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Doesn't he know...... No, he must know!
Shu couldn't look at Wang Meng's ease and confidence, he didn't know what this confidence came from.
But, no matter what, he would not retreat, and he must not be affected by this way.
Shu couldn't be polite, his hand waved violently towards the dice in the air, and the dice spun violently in the air.
And at this moment, heaven and earth disappeared all at once, and the surroundings became nothing.
In the void, there were wisps of light, and these rays of light jumped and drifted towards the endless abyss.
This is the light of destiny.
This is the law that Shu can't grasp, he can see through his fate and master his fate!
Suddenly, Wang Meng felt that his life was actually separated from his body, and in an instant, a huge sanctuary appeared in the void.
Between heaven and earth, there is only the Holy Church!
In this void world, it is a world that cannot afford to be comfortable, and if anyone loses, he will lose his soul, that is, all his life is transformed into the other party.
This is a gambler, he can't afford to be quite ruthless, under his order, Wang Meng's life shows the prototype.
But this prototype really scared Shu Fu stupidly.
The boundless lifeline constitutes a huge building, and the lifeline of ordinary people can only have one horn, and the Qiankun Dragon Yinyue God Statue is not Wang Meng's true power.
That's quality!
Shu couldn't afford it, and he didn't expect that his move would call for such power.
Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect that Shu Bu would have such a hand, it was indeed quite treacherous.
It's a pity that I ran into him.
"Give you a chance, throw it. ”
Wang Meng said.
Shu couldn't hold the dice, and sweat fell from his forehead. Opposite him was God, the living God, and although he didn't know how it came, it all was confirmed.
He was so stupid as to gamble with God!
Those who can't afford to be comfortable have also reached the apex of the Middle Thousand Realms, and after a lot of hardships, once they lose, they will become ordinary people, and they can't afford to move the world......
That's why he can't afford it, he can't lose.
But the dice must be rolled, and the opponent is only two points. His fate is in his hands, and the chance of winning is incomparably great!
As soon as he gritted his teeth, the dice went out. Fate swirled with the dice, Shu couldn't clench his fists tightly, fate was already doomed, he would definitely win, Wang Meng threw two points. It's an omen.
Wang Meng still looked at Shu Bu, the dice were spinning slower and slower, and Shu Bu's heartbeat was getting faster and faster.
Six, six, six......
..................
Finally, the dice stopped. Only...... A little.
In an instant, Shu Bu's 30,000 life grids were extracted and flew towards Wang Meng, and Shu Bu's face instantly turned pale as frost. Fate was changed......
Wang Meng looked at the life grid in front of him, which was a small tonic for him, but compared to the effect of Shu, these 30,000 life grids were not very useful.
"Actually, I don't like to gamble, I only like things that are certain. The destined fate can also be changed, and after all, it cannot escape the cycle of cause and effect. ”
Wang Meng said. Answering Shu's doubts, in fact, the so-called order root of most monks in the Middle Thousand Realms is not comprehensive, and the degree of exertion of the 30,000 life grids is limited, like Shu's fate, at most it is a law in the order of cause and effect.
Vision determines success or failure.
The higher he goes, the more obvious the role of the life grid becomes, and Wang Meng's advantage is getting bigger and bigger.
Looking at the majestic sanctuary on the majestic shore, Shu couldn't help but feel powerless, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "You are much more ruthless than the way of heaven, no wonder those two bald heads are not interested in me when they see you, I lost, I gave everything at once, haha, but also happy." ”
Wang Meng smiled slightly, "I don't like this way very much, there is a deal here, your life, for your life." ”
Shu Bu looked at Wang Meng, stunned for a while, he knew what Wang Meng meant, but how could anyone not care about fate?
But this deal is unaffordable, and it can't be refused no matter what.
Wang Meng gave him back his life, and from then on, Shu Bu was a member of the Holy Church.
"I promise!" Shu couldn't grit his teeth, he couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost his life, it was definitely more painful than death.
Wang Meng smiled slightly, "Very good, I don't need to be forever, fifty years." ”
Wang Meng added a shackle to the fate, which is the power of cause and effect, planting the cause, if you can't disobey it, you have to bear the result, and this result is destruction.
The void disappeared, Wang Meng and Shu Bu appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the two disappeared silently for a while, and only one dice remained in the air.
In fact, he entered the law of fate that he couldn't grasp.
The result?
The two appeared, seemingly unharmed, and the audience was silent.
Shu couldn't laugh, "Disciple Shu can't afford it, and I'm willing to join the Holy Hall!"
In an instant, the audience was shocked and couldn't afford to join the Templar???
What is the situation, what did Wang Meng do?
The Templar triumphs, sweeping the circus.
Wang Meng didn't care about those doubts and speculations, they didn't matter to him, the Holy Hall of the Middle Thousand Realms needed to be in charge of such a strong person.
Although it is just an excess, Wang Meng also needs some time, fifty years is enough, if he can't stabilize for such a long time, it also proves that his strength is insufficient.
