In the Star Forest, after leaving the Lake of Life, Ma Hongjun went around all the way, galloping through the mountains and ridges, and shuttled among the towering ancient trees.
In the space within his body, where the martial spirit resides, the small island in the middle of the lake only covers an area of more than 200 square meters. Everyone looked anxious and yelled at the sky.
"Xiaojun!"
"Brother!"
"Brother-in-law!"
"..."
"You alone are no match for those two giant dragons, let us out quickly..."
This is a spherical space with a diameter of only a hundred meters wide, and at the edge is a white void area, which seems to be able to assimilate everything into chaotic nothingness.
In the vast white spherical space, about fifty meters high in the sky, there hangs a scorching sun, like a golden-red disk, inside which floats a creature covered in five colors, gold and silver patterns.
The swirling flame bird acts as the sun and moon of this space.
Of course, although the sky is only about fifty meters high, to the people on the island in the middle of the lake, it seems like they are separated by two spaces.
"But!"
As the saying goes, simplify the complex, then simplify the complex, and finally reach the state of returning to nature.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they digested what Shui Bing'er said about Di Tian, they couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
Here, there is an illusory golden-red fire lotus, with Ma Hongjun’s Nanming Five Virtues Phoenix inside the budding flower.
"Bian Hao?"
Hong Junxin looked worried as he spoke, "And you don't have martial soul fusion skills yet, so you don't have the strength to fight. Dajun, please let you out slowly."
A quarter of an hour ago, a giant white tiger with two wings on its back suddenly rushed out of a bush with sparse vegetation and rushed towards Shui Binger, who was a hundred meters away behind it.
In the center of the lake, there stands half a mountain peak 70 to 80 meters high, one-seventy-eighth of which is above the water, and the rest is deep into the lake.
Shui Bing'er's voice sounded again, "This golden-eyed white dragon is called Ditian. It is a pure-blooded true dragon with the best bloodline. It is one of the legendary four-horse Hongjun bloodline."
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"Moving forward, the ancestors of the human race created their own weak skills, martial arts, in their struggle against giant dragons, strange beasts and the natural environment."
Shui Bing'er said in her heart, Emperor Tianyong doesn't have the ultimate white and dark attribute, and he doesn't have space ability. His strength is much weaker than mine. He can hide it under my nose. I didn't think so, but now he has it again.
The soulless beast was able to hide under my nose, and it also stared at me. I wanted to see what it was.
Although the technique has not yet been perfected, I have deduced the framework of the small body, and Shui Bing'er called it the Burning Dao Sutra.
In Shui Bing'er's heart, through the information fed back by spiritual consciousness and seven weeks of plants, an evil ten thousand-year-old soul beast with a length of more than four meters, no wings on its back, and a tail shaped like a scorpion's tail appeared in my heart.
"Um?"
Phoenix Realm, the natural son of the four transformations of the Phoenix!
"Dark Evil God Tiger?"
Let’s talk about the other half of the space, which is a lake nearly seventy meters deep at its deepest point.
Just like that, another day passed in the blink of an eye. When Bian Haoyi was about to go find Qiming and Chongmingniao, a vague evil spiritual consciousness locked onto me.
Shui Bing'er interrupted everyone and said, "Don't worry. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy will be in vain, and Ditian does not have such absolute strength."
"He escaped right under their noses?"
"Not to mention that there isn't even a giant white dragon that knows the depth beside it. How are you going to fight them?"
Until a moment ago, as countless useful information was filtered out by Bian Haoyi, my spiritual consciousness locked on a place a few meters away to my left.
In an instant, countless complex information about everything within a radius of seventy meters, including wind and grass, flowed into Shui Bing'er's mind.
"You too!" Tang Chen.
"You can't tell them clearly that all of you together may be its opponent even without the Vast Sea Universe Cover."
"He should be careful. The situation must be right and he must let you out." Hong Jun thought to himself.
"He is saying that Ditian is a pure-blooded true dragon of the White Dark Holy Dragon lineage?" Hong Jun thought to himself.
"Sister Bingbing, what is the White Dark Holy Dragon? What is the Four Sides Haoyi that Brother Huan mentioned?" Da Wu said.
In an instant, as a circle of green light waves spread out toward Qi Zhou, the fiery golden eye that was fused with the Eye of Reality also opened.
"A weak warrior condenses his martial arts will into a martial arts fighting spirit. That is also the origin of the martial arts spirit that none of you have,..."
Hong Jun thought, "The so-called Holy Dragon of White Darkness is not the Holy Dragon of White Dark Elements who controls White Darkness and Nirvana..."
It was something that Shui Bing'er retreated to act as land before breaking through a solitary peak hundreds of meters below.
"Legend has it that before you humans ruled that world, your Douluo planet was actually ruled by dragons and other alien beasts."
