The True Martial Boat soared into the sky, passed through the two large formations, and disappeared into the crimson sky in the distance.

Ying Ruoyan was still a little reluctant, and watched the real martial boat disappear into the distance with worry.

Luo Lao smiled and turned out from the shadow of the tree, his voice was old but full of weight: "Chicks always have to be trained, without going through wind and rain through life and death, where are the wings hard? Practicing or not practicing is secondary, and seeing and understanding is always good. ”

Ying Ruoyan's nose wrinkled, obviously not listening to Luo Lao's words. She grew up with this pair of sisters and brothers, and she witnessed Fang Qingyu's domineering and intelligence.

It feels like God is eccentric, and all the talents that should be shared by the two sisters and brothers have been injected into my sister, whether it is the wisdom of thinking or the foundation of cultivation.

Fang Qingyu can memorize a copy of "Notes on a Thousand Scriptures" in three days, and Fang Ran can hold a three-character scripture and look at it for three months, and he can only see half of it.

Fang Qingyu broke the three steps at the age of thirteen, and reached the peak of martial arts in another two years, and then he was limited to the environment on Yuanmo and could not continue to break through the realm, fought half of the field, collected dozens of various martial arts and came back, and then practiced all of them to mastery. Fang Ran can not pass a single meridian, and he can't perceive a trace of spiritual power.

Fang Ran was like Fang Qingyu's shadow, hiding behind the dazzling Fang Qingyu forever, and even made many people really look down on him as a lump of sludge in the ground.

Who would have thought that such a cowardly child would also shoulder the revitalization of Huangchen one day, and he would do more than a good job.

What Wufang Five Elements Lotus, what Guangtianjun's wound medicine, what Ancient Dragon Armor, True Dragon Death, Shadow Ruoyan had never heard of it, but Fang Ran took these as his mission as a matter of course, and then ran around happily.

On that day, the shadow broke through the pass, and Fang Ran chattered with her about the grandeur of the Gengwu Fen Hall and the magnificence of the Chengang floating land, as well as the stormy waves in the spiritual sea that were higher than the sky.

In the midst of stormy waves, grabbing a boat is like reaching out to pluck a small flower.

I don't know if this is the insight in Luo Lao's mouth?

She smiled helplessly at the most respected old man in the wilderness: "It is very likely that he is going to an ancient battlefield in ancient times, and no one can say what danger there is." In my eyes, he is still the stupid boy who locked himself up in the study for half a month after knowing that he couldn't practice, how can you reassure me?"

Luo Lao laughed: "Don't worry, he's already set off." Men should be able to afford it, and sooner or later they will have to bear it. There are different places in the wilderness, if you hesitate to retreat, you will be bullied, and you dare to take responsibility when you see something, you should be happy for him with this backbone. ”

Ying Ruoyan was noncommittal, and the half-body armor swayed: "I went to practice, Fang Ran's progress is terrifyingly fast, and no matter how tired I am, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him for the rest of my life." ”

......

on the cloud.

The real martial boat shuttles through it.

The first time I broke through the clouds by boat, I was to chase and kill the Seven Peerless Sons in Wantong Trade City.

At that time, Fang Ran hung outside the hull of the ship, piercing the clouds all the way, and I don't know how high he was, and the clouds had already fallen far below. But he didn't have the heart to enjoy that kind of scenery at that time, and devoted himself to breaking through the protective array outside the Sky Survey Boat.

When returning from the Gengwu Equinox Hall to Huangchen, the Dark Heaven Monarch rarely controlled a true martial boat, just like a general who had been away from the battlefield for a long time, and once again crossed his horse and drew his sword, and the battle intent that was ready to move could not even be covered by the stratus clouds in the nine heavens.

The Dark Sky Monarch almost squeezed the performance of the True Martial Boat to the extreme, showing Fang Ran what it means to be an invincible old driver who gallops across the world.

From seeing the clouds to seeing the ground, Fang Ran remembered very clearly, he had only completed three full breaths, and even if a meteorite fell, it would not be possible to go up a star and a half faster.

At a distance of three miles close to the ground, it was almost a stone's throw away, and the Dark Sky Monarch twisted the machine. The Furnace of Hearts devoured the spirit stone in an instant, and the skeleton intertwined with python pith and bones was overwhelmed, and let out a low moan that made the liver tremble.

The rubble and dust on the ground were lifted by the wind, obscuring the sun, and it took a day and a night for Arashi to clear the thick layer of sand that had fallen inside the camp.

And Fang Ran, who was so seasick that he almost didn't know what to do, looked at the Dark Heavenly Monarch, as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father.

