"in the future, you are not injured. Go to see the fighting situation on the ground." Yi Heng ignored it.

"Stingy." Maomaoying listened to his serious tone. Knowing that it was not time to play, he did not dare to say more. When his wings were lifted, he broke the air and left.

Yi Heng shakes the blue liquid on his hand and feels the aura of the inner core of his hand.

"It\'s very rich indeed, but it\'s more than half a chip for poor spirit stone?" He was a little disappointed. He was holding a core that the whole cultivation circle had never seen before, but the spirit was strong, but it could not be regarded as the best spirit stone.

Others may be surprised by this kernel, but for him who has seen the best spirit stone and owns seven of them, it is far from enough to surprise him.

"It seems that the core of the later stage of the first level can not be regarded as the best spirit stone, only the second level, but can you kill the second level?"

The transmission array was still a piece of the best spirit stone. At that time, he thought that if the core had the same function as the spirit stone, if he could find a replacement core like the best spirit stone, he thought it would be the same.

Now, although it has been determined that the kernel can be replaced, the best spirit stone needs second-order Zerg. How to kill it?

If you can kill, what else do you need to do with teleport array?

Holding the core equivalent to the top-grade spirit stone, he did not feel any joy. He quietly took it into the storage bag, sat down, took out two spirit stones, and quietly recovered his aura.

Just a moment later, the two spirit stones in his hand decreased in speed with the naked eye. But suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked ahead. Through the gaps in the woods, he seemed to see something frightening. His eyes showed a frightened look.

His face was frightened and frightened, and suddenly stood up.

"Younger martial brother, run away." A still some doubts about Zeng Yushu.

"Is it true?" Zeng Yushu was surprised and angry.

"Yes, I didn\'t expect to come here in person." Yi Heng Shen voice said, just now a pain in the mind, the feeling has not been warning for a long time appears in the heart.

As soon as the spirit consciousness was spread out, he felt that he had been locked in by the spirit consciousness. The breath, which was more than 200 miles away, was startled. Anyone who came here must be a monk with great foundation. Wang Kun doubtless.

"The eagle." He and Zeng Yushu did not dare to hesitate, and flew back in the air. This is not the time to think about it. Escape is the only way.

The pale two felt that the breath was getting closer and closer, and their heart beat faster and faster. They were so busy that they couldn\'t fly fast. Although the Maomaoying had responded, they had not arrived yet.

They did not fly far away, just flying on the ground battlefield during the gas refining period, and the breath was closer. They were flying with full strength and speed.

"Yi Heng, die." With a roar, all the friars on the battlefield on the ground stopped temporarily. Feeling the pressure and murderous spirit of the foundation, even the alien creatures quickly retreated.

"Go first." Yi Heng pushes Zeng Yushu vigorously. If he only looks for himself, he doesn\'t need to involve Zeng Yushu.

"Live and die together." Zeng Yushu had been pushed forward four or five feet, but in an instant he flew back, over him, in front of him.

"No, this man is looking for me." Yi Hengda is anxious, but he is also gratified.

"How can I be without you?" The thin body exudes a strong momentum.

He knew that, younger martial brother, he was ready to fight with fate. Maybe he was ready to explode himself.

But is this useful for the foundation?

All the friars on the ground looked up at them, felt the increasingly fierce murderous spirit, secretly panicked, and squeezed their hands.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Several figures suddenly flew up from the ground and stood side by side with them.

"Elder martial brother Yi, you have finally passed the pass." At first, a small figure happily rushed to him, regardless of everyone\'s eyes, tightened his right arm for fear that he would run away again.

Yi Heng saw her coming, his eyes brightened, and his face showed a color of joy, but then he sank down and took a step to block her behind her.

"What\'s the matter? Who is the comer Before the man arrived, a sound of metal friction came into his ears.

Wu An, Yan Changkong, Feng Wuwei, Li Hongbao, Zhao Jinwen, Zhao Xueyao, Liu Qingyi, and Yuan Jing, all the foundation building friars came close to him. When they saw Yi Heng, they all looked excited, but their faces were dignified. In a hurry, it was Wu Nan who asked questions.

