Myriad Worlds Military System

"Humph!"

With the departure of the Nether clan, the ancestor Kunpeng couldn't sit still.

This is to become a tribe of the ancestors, the legendary Xian Kunpeng, there can be no accidents.

Ever since, he also learned something, grabbing the Kunpeng phantom and disappearing directly.

There is no doubt that Chen Jun brought them back to their ancestral land.

But it doesn't matter, this does not affect Chen Jun's use of the system to control them.

"you are……"

When the ghost of the Nether tribe came to the land of the nether tribe, Chen Jun controlled the ghost and said with a puzzled look.

Hmm... At this moment, Chen Jun already knew the general situation of the world after consuming five hundred script points.

I also probably understand what kind of identity I am in at this moment.

Therefore, Chen Jun said that he was confident!

Since the breath is not a problem, then he is a living innate nether.

In this way, direct but completely occupy the active position.

"Haha! I introduce myself some!

I am the elder of the Nether clan outside...Elder, named Nether Ying, you can just call me Elder Ying! "

Looking at Chen Jun...Ah! Looking at the ghost of the Nether Race, Nether Shadow said with a smile.

According to the script, Nether Shadow was slightly taken aback, and curiously said:

"You belong to the Nether Race?"

Nether Shadow froze for a moment, and recalled that it seemed that the innate gods had some memories of their own, which was not surprising.

For example, the ancestors of the Nether Clan also had a lot of memories from birth.

People are also congenital creatures, and it is not surprising that they have too much memory of the Nether race at birth.

Moreover, with the curious look of Xuying Youming, he could see that the phantom must have never been in contact with the race.

"Yes! We are the Nether Race!

Little guy...you should know your situation! "

Although in terms of aptitude, Xuying Nether is definitely better than himself.

But...for now, I am still a senior, so I don't need to speak in a low voice.

Furthermore, even in the face of the patriarch, they cannot speak in a low voice.

Xuying Youming nodded, indicating that he understood.

In fact, Chen Jun, who is controlling the every move of Void Nether at this moment, does know.

"I won't say much! Little guy, just say what you need! My Nether Race will provide you with all my strength! So that you can quickly reach the Ancestral Realm!"

The so-called ancestral realm can also be called the main realm or the main divine realm.

The reason why it is called ancestral realm is because the ancestors of all top races are at this level.

Of course, even if the strength of the entire Nether Race is exhausted, it is actually difficult to accumulate a master god.

It wasn't that the aptitude was insufficient. It could only be said that although the resources were huge, it was relative to the existence below the realm of the main god.

Want to break through the main god, how much resources need to be consumed?

At least, the resource family of the main **** level definitely cannot provide it.

Fortunately, Holy Ancestor Kunpeng was not a vegetarian, and was also a powerhouse at the main **** level.

So, when the time comes, you can ask the Kunpeng Saint Ancestor.

But there is no doubt that it is definitely not an easy task to create a master god.

"Is it so direct?"

On the mainland, Chen Jun, who had already returned home, couldn't help being taken aback.

Actually let yourself mention it? Are you really so relieved?

emm...but having said that, after thinking about it, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

After all, this identity is so good after all?

Assuming that he touched his chin pensively, he couldn't help but start thinking about what he really needed.

First of all, it must be a true god-level corpse of the Nether Clan. Chen Jun wants to try if he can create a true Nether Clan.

Then... it must be various other resources.

But then again! Chen Jun is not too much to give Chen Jun.

The most important thing seems to be the corpse.

Regardless of the corpses of any race, they are all kinds of corpses, Chen Jun wants them.

Hmm...By the way, Chen Jun is definitely not a necrophilia, just... out of the idea of ​​saving the script.

"You can do whatever else you want! But now I am about to break through the true god.

I now need to practice a secret method. I need about ten corpses of tribesmen above the war gods, and one of them must be at least in the realm of true gods!

Of course, there are corpses of other races, as long as they are above Wusheng, I need them now. "

After thinking for a long time, Nether Mingyuan said.

That's right, in just such a short time, Chen Jun, who has always been sloppy in naming, has already named the phantom.

Nether Ying was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't understand what Chen Jun or Xian Nether meant.

But... want the corpses of the clansmen to practice secret methods?

Frowning, the ancestor of the Nether Clan felt a little disgusted with this behavior.

But when you think about it carefully, the Clan members are already dead. If the corpse can provide power for the rise of the race, it should be glorious, right?

After hesitating for a while, Nether Ying still nodded.

The only thing he was more entangled with was the corpses of his own people, and the others didn't care.

At present, the cultivation base of the Nether Clan is really the peak of the Martial God realm, not even a true god.

