"That...... Little tyrant, let's be friends! The fat man moved to Hopper's side and said with a smile. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't talk to me." Jumping turned around with the jade bottle in his arms, concentrating on controlling the aircraft.

The fat man's eyes turned, and he took out a red and brilliant spirit fruit from the ring, which was the berry Zhong Yu fruit he found in a secret realm.

He has always been reluctant to eat, and originally kept it to see if he could get something good at the auction.

"How about exchanging a little bit of your Ice Spirit Milk Spring?" The fat man threw the spirit fruit and said with a seductive face.

The white-eyed fat man jumped and took out a spirit fruit from the ring and threw it.

This spirit fruit golden filament circulated, and when it was taken out, there was a faint aura of spiritual rhyme, and there was a trace of majestic aura under the careful feeling.

The fat man's eyes widened and he looked at the spirit fruit in his hand, and the berry Zhong Yuguo in his hand fell off the deck with a click.

This can't help but make the fat man not surprised, you must know that the spirit fruit of Jumping Jump was given by the night demon, and it is not known how many levels higher than that of the Zhongtian Continent.

Jumping ignored the fat man's surprise, took it and wiped it on his body, clicked and took a big bite, and chewed it.

The fat man's eyelids jumped, he felt a pain in his flesh, and he looked at the spirit fruit in distress, and suddenly felt that he was very ignorant and stupid, and he simply had a feeling of getting an axe.

He looked at Hopping with envy, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Glancing at the ring around its neck, he sighed to himself.

The fat man silently retreated to his original position and continued to meditate and recover.

Purple shadows streaked through the air, and the only thing that was quiet on the aircraft was the sound of jumping and eating spirit fruits.

The aircraft has been flying for seven days, and if Jun Ling controlled it, it would have already arrived at the ruins on the map, but now the jump control is only half of the flight.

Jumping felt a little tired, the speed of the aircraft gradually slowed down, neither it nor the fat man noticed, there were several gray figures on the ground who had been following them for two days.

Jun Ling had been in retreat for less than three days, and his divine consciousness had fully recovered.

She felt that the power of her Divine Sense Blade was still not enough, and it was okay to sneak attack ordinary monks, but sneak attacks on Divine Transformation Monks lacked a little sudden burst of force.

Is it possible to suddenly ignite and burn the divine consciousness that has invaded into the sea of consciousness of others like fire?

"A spark can start a prairie ......fire," Jun Ling muttered to himself, his eyes lit up.

If you could condense your divine consciousness into a small star and ignite it in the sea of enemy consciousness, how powerful would it be?

Thinking of it, she began to cultivate, Jun Ling continued to condense and compress her divine sense, which she was already very proficient in.

Compressing the divine consciousness to a limit, the divine consciousness that was a square foot was compressed by Jun Ling to the size of a needle.

However, before this little star was hit, it exploded in Jun Ling's mind.

Jun Ling snorted in pain, hugged his head and hurriedly took out a pill and threw it into his mouth, and it took a long time for the pain to subside.

It took another day for Jun Ling to recover. It seems that the spark of this divine consciousness is still very powerful, and Jun Ling is a little impatient.

But what must be done to make the spark of divine consciousness that has been pressed like a needle tip out?

If you don't hit the opponent and blow it up, it's useless at all.

Thinking back to the fire fold in the mortal world, Jun Ling suddenly had an idea.

If the Divine Consciousness Spark is hit into the opponent's mind, and the opponent's Divine Sense Resistance is triggered, and then it explodes, then the opponent will be caught off guard and the power will be greater.

Jun Ling was about to experiment with new ideas immediately, but she still had lingering palpitations and didn't dare to experiment in her own sea of knowledge.

She had no choice but to shoot the Divine Sense Starfire into the air, constantly trying to maintain the temporary stability of the Starfire.

After experimenting over and over again for a long time, the Divine Sense Spark finally stabilized and could last for two breaths.

Swallowing a Divine Sense Pill, Jun Ling unleashed a Divine Sense Spark again, and then departed a trace of Divine Sense to attack and touch the Starfire.

The needle-sized Divine Consciousness Spark was already unstable, but after being touched, it became even more unstable, and suddenly it exploded, and it swept through the entire Divine Consciousness that touched it like a flame.

A little bit of success!

Jun Ling stood up happily and clapped his hands.

This inconspicuous Divine Sense Spark, the opponent may not be on guard, but the power is definitely enough.

Jun Ling was eager to immediately test the power of the Divine Sense Spark at this time.

Just thinking so, the purple leaf flying machine suddenly shook, and Jun Ling's divine sense immediately swept out.

I saw four monks dressed in gray monk's uniforms stop Ziye.

What do you want? Jun Ling opened the door with an excited face and walked out.

It turned out that Hopping was controlling the purple leaves as usual on this day, passing above a forest.

Its speed was not fast, and after a few days of flying, it was also tired, and it planned to find a place to land temporarily to see if Jun Ling was out of the customs, so it flew slowly at a low altitude.

At this time, four people suddenly rushed out, directly stopped Ziye, and surrounded them.

It turned out that these four people were terrifying road thieves in this area, and several monks who were cultivated by Yuan Ying formed a gang to rob the experienced monks.

Originally, when the four of them saw the Purple Leaf Flying Machine, they were already amazed, but they didn't dare to move around, after all, it was not easy to have a flying machine, so they followed it silently for two days.

The room on the Purple Leaf Flying Machine had a formation that they couldn't even detect, so they couldn't see if there were anyone else in the room, but for two days, they were sure that there was only one fat man and a beast pet on the deck.

They decided to get their hands dirty.

After all, the flying machine is a rare treasure on the Zhongtian Continent, not to mention that this purple flying machine does not look simple.

"What do you mean by how many?" The fat man saw several people surrounding the aircraft and said loudly.

The leader is a burly middle-aged man, his hair is tied at will on the top of his head, and his sleeves are rolled up on his arms at will, looking extremely rough.

On the left is a relatively thin monk with a goatee on his chin and a mid-Yuan infant cultivation.

The monks on the right and behind are all white-faced and beardless, and they are cultivated in the early stages of the Yuan Infant.

"It's no fun to ask what it means, you know what we mean." Goatee said.

Jumping silently glanced at the burly man led by him, and followed Jun Ling's side, which was no longer looked down upon by the gods.

A monk in his infancy dared to stop them, and thought with disdain.

The burly man raised his eyebrows when he saw Jump's disdainful eyes.

"This beast pet was brought back to Sanniang, and the fat man killed it." He said lightly.

He stared at the closed door of the room on the aircraft for a long time, they had stopped the aircraft for so long, if there were other masters there, it was impossible not to come out now.

It can be seen that this fat man is also on this flying machine, and this fat man is only Cheng Dan's perfect cultivation, even if there are other people, it will not be high.

So the burly man decided to get the order done quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night. (To be continued.) )