The years are long, and ten thousand years have passed by in a hurry.
The yellow plum on the main peak of Moluo has another layer of flower shadow.
Xiao Tianfeng, of the two seventh-grade black lotus, one successfully advanced and became the eighth-grade black lotus, but the other one stopped at the peak of seventh-grade, and has not crossed that hurdle for ten thousand years. There is little hope.
In the lotus pond, there is an eighth-grade black lotus, a seventh-grade black lotus, a sixth-grade black lotus, six fifth-grade black lotus, and then the fourth, third, second, and first grades fill the lotus pond.
The lower the heel, the harder it is to cross the upper limit of the grade.
Regardless of whether it is an innate spiritual root or an acquired spiritual root, the difficulty of advancing is like a chasm in the sky.
It can almost be said that they are all cut off.
Wu Tian used the mother earth, the divine water of life, and his life spring to cultivate an eighth-grade black lotus based on the seventh-grade. This is because it is the seed of the twelfth-grade innate black lotus and its innate spiritual root. It is difficult to plant the top acquired spiritual roots from the seeds of the seventh level to the eighth level. It is like a chasm between the seventh and eighth levels. It is even more impossible for the ninth level. When the ninth level enters the innate, it is impossible to plant the innate spiritual roots from the seeds of the innate spiritual roots.
Therefore, the ninth grade can only be downgraded to the twelfth grade, but it is impossible to be promoted to the eighth grade.
Therefore, future generations will only hear about a ninth-grade lotus platform.
It was transformed into the twelfth-grade lotus platform that was eaten by mosquitoes.
The wind blows the lotus, the lotus leaves rise and fall, and the lotus flowers sway.
Wu Tian, who was in seclusion, opened his eyes, and in his eyes was a scene that was unprecedented in the world.
Then, he raised his hand and stretched out his fingers, and a chaotic sword energy bloomed instantly, the void shattered, and chaos returned, just a little bit.
At Wu Tian's fingertips, the wind of chaos bloomed, simulating the sword energy of chaos.
Wu Tian let out a breath and had a smile on his face.
Finally something gained.
Well, that seems a bit modest.
Wu Tian stood up and stretched.
He came to the lotus pond again.
The pond was full of lotus flowers, and Wu Tian was very satisfied.
He planted them all, which gives me a sense of accomplishment.
Wu Tian reached out and took out a few lotus seeds.
Throw it into your mouth and it tastes sweet. As for the lotus heart, it is no longer bitter now because it is tender.
Wu Tian was in a better mood while eating lotus seeds and humming a song.
The next moment, he became smaller and jumped from one lotus to another.
If he were number one here, he would definitely sneer at him and imitate him!
Wu Tian picked a handful of lotus seeds, jumped on the eighth-grade black lotus, and lay down with his legs crossed.
At this moment, he is comparable to the little man in yellow. Except for the color of his clothes, they are almost the same, they are just like a little bee.
But he is the lazy one.
Wu Tian ate lotus seeds, hummed a song, basked in the sun, and then fell asleep.
Around him, the lotus flowers swayed gently, once and for all, very lightly, and they all exuded a trace of black air. The lotus pond was filled with black mist, becoming an ink pond, or a devil pond.
Black lotuses are blooming in the magic pool, and a demon ancestor sleeps in the largest black lotus.
Breathing in and out, synchronized with the lotus, this is a magical world.
The second one came back with the first one on his back, carrying a fierce and murderous look.
This is the third time in ten thousand years that he has come back.
But Xiao Tianfeng is still quiet and quiet.
Erfang stepped lightly and stared for a long time.
Then take off the first one and wipe it gently.
Fell asleep for the first time.
Soon, the second one also fell asleep.
There is a bloody storm outside, but this is where they feel at ease.
Over the past ten thousand years, too many creatures have entered the central battlefield.
Not many people make it out alive, but as long as they can make it out, they either have improved their cultivation or have a great path.
There are even people who have broken through the realm of great supernatural powers.
Among them is Bai Yue Xiaobai, the young master of the White Tiger clan.
Both he and No. 1 met Xiaobai and ate dates together.
There is no barrier, especially No. 1 and Xiaobai, they can play together very well.
None of them cared about the East, the West, or the battlefield or not.
There is only joy, the joy of meeting friends, endless words to say, and endless dates to eat.
They also agreed to go back to Longhu Mountain to hunt jujubes together.
As for the central battlefield, new races are constantly joining.
One eye, three eyes, many eyes, four hands, eight hands, many legs.
Those that are unkillable, those that are as tall as a hill, those that gather and disperse without form, those that take form, those that do not take form.
Birds, beasts, turtles, snakes and dragons are even more common.
Rather than saying that it was a boundless and vast battlefield, it was better to say that it was a hunting ground full of dangers.
You could be hunted or trampled to death at any time.
The blood spreads every minute and every second.
The sky was all blood red, and the blood red could not be seen to the edge.
If you step into the doomsday, people's hearts will become bloodthirsty.
Even a person with great supernatural powers like Second will be affected if he stays for a long time.
Therefore, he always comes back to practice, mainly to get rid of those negative influences.
Brahma created ten sons, and ten more Prajapatis were born in the West.
They multiply life in abundance.
In the West, ten kingdoms emerged.
Fight with hundreds of tribes in the East.
Kunpeng created the Beiming Demon Clan in Beiming.
Hongyun did not create his own race.
One is due to personality, and the other is attributes.
He is of the fire attribute, unlike Kunpeng's water attribute.
The Wood Clan and the Gold Clan appeared together.
Donghua created the Wood clan, and Queen Mother Xi created the Jin clan.
