Xuanhuan: Me! Begin to Cultivate a Great Emperor

Just as Ye Mo's master and apprentice were talking.

The spiritual energy gushing from the Falling Star Abyss is no longer as surging as before.

The little cultivators who could not stand still before, this time with ecstasy on their faces, driving various flying magical powers or magical instruments, ordinary streaks of light streak across the sky, rushing into the abyss of falling stars.

to this moment.

They are no longer afraid of danger inside.

On the contrary, I am afraid that I will miss the opportunity because of the slow speed.

soon.

The little monks who entered the abyss will have a harvest.

Just as they thought.

In a land with such abundant spiritual energy, whether it is a stone or a tree, it must be considered a treasure if it has been soaked in spiritual energy for such a long time.

This group of little monks, like a nest of locusts, plucked the geese, and wherever they went, not even a stone was left.

That is to say, after digging dozens of feet deep, the land here becomes ordinary black soil. Otherwise, this group of people would really have to dig three million feet.

on the boat.

Nangong Wutian saw the locust-like monks pouring into the Falling Star Abyss, and said to Xuanyuan Yu:

"Go, as long as you find those two treasures, I can guarantee that the Holy Land, the next Holy Master is none other than you. "!"

This commitment is not so important.

As the top power in the realm.

The right tentacles of Yantian Holy Land have been extended to the heads of all cultivators, and being able to become the Holy Lord of the Holy Land is equivalent to becoming the existence with the highest power status in the entire Upper Realm.

This has always been Xuanyuan Yu's dream.

Although he is not sure whether he is the blood descendant of the Primordial Saint Emperor Xuanyuan, but he himself has always thought so.

He wants to restore the glory of his ancestors.

Then you have to start from becoming the Holy Master of the Holy Land of Yantian!

with this idea.

He bowed to Nangong Wutian, then looked at the swarms of monks like locusts, frowned in disgust, got up and flew directly into the depths of the abyss.

There was a rumbling sound wherever it went.

That was his speed too fast.

Under the abyss.

Two little monks are facing each other.

They were originally a pair of temporary partners who wanted to explore treasures together to find opportunities.

Just now.

One of them found a fist-sized source stone, and such a source stone is already a good treasure.

So another person immediately proposed to divide this Originium equally.

after being rejected.

The two partners turned their faces like this.

Such scenes are not rare.

The lower the cultivation base is, the more evil it will be for some uncommon cultivation resources.

As for other love and morals.

That's all secondary.

"`" Let me ask you again, would you like to share this Originium stone equally?"

"I said I don't want to, but I don't want to, unless you can kill me and take this source stone from my corpse, otherwise you don't even think about getting any benefits from me (Nuo Mo Zhao) !""

After the final negotiations were fruitless.

A bloody fight is about to come.

Yet at this moment.

A white light quickly slammed past the two of them, and the hot air wave directly roasted the two little monks into charcoal, losing their lives in an instant.

The source stone, which they regarded as a treasure, fell to the ground and twirled a few times, but the white light regarded it as garbage like other things.