My Master Knows Just a Bit About Everything

Cao Zhen remembered that his mission in the Huanyu Tower was to kill five fellow tentacle monks.

Therefore, after he killed the first quasi-sage of the tentacle tribe and met another quasi-saint of the tentacle tribe, he deliberately avoided it and did not kill the opponent directly. Therefore, although he has met several tentacle tribesmen so far, Quasi-sage, but he only killed the quasi-sage of the tentacle tribe.

However, right now, in front of him, there was a tentacle clan that exuded an aura even more terrifying than that of a quasi-sage.

He had only felt this kind of breath from the saint.

The Saint of the Tentacle Clan?

Cao Zhen's eyes suddenly condensed.

The Tentacle Tribe, and the Saints.

All around, the monks of the Tentacle Tribe looked at the divine eagle that suddenly appeared in their sights, but they all looked happy.

Saint Mu Kong.

The saint is here!

Saint Mukong looked down at the human beings who appeared on the opposite side, with a cold look on his face.

Human, you are very strong. At least, I have never encountered any quasi-sage who can exude such a strong aura before.

It's a pity that you are too conspicuous. If you keep a low profile and are not discovered, you can live for a while longer. Now, die!

As soon as the words fell, the tentacles of this tentacle clan were already flying down.

In an instant, this world was surrounded by countless tentacles, and each tentacle seemed to be a different plant.

Some seem to contain endless poison, some seem to be full of endless vitality, some are abnormally strong, and some vines extend endlessly...

Cao Zhen instantly felt that the rules of the world he was in now seemed to have changed at this moment.

He even had the illusion that all life was controlled by the tentacle clan in front of him.

The air is full of different smells.

This smell made him feel trance-like as soon as he smelled it!

The smell is highly toxic!

Cao Zhen's expression suddenly changed, and the time and space around him suddenly overlapped, completely blocking out the smell.

Um?

The tentacle clan opposite had a look of obvious surprise on his face and said: Human race, you are still able to react after being poisoned by my poison. I really appreciate you more and more.

Cao Zhen didn't speak, and just continued to overlap the void around him. If he hadn't been extremely resistant to various poisonous gases, he might not have been able to react.

However, Qinyuan was only a Daluo Jinxian, and was still far from a saint.

Facing the poisonous energy of this saint, he could not completely resist.

The next moment, the tentacles had already landed on his overlapping time and space. Suddenly, the overlapping time and space began to shake crazily.

The tentacles completely wrapped the time and space he was in, and then tightened them continuously, as if they were trying to cut off the overlapping time and space with brute force.

Cao Zhen felt the pressure coming from the void, and the immortal energy in his body surged out crazily, blocking the falling tentacles.

Opposite, the monks from the tentacle tribe felt the resistance coming from the tentacles, and their expressions became more and more surprised.

He is a saint, and the opponent is just a quasi-sage, but he can actually block his attack from the front.

Yes, there are many geniuses in the world, and these geniuses can fight beyond the realm of cultivation.

But now he is a saint!

Who can become a saint, who is not a peerless genius?

Even among those peerless geniuses in the eyes of countless monks, how many of them can become saints?

The Saint himself is the most powerful genius among geniuses.

When they are in other realms of cultivation, they can cross the realm of cultivation to kill enemies.

Everyone can cross the realm of cultivation to kill the enemy, so after everyone meets, naturally they can no longer cross the realm of cultivation to kill the enemy.

What's more, saints and the previous quasi-sages are two completely different concepts.

Among the monks, among the adjacent cultivation realms, the biggest gap is not between the Golden Core Stage and the Earthly Immortal Stage, but between the Quasi-Saint and the Saint!

Just one word, but a huge difference!

But now, there is a quasi-sage who blocks his attack head-on.

This is only a quasi-sage. If this human monk becomes a saint, his combat power will definitely increase dramatically.

By then, wouldn't he be able to compete with the Secret Eye Saint?

The Secret Eye Saint is the most powerful existence in the entire tentacle clan.

Saint Mukong was astonished. The aura in his body had not stopped, but was still surging crazily. Under the constant pressure of his tentacles, finally, opposite him, the time and space around Cao Zhen began to distort, as if he could not bear this. The power is as strong as if it wants to explode.

