National Games Make Stems: Get the shocking fruit at the beginning

This treasure hall has 64 white jade pillars, each of which is as thick as ten people's arms, and the 99 steps seem to lead straight to the sky, surrounded by white clouds, which looks holy and beautiful.

Many angels climb up the stairs.

When Yang Ming remotely controlled the Tianshen Dao to take the first step, he suddenly felt a pressure on him, which was equivalent to double the weight of gravity at this moment.

Fortunately, the material used in Tenshinto itself comes from the four-winged angel Al, and his body can fully withstand the slight gravity without causing much inconvenience, and he continues to walk up the steps with ease.

The moment he reached the second level of steps, the invisible gravity suddenly increased, reaching twice the gravity.

And when it came to the third step, the gravity increased to four times!

It seems that the higher the steps go, the gravity will increase exponentially!

Yang Ming secretly laughed in his heart, this is too simple!

The puppet of Tianshen Tao walked up the steps with a blank face, seemingly unaffected at all.

On the contrary, the two-winged angels in the vicinity were all in bad luck. Often, when they were on the third or fourth stairs, they could no longer continue, and could only helplessly stay on the level of the stairs where they were, standing there and waiting.

Yang Ming didn't go up in a single mind, he looked around from time to time, and soon found a clue.

The gravity on this ladder is actually testing the potential, heart and strength of all angels!

Some powerful two-winged angels, perhaps because of their natural laziness, have only walked five or six steps and do not plan to continue walking.

Some two-winged angels, although temporarily weak, did not give up immediately when they encountered stronger gravity during the process of climbing the stairs. During this process, not only did they sharpen their resolute and unyielding characters, but also seemed to break some kind of shackles. Their aura unexpectedly rose steadily, and their strength made great progress.

The puppet of Tianshen Dao opened his eyes wide, and a faint light flashed in the eyes of reincarnation.

In the vision that cannot be detected by the naked eye, Yang Ming saw strands of holy light floating randomly in the air. These holy lights full of bright energy seem to be conscious. Once he notices a resolute and unyielding angel nearby , it will quietly blend into their bodies, helping them wash away the lead and sublimate themselves!

"This is not just an emergency convening meeting, but also a selection, test, and promotion!"

Yang Mingdong was like a fire, and soon noticed the intentions of the high-level angel clan.

Yang Ming felt awe-inspiring.

Among the heavens and worlds, no higher race should be underestimated!

These races can stand for a long time among thousands of races, and they are definitely not ordinary people!

Yang Ming had easily killed the four-winged angel Al before, and somewhat looked down on the angel family in his heart. At this time, he took a peek at the leopard, and realized that he should not be careless, and immediately restrained his contempt in his heart.

As he continued to lift his legs up the steps, the invisible gravity in the air continued to increase on his body.

When they reached the 60th floor, there wasn't any two-winged angels around the Tenshinto puppets. It seemed that this was the limit of the two-winged angels, and their racial potential ended there.

In the line of sight, there are sparse four-winged angels.

Four-winged angels belong to the existence of geniuses in the angel family, and only one four-winged angel will appear in a thousand angels.

Not every four-winged angel is a demigod-level powerhouse, and they only have the potential to become a demigod.

But even so, Yang Ming only made a rough estimate. Based on the number of four-winged angels he saw, there are at least 2000.

This is the number that Yang Ming observed visually, and the real number will be much more than this.

"This is the foundation of a higher race!"

Yang Ming sighed in his heart.

A very simple math problem.

Among the entire human race, only Yang Ming, a demigod-level powerhouse, has the seeds of becoming a demigod potential, and it is pitifully rare, perhaps no more than five fingers. .Иêt/

And what about the angel family?

Right now there are at least [-] four-winged angels, all of whom are demigods in reserve!

So what if a four-winged angel, Al, falls?

The angel family will rest for a while, and there will be tens of thousands of four-winged angels like Al!

What about the human race?

Once Yang Ming fell, there would never be a demigod-level powerhouse again!

This is the gap between races!

"It seems that the human race still has a long way to go!"

After realizing the gap between the human race and the angel race, Yang Ming felt awe-inspiring, and put away the idea of ​​looking down on the heroes of the world.

