Gong Sanshiliu probably understood what the Bronze God Son was thinking.

The same old saying.

Gong Sanshiliu is not considering the issue purely with the mindset of a ‘human’.

He is part of Ke Xiaoliang, so he also considers the changes in things like "Heaven".

If one world wants to integrate into another world.

That is equivalent to putting one house into another.

Should the former be broken and flattened, and only the materials and land were taken, and then completely integrated into it, or should a passage be built between the two houses and exist side by side, just simply expanding the scope, and the difference is quite large.

What the Bronze Son of God thinks is undoubtedly the latter way of integration.

This is equivalent to wanting the wild world to give a lot of nutrients, to give this broken world a lot of blood transfusion, and then to raise it.

However, it is extremely unprofitable to repair an already broken world in this way for any world with a complete system.

The resources and nutrients that may be paid are enough to recreate three or five similar civilization systems and living environments.

Ke Xiaoliang's wild world may be better... After all, the magic of the gourd world lies in the fact that it can transform the magic value that is nothing but not powerful into the origin of the world and promote the rapid growth of the world.

Such incredible things often only appear in the delusions of many people.

Almost no one thought that such a reality would exist.

What the bronze god son De thought about at this moment was nothing more than persuading the Palace Thirty-six to make the Palace Thirty-six an "insider".

After returning to his world, Gong Sanshiliu stole the altar of God, created a large sacrifice, released the coordinate positioning of the world, and extradited the broken world through the sensing between divine power and divine power.

At that time, this broken world was equivalent to a tough thrust into a mythical world of mutuality.

While actively integrating into it, it also plunders and absorbs a lot of nutrients and restores its original glory like a robber.

If it were not integrated in this way, the Bronze Son of God could not guarantee the survival of himself and those tribes.

Even those gods who are still sleeping in this world or who have already fallen will only be crushed into nutrients and poured into a new world.

Even if new similar gods, races, and civilizations are born, they have no connection with them.

Gong Sanshiliu guessed it.

Because I don’t know what stage Ke Xiaoliang has reached now.

So Gong Sanshiliu did not refuse at all.

Gong Sanshiliu knew very well that no matter whether this broken world was really possible, it could be anchored to the wild world. Even if it could... When it integrates hard, it would still be ruthlessly swallowed by the wild world.

Because Ke Xiaoliang can expand to 20 or even 30 in a moment, the world that assumes its original intensity is 10.

When the world grows rapidly and expands, any foreign nutrients will be digested faster.

Whether it is a forced insertion has no effect.

Having said that… we still have to talk about what we should talk about, and we still have to fight for what we should fight for.

At least enough words should be drawn.

Gong Sanshiliu set his direction and looked up at the Bronze Son.

At this moment, his slight smile and his desire-filled look were exactly the same as Ke Xiaoliang.

In reality, above the East China Sea.

The monks' chaotic battles gradually began to converge.

The cut pieces of Gu Zhen were basically sacrificed to the middle of the gourd, and now they have become an important part of the strange world that constitutes the S-level weirdness.

Now, the reason why the monks have not left is waiting for the ten thousand immortal cauldrons to belong.

Since Gu Zhen is a fake dragon master, then the Wanxian Cauldron is naturally the fake Wanxian Cauldron.

Although the goods are not in line with each other, it does not affect its good thing.

"Since it is a relic of Xuanqing Sect... Then I should take it away and then suppress it into the starry sky to avoid the remnants of Xuanqing Sect coming out to cause trouble." The elder of the Xinghe Sect spoke for granted. At the same time, his hand had reached out to the big tripod. As the Xinghe Sect continues to this day, it is still clearing out the existence of Xuanqing Sect's evil. At this moment, it naturally takes an excuse and takes the initiative.

However, before the hands of the elder of the Xinghe Sect had touched the tripod, a sword light had already cut through sharply, cutting off the palm of the elder of the Xinghe Sect.

The elder of the Xinghe Sect cried out in pain, and the broken palm turned into starlight and scattered.

A new palm grew on the originally empty cuffs.

"Everyone knows whether this thing is a relic of Xuanqing Sect. It's true... Your Xinghe Sect never uses such a reason to get rid of it."

"Since this place is so chaotic, maybe we might as well continue to fight." The sword cultivator in his hand would not be in vain.

Looking at the monks of the Galaxy Sect, I was full of fighting spirit.

The just-in-one chaos and battle have completely mobilized the passion and passion of the Sword Sect cultivators.

Facing the Sword Sect cultivators who were fighting for sword intentions, even if the cultivators from other sects were not willing to force themselves to fight head-on at this moment.

The other cultivators from major sects such as the Imperial Vessel Sect, the Beast Control Sect, the Ten Demon Sect, the Jidao Sect, and other major sects also expressed their attitudes.

There are many people who agree with the proposal of the Sword Sect monks.

It's the same thing... I won't let it go!

"Since everyone wants it and doesn't want to give in, I have an idea for everyone to take the exam." Among the crowd, the elders from a third-rate sect had some courage and spoke with amplification in the scene where many big shots gathered.

Although the sound spread all over the world, not many people really paid attention to it.

After all, many times, it is not that loud voices make sense, but that loud fists make sense.

Where the loud sound can take advantage of it, probably the only place in the vegetable market.

The monk himself was not embarrassed and continued, "It's better for everyone to sacrifice this cauldron! Send it to the divine realm, change it to a large number of plot points, and then divide it evenly according to the number of people present. Since everyone has been in a game and has worked together to deal with the ghost immortal, now when distributing the spoils, they can't return empty-handed..."

As soon as this said, many casual cultivators and cultivators from small sects all came to cater to each other.

Just now, the casual cultivators and the monks of the small sect did not get much.

Now that I missed the division of Ten Thousand Immortal Cauldron, this trip would not be a waste of time, and I can only say that I had joined in the fun.

"The nameless person dares to be presumptuous?" A monk from the Jidao Sect sneered and took the lead in denying the proposal.

If this Ten Thousand Immortal Cauldron can really provide more high-end resources through killing, then it will be a treasure for any sect.

The difference is that the righteous sect can only be used secretly.

The Demon Sect can be used openly and even use ordinary people to fill holes and exchange them for "rewards".

Since you are such a treasure, how can you bear to exchange it into the divine realm like this?
Chapter completed!