1,000 grains, the cost of white shallow refining is 300 per grain, and the value is 1.35 million, and the income ratio is about 4.5, completely crossing the highest threshold of one law money and four values!

"Then, it will be decided on you in the future, if there is no accident, it should be a very long time, and you will be the main cultivation pill!"

"Value +1.35 million!"

Daoxing: 500 years (27.54 million/40 million)

Tai Chi: 3.66 million

French money: 4.06 million

Dao Gong: 370,000

After exchanging all the toxins into value, Wang Zijia clearly felt that his spirit had been condensed a lot.

"This love poison also has the effect of refining the mind?"

For this unexpected joy, Wang Zijia feels in a good mood!

After cleaning up for a while, Wang Zijia began to go to various markets and circles again.

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Time passed imperceptibly, and Wang Zijia made talismans and taught his disciples during the day.

Occasionally, I take a inheritance list, of course, all of them are second-grade.

With Wang Zijia starting with two super difficult lists, the rich experience in the nether realm he wrote was confirmed by the side, plus he was a newcomer and sent orders to support him, his business was not bad.

Not to mention fame, it can be regarded as having a certain amount of fame in a small area, and people who want to find a third-grade inheritor will generally pay attention to him.

The previous deposit and the money he usually earned were all turned into materials by Wang Zijia and handed over to Bai Qian to refine the pill.

At night, Wang Zijia frequently went in and out of various circles, mixing contacts and searching for spiritual objects that might be encountered.

In this process, Wang Zijia found that the situation on the battlefield seemed to be getting worse and worse.

At the same time, in the demon forest in the west, more and more demons rioted.

Even in the wilderness that the sect regularly cleans every hundred years, demons and fierce beasts are also frequently troubled.

It seems that suddenly, there is a violent aura between heaven and earth, which makes people, demons, and demons become more and more irritable unconsciously.

Wang Zijia lived an unusually low-key and calm life in such an environment, grasping every second and accumulating himself.

A sense of urgency for no reason drove Wang Zijia to constantly improve his cultivation.

And with the accumulation of value, the gap between the baby god and the baby god is getting smaller and smaller, and Wang Zijia's demand for promotion is becoming more and more urgent.

It's just a spiritual object, after all, there is already more than half of it, and it can be used reluctantly if it doesn't work.

Only the exercises, this thing, it seems that it has to be a task, and there are many directions, but there is no possibility of avoiding it.

Well, it's not completely out of the direction of avoiding the mission!

If you don't receive the welfare exercises of the sect, you can go directly to buy the exercises outside, but you don't have to do tasks.

But······ A baby god exercise, the most rubbish is two or three thousand spirit essences!

In other words, if he doesn't do the task, it's not impossible to buy it with twenty or thirty million magic money!

I want to enjoy the benefits of the sect, but I don't want to contribute······ The Infant God Progression is impossible.

In this way, time flickered, and two months flew by.

At noon on this day, Wang Zijia was studying what kind of Class A task to take.

During this period of time, almost all of the tasks related to the real realm that can obtain exercises are going to the front-line battlefield, which makes people feel painful.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Several melodious bells suddenly rang throughout the Wanyu Sect.

"The bell rings three times and rings endlessly? Another Divine Monarch has fallen? It's finally this far! ”

Wang Zijia's face changed slightly, and he flashed out of the White Peach Building and looked towards Qifeng.

I saw that in the direction of the Seven Peaks, the huge energy shield that enveloped the Seven Peaks suddenly flashed with a strong spiritual light.

Accompanied by the melodious bell, the illusion light and shadow on the energy cover flickered, and the huge figures of the Divine Monarch who stood up to the sky and the earth appeared, and slowly burned.

A sense of magnificence and vastness came to the face.

This is the relevant phantom array that the soul lamp left by the gods in the sect is extinguished, and it is automatically triggered after being captured by the sect protector formation.

Burning with the sound of the bell, it is not only to inform the cultivators of Wanyu, but also to inform the heavens and the earth that they are leaving.

To Wang Zijia's consternation, the burning figures were not one, nor two, but a full eight!!

What's even more terrifying is that among the eight figures, there is one figure, which is obviously half a body larger than the other seven!

"How is this possible, how can eight god monarchs fall in a short period of time!"

"There is also a primordial god overhaul that has fallen!"

"What's going on here?"

When Wang Zijia's pupils contracted, An Xingsheng, who hurried out next to him, and Xu Xian and several others also said in surprise.

'Now it's a big deal, I don't want to fight with the demon gate, I want to die! ’

'It's just a baby god, any Yuan God falls, for Wan Yu, it is definitely a crazy rhythm! ’

Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and he said solemnly to An Xingsheng beside him: "Go down the mountain and look at the pulse and maintain order!" ”

"Yes, disciple, let's go!" An Xingsheng took a deep look at the direction of the seven peaks, and after the eight rapidly burning figures, he quickly went down the mountain.

Wang Zijia rose to the sky and flew towards the seven peaks.

In the process of moving forward, Wang Zijia saw countless streamers, like a hundred birds towards the phoenix and ten thousand immortals returning to the nest, heading towards the seven peaks.

