Chapter 847: Retreat for a Hundred Years

After bidding farewell to the five great spirits, Wu Tian went to see the other six elemental spirit veins.

It turned out that they had all grown into large spirit veins.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the current Star Realm, one year of cultivation is equivalent to ten years in the outside world!

Perhaps, it is far more than that.

If such a treasure land is exposed to the world, it will undoubtedly be robbed by people.

With an excited and excited mood, Wu Tian returned to the top of the sacred tree and secretly told Han Tian the secret of the Hunyuan Five Elements Technique.

Han Tian was naturally surprised and happy to receive this news. He did not say a word of gratitude to Wu Tian and directly broke through the air and left.

Wu Tian calmed down and began a century-long retreat.

As for the way to get rid of the three great gods, he could only take one step at a time.

Samsara City.

One day not long after Wu Tian retreated, a group of ten people appeared in front of the gate of the Saint Mansion.

These were nine men and one woman.

The nine men were all dressed in gorgeous purple clothes, with tall statures and handsome faces, looking quite extraordinary, but the arrogance at the corners of their mouths greatly reduced their image.

The woman was wearing a floor-length white silk dress, with two slender jade arms looming, as white and flawless as lotus roots, and black and shiny black hair fluttering gently in the wind. From a distance, she looked like a beautiful ink painting, quiet and elegant, spotless.

Such a beautiful woman, no matter where she goes, is the object of people's covetousness, but from the eyes of the nine men, there is not even a trace of desire.

On the contrary, there is a strong sense of awe!

Obviously, this woman is not only stunning, but also extremely powerful!

When the broad-faced guards and others who guarded the Saint Palace saw this woman, without exception, they couldn't help but lose their minds for a while, with a face full of infatuation and possessiveness.

However, several people did not dare to take action, because they felt a fatal threat from the ten people in front of them.

The broad-faced guard pinched his arm hard, grimacing in pain, but he finally got rid of those inappropriate thoughts in his mind, and his face was straightened. He bowed and said, "Excuse me, gentlemen and ladies, what are you doing here at the Saint's Mansion?"

"Quickly notify Wu Tian and ask him to come out to see us." One of the purple-clothed men glanced at the guards with disdain and said arrogantly.

"How dare you! You dare to call the Saint's name directly, are you so bold?" The broad-faced guard shouted immediately.

Although he was afraid of the strength of the few people, he was not afraid as long as it involved the Saint.

Because even if they took action, it would not be his turn, and someone would naturally come out to deal with the few people.

"Holy Lord? Nothing special." The purple-clothed man raised his lips with a very disdainful smile: "I'll give you three breaths of time. If you don't report it, you will never have a chance."

"I also advise you that no matter who you are, no matter how strong you are, since you have come to Samsara City, you must abide by the rules here, otherwise..."

"What else?"

The broad-faced guard hadn't finished speaking when he felt a gust of wind coming, and a face with an evil smile suddenly appeared in front of him, only three inches away from his own face.

He even felt a terrifying murderous intent, and suddenly, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar for thousands of years, his whole body was cold and his hair stood up!

However, when he thought of the Jiao Emperor and the Lord Demon, who were both in the Saint Palace, the broad-faced guard was no longer afraid. He raised his head and chest, looked directly at the purple-clothed man, and sneered: "It seems that you are here to cause trouble on purpose."

"Yes, we are here to cause trouble."

The purple-clothed man nodded seriously, stepped back a few steps, glanced at the three big characters "Saint Palace" on the gate, and said disdainfully: "A mere waste in the perfect stage of divine transformation, what qualifications does the world have to worship him as a saint? It's better not to have this thing."

As he said, he actually made a move directly, pointed out with one finger, and a sword finger emerged and shot towards the three big characters!

Several guards suddenly changed color. The three characters of Saint Palace were of great significance. How could they be destroyed?

Although they knew they were not opponents, they did not hesitate at all. They sacrificed their own holy weapons, stepped forward, and vowed to stop this man's plot at all costs.

"Ants want to shake trees? What an idiot!"

The purple-clothed man's disdain grew stronger. His big hand seemed to wave lightly, but a strong wind blew, the void was annihilated, and the broad-faced guards and others were shocked as they rushed forward. As a blood arrow spurted out, they flew backwards like a meteorite and hit the gate of the Saint Palace.

With a bang, the gate shattered, and several people flew into the depths of the Saint Palace with the wood chips all over the sky, fell into a pond, splashed several feet high waves, and blood spurted out of their mouths.

However, several people did not dare to be negligent, and hurriedly shouted: "Someone wants to destroy the plaque of the Saint Palace, everyone go and stop it!"

The words shocked everyone!

The guards in the Saint Palace sacrificed their holy soldiers and rushed towards the gate!

In fact, with their strength, even if they arrived at the scene before the plaque was destroyed, it seemed to be useless.

"Everyone retreat."

But at this moment, a plain voice sounded.

At the same time, at the gate of the Saint Palace, a middle-aged man in white appeared. He flicked his sleeves, and the sword finger that was already zero distance from the plaque suddenly disappeared without causing any damage to the plaque.