In this state, where can more resources be needed?

Even if all the resources for the phantom's cultivation from the realm of Emperor Wu to the realm of Divine King were given to Chen Jun at one time, it would not have much impact on the fundamentals of the Nether Race.

Of course, in other words, the resources below the **** emperor and even the **** emperor can be easily used by the Nether Clan.

The **** emperor is a little bit more troublesome, but if you squeeze a little, you can get it out.

In fact, the ancestor of the Nether Race in the realm of the **** king is indeed ready to directly hand over enough resources for Chen Jun to cultivate to the peak of the **** king.

Chen Jun is inherently sacred, and there may be many differences from them.

Although the realm of cultivation is much higher than Chen Jun, sometimes the realm cannot represent everything.

The essence of the body made him unable to teach the Nether Yuan.

Of course, it is possible that the Nether Race can teach the Nether Yuan.

But obviously, the Ancestor Nether could not relax his guard.

Because... other powers and races are also eyeing.

In this world, luck is also a good thing.

Fighting for good luck leading to the extermination can only be said to be a simple matter.

And the reason why the Nether Clan is called the Nether Clan, is not casually started.

In fact, the Nether clan does have something to do with Nether, and it can be said that it has a lot to do with it.

What is Nether? That is the capital of reincarnation, and if you can get in touch with the netherworld, you will naturally have some luck in reincarnation.

Although it is only a part and not too many, samsara is one of the three realms of heaven and earth.

Even if it is only part of it, it is extremely majestic.

The Nether tribe owns such a big cake, and honestly the pressure is not small.

Under this circumstance, Ancestor Nether could not relax his vigilance and teach Chen Jun.

Therefore, Chen Jun's next path can only be left by Chen Jun.

But having said that, this is exactly what Chen Jun wants, and it's best to leave him alone.

On the other hand, the Kunpeng Clan's side and the Nether Clan's side are not much different.

To be precise, both sides are quite simple.

After getting the resources from both sides, Chen Jun couldn't help but smile.

"In this way... I can give it a try."

Chen Jun muttered to himself, touching his chin with strange eyes.

With Chen Jun's thought, Kunpeng Void and Nether Void began to retreat synchronously.

Hmm...I have to say, it is worthy of two big clans, the place of retreat, the secret is definitely secret enough.

emm... is a secret realm directly, it is...

Ok! Chen Jun put aside these thoughts and wanted to focus on the Kunpeng phantom.

Just now Kunpeng appeared on the stage, and it was obvious that the two thousand on-site spectators below were directly shocked.

Not surprisingly, he contributed more than two thousand scripts to Chen Jun.

And the rest are full of scripts of more than 3,000.

Lin Lin always added up, it turned out to be just 7,300 script points.

Of course, Chen Jun still felt something was wrong.

Why... is it just seven thousand three hundred script points?

system:……

emm... The system said it was still a little bit embarrassed, so after thinking about it, he completely destroyed the 86 script points that he had put away.

Hmm... she! system! Too cute!

How could it...how could it be possible to deduct the host script point?

What does not exist is just right!

Of course, Chen Jun couldn't figure it out and stopped thinking about it. These trivial matters are not important.

"System! How many script points are needed to turn this body into a phantom?"

Chen Jun spoke, his expression slightly hesitant and said.

To be honest, he is still a little scared, in case the script needed is a sky-high price...

"Detected that it needs to consume two thousand script points!"

The sound of the system is still timid.

Hmm... Chen Jun fell into contemplation, and his systematic tone... seemed a little... humane!

But it doesn't matter, just know that it is two thousand.

The mere two thousand script points are really just a trivial matter for Chen Jun.

"How many script points are needed to get the potential of the other nine corpses to this Kunpeng body!"

At this point, Chen Jun couldn't help asking.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine! Count you a thousand points!"

The system said, the tone is so arrogant.

Chen Jun:...

After a moment of silence, Chen Jun nodded in satisfaction.

It really deserves to be its own system! Don’t you like to look messy?

system:……?

"In other words... it takes about 3,000 script points to create a Kun Xu Dao?"

Chen Jun touched his chin and muttered to himself.

To be honest, the three thousand script points change to a true god...

Hmm... To be precise, it should be said that God, this business is definitely not a loss.

"Then... Expend three thousand script points for me to shape Kun Xu Dao!"

Chen Jun said decisively.

"At the same time! Shape the Nether Yuan on the other side too!

correct! The script point that Nether Yuan needs..."

As if thinking of something, Chen Jun thought, and said.

"It also costs three thousand script points!"

The sound of the system returned to the way it started.

But... Chen Jun still found something wrong with the system.

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