The storm was heavy, and the true martial boat crushed the stratus clouds and fell towards the ground of the ravine.

The True Martial Boat that crashed out of the clouds was only like a sesame seed at first, and then quickly occupied the entire sky, like a 100,000-zhang giant peak that had been cut down, and finally fell into the world at this moment.

The Forge of Hearts is in a very strange situation.

The spirit stone shattered and turned into bubbling spiritual power, all of which was swallowed by the Kuixin Furnace, but the Kuixin Furnace seemed to be the chest of a person in his twilight years, panting with difficulty, and the sound of whimpering and throat blockage made people worry that they would stop breathing at some point.

At this moment, the output of the Kuixin Furnace is no longer enough for thirty percent of the cruising time, where can it afford such a huge true martial arts boat to continue to soar in the sky. Stabilizing the hull of the ship had almost exhausted all of Fang Ran's mental strength, and the remaining power was only enough to maintain the minimum operation of the protective array.

Fang Ran carried out immeasurable deductions and calculations through the Heavenly Machine Roulette in an instant, how the wind and clouds were, and what the thunder in the sky should be.

Through the wrist chakra and the ring, these decisions were constantly reflected on the control mechanism of the True Martial Boat, far sharper than the puppet of the Golden Armor Warrior, which perfectly transmitted Fang Ran's every thought to the whole body of the True Martial Boat.

The one hundred and eight paddle boards on each side adjusted the angle and orientation almost all the time, and the powerful torrent of spiritual power that spewed out from Kui Xin continued to adjust the posture of the True Martial Boat from an extremely subtle direction.

Fang Ran's cold sweat was already soaking his back, because as time passed, he could feel that Kui Xin was irreversibly stopping working. The blood pumped by that huge, hot heart was getting weaker and weaker.

He used all his strength to reduce the power of the hull and the spiritual power consumed by the pulp, ensuring that the protective array could still retain a trace of the possibility of operation even at the last moment.

Falling from such a high altitude, if even the protective array was completely extinguished, then the True Martial Boat would undoubtedly be torn into the tiniest pieces by the craggy hills all over the ground, and it was completely impossible for even an amazing and brilliant organ master like Tang Qianqian to put it back together, let alone what the Fang Ran tabula rasa inside would become.

The strong wind and the momentum of the falling of the real martial boat overwhelmed the entire boat, and the tabula rasa threw itself into a ball, and its huge body was almost compressed to the extreme, and it slammed into the cabin with the vibration of the boat, like a huge and friendless juju.

Xiao Yan buried himself in the center of his body rolled up by the whiteboard, so that even the most tragic impact, it had at least two layers of mats, the real martial boat and the whiteboard—death would never be able to die.

But that didn't bother it from crying out heartbreakingly, "I don't want to die!

I don't know how such a small body burst out with such a powerful volume, and even the sour vibration of the real martial boat was overshadowed by a small shout.

The whiteboard was already weak, and a head was weakly sticking out of the snake's bow: "Hiss...... Don't want to...... Hiss ......"

Xiao Yi grabbed a paw at the jade-like scales of the whiteboard, and the claws and scales intersected to make a harsh sound like metal rubbing.

"Don't scream!

The whiteboard whimpered like a little daughter-in-law who had made a mistake, but at this time it sounded more like a ghost crying wolf.

In an instant, the true martial boat was only less than ten miles away from the ground, the wind was torn apart, and those that didn't have time to be torn were compacted, and a gray layer of wind film appeared under the hull, and the speed of this fall was dwarfed even by the Dark Sky Monarch, and he sighed in admiration.

The driver did not get motion sickness, and Fang Ran was extremely lucky to have no signs of seasickness at the moment. Otherwise, if something goes wrong at this time, it is almost ironclad that the teacher will die first, and the novice driver will have to die before he has time to become an old driver.

The sky and the clouds are going away inch by inch, and the desolate earth is approaching inch by inch. No matter how huge the True Martial Boat that fell down, compared to the entire vast heaven and earth, it was no different from an ordinary flying stone after all.

But this flying stone flies significantly faster, so the heavier it falls.

At the height of the last mile, Fang Ran stopped all adjustments to the posture of the Zhenwu Zhou, the Zhenwu Boat overturned to one side, and the entire ball of the whiteboard was stuck in a corner, unable to move an inch.

From the porthole on the side closer to the ground, you can directly see a continuous hill rushing towards you, on which countless strange rocks like sword blades have been crushed into stone powder under the pressure of the huge wind, and a small beast that can't tell what it is clutched at a piece of gravel, with its mouth barbing-like fangs, but it can't make a sound.