It's finally about to break.

Saint Mukong felt a little relieved. This was the right thing to do. Otherwise, he, as a saint, would not be able to defeat a quasi-sage. That would be too terrifying.

kindness?

wrong!

Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and chaotic power fluctuations surged out from the distortion of time and space around the opponent. These chaotic power seemed to explode at any time.

A quasi-sage, and a quasi-sage who can compete with a saint, how could his power be so unstable!

not good!

Saint Mukong's expression changed drastically, and the next moment, there was a loud bang.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to explode in an instant.

The whole world is shaking crazily.

Saint Mukong felt an unrivaled force blast out, and in an instant, all his tentacles exploded!

His tentacles directly wrapped the overlapping time and space.

These tentacles are also the most direct attack.

Even though he was a saint, his tentacles exploded in an instant and turned into ashes.

Then the boundless power rushed straight into his body.

Without the protection of his tentacles, Saint Mukong almost faded away from you and relied on his physical body to withstand this terrifying attack.

The power was so strong that his body flew backwards uncontrollably, the energy and blood in his body surged, and every organ seemed to be shattered in an instant.

On the other side, Cao Zhen's body also flew backwards.

After he felt the opponent's power, he directly detonated time and space. Although the opponent's tentacles directly withstood the impact of the exploding void force, but similarly, he was in the middle of the tentacles, and the power he withstood was not It will be much worse than the power those tentacles can withstand.

Under the impact of the power of time and space, his body burst open, and pieces of flesh and red blood splashed around.

The ground beneath their feet exploded completely due to the terrifying force impact, and underground springs rose into the sky. This area of ​​the land seemed to have completely disappeared.

Cao Zhen opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, but his eyes fell on Saint Mukong. The next moment, the black Hundred Peaks Sword appeared in his hand and stabbed Saint Mukong from a distance.

When a sword fell, time and void converged. This sword seemed to be a long river of time flying down, and it also seemed to be a river of swords formed by the overlapping of endless voids.

This sword is filled with endless sword intent. Under one sword, there is even an illusion that it contains all things in the world.

Saint Mukong looked at the falling sword, and a look of panic could not help but appear on his face. This quasi-sage of the human race was obviously hit by that terrifying power, and was also severely injured, yet he was still able to activate such a weapon. attack.

Tentacles grew rapidly from his body.

He is a cultivator of the Five Elements Wood, and the Wood Path is particularly good at vitality. Under normal circumstances, after his tentacles are disconnected, they can grow out at the fastest speed.

But just now, all his tentacles exploded in an instant. In that instant, he lost too much power.

Even as a saint, he cannot grow all the tentacles in an instant while ensuring that all tentacles have strong power.

He could only barely grow tentacles to block in front of him, but these tentacles broke as soon as they came into contact with the river of swords.

The next moment, the river of swords that seemed to be able to split the entire world into two suddenly fell on him.

In an instant, a huge crack suddenly opened in his body.

However, Cao Zhenshen continued to fly towards the opponent without any pause.

Just as he was about to fly in front of Saint Mu Kong, suddenly, the entire void shook suddenly.

The void exploded rapidly.

Everything in this world, whether it was the earth or the air, exploded crazily, and at the same time, a force descended on this world.

The next moment, a figure appeared.

His body was tall and mighty, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and a majestic face, and his temples were faintly gray, obviously having existed for a very long time.

In his hand was a giant copper-colored hammer with scratches all over it.

A stream of boundless pressure surged out of his body.

Cao Zhen looked at the sudden appearance of the figure, and his about-to-move figure slowed down slightly, his eyes filled with surprise.

This is a saint, and he is also a human race!

Are there still saints in the human race?

Ancient human race!

There is absolutely no saint among their current human race, and he should be the strongest one.

Even the Grand Master suspected that he was an ancient human being. The most likely possibility was that he was an ancient human being.

The saint who had just appeared raised his giant hammer. In an instant, a terrifying force began to surge in the air, and the surrounding air flow surged.

The next moment, he suddenly struck down with a hammer in the direction of Saint Mu Kong.

With one blow, the entire world seemed to be unable to withstand the terrifying power and shattered into pieces.

