But after a while, Tu Fei was slightly startled, looked at Zhao Wuji and looked at him carefully, and said: "Although I can't sense your cultivation level, my intuition tells me that you seem to have become stronger again."
"They and I only know that you are the Saint King." Tu Xiao said.
"That was all news a month ago." Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "My current level of cultivation cannot be said or explained."
After wiping out the five forbidden areas, Zhao Wuji devoured a lot. Whether it was the supreme essence and blood or the evil spirit in the forbidden areas, he did not waste a single bit and took them all.
The Art of Killing My Ming Dao is the existence of BUG in this life.
No wonder the legacy of great emperors throughout the ages is so coveted. Zhao Wuji lamented that he is the best example now.
"Tell me, Brother Zhao, let me give up." Tu Fei came forward and muttered: "It's been a month, how strong are you now?"
"Bigger ants." Zhao Wuji said, mocking himself: "Before I became emperor, I was all ants. I'm still far behind. According to this progress, I don't know when or what month I will be able to find them."
After saying this, Zhao Wuji raised his head and looked at the sky again.
Although what he said was true, when Tu Fei and his son heard these words, it was like a thunder...the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed with the Purple Gold Hammer.
"Brother Zhao is truly a god!" Tu Fei was completely impressed by this old man.
There was a pause.
"The situation is not optimistic. There are already people from the four regions of Kyushu who dare to come here and are looking for you. Little Immortal, I think it's better for you to avoid them." Tu Xiao suddenly spoke to comfort him at this moment.
"Don't worry, I won't harm your Tu family." Zhao Wuji was cunning and cunning. How could Tu Xiao's small thoughts and worries about protecting his shortcomings be hidden from his discernment? He could see through it at a glance: "I can still tell the difference between right and wrong, but I can't tell the difference between right and wrong.
But after this battle, how the Tu family develops in the future depends on you."
"Brother Zhao! I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will definitely repay you tenfold when Tu Dier becomes successful in the future!" Tu Fei's true temperament and domineering character are really suitable for the Barbarian God Art.
"Practice well, I have opened a dojo in the center of the Southern Territory." As Zhao Wuji spoke, he looked at the two of them and continued: "If someone is in trouble and asks you, you don't have to cover up for me, just tell them my location.
Can."
Both Tu Fei and Tu Xiao were silent. Only now did they know that Zhao Wuji risked his life to show up this time, but he still thought about their Tu family, and they were deeply afraid that their Tu family would be implicated in this...
"Alas..." Tu Xiao sighed, feeling ashamed of his previous petty thoughts.
"Let's go." After Zhao Wuji said this, his figure turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared between the sky and the earth.
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Southland Center.
Nine giant mountains converge at one point from all directions. Zao Wuji's dojo is at this point. When viewed from a high altitude, it looks like nine dragons protecting pearls.
The original appearance of this place was not like this. It was Zhao Wuji who used great means to peel off the source veins in several restricted areas to form the situation of "ten thousand dragons protect the Lord and the people worship".
In order to prepare for the coming storm, Zhao Wuji put in some real effort and arranged hundreds of formations, large and small. After all, he had not taken that step yet and was only at the peak of the Great Sage's cultivation.
Although Zhao Wuji has an invincible mentality and is not afraid of anyone, the current situation is the same as that of Emperor Zun back then. Thousands of people are attacking him, and he is also worried that he will capsize in the gutter.
Swish swish! swish swish!
When Zhao Wuji returned to the center of the dojo, he noticed that thousands of miles away, many local practitioners from the southern region were already lurking and watching, but he did not pay attention and began to meditate on a black enlightenment stone floating in the dojo.
"What is he going to do?"
"That's the Enlightenment Stone that's rare to see in ten thousand years! He wants to take that step."
"His cultivation is stronger than before. Is he going to make a breakthrough in enlightenment in full view of everyone and with countless people coveting him?"
"His wishful thinking is that once he enters the state of enlightenment, he must not interrupt it, otherwise the consequences will be very serious, and it is very likely that he will end up in vain."
"Yes, it's impossible that he didn't notice us people. He heard that the old antiques from the Red Dragon Holy Land have appeared. The devil Zao Wuji wants to become the Great Emperor at this moment. Just one word, death."
"It has been tens of thousands of years since the Great Emperor appeared. I heard that the sky monument leading to the entrance to the Immortal Realm exploded, and it is no longer possible to condense the Tianxin Seal..."
"This was the case with Zou Shenghua, the quasi-emperor of the demon clan who had the best chance of attaining enlightenment twenty thousand years ago. He failed to attain enlightenment."
"well……"
"Don't say too harsh words. Recently, many old antiques from the cultivating sects have figured out what they are doing. They have woken up one after another. They may have quietly entered the golden age."
"Yes, yes, I heard that on the ancient road leading to the immortal realm, some ancient creatures that are still alive have gone to the end of the ancient road again to fight for that immortal!"
When everyone saw Zhao Wuji's meditating posture, they started talking in confusion.
However, this kind of noise did not last long. Soon, the atmosphere was broken by a figure. He had white hair and stepped on the void. Golden Dao lines were revealed at every step, which was visible to the naked eye! He also carried a bronze coffin on his back.
!
It's a coffin bearer!
After seeing clearly who was coming, some people opened their mouths in shock! There is a legend circulating in this star field that anyone who encounters a coffin-carrying Taoist, regardless of their level of cultivation, will eventually disappear!
There are countless Tianjiao Beilu who have come into contact with him over the past ten thousand years, and some of the saints, saints, and even saints of the Holy Land have not been spared.
"I didn't expect the coffin-carrying Taoist to be real?!"
"Oh my God! I'm so lucky to be able to see this kind of existence that is more mysterious than the creatures in the restricted area!"
"I'm going to make a fool of myself! Spicy pills, spicy pills, I didn't expect to wake up this person!"
Countless people were horrified, their voices lowered a lot!
At this time, on the Enlightenment Stone in the center of the dojo, Zhao Wuji slowly opened his eyes, and naturally noticed the presence of the coffin-carrying man.
"It seems that the first person to come here is not an easy person to be able to breathe quietly into my formation~" Zhao Wuji spoke first, but his expression did not change at all.
"By taking the initiative to enter the coffin, you will be spared the pain of being tortured by the poor Taoist." The Taoist carrying the coffin had a childlike face, but his appearance was pessimistic, as if he was very aggrieved.
Boom!
The monk carrying the coffin finished speaking and took a step forward. The bronze coffin behind him fell into the void. The powerful vibration was like a stone falling into a lake, causing huge waves and ripples to sweep in all directions!
Fortunately, it was within Zhao Wuji's restriction, otherwise the onlookers hiding around him would definitely suffer...
"No one in this world who can save me has been born yet." Zhao Wuji felt the pressure and huge waves. He remained motionless, with only his clothes fluttering slightly. He looked at the coffin-carrying Taoist: "You are the first one to come.
Tell me how you want to die."
"Then there's no need to talk." The man carrying the coffin still looked aggrieved, but without any hesitation when speaking, he suddenly slapped the coffin with his palm, and with a roar, the coffin flew like a dragon, shooting towards Zhao with a layer of terrifying cyan miasma.
Wuji!
During this period, the Dao patterns around the coffin glowed with golden luster, and a supreme power burst out! Wherever it passed, the space was distorted, and even with Zhao Wuji's restriction, cracks still appeared in the void!