Yuwen Xiaobao was startled, and a voice suddenly appeared in his head:
"Master, would you like to enter the time compressor now?"
Damn it! It can’t be because the supermarket is in my mind, but the time compressor is also fucking in my brain! My brain is almost like a fucking warehouse.
Yuwen Xiaobao struggled for a while and could only sigh. Fortunately, the compressor seemed to be like a supermarket at this time and did not bring any burden to him, so he asked again:
"How do I get in?"
"Master, you only need to say 'turn on time compressor' to enter."
"Turn on the time compressor." Before Yuwen Xiaobao finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became dark, and he couldn't even see his fingers if he stretched out his hand.
"Master, you have now entered the time compressor. How long do you plan to stay here?"
Yuwen Xiaobao did the math. One Qingling Pill a day, the Tenth Level Refining Pill, the Tenth Level Replenishing Pill of Xuanmen and the Tenth Level Replenishing Pill of Tianmen took a total of thirty days. Excluding one day yesterday, then he upgraded to the Tenth Level of Tianmen.
It will take a total of thirty-six days.
"Thirty-six hours." Yuwen Xiaobao felt that this hour was more convenient to use.
"Okay, it has been set. Please set the time reminder interval again."
"One hour."
"Okay, it's set. Now officially start the time compressor." Then, there was a beep sound, and then everything was silent.
Yuwen Xiaobao took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and tried his best to calm himself down. After thirty-six hours, that is, eighteen hours, he will be a tenth level warrior of Tianmen!
After eighteen hours, Wu Teng, I will come to you! And Mengqi, although you didn’t kill me, you crippled me and caused me to be expelled from the palace. My mother was also humiliated, and you were the same.
To die!
In His Highness's memory, the tenth level of Tianmen was a delusion, but Yuwen Xiaobao can now realize it, and it is obvious that Yuwen Xiaobao's development does not stop there.
After adjusting his mentality again, Yuwen Xiaobao finally calmed down slowly, swallowed a Qingling Pill, closed his eyes and started practicing.
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It's dawn.
Yu Wenyun came into the room with the medicine. When her eyes fell on Yu Wen Xiaobao's face, she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. She saw that Yu Wen Xiaobao's face was full of red, his breath was very good, and his spirit was extremely full. He was completely exhausted.
He no longer looked like he was seriously injured and dying two days ago.
What on earth is going on?
How could Xiaobao undergo such a big change in just two days?
Also, judging from his son's appearance, could it be that the fighting spirit has been gathered? Otherwise, why would he feel a suction force as soon as he gets close? Although this suction force is still very weak, it is a sign that a person has the power of fighting spirit.
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The stronger the fighting force, the greater the lethality of the fighting force! Looking at Xiaobao's appearance, it seems that it is not just as simple as possessing fighting force. Could it be that he has even become a Xuanmen fighter?
Yu Wenyun stared at her son without blinking, feeling mixed emotions in her heart. In the past, His Highness, a useless person in the palace who only knew about Antu's pleasure, has now grown into a real imperial fighter!
Yu Wenyun smiled, silently, and so happily. Even when she was the eldest princess in the palace before, she had never smiled like this. This is the greatness of maternal love!
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It was getting dark again, and twenty-four hours flew by in the blink of an eye.
'Beep', the time compressor sounded for the twenty-fifth time. Yuwen Xiaobao opened his eyes and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart! He took out a cigarette and lit it. The hand that lit the cigarette was shaking slightly, a kind of
An expression that cannot be suppressed due to extreme excitement.
Instead of thirty-six hours, only twenty-four hours!
Tianmen's tenth level warrior? And that's not all! Yuwen Xiaobao even completely practiced the Hundred Step Divine Fist to the peak of proficiency, all because of the Holy Spirit Art that Yuwen Xiaobao had previously practiced.
After the fighting souls were reunited, as the level increased step by step, Yuwen Xiaobao's internal fighting power also increased, and the secrets of the Holy Spirit Art that he could not understand in the past gradually became clearer and clearer.
Under such circumstances, Dou Yuan and Holy Spirit Art complement each other, which makes Yuwen Xiaobao's practice even more powerful, reaching a speed of a thousand miles per day!
The tenth level warrior of Tianmen, yes!
But Yuwen Xiaobao's attack power alone is comparable to that of a Tianhe first-level fighter. This is the power of the Hundred-Step Divine Fist!
Looking at the entire Xiluo Empire, as long as the fighters who reach the Tianhe level are either the leader of a faction or the leader of a clan, they also enjoy extremely high honors within the palace! And those are already middle-aged or gray-haired.
His eyes were filled with sparkles, filled with endless flames of hatred! Yuwen Xiaobao smiled coldly, spit out the cigarette butt and stamped it hard with his foot, quietly left the house, and moved the Dou Yuan sensor in the yard.
After looking around, the spaceship card was thrown out. In a flash of silver light, a silver-white spaceship appeared in front of him.
"Hurry up and become invisible!"
Although Yuwen Xiaobao has never owned a spaceship, as a member of the logistics and maintenance department, he also understands the habits of spaceships, and the spaceship sold in Kaixin Supermarket is the spacecraft used by the alien development department, so Yuwen Xiaobao is not interested in the spaceship.
The functional habits are quite familiar.
"Yes, Master." The spacecraft then disappeared and disappeared, but Yuwen Xiaobao could clearly sense the location of the spacecraft.
Opening the hatch, Yuwen Xiaobao entered the spacecraft.
"Take off and go to the palace of the Eastern Prince in the capital city."
Yuwen Xiaobao gritted his teeth, his eyes showing a hint of fierceness.
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Zhendong Prince's Mansion.
The man who was practicing in the room suddenly frowned, Huh? He has murderous intent!
Meng Qi jumped up, broke through the door, and stood in the yard, but there was no sound around him.
Could it be that I sensed it wrong? The thick murderous aura just now came from the yard. No, it was definitely not wrong! But why did it disappear again in an instant?
Could it be that the person who came has left the range that my mind can sense?
I was shocked again, if this was really the case, then wouldn't this person be... the Star Fighter!!!
As a Tianhe first-level fighter, it is impossible to fight against a star fighter. It is like the difference between a child and a mature man. There will never be another outcome except death!
'Whoosh.' There were two soft sounds in succession, and two more people flashed out of the yard. Yuwen Xiaobao could see clearly from the spaceship. These two people were the captains of the palace's main and deputy escort team, Sao Kon and Xing Kai, two of the ninth level of Tianmen.
Fighter!
"Master Meng, just now..."
Sakon frowned slightly and looked around. Apparently, even he had sensed the murderous aura that Yuwen Xiaobao burst out just now.
Alas. Yuwen Xiaobao sighed softly, blaming himself for being too reckless and not knowing how to restrain his anger. He was discovered. If the spaceship hadn't taken off immediately, I believe he had been discovered. The Tianhe Fighter was indeed extraordinary.
Although it is only one level.
I'm not afraid of arousing the enemy, it's just a little extra effort at most, but now two more people have appeared, which is a bit troublesome.
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[Please collect the new book, please support me, brothers and sisters.]