Chapter 242 Nine Heavens and Nine Ranks

Chapter 242 Nine Heavens and Nine Grades

It should be noted that the nine major forces have ruled three thousand states for who knows how many years. read

Countless eras have been buried, and they have dominated tens of thousands of eras.

The number of destroyed civilizations alone has reached tens of thousands.

Now, by chance, someone appears who seems to have mastered the god-level formation.

But even so.

The top leaders of the nine major forces do not believe that the civilization of this era can compete with them.

This is a joke.

The entire Three Thousand Daozhou is just a breeding ground for the nine major forces.

And all the monks born in this era are livestock in their breeding grounds.

No matter how strong the livestock is, it is no match for its owner.

Furthermore, this era can produce more monks with good physiques.

On the contrary, it is a good thing.

In this way, there will be more fellow Taoists among the nine major forces.

It’s time to come into this world.

"Yes, the key is to cultivate more excellent physiques, such as Zhong Zhiying, Blood Demon and Bodhi in the field now."

One of the leaders of the Eldar echoed.

The surrounding senior officials also nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

No matter how strong those animals in Three Thousand Daozhou are, they can still send out a saint-level being at random.

It's enough to destroy an entire era, so it's nothing to be afraid of.

After the words fell, the top leaders of the nine major forces all looked at the three blood demons in the field.

There was no concealment of the fiery look in his eyes.

Of course, if they know that there are currently three thousand Daozhou.

And if Ye Fan, the big wall-hanging man, was just here, maybe they wouldn't think so.

When it comes time to destroy three thousand states, perhaps the top leaders of the nine major forces will find out.

The weakness of this era is indeed superficial.

The other side.

In a secret space.

The black mist dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

It was Sun Wukong, Tianpeng, Wei Tian, ​​Big Black Dog and Hanba Caixia.

"Sure enough, the existence of the saints of the Tianlong Clan was alarmed!" Wei Tian thought of the big hand that he had just stretched out, and his expression looked horrified.

"I'm afraid of a hammer. My old grandson hasn't had enough fun yet. If you hadn't pulled me just now, I would have killed him long ago. What a bullshit saint!"

Sun Wukong didn't take it seriously at all and said carelessly.

Put on the saint's big empty hand, Sun Wukong resisted with only his physical body.

Considering that he has now advanced to an innate spiritual treasure, his body is comparable to a magic weapon.

Even the saint's ordinary methods can't shake its defense, it's very abnormal.

"Hey, my great sage, I know you are holding back and want to make a scene in the sky, but we have to take it easy, right?"

Wei Tian persuaded him earnestly.

"After finishing this job, it will be enough for us to spend a long time!"

The resources of the god-level sky city are naturally extremely rich, far exceeding those of the demigod level.

The treasure resources inside are as vast as the ocean.

Because indeed no one can think of it.

There are still people who dare to have the idea of ​​a god-level sky city.

For thousands of years, there has never been any abnormality in the God-level Sky City.

This also leads to the fact that the God-level Sky City is recognized as the safest place by the Tianlong Clan.

People from the Tianlong tribe generally store many magic weapons and treasure resources in this place.

But the senior leaders of the Tianlong Clan would not even think of killing him.

The forbidden area they claimed to be the safest was now lost.

The entire god-level city in the sky, due to the death of the quasi-saint patriarch, had to rely on others for its supplies in the sky.

I have to say, this is indeed a huge mockery.

at the same time.

In the chaotic space.

The figure belonging to Ye Fan stood there, and around him, there were hundreds of millions of pills floating up and down.

Like stars, bright and gorgeous, the fragrance of medicine is like the sea.

Opposite him, Xinghui's eyes were widened and bloodshot, looking very much like a master cultivator.

It was obvious that Xinghui hadn't slept for three months.

Around him, there were also pills rising and falling, but there were not hundreds of millions of them.

At this time, Ye Fan's shadow spoke, with a hint of appreciation, "Yes, we can refine 10,000 pills a day, ranging from the first to the ninth grade."

"Although your quality is still very low, you have now reached the threshold of a ninth-grade alchemist."

In the chaotic space, Xinghui was stunned when he heard Ye Fan's words, and his heart was filled with shock.

Unexpectedly, three months have passed.

He has now truly become a ninth-grade alchemist.

I felt the surging power on my body, and the pills of various qualities floating behind me.

Xinghui clearly felt that he had indeed advanced to the level of the ninth-grade alchemist he had dreamed of before.

At this moment, Xinghui could no longer control his emotions, feeling a mixture of surprise, excitement and gratitude.

The next moment, Xinghui burst into tears.

"Thank you, Master." Xinghui cried and clasped his fists at Ye Fan, "Xinghui still has a question and wants to ask Master for advice."

"Say." Ye Fan said calmly.

"Master, how long did it take you to become a ninth-level alchemist?" Xinghui asked curiously.

Ye Fan replied, "One product per day, it takes nine days in total."

Gulu!

In the chaos, Xinghui swallowed involuntarily when he heard his master's answer.

He wouldn't even think of it if he were killed.

My master is so terrifying, and he still gets one grade a day!

It took only nine days to advance to the ninth-grade alchemist!

Originally, he thought that he had broken through the ninth-grade alchemist in three months, which was unprecedented.

But compared with his own master, he was just a scumbag!

"What kind of perverted existence is my master!" Xinghui murmured in his heart, looking at Ye Fan with a look full of longing and admiration.

In the cave.

Xinghui suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was back in the cave.

And he himself still maintained his movements.

It seemed that everything before was just a dream.

But Xinghui himself knew that all this was not a dream, because he had become a ninth-grade alchemist.

All this really happened.

On the surface, Xinghui did not change at all, and was still the weak alchemist boy.

But only he knew how earth-shaking changes had taken place in him.

In just three months.

He advanced from the peak of the first-grade alchemist to the ninth-grade alchemist.

Such a fast progress, even if it is described as a miracle, it is not an exaggeration.

Even Ji Yan, who is strong, was amazed at this time.

If it were normal, Xinghui might be very excited, but at this moment he was not proud of his excitement.

Because Xinghui knew that compared to his three months to advance to the ninth-grade alchemist.

The time spent by his master was directly beaten by him.

It took only nine days to break through to the ninth-grade alchemist.

Damn, in front of such a terrifying existence, his achievement is nothing.