Chapter 841: Mind My Hanging
The snow ape shuttle flew over the Blood Fang Forest, and the green full of life below, Wen Yiming saw that it was lifeless.
He gradually calmed down the chaotic emotions and calmed himself down in the emptiness.
Now, the only way he could think of to improve his strength was to return to the Thundering Abyss and enter the Time Desert to cultivate, and the time flow rate in it was thirty to one, coupled with his Heaven Defying Void Divine Skill, it could almost reach an efficiency of sixty to one.
But this road is also a desperate battle, and when he enters the Qinglong Secret Vault, he is afraid that he will not be able to come out at the scheduled time.
And the time desert, he has lost the protection of the ashes two-piece suit and the blazing demon dragon, and it is not clear if he can hold on.
The Time Desert will not lower the risk coefficient because of its high cultivation, and the only thing that can support him is the strong forging body cultivation inspired by the Dragon Swallowing Beidou.
Of course, he would bring with him the ice assimilant that the dragon soul used in the extremely cold land, so as not to die without ice.
He couldn't think of any other way than this road, if he didn't go to the Time Desert, he could only wait in Dongsen and think of a way.
The effect of Wuxiang Qiluo disappeared, and he didn't dare to use alchemy to disguise and sneak into Tianwen Palace, and the god of war could see through it at a glance.
Shu Ling squatted on top of the snow ape's head, looked at the melancholy on Wen Yiming's face and was about to scorch out of ink, and said, "Boss, it's actually not bad to go to the Time Desert, but it's just more bitter than the Qinglong Secret Collection." One day outside, sixty days inside, calculating the time, you are equivalent to staying up for more than twenty years in the inside, even if you don't have any resources, it is enough for you to cultivate to the late stage of the Martial King, and then refine the Chong Shengdan, and advance to the Martial Saint. β
Wen Yiming felt an endless sigh in his chest, and inhaled hard to make the feeling of tightness in his chest easier, and said: "It doesn't matter how hard and tired you are, as long as you can save Qiu Wan and them out, the key is that the cold of the Time Desert is too strong, comparable to the cold power of the second layer of the Boundary Force Cave." β
Shu Ling said: "You have three six god suits, although there is no ice immunity, with the support of the ice body assimilant, try to practice to resist with the power of the realm, it may not be a way out, after all, you have been in the extreme environment of the ice attribute, and your dragon spear, fused with dragon scale fire and fire dragon fury, these can increase your success rate." β
Wen Yiming felt a little better in his heart, and whether Shu Ling's words were comforting or not, there was a certain amount of truth.
Time has been deserted for decades, as long as he can persevere, he will definitely carry it.
"That's right, boss!" Shu Ling stood up, floated to Wen Yiming's palm, and said, "Have you ever thought about using the Wood Spirit Shuttle to bring out the Demon Suppression Regiment?"
Wen Yiming smiled bitterly: "I've thought about it a long time ago, not to mention the ordinary Wood Spirit Shuttle, even my Snow Ape Shuttle can't resist the illusion in the depths of the Far West, they will also lose themselves if they stay inside." β
The Book Spirit shook his head and said, "If you can impact the Soul Crafting Technique to the half-step Divine Master in the Time Desert, and the Wood Spirit Flying Boat derived from the Soul Stealing Scroll refined will definitely be able to extend the time limit for resisting the illusion." β
Wen Yiming knew the power of the book spirit, and he mentioned a trace of spirit, and said: "Half-step Divine Master, it should be no problem to be in the Time Desert for decades, but the fierce beast essence blood used by the Wood Spirit Flying Boat is the worst, and it needs a half-step ninth-order grade at the worst, where can I find it?"
Shu Ling smiled: "Have you forgotten, the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor of the Night Forest? Although its strength has fallen, the grade of essence blood exists, and it is a fierce beast at the peak of the ninth order, boss." β
"Hissββ!" Wen Yiming gasped and fell into deep thought.
Shu Ling's meaning couldn't be clearer, he had some feelings for the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor, and he might be able to ask for a few drops of essence blood.
