Chapter 595

"Tell me." To be honest, Hu Zhenyu was also a little annoyed at Mo Wuji. A Dan King with such a strong talent, I still value him very much, but I didn't expect that he didn't love himself, and he would go to the Soul Condensation Immortal Qiongchi. If you don't go to Soul Condensation Fairy Qiongchi, no matter how strong Lun Cai is, it is absolutely impossible to deal with the elders of the Alchemy Dao Xianmeng.

Lai Yi didn't dare to neglect Hu Zhenyu, he clasped his fists again and said, "The Great Emperor said, you can give the Alchemy Alliance two places to enter the Tower of the Gods."

"Are you telling the truth?" Hu Zhenyu stood up suddenly, even he couldn't contain his excitement.

The Tower of the Gods is the most mysterious place in the Immortal Realm of the Gods, and it is also the richest place in rumors. It is rumored that this is where the real battle of the gods took place, and countless gods fell in the tower of the gods. If you find any remnant of a god, you will become a supreme existence.

Why is the strength of Immortal Emperor Lun Cai far superior to that of his peers, and why is he even honored as the Great Emperor? It was because he had been to the Tower of the Gods back then and got a chance in the Tower of the Gods.

If you have cultivated to the level of Hu Zhenyu, what do you want? He didn't pay attention to ordinary things at all, but the number of places in the Tower of the Gods brought out by Lun Cai moved his heart.

Every time the tower of the gods is opened, there are restrictions on entering the tower of the gods even in the fairyland of the gods, let alone the immortals in the other fairylands. Although the Alchemy Immortal League is qualified, there are very few places.

Now Luncai has taken out two places to enter the Tower of the Gods at once, which can be said to be extremely generous. This condition also happened to be on Hu Zhenyu's heart. You must know that there is no cultivation limit for entering the Tower of the Gods. Anyone can enter. He, Hu Zhenyu, has wanted to enter the Tower of the Gods for a long time, but unfortunately he just has no chance.

The tower of the gods is opened, and there are only three places in the alchemy alliance, and each of them must have the most promising junior. Hu Zhenyu is the deputy leader of the Dandao Xianmeng, so he naturally has no face to compete with his juniors for the spot. Now Emperor Lun Cai took out two quotas at once, which is a luxury package for Hu Zhenyu.

"Emperor Luncai controls one side, and he can say a few words in the realm of the gods. Naturally, there will be no half-truth." Lai Yi said respectfully.

His tone sounded extremely humble, but in fact he still had some disdain in his heart. What about the Alchemy Alliance? For the sake of two places in the Tower of the Gods, I am so excited, I have never seen it in the world.

"I agree, but I hope Emperor Lun Cai will not go too far." Hu Zhenyu calmed down and said in a deep voice.

"That's natural." Lai Yi said happily.

As for what Hu Zhenyu said, I hope that Emperor Luncai will not go too far, no one will take it seriously, it is just nonsense within nonsense.

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Mo Wuji didn't know how long he had been practicing, and now he had to stop practicing again. The main reason was that he had used up all his immortal crystals, so he couldn't just use pills for cultivation.

Fortunately, these years of retreating on the flying shuttle, it is not without any gains, at least he has advanced to the middle stage of Xuanxian, and he is only one step away from advancing to the late stage of Xuanxian.

Unable to practice, Mo Wuji could only control the shuttle by himself, spinning around in the starry sky like a headless chicken. Don't let him look for the fairy world at this time, even if he is asked to return to Tianwu Star, he will not be able to find his way.

If he focused on cultivating, Mo Wuji didn't think there was anything wrong. Once he stopped now, he felt anxious. One month was fine, two months and three months passed, and when a year passed, Mo Wuji's mentality changed.

If this continued, he might really die of old age in this vast starry sky.

Another month passed, and when Mo Wuji was thinking about finding some cracks in the starry sky and trying his luck again, he sensed a familiar aura.

Even though the breath was extremely weak, Mo Wuji still caught it, and without hesitation, he controlled the shuttle and rushed over at full speed.

Even if the Jinyi people were here at this time, Mo Wuji had to find a way to negotiate terms with him, let alone anything else.

"Dump the pot?" To Mo Wuji's surprise, he actually saw the dumped pot. Shuiguo was curled up on the deck of a spaceship, and in front of it were several spirit grasses of high grade.

To Mo Wuji's shock, it seemed that his ability to shake the pot hadn't improved much. With the talent of throwing pot, Mo Wuji is not surprised even if he is a level nine monster now. When he left him, he was close to the fourth level. After so many years, he is still a fourth-level monster, and his breath is still extremely weak.

Mo Wuji is very clear about the nature of throwing blame, he is an extremely flamboyant guy. At this time, this guy was even uglier than before, with gray hair all over his body, and one of the three legs disappeared, and became two legs. Not only that, but at first glance, he looked listless and lacking energy.

It stands to reason that the treatment of throwing the pot seems not bad, sitting on the deck watching the starry sky, and eating spiritual grass. Why haven't you made any progress for so many years? Not only that, but Mo Wuji has already sensed the blame. It stands to reason that the blame is a beast, and it is more sensitive. Up to now, the blame has not been sensed by Mo Wuji at all.