The void on this side was shaking crazily, and endless power attacked Saint Mu Kong, even forming a huge vortex of power.

Cao Zhen just stayed on one side, and he could even feel that as the hammer fell, even though the hammer was not aimed at him, his figure was even affected.

At this moment, it seemed that the entire world was shaking crazily, vibrating with this hammer.

Seeing this whirlpool, it was about to swallow up Saint Mukong.

Suddenly, in the void, green tentacles extended out. These tentacles seemed to fly from the other distant world, protecting the injured Mukong Saint in the middle.

The next moment, the vortex of terrifying power fell on the tentacles, instantly crushing them.

But when one tentacle breaks into pieces, there is a second tentacle, a third tentacle...

The tentacles gathered together to form a giant net, blocking all the power of the vortex.

The next moment, a huge tentacle monk appeared beside Saint Mu Kong.

The Saint of the Tentacle Tribe!

Cao Zhen's eyes wrinkled tightly. When he flew here before, he could feel that there were six saints fighting in their eastern world. Among them, three were saints from their east, and the other three were saints from the tentacle clan. By.

But now, the tentacle clan has sent two more saints.

Tentacle tribe, how many saints do they have?

Also, since there are so many saints in the tentacle clan, why didn't they just send these saints out to attack the three saints including the saint of the original clan? In that way, their numbers would be superior. The probability is that you can win directly.

The saint holding the giant hammer glanced in the direction of Cao Zhen, but did not fly directly. Instead, he looked at the two tentacle saints opposite and said: Tentacle clan, don't try to cause immeasurable killings.

If you don't want most of your tentacle clan to die or be injured, go back now.

The tentacle monk who had just arrived did not answer directly, but looked into the distance.

Cao Zhen also felt something and looked into the distance.

The next moment, another terrifying aura came, and a saint from the tentacle tribe appeared in his sight.

Counting the injured Saint Mukong, three saints from the Tentacle Clan appeared here at this time.

Counting the previous three saints who were fighting against the saints of the original tribe, there were a total of six saints in the Tentacle Clan.

The number of saints was much greater than they had previously expected.

Moreover, this Great Thousand World was not originally such an important Great Thousand World, but at this time, it has vaguely become the main battlefield.

The two saints from the Tentacle Clan obviously discovered that their fellow tribesmen were in danger and rushed there one after another.

Soon, a wave of fluctuations came in the void, and another figure dressed in white appeared.

This female cultivator does not look that old. Her skin is as fair as white jade, and she has a crystal clear jade bottle in her hand.

The jade bottle is as transparent as amber, with endless mysterious power seemingly sealed inside, emitting a faint light.

She glanced at Cao Zhen, then flew down in front of the human monk holding a giant hammer, and a cold voice sounded: Tentacle clan, retreat.

You ancient people are finally willing to show up, but do you think that just the two of you can stop us?

The two quasi-sages of the tentacle tribe sneered, and the next moment, an extremely huge eye appeared behind the two tentacle tribes.

Cao Zhen's eyes were involuntarily attracted to this giant eye, and the next moment, he was horrified.

He could obviously fight with a saint and even gain the upper hand, but at this moment, just looking at this eye, he felt that his whole soul was trembling, and he even had the urge to continue to look at the other person. , the illusion that his soul will be permanently annihilated.

The two human saints who had just appeared showed horror on their faces after seeing this giant eye, and the aura in their bodies suddenly exploded.

But at this time, a dark green brilliance shot out from the giant eye.

The light seemed to condense into a huge tentacle, falling towards the two human saints.

When the tentacle was waving, it didn't even cause the surrounding void to tremble, it seemed like an ordinary tentacle fell down.

But when this blow fell, it gave people the illusion that it could completely penetrate the entire world.

The saint holding the giant hammer quickly swung the giant hammer in his hand, and swung it down suddenly to meet the falling tentacle.

At this moment, the giant hammer in his hand fell down like a sacred mountain.

This giant hammer seems to contain the power of a world.

With one hammer blow, everything in the world trembled, the earth exploded, the sea water churned, and the void was shattered.

An unparalleled vibrating force rushed out from the giant hammer, sweeping across this world like a surging wave.

