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Calamity of Tomorrow - Chapter 451

Published at 27th of July 2022 05:41:38 AM


Chapter 451

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Zhou Bai's stupid map has already clicked five stars, and there are still four stars left. At this moment, he looked at the content of the sixth star.

Wuxiang pollution limit: improve your comprehensive adaptability to the distortion of heaven, and the upper limit of pollution is increased to 105.

Cultivation method: (directly passed by Zhou BAI)

Laziness (0 / 1.7 million)

"This star point is still good. The increase of the upper limit of pollution degree not only makes me more comfortable in using dusk Taoism, but also enhances my polluted body from the other hand. After all, the higher the pollution degree is, the higher the damage reduction of the polluted body is."

While thinking, Zhou Bai injected the laziness value into the 'no thought pollution limit'. In an instant, a sharp pain came from his body and brain. Zhou Bai snorted stiffly and instantly arched up, like a cooked shrimp.

"Why is it so painful?!"

At the moment, he felt as if every inch of his body had been torn, and there was no place in his body that was not in severe pain.

The pain almost flooded his brain, making him roar, and the yuan divine power acted slightly... Directly stimulated several hidden * * positions of the body, temporarily making himself faint.

After a long time, Zhou Bai gradually woke up and felt his nose itching. A big tail was sweeping around his face. At the same time, his body was heavy and heavy, like a stone blocking his chest.

Zhou Bai opened his eyes, looked and said, "Aisha, you're going to crush me."

Aisha got up and said curiously, "Zhou Bai, are you awake? Christina said you knocked yourself unconscious. Why?"

Christina rolled her eyes. "Look at his promise. He can't help but feel a little pain. He even wants to stun himself."

Zhou Bai checked his body and felt that there was nothing wrong. Hearing Christina's words, he replied, "do you know what fighting for wisdom or strength is? I almost died of pain just now, and the fool just resisted."

After checking his body, Zhou Bai looked at the panel of the auxiliary cultivation system again: pollution degree: 30/105

"Haha, the upper limit of pollution has indeed increased." Zhou Bai is very satisfied with this. Looking at the remaining laziness value, after spending 1.7 million, there are still 1.3 million laziness values left.

Although Zhou Bai spent so much laziness in one breath, he didn't care about it, and even wanted to laugh, because his business is booming now. With the efforts of Yan Shan and others, more and more immortal gods have come to Xiyue city to take courses.

After a while, Zhou Bai put on his mask again and went to the room he had made an appointment with Yan Shan and others. Today, a new fairy seed came to class.

Although Yan Shan and others can pull people, they are not as persuasive as Zhou Bai, and the number of immortal gods is only thousands, each of which is a valuable resource.

Therefore, Zhou Bai insisted on going to battle in person every day and worked hard for more than two hours in class. He did not relax because the company became bigger and stronger.

……

While Zhou Bai was practicing hard, he was in the Jianling hall in Xiyue city.

Jian Hui, the most powerful genius of the new generation of Jijian Pavilion, is sitting on the ground, with thousands of swords surging around him, each displaying different sword skills.

These are the swords worn by the friars of Jijian Pavilion who died on the battlefield in the past history. There are still countless sword meanings of the sages. They were found and enshrined in the Jianling hall.

At this moment, these swords admit the qualification of Jianhui, and let Jianhui read their sword meaning and accept the inheritance of the strong in the Jijian Pavilion of previous dynasties.

In the center of the lobby, four long swords were quietly inserted on the base, which were the swords of four Supreme elders left by the extreme sword pavilion after the distortion of the heaven.

Three of them look rotten and shabby, and only one of them is still wrinkled and shining, emitting dazzling brilliance. It is the last supreme elder in the Jijian Pavilion, the elder Tianjian.

At this moment, the elder of Tianjian observed the appearance of Jianhui's cultivation, and nodded secretly in his heart: "after the battle of Xiyue City, Jianhui was obviously stimulated, his mind was more mature, and he worked harder."

"Before this time, he had a chance to hit the sixth realm."

"Unfortunately, three months is too short. Jianhui must not be able to learn our 'chaotic heavenly punishment sword'."

At the thought of the news from Leiyin temple, elder Tianjian felt a little heavy in his heart.

"Does Wanxian island also cultivate four peerless geniuses? It can be built into the heart seal of the Tathagata of three secrets and three karma. If the other three people have this level, I'm afraid this time the great Luo Tian's theory..."

At this time, the sound of footsteps sounded, and Jianhui suddenly opened his eyes. With the roar of ten thousand swords, Dao Dao Jian Qi aimed at the direction of the sound of footsteps.

The elder Tianjian looked coldly at the direction of the sound, and saw Li Xiuzhu coming in the dark, dressed in white, unable to feel the fluctuation of Yuan divine power, and looked like an ordinary person.

Elder Tianjian: "Li Xiuzhu? What are you doing here?"

With the words of the elder Tianjian, the whole Jianling hall seemed to tremble slightly. The ground, walls, and even the ubiquitous air and light seemed to become sword gas. The endless sword gas filled the air. Li Xiuzhu breathed gently, and a strong stabbing pain came from his windpipe, as if he had inhaled the sword gas into his body.

Jian Hui secretly said in his heart: 'Fantian cult leader lixiuzhu? How dare he break into the sword hall alone? "

Li Xiuzhu looked at the elder Tianjian and said in awe, "Yan Zhenjun of the plague Department performed an ritual. At the cost of dozens of monks, he made a distorted weapon, and I grabbed it."

Hearing this, the elder Tianjian was surprised. The ubiquitous sword gas in the air seemed to slowly begin to dissipate: "what do you want to do?"

"Human beings must master our own distortion weapons, and we must have the technical strength to manufacture distortion weapons.

Otherwise, we will never have the right to speak in front of the demons and the court of heaven. " Li Xiuzhu said, "there are not enough people on my side. I need four major departments to support me and help me complete the research of distortion weapons."

Elder Tianjian: "how can you prove that what you said is true?"

Li Xiuzhu grabbed a blood red knife from his clothes. There were countless large and small eyes on the knife. They turned together and looked at the shape of jianlingtang, as if it were a living creature. It was the blood melting magic knife made by Yan Zhenjun of the plague department.

At the moment of seeing the blood melting magic knife, the elder Tianjian shook slightly, and the distortion in his body seemed to be slightly aggravated. He immediately said, "put it away."

Li Xiuzhu stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The bloody magic knife in front of him immediately disappeared.

The elder Tianjian stabilized his spirit for a while. After ten minutes, he said, "the study of distorted weapons involves the changes of heaven and void. It can't be concealed from the heaven. Once they find you, they will launch an unprecedented hunt for you, and will also try every means to block the study of distorted weapons. The pressure is unimaginable."

"So what? Only by mastering distortion weapons can we really stand up and not be bullied." Li Xiuzhu said, "as long as we can master distortion weapons, we will not hesitate to sacrifice our generation."





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