Chapter: 2311
Long Xiaotian greeted Zhuo Wen and the others, then left the place in a hurry, presumably in a hurry to refine the Great Sage Golden Pill.
"Grandpa, put away all these resources. As for the distribution, it is still the old rules, survival of the fittest, fair competition, and resources are only reserved for those who are capable, qualified, and hardworking enough."
Zhuo Wen turned his head and said to Zhuo Xiangding, and the latter was naturally excited, and ordered his subordinates to put away the resources provided by Zhuo Wen.
After dealing with the resources, Zhuo Wen left the Canghuang World. There are still nine months left for the Nine Serenities Conference. If the nine months are converted in the Canghuang World, it will be 270 years.
Zhuowen believed that, with the resources he provided and the screening mechanism of the Long family, a large number of emperor-level warriors would inevitably emerge in the past two hundred and seventy years.
As for the saint Zhuo Wen, he is not very optimistic.
There is a good saying that the sage regards everything as a straw dog, and once he enters the pilgrimage, it is as deep as the sea, which shows how difficult the sage's environment is.
Some people have practiced for thousands of years, but they may only be stuck in the semi-holy state, and some people can become holy after practicing for nearly a hundred years.
The matter of sanctification depends entirely on chance and one's own understanding, not a matter of time and effort.
If within these two hundred and seventy years, a saint can appear in the Long Family, Zhuo Wen would be thankful.
"There are still nine months left. You might as well use this time to go out and have a look. I don't know what's going on with the Nine Nether Realm now?"
Standing on the square of the Canglong Palace, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, jumped up, stepped out of the range of the Canglong Palace, and appeared in the gravel pile at the bottom of the sea of ??bitterness hidden by the Canglong Palace.
The gravity of the Sea of ????Bitterness is hundreds or thousands of times that of the outside world. Even high-level warriors in the imperial realm will be extremely troublesome if they sink into the depths of the Sea of ????Bitterness.
However, Zhuo Wen acted as if nothing had happened, and he didn't even need to use Yuanli to form a defense around his body.
After all, he has already been sanctified physically, and the strength and strength of his physical body alone is comparable to that of ordinary Xuansheng. The harsh environment of the sea of ??bitterness really has no effect on him.
I saw Zhuo Wen's right hand move, and the Canglong Temple, which was only the size of a thumb, was included in the spirit ring by Zhuo Wen.
At the beginning, Zhuo Wen hadn't refined the Canglong Temple, so he couldn't bring such sacred artifacts with him at all.
But it is different now, now that he has completely controlled the Canglong Palace, he can take it with him anytime and anywhere.
After putting away the Canglong Temple, Zhuo Wen's aura also began to change, and the semi-holy aura was restrained by him, and it was only about the eighth-level emperor.
Zhuo Wen's appearance also began to change. Originally, Zhuo Wen's appearance was quite mediocre, but now his manifested appearance is extremely handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen is tall and straight, with long hair fluttering, carrying a golden spear with a tiger's head on his back, coupled with his own fierce temperament, the whole person is like a spear that cannot fall down.
Zhuo Wen didn't take out the Nine-Star Bagua Spear. After all, it was a mysterious weapon. Weapons of this level are not so common in the Nine Nether Realm. If it is revealed casually, it is enough to arouse the covetousness of others.
"gone!"
As he said that, Zhuo Wen jumped up, completely ignoring the terrible gravity of the bitter sea, shuttled through the water of the bitter sea, and rushed towards the sea surface.
At the end of the Sea of ????Bitterness, there are nine huge stone tablets standing above the surface of the sea, one of which is engraved with the word 'Wu', suddenly flashing a blazing light, this stone tablet is the entrance to Wuyou Realm.
The light faded away, and then three figures appeared.
These three figures are not very old, two men and one woman, the man is handsome and tall, and the woman is good-looking, but the three of them are panic-stricken and panic-stricken, as if they are being chased.
"Senior Brother, what should we do? Zhao Qi is the strongest disciple in the outer layer of the Holy Martial Sect, and the three of us combined may not be a match for that guy." The woman's eyes were misty, and she said to a slender young man with a handsome face beside her.
"Escape! Now we have no choice but to escape. This Zhao Qi is interested in the high-level imperial weapon we just obtained. Even if we voluntarily hand it in, for the sake of the reputation of the Holy Martial Emperor, I am afraid that the body will be destroyed." The handsome young man said in a deep voice.
"Haha, the three of you can't escape. You who escaped from the Wuyou Realm will surely die. Not even the higher-ups of Hidden Spirit Mountain can save you."
A wild laughter sounded, and immediately a figure with a violent aura swept out from the stone tablet in Wuyoujing.
The figure that suddenly appeared was short in stature, only about five feet, like a dwarf, but his aura was extremely huge.
Behind the dwarf, followed by three youths, all of whom stared at the dwarf in awe.
"escape!"
The faces of the three of them changed drastically, they shouted loudly, and quickly used their body skills to flee, their speed soaring to the extreme.
"Hmph! Don't try to run away, chase after me."
The dwarf sneered, and walked away first, while the three young men behind him did not resist and followed closely behind.
The strength of the four dwarves was obviously much stronger than the previous three, and the distance between the two was quickly shortened.
Looking at the four dwarfs getting closer behind him, the faces of the three fleeing in front were extremely ugly, but there was nothing they could do, after all, the dwarf behind him was Zhao Qi, the strongest disciple in the outer layer of the Holy Martial Sect, whose cultivation had reached the seventh-level emperor state , the strength is very strong.
