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Chapter 900: I'm Going Down...

The power of his imperial armor was completely restored, and his injuries completely disappeared. As for his cultivation... finally, at this moment, it exploded like crazy. As his body trembled, a cracking sound like a broken mirror came from his mind.

Following this, a majestic force that far exceeded the previous one burst out from within the body. After spreading throughout the body in an instant, the momentum formed directly exceeded the previous one by far.

His cultivation level broke through in an instant, from the late stage of spiritual immortal to... the great perfection of spiritual immortal!

This made Wang Baole laugh uncontrollably, and the light in his eyes became brighter. Just when he was about to continue paddling to see if his cultivation could be stabilized, the paper man next to him slowly raised his right hand.

As his right hand was raised, the meaning was self-evident, this was asking Wang Baole to return the paper paddle.

Wang Baole hesitated for a moment, blinked, and then spoke carefully.

"Well...senior, do you want to take a rest? I can still do it!" As he said that, he quickly stroked again.

"Senior, look, I'm not bad at rowing." Wang Baole noticed that the paper man's eyes were glowing, and he was a little trembling in his heart, but he couldn't bear to bear this fate, so he gritted his teeth, showed a sincere smile on his face, and rowed again

For a moment.

After rowing out this time, Wang Baole suddenly felt a little cold in his body. This cold feeling came from the paper man. Of course, the more than thirty geniuses in the cabin also had bad eyes at this moment, with some hidden or obvious jealousy.

, as if he wished he could tell Wang Baole to get out of here.

This kind of mentality is normal, it is the kind of mentality that if I can't get it, you'd better not get it either.

However, in Wang Baole's view, these are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. These people are not in his eyes at all. At this moment, in the cold, Wang Baole is extremely tangled in his heart, but he has always been bold, and he is even more cruel to himself, so his face

He forced a smile, keeping himself sincere and harmless, and even looked at the paper man with some intention to please.

"Oh, senior, look, junior didn't draw it right just now. Senior, please correct junior's movements. You can see where my movements still need to be adjusted." As he said this, Wang Baole gritted his teeth and was already roaring in his heart, secretly thinking that he was dying.

They were all daring, so they hurriedly made another stroke. Just when they were about to try again... the paper man's eyes suddenly erupted, and he waved his raised right hand casually, and suddenly a powerful force spread like a storm in front of Wang Baole, and directly hit him.

Roll Wang Baole's body out of the ghost boat...

Wang Baole was determined to struggle, and even planned to shout, but it all happened so fast that before his words could be spoken, his body had already flown out...

As for the paper paddle, it flew into the hands of the paper man. After being grabbed by it, he no longer looked at Wang Baole, but stood there, just like when Wang Baole saw it for the first time, he paddled the paper paddle slowly.

Go away.

Seeing this, Wang Baole suddenly became anxious. He was quite nostalgic for the blessings brought by paddling before. At this moment, his body swayed and he quickly chased after him, shouting incessantly.

"Senior, please stay. Junior realizes your mistake. Senior, please give me a chance."

"Senior, junior is going to board the ship." Wang Baole reached the extreme speed and called out with all his strength, but the paper man on the ghost ship ignored him and continued to row the paper oar. The ghost ship was getting farther and farther away. Wang Baole

He could only vaguely see that the more than thirty geniuses on the ship seemed to have turned their heads to look at him at this moment, with expressions of relief on their faces.

This look made Wang Baole very unhappy in his heart. He felt that these people were too petty. He had no luck, and he could not see anyone else having luck. However, the ghost ship became more and more blurry as it moved forward. Wang Baole chased it for a long time, and finally had no choice but to

He sighed and looked at the direction where the ghost boat disappeared, looking miserable.

"Didn't I just row a few more times, and the paper paddle couldn't be broken... I didn't get on the boat before, but they came several times and forced me to get in, and finally they tied me up... and now they kicked me away.

!" The more Wang Baole thought about it, the more unhappy he became, but there was nothing he could do, so he sighed.

