MTL - Cult of the Sacred Runes-Chapter 573 Location of the sanctuary

"Boss, can you send me a few gods, my cultivation should also break through to the emperor." "Du Shaoze looked at the face of the frosty palace, and looked at the face again." Ye Wei, squinting at Ye Wei, blinked, his eyes stunned, and the smile of a thief was on his face.

"Miyako Snow is jealous!"

"Hey, the boss is the boss, the first goddess of the wind and rain class took the initiative to send the hug, the second goddess is jealous, if you say it, how many people will be envious of death!"

Du Shaoze looked at Ye Wei with a look of worship, and his heart was secretly embarrassed.

"Guarding the Qingmen, God Xuan Dan is not a problem!" Ye Wei looked at Du Shaoze, a strange face, knowing that this guy must have misunderstood, but Ye Wei was too lazy to explain.

After repairing the emperor's position, the first step is to temper the gods. Even if you have enough resources to complete the tempering of the body, it will take at least ten years.

However, if you have God Xuan Dan, three months will be enough!

Save too much time, for the young genius who is about to enter the emperor's respect, the **** of the Holy Court is simply invaluable.

"The next emperor is full of gods and needs three gods, and the middle emperor will need thirty pieces of the gods... I will give you thirty-three gods!"

"After three years, when I am out of the secrets of Xiaokun Kun, I hope that your cultivation has reached the peak of the emperor's position, don't let me down!" Ye Wei looked at Du Shaoze and said with a smile.

Ye Wei is the first in the personal rankings of the top ten sects in this year's sect. The Holy House has awarded a total of thirty-six sacred gods to Ye Wei. Among them is Shen Xuan Dan, so Ye Wei intends to leave these thirty-six gods to the Qingmen!

"what!"

Du Shaoze is excited and difficult. He never dreamed that Ye Wei was so generous, he even wanted to give himself thirty-three gods. It should be noted that the Holy House also rewards 36 pieces.

Du Shaoze originally thought that as long as Ye Wei gave himself three gods, Xuan Dan himself would be satisfied, but Ye Wei gave him more, but he was much more than he expected!

"Thirty-six gods and gods, of which thirty-three are yours, and the other three are for the members of the Qingmen. Whoever breaks through to the emperor, the three gods will be given to them!"

Ye Wei looked at Du Shaoze, who was excited and smiled. With his current strength, he can't use these gods, but he will soon go to Xiaokun's secret cultivation.

"In the outside disciples, the inner door disciples, the influence of the Qingmen is not weaker than the three major forces. However, on the true strength, our Qingmen is still far worse than the three major forces. Efforts to become stronger, these three years, Qingmen will be handed over to you!"

"After three years, I want to see a brand new Qingmen. A stronger, bigger Qingmen, I believe you can!" Ye Wei looked at Du Shaoze, his eyes filled with trust and his palms fell. He patted Du Shaoze's shoulder.

"Ok!"

Du Shaoze nodded, and there was a rush of fighting in his eyes. "I won't let you down. Whether it's my personal cultivation or the strength of Qingmen. I won't let you down!"

"Is it all decided? Get someone who has entered the secrets of Xiaokun Kun and go to the Holy Court with me!" The deputy director of the White Deer Monastery, wearing a golden robe. His eyes swept over the crowd and he said quietly.

Three people in the wind and rain, Ye Wei, Lin Zizhen, Gong Qingxue, Tian Ruozong, one person Xiao Ruo Ning, Gu Jianzong one person whitened!

Gu Jianzong is the second-ranked Zongmen. He got a place to enter the secrets of Xiaokun Kun. Originally, he had the potential and strength of Wan Jiansheng. This quota was originally intended for Wan Jiansheng.

But now, because the sacred lines of Wan Jiansheng have all collapsed, it is necessary to re-integrate the gods. Naturally, it is not suitable for the submerged secrets of Xiaokun.

The fusion of the gods is not a one-word thing, it requires constant external pressure, and there is no god-printed array that can be used to create constant pressure in Xiaokun's secret environment. Wan Jiansheng can only stay in the ancient Jianzong and slowly submersive.

