Leave the purple color to Xueer to convert.

The blood coins are collected and used to make bullets.

Bullets smaller than sesame seeds appeared.

After collecting the rune cloud energy, Ning Caichen did not leave immediately.

Concentrate a pistol and continuously fire wind blade bullets.

I discovered many shortcomings and continued to improve them. In the end, the power of the wind blade was more than ten times higher than that of the wind blade condensed by Ning Caichen.

It has improved to the limit, so there is no need to stay here.

"Can we go to the upper floor?" Ning Caichen said softly.

"Yeah!" Dadi Fenfang nodded suddenly.

"Go up, we are the high-level cultivation of the heavenly beings." Ning Caichen was very happy. After all, this time, not only did he cast a perfect foundation building, but he also took a lot of blood coins later.

As long as he advances to the level of the Heavenly Master, Ning Caichen is sure to defeat Yingjun Shura.

The mind body has been killed for three years and has used energy to perfection.

"Let's go." The fragrance of the earth cheered.

Eyes are blurred!

"Ahhhh!"

Ning Caichen and the fragrant earth screamed shrillly!

The body became energetic and runes bloomed one after another.

The blooming of runes means dispersing the power and you need to practice again.

"Fragrant, hold on, must hold on." Ning Caichen only grabbed the fragrant little hand of the earth.

"Yeah!" The earth fragrant responded.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Scream desperately to reduce the pain.

The surrounding crushing pressure must crush the body, and rely on willpower to withstand this crushing pressure.

"Not good!" Ning Caichen smelled the breath of death.

Whoosh!

Spears shot in!

Ning Caichen hugged the fragrance of the earth tightly and kept rolling!

Good luck, dodged the spear without any danger.

"Let's go!" Ning Caichen didn't know where he had the strength, forgot the pain, carried the fragrance of the earth, and ran away quickly.

Whoosh!

The yellow light bloomed, blocking the spear!

There are many primitive people wrapped in animal skins from all directions, but they are not behind with weapons.

Knowing that he was regarded as prey by the primitive man, he must escape as soon as possible.

Ning Caichen and the fragrance of the earth were running, and gradually adapted to the pressure of crushing space.

They all forgot about themselves and tried their best to protect each other, so they forgot about the pain, which accelerates the pressure of the mind to adapt to the space.

The mind body is crushed, and once it persists, it will be free from transformation and advance to the level of the Emperor of Heaven.

At this moment, Ning Caichen and the earth fenfang were already cultivators of the Emperor of Heaven.

The first-level cultivation level of the Heavenly Emperor.

But the body has not improved yet, so you have to return to the deity to advance.

Ning Caichen dared not advance because handsome Shura was watching. Once he found something was wrong, he might launch an attack in advance.

It was foggy around, and the distance between it and the pursuers was getting farther and farther away.

Finally lost in the fog.

Around them are trees, a source of breath.

"The Secret Realm of Shiyuan, establish your own tribe and condense the tribe's fortune."

Ning Caichen and the earth fenfang both felt this message, which is the guidance of the martial arts.

This is the primitive world, and cultivators must establish tribes here. Only with tribes can they gather luck.

"What should Caichen do? How can no one build a tribe? Are there any indigenous residents here?" The fragrant earth showed a solemn expression.

"No one, let's just give birth to a tribe's child." Ning Caichen said with a smile.

The fragrant earth spat Ning Caichen, her pretty face flushed, and she said coquettishly: "We are all mental bodies. Even if we want to have children, we can't give birth."
Chapter completed!