"Alas... It seems that the old man is really old, he has just warmed up, he can't do it, it's really unforgiving, don't be sad, the old man has already been buried in the loess to the heavenly spirit cover, even if he dies, it is not a premature death... Ahem..."The old man in the black pot said as he said with blood still flowing from his mouth.

"No, it won't... No, it won't... You should be old and strong, and it will not be a problem to live another 100,000 years or a million years," Ming Jiutian responded with a choked voice.

This time, if the old man of the black pot hadn't appeared in time, or there would have been ten tomorrow and nine days, I'm afraid this would have been gone.

Every time Ming Jiutian encounters danger, it is the old man of the black pot who appears in time, and this kindness has not yet had time to return it in Ming Jiutian.

"It's just a pity, this bet, the old man lost again..."The old man of the black pot said with a relieved face.

"When is it, do you still want to do this" Looking at the situation in front of him, Ming Jiutian did not dare to hesitate.

opened the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box for the first time and sent the old man of the black pot back, and now the old man of the black pot is seriously injured, and only the spirit box of the Ten Thousand Realms has the conditions to save the old man of the black pot.

In order to save the old man in the black cauldron, Ming Jiutian almost took out all the genius treasures in the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box and on his body.

The brains were piled together and placed in the place where the Chaos Ancient Tree took root, hoping that with the spiritual power emitted by the Chaos Ancient Tree supplemented by the effect of various genius earth treasures, the old man of the black pot could be successfully rescued.

"Boy, when did you learn to be so generous, you used to be very stingy," the old man in the black pot accused, becoming weaker and weaker.

"This time is different from the past, not to mention that the female university has changed eighteen, let alone me, everyone else can die, but you can't, I want you to live tomorrow Jiutian, and watch me dominate the world with my own eyes" Ming Jiutian responded incoherently.

"To be honest, the way you cry is so ugly..."The old man of the black pot smiled heartily.

"If it's ugly, it's ugly, anyway, no one can see it" Ming Jiutian stretched out his hand and wiped a handful of tears, pretending not to cry.

However, Ming Jiutian has been wondering in his heart, and the old man of the black pot has never said what his specific strength is.

However, according to Ming Jiutian's guess, it will at least be at the top of the immortal realm, and although the immortality of the tenth realm is very strong, it has only just stepped into the immortal realm.

The foundation is unstable, and fighting him with the strength of the old man in the black pot can be said to be nine times out of ten.

But the question arises here, could it be that the immortality of the Tenth Realm is really so strong?

Ming Jiutian didn't believe it, and it seemed that there was only one explanation, that is, the old man of the black pot had been seriously injured before he met him.

I have been in a state of recuperation for all these years, and today's battle has affected the old wounds of the past, so this is why it is like this.

It's no wonder that the old man of the black pot has been staying here before, and he always says that he wants to retreat when he has nothing to do.

Now that he thinks about it, he seems to have figured it all out, he wants to use the abundant aura in the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box and those genius earth treasures to heal his own injuries.

"Don't worry, don't you kid often say that the thousand-year-old king is eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, the deadline has not yet arrived, and the old man can't die," the old man of the black pot comforted.

"Grandpa Black Pot, you can stay here to recuperate during this time, it's not too big, I'll try to go out and walk around as little as possible" In order to let him recuperate with peace of mind, Ming Jiutian could only say this.

After settling the old man in the black cauldron, Ming Jiutian returned to the outside to see how the blue-eyed dragon whale was doing.

At this time, the blood-red sea area that was originally hundreds of meters expanded a lot, and after searching for a long time, I found a trace of a blue-eyed dragon whale on the bottom of the sea.

If it weren't for the huge tail swinging, Ming Jiutian would have thought that the blue-eyed dragon whale would have died in battle.

At this moment, seeing the appearance of the blue-eyed dragon whale again, Ming Jiutian's eyes couldn't help but shrink.

