The place where Tan Zimo cultivates is called Tinghaiguan, he likes this place, and remembers that the Dragon Garden of the Three Heavens is the same as here, he can listen to the sea and watch the tide......

It's a pity that the sea of clouds on that side has now become a landscape in memory.

The sky is gradually darkening, and the sparkling waves of the sea are finally dimmed under the setting sun, like a plate of ink poured into the sunset world.

Flocks of birds returning to their nests, floating on the surface of the sea, occasionally breezy in the breeze. Tan Zimo was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery and was still cultivating......

As the minutes passed, the black flames around Tan Zimo gradually receded, and the wind that took advantage of the weakness to carry the sweat-soaked hair on his sideburns gradually brought out his face.

It was a pale face, cold sweat was streaming down it, Tan Zimo's energy and physical strength had reached the limit, and the most important thing was that the damn hunger in his belly came to disturb him again.

The fire in the spiritual sea has fallen ninety percent, and Tan Zimo realizes that the soul fire is hungry, so the follow-up is powerless!

After realizing this, Tan Zimo had no choice but to regain his success, and exhaled heavily.

A puff of black smoke mixed with silver stars came out of Tan Zimo's mouth, and after a pause for a while, Tan Zimo slowly opened his eyes.

After receiving the merits, Tan Zimo suddenly felt that he was very tired, and he actually had a feeling that he was about to collapse, and his thoughts at this time were so complicated and chaotic, so that he didn't dare to slack off easily, he needed to sort out his cultivation experience, and the soul fire swallowed the demon pill of the nine-star spotted green dove, and the ten-fold firepower that was accumulated, calcined the dragon-devouring vine, and it was so tempered......

It's only one percent of the dragon's breath that has awakened!?

Tan Zimo is indeed a little incomprehensible!

The winged spirit invited the mad dragon breath to settle in, and fused the nameless soul fire and the essence of the dragon devouring mad vine, it is indeed difficult to cultivate, this is just the beginning, the first-order wing stage, it is actually difficult to this extent! According to Tan Zimo's thoughts, he used soul fire to burn his body, in a vain attempt to refine it into a vain body, which can support the energy of the awakening of the dragon's breath, and now, the soul fire has completely digested the soul power of a nine-star demon pill, and under the ten-fold fire incineration, his body can resist one percent more of the dragon's breath.

Tan Zimo looked at Linghai and deliberately confirmed it again, it was not wrong, and the mad dragon's breath woke up one percent again. A total of four percent of the people who woke up!

And ninety-six percent!

Tan Zimo's heart moved slightly, if this cultivation method is reliable, does that mean that the soul fire still needs to devour ninety-six nine-star demon pills, and his body still needs to go through ninety-six black fire refining to resist the energy of all the awakening of the dragon's breath, and to wake up all the dragon's breath?!

Thinking of this, Tan Zimo couldn't help but be shocked again, just a mouthful of dragon breath is so strong, what kind of existence should the eighteen-winged Sky Devouring Crazy Dragon deity be!

It's hard to imagine!

Tan Zimo didn't dare to think about it anymore! That realm was too far away from himself, too far!

Cultivation is in the present! If cultivation is energized, it is undoubtedly good, but where can I find the ninety-six nine-star demon pills!? This is indeed a difficult problem!

Looking up at the sky, the sense of urgency in Tan Zimo's eyes became more and more intense, only to see his palm spin, and a black firework appeared in his palm, and then his palm slowly clenched, and his eyes gradually became hot.

"Eight years of broken tendons and broken wings have come over, and now the ascension to the sky is imminent, and I am still ninety-six nine-star demon pills away from the peak of the first-order nine-star peak!"

"Father, how far is the distance between us!"

In the courtyard, Tan Zimo stood up, his body was straight, his palm was slightly curved, and a wisp of black sparks was swaying rapidly in his palm, which was like a water drop splashed in a boiling oil pot, faintly, there was a fluctuation of a child's temper.

"I know you're hungry!" Tan Zimo shook his head helplessly, and looked at the sea under Haiguan, "I wonder if there is a nine-star demon beast like a grass mud python in this prefecture-level sect." ”

Just as he was thinking of going to the sea to investigate, at this moment, the pink lotus platform in the void roared.

A moment later, Yun Qianyu appeared beside Tan Zimo, and she took a breath: "There are so many cultivation caves for you to choose, you just have to choose such a broken place, there are many strange rocks on the seaside, and you listen to the sea view and it is embedded in the side of the stone cliff, if you can't fly, you really can't find it!"

"Hey. ”

"Don't I have a name?" Yun Qianyu shrugged in displeasure.

Tan Zimo pointed to her lotus platform: "What are you doing here?"

The lotus platform floated in the air, and there was a golden rope hanging on it, and a strong figure hung on the golden rope, which was a big plough ox.

"Aunt Yuncun, hurry up and put me down......"

The plough bull was hung in the air by the demon rope, and the more he shouted, the more the demon rope shook violently, and from a distance it looked like a pendulum clock, and the plough bull was like a hammer below, hitting the steep stone cliff again and again.

"Aunt Yuncun, I'm not done with you......"

"Bang!"

"Ah......h

The rocks on the seaside are sharp, the strange rocks are steep, and they stumble along the way, Tan Zimo looked up and saw that the face of the plough ox was blue and purple, swollen like a bull's head.

"Hey......" Tan Zimo retracted his gaze and looked at Yun Qianyu in surprise, his tone was a little conciliatory, "He provoked you again?"

"Not really!"

"Yun Qianyu, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

"Bang!"

"Ah......h

"It's noisy!" Yun Qianyu turned his head and reprimanded the plough bull, "Being attacked by someone and damaging the reputation of the West Chamber, Sister Jing confessed, this is your punishment!"

"Punishment ......?" said the plough bull dumbfounded, "When did Lao Tzu succeed in a sneak attack?"

"Bang!"

"Ah......h

"I didn't want to hit you, but your memory is so poor, and you don't have the consciousness of being ashamed of yourself, then don't blame me for speaking ugly, being controlled by Bo Kun's puppet silk in the palm of my hand, gnawing on other people's spiritual grass like a dog, isn't it embarrassing to say it?

"That's ...... That's ......" The plough bull tried to explain again, but finally gritted his teeth, "Damn, hit, hit me!!!"

"It's too cheap to kill you, you have to earn your own face......"

Tied by the demon rope, the spiritual power of the plough bull was drained by it, and at this time, the bundle of demon ropes was just recalled by Yun Qianyu back into the feather sac, and with a "bang" sound, the plough bull slammed into the ground in a face-down posture.

Yun Qianyu took a few steps forward, walked to the side of the plough ox, and then took out an image stone from the feather sac, this kind of thing can reflect the spirit appearance.

"Come, lift your face......" She urged the spiritual power, and in an instant, the shadow stone flashed, and a spirit appeared from the shadow stone, and she looked at the spirit in her hand with satisfaction, "It has indeed changed its appearance, the strength of this punishment, Sister Jing should be satisfied!"