In the end, it became the Sanctuary and the Three Great Assemblies that competed for supremacy.
Everyone's expectation!
Wang Meng looked at the three immortals, still with a smile on his face, and the three immortals' gazes were indifferent.
Wang Meng came to the Middle Thousand Realm, and he was destined to be subverted!
The decisive battle between the Holy Church and the Three Great Assemblies is three days later, and there are not a few monks who are ready to watch this battle with their lives, and whoever wins it will definitely change the dynasty.
After the final was confirmed, Wang Meng entered the retreat, and the three immortals disappeared, this final battle is not a trivial matter for both sides, and at this point, no one will despise anyone.
For Wang Meng, this is also his last level in the Middle Thousand Realm, solving the Three Immortals, all that remains is to open the path of ascension in the Middle Thousand Realm, if it was really hard to find out the clue before, and now that he has a super artifact, all Wang Meng needs is the power to establish faith.
The power of the Templar.
There is no need to worry about Xiaoqianjie at all, there is Zhao Lingxuan here. This power is obviously increasing, which shows that Zhao Lingxuan has also understood, now it is to establish the power of the Thousand Realms, Wang Meng believes that as long as this power reaches a certain level, he can pass through the Three Realms and not be bound by the law.
The two bald heads opened a window for Wang Meng, he was trying to extract the power of faith, this power undoubtedly surpassed the law and had entered the realm of gods, Wang Meng was different from the two bald heads. Jingyun and Jingkong only borrow the belief of the Buddha, while Wang Meng himself is the center of faith, which is a qualitative difference.
Both the Silent Clouds and the Silent Sky can achieve that kind of power. If it were him, it would be a hundredfold.
How to use it, no one can provide reference, this is Wang Meng's own way.
As for the three major conferences, Wang Meng only needs to remain unchanged and respond to all changes. The real headache should be the three immortals.
The drunkard is always overcrowded, due to the large number of people, there are also seats at the door, and the supply is still in short supply, and the surrounding shops are even more business-exploding, and monks from all over the Middle Thousand Realms are still pouring in. There is no weakening trend.
The limelight of the first dojo is too great, especially as the battle deepens, the outbreak of various taboo groups. The continuous improvement of the realm, especially the fact that many strong people themselves come from all over the Middle Thousand Realms, and they have extraordinary influence in the places where they are, and their defeat naturally attracts greater attention, how can such a person be defeated?
Whether it is an ordinary person or a monk. All want to know that this plane. Who is the strongest.
Many of the forbidden groups were defeated at the hands of the Templars, but the relationship was very good, like the Immortal and the Circus, the Circus had confirmed that they wanted to join the Templars, and the two bald heads didn't even leave, with the idea that I wouldn't go to hell and who would go to hell, they also decided to go deep into the Templars, and only true understanding is the experience.
The group of dead people also appeared, when they were taken away by Wang Meng, almost everyone thought they were finished, but they didn't expect to appear again, but the temperament of the group of dead people who reappeared also changed, and similarly, they also joined the temple.
The drunken scholar and Zhang Yang are simply similar to each other, and their hobbies are the same, the drunken scholar is obviously also moved, he is happy to join the temple, and there is wine and meat, isn't it very cool this day, especially when he wants to accept Zhang Yang's apprentice, when he reaches the level of the drunken scholar, in addition to passing on his own mastery, there seems to be no pursuit.
As for ascension, it's really hard to find.
The people of the Immortal Regiment of the Years were very calm in this regard, and as a result, several of the ten forbidden regiments had voted on the side of the Holy Church.
Luo Shen Tuan is also quite interested in the method of refining weapons in the Holy Hall, Luo Feng likes to collect nature and is also quite interested in refining weapons, people can't change their talents, but he can improve his strength, a hundred weapons are not as good as one weapon, what he thinks of is to make all his treasures into one, and the power formed can definitely surpass the immortal.
Through the battle in the first dojo, he also knew that more quantity is better than high quality, and the one that works is enough.
Obviously, they don't have a common language with the Three Immortals, so it's not easy to get in touch with them because of their mysterious appearance, but the Sanctuary is open.
Luo Feng was also moved, the Holy Hall would always need a lot of money to expand in the Middle Thousand Realms, and this was what he lacked the most, and the two sides also had a foundation for cooperation.
For cooperating with someone like Wang Meng, Luo Feng is also very relieved, there is a kind of person you can know whether you can get along at a glance.
What's more, with Wang Meng's strength, there is no need to covet him at all, but everyone is also a little curious in their hearts, with Wang Meng's strength level, how can they still be interested in some worldly false names.
In their opinion, the so-called glory of the temple is actually useless to the monks, and it will delay the practice.
Although the final battle has not yet begun, but now with the addition of the taboo group and the weakness of the royal family, the Holy Hall can be described as unique, and the only thing that worries them is the final battle.
The three old monsters of the Three Immortals are really too spicy, but even if the Three Immortals are strong, with the current strength of the Holy Church, they are evenly matched.
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