Cao Zhen stood at the back and even felt that the time and space around him was constantly fragmenting. He even had a vague illusion that his body was about to be shattered.

But that one tentacle did not move at all under the force of this vibration.

And the giant hammer swung backwards under this terrifying power.

Cao Zhen's eyes suddenly widened. This was a blow swung by a saint, and this blow was obviously made with all his strength. The hammer was also terrifying, but it could not stop the tentacle at all!

The next moment, the female cultivator on one side suddenly opened the jade bottle in her hand. Suddenly, streams of water poured out of the jade bottle, gathering together to form a huge vortex of water. At this moment, this vast world, They all rotate with the rotation of this vortex.

This vortex can affect a whole world!

However, when the tentacle flew down, the vortex stopped spinning instantly.

The tentacles did not stop moving forward, but continued to strike forward.

The tentacles were lashing out, and it still seemed like there was no power at all. It was just because the waving speed was too fast, and it brought up a strong wind. But other than that, there was no terrifying momentum, and there was no boundless power overflowing. .

The power of this tentacle wave is not even as powerful as the magic power released by the monks in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

But even though it looked like such an ordinary blow, the two saints worked together to not block it.

Seeing that this blow was about to fall on the two saints.

In the void, a long stick suddenly appeared.

A white-haired old man suddenly appeared in front of the two saints. The old man waved a long stick in his hand like a crutch used by the old man to support walking in the mortal world, and greeted the falling tentacles. Hit it with a stick.

With a blow of the stick, the wind howled, and the wind was so strong that it blew all the spring water spurting out of the ground into the distance.

But apart from the strong wind, this stick doesn't seem to have much power.

It seemed like an ordinary stick hit, but the next moment, the stick collided with the tentacle, and there was a loud noise like the world collapsing.

Where the long stick collided with the tentacle, a ball of brilliance erupted, as bright as the stars exploding.

At this moment, everything in this world seemed to have lost its luster.

The old man's body also trembled slightly, but the tentacle disappeared in an instant. It was indeed not a tentacle, but a ray of light.

The next moment, a mouth appeared above the giant eye, letting out a burst of weird laughter.

“Saint of the human race, you have finally appeared, and I know that you, the ancient human race, have always existed.

Are you blocking this saint? Very good, now you can block this sage, wait ten thousand years, or even a thousand years later, this sage will see how you can block it again.

Walk.

As the last word fell, the giant eye disappeared.

The other two tentacle clan saints did not say a word. They grabbed the Mukong saint in their hands and retreated quickly into the distance. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everything happened so fast that Cao Zhen was a little dazed now, looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in a daze.

These three are obviously saints from the ancient human race, but their strength is also very different. The old man who appeared at the end is obviously much stronger than the other two saints.

Is this old man the strongest among the ancient human race?

After the old man waited for the figures of the three tentacle clans to disappear completely, his body shook violently.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and spurted a large mouthful of bright red blood forward.

The Saint of Zhangjie!

The expressions of the other two saints changed greatly, and they quickly stretched out their hands to support the old man.

The old man shook his head slightly and said: Don't worry, it's not a serious injury. However, that guy's strength is indeed better than mine.

Moreover, now he seems to be subject to some restrictions and is unable to exert his full power.

If I wait until he is unrestricted, I will definitely not be able to stop him at that time.

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked above his head.

The next moment, three figures appeared in the void.

Cao Zhen's eyes suddenly condensed.

Among the three figures that appeared in front of me, one was like a ghost, and should be the ghost saint. The other was a saint from the original tribe, but there was another one... who was a monk from the heavenly tribe.

Does the Heavenly Clan also have a saint?

And the other person's aura, is that the power of time cultivated?

The Saint of the Original Clan quickly glanced at Cao Zhen and the two other Saints of the Ancient Human Race. Then, his eyes fell on the old man and he took the initiative to say: The Saints of the Ancient Human Race have indeed always been They are all here, this time, thanks to the three of them, we were able to stop the Tentacle Clan.

As he spoke, a complex look appeared on his face. Although he had never seen the saints of the ancient human race, he believed that the saints of the ancient human race must exist.

However, after he really saw the saints of the ancient human race, especially after feeling the power of the saints from a distance, his thoughts became more and more complicated.

