"Noodles..."

Terumi opened her eyes and looked at her in disbelief at the numbness of her face that had not changed in appearance, but her momentum had changed greatly.

Mian Ma looked at the other party's eyes, smiled and said softly:

"I'm fine, I'm still the same me."

As he spoke, he winked at Zhaomei and asked with a soft smile:

"Did you get anything out of it this time?"

Zhao Meiming heard Mian Ma ask about her changes, and then she remembered to carefully perceive the situation in her body, and after a while, she raised her head and looked at Mian Ma with affection:

"The perception of attributes has risen a lot, and my own chakra amount has also reached that zero threshold, and I am already very satisfied with such strength!"

Mian Ma stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Meiming's tender hands, and also felt it carefully, now that Zhao Mei Ming has the strength to approach the spring, Mian Ma is happy:

"After that, it's up to me to feel on my own, and I'll see if I can help you advance."

Terumi smiled softly and leaned against her numb chest:

"I hope I can keep up with your progress!

"Are we going back now?"

Face Mahjong's chin rested on the top of her head, nodded slightly, and said:

"Deidara, they'll take care of the rest, let's go!"

As he spoke, a natural breeze swept the two of them into the sky and headed towards the country of vortex.

Looking down at the shrinking scenery below, Terumi asked, curiously as she snuggled up in her arms like a cat:

"Don't you have to fly Thor back this time?"

Mian Ma is holding Terumi's slender waist with one hand, holding the new vortex spear with the other, suppressing his excitement and saying:

"I just tried the new power, this speed close to teleportation, the power that can change the terrain with a single blow, is really a completely different level!"

Mian Ma couldn't help but slash with the vortex spear in his palm at the same time, and an oasis several kilometers long and wide suddenly appeared on the blue sea below him, and the figures of the two Mian Ma in the air did not hesitate, and they crossed the entire oasis in less than a breath.

After manipulating several waves of "land reclamation", a ship that was sailing in a certain sea area was "unfortunately" swayed violently by the wind stirred up by the flight of the face numb.

On the deck, a yellow-haired man in a gold-rimmed white robe jumped up suddenly, and he hurriedly asked the ship to stabilize the ship, and then asked the man in the purple-rimmed white robe beside him suspiciously:

"Quan, did something pass us just now?"

Izumi helped the heavy frame and replied seriously:

"Lord Deidara, after my scientific analysis, the wind just now must not be a natural wind, and there is a 99% probability that it is caused by human factors."

As he spoke, Izumi's triangular eyes hidden under the lenses revealed obvious fanaticism, and his uncharacteristically intoned gradually became excited:

"If we can master this wind, our art can get to the right place very quickly...

"Wait! Lord Deidara, I thought of it, the combination of wind escape and bombs......"

In Quan's gushing elaboration, Deidara nodded frequently.

"Hmm... Well...! The speed of the wind attribute plus the power of the explosion, ah! You're such a great artist! ”

Deidara couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and he blew a mouthful of oblique bangs and said:

"Then this work of art is called a wind bomb! Hahaha! I'm such a genius at naming names, it's so artistic! Let me try!! ”

As he spoke, a 3-meter-long piece of fusiform black clay spat out of Deidara's hand, and he threw it into the air with all his might, shouting:

"Fly in the wind! The wind blows! ”

Deidara skillfully used the wind properties that he had transplanted to blow the fusiform clay so vigorously that it flew away from the ship.

Seeing the fusiform clay disappear from view in less than a few seconds, Deidara nodded in satisfaction and exclaimed:

"Art is a blast! Drink! ”

"Boom!"

A loud sound that pierced the eardrum of an ordinary person came from a few kilometers in front of the ship, and a huge white ball of light was reflected in the eyes of Deidara and Izumi, and the sea surface of the air wave from the explosion rolled for a while.

After the boat swayed along the undulating sea, the two men ordered their men to turn the bow of the ship in the direction of the explosion.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, the ship docked next to a desert island several kilometers long and wide, with a huge deep pit in the center.

Deidara took out the map from his pocket, compared it up and down, left and right, and asked suspiciously:

"Is there an island this big in this place?"

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to the size of the island.

The spring value on the side pushed his glasses, and his face fluttered with obvious fanaticism:

"As you deserve, Lord Deidara, the power of the wind explosion bomb is far beyond our imagination, and the high-speed wind explosion bomb has directly steamed up this piece of sea.

"My lord! This place should be called Wind Burst Island! ”

As he spoke, he even got down on one knee and begged Deidara to name the island that appeared out of nowhere.

"Hahaha!" Deidara crossed her hands and laughed wildly, "Then this is the Storm Burst Island!" Artists! Write it down here. ”

"Good!!"

Everyone cheered in unison, and the deck instantly boiled.

"What are you guys doing, why are you so noisy?"

Izumi, dressed in a long black shawl and a white robe with gold trim, came from the cabin with a disgruntled expression, her eyes shooting at Deidara with a hint of anger.

"Aha! I'm creating new art, you woman with no artistic cells..."

Deidara shuddered as she looked at Izumi, whose eyes were becoming more and more fierce, and hurriedly changed her words:

"Legion Captain, let's be quiet!"

When Izumi heard this, he finally nodded with satisfaction, and after glancing around, he said to everyone earnestly:

"Miaoma-sama asked me to be the commander of the Conquest Army, because I think you explosive artists are unreliable.

"Ahem! Why don't you hurry up and set off and annex the country of tea according to the instructions of Lord Mima! ”

"You're pretty reliable, if it weren't for your strength," Deidara leaned behind Izumi and muttered quietly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing! I said let's go now! Deidara flicked her yellow ponytail and immediately shouted to the person in front of her, "Izumi, tell the artists to sail and move on!" ”

"Okay! Lord Deidara! ”

......

At this time, the two of them had landed firmly on the large balcony of their white marble.

"It's hard to imagine that this kind of speed can be done by humans."

After flying hundreds of kilometers in ten minutes, Terumi said with a sigh as she looked into the distance.

"This is the power that those sixth-level powerhouses have, with the blessing of natural energy, anything incredible can be done."

At this time, the sky was still bright, and his face was numb looking at the white ball hanging in the corner of the light blue sky, and suddenly remembered the artificial moon of the six immortals before, and his mood calmed down a little and became excited again.

It wasn't until he really stepped into this realm that he realized how incredible it was for the Six Dao Immortals to make the moon.

When compared to the sacred tree and the ten-tailed moon that had been suspended in the air for thousands of years, they were extraordinarily small.

"You'll be stronger than all those who are strong!"

Terumi turned to her side, one hand gently covering the hemp hand resting on the railing, her eyes full of determination to look at him.

She saw that Mian Ma smiled softly at herself and nodded slightly.

"Go get busy."

......

Half an hour later, Mian Ma was sitting quietly on the soft chair in the study and feeling the flow of power in his body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

A powerful knock came from outside the door.

Sensing the aqua blue-haired figure at the door, he smiled numbly:

"Your Excellency Mizusawa Creek, please come in."

The door was pushed open, and a figure with aqua blue hair, wearing a gold-rimmed white robe, and a face and body covered with cracks in the earth, walked in.

After carefully studying the face of the numb face who was sitting in front of the desk, he said earnestly in the language of the ninja world:

"Face Majun, congratulations on becoming an Extreme Realm Esoteric Cultivator."