A World Worth Protecting

With the recovery of Wang Baole's golden body, the moment of his right hand lifted, the nine-inch Lingen footsteps suddenly stopped, and the meaning of ice and cold was dissipated. He no longer cares about Wang Baole, turned and floated in the low altitude, drifting toward the distant mountains.

Wang Baole looked at the other side's back, and suddenly he was in a hurry.

"This, he is so gone, where can I find it later?"

When Wang Baole just pondered how to trap the other side, he saw that the figure of the nine-inch Linggen was in the distance, and he directly penetrated a hill in front of him, and drilled from the other side of the mountain and walked into the sky.

In this scene, Wang Baole suddenly became dumbfounded, and gave up the idea of ​​trapping the other side in a bitter smile. After sitting cross-legged, he took out the colorful Lingshi and began to ponder the back.

As for breaking through the ancient Wu, Wang Baole is not in a hurry now. He feels that he must try it and see if he can beat the nine inches and absorb it.

"However, nine inches is so strong. How did other people try to absorb it and found that it could not be used as a spiritual root?" Wang Baole thought for a moment, and there was a faint guess, thinking that after this place became a real place, you can stay. In a short period of time, it is still possible to suppress the nine inches by the monks who have been suppressed by the monks. Even if it is not enough for a true monk, if it is calculated properly, several true monks will not be together. may.

"If you judge this way, the Four Avenues and the nine-inch Linggen will have a chance to know his fighting style, but why haven't I heard of it before?"

These thoughts flashed through Wang Baole's mind. He took a deep breath and no longer considered other things, but he was completely immersed in the structure of the back.

"Absorption can use phagocytosis, but the force of external release, you need to rely on the back of the grain..." Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and gradually got ideas and began to portray.

Time passed, and soon three days passed. In this spiritual township, as the number of people with seven-inch roots increased slightly, the scope of finding eight-inch spiritual roots also expanded a lot.

At the moment, Wang Baole, his hair was slightly scattered, standing in the valley, looking at the glove on his right hand, the eyes showed excitement.

"Become, my glove, I have added more colorful Lingshi as a blank, and adjusted the backlash!"

When Wang Baole pressed the excitement, the body's phasing out of the body suddenly dispersed. Suddenly the suction around him suddenly rushed from the eight sides and went straight to his right hand glove. Before he joined the palm of his hand, Wang Baole screamed and raised his right hand. Make a fist and directly hit the front with a punch!

When the fist fell, his glove directly emitted black light, and an amazing impact force broke out directly from it. It invisibly collided with the aura sucked in front, and formed a similar nine-inch. The aura of the spirit that the roots are doing!

The sound of the banging echoed, the half-space in front of Wang Baole was distorted, and there was a crack in the ground directly, which was extremely amazing.

"Successful!" Wang Baole excited, laughing at the sky.

The transformation of the key point of this glove is to use the force of the storm formed in it to turn into an impact and collide with the aura that is sucked to form an explosion.

In particular, the greater the power of Wang Baole, the faster the speed, the greater the impact of the glove, the greater the impact of the collision with the Aura!

But there are also drawbacks, that is, this glove has suffered from the tremendous pressure that Wang Baole’s fists should bear, so it is easy to collapse, but Wang Baole also thought of this, and even used the backlash to use this pressure to spread it out. To a certain extent, it is also considered to be the power of the glove.

Although there are limits, at this stage, this glove has been extremely good! !

"So the consciousness is the key point of everything!" Wang Baole laughed and laughed.

"I am going to find nine inches and fight with him again!" Wang Baole was just looking for it. After thinking about it, he sat down on his knees and unfolded the golden body, which made the blood spread.

"First look at whether you can lead him, if you can't lead, then look for it." Wang Baole prayed in his heart, waiting silently, this is an hour, seeing the other party did not come, Wang Baole sighed, is about to give up, but At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and noticed that there was a shadow in the sky, and he went straight to his own.

