Whoosh!
Yu Wenlei ran the wings of the Mingpeng and rushed out of Liudao City at full speed, chasing Hong Ling in the direction he left. He only had one thought left, he must catch up with Hong Ling.
There was no connection between things before, at this moment the clouds cleared up!
He has a child.
This is Hong Ling’s child, but it is also his and Senior Sister Ziyuan’s child!
No matter what happened, he now had an inseparable connection with Hong Ling. At this time, his mood was filled with anxiety, regret, joy and excitement, all mixed together.
"Hong Ling, where are you..."
Yu Wenlei's thoughts turned into motivation, causing him to vibrate his wings desperately, eager to catch up with Hong Ling and keep her.
The spiritual power of the early stage of the third level soul realm was released, but he flew through the realms of several dynasties along the way and could not trace the shadow of Hong Ling.
"How could it be possible? It's wrong. Hong Ling's physical condition is very weak. Could it be that he was pursuing the wrong direction..."
Yu Wenlei suddenly stopped in the air, calculating anxiously. At about Hong Ling's speed, if the direction was correct, he should have caught up with him at this distance.
In fact, Hong Ling knew that her pregnancy was discovered by the old monk Ji Ji. She guessed that the monk would inevitably tell Yu Wenlei after she left.
So she had already calculated that she would change her route as soon as she left Yu Wen Lei's detection range. Coupled with her fifth-level spiritual emperor's cultivation, if she wanted to deliberately hide her aura, it would be difficult to find a needle in a haystack like Yu Wen Lei. .
Regarding this, Yu Wenlei has also considered this and has not caught up until now. It is probably because Hong Ling did not want him to catch up.
But why?
In the vast world, where is he going to search?
"Red spirit!" "Red spirit!"
"Red Spirit!" "Red Spirit..."
Yu Wenlei shouted loudly, and the loud sound made with his strong spiritual power kept rolling. None of the nearby birds, beasts, mercenaries, and loners dared to approach.
After all, this is still in Western Xinjiang, and his strength can be regarded as one of the strongest!
He didn't stop until he was tired of shouting and his throat hurt.
He forced himself to calm down and think about what happened today. If you think about it carefully, many things can be connected. What kind of person is Hong Ling?
Even if he is reborn as a human being in reincarnation and becomes a mortal body, at least he was once a big shot who looked down upon the world.
And what about yourself?
He is just a fledgling, eighth-level spiritual king!
That's right. Thinking of what Hong Ling said, Yu Wenlei suddenly felt that the reason why Hong Ling chose to leave was completely reasonable.
"Become stronger! I am too weak..."
Yu Wenlei understood that what he needed was strength, but if he didn’t have enough strength, he was not even qualified to be looked at by Hong Ling, and he didn’t even have the chance to see his own child!
From now on, he will work harder.
"Um?"
At this moment, it seems that due to the influence of his state of mind, the spiritual power accumulated in his body was pulled away, and the spiritual field moved strangely. This was a sign of a breakthrough!
"Are we about to break through..."
Yuwen Lei murmured.
That's right, he is still very young, has a very solid foundation, and has the blood of the ancient Thunder Clan. Doesn't he just have to have the strength to make Hong Ling take it seriously? He can do it.
Next, he abandoned distracting thoughts, calmed down, dispersed a pair of black wings, landed on the ground and sat cross-legged, and began to use his spiritual power to prepare for a breakthrough.
The strong spiritual power stirred and swirled around him.
Then, it gradually merged into the spiritual field within the body, and the spiritual power that had long been full continued to compress.
He was not in a hurry, and compressed and condensed step by step until the spiritual power underwent a qualitative change and merged into a larger torrent, as if every meridian and every inch of flesh and blood in his body had changed.
"Ninth level spiritual king!"
call!
Yu Wenlei exhaled a breath of turbid air. He had just broken through and discharged a lot of filthy dirt. He instantly felt refreshed all over his body and felt the rich spiritual power contained in his body, which made him feel very happy.
