Wu Mingkong didn’t know what was going on in the Yangshi, and there was no sound on Wu Chongxiao.

But he found himself glowing and couldn't help but feel a whine in his heart.

"This is the beginning." Wu Mingkong was paying attention to the same thing on his body. This was just the beginning, and the glow was because of the prosperity.

Wu Mingkong did not find the source of this luck for a while, and he felt it was a bit incredible.

But the next moment, the luck in his body suddenly burst out, and an indescribable pain immediately filled Wu Mingkong's whole body.

He knew that luck was replacing his body, but it had a conflict with mana and cells.

This proves that the chasing ceremony has been completed.

The ceremony of chasing the title is naturally not as long as the ceremony of ascending the throne. It is more of a purpose, and then a sacrifice is given. Wu Mingkong does not know the specific situation, but according to Wu Chongxiao's previous oral statement, there are probably only a few steps.

The pain came very fiercely, and if it was pain, it would be fine. He also found that another operation of luck that replaced his body appeared, and this luck was melting.

Wu Mingkong understood what was going on in an instant.

He is not in the Yin Tulong Courtyard of Xia Kingdom.

"That's not right. This is not the case for the emperors I captured."

Wu Mingkong couldn't help but wonder for a moment, and then Wu Mingkong understood the difference between him and those emperors.

Those emperors had already completed the Emperor's Taoist shaping body in the Yin Tu Dragon Court, while Wu Mingkong was quite special. First, he had a body, and second, he did not appear in the Yin Tu Dragon Court when he accepted the posthumous title.

After the death of other emperors, they naturally appeared in the Yintu Dragon Court, and the Emperor's Dao's body was naturally in the Yintu Dragon Court of their own dynasty.

Wu Mingkong rushed forward, endured the severe pain in his body, and rushed to the boundary of Xia Kingdom with all his might. The melting luck stopped.

But in this way, the luck of influx of mana and cells was becoming more and more to replace him.

He is passively shaping his body.

Wu Mingkong naturally won’t make him happy.

The king's heavenly scholars were unfolded at the same time, and together with the world-stricken realm, began to sort out the dragon energy.

He was doing business here, and Baxia and Heilong lowered their heads and smelled Wu Mingkong.

This made Wu Mingkong unable to help but feel a black thread. You are not a dog. Why do you smell? Even I pinched you two. Although it was a bit unsatisfactory, I don’t recognize me anymore?

However, after smelling the Baxia and Heilong stopped acting, they probably smelled it.

"Brother, I've finished it here, how are you?"

Xuanwu had just finished making trouble here, and Wu Chongxiao came again.

"Very good, I have something to do, I'll talk to you later." Wu Mingkong unilaterally hanged up the chat.

Isn't this nonsense? You guys are really idle and have nothing to do?

After ascending the throne, there should be various sacrifices, why don’t you play according to the routine?

He looked up at the opposite side, and the huge Yinglong and Fenghuang were also living on their own trump card.

Chuyi saw that it was nothing, but after a second glance, he almost scared Wu Mingkonghun.

I saw that from Yinglong's forehead, tentacles with starlight spread out from it, and the round sphere made of half-energy and half-matter were squeezed out from it.

Judging from the tentacles that trembled from time to time, the strongest emperor system should be like himself, being washed away by luck, but countless starlight tentacles scattered around Yinglong, and it seemed that Yinglong was parasitic.

The same is true for the Fenghuang on the other side. The difference is that the Fenghuang is covered with white light, and the endless white light is covering the colorful Fenghuang.

This white light did not seem to be affected by luck, but instead became more confident because of the luck.

Wu Mingkong judged that the white light was probably a variation of luck. After all, this was pulled out from the phantom of the true dragon born in the jade seal, and it was obviously not an ordinary thing.

"So, I have to speed up now?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help but tease him, but in fact he was still steadily and had no tendency to speed up.

Wu Mingkong had to rely on the Emperor Dao to shape the body to integrate Wang Quan Tianshu and this domineering human fortune into the world-controlling magical power, so he naturally could not be anxious.

And Wu Mingkong is sure that no matter which one is tentacle ball or white light is completed first, he must first confront the opponent, rather than Wu Mingkong first.

After all, Wu Mingkong's threat is much smaller.

Of course, Wu Mingkong was not unprepared. For example, he quietly endured the severe pain and retreated all the way, and retreated directly to the border of Xia Kingdom, just behind Xuanwu.

If you really want to deal with these two things first, it will be much more convenient for him to run away.

As for being beaten to death by both after this, Wu Mingkong also accepted it. Anyway, he got the best, so he had no regrets.

All the researches in this study have been almost done, and he has included the most core part of the copy this time.

If Wu Mingkong is beaten to death before he finishes his life, he will be in trouble. After returning, he will not open a copy of the luck that is like this copy that is humanely suppressed for thousands of years, otherwise he can only rely on his own to slowly deduce the follow-up, which will require a lot of energy.

This thing is probably difficult to find. Even if Wu Mingkong put the name of this dungeon in, it would be gone. After all, the dungeon was provided by the main god. If you go to the trap again, Wu Mingkong felt that it might be really cold.

But even so, Wu Mingkong did not speed up. He judged from the white light on Fenghuang's body and the tentacles on Yinglong's body that as long as nothing unexpected happened, he would definitely be able to complete the perfection of Zhenshi first than these two.

Accelerating the fusion speed represents the difference in data. He will not take this risk, nor will he bet on the so-called explosive and breakthroughs in the near-war.

Wu Mingkong believed that he did not have such ability, and stability was the truth.

Even if it fails, Wu Mingkong will not care too much. Instead, he absorbs the failed experience and continues to prepare for subsequent deductions because the foundation is still there.

At worst, you can change a copy or another system. With a copy system in it, Wu Mingkong does not need to bet on the chance.

For something certain, why bother taking risks for such a trivial matter and destroying yourself?

Yinglong's body was filled with various tentacles. The whole dragon seemed to be corrupted by starlight, and the phoenix emperor's body was covered with white light. Overall, it looked like a giant bird transformed by white light.

Wu Mingkong's aura also burst out. He pulled off the black cloth covering his face without hesitation, opened Guixu's eyes, and Zhenshi burst out from him.

"Although it's a step slower than you, it's not too late."
Chapter completed!