Gong Yeqian floated down from the top of the peak and reached out to make a move. Wu Sheng had no power to resist, and the silver moon bow was called into Gong Yeqian's hand. After shooting the true essence arrow, Wu Sheng could not even lift a finger. .
Looking at this curved bow, Gong Yeqian put it away. It could shoot down five of his long hairs. This bow was truly a treasure!
If you can get this bow, you can make up for the loss of five long hairs...
No, it can't be made up for!
As a fire-controlling cultivator, Wen Yang’s natal magical weapon is the essence of fire, such as the Liuli Heart Fire. We dare not accumulate true energy in the Qi Sea, otherwise there is a possibility that the Qi Sea will be ignited by the Liuli Heart Fire, even if this is possible. Sex is only for emergencies, and you should never be careless.
Therefore, after the fire-controlling monks reach the realm of refining gods, they usually practice the fire pool to replace the sea of qi with false energy to accumulate true energy firepower. Yanfa is the fire pool where Gongye Qian's true fire cultivation is achieved. Each long hair contains abundant fire power. He has cultivated a total of eighteen different kinds of true fire power and accumulated them in the fire pool.
Now five roots have been shot out for no reason. Although the damage to the body is not great, from a spiritual point of view, it is a serious injury. If you want to restore the long-haired fire pool of the five roots, it will not take three or five years of hard work. Not coming.
You can see Gong Yeqian's anger, even if you get the treasure bow, you can't make up for it!
Gong Yeqian raised his foot and stepped on it, intending to crush the ant to death with one kick. However, he did not step down completely. He could hear the sound of bones breaking, but the sole of his foot could not crush the ant.
No wonder he could persist in the real fire for so long. It turned out to be due to body refining. This ant turned out to be a rare body refining cultivator. .
Gong Yeqian raised his foot and applied more force. Just when he was about to step down hard, he heard the other party shout weakly: "Wait a minute..."
Gong Yeqian paused and looked at Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng coughed up blood foam and said: "Let me ask you a question... there is no blood in your storage magic weapon... ahem... how do you store it? Why... ahem... mine can't do it?"
Gong Yeqian frowned and glanced at Wu Sheng's finger. With a thought in his heart, he put the ring finger into his hand and forced the real energy to break it open. After a brief search inside, he saw a large amount of spiritual materials and hundreds of 镒鈰金. As a disciple of the Academy, I couldn't help but be surprised by this wealth.
It can make up for eleven of the losses!
Gong Yeqian's mood improved slightly, and then he saw several magic weapons from the ring.
The Feihong Sword, the Golden Rope, and the Thunder Hammer were just some of them. One of them looked inconspicuous, but the aura it exuded was very high-end and dangerous.
What a good thing!
Gong Yeqian took out the magic weapon shaped like an iron ball and tried it. He couldn't find a way to use it for a while, so he asked Wu Sheng, "What is this?"
Wu Sheng coughed a few times and said: "You...don't tell me...the method of storing things...I won't...won't tell..."
Gong Ye smiled dryly and said immediately: "Aren't you in the realm of refining the gods? How could you not know? Send it to the spiritual consciousness to warm it up and separate a strand of it to attach to it."
Wu Sheng sighed: "It turns out that you need to be an experienced god refiner..."
Gong Yeqian was stunned for a moment: "You haven't entered the advanced level of god refining yet?" He shook his head again and said, "Tell me, how to use this thing?"
Wu Sheng said: "Please step back three feet..."
"Put it in the palm of your hand..."
"Recite the formula...the formula is engraved on the ball..."
Gong Yeqian subconsciously moved forward to check, and suddenly there was a flash in front of his eyes. Terrifying pressure erupted from the iron ball, impacting his body crazily.
Gongye used his true energy to protect his body, but he was too late. Countless iron pieces pierced his head, neck, chest, and palms, and his flesh and blood were suddenly covered in blood. He himself was thrown away by the huge impact and fell to the ground. More than ten feet away.
Wu Sheng laughed so hard that he vomited several mouthfuls of blood and reminded him: "This thing... Wuxiao Lei... you need to be careful... ha..."
