The past two years have been Wen Yiming's most leisurely time, although it will be difficult to sleep in severe pain every night, but this feeling of accompanying his family to grow old is really warm.

Finally surviving the two-year side effects of the Tyrannomy Mixture, he knew very well that if it weren't for the three nebulae in his mind turning into energy nourishment, it would be a question of whether he would wake up.

For two years, although he couldn't cultivate, he was able to think about problems in concentration, and every time he couldn't sleep because of the pain, he would start to concentrate on sorting out his thoughts and plans.

Concentration and emptiness, as long as he enjoys himself, without opening the aura without any consumption, has helped him comprehend a lot in the past two years.

The point was that since there was only one chaotic nebula left in his mind, he clearly felt that no matter how weak his body was, his spiritual energy was becoming more and more condensed, and he knew that it was not spiritual power, just like his soul was growing.

Finally able to cultivate, Wen Yiming ended his leisurely and freehand life, and gradually resumed his cultivation under the heart of the fifth autumn crossbow.

The progress is very slow, and the countless stasis in the body is extremely serious, and after focusing on the physical examination, he found that erysipelas has penetrated into countless dark wounds and old diseases, and all the injuries have not been completely recovered in three years and five years.

A few months later, Wen Yiming asked Yu Hong to escort him to Lei Mingyuan, and he couldn't stand this snail-like recovery speed.

When he couldn't cultivate, there was no way, his body was too poor, even if he had ice immunity, he didn't dare to go to the Time Desert to spend two years quickly.

Now that he can barely operate the Soul Technique, he must enter the Time Desert to recover and consolidate his cultivation.

He knew, and Fifth Autumn Cross also knew that as long as he was able to enter cultivation, a little bit out of danger would end this kind of idle life, and countless things that had been postponed for two years would become imminent.

Wen Yiming also wants to share the joy of family with his family, stay with the fifth autumn girl, and accompany his children to grow up.

But he woke up in nightmares countless times, dreaming that She Xirong escaped from the ruins and flew to Roaring Island without saying a word, just such a scene shocked him into a cold sweat.

He found that he didn't have the strength to make his own decisions about the life he wanted.

With his current strength at the sixth layer of the Martial Saint, he is far from having the power to protect himself, he doesn't have so much time to heal, and loneliness in the desert of time is his only choice.

Entering the Time Desert, Wen Yiming didn't dare to use any more resources, he had too many stasis, dark wounds, and erysipelas on his body, and he had to rely on natural cultivation to recover.

His plan was to consolidate his cultivation after restoration, and then try to merge the remaining four sets of artistic conceptions into two and two, and merge them into two groups of artistic conceptions until the critical point.

During this period, the cultivation must have improved slightly, and the foundation accumulated from that kind of desperate battle will dig up a lot of potential for the cultivation to improve.

As long as he patiently removes all his injuries and returns to peak condition, the pain he endured in that protracted battle two years ago will be rewarded.

With a flow rate of sixty to one, he ran the life formula boringly in it, recovering his vitality while expelling the sediment, and gradually survived for five years.

The long hair was no longer gray, but snow-white.

Feeling the unobstructed limbs of his body, as if every pore was breathing, Wen Yiming let out a long breath and said to himself: "Health is so good!" ”

The cultivation has not grown as much as imagined, but it is only in the late stage of the sixth layer of the Martial Saint, and it is completely stable.

Wen Yiming took out the dragon spear to hone his gun skills, and the nine soldiers have been synthesized into four groups, and it is estimated that in a few more years, they can synthesize two groups, and then return to one.

When he reaches the advanced God of War, he will be able to take the essence of life, advance to the ninth order of the battle body, and combine the nine soldiers into one, which is the middle battle body, and the time when the gun intent is completed, it is also the time when the battle body is completed.

In less than two months in the outside world, Wen Yiming came out of the time desert, and he really couldn't stand spending every day in the haze of white in all directions.

The two groups of artistic conceptions have reached the critical point of integration, and in his experience, he can successfully merge by finding a few gods of war to fight twice.

Out of the Thundering Abyss, he returned to Roaring Island and took the Fifth Autumn Crossbow alone to the Misty Valley, where there was still a promise in the Demon Dragon Cave.

He is now healed from his injuries, but he is still a little worse off when he is at his peak.

And after this serious injury, after two years of cultivation, I have changed a lot of ideas, although my state of mind is calmer than before, but it is not consistent with the rapid promotion of cultivation, as if I am not transparent, so that my cultivation is in a stalemate, this is not an ordinary bottleneck.

He needs to walk around and finish what he's always wanted to do but didn't.

There was the Howling Moon, and the two of them arrived at the periphery of the Misty Valley in a few days, and he and the Fifth Autumn Crossbow looked at each other and smiled.

Back then, they were hunted down here by the Crazy Shadow's robbery order, and now they are revisiting the old place, and their hearts are quite touched.

In the depths of the Misty Valley, the two of them infiltrated the Demon Dragon Cave for the second time. It didn't take long to arrive at the entrance of the cave, ignoring the red ridge snake all the way, and directly entered the snake king's nest, the veteran red ridge snake was still alive, as if he still recognized him, and saw the two of them stunned at first, and then the violent ferocity disappeared, and they swam in front of them very enthusiastically, and took the two to the place where the huge skull was.

Wen Yiming felt the breath of the spire altar for a while, and knew that his cultivation could pull out the white bones of the dragon's head.

He stepped forward and clasped his hands together at the dragon, and after a few moments, without any hole cards, pulled it up from the spire altar with a low shout.

'Ang Hum ......'

A trembling roar came out intermittently, and countless red-ridged snakes crawled on the ground, their eyes narrowed slightly, extremely reverent.

As if the altar had lost some energy, it crumbled in pieces, and finally suddenly disappeared into thin air in a ruin, as if there had never been an altar in that place, and not a single residue was left.

There was a strong energy in the space, Wen Yiming was very familiar with it, like dragon qi and spiritual power, but more like the nebula in his mind that once exuded soul power that made him awaken.

Suddenly, a point of light appeared not far away, and the fifth autumn girl took Wen Yiming's hand, she was not very used to this kind of energy space filled with dragon energy.

Before Wen Yiming could take it into his arms, the point of light suddenly stretched into a line, and then cracked, and a shadow of teeth and claws squeezed out of the crack.

Blazing Dragon!

But now he is much thicker, his whole body is as red as blood, and there is a touch of burning heat in the cracks of the scale armor, and his whole body exudes a powerful aura.

A fervent look erupted in the eyes of all the red-ridged snakes, as if they were worshipping.

"Hah! Boss, I knew it was you. ”

After the Blazing Demon Dragon said a word, it closed its eyes violently and lay quietly on the ground, absorbing most of the dragon energy in the surrounding space.

After a long time, the demon dragon opened his eyes and said gratefully: "Boss, I don't thank you for your great kindness, I have inherited all the inheritances of my ancestors, and I have also gained a lot in the Vermilion Bird Secret Collection." ”

Fifth Qiu Wan curiously twisted her dragon whiskers and rubbed them to play, the demon dragon whitened her eyes, opened one paw, and said to Chaowen: "Boss, I may not stay in this world for long." ”

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Wen Yiming exclaimed, he found that the vitality of the demon dragon was still very strong.

(End of chapter)