"The strength has probably become twice as strong..."
He made a slash with his hand at will, and the power was about twice as powerful as before. The ninth-level Spirit King was already only one step away from the realm of Spirit King!
When he reached the realm of the Spiritual Emperor, the gap at each level was not small. Before he broke through, he could probably use all his methods to compete with the ordinary fifth-level Spiritual Emperor.
Now that he has broken through to the ninth-level spiritual king, he can hope to kill the ordinary fifth-level spiritual king at most, but he is not sure about fighting against the sixth-level spiritual king.
This is far from enough.
Of course he would not be satisfied with this, but he couldn't help but have the idea that he was one step closer to the red spirit!
"Hong Ling, just wait. When we meet again, I will have the power to make you face it..."
call out!
After his spiritual power converged, Yu Wenlei got up and hurried on, flying in the air all the way. As for consolidating his newly achieved cultivation level, he stayed on the road and took care of it at the same time. He wanted to catch up with Hong Ling, so it was the least important to cherish time.
Now that he has lost the news about Hong Ling, he is no longer persistent and is planning to go to the Central Continent again.
In Western Xinjiang, among the younger generation, it is difficult to find someone who can compare with him. However, there are many masters in the Central Continent, which can put some pressure on him.
Going to the Central Continent for training would be good for his cultivation, so he decided.
Two days later, he left the territory of the Western Territory again and stepped into the Central Continent. Once he reached the border of the Central Continent, he could no longer urge Peng Yi to go on his way unscrupulously.
"It's training anyway, so I'll go to Seven Dragons City first!"
Yu Wenlei had originally planned to go to Seven Dragons City. The Pei family, the lord of Seven Dragons City, was his mother's family.
Although his strength is not enough to face the Pei family.
But he had another identity, and he decided to use the identity of the Blood Tower killer 'Xuan Jiujiu' to sneak into Qilong City quietly to find out about his parents.
For several days, in addition to practicing, Yu Wenlei was always on the road, barely giving himself any time to stop and rest.
Unconsciously, he gradually approached his destination, the sphere of influence of the Dragon City Alliance. He has not seen his biological parents in twenty-six years, and at this moment, he is inevitably a little nervous.
Dragon City League, as one of the eight giants in the Central Continent, has a profound foundation. The nine dragon cities of the Dragon City Alliance are not far apart from each other. With One Dragon City as the center, they are located in all directions, with a radius of nearly a million miles, and they are all areas penetrated by the Dragon City Alliance.
A few days later, outside Qilong City, a gray-robed figure wearing a mask suddenly appeared. He was naturally Yu Wenlei.
With Xuan Jiujiu's identity, he would not enter the city in a big way. He bypassed the city gate, avoided the formation, and took a remote path to enter the city.
With his understanding of the battle method, this is not difficult to do.
…
In Liudao City, Yin Tang is still guarding Wu Bao's room. She used to be a strong and capable woman, but now she is like a weak woman, taking good care of Wu Bao.
Old Monk Jiji just checked Wu Bao's pulse again and confirmed that Wu Bao was fine, but he just hadn't woken up yet.
Wu Bao's body was very hot, covered with sweat, and his body was shaking frequently.
Ever since Hong Ling used his methods to treat people, part of Hong Ling's original sword remained in Wu Bao's body. It was the original sword that Hong Ling had cultivated for countless years. Although it was only 10%, its power was enough for Wu Bao to use. Throughout his life, he even influenced Wu Bao in a subtle way.
Suddenly, Wu Bao opened his eyelids, and he finally woke up!
Yin Tang immediately cried with joy.
"Miss Yin, please step back."
Old monk Jiji noticed something strange about Wu Bao, and immediately flicked his palm and used his spiritual power to pull Yin Tang outside.
"Holy Monk, how is Wu Bao?"
"Don't worry, Miss Yin. Donor Wu Bao is a blessing in disguise. I'm afraid he will be reborn..."