Wuxiao Lei was a Dan Lei refined by Dong Lizi, but when a master at the peak of the God Refining Realm struck with all his strength, Gong Yeqian was completely unprepared for the blow, and one can imagine the tragic consequences.
Gong Yegan climbed up crookedly, sat down and adjusted his breathing, forcing the iron fragments from his body out of his body, sealing key points to stop the blood flow, and limped and struggled to come to Wu Sheng, extremely angry. . In this explosion, his ribs and left arm were all broken, and no part of his body was intact, especially the left hand holding the thunder, with only one tendon hanging on each of the five fingers.
The injuries on the body are nothing more. The key is that four of the inflammatory hairs were directly blown off. Nine of the 18 inflammatory hairs have been lost, and the cultivation level has dropped by half. Without ten years of hard work, there is no way to recover!
Gong Yeqian was so angry that he was filled with anger from the bottom of his heart and rushed straight into his mind, completely uncontrollable!
The angry Gong Yeqian decided to punish the ant in front of him. Before killing the ant, he must be allowed to taste the pain of the glass heart fire burning the sea of air and consciousness.
He sacrificed the Liuli Heart Fire again, moved it forward to Wu Sheng, and followed Wu Sheng's breath to get in.
A flame that was green inside and purple outside fell from the sky, like a king, descending on Wu Sheng's Qi Sea world. All the flames bowed to pay tribute to this glazed heart fire. Under its pressure and guidance, they moved towards the green radish. The last acre of pure land in Mangdang Mountain that was guarded was attacked crazily.
The life breath of the green radish continued to shrink under the high temperature in the sky, shrinking from an acre to half an acre, a minute, and a foot, and finally compressed to the size of a foot, and it was about to be unable to hold on.
Wu Sheng's vitality was passing away, and what caused him the most pain was the burning of Liuli's inner fire that was raging on his consciousness.
At the moment of life and death, he burst out with huge thoughts of life, activated visualization and alchemy at the same time, used the method of visualization to visualize the glazed heart fire, refined himself with the inner alchemy method of heaven and earth, worked hard to transform the glazed heart fire, and desperately guided the flames out .
Visualization is effective, and guidance is equally effective. The Tai Chi ball continues to transform the glazed heart fire into the spiritual sand, and a large amount of flames are also accelerated along the furnace path of his huge cauldron.
If they were in the same realm, Wu Sheng's handling would undoubtedly be able to get out of the predicament, but what he faced was Lianxu after all. More flames were spawned by Liuli's heart fire and joined in the encirclement and suppression of Luluo.
One is refining the gods, the other is refining the emptiness, the other is peeling off the cocoon, and the other is flooded by the sea. How can they be compared?
No comparison!
Wu Sheng glanced at the battlefield a few hills away where Donglizi was fighting. He heard a few more rapid sounds of the piano in his ears. Knowing that there was no hope, he finally gave up on Luluo.
He used the last bit of his true energy to make secrets...
A bud broke out on Gong Yegan's head. The stretched young leaves stretched for a few times, and then continued to grow.
Gong Yeqian's scalp was extremely itchy, and he couldn't help but reach out to scratch and scratch it. His already burnt head was dripping with blood again, and a few young leaves were torn off in his palm.
"What the hell?" Gong Yeqian exclaimed with horror. He grabbed the root of the pothos and pulled it down, pulling the whole plant down. A ball of flame ignited and burned it to ashes.
Along the way, there were three flaming hairs that were burned out from the green basket.
Only one-third of the eighteen inflammatory hairs were left. Gong Yeqian's aura was obviously sluggish, and the blood on his scalp was dripping like threads, staining his face and body, making him extremely embarrassed.
Gong Yegan stepped on Wu Sheng's chest with one foot and strangled his neck with one hand.
"Sign up!" Gong Yeqian said to Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng smiled, coughed up blood, and said nothing.
The anger spurting out of Gong Yeqian's eyes suddenly became tangible, like two sudden flames, which looked extremely strange...
A chubby hand stretched out from behind Gong Yeqian and pinched his bloody neck.
