This animal skin that records the formula of the divine soldier is probably because of the special material, which seems to be able to be preserved for a long time even in an extremely harsh environment, so after the three of them checked it, they each printed a copy of the refining method of the divine weapon.

As for the original animal skin, Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng threw it to Wang Baole, after all, among the three, only Wang Baole is a mage master, if it weren't for the fact that this magic weapon formula has a certain reference value, the two would not go to rubbing, after all, even if it is rubbed, it is difficult to refine.

In addition, Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan are in charge of the elixir, the two are now at the critical moment of making a breakthrough in cultivation, and they are in great demand for this kind of external force, after all, they are only one foot away from the door at this moment, especially Zhao Yameng, so in the distribution of the elixir, the two took most of it, and Wang Baole just took the elixir he needed for the next retreat.

The next thing is to assign disciple tokens, Zhuo Yifan glanced at Wang Baole with a smile, and directly chose to give up, on the one hand, he knew that his own contribution was not enough, and on the other hand, he also understood Wang Baole's dream, the beauty of natural adulthood.

Zhao Yameng is also like this, he didn't look at those tokens, and directly waved his hand to Wang Baole, which made Wang Baole excited, he was still thinking about how to speak, although everyone is a good brother, but these tokens are war exploits after all.

"Yameng, Yifan, don't worry, as long as I become the president of the Federation, the two of you will be my right and left hands, and when the time comes, the three of us brothers will achieve the way of the emperor together!" Wang Baole opened his mouth emotionally, and he didn't notice that Zhao Yameng's face was slightly cold, obviously he was a little resistant to the word brother.

Zhuo Yifan smiled dumbly, handed the compass of the three magic soldiers to Zhao Yameng, and took away the other eight-grade magic soldier, and then put the broken nine-grade spear in front of Wang Baole.

With the relationship between the three of them, there was no need to say anything, and after all the resources were allocated, they swept around again, and once again made sure that there was no obstacle here, and then began their respective retreats.

For Zhuo Yifan, his determination to make himself strong is extremely firm, he doesn't want to happen again like what happened when he was captured by the family, and he didn't mention the experience of being imprisoned in the family to anyone, but in his heart, it was a tearing pain that was difficult to heal.

Therefore, he is extremely eager to become a strong man, even if it requires a price, he can accept it, such as the inheritance he realized this time, in fact, after he deduced and judged, he knew that this inheritance was cultivated to the end, I was afraid that it was not a person, a soldier or a soldier, but he could bear the consequences, as long as he could become strong!

Therefore, in this retreat, on the one hand, he wants to break through to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, and on the other hand, he wants to use the magic power of the Nine Transformations of this divine soldier to fuse the soldiers in his body, even if he tried a little before in this process, it was painful as if he was pulling bones, but the firmness and decisiveness in his eyes revealed the incomparable ruthlessness in his heart!

As for Zhao Yameng, although she does not have the desire to become a strong person like Zhuo Yifan, whether she is born or her own qualifications, she deserves to be ranked in the forefront in this era of federal civilization, and the most important thing is that although she is not too eager to become a strong person, she has a strong attachment to cultivation and the avenue that her father once mentioned.

"Meng'er, the avenue is three thousand, although all of them can lead to the origin of the legend, but the width is different, according to the judgment of the father, the way of the formation that is most suitable for you, although it is not a shortcut, but its achievements are so great that it is enough to be listed in the top ten paths!"

This is when Zhao Yameng chose the Ethereal Dao Academy, her father mentioned in a conversation with her, even now, Zhao Yameng still remembers, at this moment, as her eyes are closed, her heart slowly emerges in the ancient array, countless arrangements and formations, slowly immersed in it, while feeling the formation pattern, swallowing the pill in her mouth, it also quickly turned into a driving force, supporting her enlightenment, but also bombarding the shackles of the foundation!

Seeing that both of them began to retreat, even if Zhao Yameng arranged the formation before the retreat, and even the cross-kneeled figure here did not dare to appear, but he was still a little uneasy, after all, although this place was relatively safe, it was only a relative sea of fire outside.

