To the west of Qinzhou is Zhangzhou.
Zhangzhou's national power is declining, and in the face of the ordinary'trend', he has to seek help from other states, not to mention the present. This world-destroying underworld tsunami is coming, and many Great Wall areas must have fallen.
Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming couldn't take care of everything. At this moment, what they had to do was to help the entire Great Wall to tide over the crisis. As for the underworld that went deep into the interior, they could only be handled by the state and country themselves.
The ride passed by was like a thunderstorm running over this land that had been devastated by the underworld.
Many areas of the Great Wall are on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, every soldier knew in his heart that if this last line of defense was let go, there would be no human home in this world. The desperate resistance has stimulated all the potential. Everywhere, it seems that it will be breached in the next second, and this "next second" has been dragged down by countless people's lives and has never come.
Where You Wuming ran over, thunder flames flickered, and large swaths of the underworld turned into black butterfly-like flying debris, raising dust for dozens of feet. The original violent demon wave was like a huge wave that had been drawn to the bottom, falling feebly under the city wall.
On the city wall on the edge of the fall, the pressure plummeted, and the heavy burden was temporarily relieved.
The news that You Wuming was saving the entire front didn't know when it spread.
As soon as the thunder ride passed by, I heard waves erupting on the Great Wall—
"Youzhou King! Youzhou King!"
Passing like a beacon to the next section of the Great Wall.
It's like a fire of hope.
The cheers overwhelmed the roar of the Underworld Demon.
"Youzhou King! Youzhou King!"
The turbulent sound followed this ride, killing thousands of miles!
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
She's going to die, she's going to die!
The empathy ability is too strong, and it is this kind of scene that is most unbearable.
The blood in her chest boiled'grumblingly', and she irresistibly resonated and sympathized with the defenders of the Great Wall. The surging passion made her dizzy and tremble. In her mind, the cyan light of the spiritual vein buds was drawn. The strings oscillated together, and a change that made the corners of her mouth twitched quickly. She had a bad premonition!
Soon, the hunch came true.
The spiritual veins stored in the flower buds were instantly refined, and a stream of heat poured into the cyan light string, and I saw a white and rich spiritual fluid on the light string, and at a glance, I knew that it was rich in the most essential spiritual accumulation.
Sang was far away dumbfounded.
She had seen something like this.
This is the spirit!
I saw the cyan light string buzzing and trembling, and the white spirit quickly melted away.
Sang Yuanyuan: "!" No, stop!
This is money, this is equipment, this is Yunjian Beast! ! !
This is burning money!
In an instant, Sang Yuan was blessed to his soul, and understood why the use of the Essence of Eternity would be accompanied by huge risks.
Because the spiritual essence is not a single spiritual aggregate, but the five element spiritual aggregates are intertwined, bred under the high temperature and high pressure in the ground. Theoretically speaking, using the spiritual essence to impact the boundary wall above the spiritual power should only be one-fifth of it. Chances are successful.
The other four attributes are likely to destroy the pure foundation, making one's cultivation completely useless, and life hard to protect.
Taking a comprehensive calculation, using the spirit to break through, it is indeed almost a 20-30% chance of success.
In this flash of thought, the cyan light string in her mind has shaken away the white spirit. Except for the cyan wood spirit, all the other four colors are abandoned, and she is driven away mercilessly from her body. , The moment of separation from the body has melted into a source of spiritual mist, dissipating without a trace.
Sang Yuanyuan: "?!"
This is not burning money, this is... This is throwing her gold mountain!
Sang Yuan was dizzy for a while, only to feel unlovable.
The refining process could not be stopped, she could only watch those broken crystals being refined into spiritual marrow, and then throw away 80%...
What a tragic tragedy! Tell her how to confess to You Wuming!
At this moment, the cyan light string trembled slightly again. I saw the purified green wood spirit marrow, like a shower of rain, gushing from the spirit stand, and into her limbs and corpses.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Oh, I can't even keep one fifth of it, so I just produce and sell it on my own.
Okay, she can prepare to start from the beginning and revisit You Wuming and the doll's favorability. God knows how much these two guys look forward to rolling in Gu Yujing...
Her shoulders tensed slightly, You Wuming felt it.
He was on the verge of death at the moment, breathing extremely heavy, and his body temperature was astonishing.
His voice was hoarse and full of texture, and he covered her ears lowly, "Little Sangguo, what is there to be afraid of underworld demon. Looking back to let you know, your man is terrifying, you don't even have a chance to beg for mercy, call you You can’t live, you can’t die."
