Emperor of Nine Suns

Turning his eyes to Chu Chen who was lying on the ground and Qingyuan who was guarding him, the white-haired sister suddenly became so angry that stars appeared in her eyes and she flew into a rage.

"Master Qingyuan actually dotes on him all the time and doesn't even do the trial? I really can't help it. Is this kid specially here to ruin Master Qingyuan's life? The world of Lei Xu has only opened once in a long time. This opportunity Once you lose it, you don’t know when you can come in next time!”

The white-haired sister was so anxious that there were tears in her eyes.

"Okay, leave them alone. Lady Qingyuan is not stupid. No matter what, this is her own choice."

The white-haired brother advised in a deep voice beside him.

"No, I really can't watch Master Qingyuan lose this opportunity."

The white-haired sister gritted her teeth, "This time we collected more than 35,000 thunder beads. I plan to give 10,000 to Lord Qingyuan so that she can pass the first level of trial safely."

"What? These are the thunder beads we worked so hard to collect. How can we give them to others at will?"

The white-haired brother's eyes widened.

"What's wrong? Yueshen Jue's refining has ended. Everyone only needs 10,000 thunder beads to pass the test. It's useless to keep the extra ones, and they can't be used as food. Why can't they be given to Master Qingyuan?"

The white-haired sister glared at her brother, said nothing, and flew towards Qingyuan.

The white-haired brother let out a long sigh and followed behind with a long sigh.

In front of her brother, the white-haired woman looked arrogant and rude.

But once he arrived in front of Qingyuan, he suddenly changed into a different person, and his whole temperament quickly became soft and gentle.

She walked softly to Qingyuan, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Master Qingyuan, do you still remember me?"

"Miss Zhou from Bailong Villa."

Qingyuan nodded politely.

In the world of monks, Bailong Villa is a famous secret place. It is said that this place is inherited from Li Bai, the ancient poet and swordsman.

He is famous all over the world for his poem "The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow is like a long head". Because they have the blood of immortals, the tribesmen have white hair since they were born. This is also the origin of the name "White Dragon Villa".

The two brothers Zhou Yuqing and Zhou Yujie are even more famous in the world of monks. The immortal blood in the bodies of these twin brothers is extremely strong, so their cultivation talents are extremely high.

At a young age, they have both reached the level of Tianhe Perfection, and they have become one of the foundations of Bailong Villa.

As one of the leaders of the Jiutian Breaking Formation Group, Qingyuan has naturally heard of the reputation of Bailong Villa's peerless twins.

What's more, because of some government affairs relations, she had met the two brothers and sisters several times, and she was quite impressed.

"Master Qingyuan seems to be entangled in the world. I still have a lot of extra thunder beads here. Please accept them, Master Qingyuan, so as not to be hindered by this boring trial level."

The white-haired sister Zhou Yujie seemed to want to chat a little more, but once she got to Qingyuan's side, she couldn't say any intimate words, so she had to show her kindness clearly.

Qing Yuanzheng took a moment and smiled politely.

"I appreciate Miss Zhou's kindness. It's just that I won't receive any reward for no merit. These thunder beads are the hard work of Miss Zhou. I can't take the credit."

"No, you didn't steal it. This is what I want to give to you."

Zhou Yujie felt anxious and said quickly, "With your cultivation level, this first level trial will not be difficult for you at all. Even if you try to capture it, it would be a waste of time, not to mention being blocked by the world, I..."

"Miss Zhou, there is no need to say more. Thank you very much for your kindness."

Qingyuan shook his head with a firm attitude.

Zhou Yujie looked at Qingyuan's firm eyes and wanted to say something, but finally sighed helplessly.

Zhou Yuqing, who was standing behind, couldn't stand it any longer and pulled his sister away: "Master Qingyuan doesn't want you, so why are you rushing up to him? He's gone, gone..."

Zhou Yujie glanced at Qingyuan sadly, then turned to Chu Chen, who was half lying down, and her eyes were already filled with burning anger.

But he was quickly dragged away by his brother, leaving only a vicious look in his eyes.

I want to curse this pretty boy!

As time continued to pass, from time to time, monks could be seen rushing out of the lightning, happily coming to the stone tablet to donate the 10,000 thunder beads that they had finally captured.

When it reached the fourth hour, most of the people in the lightning were gone.

The monks who had not yet collected enough thunder beads were becoming more and more anxious.

But Chu Chen was still sleeping.

Unchanging forever.

There was less than an hour left. When Feng Shen, a handsome young cultivator of Tianhe Dzogchen in a green robe, rushed out of the thunder light, the entire sea of ​​red thunder light suddenly let out a violent roar, as if there was an unknown place deep in the thunder clouds. The creatures were roaring angrily.

The green-robed man was also surrounded by countless dazzling red thunder snakes. The dense thunder snakes were surrounding him, but they could not even tear his robe. Instead, they were torn apart and broken into pieces by him as if he was strolling around. , annihilation.

When he came to the stone tablet that was emitting dazzling light, no trace of lightning could be seen on his body.

He didn't suffer any injuries and was completely intact.

When he placed his palm on the stone tablet, the dense thunderballs that emerged almost dazzled people's eyes.

Twenty-seven thousand thunder beads?

With one person's power alone, he captured more than 27,000 thunder beads!

This number is even more frightening than the Zhou brothers and sisters in Bailong Villa. Although the Zhou brothers and sisters had 35,000 thunder beads, they were captured by two people together.

It is too frightening that this person captured 27,000.

The man in green robe did not stay for too long. After releasing all the thunder beads, he activated the teleportation array to enter the second level world.

Several monks who were healing looked at each other, and one of them asked curiously.

"Obviously, 10,000 thunder beads can pass the level, why do they have to capture so many more? Isn't this a waste of effort?"

"No, you don't know, these thunder beads in the first level are very useful in the second level, and they are not captured in vain."

One of the older-looking people said, "The thunder beads captured by the monks will automatically deduct 10,000 when passing the level, and the remaining thunder beads will be converted into thunder spirit stones, which can be used in the deeper level of the Thunder Ruins world, and even a hard currency!"

"I see."

The monk nodded, but sighed unconsciously.

Thunder beads are indeed good things. This energy ball condensed from the innate thunder spirit can be further compressed to easily form the spirit of heaven and earth with thunder attributes.

Time continued to pass quickly. When there was less than half an hour left before the final deadline, the cultivators in the blue thundercloud had basically collected 10,000 thunder beads.

One by one, they excitedly activated the teleportation array and entered the deep space.

Chu Chen was still sleeping.