Therefore, in the deep groan, Wang Baole patted the storage bag, and directly pulled out the little donkey, from the time he came to the vast Dao Palace, Wang Baole began to be busy, almost forgot the little donkey, at this moment after pulling it out of the storage bag, the little donkey was a little wilted, lying there, looking at Wang Baole with resentment.

"Son!"

"Son, fart, get up and work, keep an eye on me, you will yell if you are in danger!" Wang Baole was a little weak-hearted, and secretly said that he really didn't seem to be suitable for being a father, and he always forgot about his sons.

"Hey, I seem to have a son who forgot ......" Wang Baole scratched his head, and was about to recall, Zhao Yameng, who was meditating on his knees, suddenly burst out with an aura comparable to that of Yudan.

"This is an impact!!" Wang Baole immediately looked at it, no longer wondering which son he had forgotten, until he was sure that although Zhao Yameng's impact would continue for a while, it seemed that because it had accumulated enough, there would be no problems under the accumulation, so he kicked the aggrieved little donkey.

"Hurry up and get to work!" Wang Baole glared.

The little donkey snorted suddenly, and climbed up lazily helplessly, looking helpless, looking around, this look made Wang Baole feel a little guilty, so his heart softened, and he took out the only bag of snacks that he had left.

There are less than ten pieces left, whenever Wang Baole misses the Federation, he will take out a piece and put it in his mouth and lick it, it can be said that it is his beloved, but at the moment, it is obvious that the love for his son surpasses everything, so Wang Baole gritted his teeth and took out a piece and threw it to the little donkey.

The little donkey's eyes lit up, and he hurried over to eat, but he seemed to feel a little strange, so he sniffed it, and his expression was hesitant......

"Fuck off, what do you mean, I'll give you another chance to show your expression again!" Wang Baole's face suddenly turned ugly, he glared at the little donkey, raised his hands and pinched each other's fingers, making a clicking sound.

The little donkey shuddered, the expression on his face instantly turned into excitement and eagerness, and he ate the snack without hesitation, and showed a look of intoxication, which made Wang Baole pat its head with satisfaction.

"Okay, since you have eaten my treasure, go and protect the Dharma!" Wang Baole finished speaking, sat down cross-legged no longer paying attention, took out the pill and swallowed it, and began to meditate.

His cultivation has reached the peak of the early stage of the knot pill before, only a trace away from the middle stage of the knot, after experiencing many inheritances here, although he did not go to all the understanding, but the harvest is also great, and the distance between the middle stage of the knot pill has already passed, at this moment, with the operation of cultivation, with the melting of the power of the elixir, the impact suddenly began!

Seeing that Wang Baole was in retreat, the little donkey who was putting on a patrol and guarding posture immediately retched, with its appetite for anything to eat, it actually appeared to retch, this is the first time it appeared, but it vomited for a long time, seeing that he didn't vomit anything, the little donkey obviously sighed, helpless, lowered his head and licked the ground, and clicked without thinking about it, but there was nothing on the ground, but it jumped up directly in pain.

And with the passage of time, three days later, the little donkey was extremely bored here, seeing that Wang Baole and the three of them were fine, it turned its head to look at the sea of fire not far away, and after thinking about it, it ran over quickly, and took a sip of the sea of fire......

Obviously, the sea of fire tastes bad, the little donkey's body is trembling, his tongue is sticking out, he has no choice but to come back, continue to lie there, keep licking the ground, his eyes rolling, wondering if he wants to change his father, this fat man is too abusive to himself, not a good father.

It wasn't until seven days later that Zhuo Yifan made the first breakthrough, and with the roar coming from his body, a breath of foundation building great perfection, and even infinitely close to the knot, suddenly burst out directly from his body.

What's more, under this outbreak, his body actually conjured up an illusory shadow that could only appear when he was knotted, and it was a red flying sword!

This flying sword is unusual, there is no hilt, only a blade, and there are hideous serrations on it, which looks amazing!