The benefits of the first thousand four hundred and sixty-six chapters of the Holy Luck
"That Qinglongzi is good. Most of the people are still on the first platform, but he is far ahead and has reached the second platform." Cao Rong's eyes flickered and he murmured in a low voice as he looked at the platform in front of him.
On the first platform, the energy barrier on its surface was extremely tough. Most of the warriors who arrived on the first platform punched it, but were directly shaken by the force of the shock, causing them to vomit blood and fly backwards.
The stronger warriors performed better. They used their special skills to continuously bombard the barrier, but apart from causing some ripples in the barrier, they were unable to smash the barrier.
Only a very small number of warriors are extremely powerful. With one punch, they can blast a hole into the energy barrier and then successfully enter the first platform.
As for those invincible emperors and semi-saint-level warriors in the Nine Nether Realms, they can break through the wall very fast, breaking through the energy barrier into a hole as high as a person in the blink of an eye.
"It seems that there are still a lot of geniuses hidden in the Nine Nether Realms!"
Zhuo Wen and Long Tian 'reluctantly' smashed the energy barrier. The moment they stepped onto the first platform, they were shocked to find that there were nearly a hundred people faster than them. Most of these nearly a hundred people were in the Invincible Emperor.
And the cultivation of a semi-saint.
And terrifying geniuses like Qing Longzi, who are already saints, have already reached the end of the second platform and will soon be able to reach the third platform.
"Walk!"
Zhuo Wen and Long Tian did not waste time. Without exposing too much, they destroyed the exit of the first platform and entered the second platform through the rope bridge.
A large hall stands on the second platform. The surface of the hall is filled with majestic majesty. The front door is open and it is pitch black inside.
As soon as the two of them entered the hall, they heard a series of screams, and soon they were shocked to find that several high-level Emperor realm warriors who were ahead of the two of them had died in strange explosions.
"Huh? What?" Long Tian frowned slightly, obviously a little confused.
“You’ll know once you go in and take a look.”
Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice and walked towards the depths of the hall.
However, the moment he took his first step, a dense sound of piercing the air suddenly came suddenly, as if countless arrows were shooting out from around him, stabbing towards Zhuo Wen's vital parts.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and stepped out with his feet, like a ghost, dodging the countless noises that came through the air.
At the moment when the last wave of sound breaking through the air sounded, Zhuo Wen touched it with his right hand, and then took a closer look and discovered that the sound breaking through the air was actually a strange insect.
This insect is about the size of a thumb, covered with silver scales, and has a mouth as sharp as a fine needle.
At this moment, the insect was lying in Zhuo Wen's palm, twisting constantly, and its sharp mouth stabbed into Zhuo Wen's flesh, trying to get into Zhuo Wen's body.
However, this insect was obviously in vain. Zhuo Wen was now a minor saint. Even if he did not actively trigger the power of the holy body, his physical body was much harder than that of ordinary warriors.
Crushing the bugs into powder, Zhuo Wen said calmly to Long Tian: "They are just a bunch of useless bugs, come with me."
Long Tian nodded, jumped up, and immediately followed Zhuo Wen.
Along the way, countless weird bugs swooped in and tried to get into the bodies of the two of them, but they were all wiped out by Zhuo Wen, and they passed through the interior of the hall unimpeded.
The latecomers to the main hall were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
"That guy actually used his body to directly resist that weird insect? I remember that a warrior before, even if he took out a high-level defensive imperial weapon, it was of no avail."
"Are these bugs strong on the outside but weak on the inside? Let me give it a try."
One of the seventh-level emperor-level warriors who did not believe in evil gave a loud shout and stormed out. However, not far away, countless air-piercing sounds flashed past, and then the warrior exploded and died.
Hiss!
For a moment, many warriors who gathered at the entrance of the hall and did not dare to move forward took a breath of cold air.
Walking out of the main hall, Zhuo Wen immediately saw the third platform in front of him, where stood upright wooden stakes.
At this moment, the first five hundred wooden piles have been occupied by people.
Zhuo Wen and Long Tian jumped up and landed firmly on the 501st and 502nd wooden stakes, as stable as Mount Tai.
Among them, the most eye-catching ones are undoubtedly the top twenty wooden stakes, among which Qinglongzi occupies the first wooden stake, Yan Ruhuo is second, Yang Yi is third, and Desert Island Ghost is fourth, followed closely
The fifth one is also the magic text of the desert island, and the sixth one is Lu Hantian.
What surprised Zhuo Wen was that Lu Hantian had already achieved a breakthrough and became a saint at some unknown time. The faintly revealed holy power was extremely terrifying.
The other clone of Zhuo Wen, Buddha Wen, is at the thirteenth wooden post, while Wu Die is at the fifteenth wooden post, and the Lord of Tai Mo is at the seventeenth wooden post.
Among the first twenty wooden stakes, there are four in the Dragon Nether Realm, three in the Divine Nether Realm, three in the Desolate Nether Realm, three in the Demon Nether Realm, two in the Flower Nether Realm, and one in each of the other Nether Realms.