Under normal circumstances, the saints of the ancient human race naturally want to be stronger, and only in this way can they block the tentacle tribe.

However, this ancient human saint is too strong.

It wouldn't matter if there were just three ordinary saints. There were also three saints on their side. Although they were not of the same race, they would definitely join forces. In this way, they could be on an equal footing with the ancient human race.

However, such a terrifying existence appeared among the ancient human race.

Now, standing in front of the other party, he even felt that even if the three of them joined forces, they would not be the opponent of the other party.

This is even when the opponent is already injured.

In this way, the ancient human race must have the final say in the world of Eastern immortality from now on. Then their original race...

The Zhangjie Saint just glanced at the Saint of the Original Clan, but his eyes immediately fell on the Saint of Ghost Soul beside him, and said in a deep voice: Zhenxian, aren't you going back?

After saying this, the face of the Saint of the Original Clan changed again. Is this Saint of Ghosts also from the ancient human race?

Cao Zhen's spirit also suddenly shook, Zhenxian? What is this name?

The Saint of Ghost Soul heard this and said in a cold voice: Zhang Jie, you are you, I am me, Zhenxian is Zhenxian, don't confuse them together.

You have your own ideas, and I have my own ideas.

Hearing this, Saint Zhangjie showed a look of helplessness on his face, but he continued: Okay, you have your own ideas, but after all, you are still an ancient human race.

Ancient human race?

The Saint of the Original Clan and the Saint of Time looked at the ghost in front of them. Even though they were saints, they were stunned for a moment. The Saint of Ghost was not an ancient human race in any way.

The Saint Zhangjie did not wait for the Ghost Saint to speak and continued: Okay, even if you don't recognize your identity as an ancient human race, then you are still a monk from the East, and you don't want to see the monks from the Tentacle Clan coming into our East. , kill the monks in the East, and then cause countless killings.

The Saint of Ghost Souls did not refute, and obviously agreed with the last words of the Saint of Zhangjie.

The saint Zhangjie sighed and continued: You also know that among the saints among our ancient human race, the strongest ones are you and me.

But you, forcibly split yourself into two, or even into three. If your power is divided, you will not be able to reach its peak. And I am really old, and I no longer have peak combat power.

You should have felt it before. Even if I exploded with all my strength, I could only barely block the tentacle clan's attack.

The tentacle clan is not even in peak condition. I guess that this time, their attack on us is actually just a test, to test our existence and test our strength.

This time, they should have tested it out. When the opponent attacks again, the tentacle clan may be at its peak. By then, none of our monks can stop him!

The Saint of Zhangjie said, looking at the Saint of the Original Clan and another Saint, and said: There is no way to stop them. Then they will definitely kill our Eastern monks crazily, and then cause immeasurable killings.

The other party's purpose must be to destroy the world of our universe and become the ruler of this universe. At that time, all of us monks will die!

If you want to survive, you can only stop the infinite murderous calamity!

However, you have also seen that even my power cannot stop them. Unless, borrow the power of the entire Eastern cultivation world.

Upon hearing this, the saint of the original tribe immediately asked: How can we borrow the power of all our Eastern monks?

He is certain of one thing, that is, the strongest saint of the ancient human race is no match for the strongest saint of the tentacle clan.

Although he did not see the fight between the two sides, he could tell from the attitude of the other ancient human race towards this old man from the ancient human race, as well as the aura that the other party exuded after being injured.

It can also be concluded that the cultivation level of this old man from the ancient human race must be far beyond that of the other two ancient human races and them.

Also, before, the three tentacle monks who fought with them suddenly left. The other party must have received an order, probably from the tentacle monks.

Therefore, what this old man of the ancient human race said is true, there is a stronger monk in the Tentacle Clan.

Build a great formation!

Saint Zhangjie said with a look of self-mockery on his face, and then sighed: You think I'm very strong, don't you? But, compared to our ancestors, I'm still far behind.

And our ancestors left behind a great formation called the Heaven-Destroying and Earth-Destroying Nirvana Formation.

After the formation is deployed, the power of a group of monks can be given to one monk in a short period of time.

Only by setting up such a large formation can we block that tentacle clan monk.