Mengbai has the highest level of combat power in the middle of the emperor. It is the youngest genius among the young generations of the ancient Jianzong youth, and his grandfather Mengxian is the ancestor of the great emperor, and Wan Jiansheng is not suitable for entering the Xiaokun’s secret environment. The ancient Jianzong, the only place to enter the Xiaokun Kun’s secret place, is naturally his.

"Fall Xuan!" Wan Jiansheng stared at Ye Wei, his eyes were bloodthirsty red, the facial features were twisted, the muscles were tied together, the whole person looked very embarrassed, his body shivered slightly, and the teeth cracked out and made people shudder. Mori cold word.

hate!

Even if Ye Wei is squandered and smashed, it is difficult to wash the hatred of Wan Jian’s heart. In his opinion, Ye Wei ruined his life!

For the past three years, Xiaokun’s secrets have been in the past 30 years, and the Holy Court will provide enough Shenxuan Dan. As long as you have the ability to break through the cultivation, despite the breakthrough, nothing needs to be considered.

With Ye Wei, Lin Ziyan, Gong Qingxue, Xiao Ruo Ning and Meng Bai's talent, for 30 years, I have been wholeheartedly immersed in breakthrough repair, and at least I can step into the ordinary superior emperor!

In the past three years, Wan Jiansheng was wasted on reintegrating the gods. After three years, his cultivation was still the ten-star god, and even if he was stepped into the emperor's respect in the future, there was no **** Xuandan. At least he has to work hard for ten years before he hopes to hit the middle emperor!

After repairing into the position of the middle emperor? It takes at least 50 years or more to have the hope to break through the emperor's respect!

I watched people who are far less powerful than themselves, one by one, and the gap will grow bigger and bigger. The taste can be imagined.

"calm down!"

The ancient sect of the ancient sect saw a stunned Wan Jiansheng, slightly frowning and coldly shouting.

"Sovereign, I am not convinced, even more unwilling, they are not as good as me!" Wan Jiansheng bit his teeth, his voice hoarse and trembled, and two bloodstains slipped down his cheeks.

"I know!" The ancient sword lord sighed. He knew that Wan Jiansheng was very wronged and could not swallow this breath. But the vice-president of Bailu Shengyuan mainly protects the small and fat people of the wind and rain. What can he do?

"I know that you are wronged, very unwilling, can't swallow this breath, but this is the reality. Many times, even if I am a great emperor, I am helpless!"

"The situation is stronger than people, so you can swallow without swallowing!"

"I told you more than once. The potential is always the potential, can not represent the strength. Now you should understand? You have the potential, if the strong value you, then your position is naturally high, but if the strong does not value you Only you have the potential, nothing is!"

"If you want to be respected, the only thing you can rely on is the strength!" The ancient sword lord took a deep breath. "The deputy director and dean of the Holy Court are also the great emperors, but their strength is It is much stronger than me. If I have stronger strength than the deputy director and even the dean of the Holy Court, the deputy director of the White Deer Monastery dares to do this to me?"

"Yes, in your eyes, in the eyes of countless people, the great perfection of the emperor is very strong, it is an invincible existence, but in the eyes of the Holy Court, I am nothing!"

"So, the deputy director of Bailu Shengyuan dared not give me face, dare not care about my attitude. I am helpless, is it not normal for you to be wronged?"

The ancient sword lord looked at Wan Jiansheng, and the words were like a thunder in the mind of Wan Jiansheng.

As the ancestor of the great emperor, he naturally sees that the situation of Wan Jiansheng is very bad. If you go on like this, you will definitely develop a magic barrier.

Once you have the demons, Wan Jiansheng will be completely abolished!

Wan Jiansheng was pregnant with the sword bone, and the hope of stepping into the legendary emperor's position was a hundred times higher than that of the general Da Yuan Mandi. The ancient sword lord is very clear about the strength of Wan Jiansheng, and he naturally cannot let Wan Jiansheng sink. No matter how much it costs, how much effort you put into it. He has to enlighten Wan Jiansheng, and he can't let Wan Jiansheng have a magical obstacle in his heart.