And the three of them are all in the sixth level emperor realm, and the gap with Zhao Qi is not small, and the number is not dominant. Against the four of Zhao Qi, they have no chance of winning at all. JrNovels.com
"Grandpa, put away all these resources. As for the distribution, it is still the old rules, survival of the fittest, fair competition, and resources are only reserved for those who are capable, qualified, and hardworking enough."
Zhuo Wen turned his head and said to Zhuo Xiangding, and the latter was naturally excited, and ordered his subordinates to put away the resources provided by Zhuo Wen.
After dealing with the resources, Zhuo Wen left the Canghuang World. There are still nine months left for the Nine Serenities Conference. If the nine months are converted in the Canghuang World, it will be 270 years.
Zhuowen believed that, with the resources he provided and the screening mechanism of the Long family, a large number of emperor-level warriors would inevitably emerge in the past two hundred and seventy years.
As for the saint Zhuo Wen, he is not very optimistic.
There is a good saying that the sage regards everything as a straw dog, and once he enters the pilgrimage, it is as deep as the sea, which shows how difficult the sage's environment is.
Some people have practiced for thousands of years, but they may only be stuck in the semi-holy state, and some people can become holy after practicing for nearly a hundred years.
The matter of sanctification depends entirely on chance and one's own understanding, not a matter of time and effort.
If within these two hundred and seventy years, a saint can appear in the Long Family, Zhuo Wen would be thankful.
"There are still nine months left. You might as well use this time to go out and have a look. I don't know what's going on with the Nine Nether Realm now?"
Standing on the square of the Canglong Palace, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, jumped up, stepped out of the range of the Canglong Palace, and appeared in the gravel pile at the bottom of the sea of ??bitterness hidden by the Canglong Palace.
The gravity of the Sea of ????Bitterness is hundreds or thousands of times that of the outside world. Even high-level warriors in the imperial realm will be extremely troublesome if they sink into the depths of the Sea of ????Bitterness.
However, Zhuo Wen acted as if nothing had happened, and he didn't even need to use Yuanli to form a defense around his body.
After all, he has already been sanctified physically, and the strength and strength of his physical body alone is comparable to that of ordinary Xuansheng. The harsh environment of the sea of ??bitterness really has no effect on him.
I saw Zhuo Wen's right hand move, and the Canglong Temple, which was only the size of a thumb, was included in the spirit ring by Zhuo Wen.
At the beginning, Zhuo Wen hadn't refined the Canglong Temple, so he couldn't bring such sacred artifacts with him at all.
But it is different now, now that he has completely controlled the Canglong Palace, he can take it with him anytime and anywhere.
After putting away the Canglong Temple, Zhuo Wen's aura also began to change, and the semi-holy aura was restrained by him, and it was only about the eighth-level emperor.
Zhuo Wen's appearance also began to change. Originally, Zhuo Wen's appearance was quite mediocre, but now his manifested appearance is extremely handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen is tall and straight, with long hair fluttering, carrying a golden spear with a tiger's head on his back, coupled with his own fierce temperament, the whole person is like a spear that cannot fall down.
Zhuo Wen didn't take out the Nine-Star Bagua Spear. After all, it was a mysterious weapon. Weapons of this level are not so common in the Nine Nether Realm. If it is revealed casually, it is enough to arouse the covetousness of others.
"gone!"
As he said that, Zhuo Wen jumped up, completely ignoring the terrible gravity of the bitter sea, shuttled through the water of the bitter sea, and rushed towards the sea surface.
At the end of the Sea of ????Bitterness, there are nine huge stone tablets standing above the surface of the sea, one of which is engraved with the word 'Wu', suddenly flashing a blazing light, this stone tablet is the entrance to Wuyou Realm.
The light faded away, and then three figures appeared.
These three figures are not very old, two men and one woman, the man is handsome and tall, and the woman is good-looking, but the three of them are panic-stricken and panic-stricken, as if they are being chased.
"Senior Brother, what should we do? Zhao Qi is the strongest disciple in the outer layer of the Holy Martial Sect, and the three of us combined may not be a match for that guy." The woman's eyes were misty, and she said to a slender young man with a handsome face beside her.
"Escape! Now we have no choice but to escape. This Zhao Qi is interested in the high-level imperial weapon we just obtained. Even if we voluntarily hand it in, for the sake of the reputation of the Holy Martial Emperor, I am afraid that the body will be destroyed." The handsome young man said in a deep voice.
"Haha, the three of you can't escape. You who escaped from the Wuyou Realm will surely die. Not even the higher-ups of Hidden Spirit Mountain can save you."
A wild laughter sounded, and immediately a figure with a violent aura swept out from the stone tablet in Wuyoujing.
The figure that suddenly appeared was short in stature, only about five feet, like a dwarf, but his aura was extremely huge.
Behind the dwarf, followed by three youths, all of whom stared at the dwarf in awe.
"escape!"
The faces of the three of them changed drastically, they shouted loudly, and quickly used their body skills to flee, their speed soaring to the extreme.
"Hmph! Don't try to run away, chase after me."
The dwarf sneered, and walked away first, while the three young men behind him did not resist and followed closely behind.
The strength of the four dwarves was obviously much stronger than the previous three, and the distance between the two was quickly shortened.
Looking at the four dwarfs getting closer behind him, the faces of the three fleeing in front were extremely ugly, but there was nothing they could do, after all, the dwarf behind him was Zhao Qi, the strongest disciple in the outer layer of the Holy Martial Sect, whose cultivation had reached the seventh-level emperor state , the strength is very strong.
And the three of them are all in the sixth level emperor realm, and the gap with Zhao Qi is not small, and the number is not dominant. Against the four of Zhao Qi, they have no chance of winning at all. JrNovels.com
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