As long as he can get the essence blood of the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor, and he can persist in the time desert, he is confident that he will be promoted to a divine master, and emptiness and concentration are definitely openers for auxiliary cultivation.
With the Wood Spirit Flying Boat, the success rate of bringing out the Demon Empire is almost eighty percent.
Wen Yiming's eyes instantly had brilliance, and he almost cried the book spirit in his palm in his hand in excitement.
"Boss, are you unloading the mill and killing the donkey?" Shuling rubbed his waist vigorously and said with a sad face.
Wen Yiming smiled awkwardly, looking at the forest below, and his heart slowly gave birth to motivation.
At present, whether it is the Time Desert or the essence blood of the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor, it is still uncertain, but at least he has a clear direction, as long as the Demon Empire can bring it out, even if he does not advance to the Martial Saint, he still has the confidence to fight.
Although it still can't threaten the defeat of the seventh layer of the God of War, it is impossible for hundreds of Martial Saints and the three God of War to be slapped to death in one slap.
It's a big deal to scatter the five directions and dismantle the Tianwen Palace, he thought that his wife and children had been scattered for more than thirteen years, and he would have to face such a dangerous situation, and his face was a little distorted.
In the distance below, Angry Axe was still fishing on the edge of the ice cave with his hat.
Wen Yiming put away the snow ape shuttle and descended from the sky, striding closer, staring at the float with angry axe eyes, ignoring Wen Yiming who was standing in front of him.
"Wen Yiming, the supreme person in charge of natural disasters, has seen the guardian god of war in Northern Xinjiang!" Wen Yiming clenched his fists heavily, and he looked like he had come to negotiate official business.
Angry Axe stretched out his finger against the brim of the hat, glanced at him, and sighed: "I don't know what you're talking about?
Wen Yiming frowned slightly, he didn't have time to ink, he was extremely anxious, he clenched his fists and didn't let go, and said: "You either shoot me to death with a fish basket, no matter what, it is imperative for natural disasters to march into Dongsen." β
Angry axe smashed his mouth, a little impatient, "Why are you talking to me about this?"
Wen Yiming was also impatient, and said loudly: "My wife and children are imprisoned in Dongsen Tianwen Palace, you are the guardian god of war in Northern Xinjiang, I don't look for you to find anyone!"
"Heh!haha..."The angry axe let out a sarcastic laugh: "What's wrong with Lao Tzu being the guardian god of war in Northern Xinjiang, and not my wife and children, I'm hanging for me, Tianwen Palace has imprisoned your mother-in-law, you go to Tianwen Palace, find Lao Tzu to have an egg, ridiculous!"
Wen Yiming thought about it and wanted to kick the fish basket on the ground away, it was simply unbearable, and he exhaled angrily: "Anyway, as an instructor of the natural disaster, I have come to tell you about it, and the natural disaster vows to go east." β
"No matter how much you shout, Lao Tzu will destroy you now. The voice of the angry axe also became louder, glaring at the copper bell with wide eyes, and shouted: "What did the natural disaster crusade do to Lao Tzu? You rescue the mother-in-law doll and Lao Tzu have a dime to do with it? It's really a big joke in the world, get out!"
Wen Yiming was stunned by the anger that erupted from the angry axe, and he was also scared when he saw the big hand of the fan to catch the fish basket, so he quickly hugged his fists and turned around and ran.
Running away, he stopped, no!
There are words in this angry axe, just now I was so excited that my face was red, I didn't pay attention to it for a while, and I thought about it at this moment, 'Tianwen Palace arrested your mother-in-law, you go to Tianwen Palace, and find Lao Tzu to have an egg.' β
Is this already a tacit approval of my actions? Or is it simply turning a blind eye.
Hey! Wen Yiming couldn't help but laugh secretly, could it be that these great gods all talk like this? This is too difficult to understand.
Thinking of this, he didn't look back to bother the angry axe fishing, jumped on the snow ape shuttle and galloped away.
And the angry axe, looking at the sky, shook his head and nagged: "What kind of understanding, still Skywalker? Lao Tzu's little fish were all roared away, grandma is a bear!"
(End of chapter)