The white sailboat is still the same.

Ilan gradually lost his vision.

It was a very bad feeling to be devoured, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't even look now, the white sailboat was blurry, and it seemed that there was something wrong with his eyes.

He could only stand like a puppet.

Black vision, black world.

Even the mind seems to be a little sluggish. He really didn't know what had happened, who had dug such a big pit waiting for him.

You know, he's a false god.

It is an invincible existence among the sub-gods, and even if the gods come, he is confident that he will blow it up in this place of absolute gods. But this terrible sculpture, this shattered green dragon, and those two strange dragon eyes completely plunged him into boundless destruction.

He didn't know what to do. Should you regret it, or should you find a way to save yourself?

The Shadow Clone, the Void Horn, and the clones of the Broken Cone and the Ecstasy Bone Eater have all lost their effectiveness, and even his godhead that condenses his heart's work is on the verge of danger at the moment, and he wants to explode, but is limited by a strange and powerful force.

In other words, he can't even die now.

What a sorrow it is.

Life is better than death.

The will, the soul, all lost their effect, and he could only wait in a stupid manner, which was the only thing he could do.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a century of vicissitudes.

At this time when Elan thought was stagnant.

Everything that happened was finally finalized.

I was pleasantly surprised that the world had not changed dramatically.

The sailboat is still the same sailboat, and the Heavenly Thunder Hall is still thundering.

Ilan's body is still his own.

Yes, or his own body.

The red liquid fused into his body, and it didn't seem to kill his consciousness, his soul, or his godhead.

Nothing seems to have changed.

It's like dreaming, and when you wake up, everything goes back to a fixed trajectory again.

The only thing that can be left is that deep involuntary memory.

Suddenly like a dream, he was a little speechless, could it be that fate saw his pity and finally let him go, or was it really just a dream.

He moved his legs and feet, he was healthy, or he had never been healthier than he was now, and he felt that his strength had increased, and his physical fitness was too strong to attach.

Give him another green dragon now, and he will have the heart to blow it up, of course, provided that the green dragon stays there motionless.

"It's true, not a dream." He squeezed his arm hard, it hurt, not daydreaming.

"Moreover, it has also changed my physical strength attributes, and now I am enough to kill hundreds or thousands of my original self with my fists. This, this, what the hell is that red thing, it shouldn't be the dragon's eye, the dragon's eye doesn't seem to be so magical. He was a little unsettled, although the red liquid did not occupy his body, but kindly transformed him into a more powerful, this is definitely not for no reason, there must be a big conspiracy here, it's just that he doesn't know it now.

"Am I still me?" Yilan's two fingers were forceful, and with just a slight pinch, a legendary-level long sword was crushed by him, and it was broken in two.

"The strength has increased, the flexibility of the body has increased. The bones looked like they were made of mud. Do I have hypochondriasis? It's incredible. "He keeps making difficult movements, and his arms are constantly twisting on your body, like twisting flowers.

"It's not just that, I feel that my spirit has also become stronger, and my spirit is like a pearl, and the so-called wisdom bead in my hand is probably like this." Spiritual power emanated from the center of Yilan's eyebrows, and they condensed together like small and crystalline pearls, beautiful. Then they spread out and radiated in all directions.

"One thousand meters, two thousand meters, ahem, this can cover hundreds of kilometers, this range is a bit large, and it is high-definition, it is really earned, but I don't know what the price is, it is my life or something else. It won't be Lady Luck falling in love with me. "Ilan was happy with joy and sorrow, but he was really not happy, and the possibility of being controlled by others always enveloped him like a dark cloud.

"What the hell is it?" He muttered to himself, but soon the thought was put on the back of his mind, "Hmph, no matter what happens, I'll do what is in front of me first." In the future, let's deal with it later, the so-called car must have a road before the mountain. I don't believe there's a hurdle that Ilan can't get over. ”

He became calm and thoughtful again.

A pair of piercing eyes were shining again.

"Hey, it's a little different. Yes, I can actually control this sailboat. Ilan's mind searched everything about the sailboat, and he suddenly entered a strange space with a red bead in it.

Looking at the scarlet bead, Ilan's divine sense almost collapsed. Because, the appearance of the bead is really strange, uh, terrifying.

The reason for the horror is very strange, because the bead is really beautiful, and the beauty is exactly the same as the dragon's eye. Of course, it also left an indelible shadow on Ilan.

Ahem, he vomited some blood.

Fortunately, he still has some manly temperament, and finally endured it.

The dragon-like beads kept turning.

With a spiraling devouring force, Ilan let out a loud cry, and his divine sense was swallowed in an instant, and his face became hideous. This is obviously just out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den.

He's going to be a tragedy.

However, just as he closed his eyes and waited for death.

His consciousness was suddenly magnified again, and everything around him became clearer, more subtle, everything was so distinct, so sincere, that he felt that he was around him.

Moreover, something even more strange happened again, his body became huge, and suddenly there was a huge turbulent power that would not hurt Ilan's body and poured into the meridians of Ilan's body.

They are surging and you can hear the strong sound of the water.

And the path of this water circulation even transcends his body, or rather, his body meridians are only a small part.

His mind could clearly see that this vast energy had formed a network of blood between his small body and the white sailboat outside, and they flowed endlessly in this network. Make a loud noise.

Elan's heart came alive again.

Like an arm making a finger.

The whole white sailboat was like his body, his arms, his whole

His soul touched slightly.

He wanted to get out of the lake beneath his feet and head towards his companion.

With such an idea, the white sailboat is actually windless and automatic. The red control crystal ball is like a brain, and under the command of Ilan, it actually works magically.

Gradually, they surged, floated, and flew in the lake.

This is actually a spaceship that can fly through the air.

"Akaka, it's definitely earned." He screamed wildly in his heart, a little uncontrollable. "Received the treasure."

The white sailboats, flying in the purple thunder, those thunderbolts poured wildly. (To be continued.) )