As time goes by, the number of stars is also increasing...

"Seven hundred..."

"Eight hundred..."

"Nine hundred..."

"one thousand……"

When Xiao Yan was completely immersed in the internal situation of the dantian, he also counted carefully and cautiously. He tried to keep a single roar in his body. When the number of stars reached one thousand, roars broke out in the dantian in an instant.

Next, I clearly saw that the mist that lingers and hovers next to the stars appeared in a faint chaotic color, immediately changing into a large area of ​​light yellow.

"Yellow level..." At this time, Xiao Yan also pondered for a moment, clearly feeling an extremely powerful force, which quickly formed in his body, and immediately flowed towards his limbs and bones at a rapid speed.

However, the yellow-level star sea is the lowest-level star sea. Even if it can, it can break through to the Fighting God very safely. However, it is just the yellow-level star sea. In the future, even the road to growth and strengthening cultivation will bring too many obstacles to Xiao Yan.

The path of cultivation is to cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses, falling step by step, falling step by step, very cruel and ruthless. If the foundation is not laid well, the road will become narrower and narrower in the future, and in the end it will not be able to reach that higher level.

Therefore, Xiao Yan's targets, the Xuan level or even the Earth level, if he had the chance, Xiao Yan would dare to imagine that he would try to attack the almost unparalleled star sea of ​​heaven.

The number of stars in Xiao Yan's dantian increased to one thousand, which took half a year. Of course, for a strong man like Douxian and Dou Shen, time is no longer a restriction, and time is no longer the biggest enemy of life.

Although it is not immortality, you can live long enough with cultivation. Therefore, the biggest enemy is resources.

When resources are scarce, fighting will become more terrifying enemies than time. If you survive, you will not be enemies with time, but everyone is involved in the battle for control of resources.

When Xiao Yan struggled to break through to the Fighting God, after half a year, Zhong Bo also wandered in the Fighting God Alliance. As the God of the ninth heaven, he could enter the higher heaven in a short time.

After several attempts, Uncle Zhong's face did not look good. Obviously, things were not going well. At this time, Uncle Zhong arrived at the eighth heaven. Compared with the ninth heaven, the number of people in the eighth heaven was much smaller, and there was less noise.

Uncle Zhong came to an exquisite villa, with two pear trees planted in front of the door and white flowers, which seemed a bit poetic.

"Uncle Zhong asked for a meeting!"

Uncle Zhong stood in front of the door, bowed his hands and fists.

"Uncle Zhong? You are not here to stay in your ninth heaven. What's the matter with me?" The door of the other courtyard did not open, but a leisurely and unsatisfied voice came from it.

"Master Xiuzhu, if you have something to discuss, can you take a step to talk?" Uncle Zhong continued to clasp his fists.

"No need, it seems that you have chosen to surrender, maybe I will do it in the future, but not now." A voice came from the courtyard, and it seemed that I had guessed the purpose of Uncle Zhong.

"Master Xiuzhu, the palace master needs to go out this time, his head is full of eyes. This disaster... we have to help him." Uncle Zhong gritted his teeth and said in a heavy voice.

"No help."

The voice is still dull.

"This is our mission." Zhong Bo's eyes showed ruthlessness.

"Mission? If he wants to take it, I will give him my life, but I want me to be a thug. Sorry, I won't do it." Xiuzhu's voice came out again, with a firm voice. Bo Zhong seemed to have expected it to be resolved, and then he threw his sleeves.

Uncle Zhong turned around and left without saying nonsense.

"The situation of Zhong Bo has changed. We can all become free in this troubled time, nor do we have to participate in the disputes in troubled times. You and I are just a chess piece, an abandoned piece that is not enough to change the chess game at all. Why do you have to bet with your life?" Just as Uncle Zhong turned around, the voice continued in the courtyard, and Uncle Zhong's steps stopped slightly.

"Xuzhu, whether in the future or the past, you and I are just a common person. This game of chess is not something you and I can guess clearly. Whether it is a living or a abandoned piece of chess, you and I are all in this game. You think you can stay out of it, but in fact... you are stifling yourself." Bo Zhong turned his head slightly, with two bangs blocking his eyes, and his whole person's aura suddenly became louder.

"I'm not here to beg you, I'm just here to inform you that the words have come to this point. You decide for yourself. You have the final say in your own way. Xiuzhu." After Uncle Zhong said that, he stopped talking nonsense and left.

With his strength, he can only be considered a mid-level in the eighth level. There are many people who are better than him, but Uncle Zhong walked alone on the road, but no one around him dared to tease and disturb him.

After Uncle Zhong left, no sound came from the other courtyard...

Uncle Zhong had already informed the person he thought was likely to help, but the ending was not going well, so Uncle Zhong returned to the ninth level and he had to make the worst plan for this.

However, on the way back, Uncle Zhong accidentally ran into Bai Ling, the owner of the seventh heaven.

After the two met, they both smiled and yawned each other.

"Where is Lord Zhong going?" His Highness Bai Ling also asked first.

"I'm idle, so I'm walking around. Is Your Highness Bai Ling going to look for the confidant in Qianbao Pavilion?" Uncle Zhong smiled slightly, and Bai Ling smiled unanimously.

"Shuya didn't cause any trouble to Mr. Zhong, did he?"

"Of course, there is no. How smart and rational the woman around His Highness Bai Ling is. At the same time, she completely monopolizes the economic lifeline of the ninth heaven, so there is no trouble." Uncle Zhong also spoke with the Lord Bai Ling.

While communicating, the two entered the ninth level of heaven. Compared with the eighth level, the ninth level of heaven is more down-to-earth and more chaotic. However, experts are very clear about this messy scene. Compared with the ninth level of heaven, it is the safest and quiet place in the Fighting God Alliance.

"Speaking of this, it has been so long since the Golden List Ceremony was sent. I can take the liberty to ask where is the situation of the Ninth Heaven Xiao Feng, who is now?" Bai Ling spoke first and asked the Lord Zhong Bo. After all, he had met him in the Wanjie Pavilion.
Chapter completed!