Chapter 398 (1/2)

The main temple is the most incredible artifact. It can not only absorb the power of chaos, but also steal the power of other worlds!

Buzz!

With the roar of the main temple, Wu Ming seems to see the blue phantom world, a slight shock, spit out a little purple stars!

”This is the concentration of the power of the world. The momentum created by distraction is already the limit!”

Wu Ming stopped immediately.

The more chaotic the situation is, the more benefits the main temple can get. The distraction is far less than Wu Ming's standard. These are the limits. No matter how much, I'm afraid it will immediately cause the whole world's reaction and hostility!

The whole phantom world is like a huge safe. This time, with the cooperation of an insider, Wu Minggang opened a gap so that he could take out a few gold coins.

But the gap is too small to get too much until the safety door is completely opened.

Even, a big movement will immediately attract the attention of the original owner!

”These...”

Looking at the purple stars, Wu Ming said with a smile: ”compared with what I got in the ghost world last time, it's less than one thousandth. It's a drop in the bucket... The power of the world is not very useful. I'd better invest in distraction.”

Since you want to get huge profits, you need to invest in advance and be prepared to lose all your money!

”Exactly... Isn't there a bottleneck? The power of the world is the best resource, the best destiny! It's enough to solve all this, and it's still the original power of the phantom world, and it doesn't need to adapt to it again... ”

Wu Ming waved his hand.

The purple star was wrapped by the power of Da Luo and broke through the barrier of the phantom world. Suddenly, it flashed and disappeared.

After all this, he turned around and went back to Wujiabao.

”Tell me to take out the great elixir refined by my young master yesterday and make a small Danyuan banquet. Let's invite my wife and some civil and military people...”

Wu Ming was in a good mood.

In Dazhou's world, Wu pheasant had to worry about it, and the main temple's resources were also distracted. He read books and raised flowers every day, sometimes refined some elixir to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan, and prolong his life. He entertained his subordinates. He was not afraid of any rumors and changes from the outside world, but had a very comfortable life.

……

Phantom world, on a cliff.

Zuo linling and Hou Yong look at Wu Ming who has been standing there for a long time. They look at each other.

”Has the master been waiting for a long time?”

Hou Yong whispered, ”what are you waiting for?”

”The master has his own reason. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!”

Zuo linling turns a white eye. After Wu Ming leads her to Jia Kongming's laboratory and confirms that the memory of the book eating mouse has the inheritance of ancient fairy art, she is completely committed to Wu Ming.

When Hou Yong heard this, he was speechless and immediately looked up. His eyes suddenly narrowed: ”this is...”

When Zuo linling looked up, he saw that there seemed to be a flash of light in the sky in the middle of the day. It turned into a purple meteor and suddenly fell through the sky.

”Meteor?”

This light, unless just standing in their position, will only be covered by the sun, and nothing can be seen at all.

Hou Yong opened his mouth slowly and suddenly looked at the top of the cliff.

There, Wu Ming, with a trace of desire in his eyes, opened his hands as if embracing heaven and earth, and was suddenly hit by a purple meteor.

Boom!

This moment, as if a lot of things happened, and as if nothing happened.

Hou Yong and Zuo linling rubbed their eyes, only to find that the cliff is still good, but Wu Ming has come down: ”keep on going!”

With a smile on his lips, the whole person seems to be very different from before.

”Master... You...”

Zuo linling covers her mouth and looks at Wu Ming's eyebrows in amazement. There, I don't know when there are more purple birthmarks, just like stars.

”Don't ask, don't say, let's go!”

Wu Ming is in a good mood.

It's a standard vision. If it's put in Dazhou, there will be qintianjian reporting the fall of the demon star immediately.

Although many customs have been changed in the phantom world, there are still astrologers.

Wu Ming was not interested in such a big battle, so he deliberately chose the day. Otherwise, if it was night, the purple meteor would be too obvious to attract attention immediately!

”As long as it's the power of the world, it's purple! This... Although it's a drop in the ocean for the main temple, it's too terrible for me. ”