chooses to sacrifice his life and throw himself into the dream bubble.

Reincarnated as the gods under Lynch.

In fact, there is actually a little bit of cultivation in the body, even if it is only the body of the other and me that is equivalent to the foundation of the heavenly universe.

There are also very few who are willing to sacrifice their lives and throw themselves into the fantasy bubble.

Everyone is still watching.

But he couldn't do it by sacrificing his life, and the work of letting many other strong people leave their real names in the list of gods is getting smoother and smoother.

The appearance of Juntian's incarnation brought the dawn of breaking his curse.

This made all other strong men who knew about it feel a sense of imminent crisis.

Finding a way out for myself is also a last resort.

What's more, if you don't stay, others will stay.

They are all taught by a master, just a few things, you can exchange for points if you take them out first.

So, just a few days.

The main god space has harvested a lot of practice skills, supernatural powers and secret techniques.

Even materially, he has harvested many low-level magic weapons and elixir.

Everyone is clearing inventory and actively preparing for battle.

"Can not be done."

"The source of the most desired innate avenue is still unrewarded."

"What's more, no one answered the recruitment order at all."

"If this continues, I'm afraid it will be cold!"

"And I heard that King Yanfu is secretly contacting us, monks from other lands, through our main god's space."

"Even found fellow Taoist Baiyunzi."

"I want to join forces with these people and let Old Man Tianji gain control."

"What do you mean? In this way, I don't have to worry about his curse being lifted, and it just disappears."

"Made, she has found such loopholes."

On this day, Wan Teng couldn't help but find Emperor Qitian, worried.

I originally thought that even without him at the beginning, I am strong and willing to sacrifice my life to enter the dream bubble.

But after leaving his real name in the list of gods, he naturally regarded the space of the main god as the last retreat.

In this way, in order to keep this way of retreat, he should respond to the recruitment and come from all the worlds of the planes to defend Lynch.

At that time, even if the old man Tianji came to attack and kill with a million Lynch and his army as in a dream, he would still have the power to fight.

And it is inevitable that there will be casualties in the battle, and naturally someone will be on the list of gods.

Then set an example, and all plans should be on the right track and enter a virtuous circle.

But now the recruitment mission has been sent out for several days, but there are very few applicants.

"It's okay, it's just a fluke."

"This deity already has a way to deal with it, so go and call your little uncle."

Chapter 503 Great destruction, golden fight in the void 1

"Brother Tiandi, are you calling me?"

A moment later, Young Master Wu Shuang came running over and looked at Emperor Qitian, pretending to be low-key.

Emperor Qitian was disgusted, knowing that he was pretending to be a monster, he ignored it and said.

"Old Man Tianji is approaching, a battle of skills is inevitable."

"But the sentient beings, he and I, are still lucky, and refuse to respond to come to escort and fend off the enemy."

"This fight, I'm afraid I still need to resolve it myself."

"Damn, what are you kidding!"

Young Master Wu Shuang immediately exploded.

"If that bastard Juntian is really like the million-dollar old man in his dream, he and I have an army."

"That's a shame, let's just run away."

"Who can win this fight!"

Emperor Qitian didn't speak, but just looked at Mr. Wushuang quietly.

Young Master Wushuang was worried as if he had never seen it before.

"You also know the talent of the old man."

"Don't look at what he said all day long that he was not good at fighting in his life."

"But if you really want to fight, it's called brave and invincible, at least you can get three points of my master's true biography."

"His other body, even if he only inherited half of his bravery."

"But if you add the cultivation of old man Tianji who spared no expense."

"Then they are definitely the sons of destiny who belonged to the destiny."

"Let's not talk too much, it must be possible to hit ten by one, right?"

"In other words, we must have at least tens of millions of troops, and all of them must be warriors comparable to the early stage of our Celestial Universe."

"Hey, how many people do we have now?"

Emperor Qitian still didn't speak.

Next to him, Wan Teng couldn't help but compare his fingers.

"1? Too little."

"None."

Wan Teng's answer made Mr. Wushuang's face pale, "Then what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for a meal? Hurry up and run!"

"Enough, no time to mess with you. What do you want!"

Emperor Qitian couldn't take it anymore, and said coldly.

"Say good brother first, come and listen."

Young Master Wu Shuang held the sword in his hand, teasingly said.

"Wan Teng, go invite the Godmother."

Emperor Qitian shouted coldly.

Wan Teng was about to stand up when he was held down by Mr. Wushuang.

"Just kidding, I'll go, I'll definitely go."

"No one should rob me of this kind of thing."

"Who can slash immediately, only me, Mr. Wushuang!"

"By the way, does the old man have anything else to say?"

Emperor Qitian shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "You only have one day, hurry up, there are still other waves."

"receive."

Young Master Wu Shuang stood at attention and saluted, then turned and ran.

Out of the dream bubble.

It has a teleportation circle that has been arranged long ago.

In the next second, Mr. Wushuang disappeared instantly.

"Wuhu, take off!"

……

As soon as Mr. Wushuang walked away, Jian Wuming appeared in the dream bubble on the back foot.

There is no need to call for notifications.

The next second, Wan Teng flashed out, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to signal Jian Wuming to go with him to meet Emperor Qitian.

Jian Wuming practiced kindness like a stream, and when he saw Emperor Qitian, he asked, "Wu Shuang isn't here?"

"It's the same as saying anything to me."

Emperor Qitian stretched out his hand and pushed the teacup.

But Jian Wuming wasn't in the mood for tea, so he was silent for a while before opening his mouth.

"The incarnation of Juntian has awakened the terrifying army in the dream."

"I'm ready to launch the era of chaos, and come to intercept and kill you."

"It should be too late for you to summon many other strong men to come to help."

"It's better to run for your life quickly."

"Thank you for letting me know."

Emperor Qitian nodded slightly, neither sad nor happy, as if everything was under control.

Seeing him like this, Jian Wuming couldn't help frowning.

"Although I don't know how you can deal with it."

"But what I want to tell you is, except for the terrifying army awakened by Jun Tian's incarnation."

"Many people should also come to intercept you."

"Because what you are doing now is too much."

"Everyone thinks you're a traitor."

Jian Wuming sighed with emotion.

He and Lynch may at best be regarded as acquaintances.

But the relationship with Mr. Wushuang is quite good.

So he is in a complicated mood at the moment.

Because of Lynch's approach of coopting all sentient beings.

In the eyes of any id, it is no less than the hatred of blocking the way.

Before Lynch used the banner of the reincarnation of the Styx to make some weak people, everyone just turned a blind eye.

Anyway, as long as the curse on him and me is lifted.

But it's different now.

Lin Qi ordered Qitiandi to lower the list of gods, so that many other strong people can keep the memory of their real names.

In this way, let alone after they lifted the curse on him and me.

Could the person revived by the group of real-name memories that fell into Lynch's dream bubble still be counted as their other and me.

It's just that Lynch has glimpsed all kinds of magical powers, skills, and memories from those who left their real names in the list of gods.

It's enough to make people want to live forever with Lynch.

Because don't talk about monks.

Even ordinary people can't accept that all kinds of private secrets in this life are being peeped and mastered by outsiders.