Chapter 220: Advance to the True God of Three Calamities
Zhuo Wen spent three months recuperating in the main hall before he completely recovered from the serious injuries in his body.
"The name of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Emperor sounds so domineering, how can he be so shabby? I have been searching in this hall for a long time, but I can't find any bird feathers. Is this guy just showing off?"
Zhuo Wen opened his eyes and immediately heard Xiao Hei's extremely dissatisfied voice.
During these three months, Zhuo Wen was recovering from his injuries, while Xiao Hei was running around crazily in the hall, trying to find something in the hall, but unfortunately, he found nothing.
"The body of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Emperor is Devourer. Since it was Brahma who defeated him, I'm afraid that all the good things have been taken away by Brahma. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to place the Valley of the Fallen Devil on the fifteenth floor of the trial ground in a dignified manner.
Zhuo Wen laughed.
Xiao Hei was a little annoyed, and immediately looked at Zhuo Wen and said, "How about the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Book?"
Zhuo Wen, who was sitting on the other side and was dressed in black, slowly stood up. At this moment, there was no longer any aura of gnawing on his body, and everything was covered by the strong demonic aura.
Even if Zhuo Wen in black doesn't need "All Lives Have No Appearance", I'm afraid no one will be able to find out that Zhuo Wen in black is bite, unless someone completely breaks the demonic energy on Zhuo Wen in black.
Another point is that Zhuo Wen in black has practiced the "Swallowing Heaven Magic Book", and his devouring power is much stronger than before.
This devouring power is not manifested in the volume of devoured objects, but in devouring energy.
When Zhuo Wen survived the thunder disaster, the swallowing vortex was easily destroyed by thunder, but it is different now. With the practice of the Sky-Swallowing Magic Book, Zhuo Wen is confident that even if Zhuo Wen in black survives the twentieth thunder disaster, he will probably be very sure of success.
"Then how do we get out of here?" Xiao Hei frowned.
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, then picked up the Demonic Stone in the center of the hall and said: "This Demonic Stone is the center of the Demonic Valley. In the past ten years, I have studied this Demonic Stone thoroughly."
With that said, Zhuo Wen threw the magic stone to Zhuo Wen in black, and saw the evil energy from Zhuo Wen's right hand entering it.
Creak!
The originally closed door of the main hall slowly opened. Outside the door, there was the Devil's Falling Valley where the demonic energy was billowing. This hall was located in the core area of the Falling Devil's Valley.
"Do you want to leave this Demon Falling Valley now?" Xiao Hei asked in a deep voice.
Zhuo Wen smiled and said: "Although the real good things of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Emperor were taken away by Brahma, the rich reserves of disaster crystals in the Falling Demon Valley cannot be abandoned like this, and I also plan to practice here for a while.
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With that said, Zhuo Wen in black handed the Demonic Stone to Xiao Hei and said: "Xiao Hei, the Demonic Stone contains detailed information about the Demonic Valley. In addition to the disaster crystal, there is also a mineral vein called the Magic Gold Holy Stone...
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"What? The magic gold holy stone? Where is it?" Xiao Hei immediately shouted excitedly.
"It should be in the north of the Fallen Demon Valley. There are many restrictions around the Fallen Demon Valley. Only with the Demonic Stone can you freely enter and exit the Demonic Valley. If you want the Magic Gold Holy Stone, take the Demonic Stone and go to the north to have a look."
Zhuo Wen said, summoned the flame beast, patted the flame beast's forehead and said: "By the way, you can take this big guy to find all the disaster crystals in the Falling Demon Valley. This disaster crystal is of great use.
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The disaster crystals in Fallen Demon Valley are definitely far more than the sum of the disaster crystals in the first fourteen levels of trial land, and the effect of this kind of thing on Xutian and above is not as good as the true god. It is actually useless for Zhuo Wen to have so many.
But you must know that he is not alone. There are many warriors in the internal world of Qiu, as well as Zhuo Wen's Long family members.
As Zhuo Wen continued to provide resources for Tiankai Star, and even put the entire Ziwei Galaxy into the inner world of Qiu, more and more gods came to Tiankai Star, and even some true gods appeared.
However, the monks on Tianjiaixing are all relatively young after all, so there are not that many truly strong ones.
And with enough disaster crystals, the cultivators in Tianjiaixing and even the entire Ziwei galaxy will definitely be able to practice much faster.
Especially true gods, as long as their pursuit is not too high, they can quickly advance through three or four disasters using disaster crystals.
Zhuo Wen knows that with continuous development, there will be more and more true gods in Tiankai Star and Ziwei Galaxy, and there will also be many powerful people in Xutian.
"no problem!"
Xiao Hei grinned and immediately summoned the Bleeding Immortal, saying: "Xiao Xuezi, go dig the magic gold holy stone veins with me, Mr. Long. If there are enough reserves of that thing, it can directly upgrade us to the best true artifact, and it may even be possible.
Reaching the level of Xutian artifact."
The blood fairy's eyes shone brightly and he said quickly: "Don't worry, Mr. Long, little Xuezi will go with you. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to blow, I will never fart..."
After the Blood Immortal had finished flattering him, Xiao Hei left the hall satisfied with the Blood Immortal Sword and the Jidao Fire Sword.
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"Zhuowen hasn't come out yet?"
Outside the Falling Demon Valley, Yu Shan was sitting cross-legged on a rock. Her beautiful eyes fell on the Falling Demon Valley where the demonic aura was billowing, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.
She waited here for more than three months, but Zhuo Wen showed no sign of coming out. After hesitating for a while, Yu Shan carved a sentence on the rock and left the Devil's Valley.
