"The strange beasts here, because they devour the disaster spar all the year round, will form a disaster crystal nucleus in their bodies, which is the essence of the disaster spar."

Zhuo Wen nodded, and under Brother Yan's envious eyes, he put it away unceremoniously.

"Lead the way!"

With that said, Zhuo Wen helped Yun Chuyu up, and under the leadership of Brother Yan, he came to the front of the gatepost at the end of the canyon.

"Brother Yan..."

The eight black-robed monks who had been sitting cross-legged in front of the doorpost noticed Ge Yan's arrival and stood up one after another.

However, when they saw Zhuo Wen and Yun Chuyu behind Brother Yan, their eyes became wary.

Zhuo Wen looked up at the vicissitudes of the doorpost in front of him, and he knew that this was the entrance to the trial ground.

"Don't be impatient, everyone. This is Brother Zhuo. He is entering the trial site this time. Don't block the door." Brother Yan said with a little embarrassment.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong with you? You want to enter the gatepost, but you need ten disaster crystals. This person is not a strong man in Xutian, so why do you go in like this?" A black-robed monk refused to accept it.

Brother Yan's face darkened, and just when he was about to reprimand him, Zhuo Wen suddenly said: "So you still have such a rule..."

Before Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he was interrupted by the black-robed monk who spoke just now: "That's natural, if you are sensible now, take out twenty disaster crystals, and then leave the female cultivator beside you , get out!"

Brother Yan secretly thought something was wrong, turned around quickly, cupped his hands at Zhuo Wen and said, "Brother Zhuo, this person is ignorant, please forgive me, I will teach this ignorant guy a lesson immediately."

Brother Yan's words immediately silenced the eight monks in front of the gatepost.

The young man in front of him is just a true god of one disaster, but brother Yan is a true god of three disasters, and he can also release his consciousness. Why does brother Yan respect this young man, even a little in awe?

"Don't bother you!"

Zhuo Wen said something coldly, and the powerful spiritual consciousness came out, and the black-robed monk who spoke out suddenly screamed, and felt his whole body loosen, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air, with his head down, like his right foot It's like being picked up by someone.

"Spiritual consciousness? Such a powerful divine consciousness?"

The seven black-robed monks around couldn't help taking a few steps back.

They could feel that this young man's spiritual consciousness was stronger than their Brother Yan.

No wonder Brother Yan was so in awe of this man, he didn't expect to be so powerful, and the monk who was taught a lesson felt even more remorseful and hurriedly begged for mercy.

With a sneer at the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, he threw the black-robed monk on the ground, and said calmly: "This friend reminded me that a disaster spar is indeed needed to enter the trial ground."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Wen stretched out his right hand and continued: "I'm not very good at it, take out 90% of the disaster crystals on you, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

Brother Yan's heart trembled, and he scolded that black-robed monk for being brainless, for offending Zhuowen at this juncture, causing them to lose the disaster spar.

Facing Zhuo Wen, he didn't dare not hand over the disaster spar. It was too easy for this person to kill him.

"My lord, this is the 90% disaster spar on my body, please count it!"

Brother Yan kept his posture very low, and his address was changed from friend to adult.

Zhuo Wen took Brother Yan's disaster spar and found that there were more than 400 disaster spar, which made him quite satisfied.

With Brother Yan as an example, the other eight monks sent the disaster spar to their door.

Especially the monk who was taught a lesson, although his teeth were grinning, the flattering smile at the corner of his mouth was the strongest.

The disaster crystals handed over by the eight monks totaled more than one hundred. Including brother Yan's, Zhuo Wen had harvested more than five hundred disaster crystals at once this time.

"Chu Yu, take these hundred disaster crystals with you, just in case."

Zhuo Wen took out one hundred disaster crystals and handed them to Yun Chuyu, and Yun Chuyu quickly shook his head, flattered and said: "Brother Zhuo, this is too much, I can't take it."

"Take it, you need this disaster spar if you want strength, don't you want to become stronger?" Zhuo Wen said lightly.

Yun Chuyu's beautiful eyes showed a gleam of brilliance, and after a little hesitation, she still took the disaster spar.

She bears a blood feud, and her enemy Lei Qi is so powerful, she must become stronger as soon as possible, otherwise, she will have no chance of revenge.

"My lord, are you going in now?"

Brother Yan smiled sweetly, but in his heart he wished that Zhuo Wen would leave quickly.

But Zhuo Wen shook his head and said, "I'll go in later, anyway, I still have fifty years here, wait until I absorb the disaster spar!"

Saying that, Zhuo Wen took Yun Chuyu to the front of the gatepost not far away, and at the same time, he used the myriad things to devour and set up a shielding formation around him. JrNovels.com