The most powerful system in history

Chapter 234
"Come on, sir!"

As usual, Wu Liang raised a middle finger to the system's comments.

Afterwards, Wu Liang also took stock of the gains from the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

Harvest!
Although Wu Liang was forcibly summoned back from the abyss world this time, it seems to be very worthwhile now.

Not to mention the bet of 5000 million top-grade spirit stones, just completing that prestige task is enough to make Wu Liang extremely happy.

On the surface, it seems that Wu Liang is very greedy for money, but Wu Liang himself sees it very clearly.

The extremely cheating system is Wu Liang's golden finger.

And the strong foundation of the Nine Cauldrons still lies in the 【Shanhe Cauldron】.

As long as the power of Shanhe Ding recovers, Wu Liang can do many things.

Apart from this, what spirit stones, longevity increase, Qinglian ascending elixir...these are all minor details.

Of course, the [Heavenly Demonic Stone] also seemed to be a great treasure, but Wu Liang hadn't had time to experiment with its power.

After counting, Wu Liang had a smile on his face.

"This trip is so exciting. Those three old dogs must be driven crazy by this suzerain now. When I go back, I will help Sister Su destroy the three sects, and a large amount of points will be credited, hehe."

Because of the soaring strength, Wu Liang no longer needed to worry about the three suzerains.

Even if Wu Liang didn't switch to the Balrog state, just relying on the six [God Transformation Grade] magic sand that he got, it was enough for the three old dogs to drink a pot.

But thinking of this, Wu Liang couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

Poor him again!

Lingshi, obviously cannot really cure everything.

At least it couldn't change Wu Liang's poor points, that bright "zero" hurt Wu Liang's heart cruelly.

"Too poor!"

In a quiet courtyard in the middle of the night, Wu Liang wailed.

The simple three characters made many monks who were still secretly paying attention to Jiudingzong have the urge to vomit blood.

"Your grandma's legs are poor, and 5000 million spirit stones are still poor?"

"Damn, this person is so cheap, he just got 5000 million top-grade spirit stones and still has the face to say he's poor."

"That's right, in the entire nine counties of Qingzhou, I'm afraid there is no one who is more cheap than this guy."

"Hey, the world is getting worse, such a guy can become the strongest talent in Qingzhou, God is really blind."

……

The unrestrained complaints of many monks last night did not affect Wu Liang's mood at all, but made Wu Liang very happy to take the four daughters to the ceremony held by the League of Immortals.

It is the last day of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

All competitions and activities are over, and there is only one succession ceremony left.

All the monks in Qingzhou know that the Ten Thousand Immortals League is the only sixth-rank power in Nuoda, Qingzhou. Because the Ten Thousand Immortals League was founded by the eight major powers, so now there are eight alliance leaders in the Ten Thousand Immortals League, which adopt a rotation system.

Every leader is on duty for ten years.

It happens to be the reincarnation date of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, so after each Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is over, it is the handover ceremony of the two leaders.

This time, it was the father of that Sao Baozi Jian Chen who stepped down, that is, the leader of Jian Wuming who was known as the "Wuming Sword Immortal".

And the one who took over was Lu Datong's father who had never had a sense of existence, Lu Kang, the head of the Lu family, the first family in Qingzhou.

The grand ceremony put the whole Wanxian Yuntai in a festive atmosphere.

At this time, no monk or sect dared to make trouble. After all, there was no monk in Qingzhou who dared not give face to the League of Immortals. Those eight uncles were not easy-going lamps.

Even Wu Liang, at this time, is very "honest" sitting in the seat arranged by the League of Immortals.

Because of the blockbuster of the Nine Cauldron Sect at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, Wu Liang, the fourth-rank suzerain, also got into a very good position, surrounded by a bunch of fifth-rank sect suzerains with profound backgrounds.

The suzerain of the corpse puppet, magic talisman, and poisonous dragon, that is, the three old dogs were arranged in a circle in the corner.

His status was completely inferior to that of Wu Liang, the suzerain of the Nine Tripods, which further confirmed the sentence on Wu Liang's clothes.

Zhenwu's best master!

But what makes Wu Liang a little unhappy is that only one person can sit in a seat, so the four girls are arranged in other places. Although it is the same in other sects, Wu Liang who has no girls to watch is just unhappy.

What's more, it's fine if you don't have a girl.

At this time, Wu Liang still has to deal with a "brain-disabled child".

That's right, it's a brain-dead child. As the second generation of immortals, Jian Chen, who is extremely coquettish, didn't know if he was conquered by Wu Liang's heroic appearance. As soon as he sat down, he came over and asked Wu Liang this and that.

"Brother Wu, can you tell me, what kind of supernatural power is the magic world that you finally displayed?"

"no!"

"Brother Wu, can you tell me what kind of ancient inheritance you Jiudingzong got?"

"Can't!"

"Brother Wu, you have four beauties who are all charming and charming, are they married? Can you...?"

"cannot!"

"Brother Wu, have you ever been married?"

"roll!"

……

After uttering the last word, just when Wu Liang thought that Jian Chen couldn't stand it and would walk away, this flirtatious guy came up again.

"Brother Wu, let's fight!"

"Do not hit!"

"Brother Wu..."

For the first time, Wu Liang's head was full of black lines, the corners of his brows were twitching, and he had the urge to draw his sword and chop the pretty boy in front of him.

"The painting style of this guy is wrong, shouldn't it be the domineering second generation of immortals, how did he become a brain-dead child? Lord Sword, there may be Laowang living next door to you."

Just when Wu Liang couldn't bear it any longer, the ceremony finally started.

"Boom~"

Castles in the air appear again.

Then the next moment, eight figures slowly emerged.

The Eight Leagues of Ten Thousand Immortals, this time, did not hide their figures and faces at all, and was watched by the monks from the entire nine counties of Qingzhou.

But despite this, all the monks in the field can only look up to the abyss-like aura of the eight paths, which is the power of another world, a power that is completely unmatched.

majesty!

Unfathomable!

Just when everyone was shocked, an old deacon appeared on the side of the cloud platform and spoke loudly.

"Welcome guests from all over the world to congratulate!"

"Boom~"

Almost as soon as the old deacon's voice fell, terrifying scenes appeared in all directions of the Wanxian Yuntai.

"Boom~"

"boom boom"

Huge black portals opened out of thin air.

Surrounding the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Terrace, brilliance began to emerge from behind every black portal, and terrifying auras were transmitted from them, suppressing the cultivators of the nine counties to the lower level.

"Boom~"

Appeared, in the first portal, a figure appeared.

An incomparably terrifying floating giant ship slowly came out from the other end of the portal. The head of the ship was a ferocious, fiery dragon head, which seemed to be carved from some ancient material, lifelike, and the sky was full of fire. Come.

On the giant ship, a middle-aged monk in a robe of fire suddenly appeared, and after a wicked smile, he saluted the castle in the air.

(End of this chapter)