Moreover, this great formation can gather the energy of all things in the world.

Therefore, this grand formation needs to be deployed in every part of our eastern world.

It's just that we, the ancient human race, cannot lay down a large formation with the power of our ancient people. We need your help.

Hearing this, the saint of the original tribe suddenly showed a look of hesitation on his face, and set up a large formation, allowing all the monks and the power of all things in the Eastern Immortal World to be integrated into one monk.

There is no need to ask, it must be concentrated on the strongest monk, the saint of the ancient human race in front of him.

The other party was already strong, and with the blessing of the great formation, he and the Saint of Time would completely listen to the other party.

By the time……

They Eastern monks are really the ancient human race who have the final say.

Just as he was hesitating, the voice of the Saint of Time rang out.

Okay, I agree.

The Saint of Time said, and even sent a message to the Saint of the Original Clan: Promise, I know that your original tribe has ruled the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World for so long, and you must want your original tribe to continue to maintain its rule.

However, when the tentacle tribe really defeats us, we will all die. What is the point of continuing to let your original tribe maintain its rule for a while?

Besides, do you think you rejected it?

The opponent is stronger than us. If we really fight, the Ghost Saint will definitely help the ancient human race. We had no chance of winning.

In that case, why not agree?

The Saint of the Original Clan also knew this truth, but he just couldn't accept it for a while. Hearing the words of the Saint of Time, he felt helpless and could only nod his head and said: Everything is for our Eastern Immortal Cultivation World, and I have no reason to refuse. .”

Okay. Then let's set up the big formation immediately. The Zhangjie Saint heard the sound and quickly urged, The sooner the better, because the layout of the big formation will take too long, and I don't have it. Be sure to set up a large formation before the opponent actually attacks us.

Also, the formation also needs some resources. Although our ancient human race has existed for endless years, we have also given up the best and the most resourceful places during these years. Our resources are not enough.

What else can the Saint of the Original Clan do? He has already agreed, and these resources must be provided. Without resources, not to mention the saints of the ancient human race, even the Saint of Time who has temporarily formed an alliance with him will not agree.

While he agreed, he also looked at Cao Zhen aside, with a look of surprise on his face and asked: Immortal Lord Baifeng, didn't you enter the world of universe? Why are you here?

He had already seen the other party, but because there was a saint from the ancient human race, he never asked this question.

Human race...

Speaking of which, the human race also has many geniuses, but the previous human race did not have saints, and now the human race also has saints. After all, the ancient human race is also a human race, but it has existed for a longer time.

I am afraid that for a long time in the future, it will be the human race that will rule their Eastern Immortal Cultivation World.

Of course, the premise is that they can block the Tentacle Clan's attack and prevent the Tentacle Clan from causing countless killings.

Cao Zhenwen explained: I did enter the World of Universe, but the World of Universe can also enter other realms. I happened to enter our world and encountered the Tentacle Clan attacking our Eastern Cultivation World.

So that's it. The Saint of the Original Clan nodded slightly and asked curiously: I don't know, how are we Eastern monks in the World of Universe? How about those monks from the Tentacle Clan? Are there any saints in the Tentacle Clan in the World of Universe? ?Do we Eastern monks have any saints?”

Although Cao Zhen doesn't appear in the heaven very often, he still knows a lot about the heaven. Hearing the voice, he immediately said: In fact, there are not as many monks from the Tentacle Clan who have entered the world of heaven as we have in the east, and at least there are not as many top masters as we do.

As far as I know, they only have one saint in the world.

The saint of the original tribe suddenly changed his face when he heard this: They still have saints! What about us Eastern monks? Do we have saints?

Yes. Cao Zhen thought of his disciples who had thousands of enemies, and a smile appeared on his face. We Eastern monks also have a saint in the universe.

The saint of the original tribe immediately asked: Oh? Which tribe of monks are you from?

He is a monk from our human race. Cao Zhen did not say that he was his disciple.

Human race...

The saint of the original race looked at the saints of the ancient human race in front of him and sighed again in his heart. The talents of these human races are really terrifying. Now, the power of the human race is even stronger.

Once upon a time, he was the only saint in the entire Eastern world of immortality.

But in the blink of an eye, the number of saints in their Eastern Immortal Realm reached ten.