But there is naturally no one in Wuyou Realm. After all, the high-end geniuses in Wuyou Realm have been completely wiped out by Zhuo Wen.
The two of them had no intention of competing for the wooden stakes in front of them. Zhuo Wen knew very well that this was only the first level of the Jiuyou Conference. Here, the amount of holy luck obtained was actually not much different from the final amount of holy luck.
big relationship.
After all, the one who laughs at the end is the ultimate winner. Zhuo Wen knows very well that the next few levels of the Jiuyou Conference are the most critical this time.
As time went by, many warriors arrived one after another. After all, not every warrior could clear the level as fast as Qing Longzi.
Outside the Nine Nether Sky Terrace, the leaders of the Nine Nether Realms all had smiles on their faces, but the face of Wuhou in the Wu Nether Realm was extremely ugly.
Because, among the 3,000 wooden stakes, their Martial Nether Realm occupies very few places, and they are all relatively far back. There is no doubt that the Holy Luck they will receive by then will be very, very little.
"Damn Zhuo Wen!"
Wu Hou is so angry. If it weren't for Na Zhuo Wen, their Wuyou Realm wouldn't be in such a mess. This time, there is no one in the top 100. It's really embarrassing.
Especially when he saw the joking looks from other leaders of Netherland, Wu Hou wished he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl in.
"Noon is coming soon. Please wait patiently. The Holy Fortune is about to be born." Cao Rong said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, many warriors in Muzhuang were extremely excited, and Zhuo Wen and Long Tian were no exception.
However, after Zhuo Wen got excited, he looked around and frowned slightly, because he could not sense any breath of heavenly insects among these three thousand people.
"Huh? Logically speaking, the insect should not have missed the Nine Nether Conference that day. Why can't I even sense a breath of it?" Zhuo Wen muttered to himself helplessly.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen also noticed that Cao Rong from the Chaos Temple was also carefully looking at everyone present. Although he seemed casual, Zhuo Wen could feel that Cao Rong was probably looking for something.
"It seems that the Chaos Temple has really discovered clues about the Celestial Insects, otherwise it would not have sent a Heavenly Sage-level saint and a Xuansheng Master." Zhuo Wen thought to himself.
Although Zhuo Wen really wanted to report to Cao Rong that the Celestial Insect clone was being sheltered by the Qinglong Palace, he did not dare to do so now. After all, the Immortal Sacred Artifact on his body was attractive to too many people.
At that time, he hadn't told the story about the sky bug, but he had caused a lot of trouble, which was really not worth the gain.
What he is most worried about now is that after five years, the strength of the insect has reached unknown levels.
"Noon has arrived!"
Cao Rong's high-pitched voice suddenly rang out, and immediately the three thousand warriors on the wooden piles all raised their heads, their eyes full of excitement.
Even Yang Yi, who looked lazy, raised his head with a playful smile in his eyes.
boom!
I saw a dazzling golden light coming from the depths of Jiuyoutian.
This golden light is very strange. Even the dark Jiuyou Sky is dyed endless golden yellow by this golden light.
This golden light came very quickly and reached the sky above Jiuyou Tiantai in an instant.
"Is this the Holy Luck?"
Looking at the golden light that almost dyed the entire Nine Nether Sky into gold, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice.
However, his eyes did not focus on the golden light, but fell on the depths of the Nine Nether Sky where the golden light swept over. How did this so-called holy luck come into being in that endless void?
Zhuo Wen was very curious.
boom!
Endless golden light spread over the Jiuyou rooftop, and suddenly burst into golden light.
At the same time, the surface of the upright wooden piles on the third platform lit up with complicated runes. The power of this rune rose into the sky, like a big hand, absorbing countless golden rays.
Within the wooden pile.
The wooden pile where Zhuo Wen was sitting also had the power of runes gushing out, and Zhuo Wen found that the closer the wooden pile was, the stronger the power of the runes, and the more golden light it could absorb.
The power of the runes soon returned, and it also brought a golden light.
The power of the runes returned to the wooden pile, and the golden light poured into Zhuo Wen's body. Then Zhuo Wen discovered that as the golden light poured in, his understanding of his own laws suddenly felt enlightened.
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The previous doubts about the law were completely solved at this moment, as if he had fallen into an epiphany.
"Is this the effect of holy luck?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed with surprise. No wonder everyone said that holy luck can help become a saint. It turned out to be the case.
This holy luck poured into his body can actually make him understand the power of his own laws more deeply. As he understands the power of his laws more deeply, it will naturally not be difficult to break through the saint.
After all, breaking through to become a saint only requires an opportunity, and this opportunity is to have a deep enough understanding of the power of the law and be able to integrate it.
"This shred of holy luck is not enough. If I could get more holy luck, maybe my feeling for the power of the law would be several times, dozens or even hundreds of times deeper than now."
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes became a little fiery, staring at the other warriors around him with a trace of greed in his eyes.