She has spent a total of fifty years in the Trial Land, and she has wasted ten years in the Fallen Demon Valley. It is impossible for her to stay on the fifteenth floor forever. She longs to enter the eighteenth floor.
Half a year has passed. During this half year, Xiao Hei and the flame beast searched the entire Fallen Demon Valley.
Ever since Xiao Hei discovered the Magic Gold Holy Stone at the back of Fallen Demon Valley, he has regarded Fallen Demon Valley as a treasure land and wants to discover other mineral veins here.
However, what disappoints Xiao Hei is that except for the veins of magic gold holy stones, it has gained nothing. The only thing it has gained is the endless disaster crystals.
The number of disaster crystals in Fallen Demon Valley exceeds Zhuo Wen and Xiao Hei's imagination.
Xiao Hei's spiritual ring space was already huge enough, but he had to install it ten times before transporting all the disaster crystals in the Fallen Demon Valley back to the central hall of the Fallen Demon Valley.
After searching the Devil's Valley, both Zhuo Wen and Xiao Hei began a long retreat in the main hall.
Zhuo Wen in black survived the sixteenth thunder disaster in the third year, the seventeenth thunder disaster in the fifth year, the eighteenth thunder disaster in the seventh year, and the nineteenth thunder disaster in the tenth year.
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It's been another ten years, and Zhuo Wen in white slowly stood up. The aura on his body was extremely vast, and an unimaginable aura of fire spread out from his body.
"If you survive the tenth fire, then I will be directly promoted to the True God of Three Disasters!"
Zhuo Wen in white murmured in a low voice before rushing out of the hall, surrounded by forty-eight Wubei magic gold swords burning with Tiangang demon fire.
Possessing the Beginningless Demonic Gold Sword attached to the Tiangang Demonic Fire, Zhuo Wendu in white is not particularly afraid of fire.
Because the Tiangang Demonic Fire has the property of swallowing all flames, it can be said to be full of demonic nature. Even the fires of the Two Disaster True Gods can still be swallowed up without fail.
Zhuo Wen in Bai managed to survive the first nine fires with ease by relying on Tiangang Demonic Fire.
As soon as Zhuo Wen in white left the hall, streams of purple flames began to pour out from the spring holes on his feet.
This flame was like a sharp sword, spreading along Zhuo Wen's Yongquan point and towards his limbs and bones, as if it was going to burn all the internal organs in his body.
Zhuo Wen did not panic, but carefully controlled the Tiangang Demonic Fire on the surface of the Beginningless Demonic Golden Sword, pouring into his meridians. The meridian plexus in his waist and abdomen all contained the purple fire coming from the bottom up.
Intercepted.
This process is actually very painful. Two different flames are fighting in the internal organs of the body. The pain is like life being worse than death.
About two hours later, the Tiangang Demonic Fire finally suppressed the Purple Fire, and Zhuo Wen's pale face gradually softened.
Although he has the assistance of Tiangang Demonic Fire, Zhuo Wen is actually very nervous every time he survives a fire.
The Tiangang Demonic Fire is good, but it is far less powerful than the Heavenly Thunder Eye. Moreover, Zhuo Wen in black is still in seclusion and has lost the powerful devouring vortex, so Zhuo Wen's tenth fire is extra special.
Careful.
After surviving the tenth fire, Zhuo Wen's aura surged again, and his aura was several times more powerful than before.
"Finally, I have been promoted to the True God of Three Disasters!"
Zhuo Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curved.
Although the original deity is a human being and is not as powerful and perverted as the clone, but relying on his many trump cards, even without relying on the devouring clone, Zhuo Wenzun should have a combat power that is about as high as Xutian Yideng.
Of course, if he had the gift of Devouring Purgatory and the blessing of Taoist power, Zhuo Wen would probably be comparable to Xu Tian Er Deng.
"If Zhuo Wen in black can successfully survive the twentieth thunder disaster, he will be able to become a powerful True God of Thunder. With True God of Thunder and his powerful talent of swallowing, he may be able to rival the powerful men from the Four Heavens.
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Zhuo Wen in white returned to the main hall and his eyes fell on Zhuo Wen in black who was sitting cross-legged not far away.
At that time, Ziwei Xingjun became the True God of Extreme Thunder and the True God of Extreme Fire at the same time, and his strength was comparable to that of Xutian Qideng.
Although Zhuo Wen in black has only become the True God of Thunder, his strength is naturally not as strong as that of Ziwei Xingjun back then, but he should not be weaker than Xu Tian Si Deng.
Of course, this is just Zhuo Wen's guess. How black-clad Zhuo Wen's final combat power will be depends on how black-clothed Zhuo Wen successfully survives the twentieth thunder disaster.
"Another batch of disaster crystals has been used up!"
Zhuo Wen in white looked at the few disaster crystals left behind Zhuo Wen in black, and quickly took out many disaster crystals from the spiritual ring, and piled them up to more than ten meters high behind Zhuo Wen in black.
Originally, Zhuo Wen thought that there were enough disaster crystals in Fallen Demon Valley, but now that he discovered the terrifying appetite of Zhuo Wen in black, he realized that he was too naive.
Especially when the thunder disaster got worse, Lian Zhuowen was stunned by the disaster crystals needed.
Now Zhuo Wen in Black only has one last thunder disaster left, and he may need more disaster crystals than before combined.
If it weren't for Falling Demon Valley, Zhuo Wen really doubted whether he could have collected enough disaster crystals to help Zhuo Wen in black successfully survive twenty thunder disasters in this place of trial for fifty years.