Sun Shangxiang suddenly raised his head and looked at the dragon and elephant pulling the cart across the void, and murmured to himself.
"I'm going to work hard too."
Sun Shangxiang's eyes flashed with determination, he came back to his senses and shouted softly.
"Keep training!"
Before he finished speaking, he started training first, with other female soldiers following closely behind.
What no one knows is that deep in Sun Shangxiang's sea of consciousness, a trace of aura seeps out of a dark bead.
Wisps of black aura mixed with the spiritual power of the sea of consciousness. From the virtual to the real, from the false to the real, a real sculpture slowly took shape.
The sculpture is about the size of a fist and has a base. On top is a slim female soldier wearing close-fitting leather armor and holding two sharp swords. She looks like a warrior or a dancer.
Special unit - Sword Dancer!
"Sister Tang Jie, come on."
Next to Sun Shangxiang, Tang Jie, who had a cold face, was training silently. No one was supervising him, but he was training harder than anyone else.
The original feeling of fighting came back to me, holding a pair of daggers, dancing gracefully among the wooden piles, with murderous intent.
.........
"Moo!"
The dragon elephant let out a light moo, and its legs, which were like gold and jade pillars, fell down. Taking advantage of the slight ripples in the void, they pulled the dragon chariot across the void and headed west.
There were only four people on the Panlong chariot: Fang Fan, Tang Jiajun, Dian Wei, and Shi Yong.
Fang Fan leaned on the chariot, closed his eyes slightly, and practiced silently.
After arranging everything in Ning'an, he didn't waste a moment and drove directly out of Ning'an, heading towards the west.
"Lord, wouldn't it be a bit risky for us to go through this trip like this?"
Tang Jiajun frowned and said worriedly.
When Fang Fan heard this, he opened his eyes. At this moment, a sharp light burst out from his eyes, and then it became restrained the next moment, and his eyes became deep and distant.
"Don't worry, I'm sure. The relationship between that big bird and me is more complicated than you think."
After hearing what Fang Fan said, Tang Jiajun said nothing more, just nodded and retreated to the back.
Tranquility returned to the battlefield once again, and even the high-speed wind was blocked by a layer of pale golden film.
At this moment, Dian Wei's eyes moved, he licked his lips, and his hands eagerly grabbed the short halberd on his waist.
The next moment, an eagle swooped down from the sky, and saw only a black arc, its sound was far behind.
But before Dian Wei could do anything, a pale golden elephant trunk appeared out of thin air in front of the black fox.
The next moment, the phantom of a mountain range appeared on the elephant's trunk, which looked vaguely similar to the true shape of Huashan Mountain.
Bang!
The black falcon seemed to hit the mountain range on its own initiative. With the speed of the falcon, the speed of the elephant's trunk waving, and the heaviness of the mountain range, the black falcon turned into blood mist all over the sky at the moment of collision, and only pieces of black feathers fell down.
"Moo!"
Dragon Elephant mooed lightly, a strong wind surged out of his nose, blowing away the blood mist and black feathers, and then pulled the Panlong chariot across.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Dian Wei always felt that Long Xiang glanced at him when he was mooing lightly.
At this moment, Dian Wei's hands suddenly felt itchy, and he picked up the short halberd fiercely.
At this time, Fang Fan glanced at him.
"Dianwei, I advise you to take it easy. Although you are both innate, you have re-trained on Dragon Elephant, so your foundation is quite solid.
Although it still has not become a six-level innate at the king level, it has found its own way by relying on me, and even among the five-level innates, it is the best."
Dian Wei hesitated when he heard this. He was probably afraid of Long Xiang. Since he was a bodyguard by Fang Fan's side, there was nothing to interfere with him.
In addition, he is indeed aware of his shame and then becomes brave, so he has also achieved innateness, which is still the fifth level of innateness second only to the king. His strength has become extremely terrifying, so he is naturally not afraid of dragons and elephants.
He's just confused.
"My lord advises me not to fight, I should listen."
"This beast provokes me, no matter what it is, just go over and smash it to death and eat the meat.
The worst case scenario is that I, Lao Dian, will pull the cart for my lord, so..."
At this moment, Long Xiang turned around and glanced at Dian Wei with his big eyes, as if to say something.
"Cowarded?"
Fang Fan was speechless when he saw this. As expected, Dian Wei's body instantly burst into flames of energy and blood.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom! Boom!
"Did Long Xiang lose his brain during the re-training? Where was his composure before? Where was he as thick as a mountain and as reliable as a mountain?"
Fang Fan's mind was filled with questions, and he slapped Long Xiang and Dian Wei away with a speechless slap. The dragon coiled around the chariot quickly flew forward, pulling the chariot across the void.
Dian Wei, who was riding on the head of a dragon and elephant, holding the elephant's trunk and thrusting a short halberd into it, suddenly became anxious as he watched the chariot go further and further away.
"Master, wait for me."
Dian Wei let go of the elephant's trunk and ran out, but the next moment the pale golden trunk appeared at Dian Wei's feet, twisting, pulling, and twitching.
Boom!!
The earth trembled.
But the dragon chariot in the sky has gone away, and the dragon elephant is looking at the potholes in the ground proudly.
But the next moment, it suddenly felt something was wrong, and a breath that seemed to come from the wilderness rose into the sky from the pit.
A tall black figure walked out of the dust, its muscles coiled like a horned dragon, exuding a luster similar to obsidian.
Behind him, a phantom of a wild demon god slowly emerged, and qi and blood hundreds of meters high rose into the sky, and the air was slightly distorted by the heat of qi and blood.
The dragon elephant retreated step by step, suddenly frightened, and hurriedly mooed.
"Moo, moo, moo."
Dian Wei had a sinister smile on his face.
"This kind of strength is enough to be the lord's mount. Come on, come on."
The phantom hand of the Savage Demon God reached out, grabbed the pale golden elephant's trunk, pulled the trunk and dragged it into the dust.
The dragon elephant stepped on the ground with all four limbs and fell backwards. However, it still slid forward under the hands of the wild demon, scraping a ravine on the ground.
The dragon elephant was completely submerged in the dust and smoke, and the next moment...
Boom boom boom! Boom! Moo! Boom boom boom! Moo~
Soon after, the dragon and elephant, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and a trembling trunk, came back to the front of the chariot, squeezed away the dragon, and pulled the chariot.
Behind him, Dian Wei moved his hands in a refreshing manner, stood on the car, and patted Shi Yong's shoulder with his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan.
"Do you want to practice?"
Shi Yong, whose shoulders were numb and unconscious, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, but before he could refuse, Dian Wei agreed for him.
Boom!
After a long time, Dian Wei took Shi Yong, who had a bruised nose and face, back to the Panlong chariot.
Just when Fang Fan thought that the meeting was finally going to adjourn, Long Xiang, who had recovered from his injuries, suddenly started to move again and glanced at Dian Wei with a pair of eyes.
"siskin."
Fang Fan was speechless and held his forehead, the next moment... boom boom boom boom!
And amidst all this fighting and fussing, Fang Fan finally arrived at the destination of his trip.
A lush and dense forest, and in the middle of the forest, a group of golden trees soared into the sky, towering over the sky.