Compared to the sky, the Zhenwu Boat is incomparably small to this little beast with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth is the sky itself, the sky dome fell, and it didn't even have a place to hide, so it was sandwiched between the shell of the Zhenwu Boat and the rough and solid ground and was directly crushed into a piece of flesh, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the fangs and two sharp claws.

Without any buffer, the real martial boat slapped on the ground, crushing the entire mountain to the ground, and then all the falling momentum turned into a forward momentum, and continued to draw a huge trench on the ground that was more than ten zhang deep.

The trench stretched out for a distance of nearly four or five miles, only to see that the true martial boat was finally diagonally inserted into the edge of a deep and invisible earth crack, crumbling.

The whiteboard and the little scream were frightened, and under the huge impact, the whole ball of the whiteboard was flattened and twisted, and the snake's body writhed, and it took a lot of effort to finally pull itself out of the corner little by little.

At this time, the hardness of Xiaoyi's body is revealed. Finally, on a piece of scales that had straightened himself into a tabula rasa instead of a mass of whiteboards, the small squeeze that had been squeezed with seven meat and eight vegetables slid down and fell to the ground with a snap, and a small and incomparably clear mark was printed on that scale, from the dragon's whiskers and dragon horns to even a small piece of dragon scales.

The white board looked distressedly at the dazzling mark on his white jade-like scales, and there were tears in his huge vertical eyes, which was pitiful.

Xiao Yan patted the whiteboard: "Don't cry like a girl, I will be responsible for you!"

Hearing this, the whiteboard curled his body very obediently and looked very excited.

When its body rolled, the entire True Martial Boat also shook slightly, like a seesaw.

Looking out of the porthole, you can see that the second half of the real martial boat is still on a gravel cliff, and the first half has already poked out of the cliff, and the whiteboard is just crawling within the hull of the ship to cross the stone cliff and the abyss, and there are more snake bodies going to the cliff.

As soon as it moved, the real martial boat staggered, and it was about to slide down when it looked at it.

Fang Ran's head was full of white hairs and sweat, this abyss is also the kind of abyss that can't be seen at a glance, who knows how deep it is below, what awaits them in the depths is a strange rock or simply lava.

At this time, the Kuixin Furnace could not squeeze out the slightest effort, and if the true martial arts boat with a wooden shell was inserted into the lava at this time, it would have to become a torch at that time, shining in the abyss that could not be seen for countless years, and becoming the brightest star in the night sky.

Fang Ran stabilized his body, gestured at the whiteboard, and gave a backward instruction.

The whiteboard eyes showed a cute expression very humanely, and he understood that Fang Ran wanted him to return to the half of the hull of the real martial boat on the stone cliff.

So the whiteboard body squirmed, and the real martial boat swayed...... Moved a few more inches into the abyss.

The hull of the ship shook, and the little monster screamed into Fang Ran's unkempt hair, Fang Ran held on to a pillar on the side, and looked at the whiteboard with horror-

The long, partially intelligent worm didn't even know what it was to go backwards, and in its mind, the only way to get back to the back half of the ship was to keep moving forward and make a left turn around. This process came suddenly, and even the turn signal was not turned on, and Fang Ran, as an old driver, was stunned for a moment, and then stopped the dangerous driving behavior of the whiteboard, which disregarded the safety of the people.

Seeing that the true martial boat had tilted out at a slight angle, although it would not fall into the abyss immediately, it was obviously not much different from falling into the abyss, Fang Ran moved step by step, no matter what, he moved his weight from the bow to the stern of the boat.

It only takes one more straw to crush the camel, and Fang Ran's own weight is almost the weight of a straw for Zhen Wuzhou, and he only hopes that his straw can more or less alleviate the current embarrassing situation.

Xiao Yan poked out half of his body from his hair, and the atmosphere did not dare to grow, and he whispered in a voice as thin as a mosquito and a fly: "Steady...... Live...... Other...... Tight...... Zhang ......"

There was a rustling sound outside the stern, like sharp claws pulling stones, and then a weak "knock" sounded, followed by a crackling "knock knock", which sounded like hail hitting the eaves, shattering countless bluestone tiles.

Fang Ran was terrified, and squeezed out a question from between his teeth: "What is this for?!"

In his perception, the true martial boat was slowly continuing to tilt in this continuous impact, his heart was horizontal, his feet suddenly forced, and he kicked on the ground, and the whole person shot towards the stern of the ship like an arrow.

The True Martial Boat shook, Fang Ran jumped up and fell down heavily, and the huge force from the Beyond Martial Pole finally made the tilted True Martial Boat regain its fragile balance.

