Douluo: Jialingguan Awakens the Body of the Martial God

Wuhun Temple.

In Cao Wei's palace.

The rescued Rakshasa God Bibi Dong is currently resting in Cao Wei's bedroom.

The series of twists and turns made this woman exhausted and fell asleep.

"Lord! Is my mother really pregnant?"

"And that damn Tang San was resurrected and was sealed in a dirty puddle by you?"

Qian Renxue, the seraph god, had a flawless white face filled with surprise.

She never expected that the other party would be dead and not stiff. Those bullies in the God Realm really didn't have any rules at all.

As long as you find an opportunity, you should come out to cause trouble.

Cao Wei had already expected the shock to the Seraphim God Qian Renxue.

"Yes! Our Wuhun Palace is pushing forward, it's time to seize the time."

"That's right! Put more thought into Bibi Dong's food. That is your lord's first child."

After Cao Wei finished speaking, he left Wuhun Hall directly.

"Lord!"

"Lord!"

The second one was dedicated to Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the third one was dedicated to Qingluan Douluo. When they saw Cao Wei going out, they all saluted respectfully.

"Oh! Golden Crocodile, Qingluan, during this period, you will send troops to sweep away the countries and sect forces around Wuhun Palace."

"This Wuhun Hall is guarded by Qian Renxue, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei. It should be enough."

The second worshiper, Golden Crocodile Douluo, understands very well that his master is eager to use troops, but...

"My lord, this late at night is..."

The second worshipper still has to ask again, after all, the Nuo Da Spirit Hall now belongs to his lord.

It is not his own responsibility to decide whether his lord should stay or not, but he still needs to make the decision.

"Jin Crocodile, you talk a bit too much. I'll be back after I've been out for a while. You should be guarding the house, and you should be sweeping the plow holes in the courtyard."

Cao Wei dropped his words and disappeared directly.

He didn't even give Second Enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others a chance to speak.

"Old crocodile! You are out of your mind. Is it okay for you to intervene when the master goes there?"

The second priest looked in the direction of Wuhun Hall with a sad face and sighed heavily.

"Alas! His Majesty the Pope seems to have been completely abandoned by the Lord. This child Qingluan is very precious and important."

"We two old guys are not here. Do you think two elders and a young master can really handle it?"

The third worshiper, Qingluan Douluo, looked at Golden Crocodile with an idiot look on his face.

"Do you think there is something wrong with my lord's arrangement?"

"Let's not doubt the Lord's judgment and come quickly to study the direction of sending troops..."

"If we don't get outstanding results when the master comes back, I don't think we two old guys will be able to live without success."

With Cao Wei leaving in Wuhun Palace.

The entire Wuhun Hall is managed by the Seraphim God Qian Renxue, assisted by the two elders Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

The second one is dedicated to Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the third one is dedicated to Qingluan Douluo. They will start to point out troops and study the bulldozing plan.

Sunset in the forest.

Cao Wei, who was rushing all the way, finally arrived in the Sunset Forest three days later.

There is nothing special about this forest. If there is anything special, it is the ice and fire eyes of the old poison Dugu Bo.

This Fang Dong Tian Blessed Land is the treasure that Cao Wei cherishes the most.

"In the beginning! The little bastard was here to gather the wool of this idiot Dugubo. Didn't he end up dead in the end?"

"What happened is counterproductive! This world is originally a world where the weak eat the strong. Bo Yun's treacherous world makes people's hearts unpredictable..."

When Cao Wei came to Sunset Forest this time, he did not summon the generals of their Cao family.

Although his own generals can indeed gain strength by hunting soul beasts, Cao Wei is not so mad as to use the lives of ordinary people and soul beasts to increase his own strength.

Now he comes to Sunset Forest for only two purposes.

First, look for celestial herbs and elixirs that can be greatly replenished, and give them to Bibi Dong. He finally had a child, and Cao Wei naturally wanted to give his child the last resources to cultivate him.

"This child's father is unparalleled in the world, but his father will not be inferior to him in raising the child."

Cao Wei walked happily in the sunset forest, an hour later.

A huge poisonous gas restriction isolates the periphery of Sunset Forest.

Some weak spirit beasts stopped to watch. The disgusting poison made them feel extremely uncomfortable just by getting a little closer.

Like some large soul beasts, this place is shrouded in poisonous gas all year round. Although their bodies are not in any extreme pain, they still feel uncomfortable.

Such a restriction in front of us directly isolates all the soul beasts in the entire Sunset Forest.

Cao Wei nodded with satisfaction and spoke slowly.

"Haha! It's a good death for this old guy. He hasn't ruined this precious land since he was young."

While Cao Wei was commenting on Dugu Bo, who had long since died, he stepped into the miasma-filled confinement.

When Cao Wei passed through that thin layer of transparent film, the new world immediately appeared in his dark eyes.

The faint spiritual energy was very strong, and Cao Wei's eyes suddenly lit up.

He already possesses the body of a martial god with unparalleled physique, and his power has reached the realm of Xuanxian.

As for the spiritual fairy grass, the fairy medicine is still very sensitive.

After all, there are not many things that can help him increase his strength now, and he is not a person who kills indiscriminately.

"What a pity! I only have so much tyrannical power, but the power I can exert now is only one-tenth of it."

"It's time to give yourself some time to cultivate your physical body. It's time for Hu Hou and the others to improve."

"They have followed me in the north and south, and I have to let them taste some dividends today. Let them know that following me, Lord Cao Wei, they can still eat meat and drink wine."

after an hour.

Cao Wei sat alone in the eyes of the Ice and Fire Liangyi to practice his physical body.

At the same time, their three guardian spirits, Tiger Marquis Xu Chu, Evil Lai Dian Wei, and Wen Ze Yu Jin, were sitting next to the Ice and Fire Eyes to cultivate their bodies.

"Thank you, Lord, for the reward."

Xu Chu, a fool, grabbed a handful of fairy grass and stuffed it into his mouth, while thanking Lord Cao Wei for the reward.

Although the power provided by the grass jelly is not much, the amount of victory here is huge!

Therefore, Cao Wei directly used quantitative change to transform qualitative change.

The three guardian spirits of the Cao family, while cultivating by absorbing the power of the eyes of ice and fire, took the fairy grass vigorously, and the fairy medicine improved.

In a word.

This land of ice and fire eyes is very rich. Today, the consumption here is paid by his lord Cao Wei, so the three patron saints of the Cao family can let go.

The biting cold, mixed with the fire that burned everything, the two forces were constantly intertwined in Cao Wei's body.

But these newly entered powers had not been surging for long before they were all absorbed by the opponent's terrifying body of the God of War.

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