"With the magic medicine, remember, you must save some food, take a little at a time, and finish it in twenty days. In this way, you have taken the magic medicine for twenty days in a row. Think about it, are you very happy?" The Nine-Devouring God King Medicine handed to a peak god emperor.

"Old ancestor, I'm very happy." The peak God Emperor said excitedly, with tears in his eyes. Those who didn't know thought that he was the happiest person in the world.

Dao Wuya widened his eyes, Damn, are you very good at living?

A divine king medicine, a divine emperor, took it in twenty days, and then took the divine medicine for twenty days in a row. You are living such a good life, and I am so proud of it.

"Practice well, our devouring race is the richest race and the most powerful race!" Devouring emperor patted the shoulder of the God Emperor and said loudly.

"Old ancestor, I understand that we are very rich and powerful." The peak God Emperor focused on the key point.

Dao Wuya's eyes twitched. You are even more miserable and richer than those refugees in the world?

Powerful? Can you not be funny? The child is almost starving to death? The ancestor is fighting with other ancestors for a god king medicine. It is so powerful?

"Brother Wuya, please come here." Shi Jiu made a gesture of invitation.

Dao Wuya nodded and followed Shi Jiu toward him.

Soon, the two of them came to a dilapidated stone pavilion with broken tables and chairs with legs missing. Shi Jiu invited me with great pleasure: "This is the best place in my tribe. I will entertain Brother Wuya with the highest specification."

Dao Wuya: "..."

Your specifications are really high, and I can't bear to sit there anymore.

The two sat down, without any snacks, just chatted like this.

"Brother Wuya also saw it. I really can't live without the clan." Shijiu smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Wuya, I can only chat with you for an hour. After an hour, I also made an appointment with Bi Fanghua, a life-and-death duel of Hun Dun Clan."

“…”

I don’t know what to say now, and I always fight for life and death?

"Is it for the divine medicine of the Divine King again?" Dao Wuya asked tentatively.

"No, there was a Chaos Stone the size of a palm found there!" Shi Jiu said excitedly: "It's the size of a palm, Brother Wuya, do you know what this means?"

What does it mean?

It means you can make a pair of chopsticks?

Dao Wuya is very confused. Can you be so excited about the Chaos Stone as big as a palm?

Without waiting for Dao Wuya to speak, Shi Jiu said excitedly: "As long as I have that Chaos Stone, I will go to those worlds to grab some materials and add Chaos Stone to refine weapons and equip my clan!"

"Brother Nine-Devouring Brothers..." Dao Wuya opened his mouth and wanted to say, can you stop like this? You are too rustic and you can't play together.

"Brother Wuya, do you want to wish me a victory and defeat Bi Fanghua?" Shi Jiu smiled and said, "Don't worry about my strength, Brother Wuya, killing one Bi Fanghua is no problem."

Kill Bi Fanghua?

The information reported by Dao San, Daoming and others were all defeated, and they were defeated alone. The devouring tribe is so miserable and the Devouring Nine has such combat power. If it weren't for the person Dao Ting was looking for, it would be a bit unreasonable.

Bi Fanghua is obviously not weak either. After all, he dares to fight with Shi Jiu, and Huo Ming. They are all fighting alone to defeat the people sent by Dao Ting. Did Dao Ting find people to be gathered together?

If this is the case, none of these ancestors will be able to make any mistakes.

Thinking of this, Dao Wuya smiled and said, "Brother Nine Devouring, I don't know if I've sent my magic medicine and Chaos Stone to give your clan the ability to protect yourself. Are you willing to go to the Taoist Court and participate in the Taoist monument together?"

"Brother Wuya, are there many magical medicines and chaos stones?" Shijiu widened his eyes and looked shocked: "Brother Wuya must hide such a precious thing, remember not to spread it."

Dao Wuya was stunned when he heard this, and really wanted to suck him. He was so poor that he took a deep breath and spoke again: "Brother Nine-Devouring, you should answer my question. If I send the magical medicine and Chaos Stone, would you like to go to the Taoist court with me?"

Shi Jiu fell silent and frowned slightly: "Brother Wuya, listen to what you said, there are so many Taoist realms in the Taoist Court, and there are Taoist monuments. There are many more Taoist monuments. There are not many more me, and there are not many more me. Why would you rather take out these rare things than ask me to go to Taoist Court?"

"Because of supreme martial arts!"

Dao Wuya spoke in a deep voice: "We have been comprehending the Tao Monument for many years and certifying the martial arts. Although we have achieved many achievements, we have not been able to comprehend the Taoist realm for a long time. Now we are in a bottleneck. We have to send someone to test you, hoping that your martial arts can bring different insights and inspire us."

"Brother Wuya is going to be disappointed. This level of cultivation is nothing. Martial arts are just martial arts, which is not different." Shi Jiu shook his head and said.

"Doesn't Brother Nine Devouring want magic medicine and chaos stone to make the clan stronger? I still say the same thing, you can't protect them forever, otherwise you will only harm them." Dao Wuya said.

Now Dao Wuya understands that Shijiu can refuse to comprehend the Taoist Monument, but he cannot refuse the magical medicine and Chaos Stone, because the Devouring Clan is too poor!

"Of course I think, but my clan needs too many resources and I don't want to make Brother Wuya embarrassed." Shi Jiu sighed helplessly.

"Brother Nine Devouring Brothers, you should be very clear that ordinary magical medicines and chaos stones are useless to strong people like us. What I pursue is the supreme martial arts."

Dao Wuya spoke slowly: "I am alone. I have collected a lot of magical medicines and chaos stones in the past. If the Nine-Devouring Brothers can go to the Taoist Court to comprehend the Taoist monument together and prove martial arts, I am willing to take it out."

"Brother Wuya..." Shijiu opened his mouth and looked moved: "If Brother Wuya is really willing to improve my clan, what is my life for Shijiu to give away?"

"Brother Nine Devouring Brothers, when I get the magic medicine and the Chaos Stone, I will come to see you." Dao Wuya stood up and suddenly said: "Does the Demon Fire Clan and the Chaos Clan are also in a hurry to lack magic medicine and the Chaos Stone?"

"They are poorer than our clan." Shi Jiu said arrogantly: "My clan still has magic medicine to take, but they have nothing."

“…”

I can't imagine how poor Chaos is, are you, the ancestors of your tribes too useless?

Dao Wuya got up and left, headed straight to the Demon Fire Clan, his eyes almost popped out. This is no longer poor, this is completely ruin!

One by one, the members of the Demon Fire tribe were holding a stone and laughed foolishly: "Hehe, Chaos Stone, Chaos Stone."

Is this crazy? It was a fragment of the city wall wrapped in Chaos Stone, not Chaos Stone. Dao Wuya sighed and walked down the air: "I am Huoming's friend, I don't know where Huoming is?"

"The ancestor and the devouring ancestor have made a fight and robbed a magic medicine from the God King." said a god emperor of the Demon Fire Clan.

Dao Wuya: "..."

What a real fight? For a God King medicine, two people in the Dao Realm will fight to the death in the late stage?

Dao Wuya left, and he went to the Hun Dun Clan to take a look. The answer he got was the same. Bi Fanghua also made a promise with Shi Jiu for a chaotic stone the size of a palm.

Dao Wuya couldn't understand it anymore. Why was the Chaos Clan here so poor? Did these clans plunder too hard before?
Chapter completed!