Heavenly Lord Asura

"call out!"

Under the attention of the public, a white-haired man snatched out of the sacred tree and stood on top of the sacred tree. 23us

He does not have the slightest arrogance and is very humble, but in everyone's eyes, he is like a heaven and earth overlord, domineering and look up!

"Meet the legion commander!"

"Meet the master!"

More than two hundred thousand blood-maned oxen, and 115 people from the two legions, bowed their heads and bowed.

"It makes you worried."

Wutian smiled slightly, his big sleeves flicked, and the Heavenly Divine Wood shook slightly, swaying a mysterious and unpredictable energy. The void that had been torn to pieces was restored instantly.

"Really successful."

Seeing this, everyone was thrilled for three hundred years! Huangtian paid off and finally succeeded.

In particular, the bloodmane ox clan was the most excited, and the Heavenly Sacred Tree became the owner's second carrier of life, which meant that there was no need to fear this thing anymore.

Wutian glanced around the audience and nodded quite satisfied.

Although the 300 years are short, everyone's performance is pretty good.

Most of the more than 200,000 blood mane oxen have reached the half-life period, and the rest are in the Wushuang Consummation period, and judging from their aura, they will face a breakthrough in a few years!

Under the command of a hundred bull demons, and the top ten bull kings, they have all raised a realm.

In general, the overall strength of the Bloodmane Clan has increased dozens of times compared to 300 years ago.

"It's all gone! Work hard to practice and prepare for the toughest battle in the future." Wutian waved his hand with a faint smile.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, and they dispersed, except that Luo Qiang and Zhang Ji did not. They scanned the Lingcui in the medicine field, their eyes flashed green.

Xiao Wuhao's complexion turned dark, and he immediately administered a field cloth to seal it. Until then, the two of them smiled and turned away angrily.

"It's really two incompetent bastards." Xiao Wuhao said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel, and then looked towards Wutian. For a while, there were mixed feelings in his heart, not knowing what to say, and finally his little face appeared. With a smile of relief, he said, "It's successful."

"Yes! It worked."

Wutian also has some feelings. For three hundred years, he has been trembling and has not relaxed for a moment. He is afraid that the three major gods will suddenly return and make him fall short. Fortunately, the worry has not happened.

With a thought, a gleaming young sapling flew away from the main trunk and floated in front of them.

This thing is the spirit of Shenmu.

The shape and size of the spirit is still the same as before, without any change, but the color has changed dramatically.

The soul was originally green, but now it is deep purple.

"Your bloodline power has also increased?" Xiao Wuhao was surprised.

Wutian did not answer, and directly confirmed it with actions. After cutting his finger, a drop of deep purple blood quickly overflowed, which was the same as the color of the soul, exuding a kind of cryptic mysterious power.

At this time, he smiled faintly: "I only refine six drops, and then increase the power of the blood to the late stage of the second stage. If the remaining three drops are also refined, it may be upgraded to the third stage."

"impossible."

Xiao Wuhao shook his head. Seeing Wutian's extremely puzzled expression, he explained: "Nine drops of blood have been refined by the Ice Demon Lord. They have lost their true divinity and can be promoted to the latter stage of the second stage. It has already exceeded my expectations. If you want to advance to the third stage, unless there are 30 more drops, and there are still unrefined ones."

"Speaking of which..." Wutian thought for a while, then smiled: "Then use three drops of blood as a killer."

"This is a good idea. Although the three drops of blood are not divine, but the lethality is still there, it is still possible to kill the strong man who is not ready to kill the heavenly man. If it has not been refined, then even more It's perfect." Xiao Wuhao said imaginatively.

Wutian shook his head and laughed. The drop of unrefined blood from the Ice Demon Lord directly killed the corpse god. The power can be imagined, but some things are doomed, and now it is a fantasy to think about it.

"It's all right now. Tongtian Shenmu has become my second carrier of life. I want to see what other tricks they can do with Tongtian Bridge."

"No, I can't let them know about this." Xiao Wuhao immediately warned him to get rid of the thoughts in his mind.

"Why?" Wutian puzzled.

Xiao Wuhao said: "If Tongtianqiao and Tongtiansuo learn about this, I'm sure they will kill you 100%. Do you think, with your current strength, can you be an opponent? By then, not only will you die, but We have to follow and finish playing together."

"What should I do then?" Wutian frowned. Xiao Wuhao's words are not unreasonable, but it is impossible. They have been led by the nose by Tongtianqiao! He had had enough of such days.

"You are stupid! Shenmu is now your second carrier of life. What you want to say and what you want to do is not all in your sentence? In other words, you are their eldest brother now." Xiao Wuhao smiled repeatedly.

"I understand." Wutian also laughed at the thief.

"However, to use Tongtian Shenmu to order them to do things for you, it will take several hundred years, because at that time it has normal human thinking, and before you get the memory of Shenmu's past life, you better not go too far. Order them frequently so as not to arouse their suspicion." Xiao Wuhao warned.

"Don't worry! I have a sense of measure." Wutian smiled faintly.