Perhaps, it has actually reached ten?

After all, he didn't know how many saints there were in the ancient human race. These were just the saints who appeared in front of him.

While he was sighing, across from him, the ancient human race holding a giant hammer suddenly said: You should return to Huanyu as soon as possible.

You are very strong, able to fight a saint head-on, and even gain the upper hand. Although you have not achieved the breakthrough to become a saint, you must still be very close to the saint, otherwise you would not be able to block a saint.

We Eastern monks will inevitably have to fight against the tentacle tribe in the West. When the time comes, one more saint will give us more strength.

The world of the universe is the best place for you to practice and achieve breakthroughs.

When the Saint of the Original Clan and the Saint of Time heard this, their eyes suddenly widened. This Immortal Lord of the Hundred Peaks had also fought against a Saint from the Tentacle Clan, and even gained the upper hand!

In other words, Immortal Lord Bai Feng, can he be regarded as a saint now?

What’s even more terrifying is that Immortal Lord Baifeng has not yet broken through. If Immortal Lord Baifeng breaks through, wouldn’t he become another being as powerful as the ancient human race old man in front of him?

Cao Zhen nodded slightly when he heard the sound and said: I will definitely return to the world of universe.

Although he didn't like the other party's preaching tone like that of an elder, he did want to return to the world.

The saints of the Tentacle Clan have all left, and the other Tentacle Clan must have retreated to their own world.

Otherwise, if all their masters leave and the other tentacle tribes stay, wouldn't that mean they stay and die?

The Tentacle Clan are all gone, so there is no use for him to stay here.

However, he won't leave so soon.

Because of the tentacle tribe's attack, he passed by the Baifeng Sect and did not return to the Baifeng Sect. Now that the war is temporarily over, he naturally wants to return to the Baifeng Sect to see his children and the disciples of the Baifeng Sect. Then leave a part of the inheritance and resources.

Just as the ancient human saint holding a giant hammer was about to say something, the voice of the saint from Zhangjie was already heard: Okay, time is running out, let's prepare the formation first, and then we go back and take out our resources. Fellow Taoist Taoist from the original tribe. , I still need some resources, let me tell you, look where you can get the resources, how about we go to your world first?

As the Zhangjie Saint spoke, he was already flying towards the distance, obviously not giving the Original Clan Saint a chance to refuse.

Cao Zhen looked at the other person's leaving figure, and in his mind, the voice of the saint Zhangjie rang out: Although we are called the ancient human race, we are the same as you, we are all human race, there is no difference between us, just It’s just that the times we live in are different.

Although the formation will be deployed in every world, there is only one core of the formation.

I am a human race, so I will choose to place the core of the formation in the vast world of the human race.

After the words fell, the figure of the Zhangjie Saint had disappeared. At the same time, the other saints had all flown into the distance, and only the Ghost Saint remained in the distance.

Come with me.

Suddenly the voice of the Saint of Ghosts came, and then his body floated away into the distance.

Cao Zhen quickly followed up, looked at the ghost in front of him, and finally couldn't help but ask the question he had been holding in his heart just now: Grand Master, which one is the real you?

He was almost completely sure that the Ghost Saint in front of him was the Grand Master.

After all, the opponent is an ancient human race, and the Saint Zhangjie also called him Zhenxian. Zhenxian is probably the title of Grand Master.

Then, he also wanted to understand a problem. Previously, the Grand Master asked the human race to be responsible for three worlds. As a result, all three worlds had the remains of saints.

At that time, he felt that it couldn't be a coincidence. How could such a coincidence happen? Wherever the human race went, there were saint relics somewhere.

Moreover, the Grand Master specifically asked him to take the disciples of the Baifeng Sect to investigate first.

Now, knowing that the Saint of Ghosts is the Grand Master, everything makes sense. It was the Grand Master who specifically gave them that opportunity.

He still didn't know why the Grand Master appeared in such a way. Moreover, following the wishes of the Saint Zhangjie, the Grand Master separated himself. What about the other Grand Master after separation?

The meaning of Zhangjie Saint is obvious, the other Grand Master is also a Saint.

The other clone was not the Grand Master of the Zhenxian Dynasty that he had seen.