my universal tinder

Chapter 309 The Bottomless Pit

Fierce, one of the Twelve Thrones.

A world-class master who is as famous as Black Blade, Shengang, Sky Crow, Undead, and Great Sword.

Needless to say anything else, just the title of Twelve Thrones makes Wang Qiong awe-inspiring.

For the world, the Twelve Thrones is one of the insurmountable peaks of this era, stronger than Qin Huang was a member of this organization back then.

Each member of the Twelve Thrones is unique, with their own legends and opportunities.

Vicious Tie is no exception.

This boss claims to be the most powerful among the Twelve Thrones.

His physique is extremely special, like Haiyan Tiankeng, capable of swallowing all things, merging all dharmas, turning them into his own nourishment, and growing continuously.

It is said that the resources he has consumed so far are more than enough to create 100 spiritual furnace masters.

Although masters at the spiritual furnace level cannot be mass-produced, it can also be seen from this that Ji Tie's physique is indeed special.

Even, in order to break through the realm, he found the remains of the Great Xia Emperor's Mausoleum, went deep into it, and forcibly seized the treasures within it with overwhelming means.

What's more, he once walked along the Zanyan River, set foot in the restricted area, and searched for resources, just to satisfy his body's needs and fill the hunger that tore him all the time.

Ji Tie's uniqueness makes him powerful.

The so-called power first is not just talking.

At that time, Xie Tie came to the Hall of Light, moved thirteen spiritual mountains, turned the ground into a chess game, and sat down with a group of masters to discuss the Tao.

"It's awesome!" Wang Qiong couldn't help but said.

This method is much more terrifying and exaggerated than other clever tricks. With the power of one person, it can shake the heavens and the earth, and even be able to face the Temple of Light.

This is the real peerless world.

"You are a bit like him, they are both bottomless pits." Ling Xufeng looked Wang Qiong up and down.

According to Wang Qiong's physique, it is almost dozens or even a hundred times more difficult than other people's to step into the Fusion Realm.

Not to mention the accumulation and resources needed, Yanbing alone is a problem.

You must know that the so-called Fusion Environment is originally the metamorphosis of fire, which is too powerful and needs to be suppressed by fusion of fire soldiers, so as to steadily evolve and improve the level of life.

For people like Ji Tie and Wang Qiong, their fire is unfathomable and requires a hundred times more energy than ordinary people. Ordinary Yan soldiers can't suppress it at all, and they can't fuse it.

"I'm also very distressed." Wang Qiong smiled wryly.

The black tinder is unusual in the first place, plus he has practiced the "Yuan Ling Bone Forging Method", "Nine Turns of Fire Alchemy" and the mysterious line of practice, which has laid an unfathomable foundation invisibly.

Now, every time he raises a level, his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes, but what he needs is huge resources.

"Your reserves of second-level monster meat are almost bottomed out. You must not stop offering the statue of Heavenly King Zhaohuo, or you will lose all your success." Ling Xufeng reminded.

In order to re-sacrifice the statue of the Heavenly King Zhaohuo and restore its former spirituality, he never left the black tower for almost half a step day and night.

Wang Qiong also knew the importance of monster meat to the statue of the king of heaven, and it was an indispensable sacrifice.

This treasure is not only related to the future of the God Slaughter Guild, but even whether he can rekindle the fire.

Therefore, these days, Wang Qiong has been dispatching resources, and first exchanged infected monster meat and first-level monster meat with other forces.

Although the price is at a disadvantage, it can guarantee the supply of offerings from the Heavenly King Zhaohuo Statue in a short period of time.

"This is not a long-term solution." Ling Xufeng said lightly.

The resources in Wang Qiong's hands were all snatched from Daohe Castle and scattered forces.

Once it is exhausted, there will be no source, and he will never be able to destroy other forces, and the tree will attract the wind, which will definitely cause crazy revenge.

"I do have a plan. If it succeeds, I might be able to swallow half of the wasteland." Wang Qiong rolled his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice.

Ling Xufeng froze for a moment, then looked suspiciously at Wang Qiong: "Are you crazy? Swallowed half of the wasteland? How is this possible?"

As the owner of Sword Nest Mountain and the dignified controller, in his eyes, Wang Qiong's remarks were not only crazy, but also ignorant.

The wasteland has existed for so many years and has its own rules.

The Doomsday Fortress is high above, detached from the outside world, and controls the purification pool, which is the lifeblood of the entire wasteland. He can determine the supremacy and unique status without even fighting for it.

From then on, there are thirteen high-level powers, such as the Palace of Light, Moon Wolf Lake, and the Black White House.

They are secretly subject to certain rules, possess powerful power, and generally seldom interfere with wasteland affairs.

Below that are 72 major mid-level forces, distributed all over the wasteland, they are the protagonists on this stage, survival, fighting, killing, practicing, separatist...

In everything, the middle-level forces are indispensable, and they control the fate of the creatures living on this land.

As for those innumerable elementary forces, they are just pawns in the hands of these intermediate forces.

Just like the Daohe Castle, once it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, and new primary forces will rise up to replace it, and no one will care about his life or death at all.

The wasteland has existed for so many years, and it has always been like this, and no one has ever broken it.

Wang Qiong has only stepped into the eighth level of Yuanyuan Realm, not even the Fusion Device Realm, and he threatened to swallow half of the wasteland?
This is beyond the description of madness.

Ling Xufeng even suspected that Wang Qiong didn't know what he was talking about.

"Actually..." Wang Qiong was about to speak.

Suddenly, a rush of bells rang, shaking the entire No. 73 butcher shop.

"Someone broke into our sphere of influence!?" Wang Qiong narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sure enough, what should come has come.

"Boy, be careful yourself." Ling Xufeng told him casually, and then he focused his attention on the statue of Heavenly King Zhaohuo.

……

In front of the gate made of red metal, the surrounding heavy weapons are slowly moving, as if facing an enemy.

The sky was full of dust, and a group of men and horses surrounded the No. 73 butcher's shop in a threatening manner. There were hundreds of people, and they were all strong in the Yuanyuan Realm.

boom……

There was a dull sound.

Xiang Rishan flew back like a dead dog, covered in blood, and landed heavily on the ground, half of his body became extremely stiff, and his blood began to coagulate.

"A small junior force, dare to act presumptuously in front of me, Ye Wangzhou?"

A rough man came out, with a beard all over his face, and a deep cross scar on his bare chest. He released a fierce and pungent aura unscrupulously.

"I'll meet you." Luo Beichuan gritted his teeth.

In the No. 73 butcher shop, he is second only to the prison in the eighth level of Yuanyuan Realm powerhouse.

At this time, a strong enemy is approaching, so he can't back down naturally, which can be regarded as a show of loyalty.

"You are not his opponent, let me come." Xing Prison stepped out with a cold expression.

"Here comes another death." The bearded man sneered.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

(End of this chapter)