Chapter 602 Getting rich

Fang Chen was happy. He made a lot of money in the secret realm of the furnace this time.

Even if there were no such treasures, the treasures he collected in those layers alone were priceless!

These resources at least made him not have to worry about the first three levels of the Grandmaster!

He put away the Xiao Sui ginseng properly.

"This thing must have a miraculous effect when used to break through the Grandmaster realm."

If Ai Ling and other spiritual sea realm masters heard this, they would definitely vomit blood!

This is a treasure that can improve the cultivation of the spiritual sea realm!

In Fang Chen's hands, only the breakthrough to the Grandmaster is left?

This is simply a waste of heaven's gift!

But you have to admit that Fang Chen himself is different from ordinary cultivators.

The difficulty of his breakthrough is incomparable to others.

Even with the Palm of Heaven Bell, he still needs the help of other treasures.

Master recognition degree: 3%.

Every improvement will make Fang Chen's strength improve by one point.

Seeing this, Fang Chen no longer continued to retreat. After all, it was the same whether he practiced or not.

"Let's go out and see what the Tiantian tribe that controls the rock is like."

He packed up all his things and left the cave.

After thinking for a while, he finally went to the main city of the Tiantian tribe.

When he came to the main city called Laotian City, there were more and more Tiantian tribe members around.

But Fang Chen found that the Tiantian tribe members all looked serious and excited at the same time, as if something big was happening.

After asking around, he learned that the Tiantian tribe was planning to launch a general attack on the elves.

Now the Tiantian tribe monks are eager to join the battle! They all want to enter the sea of ​​monsters and capture more elf slaves.

When Fang Chen entered Laotian City, he found that a holy sacrifice was being held in Laotian City at this moment.

The holy sacrifice was located in the huge altar in the center of the city.

The altar was already stained with blood and full of yin energy.

It can be seen that this place has experienced countless so-called holy sacrifices, so that even the blood on the ground cannot be wiped clean.

At this moment, nearly a thousand people were tied to the altar, including men, women, old and young.

Most of them were from the Rock Horn tribe, and a small number of elves were tied up in the center.

At this moment, they looked terrified, as if they already knew their tragic end.

And the Sky Devouring tribe was all excited! They kept screaming and cheering!

This kind of holy sacrifice of abusing others was what they enjoyed most, and it was even more pleasurable for them than double cultivation!

"Hahaha! Hurry up and start!"

"Hurry up and start! I can't help it!"

"Haha! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

They seemed to be in a crazy state, becoming hideous, excited, and playful!

This was true for both men and women, young and old, and even babies laughed strangely when they saw the altar.

This tribe was evil and bloodthirsty in their bones.

Everyone was, and they enjoyed abuse.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by the miserable cries of the Rock Horn tribe members on the altar, the entire holy sacrifice reached a climax in an instant!

Fang Chen witnessed all this, but did not take action.

This is one of the main cities, and there must be a peak of the Celestial Realm guarding it.

Although he was not afraid, once he fought with the peak powerhouses of the Celestial Realm, he would definitely face the Thousand Mountain Realm.

Even if he rescued them now, he could not take them away.

Only those who were recognized as his slaves could enter the blessed land cage, and these people were not.

In the end, he could only abandon them and was forced to return to the Monster Sea.

But Fang Chen also remembered all of this.

And I don’t know whether it was because of his anger or something else.

The degree of master recognition of the Heavenly Bell rose rapidly.

Master recognition: 10%.

In the next few days, he did not stay in the city, but wandered around in the Lower Rock Region.

But no matter where he went, every member of the Heaven-Swallowing Clan he saw was the same.

For them, abusing the creatures of other races is already a commonplace.

Fang Chen also killed several tribes.

When he rescued those slaves, they would choose to commit suicide without hesitation, unwilling to stay in this world.

Fang Chen chose to respect this.

Death is the best relief for them, and it would be better to enter reincarnation early.

He stayed there for two months.

The degree of master recognition of the Heavenly Bell also reached 60%.

On this day, he was planning to go to the next tribe.

But as soon as he arrived at the tribe, he saw a strong man taking away all the slaves of the Rock Horn tribe.

And he also took away the Swallowing Heaven tribe members above the Bone Forging Realm in the tribe.

Fang Chen frowned when he saw this. What was the Swallowing Heaven tribe planning to do?

After thinking for a while, he finally decided to go over and ask directly.

"Who?!"

When Fang Chen approached, the middle-aged strong man of the Swallowing Heaven tribe who led the group immediately found out! The first level of the Divine Power Realm instantly burst out and locked Fang Chen.

"What? Do you want to die?"

Fang Chen said coldly, and the aura of the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm emanated.

The middle-aged strong man's face changed drastically, and he immediately retracted his momentum and said respectfully: "Senior dare not, it is the fault of the junior."

In the Swallowing Heaven tribe, strength is status.

Fang Chen then took back his breath and asked coldly: "I just came out of retreat, but I feel that Xiayan is a little different. Did something happen?"

"It turns out that the senior has been in retreat. It is normal not to know."

The middle-aged strong man explained: "Senior, you don't know that the top leaders have planned to launch a final general attack on the elves!"

"Oh?"

Fang Chen pretended to be surprised and asked: "Why?"

The middle-aged man said, "I heard that the treasure that controls this world fell into the hands of the elves. In order to prevent the elves from completely refining this treasure and killing our tribe, we launched a general attack in advance. Kill the elves before they refine it!" Fang Chen pretended to be enlightened. In fact, he had already found out all this information. He pointed at the slaves and asked, "Why take these slaves away? Is it for a holy sacrifice?" "It's not a holy sacrifice." The middle-aged man didn't intend to hide it. After all, Fang Chen was indeed a member of the Tiantian clan. He said, "We collect slaves to arrange the blood sacrifice of the evil god, summon the phantom of the evil god to descend into this world and kill the elves!" "The blood sacrifice of the evil god." Fang Chen's pupils shrank slightly. When killing those tribes, he also got a lot of jade slips about the Tiantian clan. The phantom of the evil god summoned by the blood sacrifice of the evil god depends on the number of people who are sacrificed. When a certain number is reached, it can even summon an evil god who is more powerful than the spiritual sea realm! If this is true, the elves may not be able to hold on for a few days and will be completely killed by the Tiantian clan. It will take a long time for his Heavenly Bell to be refined and recognized as its master, so he must stop the blood sacrifice of the evil god.

So he showed a look of joy: "That means I can see the evil god coming!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Yes, senior, you have the late stage of divine power! Why not join the army to attack the elves? Then you can make great contributions! Hundreds or thousands of slaves are more than enough."

"These elves are very arrogant, and the resentment they burst out is much stronger than these wastes of the Rock Horn Clan."