"Put your uncle's golden bull fart"

The little white bird didn't transmit the sound, it wanted to retain the power of its divine sense, do more persistence, and roared weakly: "Stinky boy bastard, you can't give up, the bird master was brought out by you, and you are responsible for the bird master"

"Hehe~"

Wang Yizhi couldn't help laughing, shook his head and sighed and blamed himself: "Master Bird, it's all me who has burdened you, I'm really useless, it's like this every time, I can't do anything." ”

"Stop talking stupid, find a way"

The little white bird hasn't lived enough, and following Wang Yizhi is to be able to live more excitingly, countless life-and-death struggles in the past three thousand years, without talking about killing it, it doesn't believe that this time will happen to be the last time.

"Brother Mowei, Mowei ~ Mowei, I'm going to die, I'm going to die......"

Wang Yizhi kept shouting in the sea of divine consciousness, but he didn't get any response from Mo Wei, the small white grinding disc "Gathering Spirit Star Dream Disk" that was sprinkled with spiritual power drizzle in the dantian at all times was stimulated by Wang Yizhi, but he couldn't react at all, and he still rotated slowly and unhurriedly, throwing spiritual power mist at his dantian, the mist appeared from the grinding plate, and was affected by the spiritual power of the dantian and turned into an extremely fine drizzle and fell to the dantian, the drizzle was cloudy, like a fairyland, but Wang Yizhi never appreciated this beautiful state of mind, just wanted to see the heavy rain.

"If only there was something that could split this shield!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, if you rely on yourself today, you can only die here"

Can't get the response of the end, can't control the treasure in the body, Wang Yizhi is desperate, his most handy "life and death reincarnation seal" has no effect, facing the black flame under him, the divine consciousness, he doesn't know what to do, he wanted to give up, leave the little white bird a trace of life, but the little white bird did not intend to give up on him, but he gave up himself, which is a kind of shame for himself.

"Kid, Run"

"Yi'er, run, in the direction of the rising sun, don't stop"

"Yi'er~"

"Run"

The tribe of hundreds of people did not have the fear and wail of facing death in the end, but desperately fought for the last glimmer of hope for the little boy, and they only begged that the only child of their tribe could live with the hope of the whole clan under the protection of "drawing a false picture".

That hysterical roar is a scene that Wang Yizhi has never dared to recall, he has no way to face the hopeful eyes of the people when they look at him, he doesn't want to admit that these pictures are just memories in his mind, he doesn't want to face this cruel reality, he just wants to think that these pictures are a dream, but when everything is vivid again, Wang Yizhi cried and roared in despair: "Don't, don't, please, don't~"

"Young man, what's wrong with you, cheer up, cheer up"

The little white bird has no way now, the power of its divine consciousness is suppressed too seriously, and under the protective array of Longyang City, it can't use the "Great Law of Transferring from Space", not to mention that there are more magic circles around it that have a suppressive effect on the divine consciousness, hearing Wang Yizhi howling in pain, the little white bird hurriedly called out to prevent Wang Yizhi from going mad in despair.

Wang Yizhi woke up from a painful wail, his eyes were red like two rounds of red sun, the corners of his mouth carried a sneer with the characteristics of a beast, and his handsome and handsome face was covered with bloodthirsty and furious yin and madness.

"Berserk Beastiness"

The seventh-order advanced exercise "Hualonglu", the exercise is divided into three stages, the first stage of "berserk beast" needs to be completed passively under the extremely crazy unconscious, and the requirements are extremely strict, Wang Yizhi doesn't like this exercise that turns people into beasts at all, but now he is willing to accept the baptism of the exercises, and the second stage is "turning bones into bones" In the body, with the power of the powerful beast blood, open up a cultivation meridian that belongs to the spirit beast, and at the same time strengthen its own bones, making it stronger, strong enough to accommodate the pull of the furious power of a spirit beast, this step is particularly important, it is the foundation of the next step of transformation, the third stage is "physical transformation", completely beast yourself, so that you have all the abilities of the corresponding transformation spirit beast.

Wang Yizhi turned over and jumped on the back of the little white bird, tearing the upper half of his robe like a beast, his yellowed complexion was covered with black hair, his body gradually became huge, and the muscles around his body became huge as if they were inflated, like a wild man in the deep mountains in the prime of life.

After completing the "furious beast", Wang Yizhi is a muscular savage more than three meters tall and covered with black hair, the huge scar on his left chest that has been scabbed over and is about to heal has been torn out of a huge blood mouth again, and the wound on the back of his head is also oozing blood, bright red blood continues to flow out from the wound, and the little white bird is dyed red by the bright red blood that Wang Yizhi fell, supporting one of Wang Yi's huge soles, and he is cautious that he does not dare to have too many ups and downs, for fear of shaking off Wang Yizhi, who has undergone a huge change in his body.

