Chapter 1289 The Truth About the Training Camp

Wutian continued to go deeper.

When it reached three hundred feet, the power was comparable to the emperor's tribulation of the minor emperor.

At this time, despite the Heavenly Thunder Body Refining Technique, he did not dare to continue.

Although the power of thunder and lightning was not enough to seriously injure him, it could still make him skin and flesh burst.

With others around, he did not dare to expose the golden blood.

But he was very curious about who was sitting cross-legged in the thunder and lightning.

Moreover, he had to go to the center of the Heavenly Thunder Pool to find a bead, which was called the Heavenly Thunder Bead and was the core of the Heavenly Thunder Pool.

In other words, it was because the Heavenly Thunder Bead released a large amount of thunder and lightning power that formed this Heavenly Thunder Pool. Therefore, only by shaking the Heavenly Thunder Bead could Han Tian sense it.

While pondering, Wutian came up with a plan, and his mind moved, and the second realm was opened.

The Shura armor transformed by the second realm not only has extremely strong defense, but also has the power to remove half of the attack power.

When he put on the armor, Wutian immediately felt that the damage caused by thunder and lightning was reduced sharply.

Then, he took a step forward and continued to walk inside.

"It's him."

Gradually, he finally saw the true face of the black figure, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The man was sitting cross-legged at a height of 400 feet. He was burly, with his upper body exposed. His skin was bronze, and his muscles were like dragons, rising and falling with his breathing, full of explosive power.

At the same time, the man in black was also looking at Wu Tian. Although Wu Tian was wrapped in the Shura armor at this moment, covering his face, the aura that naturally emanated from his body made him very familiar.

After thinking carefully, he showed a look of sudden enlightenment and frowned, "Li Buluan, why are you here?"

Wutian stopped in front of the man in black and said lightly: "Don't forget that I am also a pure body cultivator."

"Of course I know you are a pure body cultivator, but the power of the thunder and lightning here is equivalent to the emperor's calamity of the Great Emperor. How can you get in unscathed? Is it because of the armor on your body?"

The man in black said, his eyes full of suspicion, but there was a trace of greed hidden deep inside.

Wutian sensed it slightly, and the power of the thunder and lightning here was indeed not much different from the emperor's calamity of the Great Emperor.

Then he looked up and looked deeper, his brows tightly knitted together.

"Huh!"

After a while, he exhaled secretly, then glanced at the man in black, and silently withdrew from the Tianlei Pool and put away the second domain.

It was only four hundred feet away, and the power was so strong. If he continued to go deeper, I am afraid that even the Shura armor could not withstand it, not to mention that the armor only had thirty breaths of time, so he rationally withdrew.

Standing outside the Heavenly Thunder Pool, he pondered for a long time and came to two conclusions. Either the three of them were in a closed-door retreat, or something happened to them.

But he firmly believed that the first reason was the reason.

Because the seal where the three of them were was set by the three great military spirits. At the beginning, they even threatened that even Lu Lan and others could not break it.

Therefore, the chance of encountering an accident is very small.

The only way now is to go to the ninth area to find them in person.

However, this place is very far away from the ninth area, and even if he teleports, it will take several months.

After thinking about it, Wu Tian finally decided to wait. If there is no news from Ye Tian tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, he will use the space-time gate to rush to the ninth area.

The space-time gate can transmit a distance of 100 million miles at a time, which can shorten most of the time.

Then he took a deep look at the depths of the Heavenly Thunder Pool, and turned to walk towards the No. 502 training room.

The person who practiced in the thunder pool was Shi Zhou of the alliance.

He was very impressed with this person.

Because he was also involved in the serious injury to Ye Tian.

In the past, he didn't take Shizhou seriously, but when he saw him before, he couldn't help but start to look at him with new eyes.

He remembered that this person's initial cultivation was similar to Su Jun's, and he seemed to be at the Great Saint Great Perfection.

But after two thousand years, his current physical realm has actually reached the Great Emperor Great Perfection Stage.

And Su Jun's strength, he saw at a glance before, was still in the initial stage.

In other words, Shizhou's qualifications are even more terrifying than Su Jun.

Of course, this is inseparable from hard work.

Shizhou is usually very low-key. As far as he knows, it seems that he only appeared when Bai Kuang was making trouble in the God Realm. The rest of the time, he was probably in the Tianlei Pool, using the power of thunder and lightning to temper his body.

Moreover, as a physical cultivator, he knew very well the taste of being tempered by thunder and lightning for many years. People without great perseverance can't bear it at all.

If he is not eliminated as soon as possible, it will definitely be a big trouble in the future.

Entering the No. 502 training room, Wu Tian silently calculated.

The next day.

The sky had just turned white, and everyone returned to the divine realm one after another, but they all looked listless and unhappy.

You know, there are only three days of relaxation in a thousand years, but it was shortened to one day, so everyone was naturally very uncomfortable.

After Jiang Moshan and others came back, they didn't have much complaints. They chatted with Wu Tian for a while, Mo Xin went back to the No. 1 training room, and Huangfu Mingzhu and Lin Ruiqing continued to practice.

"Brother Li, why don't we go to the fighting arena?"

