"Boss, be careful, trample me to death, 10,000 flying boats are not enough for you to compensate!"

Shu Ling was very dissatisfied with Wen Yiming's lack of attention to him, and complained.

Wen Yiming was rarely happy, laughed, and at the suggestion of the book spirit, the waste spirit crystal was injected into it, wanting to see its enlarged true appearance and take a look.

In the platinum-like light shining, revealing a cold mist, a simple and elegant flying boat suddenly floated in the air, looking at it from a distance, it seemed to be a lonely boat fluttering in the wind, and Wen Yiming knew that a large number of airspace stones and top materials, its cabin space was enough to accommodate two thousand people, and it was also divided into a cabin and a flight cabin.

Countless pieces of information seemed vague, and Wen Yiming understood that in the level of a half-step divine master, with the refining of the Divine Seal Flow method and the low-consumption method, the grade of this flying boat had almost surpassed that of a half-step divine master, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was made by a divine master.

This already requires a drop of blood to recognize the master, and the core part of the flight capsule that habitually attracts essence and blood with boundary force is only five breaths, and all kinds of information about the flying boat are presented in his mind, which is extremely clear.

Even the book spirit who had a sense with him was so excited that he danced with his hands, stroked his palms and smiled: "Boss, this is also in the shadow haze of the thundering abyss, which is equivalent to two spaces apart, if it weren't for this, when your flying boat is successfully refined, it may rain down an ordinary thunder tribulation." ”

Wen Yiming heard this, even if he knew that he was safe at the moment, he was secretly afraid, if he was unprepared, he was injured, not to mention, he was caught off guard and the flying boat was destroyed, and he didn't know who to cry to.

couldn't help complaining: "Why don't you say it earlier, you're waiting to see the joke!" ”

Shuling shrugged his shoulders and didn't talk back, he didn't expect Wen Yiming to refine a car of this grade, and praised: "I didn't say anything about this flight speed, as long as it successfully lifts off, ordinary war gods can only follow behind and eat fart, not to mention the characteristics of this wood spirit shuttle, which can automatically absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to reduce consumption, ordinary flight has no consumption at all, only the extreme flight in emergency will increase consumption, it's too worthwhile." ”

Wen Yiming agreed, and said: "I don't have to say anything about the defensive power, it also has a variety of resistances, the key is to be able to resist the invasion of killing intent and spiritual illusion, and I can't even perceive it outside the cabin, which is the most needed attribute to go to the extreme west." ”

Shu Ling pondered for a moment and said, "At the speed of a flying boat, it is completely too late to leave the Time Desert a month in advance. ”

Suddenly, the book spirit who had wandered to the front of the flying boat sighed, "Xiaoyue, this is engraved a long time ago!" ”

Wen Yiming nodded and didn't explain, this was not just a name, he was very grateful to the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor for not healing himself under the heavy damage and the grace of giving away essence blood.

This is what he had thought about before, and when he carved it, he engraved a wolf head on the bow of the ship, and left the three words of Xiaoyue.

Reluctantly put away the Howling Moon and glanced at the Wood Spirit Timer, it had been thirteen years.

Wen Yiming went out of the Time Desert, and summoned Hong Xihou to return the dragon lance, the outside world has been more than two months, and it is estimated that it has been used enough, and he is ready to impact the martial saint in the tempering of gun skills.

When Hong Xihou returned the dragon lance, he kept walking into the desert of time.

This time, he asked the book spirit to hide in advance, trying not to be stunned by the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation again, and he was going to take the Chong Saint Pill to break through the Martial Saint.

I originally thought of a breakthrough in the outside world, but I thought that if I was seriously injured and in a coma for several months, the gains would outweigh the losses, and I missed the time for rescue, and I would regret it for life.

Taking out the butler monkey and loading all the spare resources into its airspace stone ring, he transmitted the senses, instructing it to find a way to use the resources to recover once he passed out.