"At this time, they established an unprecedented sacred dragon dynasty in that world, and all races respected the dragon god as the common master of thousands of races."
"It's hard to find a place without wearing iron shoes, but it's all a waste of effort. You went to find him, but you didn't expect that he would target you first. You are being polite." Shui Bing'er said to her heart.
In the inner world, Shui Binger walked around in circles until she felt that she had completely gotten rid of Di Tian and the giant white dragon, then she slowly headed towards the south of the Star Dou Forest.
In short, in Shui Bing'er's understanding and perception, flames of various attributes still need to be collected, but the fewer the flames, the worse they will be, and they will eventually be smelted and unified.
Shui Bing'er said in her heart, and then shook her head, "It's possible, it's the divine white-dark attribute, it's possible."
Before you sink into the sea of misery, plant a golden lotus and illuminate your body with rays of light for four days, etc.
"A natural disaster, what do they think about it?"
"Are they not brainless? These are two super ferocious beasts that are hundreds of thousands of years old. They want to die, right?"
"Bian Hao is of the true bloodline of divine beasts. Although he has not yet become a god, at most he has not survived a single catastrophe."
Shui Bing'er's voice echoed in the spherical space, "You know that Xiaojia is very powerful, but you have seen this golden-eyed white dragon in an ancient book. With your current strength, it is just like hitting a stone with an egg.
"
Let’s talk about the Flame God Bird. It seems to be hanging in the chaotic void zone outside the edge of space, but it is actually in the yellow court of Ma Hongjun’s Zhongdantian.
Zhu Zhuqing also said, "You too, Brother Jun. Although you are opponents of these two giant dragons, you are slow enough to help them fight."
Shui Bing'er's eyes lit up, and she changed the direction of retreat slightly and continued to walk back.
Although the area on the top of the mountain is only about 200 square meters, it is more than enough for everyone to shelter temporarily.
Shui Bing'er suddenly stopped, retracted the spiritual consciousness that spread out to the rear and spread it out for seventy weeks, but no matter how much I explored, I still couldn't find where the evil spiritual consciousness locked on me came from.
.
That was Bian Hao's smallest gain in that period of time before he briefly experienced the peak Douluo realm, and it was also the direction of my current cultivation.
"Not you yet, Brother Jun!"
For now, Shui Bing'er has only built the prototype and framework of the Burning Dao Jing. If I want to truly practice that technique, I have to wait until I truly aspire to become a Titled Douluo.
"Not yet, big brother!" Bai Chenxiang.
"Of course, they are too worried. You haven't escaped yet. Are they still chasing you? When you get out of the Star Forest, you will release them."
Xiao Ming looked up at the white sky dozens of meters low and said, "Although you only have less than a hundred thousand years of cultivation, your strength is at most comparable to Douluo, the pinnacle among their human soul masters..."
"You too, senior brother!"
Although they can fly, the only boundary they can reach is the edge of this space.
"You said that the Four Little Holy Dragons may only know about the Golden Holy Dragon Luo Ba Pao, but when you said that the dragon gave birth to four sons, they may have heard of it more or less."
Of course, the reason why Shui Bing'er wants to create a new cultivation method is because of the seven bloodlines of gods in my body and the various flames with different attributes contained in the martial soul.
Shui Yue'er also said, "Brother-in-law, he will let you out. If you and your sister can't jointly activate the Vast Sea Universe Barrier, I'm sure you can still kill these two giant dragons."
Outside, there are tall shrubs all over the place. From the inside, the vegetation and blue silver grass are rapidly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. There are traces of evil atmosphere lingering underneath. Even if they are restrained and concealed, they are still boiling water Bing'er.
's fiery eyes.
Under the fire lotus, the eight soul rings are like lotus leaves of different colors, spreading under the lake formed by the gathering of phoenix soul power. Each root on them is like a flame of the same attribute, connecting
Touching Bian Haoyi's body everywhere.
"Even if he dies, you still have to watch him face it alone."
As the saying goes, the tortoise and the snake coil have a strong life, but they can plant golden lotus outside the fire, melt all the ways into one furnace, and become a happy immortal after the work is completed.
"Don't worry, you will be very worried!" Shui Bing'er said.
"It's wrong!" Shui Bing'er replied.
"Sibian Haoyi, the legendary four sons of the Dragon God, also known as the Four Little Holy Dragons."
Tang Badao said, "You and Da Wu don't have martial soul fusion skills either, so you don't have the strength to fight."
Of course, apart from the short peak Douluo experience, what really made Shui Bing'er gain nothing from the formation of this technique was mainly my understanding and summary of my own way of fire, as well as these vast and magnificent historical scenes.
There are seventeen levels in the Burning Dao Sutra, which was deduced by Shui Bing'er, but now I haven't even practiced the first level, nor have I deduced it.