It seems that Wu Zun can give these warriors in the lower realm a way out, but instead gives them great kindness and blessings!

They even forgot that it was Wu Zun who imprisoned them here...

"Get out of here! However, if you want to see it, you can also watch it from afar! Let you clearly know that the ants in the lower realm will always be ants! Without the enlightenment of ants, you will have to get Chu Feng's fate!"

Wu Zun said like a bombardment to drive away a fly.

After the people immediately knelt down and paid tribute, they immediately hid more than ten miles away.

It is less than a minute before the tomb barrier disappears.

After a few breaths.

boom!

Wu Zun directly punched.

The fist wind was cold, like an eighteenth-level storm, sweeping across the world, through the space, and withering the surrounding trees.

And the tomb was originally indestructible, but at this moment, it was like tofu, cracked in an instant, and even collapsed and turned into a state of nothingness.

Chu Feng, a colorful beast, was directly exposed outside.

Inside the tomb, even the stone tables and benches were shattered directly.

It seems that after the tomb has lost its barrier, everything has turned into tofu!

"Well? The colorful beast has actually reached the level of the Holy Lord! And this Chu Feng ant is still the level of the Holy Lord!"

Many warriors felt incredible.

The colorful beast, at this moment, had a hint of fear in its eyes.

It originally thought that he had reached the middle stage of the second level of the Saint Lord, and his real combat power was comparable to that of the early stage of the third level of the Saint Lord, and he could help Chu Feng!

But now, after it felt the aura of the eleven holy kings around it, and after the average aura reached the intermediate level of the holy king, it was also afraid!

Especially, Chu Feng has not opened his eyes yet!

"Blue beast, I will give you a chance. As my slave beast, you can live your life!"

When Wu Zun saw this colorful beast, he spoke first.

Even Wu Zun didn't pay too much attention to Chu Feng.

Because, in his heart, he really didn't take Chu Feng seriously.

The gorgeous beast had a cold look: "I am just a slave beast of Lord Chu Feng, otherwise I would rather die!"

The colorful beasts will not look back if they recognize things.

"Do you think you can survive with this ants in the lower realm? Young Master Wu Zun is willing to make you a slave beast. This is your supreme honor! Young Master Wu Zun, this is a strong man who will become a realm of Heaven in the future!"

Another saint lord scolded him directly.

"I will definitely survive if I follow Lord Chu Feng!"

The colorful beast said without any hesitation.

During the period when it followed Chu Feng, there were so many miracles that Chu Feng created!

From the bottom of his heart, he believed that Chu Feng would not stop here!

"The ferocious beast is indeed very brainless! He actually thinks that this ants in the lower realm can survive in front of our eleven holy kings?!"

Many saints sneered.

now.

Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes.

In fact, he felt the changes outside just now.

Even, I already know the strength of these people outside.

However, Chu Feng did not open his eyes immediately, but said the last sentence to Ruoshui.

"Thank you for waiting for me for so long!"

Chu Feng said.

When everyone heard Chu Feng's words, everyone's heads were even short-circuited.

Even the gorgeous beasts felt a short circuit in their heads.

Thanks?

They are waiting here to destroy Chu Feng and seize all kinds of treasures!

How can I say thank you?!

"I'll just say that Chu Feng ant, in the tomb, might have been burst by the bloodline of the ancient demon king! But now, I didn't burst, but I was stupid!"

"I guess, the reason why he said thank you was to relieve the anger of Young Master Wu Zun, and then take the initiative to offer those treasures! Seeking a way out!"

The two warriors made such a guess and even said it without any concealment.

In fact, what they said and expressed everyone's voice, and they all thought so!

Even Wu Zun thinks so.

A bright smile appeared on Wu Zun's face.

It was two months since he smiled so brightly for the first time.

Wu Zun said, "Little ant, just now, I played a small game with those ants in the lower realm like you! Guess how many blood essences of the ancient demon king's heart you have refined, and what level of cultivation you have improved!"

"They all think that you have refined at most one percent of the bloodline essence, and you have even burst! And your cultivation strength has reached the first level of the Saint Lord, the second level, etc."

"But I'm very optimistic about you! I think you should have refined a whole drop of blood essence!"

Wang Feng, who was at the sixth level of the Holy Lord, said at this time: "Young Master Wu Zun, you are so proud of him. The head of the Heavenly Dao Realm took ten days and ten nights to refine a drop of the blood marrow essence of the ancient demon king..."

Wu Zun's face was still full of smiles, and he shook his head gently: "Wang Feng, why are you so unfaithful to me? Is she a little ant also necessary to have self-esteem! Hahaha!"

Of course, the words of Wu Zun were not really optimistic about Chu Feng, but satirizing Chu Feng!

After hearing the weak water in the Emperor's Heart Realm, he felt speechless.

The essence of the ancient demon king's blood marrow, as the head of the Taizun Sect in the Heavenly Dao Realm, has actually refined it for ten days and ten nights?

When Chu Feng was still at the level of the Heavenly Venerable, he had already refined the blood marrow of the ancient god king in the Zhulong Realm, okay?

And that piece of blood marrow contains hundreds of drops of blood marrow essence!

The Ancient God King and the Ancient Demon King are of the same level!

And just before entering the tomb of the ancient demon king, Chu Feng also obtained a piece of blood marrow at the level of the ancient demon king, and Chu Feng also refined it with his own hands...

Comparing with Chu Feng’s speed of refining top bloodlines is simply a search for abuse! You will lose your confidence in life and your belief in martial arts!

"Well, little ant, let's do it. Let me tell you what you have obtained from the Tomb of the Ancient Demon King! Report it to me!"

Young Master Wu Zun spoke again at this time.

The other saints have even relaxed all their vigilance.

Really, they couldn't feel any threatening aura from Chu Feng!

Moreover, Chu Feng's martial arts realm is still at the first level of the Saint Lord, which is the same as the realm before entering the tomb of the ancient demon king!

In their opinion, since the martial arts realm has not changed, will the strength of martial arts still change?

Maybe in these two months, Chu Feng couldn't even refine one percent of the blood essence of the ancient demon king's heart!

Ants, after all, are still ants!
Chapter completed!