【Ding! Your Master God Controller’s authority has been increased!】

A prompt from the main temple sounded.

And this time, it seems a little different from usual.

Without even using the prompt from the main temple, Wu Ming could feel that something mysterious in Yu Qingzi was plundered by him.

With a slight movement of consciousness, you can sense the transcendent light of the ubiquitous main temple.

The vast power seems to be able to pull it as long as one thought moves.

Such great power made Wu Ming's heart feel moved.

Knowing that his accumulation and several life-and-death struggles finally reached the extreme, he was still short of moving away the last blocking stone to break through!

At that time, the title of the Lord God’s Controller will become true!

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Wu Ming's brows moved, and the information exchange with the main temple made him feel a very novel power, or he tried to find a certain permission himself.

"Publish a mission?"

Before, he could only passively modify tasks, but could not generate tasks.

But now, it seems that this possibility is available!

“It’s not without restrictions…”

Wu Ming closed his eyes and realized the ultimate of his authority through communication with the main temple.

"Now, although I have accumulated so much authority and have reached the point where I can publish tasks, I still have to... be guided by snobs?"

Wu Ming was a little unsure: "Asking for snobs? Let it go? Should I try it?"

He also knew in his heart that before becoming the only master of the main temple, it was impossible for him to generate tasks to be done by himself, otherwise he could kill all the other reincarnation people and those who are authorized, gather the authority to one body, and then erase the will of the main god.

"As for snobs? "

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, but he thought of the way to reverse time and space last time the main god's will and interfere with the task copy.

In Shengjing, he felt the deepest traces of the main temple.

That was the legacy of the Lord’s will distorted in time and space three hundred years ago, and the Lord’s glory fell, defeating the many great masters!

Or... Daohen!

"If I try to generate tasks here, it will probably be ten times easier than outside!"

A flash of light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes: "If that's the case..."

He was silent for a long time and thought about the plan several times, but he still felt it was feasible. However, he did not hurry to do it, but came to the hall, with a pool of blood.

Just now, Yu Qingzi used the magic technique to sacrifice his body in exchange for unparalleled power, but he was still exhausted by Wu Ming.

At this time, except for a faint blood shadow on the ground, there were only scattered Taoist robes, whisks and other objects.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he took a small gossip mirror from the debris, but he looked down on other things and came to the cloud bed in the center of the hall.

"Edict!"

This Eight Trigrams Bronze Mirror Array is manipulated by Taoism. With Wu Ming’s Earth Immortal level knowledge and familiarity with Yuqing Taoism, I just fumbled a little and started immediately.

A clear light enveloped the light, the oil lamp on the Bagua Formation flashed, and the bronze mirrors on all sides lit up, showing large areas of light and shadow, and the angles continued to change.

"This is……"

Wu Ming looked at it, but he was a little breathing: "The tomb? And it's the Supreme Nine Five... This is the imperial tomb?!"

There is still a 10,000 acres of space under the Da Shang Palace?

This was originally a shocking thing, and in this underground palace, there was an imperial tomb! It was even more incredible.

"Just kidding? Where can I build the grave under my own residence?"

Wu Ming was extremely shocked: "Or... this is not the tomb of emperors of all dynasties in the Shang Dynasty, but was later transformed?"

His eyes narrowed slightly and emitted a slight light, but he looked more and more carefully.

This imperial tomb is large in scale and quite vast. On the edge of the tomb passage in the middle there are stone dragon sculptures of different shapes, with a strange style and a bit like a wilderness in the outer world.

"If this place is not the imperial tomb of the Shang Dynasty, it can only be built by Ji Yi afterwards..."

A flash of inspiration in Wu Ming's mind: "Imperial Tomb... evil spirit... destiny... dragon monster... I... fuck! Ji Yi and Yuqing, you two are really brave!"

The dragon evil is dirty. If any creature is involved, there is only one way to change.

However, ordinary people can absorb a little bit of it, and they will explode and die if they die.

This kind of dragon monster is naturally useless to the Great Zhou.

And who is the most suitable person to accept the dragon evil? It is naturally the Supreme Emperor, the emperor’s pattern! After all, this evil spirit is also a variation of the dragon energy!

"So... if the Great Zhou wants to cultivate dragon monsters, absorb dragon evil, and then convert them into its own use, it is best to use the emperor's corpse as a carrier..."

