There are two towering green mountains, and on the long and narrow path, countless people kneel down and worship, and bursts of respectful and grateful voices echo throughout the long and narrow valley.
Looking at the pairs of eyes full of gratitude and respect, Dubida was vaguely touched in his heart. He had never been worshiped like this before. In the past, he believed that as long as he had the strength and power, everything would be at his fingertips. Under the peerless authority, he would have countless
It is not easy for people to worship.
However, looking at this scene, Dubida knew that his previous thoughts were wrong. Only by kneeling down like this can he feel a sense of accomplishment.
Seeing the grateful faces, Dubida felt a touch of happiness in his heart, and the violent and bloody odor in his body caused by sucking the essence of life became much lighter.
Upon noticing this scene, Dubida was shocked for a while. He did not expect that the breath could actually become lighter. You must know that sucking the essence of a living body for a long time will produce that kind of cruel and ferocious breath. Over time, it will affect the whole person.
A person's character eventually becomes uncontrollable and becomes a walking zombie, controlled by that kind of murderous rage.
Now that the aura has dissipated a little, Dubida was overjoyed.
"Get up, hurry up! It's just a little effort. You don't have to be so polite. In fact, I am not a good person." Dubida sighed slightly and said with a strong force, lifting everyone up.
Dubida didn't know why he had compassion and learned to be sentimental.
"Benefactor, no matter how bad you are in the eyes of others, in our eyes, you will always be a good person and our benefactor." An old man who looked to be in his fifties said, his eyes full of sincerity.
"Yes! Benefactor, you will always be a good person in our hearts." Everyone said in unison. This was an emotion from the heart, simple and sincere.
"Am I a good person?" Dubida said to himself, and he almost wanted to laugh. If he were a good person, nine-tenths of the bad people in the world would be reduced.
"You should leave here quickly! Maybe the helpers of those people will come over. Well, you'd better report this matter. I believe someone will handle it and your safety can be guaranteed." Dubida
Looking at these people, he said, if it were normal times, he would never talk nonsense like this, but seeing the sincere faces, he couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Thank you, benefactor, we will always remember you." The old man said. He had a pair of eyes, and judging from his appearance, he was undoubtedly a scholar.
"Thank you, benefactor." These people knelt down and bowed to Dubida again.
"Let's leave quickly! If those beastly helpers come, they will cause trouble to the benefactor again." The old man urged.
Many simple people thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. They hurriedly left this place. When they left, they looked back from time to time, their eyes full of gratitude.
Looking at their departing figures, the look in Dubida's eyes slightly widened.
"Good person? I, Dubida, am still a good person? Hahaha..." Dubida's self-deprecating voice echoed in this space. With laughter, his whole person disappeared, leaving behind a bright red
of ground.
Similar things happened in many places in the southwest. Those cruel people enslaved the villagers and drove them far away.
That was when thirteen people died. Wang Tianlin, who was in a newly built underground palace, seemed to sense something and opened his eyes. His eyes had turned blood red, and there was a black aura lingering in them.
, it was a ferocious force. From these we can see how many innocent people he killed and how many monks became the nourishment for his cultivation.
"Huh? Someone died? What happened? Did an expert discover it? It shouldn't be possible! The mountains here are high and the forests are dense, almost isolated from the world. Who would notice this area? It seems that they need to take a moment.
Already." Wang Tianlin, who was wearing a scarlet robe, said to himself.
Wang Tianlin is sitting on a high blood-red seat, looking down at the world and holding the greatest power.
The heinous murders that occurred in the southwest were exposed, and some alliances that wanted to expand their power sent experts to this area, killing a large number of experts trained by Wang Tianlin, and rescuing many innocent people.
For several days in a row, masters were constantly mopping up, which suddenly caused Wang Tianlin to suffer heavy losses. He was responsible for all this. If he had taken his time, these problems would not have happened, but his heart was too cruel and cruel.
If the alien race is the enemy of the human race, then Wang Tianlin is a scourge to the human race.
Although those experts wanted to find Wang Tianlin who was behind the scenes, they didn't have a clue. With Wang Tianlin's caution, he would not reveal where he was.
The underground palace where Wang Tianlin was located was safe and sound. The stone walls of the underground palace were carved with lines that shielded the aura, making it impossible for those experts to find them.
In the past few days, Wang Tianlin's heart was full of anger. He had lost half of the men he had worked so hard to train. This was a huge loss!
But there is no other way. For the safety of this base camp, Wang Tianlin must endure.
Compared with the chaos outside, the area where Yuwen Zhouyuan is hidden is a peaceful and peaceful paradise.
