Wen Yiming has a focused and accurate perception, and as soon as the Longyin fruit is ripe, he is ready to pick it in the air.

At this moment, an ethereal elf voice came into his mind, which made him even more happy with his excitement.

"Don't use your hands, just swallow with your probe! The long-lost voice of the book spirit reminded at the most critical moment.

The identification technique could not get all the information in the end, and he was extremely glad that the book spirit woke up in time.

There were eight seconds left, and he didn't make a sound, but now he had a feeling with the book spirit, and he could communicate with his heart, and in front of him, he had to concentrate on devouring the dragon chant fruit in the eighth second.

"Let me out, it's so full of vitality here!"

Wen Yiming stared at Long Yinguo quietly, and as soon as he took out the Book of Heaven with a wave of his hand, he took off his hand and floated, with a faint halo.

"Your boss, why are you bringing a woman in? I'll avoid this later!" the voice of the book spirit came from the clattering of the pages, full of surprise.

Wen Yiming counted the seconds accurately, and asked at the same time, "What do you mean?"

Shu Ling's tone was strange, as if there was a hint of a playful smile, "There must be dragon qi where the dragon tendon vine grows, and the dragon yin fruit is a real spiritual creature, but it also has a name." ”

Wen Yiming frowned slightly, "Finished?" There were four seconds left in the time, and he needed to concentrate.

"Dragon Fruit!hehe" Shu Ling seemed to be laughing, "That woman inhaled the fragrance emitted by the Dragon Yin Fruit when it was ripe, and she couldn't stay awake for long, you have to refine it as soon as possible." ”

He also said: "Do you really think it's a double cultivation in cultivation? ”

"Damn, you didn't say it earlier!" Wen Yiming was speechless, no wonder he and the Fifth Autumn Cross couldn't control themselves just now, it was actually caused by the fragrance of this dragon chanting fruit.

The dragon is inherently lewd, it seems to be true, he secretly scolded, even a fruit is lewd, what is the explanation?

At the last second, he couldn't care so much, and he took a mouthful of the fragrant dragon chant fruit in his mouth, and it melted in his mouth, and a fiery energy suddenly spread in his body, as if burning.

"Help me keep an eye on her!" Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and threw out a sentence, flew diagonally to the iron bed and sat cross-legged, and the moment he focused on putting it away, he immediately transformed into the Void Netherworld Realm, while quickly entering the best state of cultivation.

"Can I watch it?" muttered the book spirit, and with the sound of the Heavenly Book, he floated to a lava stone pillar in the distance and hid.

At the last moment, Wen Yiming had a full view, and he didn't even have time to scold the book spirit for not being righteous, so he was torn by the energy of the burning body, and quickly released a holy light technique on the body of the fifth autumn girl soaked in clear water, and then swallowed a bottle of crazy energy mixture obtained from the skeleton, and quickly ran the exercises to resist the burning in the body.

He could only pray that the Holy Light Technique would expel the black lines in the center of the Fifth Autumn Girl's eyebrows, and perhaps after he recovered, he would be able to resist the medicinal properties of the Dragon Yin Fruit fragrance and not come to harass him.

In less than five minutes, his clothes had been reduced to ashes, and even his hair and eyebrows had been burned by the fire that had leaked out of his body, leaving only the bracers and belt of the ash suit, and a trace of twisted mist around his body, like an arhat cast of copper and iron.

The cultivation is loosening, and the acupuncture points opened widely, greedily absorbing the rich vitality.

He couldn't get up at all and use the dragon lance to temper the true yuan, and it was already the biggest limit to be able to hold on to the last trace of sobriety.

He was not depressed, because the vitality that poured into his body was filtered through the acupuncture points, and it was already pure, but under the calcination of the dragon blood fruit's firepower, it was completely mixed up, and it was extremely pure.

Even the original tempered true yuan is also condensing, and the true yuan that he was once proud of is constantly compressed in the calcination and quenching of the dragon yin fruit, and the amount of true yuan has plummeted, and even with his cultivation, he has not only failed to enter the great martial arts, but has slowly descended to the early stage of the ninth layer of martial arts.

He was not surprised, he had the experience of quenching the body of the purple night grass, he knew that this was the essence of the quenching body of spiritual objects, and the declining cultivation would make up for it sooner or later, and the more cultivation that was reduced, the more condensed the true yuan would be.

He clearly knew that the decline in cultivation at this moment actually meant that the combat power was soaring.

Wen Yiming struggled to support himself in pain, but he didn't know that the fifth autumn girl gradually stepped into the footsteps.

It's just that her pain comes from the fact that the ecstasy potion has been cleared and she knows the situation she is in, and after regaining clarity, her sanity gradually becomes uncontrollable.

The cool water began to heat up under the scorching heat of the ground, and she felt like her delicate body was on fire, as if the water that soaked her was about to boil.

Xiuwei was banned, she couldn't use the true yuan to suppress the heat in her body, and when she saw Wen Yiming sitting cross-legged in the **** not far away, she felt shy, and quickly lowered her head.

As the temperature of the water rose, her mind was full of thoughts, and the picture that had just caught her eyes kept flashing, and she couldn't help but raise her head, and her breathing became short.

The only shred of reason made her grit her teeth and silently recite the meditation mantra, wanting to activate the sword gall and qin heart.

After several failed attempts, she could only take out the stored water and quickly pour it into the water tank to keep the water cool.

Her storage belt was small and limited, and after an hour there was only a jar of water left, but the last shred of her sanity was on the verge of crumbling.

Wen Yiming is in the realm of the void and the underworld, and he knows nothing about the outside world, this is the realm where he is invincible, even in the battle of ten thousand armies, he can quickly enter the state of cultivation without being disturbed.

The cultivation has been lowered to the seventh layer of the martial artist, and it has begun to rise rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it has come to the eighth layer of the martial artist.

The combination of the mad energy mixture and the berserk medicinal power of the dragon chant fruit left a criss-crossing scorched black scar on the surface of his body, which was shocking, but as his cultivation recovered, those scars began to fade gradually.

From time to time, the bones rattled and the blood flowed at such a rapid speed as if it were the sound of a river crashing.

Wen Yiming felt like he was about to explode, and the seven acupuncture points of the Dragon Swallowing Beidou were beating suddenly, as if his heart was about to be independent.

The blood in his mind was red, and his eyebrows ached.

He seemed to see the Xionglong Nebula and the Bai Ze Nebula about to move, and the other two gray nebulae were already slowly turning, and their colors began to brighten.

The realm of emptiness was about to disperse, it was difficult to maintain, his mind was no longer calm, he could hear the sound of water rushing from the outside world, and his keen hearing could even feel the heavy breathing of the fifth autumn cross.

Distracting thoughts, Zhenyuan began to be uncontrollable, and it became more difficult to suppress the incineration in his body, and the wound that had just healed collapsed again, snorting and smoking.

It seemed that fire was swirling in his mind, and his mind began to blur.

There was a tearing sound from the center of the eyebrows that had been in severe pain, and the sonorous sound that had not been seen for a long time sounded, and the light and shadow of a sharp blade with a drop of blood shaped like a flame pierced through his mind.

A blood-red page appeared, and he remembered that it had appeared when he activated the Shura Sword Body.

At this time, the flame blood drops seemed to burn the page, and the secret words on it disappeared, and the page was unharmed, but the color was even worse, as if with a trace of murderous intent.