Seeing that the three girls were enlightened and fell into deep thought, Wu Momo exited the room without disturbing them.

After explaining this wave, Wu found that he had gained something. He clearly felt that the spiritual power he could mobilize had increased, but the growth rate was difficult to define.

In addition, Wu was wondering whether to use this as a basis to create a path of practice for the human race that leads to the holy realm.

Or take the second best and create a path of practice similar to the ancient swordsmanship, which relies on the perfection of generations to become the foundation of the human race.

But these are easier said than done. When Wu Zhen started to create, he found that he had no idea. With his current spiritual power, he was not enough to support him in making such changes, so he could only give up for the time being.

Half a day later, Houtu walked out of the room, met Shang Wu's inquiring gaze, and said calmly: "I tried again, but I still failed."

Wu pulled Houtu into her arms, checked her condition, and found that her body was indeed as messy as last time.

Although he was clearly enduring unimaginable pain, he was as calm as a person who was fine. Houtu's strength made Wu admire him very much.

With such a mind and nature, it is possible to master the holy power.

Wu took out a piece of Nine-Turning Golden Pill that was left last time and sent it into Houtu's mouth to help her refine it quickly.

With Wu's current ability, he cannot recover Hou Tu's injuries out of thin air, but it is still no problem to cooperate with the Nine-Turn Golden Pill to make Hou Tu resurrect in an instant with full blood.

"Try it again, think about how you successfully integrated the two before, and don't take into account the others."

After a while, Houtu failed again and suffered heavy damage.

The seventh time, the aura on Houtu suddenly became stronger, and the power of the ancestor witch and the immortal power cultivated by the witch god in her body disappeared completely, turning into a new power.

A round of Penglai Island was filled with rays of light, and the sky was revealed, and the hearts of the Tao in the world were roaring. This scene was exactly the same as the scene where the Six Saints became sanctified before.

Houtu succeeded and she was about to become a saint. Wu was even more excited than Houtu.

This is his woman. There is a saint who can be given the wife and he can let him take it away. Just thinking about it makes him feel a little unbearable.

The next moment, all these strange phenomena suddenly disappeared, and the new power in Houtu's body was divided into two, turning into two distinct but entangled forces.

Houtu, who had a calm face in the past few times, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan in pain, and blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth.

Wu quickly took out a Nine-Turning Golden Pill and sent it into Houtu's body, but found that it was not enough, so he simply fed the last Nine-Turning Golden Pill to Houtu. Houtu's injuries improved.

The Nine-Turning Golden Pill has been exhausted, but the power fusion has not been successful yet. Hou Tu blinked and said, "Why don't you forget it!"

Wu: "I'll ask the master if he has any more, or if he can ask for more from the master."

Houtu grabbed Wu's hand and stopped him from looking for the leader of Tongtian, "It's better not to bother the leader."

Wu: "But, you have already succeeded just now. Let's try again and you will definitely succeed!"

Houtu: "Stop talking, let's go back to the house, I'm satisfied with your service. I'm going to hurry up and go back to the front line to take charge."

Wu: "Try us again!"

Houtu: "If you don't want it, I'll go back directly."

Wu: "I want it!"

Seeing that Houtu insisted, Wu had to give up for the time being.

"It turns out that I was squeezed dry by Sister Houtu!"

Ao Li complained in disappointment, but did not leave, but chose to lie down beside Wu and hugged Wu.

The tower near the water will get the moon first. When Wu recovers, she will definitely be the first to get it.

Wu didn't know Ao Li's little thoughts. Seeing that she was so well-behaved, she couldn't help but feel moved.

Wu Qiang resisted the desire to sleep with his eyes closed, gently stroked Ao Li's hair, and asked, "Li'er, have you gained anything after listening to what I said?"

Ao Li: "I have figured out the truth, but my spiritual power still cannot be increased. Without the blessing of the ancient sword immortals, I still can't even cut my hair."

Wu: "It's okay, take your time, I will find a way for you."

Ao Li: "Yes!"

Wu was so tired that after comforting Ao Li, he quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt that my arms were wrapped in astonishing elasticity.

Yu Linglong and Ao Li looked at each other from the left and right through him.

Seeing Wu wake up, he said in unison: "Husband, you are awake."

The two women's voices were gentle and charming, and they were soft and soft.

Stopping the two girls' actions that they wanted to go further, Wu asked Xiang Yu Linglong again, "Linglong, you came out the latest, but what are you getting?"

When talking about her gains, Yu Linglong couldn't help but smile.

"Well, the river of fate rolls forward. With personal strength, it is impossible to change. We can only seek good fortune and avoid bad luck."

"But after listening to my husband's words, I realized something and suddenly realized in many places."

"Now, I not only have my cultivation level further, but after consolidating my cultivation level that has just reached the peak of Daluo, I can break through to the quasi-saint at any time, but I can also slightly change a small part of the long river of destiny."

A look of surprise appeared in Ao Li's eyes, and she exclaimed with conscience: "Sister Linglong is so amazing."

She thought that she had practiced ancient swordsmanship and extraordinary strength could be of great help to martial arts. Yu Linglong was far inferior to her, and even Houtu might not be able to compare with her.

But the fact is that Houtu almost became a saint. Even if he failed, he was definitely not an existence that she could afford.

The inconspicuous one, Yu Linglong, who thought she was just a vase, was about to break through to the supreme saint, and she was practicing the most powerful way like the Great Way of Destiny.

In contrast, the help her ancient sword can help martial arts is very inconspicuous. After all, martial arts has mastered the use of holy power, and both attack and defense abilities are far above her.

Thinking of this, Ao Li no longer pestered Wu to give Wu Sheng baby. She felt that she had to work as hard as she had in the past hundred years.
Chapter completed!