With the fall of the meteorite, the surrounding vegetation was instantly reduced to ashes.
The fire illuminated the scenery three miles away clearly, Ye Lingri looked over, and frowned fiercely.
He saw a person crawling on the ground in front of him.
There was a small meteorite beside the man, and the left half of his leg was pressed by the meteorite. The figure of the man was exactly the same as that of Ji Bokang. Beside him, there was also a female warrior.
It's a pity that the female warrior was crushed to death by the meteorite.
From the looks of it, it was clear that Ji Bokang was injured by a meteorite in order to save others.
Ye Lingri didn't hesitate at all, regardless of his own strength not fully recovered, the thunder god mark that had just been condensed between his eyebrows flashed, and a thick thunder god power was condensed in his fist.
The body shape and the fist are weathered into one, like a blue-purple lightning bolt.
There was only a loud bang, and the thousand-weight meteorite fell apart and turned into debris.
Ye Lingri gasped for breath, unbelievably punching his own fist.
Because of the force, the skin on his fist cracked again.
It's just different from the bloody ones earlier, this time, apart from the power of Thunder God, Ye Lingri's fist also had a layer of dazzling golden color flowing.
The golden divine power was like the best wound medicine, quickly repairing Ye Lingri's damaged skin.
Ye Lingri's eyes suffocated slightly, and he adjusted his breath.
This mysterious power... is exactly the power that Emperor Xin mentioned earlier.
Ye Lingri also noticed its miraculous effect.
When did it appear, Ye Lingri thought secretly, it seems that he only had it from the Yangquan Temple.
Earlier in his body, there was only the power of thunder.
But ever since he passed the Eight Difficulties in the Yangquan Temple, this mysterious gilt-golden power has grown in his body.
This power is different from the power of thunder god. It is different from the vast and violent power of thunder god. Under its control, it becomes very docile.
This power gave Ye Lingri an inexplicable sense of peace.
At the same time, it also makes Ye Lingri feel very familiar.
"By the way, this power is very similar to the breath on his body."
Ye Lingri thought of someone.
That person was exactly the Zong Shaoqing he saw in the illusion of the eighth stage.
The man who was bathed in holy light also exuded this kind of power.
Could it be that everything in that illusion is not false, but real
What happened to his sudden growth of power
Maybe, if you have the opportunity, you should ask your mother who Zong Shaoqing is.
However, before that, it is necessary to go back four thousand years.
Ye Lingri withdrew his thoughts.
After the meteorite was crushed by him, he hurriedly rescued Ji Bokang.
Ji Bokang had also comprehended a mystery on the star stage earlier.
He returned to Mirror Lake first because he was concerned about the other casual cultivators of the Mirror League.
Unexpectedly, he encountered Xinghe Tingluo on the way. When he arrived at Jinghu Lake, a large number of casual practitioners had been injured. While transferring the injured, he tried to return to the star platform, wanting to support Ye Lingri.
After some rescue, Ji Bokang woke up, and seeing that Ye Lingri was still alive, Ji Bokang was relieved.
"I knew it, your boy is blessed and fateful. This damn natural disaster, let's get out of here quickly."
Ji Bokang felt very sad when he saw the corpses all around him.
"Brother Ji, listen, I can't leave. It's time for the secret path we discovered earlier to play a role. You immediately take the rest of the casual cultivators and leave here, and don't come back. After leaving here, You also don't want to announce to the outside world that you have been to the Yangquan Ancient Road, you take the profound art of war that you have obtained, and go to the God Realm Legion to join the Third Legion."
Ye Lingri exhorted solemnly.
"You... how do you know that I have obtained the art of war?"
Ji Bokang was taken aback.
In the vision of Tianhe, many people have obtained extraordinary mysteries.
The same is true of Ji Bokang.
Ji Bokang's strength has not been significantly improved, but he has acquired an art of war.
This art of war comes from unknown inheritance, it is very mysterious, Ji Bokang originally planned to tell Ye Lingri about it after he and Ye Lingri left the Yangquan Ancient Road together.
"Brother Ji, don't say anything. You leave quickly, this is not the place for you to stay."
Ye Lingri turned his head and glanced at the still intensifying collapse of the galaxy.
Meteorites fell all over the sky like a torrential rain. If he didn't leave at this time, when the people of the four great god emperors arrived, no one would survive in the entire Yangquan ancient road.
Ye Lingri didn't know if history could be changed, but if he didn't guess wrong, something must have happened after the collapse of the galaxy.
The Four Great God Emperors will spare no effort to strangle the Desolate Race.
"Ling Ri, good brother, come with me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get this art of war. Let's join the military camp together. With your talents, you will definitely be able to make great achievements in the military camp."
Ji Bokang grabbed Ye Lingri's arm, his face full of enthusiasm.
There are too many mysteries in Ye Lingri.
He not only persuaded Ji Bokang to compete for the position of the gold observation point, but also secretly asked Ji Bokang to build a secret road.
That secret path was lurking underground, and only he and Ye Lingri knew about it. He had thought that Ye Lingri would leave with him.
"I am not the same as you. My family and friends are still waiting for me four thousand years later."
Ye Lingri pushed Ji Bokang.
Behind him, there was a more intense bombing sound, and meteorites fell from the sky from time to time, blowing up the entire Yangquan Ancient Road.
"Ling Ri, what are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly."
Ji Bokang staggered a few steps before he regained his footing.
"Leave, avoid the people of the Four Great God Emperors."
Ye Lingri waved his hand, his eyes were unprecedentedly determined.
Several casual cultivators from the Mirror League rushed out from the side and dragged Ji Bokang away.
"Good brother, I will remember your friendship."
Ji Bokang let out a long sigh and walked away gradually.
Looking at the back of Ji Bokang limping away, Ye Lingri murmured.
"Ji Shuai, I hope you cherish it."
This collapse of the Milky Way was a catastrophe for countless people, but it also made a few people successful.
Ji Bokang, the eleventh marshal of the third legion in the God Realm, has joined the legion since then, and has become a generation of military wizards with the set of tactics obtained by relying on the Tianhe vision.
He would never have imagined in his lifetime that a young man he met by the mirror lake would change the trajectory of his life.
Ye Lingri wiped the sweat off his face, and then looked at the sky.
He took a breath of divine power and found that his injuries had recovered seven or eighty-eight.
"After sending Ji Bokang away, I have understood a wish. Whether it is life or death, I have to go to find sister and emperor."
Ye Lingri glanced at the falling Xinghe, and without hesitation, rushed towards the underground area.