The first thousand two hundred and thirty-eight chapters of the battle of the great emperor
"Stop looking, I'll count for you in just a while, and you've turned back fifteen times. When you look back, your neck is about to be tilted." Shui Ling'er quietly transmitted a voice to the point where she was looking back and looking back at the back.
Han Weiwei's ears, "We are not far away, there will be no danger. If he feels there will be danger, he will not leave us."
"Damn girl, you dare to make fun of me. What's wrong with me? I just love to turn around." Han Weiwei immediately glared at Shui Ling'er and sent a vicious voice.
"Here I'm back."
At this moment, everyone looked towards the rear. Only between Han Weiwei and Shui Ling'er's conversation, a ball of sun-like escape light had already chased after him.
"Wild God Slave, are those two Wild God Slaves?"
Han Weiwei and Shui Ling'er, who were secretly bickering, were also stunned. Because they saw that in addition to the two extraterritorial demons, Wei Suo was also following the two desolate god slaves.
"How could they follow you?"
Han Weiwei looked at the two Huang Shenslaves who were obediently following Wei Suo, and couldn't help asking Wei Suo who had arrived in front of him in an instant.
"When I went, they were fighting fiercely with a monster. I dealt with the monster, so they followed me. I asked them if they wanted to follow me, so they followed me." Wei Suo looked behind him.
The two slaves of the Desolate God glanced at him and laughed.
"Does it be like your rabbit brother? Do they really understand you?" Han Weiwei couldn't understand and pulled Wei Suo's clothes.
Jiao muttered. In her opinion, saving once is also saving, and saving twice is also saving. Could it be that just because of saving once more, a special change will occur?
"Although it may be a little difficult, the general meaning should be clear." Wei Suo nodded, but became excited again. He stretched out his hand and a gray-black walnut-like fruit rose from his hand.
Everyone also suddenly felt the powerful water spirit aura contained in the fruit that was the size of a pigeon egg.
"Is this what they picked for you?" Han Weiwei's eyes suddenly widened again.
"Yes, it was the way they came back with me. But I told them that there might be a powerful character we can't deal with, and we can't stop. They didn't collect anything else."
Wei Suo became a little proud.
"Die the tyrant businessman." Ling Longtian glanced at Wei Suo and snorted heavily.
"What? When I saved them, I didn't think of any reward." Wei Suo replied to Ling Longtian, but felt a little guilty. To be honest, when he found out that these two wasteland god slaves were going to follow him, he
The first thought that came to my mind was that maybe these two wasteland god slaves could help collect some spiritual medicines needed for cultivation.
If these two Waste God Slaves had been following him and could help them collect various spiritual medicines, it would be a pity to lose sesame seeds and pick up a watermelon. It would be a pity to leave the spiritual Cuigu Island.
"Can you really understand your words?" Han Weiwei looked suspiciously at the two desolate god slaves standing behind Wei Suo like a good baby.
After Wei Suo left for a while, she also asked Huangwu God Lord and Ling Longtian many questions about Huang Shenslaves. She knew that after this Huang Shenslaves was controlled, she could understand the master's meaning, but it was this pair of Huang Shenslaves.
The slave is a bit different because if it were another slave of the Desolate God, it would be a complete piece of white paper. Without anyone controlling the envoy, it would be like a magic weapon, and it would be a dead object.
"What's your name?" Maybe it's because of its strange appearance, its aura was as simple as a child. Han Weiwei looked at the two Waste God slaves without any thoughts of being ugly or terrifying. She couldn't help but be curious.
He looked at the male cultivator Huang Shenshu and asked.
I don't know." The male cultivator Huang Shensun seemed to have never heard her speak at first, but suddenly he blinked and said this, which scared Han Weiwei.
What everyone did not expect was that after the male cultivator Huang Shensou said he didn't know, he suddenly said, "He is Yan..."
"Yan?" Even Wei Suo was stunned now and turned around to look at the female cultivator Huang Shenslave.
"Yes." The female cultivator Huang Shensla nodded.
"What's your name?" Shui Ling'er suddenly became a little excited and asked as the female cultivator Huang Shennu.
"I...I don't know." The female cultivator Huang Shennu shook her head.
Called Li, the male cultivator Huang Shenslave suddenly spoke.
Everyone couldn't speak at all.
It is obvious that these two people can't even remember their own names, but they still remember their names. What kind of emotion is this?
