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Permissions: luck collection device, primary summoning system, intermediate summoning system, exclusive system mall,
Magic weapon artifact: none
Scope of influence: Dali Dynasty, Siyuan Kingdom
It has only been more than a month since the last call, but the luck value has increased by more than 4 points.
Most of it came from the elimination of Bailianzong. The destruction of Bailianzong greatly enhanced Zheng Ming's power and influence, and at the same time gained a lot of hearts.
In addition, Yuhuatian eliminated the rebellion, which also gave Zheng Ming a lot of luck.
However, [-] luck points are not enough to use the intermediate summoning again.
Zheng Ming frowned slightly, a little hesitant.
It is definitely not possible to continue accumulating luck points. It is not many days before Wenzhan Xin Yuanchen, and he will definitely not be able to accumulate [-] luck points.
But Zheng Ming didn't want to use primary summoning.
In front of the grand master, the strength of the grand master is not enough. The gap of a great realm cannot be made up by quantity.
However, Zheng Ming remembered that Zhang Zhiwei's name also appeared in the primary summoning, but the low probability made him despair.
Even if there were more than 50 primary summoning opportunities, Zheng Ming did not have the confidence to summon a great master.
Not to mention more than 50 times, even if it is a hundred times, Zheng Ming feels hopeless.
"Maybe it can be exchanged for the third layer of "Imperial Might and Power"."
Zheng Ming muttered, and opened the mall page.
The third floor of Huangwei Mighty requires [-] luck points, which is ten times higher than that of the second floor.
His current luck value is just right.
When exchanging for the third layer of "The Emperor's Qi Refining Art", he was able to effectively suppress the masters. Single-body suppression can basically suppress the later stages of the masters. For a master like Wang Shouming, he should be able to directly Repression.
It's a pity that he never had a chance to make a move.
"The mighty imperial power on the third floor should be able to suppress a part of the Grandmaster's strength. It doesn't need to be completely suppressed, but only needs to limit most of their strength." Zheng Ming murmured.
"exchange!"
Without any further hesitation, Zheng Ming directly exchanged for the third layer of imperial prestige.
next moment.
A ray of golden light condensed above Zheng Ming.
The golden light shone, and fell into Zheng Ming's eyebrows in an instant.
Afterwards, countless strands of golden luck wrapped around him, completely enveloping him.
The more wrapped the tighter.
boom!
A loud noise erupted in his sea of consciousness, as if the earth collapsed and the sky collapsed, shocking people.
The power of heaven and earth!
Feeling the terrifying power, Zheng Ming felt very small.
But the next moment, his consciousness suddenly rose.
It seems that the original man has become the sky, high above, overlooking all spirits.
Zheng Ming felt that his soul had transformed at this moment.
He felt the change of his soul, although it was only a mysterious feeling, but he could still find the state of his soul, like a huge vortex.
Mysterious, huge, and brilliant like the might of the sky.
Chapter 195 Tianwei
"Is this a qualitative improvement?"
Zheng Ming opened his eyes, and a golden light that was as bright as substance shot out from his eyes.
A sudden gust of wind blew up in the quiet room, with Zheng Ming as the center, thinking about spreading around.
Suddenly, everything in the room was blown up by the gust of wind, and even the desk in front of him was blown away.
wow~~
The entire Hall of Mental Cultivation was shaken.
The faces of Xiao Fuzi and the others who were waiting to be summoned in the hall changed drastically, and they hurriedly ran towards Zheng Ming's room, but when they ran to the door, they felt as if they had hit a wall.
If it was an ordinary wall, it would have been smashed by him long ago, but this invisible wall made him fly backwards.
Zheng Ming looked through Ling Luo's room, looking at Xiao Fuzi who flew upside down, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Don't be nervous, I'm fine."
The sound was like thunder, covering the sky and covering the earth, mighty and mighty, spreading in all directions.
Not only the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but also the Hall of Martial Arts and Hall of Wenhua in front.
Everyone was astonished, and they all ran out to look at the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Zhang Zhiwei, who had just left the Hall of Mental Cultivation and had not yet returned to the Taoist monastery, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"This is!"
"Your Majesty has such a powerful force!"
He was a little shocked, but quickly regained his composure. After stroking his beard, he turned and walked towards the monastery again.
And Zheng Ming was also shocked when he opened his mouth.
He quickly withdrew his power.
The majestic might of the emperor on the third floor is no longer a simple power, but a higher level.
Tianwei!
