Reading to gain unlimited powers, I will become a god in the end of the world

"Before, I really looked down on you."

"But now, you are qualified for me to...look forward to."

"The continuation of Chinese civilization to this day has never been the credit of a single person, but rather the result of the sacrifices of the Chinese ancestors who shed their blood and fought to the death."

Wang Mingyang looked directly at Zhou Tong and said in a serious tone, "I hope that one day, we can proudly tell the younger generations that we are not cowards, and the beauty of today is all the result of our hard work!"

During this period of time, Wang Mingyang has also been reflecting on whether he has neglected other Chinese forces too much.

The future war cannot be fought by the Yunding warriors alone.

There are forty to fifty thousand ancient angels above the ninth level. No matter how powerful Yunding is, it cannot gather so many ninth-level angels.

Given more time, perhaps it can be achieved.

However, the Dark Lord has already made it clear that the Ancient Angel Legion will arrive in two years!

Before he was reborn, it was said that there were less than 500 ninth-level beings in the entire China.

Looking at the entire Blue Star, there are probably only about five thousand of them.

With this kind of strength, it is impossible for them to be a match for the Ancient Angel Legion.

It is difficult to unify foreign forces, but China can now be considered unified under the command of the Kyoto Shelter, at least on the surface.

With so many civilian forces within China, Wang Mingyang's current thought is to gather as many of them as possible.

Although he could not bring everyone under Yunding's command, he was able to evaluate and help the leaders of some forces.

Wu Xinghe from Lion City, Hebei Province was the first one.

Zhou Tong from Qinxin City, Shandong Province, can barely be considered second.

There is no need to consider the loyalty of the Cloudtop Warriors, but their talents are uneven.

Wang Mingyang is not sure how many people will be able to advance to the ninth level in the future.

Zhou Tong is able to reach the peak of the seventh level at this stage by relying on his own abilities. Both his supernatural powers and his own talents are not bad, at least stronger than most Yunding warriors.

A lotus seed and two bottles of potion. If one can cultivate a future peak ninth-order strongman, it would be a great deal.

Half a year later, the 620 ancient lotus seeds that have been reserved will mature again.

It is expected that there will be two or three more harvests before the arrival of the ancient angel army.

Wang Mingyang did not intend to use all the lotus seeds on the Yunding warriors. He planned to support Yeying's Hidden Dragon Guards, Mei Que's Fengcheng Shelter, Chuncheng, Rongcheng, and even Mingdao and Rongcheng.

China is so big, it is impossible for all the talented people to be in Yunding.

Wang Mingyang is not a saintly person, nor is he unaware of the preciousness of these things.

There are tens of thousands of ancient angel legions, with the lowest level being above level nine, and among them there are many angels in the divine realm.

And after the arrival of the ancient angel army, more angels may be transformed.

Be it the Lord of Darkness or the Lord of Light, even if they reach some kind of agreement in secret, those ancient angels below the divine realm cannot defy the will of the divine lord.

With the power of Genting and the power of China, we will fight against the whole world.

When he thought of this, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Dragon Emperor, I know that no matter how much I say, it will be useless. Just look at my performance!"

Zhou Tong held the lotus seeds and medicine in his hands, knelt on one knee with a trembling body, and spoke respectfully in an extremely serious tone.

This time, Wang Mingyang did not stop him.

Just nodded silently, "I believe you."

These three words made Zhou Tong's heart tremble, knowing that his performance over the past month had indeed been recognized by the Dragon Emperor.

As he said, all statements are useless.

The most important thing is to see how he performs next.

……

After sending Wu Xinghe, Zhou Tong and others away, Wang Mingyang began to replant the ancient lotus seeds.

If one wants to plant 620 ancient lotus seeds at one time, the space on the ninth floor of the library is not enough.

Wang Mingyang specially sent some lotus seeds to the Australian continent, so that they could also be grown in the libraries there.

