In the end, the group of ghost cultivators decided to wait a little longer.

Because, Lin Yun agreed with them about the time, at most, it could only affect them for three thousand years.

For three thousand years, no matter whether their innate potential can be transformed or not, he will stop.

It only takes about a hundred years for the ghost cultivation he influences to reach the level of condensing the six-pattern godhead, and some consumption can be borne by him, but if it is three thousand years, he can't let the ghost cultivation he influences reach the level of condensing the seven-pattern godhead, he is a little unacceptable.

It's not that there is no consumption, as time goes by, Lin Yun feels more and more obvious that this consumption is obvious.

Also, he couldn't stay in the Netherworld for too long, on the one hand, he didn't want to increase his age too much, otherwise it would be detrimental to his actions to break the new heavy heaven of the Netherworld in the future.

On the other hand, while cultivating and consuming like this, he actually didn't make much progress, at least, it was far less than his return from destroying those dead universes in the Great World of Living Beings and gaining the power of the origin of the bloody universe.

This kind of time is very unnecessary and really wasteful.

Perhaps, in his later stage, after breaking all the heavy heavens in the Netherworld, he will do this, but not now.

Time passes slowly......

For Lin Yun, this time is not short.

But compared to the ghost cultivators of the Netherworld, this time is not long, every time Lin Yun leaves and comes back, the Netherworld High Heaven is tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years.

Three thousand years, very insignificant.

What's more, minus the previous five hundred years, there are only two thousand five hundred years left, just stay for another two thousand five hundred years, and change the opportunity for talent potential to upgrade, and the ghost cultivators will naturally not miss it.

In a thousand years, the number of ghost cultivators around Lin Yun had reached eighty.

At the time of two thousand years, the number of ghost cultivators around Lin Yun had reached one hundred and thirty.

At the time of three thousand years, the number of ghost cultivators around Lin Yun had reached one hundred and fifty.

Moreover, in the past hundred years, there have been no new ghost cultivators around Lin Yun.

He had already decided that he would leave after three thousand years, and there would be no time to cultivate new ghost cultivators.

Most of the updated ghost cultivators have just entered the Netherworld High Heaven Cultivation, and they have not yet cultivated, and these ghost cultivators around Lin Yun are probably the limit number that can reach the standard in the past three thousand years.

"Guomu Bor, you start to break through the Divine Realm!" On this day, Lin Yun opened his eyes, looked at Guomu Boer among the ghost cultivators, and said.

"Yes, my lord!" Gomubol nodded.

The next moment, Guomu Boer walked into the distance in one step, and the breath in his entire body was released, and immediately, the heavens and the earth changed color, the huge energy shook, and Guomu Boer's body exuded a mysterious aura.

He could have broken through to the god realm a long time ago, but he had been suppressed by him, and he was no longer suppressed at this moment, so he naturally reacted with heaven and earth immediately.

"It's starting to break through!"

"I don't know how many godheads can be condensed by Guomu Bor!"

All the ghost cultivators also looked at this scene nervously and said secretly.

"Hum—"

A golden streak appeared on the rudimentary form of the godhead condensed by Fruit Wood Bor.

Then there is the second gold vein, and the third gold vein......

Not long after, the process of condensing the Godhead of Guomu Boer ended, and Guomu Boer only condensed the six-pattern Godhead.

It has influenced more than 2,900 years, and in the end it is still the six-pattern godhead, and it can basically be said that all the influence of these 2,900 years has been wasted.

In fact, Lin Yun could faintly sense the changes in the talent potential of these ghost cultivators, and he had already sensed that after the talent potential of the ghost cultivators such as Guomu Boer had been raised to the level of being able to condense the six-pattern godhead, he had never improved again.

But when I really saw this scene, I couldn't help but shake my head in disappointment.

It's a big loss, it's a big loss.