Jiang Moshan invited.

"Okay."

Wutian pondered for a while, and appeared in the registration hall at the edge of the fighting arena with Jiang Moshan.

Ni Yeye naturally would not miss any opportunity to understand Wu Tian, ​​and followed him shamelessly.

At this time, the sun had risen, and the sunlight spread down, a little dazzling, but very warm, giving people a warm feeling.

At the edge of the registration hall and fighting arena, tens of thousands of people have gathered, whispering and discussing.

The content is nothing more than, how many consecutive wins do you have? Do you have any winning tips? Who is the next opponent?

But as soon as Wutian and the three people appeared here, the focus of discussion immediately shifted to them.

Needless to say, Ni Yeye won a hundred consecutive victories in one day and created a legend.

But he is the most reassuring among the three, because he has already won a hundred consecutive victories and cannot continue to participate in the war, so he poses no threat to everyone.

But Jiang Moshan and Wu Tian are different.

The first person to create the legend, Jiang Moshan can be said to be their number one enemy.

Wutian made a big fuss in the Imperial City and killed six of Li Yi with a wave of his hand. Such strength also made them fearful.

Even some veteran great emperors are secretly praying that the two of them must not sign up, and if they sign up, they will not meet each other.

Of course, relatively speaking, facing Wu Tian is less stressful than facing Jiang Moshan.

Because among these people, there are also many people who are fully confident and can easily kill Li Yi and others.

For Wutian, what they really admired was his courage.

In the registration hall, Ni Yeye whispered: "Jiang Moshan, according to my observation, since we arrived now, more than a hundred great emperors in the Dacheng stage have signed up. The chance of encountering them is very high. You haven't broken through to the Dacheng stage yet. , I think it’s better not to join the war.”

"But I want to try." Jiang Moshan said.

"I think what Ni Yeye said makes sense. Eighty consecutive wins are rare. If you accidentally lose one game, it's not worth it."

We were chatting in the training room before, and Wutian already knew a lot about everyone's situation over the years, so when he saw Jiang Moshan looking a little ready to make a move, he expressed his opinion.

"Well, when the breakthrough reaches the culmination stage, I will make up for the next twenty games."

After careful consideration, Jiang Moshan followed the two people's suggestions. After all, if he lost, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

And as long as he breaks through to the adult stage, he will have enough confidence to dominate the audience. This can be heard from his understatement.

"If you are brave but have no plans, no matter how talented you are, you are just a brave man, and you will never achieve anything great. But being wise and brave is a real hero. You are very worthy of admiration. I believe that when my father sees you, he will also be impressed by you."

Ni Yeye smiled, obviously very satisfied with Jiang Moshan.

Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and chuckled: "Bastard Li, do you want to sign up? You must know that Diyuan Lingcao is a very rare treasure, and I asked Mr. Song that there are only five Diyuan Lingcao left. "

"Yes, Brother Li, your strength is unfathomable. You might as well give it a try. If you are lucky, you can really win a hundred consecutive victories."

Jiang Moshan was also encouraging.

The purpose of the two of them was clear to Wutian. They just wanted to take the opportunity to see through his strength.

However, if he simply lets them get their wish, then he is not Wu Tian.

"Okay, I'll go try it."

Wutian nodded and walked to a counter at the far end of the hall.

The four guardians were all sitting behind the counter.

Before he could speak, Mr. Song, who was sitting behind the counter, chuckled and said, "Why, are you feeling excited too?"

Wu Tian smiled lightly and said, "Who wouldn't be tempted by the Earth Origin Spirit Grass?"

The Guardian of the Eastern Territory said calmly: "The Earth Spirit Grass is indeed very coveted, but it also depends on whether you have the ability to get it."

Wu Tian said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I'm also wondering whether I have this ability. Why don't we just wait and see."

"snort!"

The Guardian of the Eastern Territory snorted coldly and said nothing.

Mr. Song cast an admiring look at Wutian, took out a token from the space bracelet, placed it in front of Wutian, and said with a smile: "I knew you would come to participate one day, so I have prepared it for you. "

Wu Tian cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Song."

Then he took the token and looked carefully. It was as big as a baby's palm. It was as white as jade and had a smooth surface. There were a few small characters engraved on the front.

"Li Buluan, number one."

Seeing this number, Wu Tian was a little stunned.

It can be said that he is the last person to compete in the entire divine realm. How can he still have the number one?

Could it be that Mr. Song had not guessed it earlier, but had planned him in from the beginning?

At this time, Mr. Song sent a message: "Do you remember the three peerless monsters I told you about at the beginning?"

"Remember."

Wu Tian secretly replied that when he went on a special mission, Mr. Song had mentioned to him that there was a monster in each of the three major realms who had continuously broken through seven minor realms in just over five hundred years.

Song Lao sent a message: "Actually, the reason why I want to hold this training camp is to let you compete with these three people."

"What? Is it all because of me that you went to the Heavenly Territory to find the Emperor of Heaven and the Demon Lord, and asked people from the three major territories to come to the Northern Territory?"

Wutian was shocked and suspicious.

"That's right."

Mr. Song responded, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes.