Suddenly, their bodies underwent drastic changes.

"I...became a Dream Spiritist?"

"Thank you my Lord!"

These believers tremble.

Although they are still ragged and skinny, they have an extra temperament about them.

Not the temperament of a bitch.

"Wu Changlong, I will make you the high priest of the migrant god sect, preach the secrets, fight against disasters, and go to sleep.

From now on, you will be glorious workers!"

A large amount of dream-making power entered Wu Changlong's body.

Wu Changlong's strength continues to improve!

Second level! Third level! Fourth level!

Finally, we stopped at level five!

Level 5, even within Dream City, is an absolute powerhouse.

A state of supernatural power comparable to the outside world.

"Thank you my God!" Wu Changlong was extremely excited.

This improvement in strength is like a miracle to him.

He felt that he was full of strength.

He ignored the high priests of several divine religions around him at the moment.

Even if someone comes from Mengcheng, he still has confidence.

"If you encounter a crisis, shout: God Yu Tuo save me!

There will be a divine messenger to save you.

Only the high priest can call for help."

Xu Chen's voice was cold and mixed with a hint of majesty.

After everyone heard this, they immediately shouted.

"Obey the oracle!"

"Obey the oracle!"

The aura of the God of Dreams disappeared, and after a long time, Wu Changlong and other members of the cult stood up.

Ahead, the statue of the Holy Void God has changed its appearance.

It looks extremely profound and majestic.

Just looking at the statue, Wu Changlong felt the vast aura.

This is definitely God!

Apart from God, who can make him go from an old first-level dream spiritist to a fifth-level dream spiritist.

No, it’s a fifth-level spiritual master!

"The high priest...my god's decree..." Beside, a believer spoke, with hesitation in his eyes.

“The decree of our God is the direction of our hearts.

What my god wants to do now is to promote my god, recruit believers, and bring all the believers into sleep!"

"Yes!" the congregants shouted.

Now, they are all first-level Dream Spiritists.

No longer an ordinary mortal.

"Now, we have two things to do. One is to change our clothes; the other is to eat and drink enough!"

What they are wearing now is a disgrace to the God of Dreams.

Therefore, it is necessary to change clothes.

Wu Changlong spent all his savings over the years.

"Here is 1,000 dream yuan, use it to order clothes, wine and food.

Three words should be printed on the clothes: Beat the workers!"

The meaning of these three workers sounds difficult to understand.

At first glance, it looks very cool.

In line with the god of dreams.

…

They were full of food and wine, and put on new clothes.

Dozens of people were full of energy and looked completely different from before.

Wu Changlong looked at everyone and said slowly: "Now, it's time to get down to business!"

"clear!"

Everyone was excited.

Only the God of Dreams can save the world.

They are also heroes of the world.

At this moment, a congregant ran in in a hurry.

"High Priest, it's not good, something happened to the puppy."

Wu Changlong's expression remained unchanged: "Calm down, we are workers now, don't call Liu Qi a little boy from now on, call him by his famous name!"

"High Priest! Something happened to Liu Qi!"

"What's the matter?" Wu Changlong asked.

"The rest of the Meng Yuan you gave him was taken away by the high priest of the Dragon Shadow Sect!"

ps: 8000 words difference.
Chapter completed!