Wu Ming's face was embarrassed: "So, if Ji Yi doesn't want to bury himself, he has to dig out the ancestral tombs of the Da Shang Dynasty, bury the emperors of the Shang Dynasty in the past dynasties, and then attract the evil spirits of the capital and gather them in the imperial tombs. The dragon monsters produced in this way are the most suitable for use... Being a real emperor's character is very cruel!"

In historical books, the imperial tombs of the Shang Dynasty were properly protected by the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But Wu Ming believed in his eyes even more. After being killed with the dragon energy, neither Ji Yi nor Yuqing would be polite to the big businessman and would inevitably dig a grave.

"Tsk tsk... I said, after the Great Zhou Dynasty set the tripod, how could the national strength be restored so quickly? The rewards from the heroes were extremely generous. It turned out that they had dug up the ancestral tomb of Da Shang and obtained treasures buried by emperors of all dynasties..."

Wu Ming was envious for a few times, and his eyes looked at the bronze mirror in the underground palace, but his eyes were full of heavyness.

What would the dragon monster born with the emperor's destiny, coupled with the mysterious bird dragon evil?

Even if it was him, he would not dare to win over his sharpness!

"The Great Shang has been living in the country for thousands of years, and there are more than fifty emperors. Even if only half of them are not! One tenth of them mutated into a dragon monster is also very terrifying... If it were the Great Shang Taizu..."

Wu Ming was shocked.

Most of this dragon evil has the fate of a mysterious bird, and is there a carrier that is more suitable than the Great Shang emperor?

The Taizu of the Great Shang Dynasty was also a generation of ancestor dragons, and the two were combined...

"If this is true, the luck that captured the dragon monster transformed by Taizu of the Great Shang Dynasty would probably be enough to extend the Great Zhou Dynasty's reign for another fifty years!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed and he immediately estimated the general number: "No wonder the court was so impatient... But... why are there only a few Taoist men from the Yuqing Dao Crane here guarding and not garrisoning to protect the troops? It's so strange!"

However, I also know that this place is mysterious and ordinary troops cannot stay for a long time, and the supply and logistics alone are easily dragged down.

At this time, the world was in chaos, and the secrets of the underground palace could not be revealed. Otherwise, the anti-king who had ulterior motives would know would be a disaster in an instant.

This time it seemed that the court finally made up its mind to send elite and loyal masters to complete this matter.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar came, like a dragon and a tiger, and was extremely powerful.

Wu Ming's eyes were bright and he saw that somewhere in the imperial tomb, the condensed evil energy condensed liquid formed a small pond, and there was even a crystal in the middle, shining like a diamond.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed.

Most of the entire pond disappeared, and the crystal in it disappeared in an instant.

"Dragon Monster!"

Although the black shadow swept like lightning, Wu Ming still captured some fragments.

The scaled body, the sharp corners of the forehead, and even the body that is twice as tall as ordinary people, as well as the wild dragon energy on their bodies, all make ordinary people feel suffocating and oppressive at first sight.

"This is a place of death, a Jedi... where is there someone to guard..."

A cold sweat appeared on Wu Ming's forehead: "Just the other end just now, ordinary martial saints may not be able to clean up... Such a dangerous place, how many ordinary people come to deliver vegetables!"

But it was very clear that if the dragon monster had not easily left the place where the dragon evil gathered, the entire Shangzhou and even the world would probably have caused a bloody storm.

"The Nine Evils and the Little Vein... The Taoist Yuqing probably spent a lot of effort to arrange this situation, right?"

Wu Ming touched his chin: "Finally, it's a friend, let's take it as a bargain!"

I immediately pressed the gossip mirror in my hand into the groove on the cloud bed.

Crunch!

The two objects are tightly matched, and there is even a sound of organic stents.

Wu Ming smiled lightly, turned slightly, tried a few times, and suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the hall.

A iron wall about a meter thick and metallic luster on the surface opened, and a tunnel that went straight to the bottom appeared, and the extremely rich black air rushed out suddenly.

Buzz!

A circle of Taoist magic lights lit up, and with the power of restraint, it sealed the evil aura visible to the naked eye into the tunnel.

"Sure enough, there is a tunnel leading to the imperial tomb..."

Wu Ming took a deep breath and walked into the endless darkness...

...

In the Yuqing Taoist Palace, in a quiet room.
To be continued...