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Chapter 697 Lead the snake out of the hole!

The moment he escaped from the trap, Wang Baole's injuries could no longer be suppressed and exploded, blood spurted out, and even more blood overflowed along the cracks in the emperor's armor, spreading in the starry sky, forming blood streaks, and the emperor

The armor persisted until now, but could no longer maintain it. It shattered suddenly, turned into broken meridians, and retracted into Wang Baole's body.

Because it was not Emperor Beng's armor removal, even though the Emperor's armor was severely damaged, it could still be restored after nourishment as long as there was enough spiritual energy. However, it was so tragic that it was also clear how difficult Wang Baole's battle was.

And without the protection of the imperial armor, Wang Baole's whole vision was blurred as he rushed out, as if the oil had run out and all his energy had been used up, but... the crisis did not disappear completely as he rushed out.

Almost at the moment he escaped from the trap, the big black hand that was shattered both inside and outside at the same time, during the process of fragmentation, there was a mark formed by the mist, which flew out directly and was about to be imprinted on Wang Baole.

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This mark exudes the meaning of decay, as if it can extinguish all vitality and corrode all breath!

Once it is sealed, Wang Baole will definitely die in his current state!

But Wang Baole was unable to avoid it. Not only the imperial armor disappeared from his body, but also the main eye of Nightmare was blurred a lot. It was finally imprinted on Wang Baole's eyebrows, turning into a totem like a third eye.

So in the face of this imminent sign, Wang Baole relied on his previous sound transmission arrangements for Feng Qiuran. Once Feng Qiuran had an accident, Wang Baole could only bet that the natal scabbard in his body would be able to passively explode in this life-and-death crisis.

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Fortunately, Feng Qiuran did not disappoint Wang Baole. She had always paid close attention to this battle. The moment Wang Baole rushed out, she rushed to meet Wang Baole. In one step, she reached Wang Baole's side, hugged him, turned around and waved her left hand.

Lifting the seal, all his spiritual skills exploded, and he even didn't care about the injury, and pressed directly towards the coming mark.

With this press, Feng Qiuran's face turned pale, and a white vase appeared directly outside his palm, which directly touched the mark.

The vase shattered in the roar, but the black mark was also blocked by the collapse of the vase, losing its life-killing power. It also gave Feng Qiuran enough time to shake her body and transform into Changhong with Wang Baole.

In an instant, he left the battlefield area, and under the cover and support of Li Xingwen and others as well as the federal warship, he finally approached and flew into the federal warship.

Almost as soon as he entered the battleship, Li Xingwen rushed over with an anxious look on his face. He seemed to have no time to pay attention to the backlash of his injury. Feng Qiuran, who was staggering, took Wang Baole from Feng Qiuran and looked at him with a pale face.

Wang Baole, who seemed unable to open his eyes, felt that his body was in a state of exhaustion, and Li Xingwen's heart suddenly tightened.

"You boy..."

"Master..." Wang Baole, who seemed to have heard Li Xingwen's voice, and whose consciousness was a little blurry, reluctantly opened his eyes. When he saw Li Xingwen, he also noticed Feng Qiuran beside him, his eyes barely regained some energy, and he grinned.

A smile.

"Disciple, fortunately, I have lived up to my command and escorted my grandmother back safely..." Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Baole could no longer hold on. Especially after seeing the people from the Federation, he felt relaxed and tilted his head.

, passed out.

Seeing that Wang Baole had reached this point and still wanted to win over Feng Qiuran, Li Xingwen sighed in his heart. When he looked up at Feng Qiuran, the pale Feng Qiuran seemed to feel relieved and spurted out blood. He had no time to move forward and sat down cross-legged.

Start healing.

Looking at Feng Qiuran and Wang Baole, Li Xingwen raised his head and stared at the starry sky outside. After the big black hand collapsed with the power of the anti-spiritual bomb, the Dao Palace battleship and the hesitant Dao Palace monks were obviously shaken. He took a deep breath and knew

It was too close to Mercury, and the most important task this time was to pick up people. Now that he had received it, it was no surprise. He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to fight back, and ordered the battleship to retreat.

While retreating, Li Xingwen arranged for the federal warship to once again release hundreds of light groups of anti-spiritual bombs. The deterrence formed by the ready-to-go state made the Taoist cultivators shrink their gazes, and they were already hesitant.

, becomes more swaying.

Mercury's Taoist Youran also fell silent. His big move just now has consumed a lot of his accumulation. Once he strikes again, it will affect the repair of the Weiyang tribe's death battleship. At the same time, the deterrence of the anti-spiritual bomb also has a certain effect, so he

After narrowing his eyes, he weighed it up, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and did not stop it.

