Wild God starts the game, I rely on incense to prove my truth to the emperor

After a while, the two stealing gods' beads in the hands of Puppet Xianghuo No. 1 were already full.

"Weakling, with just such a small amount of incense, why are you risking your life?"

Wan Zhuliu struck out with a palm thunder, sending the god to the west.

Then, he looked in another direction, where there was a statue of a god with a solid body and seemed to be very wealthy.

He quickly flew through the sky and used the same trick again!

……

After killing four incense gods in a row, the God-stealing Pearl in his hand was filled with incense, emitting an extremely sweet scent.

Then he came to a corner and was about to exit the possession.

Suddenly, an inexplicably powerful murderous aura came from behind.

"I've been watching you for a long time!"

A cold, hoarse male voice came slowly.

Wan Zhuliu slowly turned around and saw the face of the person who came. He was a middle-aged man wearing silver armor.

"Wow, I didn't expect that I would attract so much attention. What, do you want my autograph?" Wan Zhuliu looked nonchalant.

"nonsense!"

The man held a large silver spear in his hand, and exuded the bloody murderous aura that only belonged to a warrior.

The next moment, he shook the tip of his gun and a stream of hot air surged out.

Swish!

The man's eyes turned cold, and his figure instantly flashed in front of Wan Zhuliu.

The spear swept across, creating a strong wind.

The gun shadow is like a dragon, roaring and coming!

Wan Zhuliu did not dodge. He was now controlling someone else's body. If he was hit directly, that person would die on the spot.

As a result, his feet shook.

Bang!

An iron knife fell into his hand, and he cast a spell, activating the palm thunder at the moment that covered the blade.

Clang clang clang!

In an instant, the gun and the knife collided, and sparks flew. After all, Wan Zhuliu had never learned martial arts in the mortal world, and his physical strength was not as strong as that of the opponent, so he was directly knocked several meters away.

The power of thunder and lightning that he activated was also transmitted to the opponent's hand with the help of the silver spear, causing his palm to go numb and fall heavily from mid-air.

Bang!

A cloud of dust rose.

Wow!

Before Wan Zhuliu could react, the tip of the gun broke through the dust and mist and attacked again.

"Fuck! I'm a mage, I'm at a disadvantage in close combat, fuck you!"

"Earthbending, activate!"

Boom!

When the spear was less than three feet in front of him, a wall of earth rose from the ground and stuck the spear tip in the center.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Zhuliu soared high into the clouds.

In an instant, lightning and thunder flashed in his hands.

It slammed down towards the figure below, lightning whizzed past, and in the flash, a layer of light gray mist was rolled up.

The silver-armored general below stared at something, his body suddenly growing larger, his muscles stretching the armor to reveal the red stripes on his skin, his blood surged, and he exuded an extremely oppressive aura.

At the same time, with a "swish", he drew out his spear and made a gun flower.

Facing the palm thunder released by Wan Zhuliu, there was not only no fear in his eyes, but also an unparalleled... fanaticism.

"Break the Righteous Thunder Spear for me!"

Bang!

The spear thrust forward, a cold light flashed out, and suddenly collided with the blue and purple electric ball.

The next moment, white light covered the small area, and even the other people on the battlefield were attracted by the movement.

sizzle...

A series of harsh sounds came from below.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stood below, his armor charred black and surrounded by electric light.

But the spear in his hand had no less momentum. Lightning flashed at the tip of the spear, and the spear head was buzzing, as if it had a spirit.

"Hahaha!"

The man laughed loudly and slowly pointed his spear at Wan Zhuliu above him.

"Thank you for tempering the Righteous Thunder Spear for me!"

At this moment, General Weihua, who had been ruthlessly killing the ghost soldiers on the battlefield, rode over and looked at the general in silver armor.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Chen Dian! You have slain thousands of people with your Yi Lei Spear, and now, tempered by thunder, it has become a divine weapon. From now on, you will not fear demons, gods, or Buddhas. Your combat power is comparable to that of an Eight-Patterned Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

"Brother, thank you for your kind words. Let me capture this dormitory for my Great Xia Army!"

"Junior brother, be careful! I see someone in this room using magic. They might be the demons of the God-stealing Cult!"

"Whether he's a demon or an evil god, I'll take him down!"

Chen Dian's eyes darkened slightly, his whole body was filled with a powerful aura, and he thrust out his spear directly.

But at this time, Wan Zhuliu had already escaped a hundred meters away.

When possessing someone else, he cannot display his true strength.

Moreover, once the possessed body is destroyed, his Yin spirit will have nowhere to hide, and it will be far away from the red pine, so it will be difficult to maintain the incense. Once an accident occurs, it is very likely to fail.

Seeing him decisively flying towards the red pine, Chen Dian immediately flew up, stepped over the flag mast, and chased after him close to the ground.

Marshal Weihua hesitated slightly upon seeing this, then decisively joined the battle between the gods and Xuanqing Palace, liberated the two incense gods, and ordered:

"You two, quickly chase after General Yi and don't let him fall into an ambush!"

The two incense gods respectfully accepted the order, their bodies transformed into a string of incense, and chased towards the distance.

Wan Zhuliu possessed a human body and could only fly using the flying technique, so his speed was not very fast.

As for Chen Dian, no one knew what kind of martial arts he practiced. Although he could not fly, he could use the force of the leap to jump a hundred meters. Wan Zhuliu actually let him follow closely behind him.

Fortunately, time flew by as we chased each other, and soon we reached the border of the red pine trees.

Wan Zhuliu also breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down.

Hongsong is his home ground, and he has a much greater advantage when playing at home.

Seeing him stop, Chen Dian, who was chasing him, also fell heavily on a huge rock.

He then pointed his spear forward and sneered, "Can't run anymore?"

Wan Zhuliu ignored his provocation, but exited the possessed state, threw the rebel leader to a safe area in the distance, and slowly condensed a majestic incense body.

"I am... the Red Pine Willow God. Have you decided how to die?"

Rumble!

As his majestic voice resounded throughout the area, his incense body expanded and solidified again, reaching nearly six feet in height, majestic and magnificent, and extremely spectacular.

His incense body is formed by consuming incense on the panel. Theoretically, as long as you are willing to consume incense, you can condense it into any appearance and any specifications.

He had earned so much money today, it was time for him to splurge a bit.

No matter what, he is no longer the little wild god who can be bullied by others. He must be full of momentum before the battle!

And the effect did meet his expectations.

When Chen Dian saw such a magnificent incense-burning figure, he actually mistook it for a golden body. For a moment, his mind trembled, his face turned pale, and he muttered in disbelief: "A six-foot-tall golden body, a three-tribulation Yin God?!!!"

While he was stunned, Wan Zhuliu's powerful magic power surrounded him.

Then, he used the fire talisman in his left hand, and waves of scorching flames burst out wildly, stirring up the surrounding air currents.

There was thunder in the palm of his right hand, and lightning and electric sparks jumped and flickered in the palm of his hand, condensing and compressing into a thunder ball, shaking rapidly, and the explosive energy could not stop pouring out.

He did not throw them out directly as usual, but on a whim, he put the two together in his palm and forced the two forces together.

clack clack...

The magical energy was constantly being squeezed, and overwhelming pressure rose from the ground and rushed straight towards Chen Dian.