Zhao Wuji was practicing in his own hall. He was sitting cross-legged, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. The surrounding spiritual stones were constantly being consumed, and their essence was being absorbed.
Xiao Yun looked at the hill-like spiritual stone, which was quickly absorbed by Zhao Wuji. The ancient holy body showed a powerful momentum, and the golden light enveloped the entire hall.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, and two golden lights shot towards Xiao Yun.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Wuji frowned and looked at Xiao Yun. He was a little unhappy at being disturbed while practicing.
Xiao Yun looked at the spiritual stones piled up like a hillside next to Zhao Wuji and said with a smile: "You are so cunning. While collecting the cultivation resources from our Chaos Holy Land, you are also taking the cultivation resources from the Ancient Holy Land. Your current cultivation
There are many more resources than me.
"This is a win-win situation for both sides! I have to say that this boy Zao Wuji is indeed cunning.
Of course, this is also Zhao Wuji's advantage.
Although Zhao Wuji is now a follower of Xiao Yun, but with his own talents, the Holy Land of Chaos will naturally not treat him as an ordinary follower, and support Zhao Wuji completely according to the treatment of the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Chaos.
The same is true for the Ancient Holy Land. They will not give up on Zhao Wuji just like that. Even if Zhao Wuji does not stay in the Ancient Holy Land, as long as the relationship between them is still there, it doesn't matter whether they are in the Ancient Holy Land or not. Zhao Wuji will become stronger in the future.
, can we still not miss the feelings of the ancient holy land?