Chapter 1466

"That qinglongzi is good. Most people are still on the first platform, but he is far ahead and has reached the second platform." Cao Rong's eyes twinkled, looked at the platform ahead and muttered in a low voice.

On the first platform, the energy barrier on its surface is extremely tough. Most of the fighters who arrive at the first platform blow on it with a fist, but they are directly shaken by the anti earthquake force to spit blood and fly out.

The more powerful martial artists perform better. They use their skills to bombard the barrier, but they can't smash the barrier except for some ripples.

Only a small number of martial artists have strong strength. If they blow out with one punch, they can blow out the energy barrier into a pit, and then smoothly enter the first platform.

As for the nine secluded areas, those invincible emperors and semi holy warriors broke the wall very fast. In the blink of an eye, they broke the energy barrier into a hole one person high.

"It seems that there are still many talents hidden in the nine secluded places!"

Zhuo Wen and long Tian "reluctantly" smashed the energy barrier. The moment they stepped into the first platform, they were stunned to find that there were nearly 100 people who were faster than them. Most of these nearly 100 people were in the cultivation of invincible emperors and semi saints.

The horror talents like qinglongzi, who are already saints, have rushed to the tail of the second platform and will soon reach the third platform.

"Go!"

Zhuo Wen and long Tian didn't waste time. Without exposing too much, they smashed the exit of the first platform and entered the second platform through the cable bridge.

On the second platform stands a main hall. The surface of the main hall is filled with holy majesty. The front hall door is open, and it is dark inside.

As soon as they entered the hall, they heard a series of screams. Immediately, they were stunned to find that several high-level imperial martial artists who were ahead of them died of a strange explosion.

"Huh? What?" long Tian frowned slightly, obviously not sure why.

"Just go in and have a look."

Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice and walked towards the depths of the hall step by step.

However, when he just took his step, the dense sound of breaking the air suddenly came, as if there were countless arrows around him, stabbing Zhuo Wen's vital points.

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed and his feet stepped out again and again, like ghosts, avoiding the countless broken empty sounds.

At the moment when the last wave of broken air sound sounded, Zhuo Wen stroked his right hand and then explored it. Unexpectedly, he found that the broken air sound was a strange insect.

The insect is the size of a thumb, covered with silver scales, and its mouth is as sharp as a fine needle.

At the moment, the insect lay in Zhuo Wen's palm and kept twisting. Its sharp mouth stabbed into Zhuo Wen's meat and wanted to drill into Zhuo Wen's body.

However, the insect is obviously futile. Zhuo Wen is now a small holy body. Even if he doesn't have the power to trigger the holy body, his body is much harder than ordinary martial artists.

He pinched the insects into powder. Zhuo Wen said to long Tian lightly, "it's just a group of useless insects. Let's go with me."

Long Tian nodded, jumped and immediately followed Zhuo Wen.

Along the way, countless strange insects came and wanted to drill into their bodies, but they were annihilated by Zhuo Wen and passed through the hall unimpeded.

The latecomers of the hall were stunned.

"That guy used his body to directly resist that strange insect? I remember that a martial artist before, even if he took out a high-level defensive imperial weapon, it didn't help."

"Are these insects stronger than others? Let me try."

One of the seven emperors who didn't believe in evil gave a loud shout and plundered out. However, just a short distance away, countless broken empty sounds flashed by. Then the warrior exploded and died.

Hiss, hiss!

During this time, many martial artists who gathered at the gate of the hall and did not dare to move forward took a breath.

Out of the hall, Zhuo Wen saw the third platform in front of him, where there stood upright wooden stakes.

At this moment, the first 500 wooden stakes have been occupied.

Zhuo Wen and long Tian jumped up and landed steadily on the 501st and 502nd wooden stakes, as stable as Mount Tai.

Among them, the most eye-catching is undoubtedly the wooden pile of the top 20. Among them, qinglongzi occupies the first wooden pile, smoke like fire, the second, Yang Yi is the third, and the ghost ghost of the desert island is the fourth, followed by the magic text of the desert island in the fifth, and LV Hantian is the sixth.

To Zhuo Wen's surprise, LV Hantian did not know when he had broken through to become a saint. The hidden holy power was extremely terrible.

Zhuo Wen's other separated Buddhist text is on the 13th wooden stake, while butterfly dance is on the 15th wooden stake, and the Lord of the devil is on the 17th wooden stake.

Among the first twenty wooden stakes, four are in Longyou, three are in Shenyou, three are in Huangyou, three are in demon, two are in flower and one is in other.