In this case, it was even more impossible for Fang Ran to appreciate the desolation and vastness when he overlooked the Abyssal Field.

But in fact, the scenery of this ancient battlefield on the border is actually very famous, and many merchant ships will deliberately stop when landing and leaving, so as to take a few more glances at this kind of red rock.

Whether it is legend or history, the devastation on this land shows the infinite power of human ancestors and nature.

Fang Ran had seen the danger in the spiritual sea, but he still felt shocked when he saw the countless vertical and horizontal ravines on the ground.

At this time, the True Martial Boat was already extremely high from the ground, so high that many times even the clouds had turned into vague color blocks. But the ravines were still visible, intertwined and scattered over the wilderness, some even faintly revealing the dark red, slow-flowing lava below.

One or two ravines like this were amazing enough, but far from the wilderness where the Valley of the Wasteland was located, there were more than a thousand such ravines. If it was really a battlefield, how tragic would that battle be?

There is no one else around, and Xiao Xiao can be very comfortably coiled on a python pith column.

Zhenwuzhou exuded the aura of a python all over his body. For Xiao Yan, although the level is not much different from his own, it is rare to have the same breath, except for Fang Ran's head, its favorite place is inside the True Martial Boat.

For the tabula rasa, staying in the real boat is much more difficult.

It is also a python demon who has opened its wisdom, and once dominated the underground world around the wasteland, claiming to be the king and hegemonic as he wants. After becoming a subordinate of Xiao Yan Zhenlong, he was stained with dragon energy, and after surrendering to Fang Ran, he further shared a wisp of luck, which can be regarded as a deep fate, and his roots are deeper.

It already has almost no rivals in itself, and now it is even more unscrupulous, and it does not know how much territory it occupies underground. In short, in the various mines and caves that Huangchen has mastered these days, all the snakes, insects, rats and ants are gone, and they are clean and unaccustomed.

But among the materials used to build the real martial boat, the python spirit with the shallowest climate must also have a thousand years of Taoism, not to mention that the Jiao genus has completely crushed the tabula rasa from the top to the bottom.

And the aura emanating from that Kuixin Furnace can literally kill the tabula rasa.

It coiled limply in the cabin, just under the pillar where it was hovering, rolling its eyes, its tongue hanging out from the corners of its mouth, dripping a puddle of saliva with a strange fragrance.

This saliva was completely different from the fishy smell that Fang Ran had when he first saw it, although it looked like a small pool of clear water, but the toxicity contained in it was unreasonable.

Only in the time of deathmatch will this venom come into use, but now it is difficult for the tabula rasa to be retracted and released freely, and this kind of venom that consumes a lot of money is dripping all over the ground like no money.

But Fang Ran wasn't worried.

The analysis results of the Tianji Roulette show that if the tabula rasa can carry the breath of these python Jiao, it can really refine a wisp of dragon qi and a wisp of Qiyun of Huangchen into his body, which is of great benefit to it, and it is even possible to create a strange qualification such as a python body and a bone.

Moreover, the place Fang Ran was going to this time was inextricably linked to the true dragon.

If the tabula rasa can't even withstand the breath of the real martial boat, then it is even more impossible to help in the land of the dragon's death.

Xiao Yi looked at the paralyzed whiteboard, and roared majestically: "Lose the dragon!

The whiteboard raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yan, tried to show a flattering smile, and then used his last bit of strength to "hiss" twice, and the huge head smashed on the ground again, Zhenwuzhou shook, and the whiteboard gasped.

Fang Ran ignored them, looked into the distance, and combined the information that Xiao Yi had inadvertently mentioned, and the computing power of the Tianji Roulette was almost full.

In his hand was a volume of outlines of Yuanmo's various forces.

The migration and gathering of people always follow the most suitable path for settling down, or the spiritual power is relatively gentle, or there is a water system on the surface.

Most of the locations of the trade city are like this, even if you exclude the grand severance of the town pillars, the area where the trade city is located itself is a rare large oasis.

The worse places are occupied by the criminals, and then they look for a place to settle in them, struggle to survive, and grow step by step, in order to one day find a tile in the trade city.

And the worst and worst place in the environment, almost uninhabited, is the destination that Fang Ran is looking for this time.

Even so, this is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

How big is Yuanmo? How big is the real martial boat? Even if you look down from the sky, it is a thousand miles at a glance, but after a thousand miles, there is still a wilderness behind the wilderness. Eight thousand miles of bottomless abyss, 100,000 zhang of chessboard mountain, placed under one thousand miles after another, small as a grain of sand.

