The first thousand six hundred and fifty nine chapters treat me as a god
There was deathly silence in the main hall, the faces of all the green-skinned people were gray and gloomy, and their eyes were hollow and dull, without any brilliance.
As Wu Ming said, the Bronze Realm is over!
As for the so-called chance to resuscitate or awaken the will of the world in the Bronze Realm in the future, it is just a fantasy and an impossible word of relief.
Although I don't want to believe it, this fact has been felt by the strong among the green-skinned people and even ordinary people a long time ago.
The difficulty of breaking through the situation has doubled, the shackles are coming like shackles, the tribesmen are suffering from inexplicable disasters, and the number of newborns is decreasing, which all indicate that disaster is coming from heaven!
This only shows that the Bronze Realm has not only embarked on a strange journey, but the Mayfly Realm has begun to merge with the Bronze Realm.
It can even be said that it is devouring!
Even though the human-demonic clan has survived in the Demonic Realm for countless years, and their bloodlines have been blended from generation to generation, they are now barely accepted by the will of the Demonic Realm. There is even the continuous influence of the luck of the human race in China.
The green-skinned people are now on the verge of extinction. Even if they escape from this area, they are just a lost dog. How can they possibly return to their homeland and restore the glory of their ancestors?
Even if he could build an underground space to integrate into his body as Wu Ming said, within a few years, the Bronze Domain would be completely swallowed up and there would no longer be a place for the green-skinned people.
Without the protection of the will of heaven and earth, the invasion of the will of the ephemera will leave them with nowhere to hide.
The final result is either to be hunted to death, or to be kept in captivity and become blood food like pigs and dogs, never to recover!
There is no third possibility, unless...a miracle occurs!
"I also ask you to remember that there is a good life in heaven and give us a clear path!"
As soon as he thought of this, a little light appeared in Qing Muran's eyes again, and his majestic mountain body instantly stooped countless times, and his tone was humble, and he begged.
The green-skinned man has no way out, and the mysterious strong man in front of him is the only life-saving straw.
If you don't catch it, even if you can survive for a while, what difference will the result make?
Although he was annoyed that Qing Yulong had attracted such a strong man without knowing the importance of it, he also knew very well that although his son was stubborn and stubborn, he was also extremely smart.
If he hadn't discovered something, he would never have been so rash.
It is definitely not a good thing to play tricks with a being who is suspected of being a powerful person in the holy realm. It is better to keep your attitude at a minimum.
Weak people should have the despair of the weak, and they should know their own position!
The corners of the lips of several green-skinned emperors twitched, but in the end they didn't utter even a single word. They looked at the majestic green mountain-like back with extremely complicated expressions.
This patriarch, even when faced with the Semi-Saint Lord of the Mayfly Clan, did not take a single step back and attacked brazenly. At this time, he had given up everything for the sake of his clan!
In the face of ethnic group survival, what does personal honor and disgrace count?
"Please have mercy, sir, and show us a clear path!"
Several green-skinned men suddenly fell to their knees and prayed tremblingly.
When the rest of the people saw this, they looked dumbly with a hint of shock. They soon understood what was going on, and they also saluted.
"Dad, you guys..."
Qing Yulong was still a little confused and looked around blankly. Why did everyone kneel down?
Originally, he saw that although Wu Ming was indifferent, he didn't have much malice. He didn't deliberately act condescending or coercive along the way. Instead, he acted quite casually.
It was precisely because of this that he wanted to try to see if he could get greater benefits for the tribe. After all, it was enough that the other party had killed the Mayfly Emperor and would not betray his tribe anyway.
No matter what the outcome, nothing is lost.
But he never thought that in just a few moments, most of the strong men in the clan would kneel down. It seemed that something happened beyond his expectation.
"Where I am is determined by heaven and earth. If I declare it with my mouth, it will be God's will. There is no way to change it. Do you understand?"
Wu Ming pondered for a while, then stepped forward slowly, his feet just under Qing's forehead.
"Please make it clear, sir, that as long as we can save my tribe and continue our bloodline, we will never go back on our word. If we violate this oath, we will be punished by heaven and earth, and both humans and gods will be angry!"
Qing moved a little and touched Wu Ming's feet with his forehead, showing unspeakable determination in his humility.
"If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth, and both humans and gods will be angry!"
All the green-skin tribesmen were stunned, and then they all swore in unison.
This is not an ordinary oath, but a blood oath. But can the worst result be worse than now?
When Qing Yulong saw this, he also knew that his father and the strong men in the clan had made a decision, so he quickly pulled a few of his friends who were still in a daze to kowtow and swear.
There was no way, he was the one who brought this person, and his father had sworn a blood oath, so as his son, he couldn't hold him back, right?
"With me as a god, this king will give the Bronze Tribe people their last place to rest and recuperate. From then on, my divine light will shine on all Bronze descendants, sharing weal and woe, and learning from heaven and earth!"
Wu Ming's eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to have made some decision. Finally, with a solemn expression on his face, he swore word by word.
Buzz!
Before he finished speaking, a ball of brilliance lit up between his brows, like a flame or a candle holding up the sky. It actually illuminated the main hall and went straight into the sky. It seemed like it was pulling something in the dark, and injected into his mind along the firelight.
