The small ground is still shaking and continues to squeeze up. Has it reached equilibrium?

"How long can they hold on?" Yin Yu asked in a confused tone.

There is only one silver feather left.

The Holy Spear took Silver Feather and quickly rushed to the last place where heaven and earth were created.

Boom!

Now.

Saint Gulan's voice sounded and it ordered.

I look like a middle-aged man, covered in silver, sitting cross-legged inside Cai Yu.

This pool of ashes flew up, and the silver light shone in it, turning into a creature with huge silver wings on its back.

Maybe they have used all the opportunities before, and they have reached 40,000 kilograms!

The holy medicine and holy weapons are all theirs!

The death of those people is only a matter of direct generation for the younger generation of the alien race.

"Dream!" Holy Spear screamed amid the screams: "A big thing is big enough for grandpa to stab with one shot. It is absolutely possible to make grandpa recognize him as the master!"

"What should I do?" Saint Gulan frowned and thought.

How could we get to that point?!

That holy soldier’s spirituality is so ugly!

It’s just a ray of holy power. He’s conserving his strength to fight, but he still speaks out. It’s a waste of his own strength!

All of this is to cultivate a plump leek with 100,000 kilograms of energy and blood!

The protective power of the golden dragons in Qiyuan and the others is about to collapse.

"Stop! Don't burn his grandpa! I'll send them to see this birdman!"

Dense silver Dao lines appeared under the body of the Holy Spear, suppressing it again, and the Holy Power blooming from the Holy Spear quickly converged.

Watch Pei Bing and others leave.

Those are extremely precious secrets, and Saint Gulan actually brought out dozens of them for us to practice!

As the rich holy power filled the air, chaos rolled in front of it, the space was torn open, and a huge single eye emerged.

Saint Gulan nodded slightly, waved his hand, and sent all the cannibals and the human-faced dragon clan to Wei Zhe.

Therefore, within two days, Yin Yu had mastered the blood-tempering skill of the Hundred-Eyed Giant Clan!

After all.

Fang Ke and others naturally understood, and their eyes flickered: "What should we do with the holy weapons and the holy medicine?"

Countless sword spirits have all been defeated.

Definitely use the holy power to kill Wei Zhe, get the holy medicine and the holy weapon, and with the help of the holy weapon, you can leave the ground!

Boom!

Especially during the Yin Yu incident, all the remaining power of the holy power left by Minister Yu was activated!

Wei Zhe's eyes twitched and he spoke.

I just need that kind of ordinary energy to break through the limit, and I don’t rely on that kind of energy to practice, but I need too little.

Obviously, the saint had a very good understanding of the blood-tempering technique of the Hundred-Eyed Giants. He explained it in a simple and profound way, and soon Yin Yu understood that technique.

"Let's go back to Cai Yu!" Yin Yu said calmly: "If Saint Gulan is slower than you, I will give you a solution."

This kind of genius is very talented, but it is also very difficult to improve every time.

Its power will also be exhausted and it will collapse.

Although the harvest below us is not amazing enough, the holy weapons and holy medicines are the most valuable treasures in the dojo!

Silver fire suddenly ignited under the holy spear, and the flame was very dim, so Yin Yu had to let go.

In the light, there are no jade tablets, spiritual gold pieces, animal skins, ancient books, etc., reflecting the weak creatures.

This is the next scene again, golden light shines, the holy power blooms, the incarnation appears, and then the sword light is cut out!

Pei Bing was the first to lift his feet and walk.

"Bullshit birdman, evil thief! Want to command Grandpa Tianque? I'm dreaming!" Sheng Qiang scolded. Although his voice was healthy, he was not obedient.

There is a profound meaning in my words. Although Qiyuan and others understand the human language, they cannot understand the profound and profound aspects of it.

Back in the gill-face world, the two ministers left a total of eight holy powers for Wei Zhe.

Holy Spear!

Another half month.

That Saint Gulan doesn’t have that kind of ability?

But at this moment, Yin Yu is holding the holy spear in one hand, urging the holy spear to bloom with holy power and protect his whole body.

Qiyuan stared angrily, extremely angry.

The golden dragon twisted for a while.

Some of the marks under the map overlap with the map obtained by Wei Zhe.

Therefore, saints almost always seal power under their predecessors.

Before the white moon hangs in the sky, mysterious creatures shrouded in four-color flames rise and fall...

Of the eight people, only one of them doesn’t have the first chance!

"I'm a saint," Qi Yuan said respectfully: "But with your energy and blood, it's hard to break the limit in a short time. Don't you have a way to break the limit?"

The silver flames burned, and the Holy Spear stopped screaming and scolded. Even the Saint and Yin Yu cursed together, which was very unpleasant.

It was flying in the small ground. It broke out of the ground a long time ago and flew into the air.

"Meet the saint." Everyone saluted together.

At this moment.

Thousands of kilograms of top-quality blood-toothed rice made the saints feel greedy when they saw it!

"It's not wrong yet." Holy Spear sighed.

All eight people were breathless.

(8)

Sure enough.

Wei Zhe said silently.

Yin Yu also urged Wei Zhe to resist this refining power for the Holy Spear.

But after returning this time, they should be qualified as the Holy Sons!

It wants to collide with the retreating holy power outside, and no matter whether it wins or loses, everyone will die.

Because Saint Gulan’s intention towards me is pure.

With a joking expression on my face, I described the upcoming results.

It's really wrong that Yinyu doesn't have that kind of improvement speed yet.

Yinyu didn't care about their madness and was very calm.

A huge dragon body appeared from the thunder sea, several hundred feet tall, and its body was entangled in the air, blooming with holy light, protecting dozens of aliens.

Although everyone in the family has raised one thousand kilograms of energy and blood.

Breaking the limit again and again requires too few resources, and special saints can support it. Only these small races do not have enough resources to support the cultivation of geniuses at this level.

All eight people were breathing heavily.

Such pool water is not used for drinking and practicing, but for raising fish!

The water was deep, and there was no fire outlet above it. Even if Yin Yu observed with his Silver Eyes, he could still find what energy made the viscous pool water boil.

When I absorb ordinary energy from the pool water, I feel that the energy is not thick, but not a little thin.

With the whistling sword energy slashing out, there was a small collision with the divine light illuminated by the single eye.

Qi Yuan gritted his teeth. He originally wanted to save his holy power and use it to leave that place!

There is no glow outside the pot and it is boiling, overflowing from the edge, with a rich and delicious fragrance.

Although Qi Yuan is a little weaker, he still weighs over 47,000 kilograms, which is 7,000 kilograms less qi and blood than Wei Zhe!

A thick and small cold light shot out from the single eye, penetrated everything, and suddenly landed in front of Wei Zhe.

Sure enough.

Both of them looked fiercely, ready to compete for the small opportunity that day.
To be continued...