"Who are you?" The purple-clothed man's pupils shrank slightly. He could easily disintegrate his full-strength attack. This person must be the top powerhouse in Samsara City.

The person who came was Xia Xuan Sheng. He had noticed the situation here early on, but he wanted to see who these people were and what their purpose was, so he didn't show up for a long time.

Xia Xuan Sheng did not answer, but looked at the few people. When he saw the young woman, a flash of shock flashed deep in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Are you here to see the Holy Lord?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If we don't look for Wutian, why should we look for you?" The man in purple sneered.

This person's strength has definitely reached the heavenly and human stage, but in his own clan, there are as many powerful people at the heavenly and human stage as rice, which is not enough to make him feel the slightest awe.

Xia Xuan Sage smiled lightly and said: "The Holy Lord told me before he left that if anyone comes to see him, let me entertain him well. You may as well go to Xia Xuan Mansion as guests first. After the Holy Lord comes back, he will naturally Summon you."

"Is Wutian absent?" The man in purple frowned.

The Holy Master Xia Xuan nodded and said: "After the Holy Lord took over the Eastern Territory that day, he left alone. No one knows where he went. If you are not willing to go to Xia Xuan Mansion, then go to the restaurant in the city and wait for the good news. "

"What a big arrogance. I don't believe it. If Samsara City was in crisis, he wouldn't show up?" The man in purple said coldly, and a terrifying aura quickly awakened.

"It's enough after messing around for so long, let's go!"

However, at this time, the beautiful woman who had been watching with cold eyes made a voice that was like the sound of nature, but also revealed a touch of indifference, then turned around and led eight other people towards a nearby restaurant.

The man in purple's eyes flashed sharply, and he pointed at Xuan Sheng's nose unscrupulously, and said coldly: "Listen to me, tell Wutian to come back as soon as possible, otherwise once we lose our patience, not only the Holy Lord's Mansion, but also reincarnation will happen. The city is facing catastrophe!”

After saying that, he turned around and walked away.

Looking at the backs of several people, Xia Xuansheng touched his nose and muttered: "Young people nowadays really don't know what it means to respect the old and love the young, but the strength of these people seems to be comparable to Han Tian, ​​especially That woman made even me feel palpitated, so it seemed necessary to report her to the Holy One."

Then, he raised his head and glanced at the three characters 'Holy Lord's Mansion', which disappeared without any warning.

As everyone knows, in order to retreat with peace of mind, Wu Tian not only put the Wan Xiang Ling into a mustard bag, but also sealed the sea of ​​consciousness.

Time flies, and a hundred years fly by.

Those ten mysterious young men and women never imagined that they would have to wait for a hundred years.

Star Realm!

On this day, Wutian's eyes, which had been closed for a hundred years, finally opened.

Two rays of light shot out, and he turned to look at Han Tian and the others, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A hundred years have passed, and the auras of Han Tian, ​​Longhu, and Tiangang have increased significantly. It is obvious that in these hundreds of years, the three of them have made breakthroughs and succeeded.

Shadow's cultivation has also improved to an incredible level, and the aura he exudes is almost comparable to that of Han Tian and the others a hundred years ago!

Even the Xuan Sage, with the help of the Star Realm and the Heaven-reaching Sacred Tree, broke through again!

In comparison, Wu Tian seems a bit unbearable. He has not made any progress in either the physical realm or the cultivation realm.

But that's just the outside.

For a whole hundred years, Wutian has been recuperating and recuperating. Not only has he completely repaired the hidden injuries he suffered before, he has also raised his soul power to the peak of the holy level. He is only one step away from entering a higher level.

However, this step left him wanting but unable to do anything.

Wutian is also open-minded, maybe one day the opportunity comes, and he will naturally and smoothly break through.

Of course, the biggest gain is the potential.

After a hundred years of meditation and accumulation, Wutian's potential at this moment has reached an incredible level. He even has a feeling that with a little thought, he can make the Sky-breaking Finger evolve again.

"I have stayed in the perfection stage of divine transformation for so many years. I wonder if I can surpass the record of Han Tian and others and rush directly to the heaven-human stage." Wutian muttered, his eyes flashed, he stood up, took a step forward, and immediately appeared in Beyond the seal, the medicinal fields are high in the sky.

"Is the breakthrough finally coming?"

At the same time, within the five spiritual veins of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the five souls opened their eyes one after another. For some reason, their eyes were full of expectation, as if they had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, the five souls stood up at the same time, took one step forward, and appeared in the sky above their respective spiritual veins in the next moment.

"Four brothers, do we really have to do what that damn old man told us? I always feel that this is a bit unfair to me." The fire element soul glanced at the other four souls and secretly transmitted messages to them.

"Actually, I don't want to either, but what can we do? It's impossible to ignore the words of that dead ghost dad! Besides, the dead ghost dad's purpose is also for my own good. I hope he can go further." said the Gold Elemental Spirit.

"Alas!" The Fire Elemental Spirit sighed: "Then it's decided, let's wait and see!"