Some of the moving stories about love recorded in the classics seem to be eclipsed in front of these two people at this moment.
"If anyone bullies you two in the future, I will definitely not let him go! I..." Han Weiwei's eyes suddenly became wet, and she couldn't help but pat her chest and said such a sentence. She originally wanted to say that I would definitely cover you.
Yes, but when she thought that the two were better than her, she seemed to be blocked by something, she couldn't say this.
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"That's Storm Island? Isn't it special?"
Two more god slaves of the desolate gods were added. After flying in a hurry for most of the day, the place where life-saving as Gusli, the female extraterritorial demon, was finally approaching.
"Yes, in this airspace, there is no obvious distinction between any area, but I have been to this area once. As long as there is a shell-shaped sky crack, it is already an area where Lord Shi Jialan dare not take full advantage of his efforts.
"Wei Suo just looked ahead and said casually, but the female demon Gusli changed her face again and explained repeatedly. Because she knew that Wei Suo was definitely not talking about it, she had never done it again.
A chance.
"Celestial Sky Strike?" Shui Ling'er and others didn't know what the name Gusli said meant. But Wei Suo was shocked in an instant and made a sound, "Isn't that a meteorite?"
"Yes, sir, they are all cracks in space, but they are usually very stable, so you didn't notice it." Gusli explained respectfully.
In the previous imagination of Han Weiwei and others, and even Wei Suo, Storm Island should be at least a place full of strong winds everywhere.
This is related to the naming habits of monks. If there is a place called Fengshang Mountain or Fengshang Mountain in Tianxuan Continent or Yunling Continent, then there must be a whistling wind in that place. If it is called Huangsha Valley,
There must be yellow sand everywhere in that valley.
The area in front of me looks extremely calm and ordinary. Meteorites of all sizes are floating, most of which are stone or earthy meteorites, and there is not even any unique fluctuations in vitality.
But as they continued to move forward, everyone understood why Gusli said that the Celite-shaped Sky Rift and Weisso were so surprised.
From a distance, there are some white meteorites floating in this area, which look a bit flat and of different sizes.
But when it was approaching, everyone saw that this was not a meteorite at all, but a series of space cracks!
For monks, space cracks are always something more terrifying than ancient giant beasts, because no one knows what kind of power there is in the space cracks. Most void cracks are filled with dozens of space.
The force of squeezing, the true immortal-level cultivator may not be able to resist the entry. Because space cracks are formed by powerful forces, which cause the collapse of stable space. There are generally only two reasons for causing space cracks, one is
Another point of the deliberate arrangement of the forbidden ban is the powerful collision of power and the amazing battle of powerful power.
From a distance, these things look like white meteorites, and they are all amazing space cracks!
Moreover, the smallest cracks in these space are dozens of feet long, and they are all flat. From a distance, they look like white shells floating in the air.
Even many space cracks are lower symmetrical, but the space in the middle is intact, looking like a giant white shell cut from it.
In this kind of airspace, people can see more and more wide and farther in the left and right air space, and within a radius of thousands of miles, there are at least a thousand cracks of this kind.
So many cracks in space give people the feeling, as if this void has been completely sieve and pierced through it with countless huge flying swords. Previously, Wei Suo and others still thought this
The airspace is usually loose!
"If a powerful energy of Shi Jialan enters the casting spell, will power burst out in these space cracks?" Wei Suo looked at the space crack floating like a giant ship on his head, sucking deeply
He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Gusli and asked.
"No. These space cracks are very stable. As far as we know, all void storms surge out of the space crack that our ancestors came." Guslima, a female extraterritorial demon, shook her head and said affirmatively.
"How big is that space crack?" Shui Ling'er couldn't help asking. According to her previous imagination, the space crack that Gusli said passed through was at most like the one above their heads now, and it was as long as it was several times.
Baizhang. But now she felt that her imagination was probably completely wrong.
"It's probably about the same size as that island." Gusli pointed to the far left.
"..." Shui Ling'er almost fainted.
It was a huge shadow. If the void they flew through was the sea, then that huge meteorite would be like a piece of land. That place was hundreds of miles in radius.
"Only the emperor who was recovering from his injuries in Beim and the three ancestor-level powerful people in the Wilderness clan can form such a place." Ling Longtian's voice also came to Wei Suo's ears at this time, making people feel like this."