Celestial Realm.
Abel was working hard to run the Concentration Art, absorbing the energy of Phosphorite to cultivate.
Time flies, day and night alternate.
Chadf a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Abel absorbed the last trace of energy in the Phosphorite.
The golden phosphorite, which was originally dazzling with golden light, has now turned gray and turned into an ordinary stone.
Seeing Abel waking up from his practice, Oldrim hurriedly asked, "Abel, what are you doing now? I feel that your aura has changed several times."
Abel breathed out a foul breath, feeling the sudden surge in his body. Power, a brilliance flashed in his eyes.
"I have already reached the 6th grade of the transformation realm. If I can have 1 more gold phosphorite, I may be able to reach the peak of the transformation realm, or even break through the transformation realm…"
Abel said with emotion.
When Oldrim heard this, he curled his lips and said, "Your body is too perverted. The energy in this phosphite is like a vast ocean. In your hands, this kind of thing can only raise you to a few small realms. "
"who knows. If you cultivate to the point where you will ascend to the point of transcending the catastrophe and become a real immortal, what a huge amount of resources you will need. I am afraid that even if the resources of the entire celestial world are given to you, you may not be able to successfully overcome the catastrophe."
Oldrim was very surprised at the huge amount of resources Abel needed. According to the improvement of Abel's level, he would need more and more resources in the future. Perhaps the world of heaven and man would not be able to hold a giant Buddha like Abel.
"who knows why the resources I need to improve my realm are different from other people's. It may be related to the magic formula I practiced. Now that I have reached the 6th stage of transformation, who knows if I can retract the Beast bell at will! "
Abel really wanted to know how far he had controlled the Beast Pattern Bell.
If he could freely retract and control the Beast pattern clock at will, then this Beast pattern clock would be Abel's trump card and his life-saving means.
But when Abel was about to take out the Beast Pattern Clock to try, Oldrim hurriedly stopped him.
"Don't try it here again. If you try it, the breath will spread to the surroundings, and it is very likely to attract people from other sects in the world of heaven and man. How can we leave by then!"
"You are trying when you return to the secular world Well, anyway, you are not suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth…"
Oldrim followed Abel and said.
As soon as Abel heard that it made sense, he put away the idea of ​​trying the Beast Pattern Clock.
Then he took out the God King Bow from the storage ring, and Abel put his right hand on the bowstring, and with a sudden force, he pulled the bowstring to full in an instant.
Between heaven and earth, countless various forces began to gather on Abel's bowstring.
An arrow feather appeared, shining with golden light.
As Abel struggled to pull the bowstring, gritted his teeth and persisted, the golden arrow feathers slowly turned into transparent white.
Whoosh…
Abel let go of his hand, the arrow feather pierced the sky like a meteor, and then penetrated the void, directly shooting the void out of a huge black hole.
There is turbulent flow in the black hole, and there are constant whirlpools of airflow.
"It's done, let's go…"
Abel saw that the passage to the secular world had been opened by himself, so he happily called Oldrim and jumped up.
The sword spirit Zoverlli turned into the Beast-slaying sword and directly entered Abel's body.
After all, it takes a lot of physical strength to cross this kind of passage, and you need to resist the turbulent flow in the black hole passage.
The figures of Abel and Oldrim disappeared, and the black hole channel slowly closed, disappearing without a trace.
But not long after Abel and the others left, a white-haired old man came to the place where Abel and the others had just stood with a man and a woman in Townaman robes.
"Master, what did you bring us here for? Aren't we going to Votujue Temple?"
The female Townonist teacher asked puzzledly.
The white-haired old man looked around, frowned slightly and said, "It's strange, it's really strange, just now there seemed to be the aura of the bow of the god king. Could it be that I felt wrong?"
After speaking, the white-haired old man waved his whisk, and the 3 figures instantly appeared disappeared.
To be continued....
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