Gao Wu Arrives

Earlier, they were very handsome when they approached the Blue Star, but later they were embarrassed when they ran away.

However at the moment.

God's will makes people, good luck makes people, they once again come to Blue Star. Be forced.

Tian Jingwu sighed and turned to look behind him.

Compared with the last time the army was densely packed and covering the sky, the manpower this time was obviously too much. It was sparse, not even a small area was filled.

But the world of practitioners is not just about numbers!

The people who came to Blue Star last time were mostly small practitioners in the two realms of war generals and war gods. The star-picking realm is all in a million. As for the perfection, there are fewer, and there are more than a hundred people in total. Just more.

But this time...

Thousands of people behind, the weakest in cultivation are all in the middle stage of Star Harvesting. Half of the people are in Infinite Realm, and there are a total of 16 Saints from the Most Holy Realm leading the team!

It can be said that the manpower this time looks completely incomparable to the last time. But the quality of the team this time can kill the last team hundreds of times without getting tired.

And Tian Jingwu knows better.

These thousand people are not over yet. It's just the beginning. Ten thousand miles away from the Blue Star, temporarily turned into a boundary line, there are still thousands of people hoarding.

In addition, there is also a group of Most Saints who don't know where they come from, but only know that they have arrived from far, far away. They are still recruiting people from all over the place in the 351st team.

"Millions..."

When I thought of hearing a conversation from a group of great saints, saying that one million practitioners above the star-picking realm should be recruited before the end of the first batch of recruits, Tian Jingwu suddenly felt his scalp numb.

To be honest, before that, he had never thought about the scene of the star-picking scene of millions of people.

After all, to be serious, the Chiyan Sect where he belongs, all the elite disciples add up to a hundred thousand people. And most of them are in the realm of warlords...

Millions of practitioners in the star-picking realm...

Tian Jingwu's scalp is numb, if so many practitioners can form a large formation, they are three-digit holy figures, I am afraid they will be killed alive!

In the spiritual world, the low-level interface has no power to fight back against the high-level. But if there are too many ants, they can really kill an elephant.

What's more, it is impossible for a large army to pursue a situation of fighting alone. Basically, all kinds of large formations are formed.

What made Tian Jingwu most frightened was that he even heard that some important people were not very satisfied with this, claiming that one million people were not enough, even if it was the first batch, at least ten million people would have to be organized.

Tian Jingwu has always felt that he is crazy, after all, his name means that God must respect me!

However, when he really faced a big figure like the Most Sacred Realm, he knew that he was just a total turtle.

Look at the words of these big shots.

A star-catching realm that gathers millions and tens of millions of people at every turn!

This is something Tian Jingwu couldn't even think of in the past. It is not even an exaggeration to say that he has already broken the limit of his imagination.

Because in the past, his dream was at best to enter the most holy realm from Infinite Realm, to be able to step into that realm and become a great figure in the most holy realm.

Tian Jingwu has some sad discoveries.

He is like a poor boy who still can't eat enough. He was accidentally thrown into a self-catering banquet full of rich people. He just wanted to eat, listening to those rich men talking lightly about a large business worth tens of billions of billions, he immediately felt that the food in his mouth was not fragrant, and his heart was very magical, and it was born with reality. A strong sense of fragmentation.