In the past three thousand years, he has been releasing the power of yin and yang to balance and affect these ghost cultivators, not only has it been a loss, but it is also a waste of time, but there is no more gain, I already knew that he might as well influence other new ghost cultivators, these three thousand years combined, maybe it can affect thousands of ghost cultivators.

The sum of the thousands of ghost cultivators who can condense the six-pattern godhead is also a very powerful force, and as a result, it was all wasted.

However, since it is an experiment, waste is inevitable.

What's more, three thousand years have passed, and Lin Yun has not sensed the changes in these ghost cultivators, and he has long been mentally prepared.

"That's it, that's it!" Lin Yun shook his head.

It doesn't hurt to have a six-pattern godhead, cultivate it well, the probability of breaking through to the top god realm in the future is still very high, even if it is not impossible to break through to the peak god realm, it is not that there are no such examples in history.

Soon, one by one, ghost cultivators began to break through.

In the end, all they condensed were six-pattern godheads.

This year, one hundred and fifty new natural breakthrough divine realms were added to the Netherworld.

The current Netherworld High Heavy Heaven is no longer the original small number of ghost cultivators, and in addition, the movement of the birth of the new god realm is not small, so that many ghost cultivators feel that the number of ghost cultivators is too large, and all kinds of information are naturally difficult to hide.

For a moment, the entire Netherworld shook.

"More than a hundred new god realms...... Hahahaha!" For more than thirty days in the Netherworld, Emperor Wu received this information, looked up to the sky and laughed, and his tone was quite sad.

Time passed, because he had been cultivating in the Low Heavy Heaven, and he couldn't get in touch with the best opportunity when the New Heavy Heaven was broken, and the time consumed was short, so although his strength had improved a lot, he still hadn't broken through to the God Realm.

Now he heard that the information about the birth of a new god realm one by one, many of them are ghost cultivators, he has never heard of before, some small people who used to be in the netherworld at all, and even only ordinary saint realms.

As a result, now, one by one, they have broken through to the realm of the gods.

And he, one of the Nine Emperors, was still stranded in the realm of the Peak Saint King......

One of the Nine Emperors, one of the Nine Emperors, hehe, what a ridiculous name!

The title of Nine Emperors has existed in name only!

It's just like the title of the Ten Halls of Yama that was praised and looked up to by the ghost cultivators of the Netherworld!

The Nine Emperors will also become history!

It's just that...... How long has it been?

Is there a hundred years in the time of the great world of living beings? Is there ten years?

In just a few years, such a sea change has taken place!

One thought is in the sky, one thought is on the ground, in just a few years in the great world of living beings, he, the top powerhouse in the dignified Netherworld, has been reduced to an ordinary, how willing is he?

"Poof!"

For a moment, Emperor Wu's body was turbulent, and he finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Another place.

"More than a hundred new god realm ......" Emperor Ao was slightly bitter, he dreamed of reaching the god realm, but unfortunately, for so many years, he has not been able to break through, watching the birth of new god realms one by one, how can he not be sad?

"Could it be that the acquired ghost cultivation really can't break through the New God Realm?" Emperor Ao was silent.

He thought again that the words that the Blood Emperor once came out, with the identity of the Blood Emperor, he should not tell a lie, during this time, he also continued to verify, and now that he thinks about it, this matter must be true.

Think about characters like the Blood Emperor, who chose to be reincarnated and reborn in order to break the shackles.

"Could it be that I also want to be reincarnated?" said Emperor Ao in a low voice.

"Let's go, let's go, people like the Blood Emperor have been reincarnated, why can't I? If I continue to hesitate like this, I'm just wasting time here......" After a moment, Emperor Ao sighed and shook his head.

"Aang—"

The next moment, Emperor Ao's entire body turned into a black dragon, and with a dragon roar, he flew in the direction of the land of reincarnation.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Layers of heavy heavenly realm walls were opened by him, and his black dragon figure loomed, extremely fast.

At this moment, he has only one belief, he wants to be reincarnated and reborn.