Standing on the ancient bronze sword, in this dark sky, where space fragmentation and restrictions could be seen from time to time, Wang Baole looked extremely ugly. He couldn't understand why Taoist Youran had been resurrected despite being killed by him.
"Clone?" Wang Baole was silent, with doubts appearing in the depths of his eyes. At the same time, there was also a cold light like the light of a blade. In conjunction with the fluctuations in his cultivation, waves of evil aura spread out.
"Time is running out..." Wang Baole closed his eyes. After a few breaths, he slowly opened his eyes. Without any hesitation, he opened the storage bags of the Weiyang tribe and found the sealed Feng Qiuran.
Although Feng Qiuran was seriously injured and comatose, and almost ran out of oil, the injury was only one of the most fundamental reasons for all this. The most important thing was that she had no time and no conditions to heal her injuries, which made her injuries continue to worsen and her cultivation level dropped.
Arrive at Yuanying.
Whether it was Feng Qiuran's previous protection for Wang Baole or her attitude towards the Federation, no matter which aspect, Wang Baole had to save Feng Qiuran, so even if he was anxious at the moment, he still managed to calm himself down and took out a pill bottle.
The spiritual liquid inside was released and blended into Feng Qiuran's body.
This spiritual liquid was extraordinary. Even if it was just a bottle, the effect was astonishing. As it was absorbed, Feng Qiuran's complexion turned from pale to rosy almost instantly, and his body also woke up from coma after a shock.
The moment she saw Wang Baole, Feng Qiuran's eyes clearly shrank. After Wang Baole's explanation, she confirmed Wang Baole's identity. Feng Qiuran was not too surprised about Wang Baole's promotion to Nascent Soul, but when she noticed the corpses of the Weiyang tribe around her
Later, Feng Qiuran was shocked inside.
Faintly, she could see that Wang Baole's promotion was anything but ordinary, but now was not the time to elaborate. The two of them did not waste time. After briefly communicating and sharing the news, they immediately flew out and headed straight to the vast Dao Palace in the sword hilt area.
The teleportation array there is the only place where one can leave. Even if one can guess the planet Mercury on the other side of the teleportation array, it is likely to be in bad luck, but if one wants to return to the Federation, there is no other way.
"Baole, the spiritual liquid in this elixir bottle is extraordinary. It is so rich that I have never seen it even when the Dao Palace was at its peak. It is your chance to get this bottle. Don't waste it on me."
Now, take it. After we go to the Federation, you..." With the help of the spiritual liquid just now, Feng Qiuran managed to suppress his injuries and handed the elixir bottle to Wang Baole. She knew her injuries very well and understood that it would be too difficult to recover.
If it's too big, this bottle of spiritual liquid can only keep you at Nascent Soul.
Therefore, according to the preciousness of this spiritual liquid, it may be more useful to leave it to Wang Baole himself. After all, the corpses of the Weiyang tribe around him have already shown that Wang Baole's combat power is much stronger than his current self.
"Elder Qiuran, how much of this spiritual liquid do you need to restore your spiritual cultivation?" Wang Baole said in a deep voice while flying quickly without picking up the elixir bottle.
Feng Qiuran was startled. Wang Baole's words made her feel disbelief and expectation in her heart. Her eyes instantly brightened and she breathed a little urgently.
"Five bottles...three bottles will do!"
Without saying a word, Wang Baole raised his right hand and patted the storage bag. He immediately took out six pill bottles and threw them all to Feng Qiuran. Each one was filled with spiritual liquid. Their appearance immediately caused the spiritual energy in the surrounding area to flicker.
Too rich.
"This..." Looking at these pill bottles and feeling the spiritual liquid inside, Feng Qiuran was shocked again. In disbelief, she raised her right hand to put away the pill bottles, and then took a deep look at the gloomy-looking man.
Wang Baole.
"Baole, give me half a month, I..."
"Half a month is too long! Elder Qiuran, can you recover your spiritual cultivation within three days?" Wang Baole turned his right hand and took out more than twenty pill bottles from hundreds of pill bottles in his storage bag.
Pass it to Feng Qiuran.
"Yes!" Feng Qiuran's eyes widened. After taking a breath, her eyes showed a strong light. After she spoke quickly, she suddenly remembered something. She raised her right hand and handed Wang Baole a storage bracelet.
"This is yours, right? I took it away for you before the Wuyang warship left."
