The arrogant words released by Wu Zhuo also caused quite a shock among the ancient gods, and the gods reacted differently.
Most of the gods were a little disappointed with Wu Zhuo.
In the past years, Wu Zhuo was not affected by the outside world, avoided all dangers, and just wanted to live longer. He seemed spineless, but in the process of silent accumulation, he ushered in a gorgeous transformation and rectified his name.
Now in order to survive, he does not hesitate to use arrogant words to stir up the sky.
In ten stacks, we want to equal the gap with the sky. How is this possible?
This kind of behavior clearly shows that he is just greedy for life and afraid of death.
Since Wu Zhuo has Xiao Ye's approval, if he really wants to avoid the sky, he can definitely look for other methods.
"For this little guy, this is also a helpless move." Xiaobai scratched his head anxiously.
He did have a good impression of Wu Zhuo.
To know.
When Tai Qiong was preparing to kill him, he was ready to disobey Xiao Ye's order and take Wu Zhuo away by force.
"It's a done deal. At this point, we can't even come forward to resolve the fight they've been having for ten stacks."
"However, brother Xiao Ye just asked us not to interfere. We can help Wu Zhuo improve his cultivation. At the very least, we must give him some life-saving cards."
The Holy Emperor of Heavenly Silkworms has a loud voice.
No matter how disappointing Wu Zhuo is, he is still the ancestor god recognized by Xiao Ye. If he is killed by Tai Qiong, Xiao Ye's face will not look good.
As soon as he finished speaking, Holy Emperor Tiancan had already rushed out to look for Wu Zhuo.
"That's right!"
Nangong Xingyu, Xiao Nian, Xiao Fan and others also followed.
Soon, other ancient gods also made some noise.
In fact, even the Time God Clan and the Destiny Clan have gods dispatched.
They carried treasures and prepared to help Wu Zhuo.
Such a scene once again caused quite a stir in the major forbidden heavens.
It seems.
The ancient gods did not give up on Wu Zhuo and did not come forward to stop him at that time. Perhaps there were other reasons.
If the ancient gods can help him, Wu Zhuo's future will be worth looking forward to.
"snort!"
"You guys still take this trash that has been defeated so many times in my hands so seriously?"
In a palace surrounded by thousands of lights, Tai Qiong, a young man with a dragon body, sat cross-legged, with a look of anger on his face.
He was so arrogant that he defeated Wu Zhuo time and time again. Could it be that Xiao Ye couldn't see him?
"That's fine!"
"Since they are so eager to help Wu Zhuo, it means that they will not stop the fighting ten stacks later."
"When the time comes, I will let you know who is the supreme leader of this era!"
Tai Qiong said coldly and immediately closed the palace.
Over the years.
He kept dueling with Wu Zhuo, and his progress in cultivation was naturally slowed down a lot.
In the next ten stacks, he is going to try his best to push up the realm and drive Wu Zhuo into the abyss with the most dazzling appearance.
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, another million years have passed.
Just when the chaotic creatures thought that Wu Zhuo was going to get it, the ancient gods worked hard to cultivate it.
"Thank you for your kindness, seniors."
Wu Zhuo, who was recovering from his injuries in a strange landscape, clasped his fists and saluted the Heavenly Silkworm Emperor and others he had found, and politely refused.
"You kid!"
The Heavenly Silkworm Holy Emperor glared anxiously.
Having been defeated by Tai Qiong more than two hundred times, does Wu Zhuo still not know how terrifying the opponent is?
"Everyone!"
"Master just sent another decree, asking us to leave as soon as possible without delaying Wu Zhuo's practice!"
Before the Holy Emperor Tiancan could speak again, Cheng Wen arrived and spoke.
"What?"
The Tiancan Holy Emperor and others immediately twitched their mouths when they heard this.
The current Wu Zhuo is quite powerful and controls two great avenues at the same time. However, in terms of true state, he is much worse than the ancient gods.
They went to give advice to Wu Zhuo, who was completely qualified, but Xiao Ye actually said it was a delay?
"Junior brother, they don't believe you, I do!"
Cheng Wen arrived with a smile on his face. He stepped forward and patted Wu Zhuo on the shoulder, saying something profound.
The ancient gods who arrived were all a little confused, wondering what Xiao Ye's lineage was doing.
Xiao Ye ignored Wu Zhuo's life and death, and the disciples under him also acted so mysteriously.
"Could it be that Wu Zhuo is not impulsive, but actually has this confidence?"
"Or is it that Xiao Ye has other plans?"
Looking at Wu Zhuo with a calm expression again, these two thoughts appeared in the minds of the ancient gods.
The possibility of the former is too low.
The latter is also unrealistic.
Because the scene has fallen silent, where does Xiao Ye have any plans?
Since Xiao Ye has passed down the decree, the gods have no choice but to disperse.
soon.
This strange landscape became quiet again, and Wu Zhuo sat down again, coughing lightly, and blood splattered around Daoguang.
War with the sky for many years.
His ancestral god's body has long been riddled with various hidden diseases, and his innate origin and divine blood have been in a low state for many years and have never fully recovered.
If it weren't for the fact that his practice methods were becoming more and more perfect, how could he be able to support himself until now?
Buzz!
Wu Zhuo swallowed dozens of innate hybrid treasures in one breath, continued to repair his broken body, and then closed his eyes.
in its body.
Wisps of mysterious Dao lines gathered in the abdomen, and immediately surged like a divine spring, surging towards the limbs and bones, causing their bodies to burst out with endless rumbling sounds. Various avenues emerged in turn, making this strange landscape
They are almost enlightened.
It is hard to imagine that Wu Zhuo was so weak.
It doesn't affect Wu Zhuo's ability to control all the ways at all, and he feels like he is returning to his original nature with ease.
"Chaos has developed into this life, and the practice systems of every innate god have been perfected, including the ancestor gods."
"If I practice according to the conventional method, let alone ten stacks, even if I am given fifty stacks, it will be difficult to catch up with the realm of Tai Qiong!"
Wu Zhuo thought to himself.
"But, with the help of fighting against the sky, I have perfected my own practice method!"
"I don't compete with him in realm, I only compete with him in strength!" A hint of excitement appeared on Wu Zhuo's face.
This is his unique path to heaven. It integrates too many spiritual cultivation systems that transcend the chaos. It fits him perfectly. He has been trying to figure it out since he left the Heavenly Palace of the Ancestral Gods.
After perfecting it, Wu Zhuo now realized it and had a feeling.
Measuring the strength of a god based on his realm is nothing.
To open up the Taoism and promote the level of understanding of the Taoism is also not very clever.
If Bingya knew this, she would be stunned.
Because this is the understanding that Xiao Ye, who is the master of both worlds, has.
This Wu Zhuo actually has this understanding now.
It can only be said that since Wu Zhuo used to guide time and destiny, he really got some inheritance from Xiao Ye.
This kind of inheritance.
It was ethereal and unfathomable, and Cheng Wen and Cheng Yi had never touched it.
Wu Zhuo rested in this wonderful landscape for tens of millions of years.
"Try it!"
Then, he began to practice the method of practice.
