All spirits erode the sky and kill the divine boat, the thin Wu Tie leaned on the throne weakly.

On the nine cushions beside him, the three corpse clones, who were also skinny and bone-skinned, rolled their eyes, and sat cross-legged there weakly.

"Crazy, crazy... isn't it just a heavenly court?" The Taoist Canghai muttered there: "Isn't it just a heavenly court? As for how hard you work like this? Is it easy to accumulate so much merit power?"

Wu Tie breathed gently and hummed weakly: "If money is spent, it is money. If you hold it in your hands, it is broken copper and iron. Well, isn't there still half of it left? Hiss..."

The bone marrow of my body dared to come. The feeling was like countless leeches lying on the bone marrow sucking, making people weak all over, making people dark in front of their eyes and want to fall asleep.

Even though Wu Tie has suffered countless hardships since his practice, the strange feeling from his bone marrow still makes him feel extremely painful and extremely uncomfortable.

The demon lords of the Mitian Demon Alliance either killed or captured, and there were so many half-step lords. The giant monster at the peak of the God Realm was captured or killed. Wu Tie devoured a total of 127 demon lords and 90% of the natal essence and blood in the hearts of tens of thousands of monsters in the past twenty-four hours.

Such a huge amount of essence and blood of the natal world was swallowed by Wu Tie, absorbed and turned into his own essence and blood, and combined with the infinite creation of the power of merit, forcibly condensed 84,000 seals of the side.

Fortunately, Wu Tie succeeded.

Unfortunately, even if it succeeds, Wu Tie has reached the verge of exhaustion of oil and lamps. It is like a powerful body, and it is like a sugarcane being squeezed by a juicer 108 times, and there is no juice at all.

If someone could peek into the scene inside Wu Tie's body through his current body, he would see an extremely majestic scene.

In Wu Tie's mind, in addition to the dim innate spiritual light of his water tank, three thousand big stars and eighty-four thousand small stars turned into a magnificent nebula vortex, touching countless thin chains of the avenue, slowly rotating around the innate spiritual light.

In every breath, there was a trace of extremely thin rhyme of heaven and Tao being pulled in from the void and integrated into the innate spiritual light, making Wu Tie's extremely dim spiritual light become brighter.

This nebula vortex only rotates for one cycle every twelve hours, and after every rotation, a little chaotic astrological nectar will fall at the core of the nebula vortex.

This drop of starlight and nectar rolled in Wu Tie's body, following the meridians in his body, and blood flowed through his body. After it finally merged into his heart and turned into sliver of starlight and disappeared invisible.

The heart hopped slightly, and streams of plasma containing faint starlight flowed through the blood vessels.

Wherever he passed, Wu Tie's body function was constantly increasing, which was a hundred times faster than the improvement of his body by practicing various top-level physical cultivation techniques by himself.

But now Wu Tie's body is exhausted and there is almost no extra energy in his body.

After the body function was strengthened, it did not have enough energy to replenish it. Every corner of his body and every smallest cell contracted like a black hole, constantly roaring at Wu Tie, asking for energy replenishment.

Heavy footsteps came, and a group of witch clans ran in with dozens of large cauldrons.

There is a sticky juice inside the cauldron, emitting a rich fragrance and shining with a strange light.

Several Wu tribes walked up to Wu Tie, roughly spread his chin, stuffed a metal funnel into his throat, and then poured the juice in the cauldron into "gurgling".

A stream of tremendous pure energy burst out in Wu Tie's belly.

Then in just a blink of an eye, this huge amount of energy was instantly drained by Wu Tie's body, and nothing left was left.

Every cell in Wu Tie's body contracted with strength and roared wildly: "I'm hungry, give it to you!"

Another tripod, another tripod, and continue another tripod...

Dozens of cauldrons, heavy, and containing infinite energy, were poured into Wu Tie's mouth, and then quickly became completely swallowed by his bottomless pit.

Lao Tie stood aside with his hands behind his back and shook his head gently: "Fortunately, the country of Liuli Buddha is rich in its foundation, and there are countless spiritual medicines in the Buddha's trunk... and those demons and giant monsters' lairs have also been looked through by us. Tsk tsk, they have all accumulated countless good things!"

Wu Tie snorted softly, and all kinds of scents and swellings in his bone marrow came. If it weren't for the problem of face, he wouldn't help but hum.