Mo Wuji retracted the flying shuttle directly, and stepped onto the spaceship in one step. To Mo Wuji, the restrictions on the spaceship were like decorations.

"Master..." The dejected Shaguo finally recognized Mo Wuji, jumped up in surprise, and landed directly on Mo Wuji's shoulder. Even though it was just a bird, the excitement in its eyes was hard to contain.

"Who are you?" A young man in a green robe came out. This man was not only extremely handsome, but also imposing, revealing a strong confidence and aura from his whole body. The circle of aura is even floating on the surface of the body, even people who have not practiced can see the difference in this young man.

Mo Wuji also secretly praised him, this guy looked no more than twenty years old at the most, and his strength was already at the seventh level of the True God Realm. This kind of aptitude should not be found in Zhenxing.

No matter how majestic and astonishing the other party was, Mo Wuji didn't bother to pay attention to him. Instead, he threw Shuguo by the neck and threw it on the deck, "Duiguo, you are a bird with some background anyway. I haven’t seen it for a few years, you see you’re standing still, you don’t even have your third leg. It’s not shameful to be ashamed... No, you don’t lose the bird if you lose the bird.”

Shuiguo wiped his eyes with one foot in a humane manner, and said whiningly, "Master, if I don't see you again, I'm going to die. These bastards caught me and gave me food and drink every day." , and then drain my blood every day. It’s this guy who drinks a cup of my blood every day. No matter how strong I am, I will be drunk to death by this garbage. My third leg degenerates from being drunk, and then it’s gone... Wuwu...Master, you have to be the master for me."

As expected, there were two blood-replenishing spirit grasses on the deck, Mo Wuji's eyes flashed murderous intent, he didn't do it immediately, but still said coldly, "I asked you to wait for me outside the thunder star, why did you leave? Let me look for it for a long time."

"I didn't leave by myself, I was taken away by these garbage. They said I was some kind of ancient beast, and they took me to let the blood..."

Mo Wuji completely understood before he finished talking about throwing the pot. His eyes fell on the young man in green robe, and he said coldly, "It's your blood that has been dumped for more than ten years?"

The young man in green robe frowned. If Mo Wuji hadn't appeared on his spaceship unknowingly, he would have kicked Mo Wuji away.

"Uncle Hu..." The green-robed youth did not answer Mo Wuji's words, but called out.

A thin old man landed on the deck, followed by a middle-aged man. The thin old man looked Mo Wuji up and down, and Mo Wuji looked no different from an ordinary person, he couldn't tell at all.

"My friend, there may be some misunderstanding." The thin old man named Hu Bo clasped his fists at Mo Wuji and said politely.

Mo Wuji's origin was too strange, and he suddenly appeared on this spaceship. You must know that the young master's spaceship is not restricted.

Mo Wuji said softly, "You are not worthy to be friends with me, answer me directly."

"A beast, so what if it drinks blood?" The green-robed youth snorted, and sacrificed his magic weapon at the same time.

"Dump the pot, how much blood he drank from you, you go and drink it back. Don't drink the dregs too, just drink the part you lost." Mo Wuji said lightly.

"You're looking for death." Hearing Mo Wuji's words, the young man in green robe was furious, and the full moon blade in his hand was about to hit Mo Wuji. Immediately he froze, at this moment he couldn't move at all, the invisible space bound him, it can be said that he couldn't move anything except his thoughts and mouth.

"Uncle Hu, save me..." Fear flashed in the young man's eyes, there is such a strong person, what kind of cultivation is this?

Uncle Hu is still an early human immortal, he just took a step, and then he found that he couldn't move either.

"Senior, please be merciful, we come from Mirage Mountain, and Mirage Mountain has rank five Loose Immortal experts..." Uncle Hu almost finished this sentence in one breath.

Seeing Shuiguo staring at him with excitement in his eyes, Mo Wuji kicked and said directly, "Go and drink your blood back, don't waste time."

"Yes, sir." Dumping the pot jumped excitedly at the young man in green robe. Under the terrified eyes of the young man in green robe, he landed on top of his head, lowered his head and bit the center of the other's eyebrows.

A stream of blood was like a blood arrow, rushing directly into the mouth of the dumping pot.

"Senior, please be merciful, that's the young master of Mirage Mountain..." Seeing that the dumping pot was really sucking blood, Uncle Hu was so anxious that he almost vomited blood, and his tone couldn't be coherent.

Mo Wuji didn't care at all, and said calmly, "Where is Mirage Mountain? What the hell are casual cultivators?"

Uncle Hu took a deep breath, he knew that he had to shut up the pot as quickly as possible, otherwise, even if the young master survived, he would be a useless person.

"Senior, rank one Loose Immortal is equivalent to the early stage of Celestial Immortal, and rank five Loose Immortal's strength is at the middle stage of Golden Immortal..." Uncle Hu said quickly.

"Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal?" Mo Wuji stared at Uncle Hu in surprise. Isn't this guy a monk in the cultivation world? Otherwise, how could it be possible to know Tianxian and Jinxian? You must know that when he was in Zhenxing, he didn't know the level of the fairy world.

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