"I, Qing, would like to represent my master and worship you as my god, and I will never abandon you!"
Qing was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he roared like crazy, and an unprecedented light appeared in his eyes.
Even if he abandoned his dignity in the end and prayed for a little mercy, the patriarch was still desperate and gloomy in his heart.
After all, the Bronze Domain was wiped out by the Mayfly Clan.
Hundreds of millions of green-skinned people have become homeless dogs, precarious and worse than livestock.
Even if this mysterious strong man is willing to help, it is all in vain. Who would offend the Mayfly Clan, one of the most powerful tribes in the world, for the sake of unrelated people?
But he never expected that Wu Ming not only agreed, but also promised to give the green-skinned people a place to recuperate.
Not to mention treating him as a god or master, Qing Hui will agree.
This result was countless times better than expected. Even Qing could imagine how overjoyed the tribesmen would be after hearing the news.
As for whether Wu Ming is deceiving them, there is no need at all. With the strength he has shown, why is there any need to beat around the bush?
Vaguely, at the moment Qing Dun bowed his head, an unknown spiritual light merged silently into the shadow of the candle between Wu Ming's eyebrows.
Although it is very light, the fire seems to be really bright!
Especially when the other green-skinned people also kowtowed and swore sincerely to respect Wu Ming as a god, Wu Ming also clearly felt that the fire of chaos in his soul had indeed strengthened!
Wu Ming absorbed the fire of chaos and was contaminated with the aura of chaos. In a sense, he could barely be regarded as a chaotic creature.
He also wanted to try whether it would benefit him and what the difference would be if he didn't use the inner demon seeds to control him or perform sacrifices.
Unexpectedly, the effect was better than expected, and it was immediate!
"I am the light, and my meaning is the same as that of the sun and moon. The stars never set, and they will always illuminate my name. You are all the people under the divine light. You rest with the gods. The heaven and the earth will last forever. The sun and the moon will never be destroyed, and the inheritance will be endless!"
Wu Ming uttered the truth, like a bell and a bell, deafening the ears, and in an instant he transformed into the image of Mahakala with three heads and six arms.
"Kowtow to the gods!"
All the green-skinned men kowtowed and shouted the name of God.
Buzz!
Almost at the same time, with Qing as the leader, the dim clan patterns on his body suddenly erupted into dazzling light after the power of Chaos Fire fed back.
The remaining hidden wounds in his body were not only completely eliminated, but also made up for the previous losses, and there were even signs of further progress.
Such a change was like a miracle, making the others more pious and almost all of them improved.
Soon, under Wu Ming's instructions, Qing called all the tribesmen, regardless of men, women, old or young, to worship Wu Ming sincerely and respect him as a god.
Although the ritual seems simple and outrageous, under the pull of the Chaos Fire, Wu Ming can clearly capture whether anyone among them is half-hearted or malicious, without using the inner demon method to sense it.
At first, many people were skeptical. After all, the Bronze Tribe people worshiped only their ancestors or heaven and earth, but why did a god suddenly appear now?
Such people, of course, cannot contribute to Chaos Fire, cannot accept feedback from Chaos Fire, and receive help.
But after Wu Ming deliberately revealed his methods and performed some miracles, everyone finally accepted Wu Ming as the tribe's patron saint, Mingshen!
It is only natural that the weak take shelter from the strong, dedicate everything, and the strong take care of them.
The green-skinned people were already panicking and desperate. Wu Ming's appearance was like an ark in the stormy sea, a beacon in the dark night, illuminating their desperate hearts.
With his wholehearted dedication and eagerness to grasp the last life-saving straw, Wu Ming completed the plan with little effort, and it was unexpectedly smooth.
"call……"
Wu Minggao sat on the chair, silently sensing the power of the fire. He was in an unprecedented good mood, yet surprisingly calm.
At his level of cultivation, he has already calmed down, and his mind is as calm as ever. This was something that was expected, and even if it doesn't succeed, there will be no loss.
The sea that accepts hundreds of rivers is great when it has tolerance; the wall that stands thousands of feet high without desires is strong.
This is the truth that he has realized in his two lifetimes. It is also the supreme magical power that he has evolved from his own innate power to the Zhoutian Xinghai Monument!
When Wu Ming opened the door to the Xuanxing Ring space and revealed to the green-skinned people that there was a cave like a paradise inside, all the green-skinned people almost went crazy with joy.
Even in front of the gods, they still couldn't help crying with joy, hugging each other and crying!
Without even wasting any words, and without even having to give a mobilization speech from the patriarch Qing, all the Qingskin people expressed their intention to move their families inside.
No one knows how big the space is inside, but for these green-skinned people who live at the bottom of the Bronze Realm, their vision is limited and their knowledge is naturally limited. They naturally think that these powerful people who "open up" a realm casually should be gods.
This is not a god, so what is a god?
Even the strongest Qing Clan leader and other emperors have never heard of the Dongxu Treasure, let alone see through it at a glance. This square Dongxu space actually has boundaries.
But what if you see through it?
Not to mention thousands of green-skinned people, even ten times, a hundred times, or even thousands of times more would be enough to survive in the void space that is nearly thousands of miles away!