Time flies, two years have passed.

In the past two years, the changes in the entire Ziyuan Realm have become more and more dramatic. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has become richer many times, and various underground ruins have appeared one after another.

Even the weeds on the roadside can grow spiritual fruits!

In such a favorable environment, there are naturally talented people like rain, and the world seems to be venting, releasing all the geniuses that have been accumulated for tens of thousands of years.

This is an era of arrogance and arrogance.

All kinds of amazing talents are constantly rising.

It's a pity that Yu Wuya can no longer feel that passion, because, to him now, the competition between these so-called geniuses is like fighting with children.

Now, he is a parent!

The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws has developed rapidly in the past two years, and many talented people are trying to join the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws, because this place has been vaguely revered as the first holy land.

Not number one in Dongzhou.

But number one in the entire Ziyuan Realm!

No matter how the world develops harmoniously, the weak will always eat the strong, and the strong will naturally become stronger with more resources and a better environment.

The prosperity of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas is naturally not surprising.

In fact, some of the major superpowers in the five continents are already proposing to establish a human alliance.

Although it's just a sign.

But once an idea is born, it is out of control. A single spark can start a prairie fire, and it is only a matter of time before it becomes a reality...

Regarding this kind of thing, Yu Wuya naturally remained silent.

Even the entire Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws prohibits similar topics.

Because he has to avoid suspicion.

Although he has the ambition and the strength, his appearance should not be too ugly, and he should be modest when he should be humble.

Therefore, he has been in silent retreat for the past two years.

Let public opinion ferment first...

In the past two years, he has consumed a large amount of rare treasures, especially those accumulated over the endless years of the Xihai Dynasty, and there are countless magical objects.

Anything exposed to the outside world can cause chaos and bloodshed.

But at this time, he was enjoying it all by himself.

The strong can always occupy more resources easily. It may be difficult for the weak to become strong, but it is only natural for the strong to become stronger.

Therefore, in just two years of hard work, his cultivation reached the peak of the Demigod Realm, and he was only a little short of reaching the True God Realm!

Cultivation requires resources!

Many protagonists are able to reach the top of the world within a few years, relying on various great adventures and great opportunities that exceed their own realm.

And now, the treasures he has obtained are treasures that are rare for true gods and even gods. For him, a demigod, it is naturally very effective...

And this day.

The Ten Thousand Dharma Holy Land held another disciple recruitment meeting.

After a fierce battle, in the end, thirty talented people who had recently become famous passed many tests and became outer disciples.

An inner disciple took these new disciples to visit the sect.

"Look, those ruins are the ruins of Wuya Peak. The Holy King lived there before he rose to power."

"It is also a place with historical significance, because it was there that several demigod ancestors of the sect handed over the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas to the Holy Lord Wuya who only cultivated in the Celestial Realm. From then on, his legend began, and

The beginning of the glory of our Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas."

The inner disciple had a look of fanaticism in his eyes.

There is also some sadness and regret.

He only joined the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws in the past few years, so he did not see the scene when Saint King Wuya came to power at a young age and was full of high spirits.

"These ancestors are really wise and discerning. They saw the extraordinary qualities of the Holy Lord at that time and handed over the sect to the Holy Lord."

"Perhaps it is this kind of power and position that makes Wuya Saint Lord unstoppable, sweeping everything, and becoming an unparalleled figure."

"Hey, it's a pity that those ancestors are still in retreat. It's even possible that they have died in the retreat place."

The inner disciple sighed.

Perhaps, dying inside would be the most honorable end for these ancestors. At least, they could leave a glorious image to the younger generations.

Otherwise, if it comes out...

I'm afraid I'm going to fall off the altar!

After all, in the past few years, the world has recovered rapidly, and Saint Lord Wuya has brought massive resources to the sect. In the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws, more than twenty demigods have been born, and even five new ones have been added.

A true god of casual cultivation.

Under such a background, if a few demigod ancestors emerge as demigods, they will definitely be forgotten by everyone. Even if they break through to the true gods, they will no longer have the status they once had.

Even... they don't even have the qualifications to oppose whatever Saint Lord Wuya says, and no one in the entire Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas will listen to them!

so.

Even if they are still alive, they are already dead.

Such an ending is really disappointing...

"Hey, what is that!"

Suddenly, a new disciple pointed to a lonely mountain peak. There was a small square on the mountain peak, and many old disciples were lining up, seemingly visiting something.

The other new disciples also looked over, and then showed doubts.

"Haha, that is the platform to guard against arrogance in our Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas. Our disciples in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas pay homage to it every day to remind ourselves that there are people outside the world and there is a sky beyond the sky. We must not be arrogant or complacent at any time."

The inner disciple smiled calmly.

There was a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth.

A new disciple flew up a little, looked over, and exclaimed: "That's... the mark of a pair of knees?!"

"What??"

"knee?!"

Suddenly, other new disciples stretched their necks to look over there, but they did not dare to fly too high, after all, they were just new disciples.

"Don't be surprised, this is the mark of a pair of knees."

The inner disciple smiled and said: "More than two years ago, a young man named Ji Xuan provoked the seniors of our sect. After being taught a lesson, he brought his demigod brothers over to make trouble, hoping to make me use all methods.

The Holy Land is embarrassed.”

"Haha, at that time they thought that there were no demigods in our Holy Land of All Laws, and their attitude was arrogant. Unfortunately, our Holy Lord has already broken through the realm of demigods, and suppressed his demigod brother with one move."

"Originally, they were making trouble unreasonably, but this Ji Xuan, after the failure, even said arrogantly that he wanted to make a three-year agreement with the Holy Lord."

The sarcasm on his face became even stronger: "There are always some people who think that they have superior talents and can despise everything. Haha, they think that as long as they have enough time, they can surpass the Holy Lord... But they never thought that the Holy Lord

I'm not much older than him."

"He can't compete with him in terms of strength, but he's still far behind in terms of talent. How can such a person have the courage to challenge the Holy Lord?"

"It's simply unreasonable!"

"As we all know, arrogance has to pay a price, so Saint Lord Wuya suppressed the arrogant person on this arrogance guarding platform with his hands, making him kneel on his knees, leaving such a shameful legacy.

Imprint."

"The Holy Lord said, let's see if he has the courage to erase this mark in three years!"

"Calculating the time, three years are almost here. I'm afraid that boy is..."

"Boom——"

Before the inner disciple finished speaking, the sky trembled violently, a dark crack appeared in the sky, and a golden ancient mirror came out.

"Buzz buzz!"

The magical mirror quickly grew in size, and the golden mirror surface swirled like water, forming a huge vortex.

"Whoosh!"

One after another golden figures flew out of the mirror, and immediately, the majestic pressure swept over like a tide, sweeping across the Wanfa Mountains with mighty force.

"ah!"

"what happened?!"

"puff!"

Many disciples in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas were pressed to the ground on the spot. Some senior figures tried to resist with force, but were suppressed until they vomited blood.

Even when the five powerful true gods and more than twenty demigods tried to fly into the air, they were suppressed by several waves of pressure and fell to the ground.

"More than thirty true gods, three gods...what a terrifying lineup."

"What kind of force is this!"

Each of these top experts from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws looked horrified and their expressions were extremely solemn. Such a lineup was indeed a bit terrifying.

At this time, a figure with bright golden light walked out from the group of strong men. He had a handsome and resolute face, his hair was golden, and his cold and arrogant voice echoed.
Chapter completed!