After getting along for a few minutes, Yechen sent Lan Wen and the others back to the dead space, allowing them to continue to heal and work hard.

It was a luxury to waste every second, knowing that it was dangerous, knowing that their injuries were still serious, Yechen still sent them all to the world of death.

In front of me, Taihua Star is in sight.

"Cui Tong meets Senior Brother!" In front of Taihua Star, Cui Tong stood in the starry sky, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Yechen stepped out of the spaceship and said to Cui Tong, "Why are you here?" ”

Cui Tong smiled: "On the order of the saint, I came here to greet my senior brother. ”

"Master would like to see me?" a flash of joy flashed across Yechen's face.

Cui Tong said: "The sage said, Senior Brother is doing very well, there is nothing to teach Brother at present, let me take Senior Brother to the island to practice." ”

"Oh!" Yechen was slightly disappointed, thinking that he could learn some magical powers from Emperor Taihua.

However, when Yechen thinks about it carefully, it seems that he lacks nothing at the moment, but time.

The next moment, a cyan rainbow appeared on Cui Tong's hand, and the long rainbow led to the Taihua Star below like a bridge, and Yechen and Cui Tong's bodies were rolled up by the Changhong on the other side, and suddenly shot down.

It didn't take long for the night to appear above the thousand-year-old island.

Cui Tong said to Yechen: "Senior brother, even if you go in to cultivate, Cui Tong will send Senior Brother out later." ”

"That!" Yechen smiled and said to Cui Tong, "Now that the situation is so tense, my strength continues to improve, can you let me stay for a little longer, such as staying for 10,000 years." ”

Cui Tong remained silent, and smiled at Yechen: "Senior brother said that it was funny, the rules of Taihuaxing cannot be changed, as long as Senior Brother goes to the battlefield to kill a few more middle gods, he can live for a longer time." ”

Then, Cui Tong squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's just a mid-rank god, it's not difficult for senior brother." ”

"Prefecture-level battlefield!" Yechen suddenly realized, and suddenly found that his thinking was too limited.

The recent large number of troops of the alien race has put too much pressure on Yechen, and he has been thinking about how to lead the dragon-blooded warriors against millions of troops, and he has almost forgotten his true strength.

Himself, but he can kill the existence of the middle god.

The middle god can't come to the Xuan-level battlefield, but the lower-level god can go to the ground-level battlefield, of course, if he goes there and is killed, it will also die in vain.

Therefore, ordinary people would not go to the prefecture-level battlefield when they were in the Immortal Realm, after all, the gap between the two sides was too big.

But Yechen is not an ordinary person.

"It's blind. Yechen sighed softly, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Cui Tong smiled: "This is Senior Brother, your strength is strong, Cui Tong just said it casually, and he didn't dare to take credit." ”

At this time, Yechen is no longer entangled, the original goal of going to the Xuan-level battlefield to kill the enemy will also be changed, to change to the prefecture-level battlefield, kill a few more masters of the middle god, and then a few more retreat time, maybe the next time you go out, it will be the peak of the immortal realm.

In this way, their own role can be greater.

Yechen glanced at Cui Tong, and even suspected that Cui Tong was instructed by Emperor Taihua to tell him this, thinking of this, Ye Chen was a little ashamed, he always felt that he was a genius, such a simple thing, he even ignored it, and stupidly wasted a thousand years with the dragon blood warriors in Taixu Xing.

With this time, you can kill several median gods, and then you can come here for unlimited retreat.

This is a virtuous circle.

Seeing Yechen's enlightenment, Cui Tong bowed slightly, and then smiled at Ye Chen: "Senior brother, Cui Tong got a message that half a month later, there is a small secret realm to be opened on the prefecture-level battlefield, because it is a prefecture-level battlefield, although the number of people is small, it will be very dangerous." Of course, this secret realm is very ordinary, and ordinary genius masters can't look down on this secret realm, but ordinary middle gods, it's hard to say. Moreover, the production of that secret realm is limited, and the treasures in it are not too much to improve you, Senior Brother. ”

"Thank you, Cuitong. "The night is overjoyed.

Isn't this a secret place tailored for yourself?

What is the danger, what kind of danger I have not experienced.

There are no treasures, what does it matter? Yechen subconsciously cracked his mouth and smiled happily.

Those median gods who go in are the best treasures.

Artifacts can be used! The physical body can improve qi and blood! After killing them, you can cultivate on the Thousand Year Instant Island for a thousand years.

What could be better than such a treasure?

The body of the median god can replenish a lot of qi and blood, and Yechen estimates that if he eats a dozen or so median gods, his own qi and blood will be almost complete.

"No thanks, junior brother takes care of his own cultivation. Cui Tong smiled.

The night saluted, and then turned into a streamer of light into the island.

Back on the island, Yechen had a sense of intimacy, he had cultivated in this place for a thousand years, even if it was the Martial God Continent, Yechen had not stayed for that long.

"It's different to have a saint as a master. Yechen sighed, in the past, Yechen felt that Emperor Taihua was too picky, and he had to kill a median god to open the island for himself once, but now that he thinks about it, how easy it is to kill a mid-rank god, kill one casually and have a chance, how can others have such a good treatment for themselves.

Even Kongkong once said that it was very expensive to enter the Millennium Instant Island.

Sitting cross-legged on the top, Yechen's right hand waved slightly, and a corpse appeared in front of him.

Just some time ago, the blood of the lower gods of the Yechen Killing Starry Sky Battlefield flowed like a river, and countless corpses were collected.

These corpses, Yechen is useless, after all, there are free corpses provided by the human race before.

Now in the past thousand years, it will be up to these god-level corpses to improve, and Yechen estimates that if the strength of the physical body is not eaten, it should be able to reach the consummation realm without eating the middle god.

In the small island, the rich aura is almost rich to turn into liquid, Yechen takes a big breath, and there is endless power poured into his mouth, Yechen is still not satisfied, he takes out the pill from the storage ring and takes it, and then smashes out a golden lion in front of him, and sucks a hand into his mouth.

At the same time, in the dim hall of the Chaos Monument, Yechen, whose face was pale, slapped out with a palm.

A character flew out of the palm of his hand and slammed into a wall, reminiscent of a violent explosion.

This is Yechen's other body, the purple pupil clone.

The purple pupil clone let out a long sigh of relief.

Lilith's vision is really accurate, thousands of years, let yourself improve to the god level, and you don't have to kill the enemy, just study hard.

This completely broke Yechen's cognition, in Yechen's cognition before, martial artists can only climb to the top by experiencing countless lives and deaths.

I never thought that the flowers in the greenhouse could be cultivated.

(End of chapter)