Looking at the storage bracelet, Wang Baole was refreshed. This was indeed his storage bracelet. It was left with his clone at that time. However, the clone's death caused the bracelet to be lost. It contained almost half of his magic weapons and treasures.
Originally, he had fought with Taoist Youran before, and then fell into coma and had a breakthrough in cultivation, so Wang Baole didn't have much time to regret it, and planned to look for it later. Now that the thing has returned to its original owner, Wang Baole took it and felt it, nodded to Feng Qiuran, and the two of them didn't pause again.
, galloping away.
Although this place is some distance from the main island of Daogong, it would take at least half a month to reach it at normal speed. However, after mastering the control of Feixiantai, the distance is no longer a problem for Wang Baole.
So he and Feng Qiuran quickly found a Feixian platform, merged into the flying smoke, and went straight to the main island in the hilt area. Feng Qiuran was no stranger to the Feixian platform, but she was not qualified to open it, nor did she know the mantra to control it. After all,
When the Taoist Palace was in its heyday, Feixian Terrace required at least personal status before it could be used.
And watching Wang Baole's extremely skillful performance, even if Feng Qiuran knew Wang Baole's identity, he still had a suspicion in his mind, vaguely seeing that Wang Baole's breakthrough in cultivation must be an unimaginable blessing. Nine times out of ten, this blessing
There is some connection with the ancestors who are suspected of being sleeping in the Cangwu Dao Palace.
But Wang Baole didn't speak. Although Feng Qiuran had a guess, she didn't ask because she knew that Wang Baole was more anxious to go to the Federation than she was and was more worried about this war than she was.
So since he didn't speak, it meant that the fortune he had obtained and the information he might know were of little help to the war. In fact, this was indeed the case. After Wang Baole knew that Taoist Youran was not dead, he also wanted to go to the third hall and take a look.
Can you please bring out the ancestor inside?
But in the end, he rejected this choice!
Using a tiger to drive away a wolf may not lead to good results. There is a high possibility that after driving the wolf away, the tiger will bite you back!
In the final analysis, today's Federation still has too little background and experience. Therefore, the best way for this war is for the Federation to resolve it itself and grow. And once an irresistible fate arises, Wang Baole's choice will not be those with unknown attitudes.
Ancestors, but my senior brothers!
"Cangmang Taoist Palace is an outsider after all..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Even in his heart, he was wary of Feng Qiuran. However, Wang Baole hid very deeply and quietly, he and Feng Qiuran went straight to the main island of Cangmang.
Time flies, two days have passed!
Because the climate and environment in the hilt area are better than those of the sword body, the flying smoke is also much faster. In two days, Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran, who had recovered most of their cultivation during the treatment, finally returned to the master of the Cangmang Dao Palace.
island.
Today, the main island is almost empty. There are not many monks left. Only a few Weiyang clan members are left here just in case. However, they are no match for Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran. With the arrival of the two,
They didn't hold back at all and started killing them directly.
The entire killing process lasted about one stick of incense. After the seven or eight Weiyang tribesmen who remained here were all killed by the two of them without spreading the news, Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran arrived at the teleportation array.
Next, carefully check to confirm that there is no problem, and then the formation is activated.
As the formation filled the sky with bright light and the earth roared and trembled, Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran looked at each other.
"Elder Qiuran, let's not separate after we get out. You follow me... and we'll fight our way out!"
"Don't you want to wait another day? I still need one more day to fully recover my cultivation. Now I can only barely reach the level of spiritual enlightenment." Feng Qiuran was silent for a few breaths and asked Wang Baole.
Wang Baole said nothing and bowed deeply to Feng Qiuran.
Looking at Wang Baole and feeling the weight on Wang Baole's body, Feng Qiuran sighed softly and did not speak again. Instead, his body's cultivation suddenly started to move, and his spiritual cultivation suddenly exploded, and he stepped into the teleportation array.
After her, Wang Baole took a deep breath, and the blood-colored meridians outside his body instantly transformed, forming a red imperial armor with a clicking sound. The ferocious fit with his majestic body caused the evil figure to reappear, and he stepped into the teleportation array.
Almost at the moment when both of them entered the formation, the teleportation array started roaring, bright light shot up into the sky, and the waves that were set off formed a circular impact in all directions, causing the heaven and earth to change, and the wind and clouds to roll back, the two figures in the formation were revealed.