Seeing Mu Qingshuang leave, Wang Ting frowned.

However, the question he pondered at this moment was not other.

He himself was hurt, and Mu Qingshuang would rebound by three times the damage. What if Mu Qingshuang was hurt?

This was not figured out just now.

Otherwise, if he suddenly gets hurt when confronting a master of the same level, it will definitely have a serious impact on his own strength. If a bad thing is, it will change the final result of a battle. This kind of thing is not allowed.

"In any case, these two curses must be lifted!"

Wang Ting said in his mouth and quickly stood up.

After glanced at the somewhat messy temple, his eyes turned to the front of the temple again.

After careful examination, he found that there was a huge altar directly in front of the temple. The diameter of the altar was more than ten meters, and it was carved with patterns that no one could understand except the sacrifice of the God of the Underworld. Many worshipers who were chasing the royal court were prostrated next to the altar, aiming at the broken statue of the God of the Underworld.

But at this time, they all lost their vitality and had no mental fluctuations on them.

"Including the ninth-level peak-level priest, there are a total of forty-one dark god sacrifices. These dark god sacrifices are the weakest, and are equivalent to strong people of the great lich level. With the cooperation of the Death Legion, even the legendary swordsmen at the peak stage must travel as far as they can. Unfortunately, they are all dead here now."

Talking to himself, Wang Ting's eyes looked at the altar.

When the royal court saw clearly the many sacrifices placed on the altar dedicated to the God of the Underworld, his figure flashed and soon appeared on the altar.

"This is...the Nether God Grass, Immortal Flowers, which have the effect of condensed spiritual energy. It is said that the immortal flower can enhance the limit of human life. Even if a person's life is over, as long as he takes the pills made from the immortal flower, he can live for at least ten years. There is also the Nether Moon Stone. This is the treasure that calms the mind and drives away distracting thoughts and demons. These waters...Biyouhan Water. It is said that the Biyouhan Water can purify all toxins? If it was the first time I met Mu Qingshuang before, there was Biyouhan Water on her body, it would be completely easy to remove the toxins on her body."

After all the things were sweeping over, the light in Wang Ting's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Sacrifice!

Sacrifice!

These are the sacrifices dedicated to the God of the Underworld by these God of the Underworld.

Wang Ting didn't know how long the projection of the God of the Underworld would be separated by this secret realm. However, forty priests of the God of the Underworld, equivalent to the Great Lich, a master priest at the peak of the ninth level. What a powerful force this is? Even the entire God-Selected Swordsman Academy, I'm afraid there is no way to compare it.

Such a powerful force constantly collects treasures in the secret realm of the Netherworld. Over time, the richness of the collection can be imagined.

Originally, they selected these things and contributed them to their great deity. His Majesty the God of the Underworld, who had just been shattered by the royal court and Mu Qingshuang, but as the projection of the God of the Underworld failed, he naturally could not enjoy these sacrifices. For a moment, all of these things fell into the hands of the royal court.

Moreover, in addition to these large amounts of heavenly and earth treasures, what really excited and valued the royal court was the crystallization of divine power.

A large amount of divine power crystals.

These are said to be the crystals of divine power that even the sword holy-level power cannot absorb. There are actually sixty-five of them here.

Only the temple statues that have been blessed by gods can be condensed. Moreover, Wang Ting has no way of knowing how many people need to accumulate one, but it is certain that even if the Divine Selected Swordsman Academy opens the Secret Realm of the Underworld every four or five years and takes out ten Divine Power Crystals, it is extremely painful. Sixty-five, this number is definitely a shock to even the sword saint-level power strongman of the Divine Selected Swordsman Academy.

All the legendary swordsmen in the entire Divine Selected Swordsman Academy, even the dean of the Sword Saint-level attack, may not be able to collect more than ten divine power crystals in a year.

This is the value of the crystallization of divine power.

Why do the four major holy places in ASEAN control the secret realm of the Nether God together? One reason is to compromise with each other, and another point is the huge consumption of starting to the secret realm of the Nether God God.

Opening forty divine power crystals once, this consumption is something that no one in the four holy lands can bear.

After all, it is impossible for them to consume all the divine power crystals they have collected over the past few years on the secret realm of the Netherworld.

"Each divine power crystal can maintain a high-consuming facility like the Enlightenment Tower for one month. As a member of the Divine Selected Swordsman Academy, I have the qualification to use the Enlightenment Tower for free at my own expense. If I use all these divine power crystals in the Enlightenment Tower, I can use them for five years. In five years, I can not only understand the Thunder Realm, but also the Frost Realm, through the frost aura carried on the remaining true energy in my body, it will be pushed out."

He quickly collected all these divine power crystals. At this time, even Wang Ting could not help but feel excited.