However, there is naturally no one in wuyoujing. After all, the high-end genius of wuyoujing has long been completely wiped out by Zhuo Wen.

They didn't have any intention to compete for the stake in front. Zhuo Wen knew that this was only the first pass of the Jiuyou conference. In fact, the number of holy luck obtained here did not have much to do with the number of holy luck finally obtained.

After all, the final winner is the last laugh. Zhuo Wen is very clear that the key to this meeting is the next few levels of the Jiuyou conference.

With the passage of time, there are many martial artists arriving in the back. After all, not every martial artist is as fast as qinglongzi.

Outside the Jiuyou rooftop, the leaders of the nine secluded areas are all smiling, but the face of the Marquis of the Wuyou area is extremely ugly.

Because, among the 3000 wooden stakes, the number of places occupied by their Wu Youjing is very small, and they are all relatively backward. There is no doubt that they will get very little holy luck at that time.

"Damn Zhuo Wen!"

Marquis Wu hated me. If it weren't for Zhuo Wen, they wouldn't be so embarrassed. It's a shame that there is no one in the top 100 this time.

In particular, seeing the joking eyes of the leaders of other secluded places, marquis Wu wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

"Noon is coming. Please wait patiently. The holy luck will be born soon." Cao Rong said faintly.

As soon as this remark came out, many warriors of wooden stake were very excited, including Zhuo Wen and long Tian.

However, after Zhuo Wen was excited, he looked around and frowned slightly, because he couldn't feel any smell of insects among the 3000 people.

"Hmm? Normally, the insect shouldn't miss the Jiuyou conference that day. Why can't I even feel its breath?" Zhuo Wen muttered helplessly.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen also noticed that Cao Rong of the chaotic temple also looked carefully at everyone present. Although he seemed careless, Zhuo Wen could feel that Cao Rong was looking for something.

"It seems that the chaos temple has really found traces of insects, otherwise it won't send a saint of heavenly Saint level plus a Xuansheng teacher." Zhuo Wen secretly said in his heart.

Although Zhuo Wen would like to tell Cao Rong that Tianchong was protected by the green dragon hall, he doesn't dare now. After all, the immortal and sacred objects on his body are attractive to too many people.

At that time, he didn't say anything about the insect. Instead, he provoked a coquettish. It's really not worth the loss.

Now, in fact, what he is most worried about is that after five years, he doesn't know to what extent the insect strength has reached that day.

"Noon has arrived!"

Cao Rong's loud voice suddenly sounded. Immediately, all the 3000 martial artists on the stake looked up, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Even Yang Yi with a lazy face raised her head and showed a playful smile in her eyes.

Boom!

I saw a dazzling golden awn plundering from the depths of the Jiuyou sky.

This golden awn is very strange. Even the dark Jiuyou sky is dyed into endless golden yellow by this golden awn.

The golden awn came quickly and reached the sky above the Jiuyou Tiantai in an instant.

"Is this holy luck?"

Looking at the golden awn that almost dyed the whole Jiuyou sky golden, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice.

However, his eyes did not focus on the golden awn, but fell in the depths of the nine Youtian swept by the golden awn. In the endless void, how did this so-called holy luck come into being? Zhuo Wen is curious.

Boom!

The endless golden awns spread over the Jiuyou rooftop and burst into golden light.

At the same time, the surface of the wooden pile standing upright on the third platform is lit up with complex runes. The power of runes rises to the sky like a big hand, absorbing the countless golden light into the wooden pile.

Zhuo Wen's stake also exudes a power of runes, and Zhuo Wen finds that the closer the stake is to the front, the stronger the power of runes, and the more golden light he can absorb.

The power of the rune soon returned and brought a golden light.

The power of the rune was put back into the stake, and the golden light poured into Zhuo Wen's body. Then Zhuo Wen found that with the pouring of the golden light, his perception of his own law was suddenly enlightened.

The previous doubts about the law were completely solved at this moment, as if he had fallen into an epiphany.

"Is this the effect of holy luck?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed a surprise. No wonder everyone said that Shengyun could help become a saint. It turned out to be so.

This holy luck poured into his body can actually make him feel more deeply about the power of his own law. With the deeper understanding of the power of his own law, it is not difficult to break through the sage.

After all, only one opportunity is needed to break through the sage. This opportunity is to have a deep enough understanding of the power of law and be able to integrate it.

"This holy luck is not enough. If I can get more holy luck, I may feel the power of law several times, tens of times or even hundreds of times deeper than now."

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes became a little hot. He stared at other martial artists around him, showing a greedy look.