Chapter 549: 9 states (1/2)

Lu Li has been staying in the wasteland for a few days after returning to the Northern Desert, perhaps because of his guilt towards Bai Qiuxue, and also thinking about how to get there.

Although the Lord of the Hall came forward to settle the matter, it was given a ten-year deadline.

Such a result could be accepted by Lu Li. If it wasn't for the statue of the Emperor Doutian, he would be dead at this moment, and Bei Mo's men would be slaughtered cleanly.

He is still too naive ...

In a small world, he thought that Ji Mengtian and others were going to die, and then he made the matter big, and finally he could solve it once and for all.

Until out of the small world, the situation has repeatedly been out of his control. He only realized that the faces of the four forces could not be easily beaten. It was already a miracle that he could live at this moment.

Lu Li did not regret the captivity of Ji Mengtian and Yang Xuan.

There are certain things in life that must be done without having to think about the consequences. If everything is fearful, what does it mean to live in this life? If everything can be accepted, it can be tolerated. He didn't have to be the Emperor of the Northern Desert, and he won it all in a lifetime.

It's already happening and it doesn't make sense to tangle too much.

Lu Li can now only think about how to deal with the future situation. The main hall owner said that he would keep him for ten years, and there would be no problems in this decade.

Lu Family, Nether Religion, Baihua Pavilion, Reincarnation Palace!

These are the four forces standing at the pinnacle of Zhongzhou. The Lujia forces should be the weakest now, but there are also two immortals, and the elder Lujia may soon break through.

Reincarnation Palace!

That is the strongest force in Zhongzhou. How many immortals do they have? Lu Li can't know, but since it is the strongest, there must be some four or five ground gods. There are definitely more than ten ground immortals combined by the four major forces. As for the Emperor ... let alone.

The current strength of Beimo, let alone the immortal, can be evened out by two emperors. Ten years looks long, but what can be done in ten years? How many emperors can you cultivate? What's the point of being able to train four or five emperors?

Lu Litou was a bit big, but he could n’t but move all the people from the North Desert into the wasteland, and then hide in it all his life. All the passages are destroyed, how can I kill them if I can't get in?

”Ten years of hard work, trying to find Bodhi fruit, and then trying to find my sister, it is best to rescue my father and mother!”

Lu Li secretly noted that he likes to be fierce in his work. When he is sure, he walks out of the castle immediately and finds the elders of the Qing Dai people who said, ”Let the word come to God.”

The three elders of the Qinghu tribe nodded, and went down a circle, and then passed a message to Xi Ji and returned.

Lu Li asked casually: ”Where is the night owl? Why don't you see him? How have your Qinghu and Mammoths developed in the past six months?”

”The patriarch is back.”

The three elders yelled: ”The little princess is shocking, and the patriarch can't rest assured to go back and see. The development of our two races is OK, with the spiritual materials provided by the Lord, and we have broken through four monarch realms in the last six months, and all have entered Wasteland. ”

”Little princess?”

Lu Li thought of that hot little girl, pouting slightly, and nodded: ”Princess Xi's talent is really abnormal, is she only thirteen years old? Is she about to break through immortality, this talent is no better than the top twelve royal sons? Miss is bad. ”

A smile of petting appeared on the faces of the three elders, saying, ”This child is good, but it's just too arbitrary.”

”Oh ~”

After chatting for a while, a dull footstep sounded in the distance. A huge stride came, and God came. A lot of teleportation formations have been built in the wasteland, and it is very convenient for God to come here now.

Lu Li entered the small battlefield and saw more barbarians. He didn't care about the Titan's body shape anymore. He didn't feel any oppression. But God is the emperor, the blood is still terrifying, and people feel depressed all the time.

”Holy Lord!”

When he got up, he bowed and saluted, and then looked at Lu Li and nodded: ”Holy Lord ... seems to have made great progress?”