"It’s good to know, and that is, now that you have the carrier of Shenmu, you have endless potential, and you will not be affected even if you leave the star realm. Therefore, you should be careful in your actions in the future and don’t be seen by others. Otherwise, I won’t care about it.”

"En." Wutian nodded.

Xiao Wuhao thought for a while and asked: "Then what are your plans now?"

After pondering a little, Wutian's eyes flashed, and he said: "Go out to cross the catastrophe, and you will meet Xianbitong by the way."

"Crossing Tribulation is in the star realm, and I have great use for the power of Heavenly Tribulation."

"What's the use?" Wutian was surprised.

"What to do with so much? Just do it."

Wutian squashed his mouth, waved his hand, and his soul turned into a stream of light and merged into the sacred tree. Just as he was about to grab the seal, Xiao Wuhao suddenly said: "You just left?"

Wutian frowned, expressing puzzlement.

Xiao Wuhao said angrily: "You pig brain! What strength of the three gods, you can see the clues from the color of the gods and the breath of the gods at a glance, how will you explain then?"

"Ha! To the effect." Wu Tiangan laughed, his mind moved, the color of the soul quickly changed, and returned to the original green, and the breath of the heavenly sacred wood that belonged to him quickly dissipated.

In the end, everything seemed to be flawless.

Only then did Xiao Wuhao glared at him, and his figure flickered, appearing outside the seal.

Shrugged, Wutian took one step, and the next moment, it manifested in the nine heavens, the majestic aura immediately broke out and began to rush through the barrier with all its strength.

The physical realm that had been suppressed for three hundred years was finally released. The sky and the earth suddenly went dark, the wind was surging, the lightning flashed and thunder...

Without any difficulty, Wutian sprints directly from the realm of Wushuang Dacheng to the realm of the first generation of heaven!

If he swallowed all the power of the tribulation, coupled with the help of the gods and trees, he was sure to break through to the realm of Xiaocheng.

However, it is a pity that the moment Tian Jie appeared, he was swept away by Xiao Wuhao and disappeared into the chaotic zone, leaving him not even one.

Frozen, Wutian shook his head and smiled bitterly. When others saw the robbery, they all looked like a ghost, and it was too late to hide. However, Xiao Wuhao, a weird guy, was like a bandit, scrambling to **** it.

In fact, he didn't know that in the eyes of the world, he was a real weirdo.

Converging his momentum, Wutian looked at the sky, his brows gradually frowned.

Three hundred years have passed, why haven't the three major gods and shadows returned? Could it be that the materials for the Saints of the Western Regions are inexhaustible?

He retracted his gaze, Wutian took out the Vientiane Order, and sent a message to Shadow, but after a long time, there was no response.

Gradually, an inexplicable anxiety came to my heart.

Shadow's loyalty to him is undoubtedly, if he receives a subpoena, he will definitely reply as soon as possible.

"Did they have an accident?" Wutian said to himself, but after another thought, it seemed impossible.

Leaving aside the horror of the three big gods, let's talk about the shadow and the bull emperor, the two souls controlled by him, now floating in the sea of ​​consciousness intact.

This means that the two are at least alive now.

Live but don't reply?

After that, Wutian tried to spread the letter with divine mind, but there was still no response.

"It seems that they are very likely to be trapped in some kind of enchantment." Wutian's eyes sank, and he walked out of the star realm, and immediately went away with his spiritual thoughts covering the entire reincarnation city, and everything was in sight.

After observing for a while, there was no news about the Western Regions among the living population.

This is obviously unreasonable!

Because before he left, he specifically explained that he must make a lot of noise, and with the ability of the three gods, if there were no accidents, I am afraid that it would have been heated up long ago.

"Xia Xuan, come out and see me." Wutian Transmission.

Before the words fell, Xia Xuansheng moved in and looked at Wutian for a while, but his pupils shrank suddenly, and said in surprise: "Holy Lord, have you broken through?"

Wutian nodded and asked, "What happened in the Western Regions these years?"

"What a terrible kid, although I can't see through his cultivation, but judging from the breath ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am afraid that I am no longer his opponent." The Xuansheng muttered secretly.

Then he smiled, and said: "The Lord is worried. Since four hundred years ago, the battlefields were thoroughly bloodwashed by the Bloodmane Legion and the three major gods, the Western Regions have since been devastated, and it is impossible to make any major disturbances. ."

"Is it really that I think too much?" Wutian frowned.

"Brother, what on earth should we do?"

"What else to do? The portals to the ancestral land of the Western Regions in each battlefield are guarded by saint-level alien creatures. We have no chance to enter, let alone go to the miraculous treasure. In my opinion, we should Report the matter to the Lord, maybe if the Lord is happy, he will reward our two brothers and a Holy Soldier of the Five Tribulations!"

"You also have some truth. Although we heard that miracles were born with treasures, but with our strength, we can only be reduced to cannon fodder. With one message, we can exchange two pieces of the Five Tribulations Saint Soldiers, which is also a good deal. But I am afraid that the Lord will not believe it. After all, only you and me in the entire Eastern Region know about this matter."

Suddenly, a whispering conversation appeared in Wutian's divine mind and immediately attracted his attention.