"After being the sect of the ancient swordsman, the lord who has the great perfection of the emperor has to endure, what is he? What is his own grievances and unfair treatment? It is too normal!" Wan Jiansheng was silent. The sigh of relief, the distorted facial features, and the sly face gradually returned to calm.

"Possibility, talent is shit, only strength is fundamental!" Wan Jiansheng squeezed his fists, the bones creaked, and the blood in his eyes receded.

"Lord, I understand!"

Wan Jiansheng put his mind in a state of mind, and the magical obstacle that was about to grow up suddenly vanished. He looked up and looked at his own lord, smiling slightly.

"The life of the emperor is a thousand years, and a thousand years is actually very long..." Looking at the Wan Jiansheng who had put down his mind, the ancient sword lord sighed and said slowly.

"Looking at the entire Shengyuan continent, the Terran, the Yaozu, and the savage beasts have not been born in the legendary emperor. You have a sword bone in your body, and you may be more successful than the general. Emperor's position is hundreds of times higher!"

"Even if you lose the opportunity to enter the mysterious environment of Xiaokun, let those who are not as good as you have the opportunity to surpass you, but their advantage can last for a hundred years!"

"The emperor's strong position has a thousand years of life, what is the area of ​​a hundred years?" Gu Jianzong master shot the shoulder of Wan Jiansheng, his face showed a smile.

The ten major Zongmen exchanges ended, and the vice-presidents of the White Deer Monastery took Ye Wei, Lin Zizhen, Gong Qingxue, Xiao Ruo Ning, and Meng Bai, and plundered toward the Holy Sepulchre. The rest of the people gradually dispersed. Go back to their respective sects and prepare for the second ethnic battle!

The three saints of the Terran, the seven ancestors of the Yaozu, and the three ancestors of the savage beast disappeared at the same time. The ordinary people did not know, but the top ten of the top ten sects were clear.

Without the constraints of the strong people of the Holy Land, the demon and the beasts who are obviously stronger than the human race will certainly set off the battle of the second ethnic group.

It’s almost three years, and it’s five years slower!

The Terran, the Yaozu, and the Wild Beast are all preparing silently. Although the second ethnic war has not yet begun, the entire Shengyuan continent seems to have a taste of smoke.

"Holy Court!" Following the deputy of the White Deer's Ancestral Hall, Ye Wei's five people are all very excited. They have heard the legends of the Holy Court. They have heard it countless times since childhood, and now they finally have the opportunity to step into the legend. The Holy House, who can not be excited?

"Dongzheng domain, demon prisoner, and the Great Prison have divided the entire Shengyuan continent into three parts. The three major domains are separated by endless seas, and there are countless mysteries, which are vast and boundless!"

The vice-president of Bailu Shengyuan looked at Ye Wei’s five people with a smile.

"You have heard a lot about the legend of the Holy Court, but you should not know where the Holy Court is, even the lords of the top ten gates that have ever entered the Holy Court can't tell where the Holy Court is!"

"Guess what, where do you think the Holy Court is? Dongzheng domain? Demon **** domain? Great wilderness?" The deputy director's eyes swept through Ye Weiwu.

"Definitely in the Dongzheng domain, the demon **** domain is the base camp of the Yaozu. The great wasteland is the site of the wild beasts. The Holy Court is the holy place of the Terran, naturally in the Eastern domain!"

Gu Jianzong never thought about it, and said it in a natural tone.

Wen Ruo, Xiao Ruo Ning of the Soul of the Soul, Ye Wei, Lin Zizhen, Gong Qingxue also agreed to nod. Although they did not know where the Holy Court is, they must be in the East.

The vice-president did not speak, but smiled and shook his head, denying the white answer!

"How is it possible? The Holy Court is not in the Dongzheng domain?" Seeing the vice-president shook his head, all five were a glimpse, and the white was even more stunned, shouting exaggeratedly.

"Isn’t it in the demon domain?"

Xiao Ruocing looked at the assistant deputy with a smile and asked him, and the vice-president shook his head again.

“Is it in the wilderness?”

Gong Qingxue frowned and asked the vice-president to shake his head again. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!