"Brother Wu Yao, do you really mean what you said?"
Zhao Wujiang nodded.
"Thank you, Brother Wuyou!"
"Brother Wu Yao's move is really...a man of God!"
"You keep saying this over and over again, and you are not sincere at all! Brother Wu Hao, Zhou has been wandering for half his life and has not met his master. If I don't abandon you, I would like to worship you as my adopted brother!"
"It's okay, brother, great kindness."
"Oh my god, what a shame!"
"Brother Wu Hao, I would like to call you a virtuous gentleman!"
"It's all right, brother. If I don't give up, I would like Tian to be my bed-warming servant."
"Please, brother Wu Hao."
"I only hate that I am a man, otherwise I would have given my life to you."
"..."
Some people are thanking, and some are already grabbing like crazy, thanking each other while grabbing.
Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly. These spirit-replenishing stones were so strange that he felt a little uneasy, so he might as well give them away.
While everyone was scrambling, a group of creatures containing soul-replenishing stones appeared out of thin air, roaring and running towards Zhao Wujiang.
Everyone kept screaming in surprise.
These creatures were not far away from Zhao Wujiang. Zhao Wujiang put his hands behind his back and restrained his cultivation tightly to ensure that he did not move.
The next moment, these creatures exploded into blood mist that filled the sky, revealing large areas of pink soul-replenishing stones.
It's not a good place to stay for a long time... Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows, things were getting weirder.
The monk from Butian Pavilion who just spoke was shocked and his face was blank. This time he could see clearly that Zhao Wujiang did not move at all.
"Sure enough!" he shouted:
"I didn't expect that Brother Wuyao, you would be so powerful. Even though you are so dazzling, I almost missed you!
Are you so powerful that you can take action without leaving any trace? What kind of genius are you?
Your damn powerful charm has nowhere to go! "
The monks who were frantically grabbing the spirit-replenishing stones were also slightly startled, and when they saw more spirit-replenishing stones, they started to scream and make a noise.
"Brother Wu Hao is truly an immortal!"
"Oh my god, I've never been so moved before. Brother Wu Yao must be worried that we don't have enough points, so he worked so hard to hunt for us so much.
Oh my god, I'm going to cry to death. "
"If you don't give up, brother, I am willing to worship brother Wu Hao as my adoptive father!"
"This kind act has never happened since ancient times. Brother Wu Yao is a role model for our generation and a pioneering saint!"
"After returning to the clan, my king, Dachui, will definitely write brother Wu Wei in the family tree!"
"The heaven and earth are moved, and the sky is weeping."
"Brother Wu Hao, I, the Stone Monkey Clan, want to give birth to a monkey for you."
"..."
Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly, winked at Xuanyuan Jing who was snickering, and began to walk towards the inner level of Dao Lotus.
The man in Butian Pavilion had bright eyes, and he stopped picking up the spirit-boosting stones, and followed at full speed.
The others also noticed it, but were stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to continue picking it up or follow it.
But they soon figured it out. They should put the spirit-boosting stone into a bag first, and it wouldn't be too late to follow them later.
Someone is following Zhao Wujiang.
But there are two sides to the story. There are people in the seventh level of Daolian Heaven who are following Li Chunjun, but they are just sharpening their swords and full of murderous intent.
"Li Chunjun, just go ahead and capture him. In this secret realm of lotus, you can't fly without wings!" Hua Jieyu from the Huaxian Sect, with fluttering clothes and a face full of anger and murderous intent.
"Huh? I, Li Chunjun, can still fly even without wings!" Li Chunjun was protected by numerous powerful sword energy and strong winds within three feet of his body, and was not hindered for a moment.
"You...you can't escape even if you have wings!" Hua Jie's tone made her face turn livid.
Li Chunjun took a deep breath. His mentality was pretty good, but he knew very well that with the Daolian Secret Realm now closed, unless someone was willing to really offend the powerful Huaxian Sect, he really couldn't escape. Modu To be worn to death.
Hua Jieyu and his group were not the monks who had just entered the Divine Transformation Realm or even the Nascent Soul that were chasing him. This group of people were basically in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, and Hua Jieyu's cultivation level was similar to his. If he hadn't had sword energy, Support has long been defeated.
With the help of Su Huayi, many monks in Butian Pavilion also tried to rescue him, but they gave up reluctantly under Hua Jieyu's threat that there was no room for negotiation.