The spirit gathering magnetic field was rearranged to maximize the spirit gathering effect.

After staying in the Australian branch for a few days and making sure that the energy concentration in the library reached expectations, Wang Mingyang turned around and left.

However, he did not return to China directly, but went to the Japanese stronghold where the corpse ghost Zhang Che was.

During this year, apart from the occasional visit of his flute-playing clone, Wang Mingyang didn't pay much attention to this place.

Everything was left to Zhang Che to develop on his own.

Half a month ago, Wang Mingyang felt that Zhang Che had been promoted to the eighth level.

It's time to take this opportunity to come and have a look.

The Feiyu cut through the sky and soon arrived at the Japanese gathering place.

A city covering an area of ​​more than ten kilometers appeared in Wang Mingyang's eyes.

There are no tall buildings in this city.

There are only a few two- or three-story buildings, all of which are masterpieces of earth-type mutants.

Looking from afar, the whole city was crowded with people, actually tens of thousands of people.

"Owner!"

When the Feiyu landed near the coast and Wang Mingyang walked out of it, Zhang Che had already brought Aoi Hayato and Yagyu Kenki to pay respectful tribute beside the Feiyu.

"I have seen the development of this city. You have worked hard."

Wang Mingyang nodded and chuckled.

"It's what we should do, Master. Let's go to the residence and have some rest first!"

Zhang Che said modestly, and then led the way from the side.

This Japanese stronghold was originally developed based on a seaside town.

Zhang Che's residence was still the same small villa, but now it was surrounded by fences so that he wouldn't be disturbed by other people.

After returning to his residence, Zhang Che made tea for Wang Mingyang and began to tell him about what he had done in the past year.

There are tens of thousands of Japanese psychics in the city, and in fact there are a large number of Japanese psychics hunting exotic beasts outside.

During this year, Zhang Che led the fleet to and from Japan several times, and gathered more than 300,000 Japanese supernatural beings.

The strength of these psychics was generally not strong, and most of them were killed or injured in the battle with the strange beasts on the Australian continent.

Under this tremendous pressure, which is similar to raising insects, many extremely talented people with special abilities were born.

He now has nearly thirty seventh-level warriors and more than three hundred sixth-level warriors under his command.

Each of them rushed out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In order to suppress these people, Zhang Che specially controlled more than a dozen seventh-level zombie kings and dozens of sixth-level zombies from Japan.

As the backbone of his own men.

Of course, this is just in case.

Li Yuchan kept in touch with Zhang Che frequently, and his flute-playing clone would show up from time to time.

Moreover, under Zhang Che's guidance, the Shenlong Sect also quietly spread among the Japanese supernatural beings.

However, the image used was the five-clawed golden dragon transformed by the flute-blowing clone, not the colorful-winged dragon that Wang Mingyang's original body possessed.

For some of the Japanese supernatural beings with outstanding talents, Zhang Che was not stingy with magical potions such as healing potions and regeneration potions.

Zhang Che claimed that these belonged to the Dragon God and were specially bestowed upon the most devout Dragon God warriors.

Therefore, the five-clawed golden dragon has become the belief of most Japanese psychics.

"well done!"

Wang Mingyang highly recognized this, and the number of star points in his sea of ​​consciousness increased several times in the past year.

Among them, the Japanese have the fastest growth rate.

The second is Northern Europe, where the Dragon Cult was founded by William and two other people.

Then there is Andre, the Ice Bear King of the Bear Kingdom, who has also been developing very well in recent months.

The flute-blowing clone led several pets, such as Zhaocai and Wangcai, and also gained a lot.

Although no dedicated Shenlong Cult organization has been established, there are many scattered survivors who spontaneously provide the power of faith.

Overall, the number is almost close to ten thousand.

What surprised Wang Mingyang was that several countries in West Asia actually provided a lot of sources of faith, and the number had exceeded five thousand.

These are the most devout believers.

In general, the Dragon Sect has shown signs of flourishing everywhere.