A World Worth Protecting

This animal skin that records the formula of the gods is probably because of the special material, even if it is extremely harsh, it can be preserved for a long time, so after the inspection, the three people have each printed a refining method of the gods.

As for the original animal skin, Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng were thrown to Wang Baole. After all, only Wang Baole is a law soldier. If this is not a reference value, the two will not go to the print. After all, even if It is also difficult to refine the printing.

In addition, Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan are not allowed to take the remedy on the medicinal herbs. The two are now in a critical moment of repairing. This kind of external force is very demanding. After all, it is only a short time, especially Zhao Yameng. In general, the distribution of the medicinal herbs, the two took more than half, Wang Baole just took away the remedy needed for his next retreat.

The next step is to assign the disciple token. Zhuo Yifan smiled and looked at Wang Baole. He chose to give up directly. On the one hand, he knew that his own output was not enough. On the other hand, he also understood Wang Baole’s dream and the beauty of natural adults.

Zhao Yameng is also like this. I don’t look at those tokens. I waved it directly to Wang Baole. This made Wang Baole excited. He was still wondering how to open it. Although everyone is a good brother, these tokens are after all. Fighting.

"Yameng, one, you can rest assured, as long as I become the president of the Federation, you two are my right hand and the right hand, when we are three brothers, together to achieve the way of the Emperor!" Wang Baole tempted to open his mouth, did not notice Zhao Yameng under the temperament The face is slightly cold, apparently for the brothers, there is some resistance.

Zhuo Yifan smiled dumbly and handed the compass of three French soldiers to Zhao Yameng. He took another eight-legged martial art and then put the broken nine-piece spear in front of Wang Baole.

In the relationship of three people, there is no need to say anything more. After all the resources are allocated, they sweep around and re-determine that there is no obstacle, and this has begun their respective retreats.

For Zhuo Yifan, the determination to make himself strong is extremely firm. He does not want to happen again when he was taken away by the family. The experience of being held in the family, he did not mention it to anyone, but in In his heart, it was a tear that was difficult to heal.

Therefore, he is extremely eager to become a strong man, even if it needs to pay a price, it can be accepted. For example, the inheritance of this sentiment, in fact, after he deduced his judgment, he knows that this inheritance is to the end, fearing that people are not human, soldiers are not Soldier, but he can bear the consequences, as long as it can be strong!

Therefore, at the moment, he will retreat. On the one hand, he will break through to the great foundation of the building. On the other hand, he will use the magical power of the gods and soldiers to integrate the soldiers in his own body. Even if he tries a little before this process, it will be painful. The bones are general, but the firmness and decisiveness in his eyes reveals the incomparable decision in the mind!

As for Zhao Yameng, although Zhuo Yifan does not have the desire to become the heart of the strong, but she is born or her own qualifications, in the era of the beginning of this federal civilization, it is well-deserved to be in the forefront, and the most crucial thing is her Although not too eager to become a strong, but for spiritual practice, there is a strong attachment to the avenue that her father had mentioned.

"Dream, three thousand avenues, although the articles can pass the legendary origin, but the width and the difference are different. According to the judgment of the father, the best way to do with you is not a shortcut, but its achievements are great. , enough to be listed in the top ten!"

This was when Zhao Yameng chose the martyrdom, when his father and her talked about it, even now, Zhao Yameng still remembers that at the moment, as her eyes closed, her heart slowly emerged in the ancient circle. Unexplained arrays and patterns, slowly immersed in the feelings, while swallowing the medicinal herbs in the mouth, but also quickly become a driving force, supporting her understanding, but also bombarding the foundation Oh!

Seeing that both of them began to retreat, even if Zhao Yameng had arranged the formation before the retreat, even the figure of the knees here did not dare to appear, but he still did not feel at ease, after all, although it is relatively safe, it is only a relatively outside fire. .

Therefore, in the middle of Shen Yuzhong, Wang Baole took a storage bag and directly took out the little donkey. After coming to the Cangwudao Palace, Wang Baole began to be busy, almost forgot the little donkey, and then pulled it out of the storage bag. This little donkey is a little embarrassed, and there, looking at Wang Baole.

"Oh!"

"Give a fart! Get up and work, give me a stare around, if you are in danger, yell!" Wang Baole has some guilty conscience, and he seems to be really unsuitable to be a father, always forgetting his sons. .

"Hey, I seem to have a son who forgot..." Wang Baole scratched his head, and when he was about to recall, Zhao Yameng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly burst into a breath of sin.

"This is in the shock!!" Wang Baole immediately looked at it, no longer wondering what kind of son he had forgotten until he determined that the impact of Zhao Yameng would last for a while, but it seems that because of its accumulation, it is not thick. What problems will arise, and this kicked a little grievance.

"Hurry up and work!" Wang Baole blinked.

Xiaomao suddenly snorted, but helpless lazy to climb up, look like a face of love, look around, this look, Wang Baole some guilty, so the heart is soft, tangled to take out only left A bag of already opened snacks.

There are still less than ten pieces left. Whenever Wang Baole misses the Confederacy, he will take out a piece and put it in his mouth. It can be said that he is a beloved, but at the moment, the love for his son is beyond everything. So Wang Baole took a piece of his teeth and threw it to the little donkey.

Xiaomao’s eyes lit up and he just came over to eat, but it seemed to feel a bit strange, so he smelled it and looked dub.

"Get out of the way, what do you mean, I will give you a chance to re-emerge your expression!" Wang Baole's face was ugly, licking a small donkey, and his hands raised and pinched his fingers, making a squeaking sound.

The little donkey was awkward, and the expression on his face turned into excitement and eagerness. He took the snacks without hesitation and showed a fascinating look. This made Wang Baole patted his head with satisfaction.

"Okay, since I have eaten my treasure, I will go to protect the law!" Wang Baole finished, no longer paying attention to sitting cross-legged, taking out the medicinal herbs and swallowing, began to meditate.

Before his cultivation, he had already reached the peak of the early stage of the knot, only a trace away from the middle of the knot. After many inheritances here, although he did not go to all the sentiments, the harvest was also great, which was different from the middle of the knot. That trace of distance has already passed, and at this moment, with the repair and operation, with the melting of the power of the drug, it suddenly began to impact!

Seeing Wang Baole retreating, he was posing a little squad with a patrolling guardian posture. He immediately retched and used his appetite for anything to eat. It was the first time that he appeared, and he could vomit for a long time and see himself. Nothing vomited, Xiaomao obviously sighed, and under the helplessness, he bowed his head and slammed the ground. He thought about it without a thought, but there was nothing on the ground, but it jumped directly.

As time went by, three days later, Xiaomao was boring here. Seeing Wang Baole three people had nothing to do. It turned to look at the sea of ​​fire not far from the edge. After thinking about it, he quickly ran over to the sea of ​​fire. Just take a drink...

Apparently, the sea of ​​fire is not good. The little donkey has a shackle and the tongue sticks out. In desperation, I can only come back again. I continue to lie there, squatting on the ground, turning my eyes, wondering if I want to change my father. This fat man is too ill-treated. I am not a good father.

Until seven days later, Zhuo Yifan's first breakthrough, with the roar of his body, suddenly completed a foundation, even infinitely close to the atmosphere of the knot, directly broke out from his body.

Even in this outbreak, his body has finally turned into an illusory shadow that can only appear when there is a knot, which is a red flying sword!

This flying sword is unusual, there is no hilt, only the blade, and it is evenly jagged, it looks amazing!