Time flies very fast, and it has been a month in the blink of an eye. Over the past month, the disciples of the Eight Ghost Hall on Island No. 3 have been practicing crazily one by one, in order to achieve a good result in the competition.
ranking, and received the reward of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
For any monk, exercises and martial arts are the most important. In order to get better, they all practice hard.
After practicing, they went to Island No. 6 under the leadership of several masters who taught the exercises and built wooden houses. This was also a kind of training for their spiritual power control.
Wanting to divide wood into various shapes and into boards of the same thickness requires perfect control of spiritual power.
On this day, the girls walked out of the world of heavens and returned to Fusang Flower Island. They practiced there for two more months. Now, their cultivation levels have greatly increased, and each of them exudes a sense of terror.
Their auras and beautiful faces reveal a kind of perseverance and heroism. They are no longer vases, but a force of help around Yu Wen Zhouyuan.
The moment he finally entered Fusang Flower Island, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already woken up. In ten months, he had digested more than half of the information that was once again deciphered in the sea of consciousness. It only took him ten days to comprehend the formation again.
He was confident that he had understood everything. What was gratifying was that he had fully understood the "Secret Scroll of Zhoutian Stars".
At first, he was a bit disdainful of the "Secret Scroll of Zhoutian Stars", but of course when he studied it, he realized how extensive and profound this book was, and it was no weaker than the peerless formations that appeared in his mind.
In this classic, Yuwen Zhouyuan was deeply touched and gave him another direction for the formation.
In the time-accelerating formation, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes and took a quick look. He was the only one in the entire formation. The others had left to practice in the world of heavens.
Yuwen Zhouyuan walked out of the time acceleration formation and came directly to the girls who had just descended from the sky.
The cultivation levels of all the girls have greatly improved. The cultivation levels of Yang Liuqing and Shuang Xuehan have broken through to the fourth level of the True Emperor. Judging from the aura on their bodies, they have just broken through not long ago.
Xing Luoye's cultivation is at the late stage of the fourth level of the True Emperor, the strongest one is Shuang Xuehan who has reached the fifth level of the True Emperor, and Nangong Dai's cultivation has reached the peak of the first level of the True Emperor.
"Your strength is really surprising." Yu Wen Zhouyuan said with a smile as he looked at the girls.
"With your dedicated training, if our strength is too far apart, we will be embarrassed to see each other." Nangong Dai looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, with a trace of longing in her eyes, "Brother Zhouyuan, your cultivation has made a breakthrough.
Already?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said: "I have only just broken through, haha."
When they heard that Yuwen Zhouyuan had made a breakthrough, the girls were also happy for Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"What level of masters are you capable of fighting against at the True Emperor stage now?" Yang Liuqing suddenly asked.
"Probably the peak of the mid-term True Emperor!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile.
"The peak of the middle stage of the True Emperor?" All the girls couldn't help but take a breath. The girls who had become monks were not girls who didn't know anything before.
Being able to fight against masters who are at the peak of the mid-term True Emperor, they are definitely at the top level of cultivators in the world of cultivation. It can be said that from now on, they are no longer that inconspicuous small force, but a big force with a certain right to speak.
Although the background is far from the same, Yuwen Zhouyuan's strength alone is enough to explain everything.
"Brother Zhou Yuan, you are such a monster. Although we work hard to practice every day, the gap between us and you is getting wider and wider. But that's okay, the man we like is extraordinary." Bai Suya stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
After having dinner with the girls, Yuwen Zhouyuan left Fuso Flower Island and landed on Island No. 3. At this time, the elite disciples of the Eight Ghost Hall on Island No. 3 were competing.
Looking at this, Yuwen Zhouyuan remembered that he had said three months ago that he would let these elite disciples compete and there would be rewards.
"Master..." After Yuwen Zhouyuan arrived at the central area of Island No. 3, the two ghosts of the eight ghosts, Nanhuo Shi and Xi Jinjian, and the three people who had arranged the residual world trial arranged by Yuwen Zhouyuan, said in unison
He shouted respectfully.
"Why didn't you enter the world of heavens to practice?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked doubtfully as he looked at the three people who were undergoing the trial in the residual world arranged by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"We saw that these elite disciples had little fighting experience, so we took the initiative to stay and teach them," the three said.
"So that's it. It's a waste of your time. Have you practiced in the formation?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked again.
"I have practiced a lot, and those who practice here are very fast. I really wish I could practice a few more times." One person said with a chuckle.
"The number of people that that formation can accommodate is limited. If you want to practice in it, you must have merit." Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at them and said.
"Yes, Master." The master said respectfully. These three people are already half-step true emperor masters. Although they are new to the half-step true emperor level, their foundations are very solid.
Looking at this, Yuwen Zhouyuan was very satisfied.