Chapter 332 I am the Three Stars of Numerology! Seven
"It's really troublesome... The Demon Hunting Group actually went all out to help the Holy Spirit Continent under Jiaming's instructions! This guy, even after ascending, still never forgets to leave an edict." Staring at the conspicuous and complicated patterns on the ancient book, Fei Ling seemed to have thought of something.
What
, frowned secretly and said, "Mo Tuo Xiao Qian Shu, let's start with this move! The soul sacrifice of tens of millions of creatures? Hehehe, it seems that in the second war between the two worlds, I still want to take the opportunity to get involved, even if it happens.
Demon hunting group, what can they do..."
While he was talking to himself, Fei Ling's face suddenly tightened, and he took out his hands with a big change in his expression. In the blink of an eye, three golden fragments appeared in his hands again. But this time, the three fragments were no longer quiet.
, the radiant golden waves surged one after another, and the slight resonance even vibrated directly between the fragments.
"The cause and effect is perfect, good luck is coming?!" A piece of floating information suddenly reached his mind, Fei Ling's mind trembled, and he blurted out.
"As long as two more fragments are needed, cross-border transmission can be started through the light of numerology?! The core fragment of the numerology stick is in a plane called the 'demon world'?" Fei Ling's eyes wandered uncertainly, and the information just now completely changed.
All his plans, "It seems that the matter of collecting the fragments must be carried out! There are three pieces in the Holy Spirit Continent. I don't know if I can find two pieces in the Demon World. Even if it doesn't work, I will have to use any method to break the boundary and go to any world."
Give it a try!"
It was too difficult to collect the fragments. After Fei Ling collected three pieces, he planned to postpone the matter indefinitely. However, he did not expect that at this time, the fragment in his hand actually sent him such a message!
"The cause and effect is perfect? I don't know whose cause and effect it is. There can't be any conspiracy in it..."
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Yellow sand, thick soil, desert.
There is also a pool of cold and inexplicable spring water.
Mingshui Pond. The place where Jiaming was trapped after entering the God Realm.
During this period of time, Jiaming's Ziwei Body has become extremely proficient in cultivation, and he has even studied some of the magical techniques in the Wuji Tower that rely on star power to be released.
But what is incredible is that even so, he is still no match for that group of strange insects.
"Does it really take decades of practice?" Today, when Jiaming rushed out again and fought with the insect swarm and was defeated, he almost couldn't laugh or cry.
However, through these few fights, he finally figured out the opponent's true strength.
The strength of each insect swarm is already very strong, around the second level of Ziwei realm. What is even more frightening is that there are so many of them. And the combined attack technique is very well coordinated.
As a result, the overall strength of the insect swarm has almost reached the fifth or sixth level of the Ziwei realm. And Jiaming can barely stay at the third level now.
In the God Realm, the life of a god is extended indefinitely, and the breakthrough of the realm becomes extremely slow. Even if Jiaming has the most powerful Sanqing artifact in the God Realm, it is impossible to break through two or three levels in a short time. Calculate this way
Go on, if you really can defeat this group of strange insects, it might take decades of hard work.
And this is not what Jiaming is most worried about. Just after flying into the God Realm, he can encounter a beast of this level. How far in the God Realm has he reached? Are there more and more terrifying threats outside this wasteland?
?These are what worries him the most, but they are also the most unsolvable.
At the bottom of the dark pool, a burst of fluorescent light flickered slightly. After losing today's battle, Jiaming had to enter the Wuji Pagoda to practice hard.
"Woooo..." Not long after he got down to it, suddenly, a misty conch sound came into his ears from far and near.
At the bottom of the Mingshui Pond, in the Wuji Tower!
Under such an environment, he could actually hear the sound of the conch horn! Jiaming's expression suddenly tightened, and the Wuji Tower suddenly shrank to the minimum under his control, and plunged into the bottom of the pool. And his spiritual consciousness relied on the Wuji Tower.
With the help of an artifact inside, he quietly reached out of the pool.
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"Senior brother, is this trial of the outer sect too rushed? In the past, we waited until outsiders entered the Xuantian God-Selfing Monument before we started."
"I heard from the spies from the lower Xuantian that it seems that the first Xuantian has a pure virgin disciple who can activate unlimited teleportation. Everyone in the first three Xuantian is looking forward to it!"
"What about closing our secret realm gate? Our mission is not..."
"Stop talking nonsense! It's important to go to the Holy Pool. Since the sect master doesn't want to wait any longer, he ordered the trial to start. Let's just do it!"
"Oh, it's our senior brother's turn to go to the holy pool to get the ghost water. It's really hard to carry!"
"Don't be afraid, the conch keeps making noise, and the purple blood holy insect will not attack us. Hey, you guys! Hurry up!"
The sound of conch shells, the sound of traffic, and the two people's messages were transmitted directly to Jiaming's ears, and he also had a thorough understanding of the strength of this group of people.
There were only a dozen or so people who came, and each of them was at the Qingxu realm, and the strongest one was only around the seventh level of the Qingxu realm. Their strength was average, but they were carrying one or two people among a bunch of people.
The huge red conch was constantly aroused by the sound of the conch. The insects staying in the pond were actually under the control of the sound, and they all scattered around the pond, as if they were in hibernation.
"This is a good opportunity!" Jiaming's eyes lit up, and several ideas immediately came to mind. However, he did not act immediately, and just silently watched their every move.
When the group was about to approach the Mingshui Pool, they divided into two groups. The two leaders walked cautiously towards the edge of the pool, while the others hid in the distance and concentrated on controlling the conch.
"We're getting closer, be careful, don't disturb the holy insect!"
"Hey, I got it, senior brother! Junior brother, I won't even risk my life! Do you want to get thirty pots of ghost water this time? The master of the sect really put forth the best efforts of the whole sect this time!"
"Then what can we do? I heard that the three stars of fortune may be coming. If our outer sect branch cannot complete the trial as soon as possible, the possibility of being merged into the main sect is slim!"
"Three stars in numerology? That old legend that old millet rots rotten sesame seeds? No way, do you all believe it?!"
"It doesn't matter whether we believe it or not, as long as the sect master believes in it, it is said that if we can't kill the three stars of Numerology, we will be killed by them! The sect master hopes to be merged into the main sect, but it is just for the sake of the disciples, and he hopes that we can also get the main sect.
With your support, fight against these three evil stars!"
"But even if the legend is true, I remember from the legend that they will only come to the lower realm, or the low-end Xuantian in the God Realm. Our secret realm sect is a sect in the Xuantian secret realm, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"
"Hey, don't ask me about this! Just like you, I have no idea about this kind of far-fetched legend!"
"Okay, the water has been obtained, we...ah!!!..."
The conversation between the two junior brothers was interrupted by a sudden black shadow. The two were frightened and speechless by this unexpected change. In front of them, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old was floating in the pool.
From above, they stared at them with half-smiling faces.
"Ah? You! You came out of the underworld?! How is this possible! Who are you?!"
One of them reacted suddenly and exclaimed.
"Hey," Jiaming raised his eyebrows calmly, "I am the numerology star of three stars!" (To be continued...)