Looking down from the Houjia class, the unknown little beasts that were black and oppressive were surging one after another, and they pounced on it with enough strength and crashed into the stern of the real martial boat.

This little beast is not as tall as a human thigh, and its strength is certainly not small, but it is only a drop in the bucket compared to the real martial boat. But if there are too many ants, they can bite the elephant to death, and the ravines ploughed out along the Zhenwu Boat are filled with this kind of small beast, and the number is not thousands, and even Fang Ran has goosebumps when gathered on such a scale.

"I'm Nima...... Did I dig your ancestral grave or what's wrong?"

Fang Ran exclaimed, and then remembered the nameless little beast that had been crushed into spring mud by the True Martial Boat.

The same two rows of big fangs and the same two sharp claws, and then looking at the cave on the inner wall of the ravine that stretched out that had not been completely buried by the rubble, Fang Ran immediately understood.

"Let's tear them down......" Fang Ran swallowed dryly, his throat rising and falling weakly.

"Yes, ......" Xiao Xiao shivered in response, completely lacking the majesty that a real dragon should have.

The voice of a dragon and a person spread to the group of beasts below, and in an instant, countless pairs of eyes with a fierce light raised and threw themselves towards the tail of the True Martial Boat, so many eyes reflected a terrifying cold glow, making Fang Ran, who was under the red dome, feel like falling into an ice cellar.

After seeing Fang Ran, the ferocity in the eyes of this group of little beasts turned into a hungry green light in an instant, and then the action of hitting the tail of the real martial boat suddenly became much more ferocious, risking their lives to fight for themselves.

The sound of "dong dong" was connected into a war drum and thunder, and Fang Ran grabbed Xiao Yan and put it in front of him: "Aren't you a real dragon?

Xiao shuddered, "I can't do it...... Only the snake python genus has a way, these things are obviously not ...... What can I do, I'm desperate......"

The hard bony claws slashed at the shell of the True Martial Boat, shattering and spilling a puddle of dark brown blood, and the nameless beast that had lost its combat effectiveness stepped back to replace it with new combat power, and then continued to shatter its claws and continue to change the guard.

Gradually, the guard plate on the stern of the Zhenwu Boat began to leave a shallow but miserable white mark, and then there began to be fine pieces of wood chips peeling off and falling, but after a few breaths, this group of fierce creatures dug a shallow pit behind the Zhenwu Boat, and it was extremely painful to see - how could he have the money to repair it now?

As if he had made up his mind, Fang Ran pulled out the Qingluan flute on his waist, jumped down with a loud shout, and when he landed, his sword move opened and closed, and all the small beasts within seven feet around him were flipped around.

He didn't dare to infuse spiritual power, you must know that all the fierce beasts that come out of this kind of place are crazy when they see blood, and it may be good to see no blood when they are pumped, but when they see a large amount of blood, I am afraid that they will all fall into a rage immediately, and at that time, a hundred squares are not enough for this group of little beasts to tear.

The sword path opened and closed, and fierce beasts continued to pounce and be whipped away. The hunting ability of this group of fierce beasts is obviously not low, even if it is covered by the body of their companions, they have to do their best to do their best on Fang Ran.

In a few moments, the corners of Fang Ran's clothes had been torn into locks. After a long battle, after all, there are still fierce beasts with rough skin and thick flesh and strong combat power, which can dodge and even resist Fang Ran's sword, leaving a claw on Fang Ran's body. Although it will not bleed and break the skin, it will inevitably be red and swollen.

Xiao Yan grabbed Fang Ran's hair, and Fang Ran shouted while hitting it: "I don't want to die......!

Fang Ran broke off: "Shut up, it's troublesome to hear!"

The herd seemed to be endless, and the physical strength of Fang Ran was declining rapidly. The flutter of this little fierce beast was comparable to the full force of an ordinary martial artist's upper realm, and in just a moment, Fang Ran seemed to have a thousand of such flutters next, even if his physical strength was far superior to the peak of ordinary martial arts, he gradually felt the fatigue caused by the loss of physical strength.

In the end, these fierce beasts seemed to have decided that as long as they could knock down the weapon in Fang Ran's hand, they would be able to win the battle, and they would be able to devour this prey that looked like fine skin and tender flesh alive.

The fierce beast that flew was drawn by the Qingluan flute, as long as there was a little strength left, it would try its best to hold the flute, and its body twisted violently, trying to snatch the Qingluan flute, and at the worst, Fang Ran couldn't swing the next sword.

The other fierce beasts took advantage of this moment to insert a needle and put a few more claws on Fang Ran's body.