The death of Ximen Quan, the destruction of the formation, the surface of the surrounding originally scorched yellow earth, under the incomparable power of the dragon bomb, became the appearance of a bald monk, the terrain of the Mediterranean Sea added a touch of fun to this originally dull and colorless region, simply put, a little more ridiculous temperament. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Yue Wenqiu, the strongest eighth-layer internal force realm, became a ...... Super dragon set, there is a layer of gunsmoke around the earth, and it should be the smell that spreads after the internal force is shaped, like the mist that spreads on the small stove when the green plum cooks wine, coating the smell of blood in the air with a touch of killing to cover up.

At this time, Wu Ling was lying in the door space, the most sound of his whole body was his feet below the waist, and the ten little fingers exposed were strong and powerful, except for the blood that was constantly oozing out, it was really the least damage to his feet.

With a cough, Wu Ling spit out a stream of blood from his mouth, which was filled with jet-black coagulated blood, and the smell was terrible, but it was just such a spit that made Wu Ling's body feel a comfortable warmth, and it was the relaxation when he relaxed after the battle.

"It's the right bet. ”

Wu Ling lay down and didn't move, the space he was in was extremely wonderful, as if it was something in a parallel world, except for nothingness, but he could still look at everything around him, but he couldn't touch it, and after touching it, it would pass directly through the object, and he couldn't stay on it, this was a small prop, wonderful and exquisite.

Emotion always comes spontaneously with the end of the battle, and Wu Ling is no exception, but he doesn't regret it, if he goes through it again, he will still act like this, and in his dictionary, he doesn't regret the two words.

"Wowo, Lingling's big brother is so terrifying, just like the little golden dragon's nest is the first time to cooperate like that. ”

The little platinum dragon was the happiest, it tossed its body, lying on Wu Ling's dantian for a while, and gently frowning with the little dragon horn for a while, with indescribable joy.

Feeling the response of the dantian, Wu Ling smiled bitterly, if it weren't for the blood refining that had experienced sixteen times the blood flow rate, Wu Ling would not have been able to save the reincarnation of Da Luo Jinxian at this time, Wu Ling, who had half a stump and a body above the waist, existed with the liver that could almost be seen with the naked eye, his hands had disappeared, and his face had lost his facial features, and the only one who could move and recover the fastest was his mouth.

In addition to the continuous production of blood in the body, the repair of various parts of the body is in full swing, and the pair of bronze hands are also recovering, Wu Ling quietly enjoyed the repair process, he recalled the wolf theorem in his memory, the injured wounds, especially the hard parts of the bones, will reach a harder degree than the original after recovery.

In the martial arts inheritance that ended in Dayan Hall, Wu Ling profoundly understood that a martial art against the sky that was known for its domineering masculinity like the Dragon Descending Palm could not withstand it at all without a certain physique and physical refinement, and even if he stepped into the Inner Qi Realm, it was difficult not to be attacked by the Dragon Descending Palm.

What is it to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred soldiers, just like the old barbarian's seven wounded fists, not to mention the dragon palm, Wu Ling naturally understands this.

Maybe it's the combination of fate, the blood refining with sixteen times the blood flow rate, so that Wu Ling has been replied to several fateful moments, I have to say that Wu Ling's luck is very enviable.

Time flies very slowly, especially like Wu Ling can only lie quietly during the repair process, what he wants to do most now is to rush to someone's front as quickly as possible and hug him fiercely, but now it seems that even moving his little finger can't do it.

......

"Sister Tianxiang, there will be no problem, Brother Wu Ling is not stupid, at a critical moment, he will escape by running away like we just did. ”

One is a petite figure wiping the sweat from his forehead with one hand, and the other hand is constantly tinkering with props, and his mouth is still comforting someone.

Someone was tied to a pile of wood by Wuhuada, the wood was extremely strange, and the top was steam from time to time, the person who was tied was Ling Tianxiang, and a small piece of apple was stuffed in her mouth, she kept breaking free of her body, even if there were tears in her eyes, she found that she couldn't break free.

"Sister, you have a hundred hearts, my calculations have never been wrong, Brother Wu Ling's survival rate is one hundred percent, not long ago I received a hint of the pumpkin prop, my door fruit has just been used, Brother Wu Ling has already begun to escape the battle area. ”

Xiao Xiao stood on a prop chair that reflected a glossy blue, his eyes did not blink, constantly mixing the liquid in the crystal prop test tube, and in front of him was a messy unknown object, of various sizes.

Nervous, although he muttered a few words from time to time, reminding Ling Tianxiang to give up resistance from time to time, he was always wholeheartedly preparing something.

Hearing Xiaoxiao say from her mouth that Wu Ling used the door space, her anxious heart was also a little relaxed, she and Xiaoxiao relied on that space to escape here, but when she landed, Xiaoxiao suddenly exerted force and took out such a thing from her pocket, which really made Ling Tianxiang angry and angry.

"Now that we've used the doorway, we'll be able to come back after a little wait. Ling Tianxiang retracted her broken free body, she was placed like this, and she became a little tired, she wanted to fall asleep, and her eyelids couldn't help but click.

But Wu Ling didn't come back, he didn't appear in front of him safely, Ling Tianxiang just endured it, and didn't want to sleep like this.

In a certain space, Wu Ling has recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight, his hand is the most seriously injured, and he has not yet grown the rudiments of his arms, but all aspects of his body liver and vital organs have been restored, and his facial features have also returned to their original appearance.

What's more, his face has become more handsome and has a kind of bleak feeling, but those who know Wu Ling know that bleakness is just for outsiders.

He stood up and down, beating rhythmically up and down, and found that he was already able to walk and even add twenty-four broken hands on it, and thought about the place where he and Ding Xiaoxiao would meet when they were separated, Wu Lingnian remembered the map, and his head began to echo a clear route.

Looking up somewhere, it was a little cold, but it wasn't murderous.

Wu Ling didn't think about it, so he took a step and walked towards the place where the door slashing knife was, where a beautiful woman was waiting for him......

"Ah, I almost fell asleep, really, I just can't endure it for a while. Ling Tianxiang was startled for a while, and found that he was still lying in a rectangular mesh frame that he had never seen before, it was obvious that this was a small prop, and it was estimated that it was used for sleeping, because Ling Tianxiang felt very comfortable lying down, as comfortable and warm as cotton down.

After clicking a drop of purple red liquid in his little hand, the wide glasses replied to Tianxiang in a daze: "Sister, why don't you sleep for a while, Brother Wu Ling will naturally wake you up when he comes back." ”

Hearing the person he cared about the most, even in front of the baby, Ling Tianxiang was a little shy.

was mentioned by Xiaoxiao, the figure of the young man who would always appear in front of her when she was in danger was faintly engraved in her mind, and she only heard her faintly respond to Xiaoxiao: "If Wu Ling comes back with a big victory......"

As soon as she heard Tianxiang's little girl's fantasy of her natal hero image, she broke her illusion with a small opening of her mouth.

"A complete victory? Sister means killing all the people present at the time?"

"Hmm. Tianxiang nodded inexplicably.

"I think the chance is zero, the strongest Yue Wenqiu and the alien beast lover Zu Yushi, with Wu Ling's current strength, he can't be killed. ”

"The odds of a big win are zero, and I never got my calculations wrong. (To be continued.) )