Storm from all sides

The specific plan for the first round of selection of the God-making Plan has appeared, but it will take at least three days to spread it to every corner of Douluo Continent and Sun and Moon Continent.

If it only spreads to every city, it may only take a few hours.

After all, with Gu Chen's six-pointed star teleportation array as a link, the person responsible for conveying the orders can only do it in the blink of an eye.

And those three days were mainly to spread the news to some small villages outside the city, mountains and forests where humans live, and some islands overseas.

At the same time, Douluo Continent overseas, Purple Pearl Island.

"The God-making Plan?" A piece of kraft paper was torn off from the wall, and a handsome man murmured with the introduction of the God-making Plan.

In just three days, the propaganda book of the God-making Plan sent by the messenger of Wuhun City was copied in large quantities and posted on various building walls on the island.

The handsome man released a silver needle with his left hand, and the three-wheeled soul ring appeared from behind.

He only heard him muttering to himself: "Level 38 Soul Lord, I don't know if I am qualified to participate in the God-making Plan. I heard... the teacher is there too."

Just as the young man was hesitating, a woman in a gorgeous cotton robe walked not far away.

"Jixiang, what are you looking at? The God-making Plan Promotion Book, do you also want to participate in this God-making Plan?" The woman couldn't help but laugh and laughed when she saw the kraft paper in the young man's hand.

Jixiang scratched his head awkwardly, then nodded, and said, "Yes, Sister Zi Zhenzhu, can I go?"

Zi Zhenzhu smiled and said, "There are many young talents under the age of 25 in Douluo Continent, and there may be a powerful Douluo man with the title. You are just a level 38 soul master. Do you also want to participate in this God-making plan?"

Jixiang hesitated for a moment, and then said firmly: "Well, Sister Zi Zhenzhu, I want to participate! Although it may not be possible to pass, if you don't go, it will be Jixiang's regret for the rest of your life!"

Seeing Jixiang's attitude, Zi Zhenzhu nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then you can go. I will arrange for others to do your work for you!"

Upon hearing this, Jixiang was overjoyed and said, "Really? Sister Zi Zhenzhu, thank you!"

"Go quickly. The No. 101 boat on the East Coast, I'll lend you for the time being!" Zi Zhenzhu waved her hand and headed in the opposite direction towards Jixiang. She seemed to be humming a small song.

Seeing this, Jixiang couldn't help but sniff.

The value of the ship No. 101 is equivalent to the income of Purple Pearl Island for half a year, and Purple Pearl lent it to itself...

Thinking of this, Jixiang decided to repay his Sister Zi Pearl in the future!

"It's time." Jixiang showed a firm look on his face and headed towards the east coast that Zi Zhenzhu said.

...

Wuhun Empire, Guixu City.

Guixu City suffered a devastating blow when it was destroyed by the explosion of the 12th-level fixed-mounted soul-guided artillery shell, which destroyed the world. It was a thousand miles away and no grass grew.

But after years of rest and the support of the Wuhun Empire, Guixu City has long restored its original prosperity.

Even some nobles from aristocratic families moved to Guixu City to live.

Moreover, a large number of merchants come to Guixu City to do business every day. It can be said without hesitation that Guixu City is already the second largest economy in the Wuhun Empire.

As for the largest economy, it is naturally Wuhun City.

At this time, outside Guixu City.

A ragged boy walked slowly out from the city gate, and his worn clothes formed a sharp contrast with the brightly dressed people around him.

It is hard to imagine that outside such a prosperous city, there will be a young man dressed like a beggar.

However, what ordinary people cannot see is the endless murderous intent and hatred bursting out in the eyes of this young man.

The boy clenched his fists and walked step by step towards Guixu City. Pieces of blue and purple muscles were exposed under the ripped hole in his clothes. It was obvious that the boy was viciously beaten before leaving Guixu City.

"A century-old dynasty, a thousand-year-old family! It's really a great family. The Zheng family in Guixu killed my parents and took my spiritual medicine. This hatred is irreconcilable!" The boy growled, his voice was very small, and no one could hear it except himself.

At the same time, a little sadness appeared in the boy's heart.

"Sure enough, is it true that weak is the original sin? I, Bai Potian, have never done anything wrong, but I have suffered such bad luck because of my strength and status. Haha, it's really fate that makes people!" Bai Potian looked towards him with a little self-deprecating meaning, and bitter tears seemed to flow out of his eyes.

But at this moment, a piece of kraft paper drifted out from Guixu City with the wind in the air.

This kraft paper originally seemed to be stuck to a certain wall, but because it was not sticky, it was blown up by the wind.

Bai Potian subconsciously grabbed the kraft paper and glanced at it.

"This is... a God-making plan? Your Majesty issued an edict. If it were that Majesty, I might be able to take revenge." Bai Potian murmured, white scales covered his body, and five soul rings appeared behind him.

With only the cultivation level of the Five Ring Soul King, he is not even as good as the eldest son of the Zheng family. How could he stand out in this God-making plan?

Bai Potian thought so, but his eyes became more resolute.

So what if you have low cultivation?

As long as he is willing to work hard and pay all the price, he is also qualified to participate in the God-making plan!

...

Douluo Continent, an unknown mountain range.

"Mingchen, you are just in your prime, and you have the cultivation of a level 79 high-level soul saint. Our Great Wall Guards plan to send you to participate in the God-making plan issued by Your Majesty." On the Great Wall, which was originally resisting abyss creatures, General Meng said to a young man.

Bei Mingchen bowed to General Meng and said, "I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

As Bei Mingchen finished speaking, a sharp sword with blood quenched appeared in his hands. This was his martial soul, the God-killing Sword!

Immediately afterwards, a seven-wheeled soul ring rose from the soles of his feet.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, these seven soul rings have surpassed the theoretical best soul ring ratio years!

Seeing this, General Meng smiled with satisfaction and said, "Very good. When you go to Wuhun City, please ask Your Majesty for me. Thanks to Your Majesty's sealing the passage to the abyss plane back then, we are freed from the situation where we will die at any time."

Bei Mingchen nodded and said, "I should do this. General Meng, I'll go first."

After Bei Mingchen finished speaking, he saluted General Meng again, and then his figure disappeared from the spot.
Chapter completed!