Fang Ran looked back at Xiao Yan, who was hanging on the beam in a different position, and asked, "Do you feel it?"

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, half of his body leaned into the air, as if he smelled the smell in the air, and gestured with his front paws, pointing in one direction: "Go there!"

The sound of twisting sounded, and the real martial boat silently tore through the air. The huge hull of the ship lightly crossed an arc, and the arc was graceful like that of a girl.

Fang Ran stood at the bow of the ship, the bow of the ship in the open air, shrouded in a large protective array. Although the speed of the ship was extremely fast, not even the slightest wind penetrated in.

He held in his hand a small bracket that looked like a bracer with five rings attached, on which were small pieces of white chalcedony, carved with fine sigils, which were now turning from bright to extinguished.

The mechanism that Cheng Beitu used to detonate the furnace of the True Martial Boat gave Fang Ran a great revelation - since the resonance of spiritual power could be used to urge the furnace to cut off the furnace pipes, why couldn't it be used as a remote control to control the actions of the True Martial Boat?

Anyway, the above formation didn't have any secrets to speak of for Fang Ran, and the production of the rune formation was not that difficult at all.

And with Tang Qianqian's help, coupled with the assistance of the pure spiritual power in the belly of Xishan Mountain, those mechanism components that are as precise as hair can be completed effortlessly.

At the beginning, Fang Ran actually planned not to use these mechanisms, but to draw a formation out of thin air like a spirit python mirror to control the real martial boat, but this level of spiritual power release was far beyond the scope of martial arts, so he had to give up.

Even so, Tang Qianqian and Ou Ye were surprised by Fang Ran's imagination.

You must know that it is also not directly controlled by a heavenly boat, and the most common method is to use a Golden Armor Lux puppet to control it on your behalf. However, the Golden Armor Lux puppet was very expensive, and the complexity of making it was extremely high, and so far, the dismantling and reorganization of Tang Qianqian had only been completed by less than half.

The machine in Fang Ran's hand was simple and efficient, opening a new door for Tang Qianqian.

When she handed this bracket to Fang Ran, her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "I thought about it, you don't necessarily have to make a complete puppet. Craft a certain part of the puppet, and then the puppeteer will do the rest of the control. Excess organs are fragile and redundant, and it is better to leave only the most important and critical parts. ”

For example, the wrist guard with a ring in Fang Ran's hand can transmit spiritual power resonance to a special machine like a finger, and replace the puppet to drive the real martial boat.

Such a trip lasted for more than half a month.

Fang Ran became more and more comfortable with the control of the real martial boat, Xiao Yan had been teaching the whiteboard with high interest, and occasionally Fang Ran asked, pointing in a direction thoughtfully, and he didn't know if he really felt something, or if he was perfunctory.

The situation of the whiteboard is getting better and better day by day, and it has been able to move freely these days.

The cracks in the earth grew day by day, day by day, and day by day, and in the end, the shattered ones were like mirrors that had been thrown to the ground, and large sections of the abyss could not be seen to the end.

The deep darkness gradually began to replace the large expanses of crimson and iron ash, and it looked like ink was being splashed on the charred paper, which was uninhibited and shocking.

The spiritual power in the air became more and more violent, and even vaguely brought the momentum in the spiritual sea, as if it was about to overturn and knock down this uninvited guest who had no intention of breaking in.

But as a true martial boat that could swim in the spiritual sea for a short time, it remained immobile in this irritable spiritual power and moved forward steadily.

The wind howled, the clouds hung into the sky, and the thunder went crazy.

Beyond the large array at the bow of the ship, a bolt of lightning streaked through, illuminating the entire cabin.

Far away on the horizon, an abrupt pure black obscured the edge of the transition between heaven and earth.

Fang Ran narrowed his eyes and turned the Heavenly Machine Roulette Wheel, preparing to estimate the length and width of this black stream.

However, Zhenwuzhou suddenly shook violently, and the tabula rasa that had adapted to the breath of the pythons around him paused under this shock, and Xiao Yan was thrown off the beam and slapped on the ground, like a section of noodles.

Fang Ran struggled to stabilize his body and looked out from the bow of the ship vigilantly, but did not notice anything unusual.

"What's going on......" he asked to himself, confused.

Bang! There was another violent tremor, as if something had slammed into the tail of the real boat.

The Furnace of Hearts let out a low roar, then extinguished without warning.

Fang Ran sensed the information sent back by the machine, and was stunned.

"Hold it down, prepare for a forced landing!"