Apocalypse Paradise

Lin Mo looked at the curious eyes of the two, returned to his seat, opened the drawer and took out a sealed bag of tea.

"Don't be in a hurry, let me take it easy." Lin Mo was not really tired, but wanted to take revenge on this old friend who didn't give him face, and deliberately let him go.

"Ahem!" Lin Mo opened the tea bag and looked at Wang Yichuan, the commanding meaning in his eyes should not be too obvious.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll pour it for you." Wang Yichuan picked up the teapot on the table, snatched the tea leaves from Lin Mo's hand, and slammed the tea cup in front of Lin Mo, "Drink!"

"Look, you're in a hurry." Lin Mo carefully wiped away the water stains splashed on the table.

"You can simply understand this so-called Holy Selection as a selection. Old Wang, you also know what happened on the battlefield of hundreds of tribes, and you have also used Blood Soul."

"There are some neighbors outside the Apocalypse Continent, such as the Dragon Clan's Panlong Star, the Phoenix Clan's Nirvana Star, and the Spirit Clan's Linghai, etc. Although the overall area is not as vast as the Apocalypse Continent, it should not be underestimated."

"By absorbing enough blood souls on the battlefield outside the territory, you can break through and become an emperor without bottlenecks. However, after you become an emperor, you can still use the blood souls, but if you want to be promoted to a saint, you must participate in the holy election. Otherwise, when you reach the high-level emperor blood soul The effect will be lost.”

As for the Holy Selection, senior emperors from hundreds of clans compete for a handful of positions, which shows how fierce the competition is.

Lin Mo's eyes dimmed as he said that. Who doesn't want to be promoted to a saint, but the number of saints is limited, and he still has many worries.

The Holy Election is held every ten years, and ten out of one hundred people come out in each session. Once the Holy Election begins, it is like the pawns crossing the river who can only advance and cannot retreat. They must become saints or die.

Listening to Lin Mo's words, Wang Yichuan's eyes were full of complexity, from the initial excitement to the longing and now to the sigh.

"But it has gotten much better in recent years. The human race and the spirit race alliance have jointly created a secret technique. As long as you reach the advanced emperor stage, you can practice it. Even if you die on the battlefield, you will not immediately enter reincarnation but turn into a spirit." People, with the right to choose, may enter reincarnation with some memories and become a new spiritual tribe.”

"However, the secret method also has disadvantages. If you choose to re-enter reincarnation with your memories, you can only choose the human race, and it will take twenty years to awaken Su Hui. Will you still be you by then?"

"Of course, there are many people who choose to become the New Spirit Tribe, but they can only be limited to the high-level emperor stage throughout their lives."

After listening to Lin Mo's words, Wang Yichuan fell into deep thought for a long time, yes, who will I be then?

Looking at the two people who were deep in thought, Lin Mo took a sip of tea and said, "I'm going to give it a try after finishing my rotation in the academy."

"Have you thought about it?" Wang Yichuan looked at the white-haired young man in front of him. Time has not left many traces on him. Although his life span has only increased slightly, his appearance seems to be fixed in his middle age.

"Why, don't look like this. I'm still a little sure." Lin Mo put down the tea cup.

"Also, Wang Yi's matter must be kept secret. In these years of war, although the various tribes do not know each other well, they have also arranged spies into other tribes' territories, so we have to guard against it."

"Now let's talk about the arrangements behind Wang Yi! Should he change his identity and go directly to the battlefield outside the territory, or should he practice in Tianqi Continent for a period of time."

Wang Yi watched the two of them turn their attention to himself, "I will definitely go to the battlefield outside the territory, but it will take me some time to become familiar with the power of the emperor."

"Okay, I have raised your authority to the highest level. All kinds of resources of Bishui Academy are open to you unconditionally."

"Thank you principal!"

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I'm pretty good among senior emperors."

"Ok!"

"Okay, Old Lintou, let's go first."

"No delivery."

After walking out of the principal's office, Wang Yichuan looked at Wang Yi, who was as tall as him next to him, and felt a little emotional. At the beginning of the year, this little guy only reached his waist, but in the blink of an eye, he was already far taller than him!

"My teacher has nothing left to teach you. If you have any questions, just ask Lao Lintou."

"Hey, don't say anything polite! I am looking forward to the moment when you become a saint."

"Yes!" Wang Yi nodded heavily.

After bidding farewell to Wang Yichuan, Wang Yi immediately went to Zanggong Pavilion.

After scanning the badge, Wang Yi came to the top floor unobstructed, picked up a local advanced technique, and a warm current circulated in his body.

After converting the skills, Wang Yi began to look through various earth-level spells and gave his various spells a big upgrade.

Ten days later, Wang Yi walked out of the Hidden Gong Pavilion with satisfaction. Now he can be said to have replaced cannons with rockets.

Walking in the void, Wang Yi used the dragon leap technique in the water dragon inheritance and came to the sea area of ​​​​Tianqi State.

The training room of Bishui Academy could no longer meet his needs, so he found a small island in the uninhabited sea to experiment with his skills.

When Wang Yi first came to this small island, although the vegetation here could not be said to be very lush, it could be said that there was a small forest.

Now, under Wang Yi's devastation, the island has not only become bare, but has also fallen apart into an island shape.

Finally, this small island, which had existed for who knows how long, was overwhelmed and disappeared in this sea area.

Wang Yi left the sea and returned to Bishui College with satisfaction.

Now his external strength is that of an intermediate great elemental master. Although he is still known as a genius, he is not so eye-catching.

"Let's have a duel!" Su Yun stopped Wang Yi and shouted excitedly.

After experiencing the trial in the Fallen Dragon Secret Realm, he also changed to a low-level earth-level skill and a powerful mid-level earth-level skill.

Judging from the excited look on Su Yun's face, he must have started practicing and couldn't wait to come to Wang Yi to show off.

"All right!"

Wang Yi did not dampen Su Yun's enthusiasm.

The two came to the battle arena, "As always, you take the first shot!"

"Hmph, then you have to be careful, my move is very powerful."

"bring it on!"

"Sudden rain and wind arrows." The dense water droplets turned into sharp arrows and struck Wang Yi.

The light blue light curtain of "Water Control·Shou" stopped the arrows one after another.

"continue."

"Damn it." Su Yun gritted his teeth and activated all the water elements in his body to condense more water droplets and arrows to attack Wang Yi from all directions.

"Look, here's how to use the move." Wang waved his hand to condense the water mist, and then dispersed it. Su Yun regained his sight and found several water drop arrows hanging on his vital points.

"No fight, you monster."

"Haha, let's go. I'll invite you to Zuixian Tower."

"really."

"going or not."

"Go! Go! Go."

The dejection of failure was thrown away by Su Yun!

"Su Yun, I may leave Bishui Academy for a while and go to a secret place to practice."

"Then you have to be careful. I almost lost my life in a secret realm a few days ago." Su Yun continued to work without asking any questions.