This huge battle is much more exaggerated than the previous Evergreen Fall.

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After a quarter of an hour, when Wang Zijia rushed to Wanyu Peak, the entire peak of Wanyu Peak, outside the Wanyu Palace, was densely packed with real people.

Excluding those who went out on missions and went to the battlefield, there are still about seventy or eighty thousand real people in the sect, and almost all of them are gathered here at this moment.

Wang Zijia floated down on the square outside the Wanyu Palace, and there was a lot of noise around him at the moment.

I looked at the main hall first, and at this moment there were two disciples guarding the entrance of the main hall.

Apparently a group of bigwigs are figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, or are deliberating.

Wang Zijia groaned slightly, took out his identity card, called up Gu Wenhe's contact information, and sent a message.

After a while, after Wang Zijia got a reply, he walked through the crowd in the square, came to a small circle, and saw the Guwen River.

At this moment, there are many people around the Gu family. Or a lot of people, around the Guwen River.

"Brother Wenhe, but what happened to the Kunling Realm?"

"That's right, if I'm not mistaken, the fallen Divine Monarch this time is all those who guard the Kunling Realm, right?"

"I heard some time ago that the war in the Kunling Realm was tight, and the sect ignored it and didn't send people to support?"

"The eight Divine Monarchs have all fallen, and the Kunling Realm will not follow in the footsteps of the Feipeng Realm!"

"No, the Kunling Realm has been wiped out?"

"When the Feipeng Realm was not prepared at all, the Demon Gate suddenly broke out, didn't they all fish out the core disciples in the end, with a lesson, how could this kind of thing still happen in the Kunling Realm?"

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At this moment, a large group of real brothers and sisters, who were either familiar or unfamiliar, surrounded Gu Wenhe, who served in the Ascension Palace, and asked questions.

Let Wang Zijia, who had the same question, swallow the question back and watch quietly.

Gu Wenhe looked at the surrounding senior brothers and sisters and smiled bitterly: "I don't know the specifics, in the past few days, I haven't gone to the Ascension Hall without the reception mission of the Ascension or the Nether Realm." But ······"

At this point, Gu Wenhe was silent for a moment, and said, "Before the bell rang, the Flying Ascension Hall did break out with a lot of fluctuations, and the Kunling Realm ······ Probably ······"

At this point, he didn't go on, and there was no need to continue.

The eight Divine Monarchs who guarded and supervised the battle had all fallen, what other results could not be achieved?

When everyone heard this, they all fell silent.

Wang Zijia's brows also furrowed!

With the lessons of the Feipeng Realm, the Kunling Realm has followed in its footsteps, and the ending is even worse, and it is very likely that the realm will be completely destroyed.

If that's the case, it's a bit complicated.

Everyone was in the square, chatting and waiting for the time when they could enter the main hall and participate in the deliberations.

Normally, after figuring out what happened, they, the True Disciples, would go in and participate in the deliberations.

Although I can't make a decision about what to do next, I usually sit in on it.

But this time, the crowd waited from noon to noon, and did not wait to be summoned.

Instead, a few disciples from the sect stood up and asked everyone to disperse first, just go down and wait for the notice.

Such an abnormal move made everyone frown in unison.

No one had any intention of leaving.

Many people, especially the disciples involved in the Eight Divine Monarch's Fallen Factions, were even clamoring for an explanation, at least a reason or something.

Wang Zijia understood that it was useless to pile it up like this, so he frowned and quietly left Qifeng.

After flying a short distance, he suddenly remembered something and woke up suddenly.

Decisively turned around and flew towards the inheritance peak next door.

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After a while, Wang Zijia came to the location of the inheritance peak and the first lineage.

Float down in the landing zone of the complex where the mission headquarters is located.

At this moment, most of the real people are gathered on Wanyu Peak, but it seems a little empty here.

Wang Zijia walked through many temples and came to the main building of the mission building: Tianwen Tower.

I looked at the plaque of Tianwen Pagoda and stepped in.

Familiar with the way came to Zhang Xiumin's studio to take a look, this person really didn't go to Wan Yufeng to join in the fun.

"I've seen Senior Sister Xiumin!" Wang Zijia saluted him.

"At this time, why don't you go to Wanyufeng to get together, what are you doing here?" Zhang Xiumin looked at Wang Zijia in surprise and asked.

"The landlord went to the main peak to discuss the matter? If you don't go, please let the senior sister pass it on, and the disciple will ask to see him. If you go, the disciple will wait here. Wang Zijia said respectfully.

Zhang Xiumin frowned slightly, and said, "If you just want to ask about the fall of the Divine Monarch, you can go back, the ancestor rarely pays attention to these." ”

Wang Zijia's expression moved slightly, this 'Minister of Education', really didn't go to this war council.

"Zijia is here with senior sister, is she so tiger? Running here to ask gossip? I really have something to see! Wang Zijia looked at Zhang Xiumin and replied.

Zhang Xiumin looked at Wang Zijia, put down the work in his hand, and said, "Wait!" ”

With that, she hurried out of the room.

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(End of chapter)