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Chapter 2278 Salary at the bottom of the pot

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

The millions of large tombs have almost been reduced to ruins at this moment.

On the ground, the corpses and remains of countless innate demon gods were scattered all over the place. None of the innate demon gods in the large tomb could escape the ruthless killings of the thirty-six Tao realm powerhouses.

It's a pity that even after half a year of searching and endless killings, Dark has never appeared again. Even as time goes by, the probability of the innate demon god appearing later becomes increasingly rare.

Obviously, An already knew that he could not withstand the siege of thirty-six Taoist masters, so he directly chose to hide his strength.

On this day, a Taoist master destroyed a large tomb. When the ruins were revealed, there was not even a single innate demon god.

For a moment, the faces of the thirty-six Taoist masters in the air became extremely ugly.

For no other reason, this was not the first time something like this had happened. They destroyed dozens of large tombs, but could not find any innate demon gods.

After a while, one of the Taoist masters waved his hand to create a crack in the ground, and said angrily: "The damn ants are actually hiding!"

"Although we destroyed one-third of the million-dollar tomb in half a year, we still found nothing. Apparently Anji has transferred the innate demon god. I'm afraid that if the stalemate continues like this, we won't find anything at all.

"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the recognition of those powerful Taoists around him.

They are not people who accept death, and they know very well that there is no way to gain anything under such circumstances.

The most important thing is that if a Taoist master wants to hide, not just anyone can find him.

Buzz——

At this moment, a buzzing sound sounded.

Looking around, in the area behind the million-dollar curtain, one can clearly see a nine-color light beam rising into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, golden figures fell from the sky one after another, flowing rapidly in the space channel opened by the nine-color altar, and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Almost instantly, the expressions of the three Taoist masters who had met Zhu Peng before in the crowd changed drastically. They stared at a figure in the space tunnel opened by the light pillar of the nine-color altar, and their eyes sprayed.

The fire roared: "Damn it, that's Anji!"

"Bastard, he actually gave me a trick to build a plank road to cross Chencang secretly. I'm afraid he has brought all the innate demons with him into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"

"No, we must go back as soon as possible to report this matter to the clan. Those innate demon gods use bloodline people and Taoist bone owners as food to improve themselves. If we don't take precautions as soon as possible, the threat of these guys will definitely be immeasurable.

of."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the thirty-three Taoist masters beside him changed drastically.

Being tricked by An Ji is nothing, but the potential of the innate demon god lineage is really shocking.

They all know from their juniors how the innate demon god improves himself. If he is really allowed to enter the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and even obtain many bloodline users and Taoist bone owners, it will definitely be a force that can impact the Nine Heavens.

A terrifying existence.

The most important thing is that they have killed a lot of innate demon gods now, and they don't even show any mercy to An Ji's pursuit and interception. How can the latter not take revenge on them once they become stronger?

Thinking of this, the faces of the thirty-three powerful Taoists became ugly.

Without the slightest hesitation, the thirty-six Taoist masters no longer stayed in the million tombs, and quickly flew towards the area where the Nine-Color Altar was located in the clouds.

After a while, thirty-six Taoist masters arrived at the Nine-Color Altar.

After seeing the altar, the faces of the thirty-six people became extremely ugly.

Anji and others did not activate the magic spell to go to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Instead, they used absolute power to forcefully activate the Nine Color Altar. Now the power of the altar has been exhausted. If they want to activate it again, they have to wait for at least a year.

time.

"Asshole!"

A punch hit the ground. A Taoist warrior's face turned red, and he said with murderous intent: "An Ji, I am going to kill you!"

Except for this person, although the other thirty-five people were not so extreme, the expressions on everyone's faces showed that they were in a very bad mood.

If Anji appeared in front of them, they would not hesitate to pounce on it and besiege it to death.

It took a long time before the calm in the arena was broken.

An old man in the Tao realm exhaled heavily, suppressed his anger, and then said: "Everyone, what should we do next? Are we really waiting here for a year?"

Hearing this, the powerful Taoists in the arena couldn't help but look at each other. They really didn't know what to do.

Da da--

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

Following the sound, I saw Zhu Peng leading the younger members of the Zhu family slowly walking over.

Soon, Zhu Peng came to the venue. After seeing the dimmed altar, his expression changed and he said: "Damn An Ji, he actually took advantage of the pot!"

"Once the energy of this thing is exhausted, it will take a year to replenish it. Even if we and other Dao realm experts join forces to inject our own power into it, it can be shortened to half a year at most."

"But half a year is enough for those guys to formally integrate into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and even devour a lot of bloodline users and Dao Bone owners during this period. Once the strength of those guys increases dramatically and reaches the supreme level, or even a higher level, then each of us will

The juniors with big influence will be the meat of their mouths when they go out, it is very likely..."

At the end of his speech, Zhu Peng seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped speaking.

But those present were all powerful Taoists. Although Zhu Peng's voice was small, they could hear it clearly.

Especially after Zhu Peng analyzed the pros and cons, their hearts were full of anger and murderous intent, but they had no solution. This was what made them most embarrassed.

At this time, the three Taoist experts who had talked to Zhu Peng before thought of something, and stepped forward with joy on their faces: "Fellow Taoist Zhu Peng, you just said that as long as we work together, we can shorten the time for opening the altar to

Half a year, which means you still know this altar very well."

"Fellow Taoist Zhu Peng, we all know your identity. This altar was left by that person back then. Do you have any other way to shorten this half-year period again, to one month, no, to three months?"

!”

After the three of them finished speaking, the thirty-three Taoist masters beside them were moved. Time is life. At such a critical juncture, they could not delay here any longer.

Immediately, the thirty-three Taoist masters clasped their fists in front of Zhu Peng and saluted: "Please give me some advice from Taoist friend Zhu Peng!"


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