As the distance to the top of the 99th floor got closer, the number of four-winged angels near the puppets of the Heavenly God Dao dropped sharply. Even the geniuses of these angel races could hardly withstand the tens of thousands of times the gravity at this moment!

Even the Tenshinto puppet also heard the sound of "creaking" bones wearing out from its body, as if the inside of its body couldn't bear the pressure and was suffering from horrible torment. Just hearing the bursts of sound made people shudder.

Fortunately, after the four-winged angel Al was made into a puppet of the Tenjindo, in addition to being able to use the ability of the eyes of reincarnation, he could also use his own skills.

A ray of holy light covered the body surface, like the most appropriate armor. After helping the puppet of the gods to resist part of the pressure from the outside world, Yang Ming knew the truth of the second and third exhaustion, so he immediately let the gods puppet muster all the power and fly away. Stepping upwards as if, finally set foot on the 99th floor, and came to the gate of the treasure hall!

Chapter 335 Yang Ming: The gods want me?hehe

The moment one foot stepped out of the 99th floor, the gravity that was everywhere in the air suddenly disappeared. Before the Tenshinto puppet had time to adapt to this drastic change, its body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Yang Ming's control over the Six Paths puppet was very fine, and he managed to stabilize the body of the God of Gods puppet dangerously, so as to avoid making a fool of himself in public and making a big joke.

After gaining a firm foothold, Yang Ming looked forward through the perspective of the puppet of the Heavenly God.

Only when you get close can you realize that the most important hall in Tiantang Mountain is wider than imagined, and a lot of space folding technology is used in it. From a distance, the hall occupies only a few square meters. It's only a hundred acres, but the interior is as wide as a planet, with no end in sight, only chairs neatly arranged.

The angels who can step up the 99 steps to the outside of the treasure hall have the strength of demigods at the lowest level.

Yang Ming looked left and right, and found that there were not a few four-winged angels with demigod-level strength, at least more than 500 of them!

The seraphim is an angel without one in a thousand. No matter in terms of strength or status, it is above the four-winged angels. It seems to have become a god. Whenever a seraph passes by, the surrounding four-winged angels salute one after another. To show my respect.

Naturally, Yang Ming didn't want to be the one who stood out from the crowd, and he also controlled the puppet of the God of God to salute in a similar manner. He was mixed among a group of four-winged angels, but he would not be too conspicuous and attract the attention of other angel clansmen.

After finding a relatively remote place to sit down, Yang Ming waited for more than an hour.

During this period of time, more powerful angels took their seats one after another.

Eight-winged angels, ten-winged angels, twelve-winged angels, fourteen-winged angels.

Every extra pair of wings on the angel's back symbolizes further strength.

According to Yang Ming's understanding of the first-level artifact, the Armor of Rotten Wood, he roughly estimated in his mind that there are also three, six, and nine levels of division among gods. The seraph is already a first-level god, and the eight-winged angel is a second-level god. , the ten-winged angel is a third-level god, and the fourteen-winged angel is a fourth-level god!

Of course, this is just Yang Ming's current guess, and it doesn't count.

Perhaps, only when Yang Ming reaches the level of the gods will he have a clearer understanding of the level of the gods.

Every god-level angel tried his best to restrain his divine power, so as not to affect other clansmen because of the too powerful aura emanating from him.

But even so, whenever these god-level angels pass by him, Yang Ming can still feel a frightening feeling whenever his body is not here, as if he is being targeted by a predator at the top of the food chain. May die from it.

Even though these god-level angels didn't focus on him, Yang Ming had a feeling that these god-level angels were paying attention to the god-level puppet.

Fortunately, Yang Ming did not transform the four-winged angel Al beyond recognition. At most, he only wore jet-black stud earrings on his ears and jet-black jewelry on his body. Apart from looking a little different in aesthetics, his eyes were reincarnated. The look of his eyes is not too surprising, but it just caught the attention of these god-level angels a little bit.

"call!!!"

When all the god-level angels were in place, Yang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When facing the evil god Mother of the Night before, the opponent descended to Mercury after weakening his strength, so the divine coercion he brought was not so strong, but now the god-level angels here are all 100% powerful, even if they have tried their best to restrain their breath, just Just a little bit of breath leaked out, making Yang Ming feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

In the arrangement of the seats in the entire palace, the demigod-level angels are at the back, and the seats of the god-level angels are sorted according to the number of wings. The more wings, the higher the seat.

