Section 2039

That is the person most admired by countless human races.

There is almost no human race who does not know the existence of the Lord of the Divine City. Everyone dreams of entering the Divine City. If you ask them who they want to see the most after entering the Divine City.

Then the answer in all likelihood is the Lord of the Divine City.

The Lord of the Divine City represents the supreme, powerful, and mysterious among the human race.

Because Lin Moyu was not born in the big world, he was not much influenced by the big world. On the contrary, he did not show much.

If it were anyone from the big world, even a god, I don’t know how excited he would be at this moment.

Lin Moyu saluted the Heavenly Saint, "This junior has met the Heavenly Saint."

Before Holy Lord Tian could speak, Lord Killer had already spoken, "You're here again, why are you being so polite to this big lantern?"

Tian Shengzun looked at Sha Shengzun with a half-smile, "Old Sha, your skin has grown again, haven't you?"

Saint Killer laughed, "Why, you want to hit me. Don't forget where this place is, I'm not afraid of you here."

Tian Shengzun laughed and said nothing.

Lin Moyu clearly felt that he felt guilty for killing the Holy Lord.

Obviously, this guy can't beat Tian Shengzun.

There is also a difference in strength between the Holy Lord and the Holy Lord.

Saint Hao finally withdrew his gaze, "That guy must have been seriously injured, and his strength is very low. Now is the best chance to catch him." Three.

Chapter 1,752: There is a lot of colorful water, so use it in large amounts to fill it up

When it came to business, Killer Lord also became serious.

"If he can survive from ancient times to the present, he must have transcended the other side. Even if he is severely injured and his strength is non-existent, we must still be careful."

Tian Shengzun said, "We have prepared the colorful water. As long as the battle is resolved in a short time, there will be no problem."

Saint Hao looked thoughtful, "It would be safer if we could wait a few more years for Saint Fu's realm to be fixed and create ancient talismans from it."

Lord Killer shook his head slightly, "I can't wait any longer. He has regained some strength this time by absorbing the blood of the Lord God."

"If we wait a few more years and his strength recovers, it will be difficult for us to deal with him."

"The guy from the Black Blood Realm has many secret techniques. Even if he can't be defeated, it will be difficult for us to deal with him if he wants to escape."

"I can still contain him here. If I leave the dark void, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress him."

"If "Zero One Zero" goes crazy, breaks into the territory of the human race, and swallows the blood of the human race, he will be in big trouble."

Sha Shengzun has both coarse and fine details, and he analyzes things clearly and logically.

Saint Hao sighed softly, "Well, I have 30 drops of colorful water here, and each of us will get 10 drops. I hope it will be enough."

Saint Hao took out three bottles, each containing ten drops of colorful water.

But looking at him, he seemed a little distressed.

This was the first time Lin Moyu saw Saint Hao with such an expression. He would feel sorry for the Water of Ten Thousand Colors no matter what kind of treasure he didn't have in his hands.

Every time the black tide appears, the human race can get at least 20 drops of colorful water. After so many years of accumulation, there should be quite a lot.

It seems that the level of Wancai has been being consumed, otherwise Saint Hao would not have such an expression.

Lin Moyu interrupted, "Three holy lords, I actually have the Water of Ten Thousand Colors."

The three of them looked at Lin Moyu at the same time, and then their eyes widened.

The expressions of the three are all exaggerated, and the most exaggerated one is the Killer Lord.

With his exaggerated expression, Saint Killer murmured, "My dear, did you really get this thing? I thought you got some colorful water after you went in."

Saint Hao's eyes were complicated, "How did you do it? That water dragon is difficult to deal with."

Lin Moyu held the Zushui Ancient Well with one hand, "Fortunately, I killed it."

Tian Shengzun looked at Lin Moyu with an appreciative look, "You did what we didn't do when we were young. I didn't expect you to do it. Yes, it's really good."

Lin Moyu pushed the ancient well of Zu Shui over, "With it, you won't have to worry about not having enough water of all colors. He can condense a drop of water of all colors every ten days."

One drop every ten days is more than 30 drops a year.

In the past, they had to wait for the dark tide, and the income from Wancai Water was very unstable, but now it has become a stable income.

The difference is huge.

The three saints looked at each other, but no one went to get the ancestral water from the ancient well.