"A few days ago, I killed a monk in the middle of genmen. He must be Wang Kun." Yi Heng sees that people are so concerned, and his face slows down a little, but the information in his words makes all people stop thinking and stop breathing.

"This, this..." Yan Changkong, who used to be calm and natural, had lost his image and could not say complete words pointing to him.

"Well, why don\'t you be my disciple! Ah? " Wu Nan\'s first remark was that he wanted to accept an apprentice, but he immediately knew that it was not right. He had already been on the same level with him in the middle period of building foundation. How could he be his disciple? Instantaneous, become embarrassed unceasingly.Other people can\'t react at all, their eyes show an unbelievable look and stare at him foolishly.

"Take Yi Heng\'s life, others, get out." Fifty miles away, there was another roar. Under the rage, the breath of terror ravaged all the monks\' hearts.

"Lord, I will fight with you." Wu Nan seemed to have no fear, and excitedly went forward to reply, rubbing hands and preparing for a big war.

"You deserve it? Get out of here In a word, the visitors will be thirty miles away.

He was a short man with a strong body. He was wrapped in a brown Taoist robe. His face was black and not needed. His eyes under his two white and thick eyebrows shot out killing intention, which made people feel miserable.

This man is furious and will kill people today.

"It\'s up to me." Yi Hengxin knows that he can\'t escape. He blocks people in front of him and says in a deep voice.

"Whoosh, whoosh." Before others could react, two figures, one left and one right, stood side by side with him, Zeng Yushu on the left and Qiu Xiyin on the right.

"No, Xiyin." Liu Qingyi is in a great hurry. She quickly pulls Qiu Xiyin and wants to pull her back. But how can she pull Qiu Xiyin\'s strength cultivation? Liu Qingyi tried his best, his face was blue, his eyes were tearful, but he did not move.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Several times, Wu Nan and others all stepped forward to stand side by side with them. Li Hongbao\'s fat face turned white, and his fat flesh was still shaking. His lips were closed, and the sound of teeth pounding came out.

But they were all resolute and silent.

"You..." Yi Heng looked around and saw that they had no affectation. They were moved and wanted to speak.

"Needless to say, this is our purpose, not your only love." Yan Changkong did not look at him, staring at the front, said in a deep voice.

On the ground, Li Qingquan and other building foundation friars felt the real intention of killing, and their eyes showed the color of schadenfreude.

"What if you make trouble again and again? It\'s not death today, it\'s just that I should hit him once. "

Li Yijia thought to himself that Yi Heng didn\'t have much strength after he built the foundation. Now, before he had time to teach him a lesson, he angered Zhuji dayuanman. Besides death, what could he do?

Luo Weiji, Huang Deming and others are very complicated. If it is not this son, if the person killed is not Zhuji dayuanman, they are willing to share the same hatred, but they are inexplicably unhappy about this son. In addition, the person killed is Zhuji dayuanman.

Even if you add all the people here, I\'m afraid they can\'t resist the anger of building the foundation. They just die in vain. Therefore, they stand on the ground in peace of mind.

Twenty miles away, Wang Kun offered sacrifices to the hill. With his hands moving rapidly, countless Geng characters were integrated into it. When the hill was whirling rapidly, countless virtual shadows were separated. In an instant, thousands of hills had already appeared in the air, and every hill felt very real.

The ultimate move of Gen gate is to show its power.

Yi Heng felt this most deeply. Before thousands of hills came, he felt that his blood stopped flowing, his heart stopped beating, and he seemed to be beating wildly. This contradictory feeling made him almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

In the purple mansion, the villain looks despairing and at a loss. In a panic, he pinches several wrong decisions. His intuition tells him that when the thousands of hills hit, the soul stab can no longer be used.

The stiff hands instinctively want to raise, and the spirit liquid in the elixir field is surging, but the already familiar magic can not be used.

Under the fury of building the foundation, it seems that there is only waiting for death.