Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 794 Raised a 'Father'

Just listen to the god of creation clock.

"Hey, boy, you are still too simple. The old man is inherited from the ancient times, has the ability to open up the world, surpasses the holy artifact, the top existence in this world, although it is incomplete now, but I am so pleasing to you, how can I not Make a plan."

Wu Yun spat out a mouthful of old blood and almost passed out.

This TM is really being calculated by this old guy.

Just as Wu Yun was gnashing his teeth in anger, the sound of the divine bell of good fortune came out again.

"Do you think that with your little holy fire and that ordinary divine weapon, you can break through my creation space?"

"Creating space? Isn't that a space formation?"

Suddenly, Wu Yun's eyes twitched and he said, "You let me in on purpose? I..."

"Haha, of course, but then again, what did you do before? It seems to be an energy vortex, but it doesn't look like it."

Wu Yun said angrily, "Hmph, you also have something you don't know? Didn't you say you know everything? Guess for yourself."

Fortune God Bell was not angry, and said: "It's okay, it's okay not to say it, according to my feeling, as long as your body can bear it, that thing can devour all the energy bodies in this world, so very good, in the future With the assistance of this thing, as long as you are not afraid of hardships and dangers, my strength will be advancing by leaps and bounds."

Wu Yun's face changed, and he said, "What do you mean, you want to snatch the spiritual energy from me?"

"No, no, don't say it so badly. Anyway, you are my host now, so I will leave you a little bit."

Wu Yun is so regretful and annoyed that he shouldn't have let this old bastard in, but now he can't drive him away.

Originally, there was an Indestructible Holy Body and the Shadow of the Martial God to snatch the spiritual energy resources with him.

How arduous is the task in the future?

Just waiting for this moment, I just heard the good fortune clock say again: "Okay, don't be so sad, I said that in the future as long as I can help you, I will definitely help you, you just need to cultivate yours well. "

Wu Yun sighed and lost his temper in the face of this old urchin, the old bastard.

But anyway, it can be regarded as a help. This old guy still looks quite awesome. In the future, whenever he encounters difficulties that cannot be solved, he will be able to contribute to some extent.

Thinking of Bai Yuji and Zi Linglu, he also asked, "What is your cultivation base now? I have an enemy who is very strong. If you can help me, I will give you more effort in the future."

Never thought, the old guy's answer almost didn't make Wu Yun mad again.

"Me, I don't have any real fighting power right now, and I'm seriously damaged, so I want you to hurry up and devour the spiritual energy. If you want me to be of substantial help to you, you should hurry up and find the remaining eight fragments of me. At the same time, you Devour a lot of spiritual energy to help me recover."

"I……"

At this moment, Wu Yun even wanted to scold her mother, gritted her teeth, and said.

"You mean that I will not only help you find the eight fragments, but also devour the spiritual energy to help you recover? That is to say, the current you has no effect at all? Moreover, you have to rely on me not to leave? "

"Probably, that's what it means." The God of Fortune gave a tone that a dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

"I'm CNM!"

Wu Yun finally couldn't bear it any longer and cursed.

Cultivation used to be very difficult, but now this is another father!

After the anger, Wu Yun also sighed again and again.

Originally, the last hope was that this guy would be able to play some role.

Looking at it now, it's useless.

"Don't be so pessimistic. I still have a role to play. For example, if you encounter something you can't understand, you can ask me. I know more than you."

"Go away! Shut up!"

Wu Yun really didn't want to talk to him any more at this moment.

Now, he even deeply regrets why he came to this Immortal Valley.

This is self-inflicted guilt.

Encounter the clock of good fortune.

I thought it was a great opportunity, but I never thought that this was taking myself into a ditch.

He dug a hole, jumped into it, and covered it with soil.

However, the god of creation clock is not angry.

Hehe smiled and said, "Come on, I'm optimistic about you, I believe you have this ability!"

After a pause, he was probably afraid that Wu Yun would not be able to withstand the blow and committed suicide.

Then he said, "Don't worry, I'll be able to grow up when I grow up. I promise you won't regret it by raising me."

Wu Yun ignored him.

The God of Fortune did not speak again.

At this moment Wu Yun can be described as wanting to cry without tears.

The original task is already very heavy. In three years, it is necessary to reach the Yuanhe realm cultivation base.

You must also become an eighth-level alchemist.

Now here comes such an old bastard who can't do anything.

It is equivalent to doubling the difficulty of his cultivation.

But having said that, Wu Yun also knew that although the character of this good fortune bell is an old urchin.

It seems that there is no formality, but this guy can survive from the ancient times to the present.

Its capabilities are, of course, indisputable.

As long as it becomes stronger in the future, and Wu Yun can find a way to keep it.

Certainly a great help.

But before it gets stronger again.

That needs to be raised with the spiritual energy that should belong to Wu Yun.

If it is normal, the progress of strength will be slower, and it does not matter to Wu Yun if it takes a few years or even decades to cultivate.

For practitioners, these decades are nothing.

But Bailing can't wait, Bailing only has three years.

The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache, Wu Yun even had an urge.

I want to smash my dantian with one punch.

In the end, he sighed, for Bailing, he had to fight.

Three years, Yuanhejing!

In fact, Wu Yun really doesn't need to be so pessimistic, although the divine bell of good fortune will swallow up part of the spiritual energy that should belong to him.

But the help to him in the future will definitely be huge.

It's just that Wu Yun doesn't know about these things that haven't happened yet.

As the God of Fortune Clock entered Wu Yun's body.

The creation space also disappeared.

At this moment, Wu Yun was already standing in the thick fog that reappeared in Xianren Valley.

He sighed, looked around, and muttered to himself in annoyance.

"Damn, I didn't get anything this time. I just suffered and brought a father back."

Just as Wu Yun was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of the divine bell from within his body.

At this moment Wu Yun was angry, and he wanted to be angry as soon as he opened his mouth.

But when he listened to the god of creation clock finish speaking, he was surprised: "Is this true?"

"Hurry up, what are you doing with so much ink, I've been here for so many years, how many good things are there?"

Wu Yun hesitated for a moment, then said, "I hope you didn't lie to me. If you dare to play with me again, I will smash my dantian with one punch, and even you will be destroyed, and no one will want to live."

Immediately following the direction indicated by the God of Fortune Clock, he turned around in the Valley of Immortals.

Finally, Wu Yun looked at the extra treasures in the storage ring.

That angry face finally showed a somewhat satisfied smile.

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