He thought she was scared.
When this man was on the battlefield, it was the same as he was on the bed.
Unscrupulous and unobstructed, he showed his wildest side to the fullest.
The phrase "You can't live, you can't die," was so bad to his bones that he meant it as if it had substance. Accompanied by his low and hoarse voice, he fell into the hurdles of his heart and stirred up a huge wave of the heart lake. .
For a while, Sang Yuan had forgotten that he was destroying Jinshan.
Her chaotic breathing made him feel good, and the blue and white thunder flames were more like the nine days of dragons, whirling in the magic wave, turning the large swaths of underworld into black butterfly flying debris.
Sure enough, the mourner of the monster.
He is getting stronger. Sang Yuanyuan discovered that the range of You Wuming's thunder flames had expanded by nearly 30% compared to when he was in Qinzhou. I don't know if it was because of the serious injury that he couldn't show his full strength at first, or the killing process was like a forging knife to him.
Under the strong infiltration of the spiritual marrow, her cultivation base also began to rise, and she soon broke through the barrier and successfully advanced to the Ninth Heaven of the Spiritual Realm.
With a wave of his hand, he threw nine original piranhas one after another, dragging a long stem, and jumping behind him.
You Wuming was obviously taken aback: "Little Sangguo, I killed the Underworld Demon, why have you upgraded?"
Sang was far from daring to speak directly, for fear of being thrown out by him with excitement. She was going to take a detour and give him some buffer time.
She said: "Just... They eat and eat, for me, there are some benefits."
You Wuming is extremely keen: "You didn't eat the spirit veins, right?"
Sang Yuanyuan decisively looked at the left and right and said to him: "Quick! The big wave of the underworld on the right is coming again!"
There is a sense of panic that I emptied my shopping cart and dare not let my husband find out.
It doesn't matter, money, she can earn it. Just think of a way to make up for him quietly.
Sang Yuan comforted himself, while reluctantly accepting waves of wood spirits that were coming out of the spirit platform.
You Wuming chuckled lightly, his tone full of pampering: "If you can eat it, Xiao Sangguo, in order to help you become stronger as soon as possible, I would like to do everything. Heh, what kind of spiritual veins are."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." For a while, he couldn't figure out whether he was really feeling or was fishing.
She looked back at him and said in a low voice, "You Wuming, you are really the best man in the world."
Because of a slight guilty conscience, her eyes looked abnormally hydrated, and when they shook, they made people drunk to death.
He quickly moved her head back and danced more beautifully with a black knife.
After another period of time, under the strong urge of the tide of cheers, the golden mountain in the bud melted again, and another wave of rich and quintessential wood spirit poured out from the spiritual platform, supplying the mulberry far away.
This time, her cultivation base skyrocketed, breaking through the big barriers, and directly ascending to the first heaven of Lingyao!
She tilted her head in embarrassment, and told You Wuming embarrassedly: "I... I'm promoted again."
This spiritual marrow has a miraculous effect on breaking the realm, breaking a boundary from the Lingming realm to the Lingyao realm is naturally not a problem.
There is no way to hide it now. In a short period of time, he leaped two steps in a row, and broke a barrier. There was no second explanation other than the use of that batch of spiritual veins.
Sang Yuan could feel that all the spiritual veins stored in the buds had evaporated-refining them into solid jade crystals, like a slow stewing with a fine fire, allowing them to slowly purify and crystallize. The process is naturally extremely slow. While refining the spiritual marrow, it is high temperature shock, strong squeezing, like squeezing a juice, the speed is naturally dizzy.
Amidst the black butterfly-like flying debris in the sky, You Wuming lowered his head, smiling, staring at her.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." If he had known that he had been arrested so quickly, it would have been time to confess and be lenient.
I saw You Wuming smiled gracefully: "Xiao Sangguo, I said, I would like to do everything to help you advance-tell me now, how much Spirit Vessel is used, 20%? 30%? Or... 50%? "
The doll also came out from under the short-lived belly and sat down tightly, with a pair of black eyes looking at Sang Yuan without blinking, the whole doll was silent, like a real doll.
Sang Yuanyuan: "...More than that."
You Wuming took a breath, deliberately suppressing the frantic corner of his eyes: "Could it be 70%?!"
Sang Yuanyuan was sad: "Stop asking, okay? My heart hurts so much!"
"Okay, I see," You Wuming calmly took a deep breath, "80% is right, it doesn't matter. 80% is only, the remaining 20% is enough to equip a top vanguard."