Even around it, Reiki was tempted to form an invisible storm, and as he approached, a strong pressure came down.

"Really attracted!" Wang Baole was very surprised. At the moment when the nine-inch Lingen came, his body phagocytose suddenly exploded, and suddenly the aura around him was pulled. When suddenly approaching, Wang Baole made a fist in his right hand, and the black light of the glove shines directly. Punch out.

"burst!"

In the blink of an eye, under the collision of this suction and impact force, the power of the aura of the previous nine-inch Lingen was imitated by Wang Baole!

The sound of the banging sound suddenly shocked, the nine-inch Lingen, the body mad, retreating dozens of feet, falling on the ground, Wang Baole laughed, the body jumped up, no longer passive as before, but Take the initiative to rush to the nine-inch Lingen.

Seeing that it was close, the nine-inch Lingen’s right foot suddenly lifted up and stepped directly on the ground. With the roar of the earth, his body did not rush out, but he still stood in the same place, but with him as the center, the ground was only Under the vibration, a strong vibration ripple broke out.

These ripples spread out and affected the surrounding aura. I don’t know how to do it. With the aura, the vibration is scattered in the air. It is like the principle of electricity. It spreads in all directions, causing a rock to collapse everywhere. Off.

Wang Baole's body vibrates, and the internal organs are stinging. Although there are accidents, he is well prepared before. At this moment, he screams and puts a fist directly with the right hand of the glove. He immediately inspires the glove and makes the inside of the painting. The retracement, under the circumstance of the eruption, cooperated with the body to sterilize and directly hit the ground.

As the fist landed, the ground shook a little, the sound was not strong, but in the void around this, there was a series of roaring sounds, like the collision of aura and aura.

"Haha, I learned a trick again, Guwu, it should be so wary!"

"Although I don't have the skill of you, I have a magical instrument!" Wang Baole looked up, his eyes were violent, his fighting spirit was unprecedented, and he rushed out instantly, approaching the nine-inch Linggen, and directly fought with him.

The sound of the bang continued to spread. Wang Baole and the nine-inch Linggen directly touched each other with hundreds of punches. Each punch was used to pick up the surrounding aura, not only the body was confrontation, but also the aura.

Wang Baole is more and more brave, and he is more and more skilled in the manipulation of Aura.

There are no other people here. Otherwise, if there are outsiders who see it, it must be very incomparable. It is hard to imagine that this is the ancient war, I don’t know, I thought it was a real fight!

At the moment, the nine-inch Ling root gradually regressed, and the figure was blurred. Wang Baole was exhausted, but his spirit was extremely inspiring. On the one hand, he had a breakthrough in the ancient Wu’s tactics, and his combat power increased sharply. On the one hand, it is the desire for a nine-inch Linggen.

Regardless of whether it can be absorbed, if he does not try it himself, he will not be reconciled. In particular, Wang Baole feels that his golden body is so attractive to the nine-inch Lingen, maybe... he can absorb it! !

Under this expectation and excitement, Wang Baole screamed and rushed out again. Gradually, the body of the nine-inch Linggen appeared to be fragmented. This fragmentation gradually spread. In the end, with the spread of Wang Baole's body, the body Jinguang broke out, and under his fist, the nine-inch Lingen suddenly shook and directly collapsed.

It’s not the blue smoke, it’s silver!

This silvery atmosphere is obviously different. It is more concentrated and has a sense of agility. At this moment, with the absorption of Wang Baole, he immediately rushes to his body, and then he condenses in the moment. The location of the Dantian eight-inch Linggen.

Under Wang Baole’s nervousness, this silvery atmosphere permeated his eight-inch spirit, but he did not replace it. It seemed to be a disgusting one. After a few laps, he ignored it, but he was going outside his body. Spread out.

This scene immediately made Wang Bao anxious and his eyes lit up.

"Your sister, I don't think you are second-hand, you still dislike me?"