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Chapter 1596 Terrifying Harvest(1/2)

Luoluo's words are only five short words, but they contain thousands of words.

She was very moved and grateful and could not express her gratitude to He Wuhen in a few words.

It is no exaggeration to say that after this incident, she already had 100% trust in He Wuhen.

Even if she was asked to repay He Wuhen's life-saving grace, she would never refuse.

The Immortal Heaven Emperor, the Saint Lord of Xuanguang, and many disciples of the Yanhuang Sect were even more shocked and excited when they heard He Wuhen's words.

Their sect leader broke into the Southern Saint Palace alone, not only escaped unscathed, but also successfully rescued his friends.

This is definitely a big news that shocked Bi Luotian. It will surely make He Wuhen and Yanhuang Sect's reputation rise to the peak again.

The Immortal Emperor nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Wuhen, after this incident, your reputation will surely spread throughout the Biluotian again and become the object of discussion among the martial artists in the world."

He Wuhen was not humble and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I'm afraid it's not just a discussion at that time. I guess the Holy Emperor of the Central Region and the other three sage kings may not even be able to sleep well."

"Oh, is that?" The Lord of Xuanguang showed an interesting smile, "Did you kill the Southern Saint King?"

Hearing this, everyone raised their ears and looked at He Wuhen in unison, waiting for him to answer.

The Southern Saint King is one of the four great Saint Kings, but he is the top five strong man in Biluotian!

If He Wuhen really killed the Southern Saint King, then Yanhuang Sect would be the largest sect in the future, which is not an exaggeration at all.

What everyone didn't expect was that He Wuhen's next words shocked them all.

"Yes, not only did the Southern Saint King be killed by me, but the helper he invited, the Demon Lord, and more than a thousand commanders of the Southern Patrol Guards, were all killed by me."

"I have also destroyed the Southern Saint Palace. From now on, there will be no Southern Saint Palace in Biluotian."

"Ah?" Everyone was stunned and stared at He Wuhen incredibly, his chin almost fell to the ground.

"My God, Sect Master, are you so powerful?"

"The Palace of the Southern Saint King! The Southern Saint King and the Demon Lord have joined forces, and there are more than a thousand commanders in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and have set up a net of heaven and earth, but they are even destroyed by the Sect Master?"

"It's so dreamy, so incredible!"

More than 30 disciples of the Yanhuang Sect felt dizzy, their hearts were beating wildly, and their blood was rising.

No one expected that He Wuhen would be so fierce that he would destroy the entire Nansheng Palace alone.

"This is a unique feat and miracle in the tens of millions of years of history throughout the ages!"

The Immortal Emperor exclaimed with shock and couldn't help laughing, "Haha, the three sage kings and the Central Domain Holy Emperor will definitely not be able to sit still after hearing the news."

"Yes." He Wuhen nodded slightly and ordered: "At most ten days later, the news will spread throughout Biluotian, which will definitely cause a sensation. It is estimated that the number of people coming to join the sect will increase by several times. It will take a while for you to host the introductory assessment."

"In addition, the Holy Emperor of the Central Region and the Three Holy Kings will definitely not sit still and wait for death. They may come to attack. You must strengthen your defense."

The Immortal Heaven Emperor, the Holy Lord of Xuanguang, Mu Zichen, Luoluo and others nodded to indicate that they had written down.

After He Wuhen explained a few more things, he returned to Yanhuang Taoist temple.

"I have something to do with you in the sect, and I have something to do."

When he returned to the Yanhuang Temple, He Wuhen entered the Tower of Tongtian and began to be busy.

The first thing to do is of course check the situation of the Old Ancestor Guling, Changling and the Great Ape King.

The three of them had suffered extreme punishment and severe torture in the Corpse Demon Thunder Prison. Although they were not dead, they had only half their lives left.

If the three of them really die, it would be simple and neat.

He Wuhen directly used his magical skill of resurrection to resurrect them.

At worst, it can only cost millions of years of life. Anyway, his life span has reached a terrifying 30 million years.

It is the most time-wasting thing for the three of them to be in a half-dead state.

Before returning to the Yanhuang Sect, He Wuhen had helped them untie the seal and talismans and took the precious and top-quality Taoist elixir.

The three of them have temporarily stabilized, but they still have to recuperate for thousands of years before they can recover slowly.