Sang held his forehead far away and turned around.
After avoiding You Wuming, he had to face the doll directly.
It placed a pair of small hands on its knees, raised its head, and stared at her with a pair of black eyes, and its small mouth was flattened into a line. It must be as pitiful and pitiful.
Without waiting for Sang to speak from a distance, the head of the same size as his body already took the determination of "I don’t listen, I don’t listen", drew a wavy line, twisted it to one side, and immediately, the head moved the puppet’s body, and the whole puppet was thrown towards Under the short-lived belly-the pair of small shoulders and back are really endless and lonely.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Don't go, Puppet, Puppet!
She is also a child, and she understands the child's psychology very well-at this time, if she makes empty promises, it will only hurt the injured heart of the child again, and feel more aggrieved and sad. Nothing can make up for the damage caused by losing a bunch of glitter, unless more glitter!
As for You Wuming... He is not much better than a child.
Two big and small, you have to braise it in a pot.
Sang Yuanyuan thought about it this way, and simply closed his mouth, not talking any more nonsense.
Let the big moth and the little puppet be quiet, and think about how to make more money for them!
You Wuming, who is waiting to be comforted: "???"
After smoothing the intermission of Underworld Demon, he couldn't help but keep glancing at her from the side of light, but saw that she was motionless like a mountain, and he didn't even have the slightest intention to explain it to him.
You Wuming: "!!!"
He began to reflect on whether he had acted too stingy just now, making his unhappy daughter-in-law unhappy. In fact, he didn't mean to blame her at all, even if she spent 80% of her spiritual veins... spent it! Even if it costs 90%, so what! Is he someone who lacks this spiritual vein!
At this moment, Sang Yuan, who had been pondering his mind secretly by You Wuming, was studying how he was different from before after he was promoted to the Lingyao realm.
The most obvious change was that the nine cyan light strings in my mind condensed together and turned into a ganoderma-like light bud. She tried a little bit, and found that through this light bud, her feelings with the surrounding Wood Lingyun became clearer and closer.
In the Lingyao realm, you can infuse the exogenous spiritual accumulation into the enemy's body to make it assimilated...
Sang Yuanyuan's thoughts moved, and saw diagonally forward, a weed on the ground suddenly jumped up to three feet high with a whirr, and the jagged blade of grass slashed across the underworld, and only heard the sound of stab. The cutting sound of the sharp blade into the bone sounded, and where the weeds swept across, the Underworld Demon Qi Shushu broke into two pieces and fell on the ground, wriggling and howling miserably.
Sang Yuanyuan: "!!!" It's amazing.
After harvesting a small piece of the underworld, the wild grass did not return to its original state. Instead, it still wielded a mantis-like scythe to show off against the demons coming from behind.
She concentrated on her senses and found that the spiritual accumulation poured into the weeds was slowly fading away.
Calculated according to the rate of reduction, it can maintain about 20 breaths.
Sang Yuanyuan thought for a moment, closed his eyes, and did his best!
I saw one plant after another on this buffer plain, and in the blink of an eye, a monster forest was formed.
When those weeds lay on the ground, they looked normal. After magnifying them thousands of times, the shape of the weeds turned out to be more crippled.
Some resemble giant reptiles, some resemble big oranges with tumors, some resemble a grinning pumpkin lantern, and some resemble earthworms lying on the ground...
You Wuming saw the corners of his mouth twitched, then twitched again.
Sang Yuanyuan: "... They always look like this!"
This is really not her pot.
The army of plants spread out from around her, spreading to a hundred meters away-this is the limit area where she can resonate with the heaven, earth and wood spirits at this moment.
Short-lived: "Ou, Ou, Ou?!"
It is like avoiding the plague, flying around, avoiding these terrible plants.
Puppet also forgot that he was still breathing. It grabbed the short-lived Maomao and got out from under its big belly. With its mouth wide open, it watched the overwhelming underworld fall into this monster forest. The terrible plant swung its branches and leaves to cut a piece of fertilizer.
Short-lived galloping forward, Sang raised his hands far away, and saw that where the spirit resonated, the monster forest quickly spread forward.
This feeling is tantamount to turning stones into gold and throwing beans into soldiers.
After more than a thousand feet away, the first batch of plants strengthened by her has returned to its original state.
Sang Yuan stopped his hand, turned around, and said thoughtfully to You Wuming, "The disadvantage is that it is not durable enough."
You Wuming was taken aback, and immediately nodded with approval: "Yes, in terms of durability, I have the most experience. I will teach you."