"That's all, young master, I have a big heart, so I won't worry about it anymore." Wang Baole patted his belly and felt his current spiritual perfection, and his heart quickly became happy, but he was still a little dissatisfied.

.

What I am dissatisfied about is not that there is no follow-up to this good fortune, but... my own belly.

"Too thin, I can't even feel it in my hands." Wang Baole lowered his head and squeezed his strong abdominal muscles hard. He controlled the source to create a thick layer of fat on his belly, giving it a feel, and then he felt comfortable.

"But this boat... I heard a name from those stingy guys before... Starfall Boat? Starfall Envoy?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. The words spoken by those people were all in the language of the Weiyang tribe. This Wang Baole

Not surprisingly, since this is the Weiyang Dao Domain, the language of the Weiyang Clan is naturally the common language of the entire Dao Domain.

"Looking at it this way, are the boats and paper figures somehow related to the Land of Starfall? Are the boats here to pick up those who have the quota to go to the Land of Starfall?" Wang Baole's eyes flashed, although

Because the information he knew was incomplete, it was difficult to find an accurate answer. But based on those clues, Wang Baole felt that there was a high probability that his guess was the truth.

"If my guess is true...then does it mean that the paper man in my storage ring was once the messenger of the fallen stars, and came from...the land of the fallen stars?!" Wang Baole looked down at his storage bag.

, his eyes suddenly shrank after his spiritual thoughts swept over him.

"I forgot to seal it again before!" Wang Baole's expression changed, and he immediately sealed the storage ring, then raised his head and looked around cautiously.

It was obvious that he had been controlled by his body and forced to board the ship before, and then he was blessed again. He didn't have time for a while, and he also neglected to seal the storage ring. Although he had replaced the seal at this moment, Wang Baole knew very well that the storage ring on the way

The multiple passive openings of the ring may have exposed his position, and he may be facing the hidden danger of being targeted and pursued.

Of course, it is also possible that the degree of exposure is not high, because there is a high possibility of barriers on that ghost ship.

But after all, there are still some risks. Although all of this is his guess and there is no real evidence, but after Wang Baole experienced Zijin Civilization's calculations, his vigilance has been engraved in his bones, so his mind is spinning rapidly, and after thinking about it, he gives up

I thought of leaving immediately and returning to Shenmu Civilization.

Regardless of whether there is a pursuer or not, Wang Baole has to think of the worst-case scenario, that is, the pursuer pursues him into the Divine Eye Civilization and joins forces with the Zijin Civilization. In this case, it will be impossible for him to make a comeback.

"Be careful and you won't make a big mistake!" He muttered, Wang Baole's body swayed, and it took him two days to find a meteorite comparable to an asteroid in the nearby starry sky. After landing, he dug an internal cave and sat cross-legged inside.

Next, he began to arrange the formation on the entire meteorite until the surrounding area was completely laid out, then he narrowed his eyes.

"No matter what, wait here for three months. If nothing happens after three months, it won't be too late to regain consciousness!"

Wang Baole's caution and vigilance this time were not wrong, because his judgment was very correct. In fact, the golden beetle where Shan Lingzi and Dan Zhouzi were located had already locked its direction and arrived during the several passive openings of Wang Baole's storage ring.

When they arrived in the starry sky, they lost their senses after Wang Baole boarded the ship, so they could only expand the search range.

Until Wang Baole was kicked out of the boat, even though he quickly sealed the storage ring again, the moment he left the boat, Shan Lingzi strongly sensed the mark on his ring again.

His heart suddenly became excited, and he immediately told Danzhouzi the location, so the huge golden beetle was roaring towards Wang Baole's last exposed position at an extremely fast speed.

It only took five days for the golden beetle to appear at the place where Wang Baole was driven out of the boat. Here, the buzzing of the golden beetle stopped, and the eyes of Shan Lingzi inside showed a strong light.

"Five days ago, that little kid appeared here. Unfortunately, my storage ring lost its sensitivity again. I don't know which direction he went to!"

Upon hearing his words, Dan Zhouzi next to him looked a little arrogant and sneered.

"How can a mere psychic escape to where he can escape?"


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