Ready, mixed with the Crossing Spirit Spring, swallowed the Chong Shengdan, the wind under his feet condensed but did not emit, running the Soul Technique in the same place, opening the killing intent realm to temper the spear technique, driving the artistic conception attack.

The powerful medicinal power turned into majestic energy and sank into the dantian, and began to gradually increase the transmission towards the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the four tens of billions of spirit crystals that were thickly paved on the solid ice ground gradually began to be absorbed, and all the acupuncture points opened up in the twelve canons slowly opened, and the cultivation approached the nine-layer Great Perfection of the Martial King.

The Heaven and Earth Vitality of the Time Desert is insufficient, and he must break through as soon as possible in his limited resources, otherwise the resources will be exhausted and his cultivation will be stuck at the critical point of breakthrough, and he will cry without tears.

When the twelve acupuncture points were fully opened, the spirit crystals began to rapidly decrease and turn into ashes.

When the Martial King was in the ninth layer of the Great Consummation, Wen Yiming's body was popping around his waist, and he was ecstatic, it was the prelude to opening up the belt vein, and the dragon spear in his hand broke out with all his strength, making Zhenyuan tempered to the limit in qualitative change.

He has completed the twelve canons and the two veins of Rendu, and now there are still belt veins, chong veins, yang veins, yin veins, yin stilt veins, yang stilt veins, and six veins have not been passed.

Belt veins, starting from the season, diagonally descending to the belt vein points, around the body like a belt, can restrain the longitudinal veins.

Although opening up the belt vein did not make his strength skyrocket as the chong vein, it also made him infinitely happy.

Sensing that his waist was like a stream of water that was as warm as jade, it gradually tightened up more and more, and his dragon spear exploded in the field of killing intent.

It was as if the feeling of a jade belt wrapped around the waist rose, and at that moment, the true yuan like a stream of mercury and mercury gradually shone with light and mist, and the void of the time desert transmitted bursts of coercion, and the sound of space tearing suddenly sounded.

"So fast!"

Wen Yiming was shocked, he was at the critical point of breakthrough at the moment, and he had not yet officially entered the Martial Saint, and he didn't know if he could bear it when the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation arrived, but fortunately, his true yuan and spiritual power would not be consumed in the time desert.

With a loud shout, after the Dragon and Tiger Forbidden Anger broke out, the battle howls and sacrifices were released without any hesitation, he had to go all out, and the Soul Stealing Scroll was involved, no matter whether the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was aimed at the Soul Stealing Scroll alone, or he was also in it, he had no place to hide, and he had to resist hard.

In the hole cards, the defense soared, and a huge cloud vortex seemed to rise above the void, from which there was an unparalleled coercion, and the thunder was looming, ready to move.

And at this moment, the beast ring in his snake ring shook violently, and the hell horse came out in terror.

"Ponies? What are you doing? Go back,! ”

Wen Yiming was angry, he didn't wake up early or late, wouldn't he be guilty of running out at this time.

The pony looked at the sky with fear, and snorted: "I just woke up, and I was kicked out uncontrollably, do you think I want to, boss...... Wow, here it is! ”

With a roar, a thunderbolt came, and two thigh-thick silver thunderbolts of light suddenly split down, splitting into two, directly attacking Wen Yiming and the pony.

Wen Yiming had no time to care, regardless of the galloping pony that fled like lightning, the wind that had been gathering momentum for a long time rushed straight up, and blasted out of the sky in one go.

A heavy sound of smashing the ground sounded, the ice ground cracked inch by inch, and the defense of the six gods was instantly emptied, and under the inability to destroy, Wen Yiming was still skin and flesh, his face was scorched, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

"Iniquity!"

The pony was paralyzed like a dead dog not far away, foaming at the mouth, and its fur, which had just turned snow-white, was blown to the ground again.

Wen Yiming had just stood up when two bolts of thunder and lightning fell from the sky again from the cloud vortex, and they were separated from him and the pony.

"Woohoo——!"

The pony collapsed on the ground and drooped its neck, screamed miserably, rolled its eyes, and simply fainted.

(End of chapter)