In the Lingxiao Continent, between the strong and the strong, the comparison is between their own strength and the strength of their martial arts.

If there are two powerhouses in the same realm, one uses the Yellow Rank Martial Technique and the other uses the Heaven Rank Martial Skill, in this case, you can think that the strong person who uses the Heaven Rank Martial Skill will win.

Deriving the power of "Yan Yong" from the mouth of the fourth-order spirit beast of Heavenly Lei Mang, Ling Yun was very satisfied with Yan Yong's martial art.

So far, although he has only obtained two martial arts from Li Yuan's space ring, he has benefited Ling Yun a lot.

The black shadow flashed, not only saved his life many times, but Yan Yong also became his means of pressing the box.

"Ah Mang, you don't have anything to do!"

Ling Yun's gaze stared at Tianlei Mang's petite body and said with concern.

Feeling Ling Yun's concern from his heart, a warm current flowed through Tian Lei Mang's heart, and he quickly shook his head and said, "How can I say that it is also a fourth-order spirit beast, and your little power can't hurt me at all." ”

Ling Yun nodded and smiled: "That's good!" ”

"Thank you for your concern."

Tian Lei replied gratefully.

Beyond the imagination of the heavens, Ling Yun shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No! ”

"Why?" Tian Lei Mang asked with a puzzled expression.

Ling Yun's face moved, and the corners of his mouth hooked a smile, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "I think if you are injured, just rest, since you have nothing to do, then you and I continue to cultivate Yan Yong." ”

Although he was a half-step anode realm, but with the precious blood of dragon blood, he felt that the strength of the half-step anode realm was probably far from enough.

No matter how you say it, you have to have the strength to be able to fight against the Anode Realm, so he will be a little down-to-earth in his heart.

Therefore, he wanted to cultivate Yan Yong from thirty to fifty before the competition.

At least there are ways to deal with some accidents in the event of an accident.

At the beginning, in Canghai Sect, the master was captured, and he didn't want it to happen a second time.

Fifty flame surges erupted together, and the violent energy swept through it, and I am afraid that the half-step anode realm will also be burned to ashes inside.

"Damn!"

Listening to Ling Yun's shameless voice, Tianlei Mang's body exploded with a foul mouth.

"Master, although you can see that I am okay on the surface, I have suffered a little internal injury just now." Tianlei Mang's face trembled, and he hurriedly refused.

Fourth-order spirit beasts are not iron-beaten, and Yan Yong's martial art will more or less cause him a little discomfort.

Hearing that Ling Yun asked him to spar, he hurriedly refused.

Ling Yun waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a little internal injury, isn't Lao Tzu's cultivation of Yanyong to enhance his strength to fight for dragon blood for you?" If I lose, the dragon's blood will change hands, and it will be insignificant compared to the dragon's blood. ”

"Damn!"

Tian Lei Mang cursed helplessly.

But thinking of the dragon's blood, he was able to get rid of the python's body, transform into a dragon, and sprint towards the dragon clan, so he had to endure the pain of being hit by the flames.

"Okay!"

In order to be able to get rid of the python's body, Tian Lei Mang nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Good!"

Ling Yun clapped his hands and laughed a few times.

The competition between the selected apprentices on the cloud is five days.

And these five days passed in a flash in Lingyun's cultivation of forgetting to sleep and eat, and there was only one last day left.

"Whew..."

Cultivating in Lingyun's wasted sleep and food, the soil completely changed from earthy brown to pitch black.

Stepping on the ground, Ling Yun spewed out a heat wave, and his delicate face was gray at this time, as if a young man had just come out of the coal mine.

The black robe on his body was already in tatters, and holes appeared on the robe like a beggar on the street.

In front of him, Tianlei lay on the ground weakly, completely black, like ink, without a trace of impurities.

The originally strong aura had now become extremely weak, and the ferocity possessed by the fourth-order spirit beast could not be found in the Heavenly Thunder Mang at this time.

At the moment it is like a puppy that has fallen into the water, and has been salvaged after drowning.

For four days, Tian Lei Mang and Ling Yun cultivated Yan Yong day and night in the wilderness.

In the countless spurts of flames, even the fourth-order spirit beasts of the Heavenly Thunder Mang couldn't stand the incomparably hot magma.

After these days of cultivation, Tian Lei Mang was doubting whether it was right or wrong for him to follow Ling Yun.

"Whew! That's right, from thirty to forty realms of cultivation in four days, although it didn't reach fifty, it was a good result. ”

Ling Yun exhaled lightly and chuckled.

"Master, are you still cultivating?"

The sky thundered recklessly, and the voice came weakly.

Shaking his head, Ling Yun said with a smile: "If you don't cultivate, it will be impossible for me to cultivate until the fifty flame pillars erupt on the last day, and on the last day, we will have a good rest, nourish our spirits, and play well in the competition to compete for dragon blood." ”

"Damn, I'm just waiting for your words, master."

After listening to what Ling Yun said, Tian Lei Mang immediately cursed, and quickly turned into a silver light and rushed into his sleeve.

The physical weakness and mental weakness made Tian Lei Mang can't wait to rest.

The petite thumb-like body rushed into the sleeve, and in the circled body, Tian Lei Mang fell directly and fell asleep.

"It's time for me to rest, too."

Ling Yun glanced at the incomparably bright stars in the starry sky and chuckled.

"Poof!"

He hadn't closed his eyes for four days, and his mind had just relaxed, and a strong feeling of exhaustion suddenly hit.

Unable to bear the feeling of exhaustion, Ling Yun fell directly down.

After the colorful thunder and the body that Tiangang had tempered with the body of Tiangang, he directly smashed a big hole in the ground.

Lying in the hole, Ling Yun fell into a deep sleep, and any sound around him disturbed him.

Occasionally, some spirit beasts walked over, and when they were within five meters of Ling Yun, they directly rushed out with a frightened face.

On Ling Yun's body, these spirit beasts felt a powerful coercion that a fourth-order spirit beast could possess.

This proves that there is a fourth-order spirit beast in Lingyun.

Even if the spiritual intelligence is low, these spirit beasts also know what the fourth-order spirit beast means, and they just turn around and run, cleanly.

The next day, a ray of sunlight shone on Ling Yun's dead eyelids.

Some burning sensations came to his heart, Ling Yun trembled his eyelids, thinking that he was sleeping like a dead pig in the wilderness, what if he collided with "Meng Ji"? Straight eyes opened suddenly.

"it!"

When his eyes opened, Ling Yun's pupils saw a pair of big eyes facing him, staring at each other.

The big eyes, as clear as water, like a gurgling stream, are incomparably clear and make people not feel a trace of disgust.

Suddenly, a pair of big eyes stared at him, Ling Yun was suddenly startled, and suddenly let out an exclamation like killing a pig.

"Boom!"

The aura of the palm of the hand gathered, Lingyun's face was cold, and the palm of the palm was whistling and the hurricane slapped towards these big eyes like stars.

"Princess, be careful!"

A panicked voice hurriedly sounded, and a majestic breath like the sea roared.

PS：“......”

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