Saint Hao said, "This well belongs to you. We can't take it. Just give us some of the colorful water."

Lin Moyu could tell that the saints actually needed the multicolored water.

But they still didn't want to take their ancestral water ancient well.

This sentiment alone corresponds to the status of their Holy Lord.

Although Lin Moyu met the Killing Saint and the Heavenly Saint for the first time, he felt like old friends at first sight.

Especially when they looked at him, they looked at him like a junior of the human race. That feeling reminded him of Bai Yiyuan and others in the past.

Bai Yiyuan and others also treated themselves with such sincerity at the beginning.

If a person treats himself sincerely, he should also treat others sincerely.

Lin Moyu took out the second ancient well of ancestral water and said, "Seniors, please keep it. I have another one here."

The three of them stared wide-eyed again, and Saint Killer's voice trembled, "Where did you come from, and why do you still have one mouthful?"

Lin Moyu said, "It turned out that I wanted to take a few more bites, but it was too late. If I hadn't left at that time, I might not have been able to leave."

Saint Killer said, "I'm here, how could you not be able to leave?"

Saint Hao and Saint Tian looked at him as if they were idiots.

You were there and you didn't say anything, how could anyone know.

If you had said it early, maybe Lin Moyu could get a few more ancient wells, and by then, the human race would have endless amounts of colorful water.

The look in their eyes said, "It's all your fault, why didn't you come out earlier."

Saint Killer looked innocent and regretful at the same time, "If I had known earlier, I wish I had spoken out earlier."

Saint Hao was not polite at the moment, "If this is the case, then we won't be polite."

He reached out and took over the ancient well of Wanshui. Lin Moyu also removed the imprint of his soul, while Saint Hao used his soul to imprint the ancient well of ancestral water.

During this process, Saint Hao's body trembled slightly and his eyes were tightly closed.

An invisible pressure from the Holy Lord filled the starry sky.

It lasted for a full minute before it dispersed. Holy Lord Hao successfully eliminated the Wancai Water Dragon...

This ancient well of Ten Thousand Waters has since changed its owner and has become the property of Saint Hao and the human race.

Lin Moyu was a little confused, "Holy Lord, the colorful water dragon is difficult to deal with, but it does not pose a threat to the Holy Lord. Why don't you go get the ancient well?"

Killing the Holy Master successfully answered, "We also want to, but the other side realm cannot enter the deep space unless we can control the rules of the space."

"Deep space cannot support the power of the Holy Lord. As long as we forcefully enter, it will cause the space to collapse."

"When the time comes, even we will fall into chaos, and life or death will be unpredictable."

Tian Shengzun added, "The God Lord is the limit of entering deep space, and it also requires mastering the laws of space, or using props that use the laws of space."

"But it is difficult for the God Lord to deal with the colorful water dragon. We all tried it when we were young, but we all ended in failure."

"The best time was just a few dozen drops of colorful water."

Lin Moyu recalled the process of his fight against the Wancai Water Dragon, and it was indeed the case.

Even with the soul state that he has reached the other side, coupled with the soul-shooting bow, it is difficult to fight against the colorful water dragon.

Ordinary gods would be lucky if they encountered immortality.

If it weren't for the natural disaster scepter, I would be in big trouble.

Therefore, it is really difficult to obtain the ancient well of ancestral water.

For countless years, so many people from all ethnic groups have never obtained the ancient well of ancestral water.

Lin Moyu thought in his heart that the next time the black tide appears, he can enter the deep space again and get a few more ancient wells of ancestral water 1.1.

There really is no such thing as too much good stuff like this.

Saint Hao took out several jade bottles and at the same time manipulated the ancient well of ancestral water to take out the colorful water.

This time he didn't feel any distress at all and gave a full 100 drops from each bottle. This time it was really a generous amount.

There are thousands of drops of colorful water in an ancient well, which is enough for a long time, and one drop can be replenished every ten days.

With a sufficient amount of colorful water, Saint Killer was full of momentum, "Let's go and beat him."

Saint Hao looked at Lin Moyu, "Do you want to go? If we fight, it might be a bit dangerous."

Lin Moyu thought for a while, "I also want to see a battle between saints."

Tian Shengzun chuckled and said, "It's okay, I'll protect you."