Sang looked at him in horror, "I'm talking about Lingyun."
You Wuming smiled gracefully: "I'm talking about Lingyun too."
He saw him press the black knife down slightly and signaled to her.
"You see, if you act like this, you will be exhausted. It looks fierce, but it will be exhausted after a few bursts."
He grabbed her hand with a long finger and taught her to hold the hilt of the knife. With her, he slowly waved the black knife, injected the spirit accumulation, and swept the blue and white thunder flames around.
His hands were extremely calm and powerful, his palms were dry and hot, and the spirits flowed through her body into the blade.
Sang felt a strange tingling and resonant shock from afar.
"So, so..."
His voice was slightly mute, and when he killed the enemy, he was infected with a bloodthirsty killing intent, excited and enthusiastic.
She couldn't help being immersed in her mind, completely relaxed, following him, feeling the rhythm and pattern of the movement of the spirit in her body.
When he stopped for a while, she felt something.
After mobilizing Lingyun, the effect is immediate, and it has improved by more than 30%.
She hurriedly held him backhand, put her slender and soft fingers on his wrist, tilted her head slightly, her red lips raised, and smiled sweetly at him: "Help me see, it works like this, Is there still room for improvement?"
Before she finished her words, she had already mobilized the cyan ganoderma lucidum light buds in her mind, stimulating the spiritual accumulation in his body to shake together—Sang Yuanyuan didn't feel that this small cultivation level of her own could cause any harm to You Wuming.
The spirit that she aroused was like a clear spring, and like a silk ribbon that was extremely soft but unable to grasp, it caused a resonance in his body indiscriminately.
You Wuming: "??!!!"
On Tong's body, any place with spiritual accumulation was touched by her ethereal and soft spiritual accumulation! Time is slow and disease, time is light and sometimes heavier.
High-frequency oscillations spread rapidly.
He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.
A backhand stopped her meditation.
"Not proficient enough, it needs to be more even to mobilize the spirits. So." His voice was completely dumb, as if to force something.
He took her hand and swung a few more knives again.
"You Wuming, you are too good!" Sang Yuanyuan has always been generous with his compliments.
"Too great is not necessarily a blessing, Little Sangguo." I saw the man arrogantly raised his jaw slightly, his gaze was condescending, and it fell on her face quite profoundly, "You are the best, be prepared."
It's the kind, the predator stared at the prey, about to show her fangs, and ate her into the abdomen.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Sure enough, the male creatures initiated love, regardless of time and occasion!
She didn't even realize what a terrible fire she had accidentally ignited just now.
She didn't dare to talk too much, and honestly followed his instructions to plant the monster forests more densely.
Soon, he arrived at the wrecked area in Zhangzhou.
Qinzhou's equipment is so sophisticated that it just managed to support it in the face of this wave of tsunami, not to mention Zhangzhou, internal and external troubles, Kyoto is entrenched by Zhangjing's big moth, food, grass, and armaments are all broken. Zhang Dai led the army to run around, and he was able to tear down the east wall to make up the west wall. He should praise him-a great brickwork!
Such a small, precarious ship can withstand this monstrous tsunami, it is called a ghost.
Sang looked at the city gate and the city wall that were filled with underworld demon from a distance, and for a while, he couldn't recognize it.
Is this still the Great Wall? Looking up, it was just a higher wave of Underworld Demon.
In the lost Great Wall area, the defenders have long been wiped out.
It's miserable, but I can't see how miserable it is-under such a scourge, even the bones can't be left, and they are all crushed and melted into the blood.
"What to do?" Sang looked at the Chi Lang in front of him from a distance, only to find it hard to breathe.
You Wuming buckled the rope.
Short-lived stopped running.
He said: "You three, stay here."
After that, the light wings spread out behind him, and he flew straight out.
Sang Yuanyuan summoned the piranha without thinking, and guarded each person, dog and puppet.
The fifty-three flowers that stored the spiritual veins have now become empty.
They were summoned by her, with their mouths open, wandering freely in this buffer zone full of underworld demons.
She continued to throw piranha.
She has been promoted two times in a row, and now she doesn't know where her limit is.
Just take the opportunity to give it a try.
In addition to the piranhas that developed in the city of Qinzhou a few hours ago, she now has nearly seventy piranhas, and the rest will take time to develop slowly.
Energy surging in the buds, one after another primitive piranha was thrown out by her, swaying towards the scattered underworld demons.