This is a spirit beast in the Creation Realm, whether it is combat power, attack power or resistance to attack, it is a top-level existence, but it is still not enough in front of the immortal.

The previous immortal only struck a blow, leaving a blood hole about ten meters in diameter on the chest of the blue-eyed blue dragon whale's huge body.

The wound was so large that even the bones and internal organs inside were clear and changeable, and if it weren't for the large enough body of the blue-eyed dragon whale, it would have almost cut him in half.

Looking at the dying appearance of the blue-eyed dragon whale, Ming Jiutian sighed, and now he wanted to fish out the unconscious blue-eyed dragon whale from the sea, and he had to do it himself.

"With such a big body, how much do you have to eat" Ming Jiutian shook his head, picked up the big tail of the blue-eyed dragon whale and rushed towards the sea.

Saving people is going to be done tomorrow for nine days, but for saving spirit beasts, it is not good, after all, the amount of medicine is difficult to control.

Just like the last time he went to save the green dragon, it was because he didn't control the amount of medicine well, which caused the green dragon to go crazy on the spot, and he almost couldn't hold it.

After everything was done, Ming Jiutian once again rode on the big bird transformed into the Blood Lotus Demon Spirit Flame and flew into the sky.

In order to avoid people's eyes, this time they flew relatively high, so as not to encounter the fire catching team on the ground again.

On the way back, Ming Jiutian's mind was always recalling the scene he had just faced with immortality.

That kind of power is really terrifying, and he is still a few realms away from immortality, and when he really advances to immortality, he doesn't know what monkey year it is.

After half a day, Ming Jiutian drove the big bird transformed into the blood lotus demon spirit flame and landed on the periphery of Mingjia Village.

This trip to the Endless Sea can be said to be full of harvest, but Ming Jiutian just couldn't be happy, just because the old man of the black pot was seriously injured in order to save him.

Without the old man of the black pot to rely on, he must be low-key in the days after nine days tomorrow.

Otherwise, something really happened, and it really couldn't be solved, calmed down, and Ming Jiutian walked into Mingjia Village.

After returning home alone, Ming Jiutian didn't see anyone, locked himself in his room, and kept thinking about the Dao Realm Heavenly Tribulation that he was about to cross.

Although he has been trying his best to suppress his cultivation during this time, the feeling that he is about to break through has become stronger and stronger, and it is very likely that it will be in the past few days.

"Something?"

Dugu Yanran walked in lightly with the prepared snacks.

"Ahh It's good to leave these things to someone else, don't you think you can't settle down for a while with a big belly? Ming Jiutian hurriedly got up and stepped forward to take it.

Although he was facing his own family, Ming Jiutian was unwilling to bring the troubles in his heart to them, saving them from worrying about themselves all the time.

"How can it be so exaggerated as you say, it's only been a few months..."Dugu Yanran said with a happy face when she heard this.

"It's not going to work for a few months, that's my son, don't worry, I'm going on outside, even if the sky falls, it's the first to hit those tall people" In order to dispel the family's worries, Ming Jiutian simply made a joke.

Hearing Ming Jiutian say this, Dugu Yanran also couldn't help laughing.

In her heart, Ming Jiutian has always been like this, no matter how much trouble she encounters outside, she will not talk about it after returning home.

After staying overnight in Mingjia Village, early the next morning, Ming Jiutian set off with Gongsun Haoran.

Since there were too many things brought this time, Right Weiwei's side was completely sufficient, and the excess part was also handed over to Grandpa Ming Zhendong by Ming Jiutian.

"Haoran, you said that if one day I am gone, what will happen to the Punishment Palace?" On the way back, Ming Jiutian asked solemnly.

"That's the question... Can you tell the truth? Gongsun Haoran hesitated.

Don't look at Gongsun Haoran, who is a fan of wealth all day long, and he never cares about the problem of cultivation.

For so many years, he has been wandering around the major forces with his slight strength, relying on nothing else, it is his unique mind.