If it weren't for the Liuli Buddha's country, if it weren't for the demon masters of the Mitian Demon Alliance, Wu Tie would have had a big problem with his body this time, and at least he would have been paralyzed on the bed for 30 or 50 years.

The power of merit has indeed cleared all bottlenecks for Wu Tie, protected his innate Yuan Ling, and strengthened his innate spiritual light, allowing him to forcibly condense the three thousand great ways and the eighty-four thousand Taoist seals that he had comprehended thoroughly in just a few days.

The power of merit can assist in cultivation, with infinite power of creation, and even avoid the dangers of Wu Tie assaulting, schizophrenia, shattering of innate spirits, and completely scattering their souls.

However, the most basic principle of energy conservation should be followed by the condensation of Taoist seals.

Each Taoist seal is the original power of the soul in the innate Yuan Spirit, and it is perfectly matched with its own spirit and spirit. Each Taoist seal requires huge energy and energy to condense.

Within a few days, Wu Tie explosively condensed so many Taoist seals.

Even if every Taoist seal has just been condensed and formed, and even the first grade of the supreme level has not reached, it is still a terrifying consumption.

Fortunately, he is in the Kingdom of Glazed Buddha, and fortunately he holds the Buddha's treasury that Jia Ye has presented. Fortunately, there are so many demons who have accumulated over countless years of the Mitian Demon Alliance.

Countless magical medicines of heaven and earth, countless spiritual medicines and magical herbs, countless finished Dao treasure pills... Even Jia Ye took the initiative to refine the relics left by his ancestors into relics nectar with secret techniques...

Each cauldron is worth a lot of money...

In each cauldron juice and every drop of juice is placed outside, it is a holy medicine that experts in the divine realm will snatch.

‘Dongdongdongdong’, the dull footsteps came, and hundreds of Wu tribes rushed in, carrying the nectar of each tripod, and poured it into Wu Tie's mouth as fast as possible.

Lao Tie watched the nectar of the cauldron disappeared like this, and he couldn't help but shook his head: "It's a sin... But I'm very curious. When your body makes up for the deficit, how strong can you be now?"

"The Yuanshi Sutra, I'm very curious. Have you really condensed all the great seals in the Yuanshi Sutra?"

Wu Tie rolled his eyes with difficulty, and he muttered dyingly: "It's all forced. The heaven is inexplicably coming, and it seems that they are involved with Wa Island... I always feel that something is wrong, so make plans."

"How have you studied the treasures that Canghai snatched back?" Wu Tie glanced at Lao Tie.

Lao Tie's face became serious.

He walked to Wu Tie and said in a deep voice: "Thunderbolt flying boats and those floating clouds are all artificial creations, and the casting techniques are clearly the way for our giant gods."

"However, their casting techniques are more exquisite, much more sophisticated than the casting techniques mastered by Da Iron."

"To be precise, these lightning flying boats and floating clouds have been upgraded for several generations based on the casting skills I and Da Tie know."

After tilting his head, Lao Tie said in a deep voice: "For example, the casting technique of big iron is to give him a piece of iron ore, and he can forge a sharp weapon of thousands of forged steel from it... This is the giant god weapon we have now."

"But those lightning flying boats and floating clouds are also a piece of iron ore. They cast special alloys with performances of several times or dozens of times stronger than thousands of forged steel. Moreover, they have brought the properties of the alloy to the extreme."

"Thunderbolt flying boats are all acquired artificial creations, but their attributes are a little stronger than the innate spiritual weapons in the hands of the generals of various families and tribes of our country. The materials they use are not much different from those used by our giant gods."

Wu Tie looked at Lao Tie in horror.

He was holding a large metal funnel in his mouth, and there was jade liquid and nectar pouring it into his mouth, and Wu Tie's horror expression inexplicably became a bit cute.

"Heavenly Court, maybe... has something to do with us?" Lao Tie shook his head: "Among the giant gods, I belong to the Gods Fighting Soldier, and I am a special combat unit... And there is another system among the giant gods, learning the Gods, and they specially tinker with some inexplicable things."

"Before I was defeated and sleeping, I heard it. It is said that... they were digging out various ruins and ruins from ancient legends everywhere... and saying something, looking for the real origin of the human race, and so on."

"Celebration, could it be the treasure they dug out?" Lao Tie's eyes flashed: "Ha, we are all stupid."

Lao Tie pointed to the Wu Clan's Erlang who ran out with the hollow cauldron and smiled: "The immortal transformation pool that the Taoist snatched back from Canghai can absorb infinite heaven and earth energy into a spiritual spring by itself, and throw you in and nourish you. Isn't it much more reliable than sitting here?"