This is a treasure that is even greater than it was previously obtained from the Blood Moon Forest.

The greater the risk, the greater the gain. This sentence is true.

Especially in the Secret Realm of the Underworld, he not only obtained these sacrifices, but also obtained the space ring of Wang Jianshan, among the three giants of the Great Snow Mountain Holy Land. The treasures in this space ring may not be comparable to those of these offerings dedicated to the Secret God of the Underworld, but it is definitely a treasure with a richer wealth than the previous semi-saint-level powerhouse.

After putting everything away, Wang Ting's eyes finally fell on the statue of the God of the Underworld again.

I don’t know what material this statue was made of. Even if it was constantly slashed with a divine sword like Mu Qingshuang’s Xuanyou Sword, it took a huge amount of effort to smash the statue. This was because they used the power to break the void field. If they were not using the power to break the void and the true energy, they simply made the Xuanyou Sword and the statue compete with the statue for hardness. The final shattering of the Xuanyou Sword or the statue of the Dark God is definitely an unknown number.

Considering the capacity of the space ring, Wang Ting looked carefully for a few seconds and collected all the ores in the strongest skull area.

Ruosheng Sword has been used so far, although he has been using his spiritual power to temper it, the strength of this sword is already a little overwhelmed. When he leaves the Secret Realm of the Underworld, he should refine it again. Otherwise, once he faces a magic sword like Xuanyou Sword, he may be cut off by the sharp sword of the opponent's sword for a while.

Finally, his eyes glanced at the fallen gods sacrifices. These gods sacrifices did not know whether they had their collections hidden in their place of residence or had other storage methods. Wang Ting did not see the space ring from them. Otherwise, forty great lich-level gods sacrifices, a ninth-level gods sacrifice who were extremely difficult to deal with even the sword holy-level strongman, would definitely make Wang Ting's wealth soar again.

After completely plundering all the things that could be scraped from the temple, the royal court finally stopped leaving the temple. His figure flashed and he quickly left the temple.

The secret realm creatures outside the temple had slowly retreated as early as yesterday when the projection of the God of the Underworld disappeared. Until now, there was no way to see any of them. The royal court left the temple without any obstacles.

Not far from the temple, the royal court also encountered various powerful creatures.

The area where this temple is located is obviously deep in the Secret Realm of the Underworld. Prince-level vampires, death lords, great lichs, and skeleton kings that cannot be encountered at the edge are common in these places. If the royal court had not broken through to the eighth level of the current spiritual scale, it would be a problem that the hidden dangers in those areas and avoided them in advance.

While walking towards the edge of the Secret Realm of the Underworld, Wang Ting was also choosing the right great lich, the dark mage killed them, devouring their spiritual power, and stabilizing the eighth-level spiritual scale.

His spiritual power forced a breakthrough under the oppression of the ninth-level Nether God's sacrifice. He originally had some sequelae, but later he was suppressed by the power of the Nether God's divine power, making his spirit more pure. Not only the residual sequelae were disintegrated in one fell swoop, but in terms of spiritual purity and quality, he even climbed to the peak stage of the early stage of the eighth level in one breath.

With a good foundation, during the continuous refining process in the next few days, he could clearly feel that his spiritual power had become full since he had just been promoted to the eighth level. After he completely left the depths of the Secret Realm of the Underworld, the eighth level mental scale had completely stabilized. Next, he could start to attack the small stage of the middle stage of the eighth level.

Unfortunately, at this time, the one-month period has finally arrived.

"I'm going to get out of the Secret Realm of the Underworld? The conspiracy of the Daxue Mountain Holy Land has been exposed. The Divine Selected Swordsman Academy and the Eternal Temple will definitely be connected together. The next thing about the Daxue Mountain Holy Land will definitely trigger a series of chaos..."

Thinking of Xiang Tianxiao's actions of killing him more than once, a fierce murderous intent burst out in Wang Ting's eyes.

Although his true qi is still in the cyclone stage, after a crazy move with Mu Qingshuang, he vaguely broke through to the peak of the cyclone stage, with a slight tendency to liquefy. In addition, the spiritual scale has been tempered by the temple to reach the eighth level...

Now that we are facing the upper Xiangtianxiao, we can completely distinguish between life and death!

"You can look down on me in the mountains of the Temple of Eternity, but now..."

Wang Ting muttered to himself.

"call out!"

The next moment, his speed suddenly increased, like a stream of light, passing through the plain and heading towards the temple when they first entered... It was snowing, it was snowing again, and the weather outside became cold, and his fingers became very unsatisfactory, and his typing speed was greatly reduced... Winter is still quite painful, so come quickly in summer!) (To be continued)!~!
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