Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Under the rule of Kunlun, the ancestor **** of this generation has already established a mature system with branches all over the forbidden sky, like a giant in motion.

at this time.

Kunlun certainly needs to transfer power to the newcomers, restore freedom and complete self-cultivation.

The ancestral god'Lin Sangliu' successfully assumed the power and became the new Lord of Heaven.

The same as Kunlun worried.

Lin Sangliu was only in the position, so he made drastic changes to improve the heavenly system to show the radical style.

He directly raised the threshold for joining the Heavenly Court, which greatly reduced the pass rate of the entry assessment.

"Our Heavenly Court has developed to the present, and there is no shortage of ancestral gods, what we lack is a powerful ancestral god."

"So the seeds of the ancestral gods are also valuable, not more!" Lin Sangliu suppressed the complaints with these words, and soon aimed his gaze at the heavenly court.

Under his auspices.

The perfect creatures in Dongtianfudi held a contest.

Those who are at the end of the hundred are ruthlessly expelled.

The ancestor **** who lived on the relief of the cloud was not immune, and was shrouded by Lin Sangliu's domineering will.

The five hundred ancestor gods also need to be in a duel, ranked, and also eliminated a hundred!

According to Lin Sangliu's words.

Although the resources of the Ancestral God Heavenly Court are abundant, they should not be wasted on useless people. This is unfair to those of higher realms.

Such words caused everyone's eyes to be directed at Wu Zhuo for an instant.

What Lin Sangliu was referring to was obviously a witch-hunt.

Because the great ancestor at the time recognized the storm, the supporters of Taiqiong hated Wuchou.

This companion, the way of companionship in the heavenly court, is probably about to end.

However, the result of this duel is surprising.

In this matchup, he was so ordinary and speechless. In this duel, he actually showed a strong combat power, defeated some competitors and rushed to the 400th place, just on the verge of being eliminated.

"This……"

Looking at the thin young man, many people felt incredible.

original.

Unconsciously, this young man has also accumulated some heritage, which should not be underestimated.

"Hey, this is normal, after all, he has cultivated for so long."

"What if you are lucky enough to stay? With Master Lin Sangliu here, his life will not be easy!"

The hundred ancestor gods who were eliminated left the heavenly court with bitterness and resentment.

Wu Zhuo relied on his strength to stay, and Lin Sangliu was not good at it again, so Wu Zhuo moved out of the ancestral temple and lived in a side hall.

"You can only continue to practice."

Wu Zhuo didn't have any dissatisfaction. After all, he could live in the Ancestral Temple because of Taizu's face.

just.

Wu Zhuo still underestimated Lin Sangliu's hostility towards him.

If you want to accumulate merits by performing the tasks of the ancestor gods, you cannot bypass the Lord of Heaven.

His mission requests were not only rejected one by one, but also suffered a lot of difficulties.

Lin Sangliu held the temple of the ancestors and looked at Wu Zhuo's side temple coldly, hoping that Wu Zhuo would retreat.

Although since Wu Zhuo returned, Tai Qiong never mentioned this person's name again.

But his move will surely win Taiqiong's favor.

A collection of ancient gods, dominating the thousands of favors, as an ancestral god, the future is limitless, making this choice is normal.

"Ugh!"

"Taizu once said, I want to go back anytime, and there seems to be no place for me in the heaven now..."

At this time, the voice from the side hall changed Lin Sangliu's color.

Listening to Wu Zhuo's meaning, is this asking Taizu to file a complaint?

Lin Sangliu didn't know that Wu Zhuo didn't mean this at all.

He just wants to practice.

However, he suffered from repeated difficulties and troubles, and he could not practice meditation at all. He was ready to return to Taizu, concentrating on his mind, and looking for his original intention.

Wu Zhuo stepped into the air, left the heavenly court, and headed towards that mysterious area in Wanhua.

Behind.

All the ancestors, including Lin Sangliu, were silent.

They thought.

Wu Zhuo had poor aptitude and was ‘expelled’ by Taizu. Now it seems that this is not the case.

Close to Taizu.

This is a treatment that Taiqiong does not have.

Taizu, why did he attach so much importance to shamanism?

Lin Sangliu's cronies are all uneasy. If they really alarm Taizu, what will happen to them?

In anxious waiting.

A period of time passed, nothing happened.

Wu Zhuo returned again.

His appearance, his breath, and his cultivation are still stagnant. Facing the nervous high-level Heavenly Court, he called him Taizu and asked him to come back and continue his practice.

"Do you mean Taizu?"

Looking at Wu Zhuo's back, Lin Sangliu looked gloomy and uncertain.

He dared to reshape the rules to make things difficult, but he did not dare to challenge Taizu directly.

"Sure enough!"

Wu Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief when he found that Lin Sangliu's attitude towards him had changed a little, and he no longer made things difficult for him.

Taizu.

How can you speak up for him?

At that time, he stepped into the place where Xiao Ye was, but he followed the other side to sit in a meditation session, and once again felt the way of nature.

Although he was a little shameless in this kind of humiliation, it was also helpless.

After temporarily solving the problem.

Wu Zhuo performed the task of the ancestor once again, the difficulty had risen to medium, and he wanted to get more.

He is still cautious, and since then touched on tasks beyond his own strength, and used the accumulated merits to exchange innate mixed treasures.

Lin Sangliu really no longer makes things difficult.

Deliberately marginalizing the witchcraft, leaving the other side's side hall unattended, missed many important occasions, and missed many opportunities.

Wu Zhuo ended up clean.

"Taizu is right. I was not as good as Taiqiong at the beginning, because my background and aptitude are just second." Wu Zhuo's eyes were bright.

With the improvement of strength.

His horizons are gradually broadening, and the innate mixed treasures he has come into contact with are becoming more and more advanced, and there are some of them that can solve his own shortcomings.

Qualifications are predestined.

This is almost an iron law at the level of acquired creatures, let alone at the level of innate gods.

Therefore, the treasure to fill the defects of the ancestor gods hardly existed before the ruins age.

It was Cheng Wen brothers and sisters, as well as many ancient gods, who spent a lot of energy in cultivating powerful ancestor gods, and they used many innate mixed treasures to refine them, which are unique to later generations.

"In this era, Taiqiang has been achieved."

"But I'm awkward, and I can do a lot in this era."

"I can get rid of Lord Kunlun, as well as other opponents."

Wu Zhuo said inwardly.

If.

At the beginning, I accompanied Xiao Ye to sit still for ten times, and feel the way of nature, which gave him a simple Taoist rhyme.

Then in the past Permian.

He once again felt the way of nature, combined with all kinds of experiences, that kind of simple Taoist rhyme has already contained a hint of edge.

This is what the ancestor **** in the heavenly court has never noticed.

In this way, Wu Zhuo carried out self-accumulation in the years.

(The second one!)