Jumping lightly, the black stick in his hand swung out heavily, and swung heavily towards the formation barrier with the strongest divine sense pressure above his head.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding~"

A few times in a row, chopping, chopping, and poking, all of them were meaningless, and the barrier was still intact and unaffected.

"If you don't believe in Lao Tzu, you can't live on your own"

Wang Yizhi's huge palm took out several "Sand Crystal Spirit Stones" in a row to frantically replenish the fast-flowing spiritual power in his body, and at the same time took out more than a dozen "Hundred Flower Fruits" Stuffed two into the small beak of the little white bird, and he picked up more than a dozen red fruits in his hand and bit them indiscriminately, a crisp fruit that melted in his mouth, and forced Wang Yizhi to eat a terrifying effect, like a fierce beast frantically tearing the skin and flesh of his prey, and the black-robed people saw Wang Yizhi so crazy, especially the fierce eyes when they looked at them when they ate the spirit fruit, they couldn't help but feel fear, and didn't dare to look at him.

"Breaking the Palm"

"Purple Gold Fist"

"Thunder and Thunder"

"Stinky Fart Bomb"

Wang Yizhi frantically released an attack towards the sky formation barrier, so much so that even the non-lethal "stinky fart bomb" was used, but it still had no effect.

"Young man, hit them, hit them"

Seeing that the golden rune palm print in Wang Yizhi's hand after his "berserk beastification" was much more powerful than the one he had swung before, and the distance was much farther away, the little white bird hurriedly shouted at Wang Yizhi on his body.

"Breaking the Palm"

Wang Yizhi continued to take out several pieces of "Sand Crystal Spirit Stone", constantly replenishing a large amount of spiritual power flowing in his body, the black flames in the sea of divine consciousness became more and more vigorous with the passage of time, and the pain in his body and mind also doubled, but what is this for this bald boy who is now in the "berserk beast", what is the pain than the pain when he sees his relatives dying one after another in front of his eyes, and he is powerless?

"Bang~"

As Wang Yizhi's palm print swung out, the formation protective shield generated when the black-robed people below condensed the magic circle began to become turbulent.

"Die to Lao Tzu~"

When Wang Yizhi saw that his skills were effective, he began to shout excitedly.

"Be careful, don't"

With Wang Yizhi's loud shout, Wang Yizhi's huge body tapped on the little white bird's back, jumped with strength, and jumped towards the top of their heads under the unbelievable gaze of the black-robed people who were not far from the little white bird and the black robes who were moving and urging the magic circle to operate.

The protective cover of the formation outside the body of the person who released the magic circle was not broken, and the body rushed to it, and there was only one result, that is, it was rebounded back, and the rebound itself would not hurt much, but the black gas and flames that came out of the ground in the magic circle under them were terrifying existences that could be killed when touched.

"Breaking the Palm"

Wang Yizhi's hands turned into palms, and from the sky he slapped the black-robed people who were moving in a circle outside the formation below.

"Looking for death~"

The black-robed eldest brother snorted coldly, and the speed of the black-robed people in their hands and the pace under their feet were obviously much faster.

"Don't~"

The little white bird flew down with all his might, but the speed was suppressed by the formation outside this "Spirit Refining Array", and it was finally much slower than Wang Yizhi's huge meat tank that slipped from a high altitude.

"Boom~"

The corners of the little white bird's eyes were filled with tears, and under the red feathers that were covered by Wang Yizhi's blood in the falling swoop, a slight blue light flickered, and it turned back into the body "two-color dove of destiny", when the voice sounded, it couldn't bear to close its eyes, it couldn't catch up, the two were too far apart, and it couldn't do anything.

"Lao Tzu is going to eat you raw"

Wang Yizhi's huge body followed the "Heaven Breaking Palm", and under the unbelievable gaze of the black-robed people, he broke the protective cover of the formation and broke their "Spirit Refining Array" composed of thirty-five people.

Wang Yizhi grabbed a black-robed man who was still in an unbelievable state next to him and pulled and bit at will, and the black-robed man screamed without a chance to react, so he was torn in half by Wang Yizhi, and an arm that was still pinching was bitten in Wang Yizhi's mouth, like a wolf like a flock of sheep, fierce and abnormal.

"Click~"

The sound of broken bones resounded in all directions, and the people who listened were terrified.

The black-robed people around Wang Yizhi are all shorter than Wang Yizhi at the moment, in a state of "violent", with a huge physique full of bumpy muscles, like a strong man, showing his proud figure in front of a group of seven or eight-year-old weak and slender little girls.