Wu Tie was stunned and laughed: "This is the same reason. It's always good to work with two pairs."

A quarter of an hour later, in a huge cabin of the Wanling Erosion and Killing Shenzhou, Wu Tie leaned against the edge of the pond, and a large funnel was still inserted into his mouth, and the nectar of one tripod was poured into his mouth.

The spiritual liquid accumulated in the huge immortal pool rolled violently and kept rushing towards Wu Tie. The water surface was falling down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wu Tie alone consumed the spiritual spring in the Immortal Transformation Pool several times faster than the hundreds of millions of demon-striking soldiers under Ji Ting's previous command.

It can be seen how scarce his body is now.

It can be seen how strong his current body potential has reached.

Lao Tie stood beside the Huaxian Pool, looking at the strange phenomena in the Huaxian Pool, and couldn't help but murmur: "After all, it became a... tsk, what is the origin of that heaven?"

When Lao Tie and Wu Tie broke into the sky, Ji Baijie was standing by the cliff on the top of the mountain, looking at the several giant eagles flying between the clouds in the distance with a gloomy expression.

Heavy footsteps came from behind him, and several men wearing coarse cloth shirts and barefoot hair walked over with windy steps under the leadership of two heavenly officials.

The two heavenly officials had gloomy faces, and there were clear slap marks on their left and right cheeks.

The people who beat them were obviously very huge, and the slap prints almost covered their entire heads.

If you look closely, these men wearing coarse cloth short shirts and barefoot hair all have thick bones, tall bodies, and palms are the size of palm fans, which seems to be the same size as the slap marks on the faces of these two Tianguan officials.

Ji Baijie turned around, glanced across the cheeks of the two heavenly officials, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Lord..." The two Tianguan Commissioners bowed to Ji Baijie in aggrieved manner.

"Get back!" Ji Baijie waved his hand, not giving the two heavenly officials a chance to speak.

The two heavenly officials lowered their heads, and the wind was rippling under their feet, floating lightly along the way.

The thick and burly men looked up and down at Ji Baijie, then walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

On this high cliff, you can see most of the heavenly palace complexes. The mountains are majestic and the palaces made of huge rocks are neatly arranged according to some indescribable rhythm, and they are endlessly arranged along the mountain.

"Sangou, you have been lukewarm over the years, but you have created the boss's foundation." A slightly older man, slightly hunched over and nodded to Ji Baijie.

Ji Baijie's face became gloomy. He looked at the hunchbacked man and said calmly: "Father, my name is Ji Baijie now... You must not make it wrong."

"What does the elder call you, that's what... let alone, it's your biological father... Sangou, you have been calling Sangou since you were a child. Is this wrong?" Among the few men who were traveling with him, one of them had a big beard and drifted to his lower abdomen. The middle-aged man with a bit of majesty snorted coldly: "Can you refuse to recognize your relatives for a name?"

Ji Baijie clenched his fists with both hands on his back.

After a while of silence, Ji Baijie smiled and said, "Baijie dare not accept the crimes that his relatives do not admit... However, it is strange that uncle, you are the contemporary head of the Ji family, and today you are condescending and noble. I wonder what you are doing in this remote place of nephew?"

The hunched man, Ji Song, the biological father of Ji Baijie, coughed: "Three...no, Baijie, your uncle..."

Ji Baijie's uncle, Ji Kui, the main family member of the Ji family branch to which Ji Baijie belongs, and the contemporary head of this branch, smiled slightly, pointed to the palaces that stretched out, and smiled: "Just just said that you have created a foundation for the boss... My uncle originally thought you were just a child making a small fuss, but he didn't expect you to really make such a difference."

Ji Baijie didn't say anything, but just looked at Ji Kui with a squint.

Ji Kui's face drooped. In his opinion, Ji Baijie's appearance was completely unwilling to take him as the head of the family seriously.

A burly young man following Ji Kui finally couldn't help but say loudly: "Brother Sangou, tell the truth. You have made a lot of noise in the past few days, and the elders of the clan know that you actually have such a means."

"We don't care about you in the heavenly court, but the people you win over are our branches that have surpassed the main vein of the Ji family and entered the holy land of the Ji family and the ancestral temple."

"You... are not strong enough, so, let me give it to me by the Lord of Heaven."
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