The majesty of the sky, the majesty of the sky.
After withdrawing his power, a surprised smile appeared on Zheng Mingjunyi's face.
This result was beyond his expectation, much stronger than he expected.
"Little Fuzi pays homage to Your Majesty."
Xiao Fuzi walked into the room, knelt down and said.
Zheng Ming nodded slightly and said, "Get up."
Xiao Fuzi got up, bowed his head and stood still, but for some reason he kept sneaking glances at Zheng Ming.
"Say what you want, why do you act like a thief?" Zheng Ming looked at him strangely.
Xiao Fuzi hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Your Majesty seems to be a little different."
"Different!"
Zheng Ming looked down at himself, nothing changed.
"What's different?"
Xiao Fuzi thought for a while and said: "Well, it has become more majestic, and the servants are a little afraid when they see His Majesty."
"Has the temperament changed?" Zheng Ming didn't expect such a change.
"Bring a bronze mirror."
After a while, two young eunuchs tremblingly lifted a large bronze mirror.
Zheng Ming stood in front of the bronze mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and finally understood why Xiao Fuzi felt afraid.
He couldn't help but feel his heart beat just looking at himself.
Majestic, domineering, majestic without anger.
He simply stood here, giving people a sense of power.
It is a unique temperament.
Even if Zheng Ming changed into rags and dressed up like a beggar, others would still be in awe when they saw him.
"Ahem~Okay, let's carry it down."
Zheng Ming coughed lightly.
The two young eunuchs left tremblingly carrying the bronze mirror.
This change is neither good nor bad.
It is a good thing to have majesty as an emperor, but too much majesty will give people a sense of distance.
Just those two little eunuchs were frightened by him.
Zheng Ming tried a bit, restraining the power on his body.
"How is it now?" He asked Xiao Fuzi.
Xiao Fuzi's eyes lit up, and he said, "I feel much better than before."
Zheng Ming nodded slightly.
Afterwards, he looked at the messy room and said helplessly, "Arrange someone to clean it up. Let's go to the queen's side and sit down."
……
Yunnan Province, Tianhan Prefecture.
The storm of war still hangs over the city.
Chen Ze waited for the follow-up infantry, rested for several days, and finally launched an attack on Tianhan Mansion.
The morale of the Great Zhou army, which lost Xu An and Tang Daosheng, was low, and the people inside were panicked.
Although the Queen Mother Zhou re-appointed a new commander in chief, the low morale still could not be changed.
In contrast, Dali's morale is in full swing.
The Qingwu Army, Guining Cavalry, and Nanshan Army have just experienced the battle of destroying Bailianzong. Although they suffered tens of thousands of injuries, they have become more elite.
Although the southern army led by Sun Jiaosuo had just experienced a major defeat, with more than half the casualties, the arrival of reinforcements had boosted their morale a lot.And this time they are not the main attacking team.
September fifteenth.
Chen Ze led an army of 20 troops to the west of Tianhan Prefecture.
The banners are flying, the iron armor is cold, the weapons are cold, and the atmosphere of killing fills the world, making people shudder.
On the damaged city wall of Tianhan Mansion, the tens of thousands of Zhou soldiers couldn't help feeling timid in the face of such a severe momentum.
Standing under the handsome flag, Chen Ze looked at Tianhan Mansion in the distance.
Sun Jiao and other generals stood behind him with solemn faces.
Although their morale is now high, the opponent still has nearly 50 troops, more than twice their strength.They must be dealt with cautiously.
"Captain, let the last general be the vanguard." Sun Jiao suddenly came out and asked for a fight.
Chen Ze gave him a sidelong glance, and said, "You, a general of Zhennan, want to be a vanguard? What? The general has done enough, do you want to be a guerrilla general?"
Sun Jiao's face froze, and he smiled embarrassingly: "Captain, the last general just wants to avenge his brothers."
Chen Ze said angrily: "Let's go, the governor is here, and it's not your turn to take the lead."
Sun Jiao had no choice but to retreat.
Facing Chen Ze, he didn't dare to act wild at all.
In terms of seniority, Chen Ze is a generation ahead of him in the army, in terms of combat performance, Chen Ze can outshine him by eight blocks, and in terms of official position, Chen Ze is even his immediate superior.
"Gao Shun!" Chen Ze shouted.
"The end is here!" Gao Shun immediately stepped out.
"Breaking Tianhan City, the governor will give you the first credit." Chen Ze said.
Gao Shun's eyes were bright, and he replied: "The general will obey."