Seeing that the three of them were getting better, He Wuhen used his magic power again, helped the three of them healed for a month, and gave them three pills each, so he stopped caring about them.

"I have to count the spoils and ignore the three of them for now."

"After the little Qinglong finishes his cultivation, it will be enough to let it help the ancestor and Changling heal the wounds."

Then, He Wuhen began to count the spoils.

This time, he killed the Southern Saint King, the Demon Lord and the Two Holy Sons, and destroyed the entire Southern Saint King Palace. He gained a lot and could be called getting rich overnight.

"Swish!"

Four space rings of different colors appeared in his palm, which were from the Southern Saint King, the two sage sons and the Demon Lord.

The four of them are the strongest and most profound, and of course the richest in the Southern Saint Palace.

The thousands of southern patrol commanders He Wuhen killed were all ordinary people.

Most of their space rings were destroyed in the fight, and He Wuhen was too lazy to spend time searching.

Just looking at the space rings of the four people of the Southern Saint King were enough to shock him.

The blue rocks piled up like mountains, the star stones, the creation clock floating in the ring of the entire space, and the endless ocean of magic weapons, elixirs, spells and materials made He Wuhen look dazzled and his heart beat faster.

The combined value of wealth resources and treasures in the space rings of the two saints and the demon lord reached about 1500 billion.

Among these resource treasures, none of them are ordinary goods, and they are all available to He Wuhen.

Of course, there is no treasure that can make him excited and excited.

After all, He Wuhen now has a profound foundation and is outrageously powerful.

Only magical artifacts and magical skills can make him excited and excited.

Things that can interest him are at least half-step god-level.

The magic weapons and martial arts at the same level of Taoism are no longer attractive to him.

The Demon Lord and the two saints are obviously not qualified to own such treasures.

However, the Southern Saint King has it!

He is the overlord of the Southern Region, and he has been here for tens of millions of years, with a terrifying reputation with a profound foundation!

Even his space ring and the storage space in it are ten times larger than that of the Demon Lord!

Various cultivation resources, magic weapons and equipment, and strange and rare treasures are piled up in storage space like mountains.

It took He Wuhen a full three days to count the space ring of the Southern Saint King!

You must know that with his current strength, his divine thoughts have been transformed into thousands of people.

Three days was enough for him to scan every inch of half of the southern region.

This shows how terrifying the value of the Southern Saint King is.

Because there are many strange treasure resources in his space ring that no one has seen before, He Wuhen is not easy to estimate.

The cultivation resources and treasures he could estimate were worth as much as 8 trillion!

So far, He Wuhen’s net worth has finally exceeded one trillion!

If those treasures that cannot be distinguished for the time being will be added, the total value will be at least 15 trillion yuan.

However, these are not these things that make He Wuhen excited and excited.

Instead... the Nansheng King's natal magic weapon, one half-step artifact, twelve pieces of divine swords, and two sets of half-step divine level skills.

This is the real priceless treasure!

He Wuhen needs the treasure that he most now!

"Twelve pieces of divine swords! The Southern Saint King actually has so many pieces of divine swords. I have been searching for so many years, but only thirteen pieces."

Suddenly, the number of pieces of the divine sword that He Wuhen had reached as many as twenty-five.

The natal artifact of the Southern Saint King is a sword of the Ying God and a half-step artifact.

After studying it for a while, He Wuhen discovered the mystery.

This sword originated from the prehistoric era before the ancient times. It was originally a real artifact and was comparable to the Xuanyuan Sword.

However, the Ying Shen Sword was damaged, and there was a long and narrow crack on the blade, causing the god-level inscriptions and patterns to be destroyed.

Therefore, the level of the Ying God Sword fell to the half-step God level.

After obtaining this sword, the Southern Saint King used it as the foundation of the Holy King Palace, assuming a half-step god-level formation.

At the same time, over the past few million years, he has been using his hard work and magic power to nourish the sword of Ying, hoping to restore this sword to the god level.

But even so, this sword is enough to dominate the sky!

The sword is purple all over, one meter long and three, half a slap wide, and the style is simple and exquisite.

It can be seen that the sword has a delicate style and is suitable for women.

Now that the Southern Saint King has fallen, the soul mark in the sword of Ying God has dispersed and has become a masterless thing.

The sword blade floated in the illusion of time, constantly flashing with purple light, as if it was spiritual.
To be continued...
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