In this way, the federal warship slowly retreated, until the black hole-like vortex formed by the solar system formation jumped and disappeared behind the starry sky. The battlefield was silent for a long time, and the Taoist palace warships and monks here dispersed in silence.

go.

At the same time, after leaving safely, Li Xingwen immediately ordered a temporary guard formation to be set up at the place where Feng Qiuran was healing, and at the same time arranged for trustworthy monks to protect the law here, while he himself sent Wang Baole into the secret room.

, with the help of the solar system formation and the federal resources, we will try our best to provide Wang Baole with the best healing environment.

After it was confirmed that Wang Baole was just unconscious and nothing serious, Li Xingwen breathed a sigh of relief, dispersed his spiritual thoughts, and protected the two of them at the same time.

Time passed slowly. After several hours passed as the Federation battleship crossed the starry sky and headed for the defense line of Venus, Wang Baole in the secret room slowly opened his eyes.

As his eyes opened and closed, Wang Baole could not help but grit his teeth due to deep fatigue and severe pain from inside and outside his body. He reluctantly got up and sat down cross-legged. Panting, he looked around and found what he was doing.

After entering the secret room and feeling the rich spiritual energy here, he recalled everything before, and when his spiritual consciousness spread out, without anyone noticing, he saw the battleship where he was, Feng Qiuran who was healing, and Li who was guarding them outside.

Writing.

All this made Wang Baole feel truly relieved.

"Finally, I'm not dead. I returned to the Federation safely." Wang Baole rubbed his stomach that didn't feel as soft as before. With his heart relaxed, he instinctively took out a pack of snacks from his storage bracelet and ate it.

He is also checking his injuries.

"The injury is not serious, and the damage to the imperial armor is not small, but it is not a big deal. Ten bottles of spiritual liquid... Well, twenty bottles, it is enough for me to repair it."

Wang Baole ate snacks and did not heal his wounds immediately. Instead, after some calculations, he took out the ice spirit water and drank a whole bottle. Then he squinted his eyes, raised his hand and touched the black eye totem on his eyebrows, recalling the previous narrow escape.

fighting.

"The power of the Nightmare Eye Technique is more terrifying than I imagined. Just condensing nearly ten thousand Nightmare Eyes can dissipate half of the power of the black hand." Wang Baole did not immediately feel the totem between his eyebrows, but looked at it slightly.

After a flash of checking, he put the snacks aside, took out the elixir bottle filled with spiritual liquid from the storage bracelet, put it next to his nose and took a deep breath.

With this inhalation, the elixir bottle suddenly trembled, and the spiritual liquid inside instantly turned into a rich and indescribable spiritual mist. It penetrated into Wang Baole's seven orifices in an instant. It shocked Wang Baole's body and spread rapidly in his body.

Repair the body.

After quickly finishing one bottle, Wang Baole took out the second bottle and the third bottle. After a stick of incense, when the empty bottles around Wang Baole piled up to more than thirty, his eyes suddenly opened.

There is still a sense of malaise due to mental exhaustion, but all physical injuries have been fully recovered.

Even the imperial armor was nourished by this spiritual liquid, and the damaged areas were completely healed and restored to integrity. However, Zhuduo's storage needed to absorb the power of flesh and blood to accumulate, so Wang Baole did not waste the spiritual liquid to fill it up.

After doing all this, Wang Baole took a deep breath and prepared to close his eyes to rest and let his tired spirit take a rest. According to his judgment, when he woke up, it would be the moment when the battleship arrived at Venus.

He did not see Zhao Yameng and others on the battleship, but his spiritual mind swept across the entire battleship. From the chats between the federal monks here, he also heard a lot of news. After joining together, he not only learned more about the battle situation, but also learned about Zhao Yameng and others.

No problem, the reason why I didn't accompany the battleship was because I was out on a mission.

"I have to think about how I should express my humility after they see me become so powerful all of a sudden, and they feel strong admiration for me."

In this expectation, Wang Baole slowly closed his eyes, seemingly relaxed, but deep in his eyes, the cold light was still there... At the moment when his eyes were closed, the totem of the Nightmare Lord's Eye on his eyebrows,

Suddenly it moved, as if it came to life, and its closed black eyes actually... opened on their own!

And at the moment it opened, the will contained within it exploded. It seemed that for it, Wang Baole's state at this moment was the best time for it to seize the body and control it!


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