This is also a manifestation of recognition of strength and status.

After all the angels entered and took their seats, the entire palace was silent, and an invisible pressure was exaggerated.

Light!

Light!

Endless brilliance!

In an instant, a wave of holy light emerged from the ceiling, full of extreme bright elements.

All the angels looked intoxicated, as if soaking in a hot spring, every cell in the body was doing its best to absorb the ubiquitous light elements in the space.

After a while, a figure appeared from the endless brilliance.

The first thing that catches the eye is the extremely exaggerated sixteen angel wings. After they are fully stretched, they seem to cover the sky and the sun. In the endless brilliance, Yang Ming can't see the opponent's figure and face clearly.

Even when Yang Ming tried to remotely control the Godly Dao puppet to look directly at this figure, he felt a tingling sensation from the eyes of the main body, and a line of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"This……"

Yang Ming was taken aback.

The gods cannot be seen directly!

Originally, Yang Ming thought that since he was a puppet of the Heavenly God and possessed a Yanhuang profession, he should not be afraid.

It never occurred to him that just looking at each other across the long distance between the two worlds could cause trauma to his own eyes!

That's great, old man!

Yang Ming hastily controlled the puppet of the Heavenly God to lower his head, never daring to look directly at him again, for fear of causing permanent blindness in the eyes of reincarnation.

At this moment, a loud voice that seemed to come from the nine heavens sounded in the ears of every angel:

"From now on, our angel family will obey the order of the gods to kill the gods issued by the zodiac, and offer a huge reward to Yang Ming, the genius of the human race!"

"Those who obtain the head of the Human Race Tianjiao will be rewarded with a first-level artifact, and they can go to the treasure house to choose by themselves!"

"Wow!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused an uproar among the angels present!

The eyes of many demigod-level angels burst into light, and there was a bit of eagerness on their faces, as if they wanted to make huge profits from this reward activity!

After all, for them, a first-level artifact can greatly improve their combat effectiveness!

Even many god-level angels were a little moved.

It seems that among the god-level powerhouses, the divine weapon is also a rare item, not one in everyone's hands, so when the opportunity arises, many god-level powerhouses don't mind having an extra divine weapon in their hands, even if they don't need it. , It can also be used by future generations, and passed down from generation to generation as a family heirloom!

Yang Ming secretly took a deep breath.

What the hell!

Reward a first-level artifact?

Is this too big a pen?

Even Yang Ming was thinking crookedly, can he cut off his own head to pretend to be a reward!

It seems... this is possible!

Chapter 336 To the Eastern Heavens!become a snake

Cutting off his own head to pretend to be rewarded by the Angel Clan was naturally a joke in Yang Ming's mind.

However, if one day Yang Ming draws some weird ability that can guarantee that he will not die if he cuts off his head, maybe he will really do so.

If such a strange anime as Happy and Big Big Wolf can obtain the ability of Big Big Wolf to be immortal, maybe it will be really interesting!

Next, Yang Ming didn't do other things. He recuperated while operating with two lines, remotely controlling the two puppets of Tianshen Dao and Hell Dao.

Perhaps because of the secrets involved in the ancient human race, even among the angel and demon clans, all information about the ancient human race is classified as confidential documents, and only high-level officials can obtain it.

Yang Ming even tried to sneak into the depths of Tianshan Mountain with the puppet of Tianshen Tao, trying to steal information from it.

It's a pity that Tiantangshan's defense of these confidential documents is very high, and Yang Ming's success fell short after all.

In order to avoid the fall of the puppet of Tianshen Dao, Yang Ming no longer took risks, but focused on familiarizing himself with the improved ability and adjusting himself to the best state.

two months later.

At this time, it has entered midsummer, and it is also time for summer vacation.

Originally at this time, Yang Ming should have returned to Jiangxia, his own home, and his mother should have given birth to a younger brother or younger sister when she was pregnant in October.

Unfortunately, it's all gone now.

Yang Ming's eyes flashed with hatred, his fists were clenched tightly, and he said inwardly:

"Prince Longgong, it's time to settle accounts with you!"

"Enter the National Games game!"