Looking at these big-mouth battles, Sang Yuanyuan thought to himself that, compared with masters of the same rank, his large-area multi-line combat ability is obviously very good. What is lacking is the ability to fight alone when facing a real master.
If someone like Han Shaoling, Huangfujun, Jiang Yanji came, she would just throw these flowers out as a joke.
When You Wuming is not around, anyone with such strength can easily take her life away.
Nowadays, her power system lacks defensive skills and single high-damage skills. Frustratingly, her comprehension skills are too Buddha-based, too random, and completely uncontrollable.
Sang thought far away, raising his head to look at You Wuming.
He had already faced the monstrous red wave, swept straight in, and was completely submerged in an instant.
Sang Yuanyuan didn't worry about him at all.
A mere underworld, can't hurt a master who breaks the boundary.
Just don't know what You Wuming intends to do? She felt something in her heart. He seemed to take advantage of the fact that there was no life here, intending to try some terrifying secret technique with amazing lethality.
As soon as my thoughts turned, I suddenly felt tingling on my skin.
Before I got back to my senses, I saw that the soft fur of the short-lived body had been erected straight through, and a series of static sparks were stirred up wherever it touched her clothes.
incredible!
In the extreme distance, a very low, strange texture, as if a metal planet ran across the sky, a buzzing sound vibrated and rolled over from the bottom of the heart, arousing a tremor.
The next moment, I saw one after another cyan-white flames that made one unconsciously squint his eyes, shooting out from the monstrous wave of the underworld, like a few bright lights from the cracks when black clouds were overwhelming the sky.
At the next moment, the air was booming, and Sang Yuan could not tell for a while, which one happened first and which one happened later, I saw—
The place where the underworld gathers most densely, in the wilderness between the heavens and the earth, suddenly a big thunderball like standing up to the top of the earth appeared. When I saw it, it had already exploded. The afterimages of the Underworld Demon still maintained the terrifying posture of the red waves, but in that instant, they had been burned into black chips, and they rose into the air to form a mushroom cloud.
The turbulent waves surged around, first hitting the walls of the Great Wall inside and outside, arousing a heavy metal roar. Immediately swayed across the fields, wherever it passed, the underworld was torn and burned, and there was no resistance at all!
"Danger!" Sang watched the huge exploding wave in horror from afar and rushed towards his line.
While mobilizing all the flowers to block the way, she hugged the dog and puppet and pressed them to the ground as much as possible.
As soon as I took my pose, the shock wave arrived!
She didn't even dare to look up at all, just like an ostrich, she wrapped her three heads tightly together, closed her eyes, and stretched her back.
Extremely violent wind blew from left and right.
It turned out to be a harsh whistling sound, like a huge metal wheel running over left and right.
Sang couldn't help closing his eyes tighter, gritting his teeth and waiting for a moment, but didn't feel the wind knife scratching him.
After a while, she carefully poke out a trace of her eyes.
Amidst the blazing waves, a figure stood upright, blocking all the wind that hit her.
"Tsk," You Wuming put on a casual look, "It's okay. It can be used together."
Countless black crumbs fluttered behind him, he was like a dark king stepping out of the ghost domain.
After a long time, the storm finally subsided.
Sang grabbed You Wuming's skirt and glanced at it.
I saw that a wave of thunderstorms cleared out an innocent zone with a diameter of more than one mile, and the air was full of fresh, ionized smells. The edge of the thunderstorm was still burning with blue and white thunder flames, and once the underworld demon set foot, it was instantly burned to ashes.
"I'll close the door."
As soon as the light wings spread, You Wuming swept under the breached city gate. After a while, he saw the nearly ten-foot-high city gate, grasped by him with one hand, one after another, and closed effortlessly. .
Closing the city gate, he leisurely wielded a black knife, burning all the mountain-like underworld under the piled ground wall into black shavings.
The rest of the matter can only be left to Zhangzhou to solve it himself.
"It's okay, Huang Fuxiong should also go to Zhangzhou for quarrying." You Wuming said with a beating.
Sang Yuanyuan looked at his visibly pale face with a little worry.
I saw a line of blood and tears pouring out along the narrow and deep corners of his eyes.
This is an overdraft.
This man, starting a fight is simply desperate.
Sang Yuan felt distressed for a while.
She hurried forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes, kissed him with her warm and soft lips, quietly lifted her left hand, and stroked his cheek.
When Lilac grabbed his mind, she secretly wiped away the tears of blood with her fingers and palm.
Such a proud moth should keep him proud.