Chapter 533

This hide recording the formula of the divine weapon is probably because of its special material, which seems to be able to be preserved for a long time even in extremely harsh environments. Therefore, after inspection, the three people each rubbing a refining method of the divine weapon.

As for the original hide, Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng threw it to Wang Baole. After all, of the three, only Wang Baole was a French soldier. If this magic weapon formula had some reference value, the two would not go to rubbing. After all, even if it was rubbing, it would be difficult to refine it.

In addition, Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan are committed to the pills. They are now at the critical moment of their cultivation breakthrough, and they are in great demand for this external force. After all, at this moment, there is only one foot short of the door, especially Zhao Yameng. Therefore, in the distribution of pills, they took most of the pills, and Wang Baole just took away the pills they needed for their next retreat.

Next is to assign disciples' tokens. Zhuo Yifan smiled and looked at Wang Baole, and directly chose to give up. On the one hand, he knew that he did not do enough, on the other hand, he also understood Wang Baole's dream, and naturally became a man of beauty.

Zhao Yameng is like this. Without looking at the tokens, he directly waved his hand to Wang Baole, which made Wang Baole excited. He was still thinking about how to speak before. Although everyone is good brothers, these tokens are war achievements after all.

"Yameng, Yifan, don't worry. As long as I become the president of the Federation, you two will be my right and left hands. At that time, our three brothers will achieve the way of emperor together!" Wangbaole spoke emotionally and in high spirits. He didn't notice that Zhao Yameng's face was slightly cold. It was obvious that he had some resistance to the word brother.

Zhuo Yifan smiled dumbly and handed Zhao Yameng the compass of the three French soldiers. He took away the other eight French soldiers, and then put the broken nine spear in front of Wang Baole.

With the relationship between the three people, there is no need to say anything more. After all resources are allocated, they sweep around again and make sure that it is OK here again. Then they began their isolation.

For Zhuo Yifan, his determination to make himself strong is extremely firm. He doesn't want to be captured by the family again, and he hasn't mentioned the experience of being imprisoned in the family to anyone, but in his heart, it is a tear pain that is difficult to heal.

So he is extremely eager to become a strong man, even if it needs to pay a price, it can be accepted, such as the inheritance he realized this time. In fact, after deducting and judging, he knows that this inheritance will be cultivated to the end, even if there are no people or soldiers, but he can bear such consequences, as long as he can be strong!

Therefore, at this moment of retreat, on the one hand, he wants to break through to the great perfection of building the foundation, on the other hand, he wants to use the magic power of the nine changes of the divine weapon to integrate the soldiers in his body. Even if he tried a little before in this process, it would be painful as if he were pulling bones, but the firmness and decisiveness in his eyes reveal the incomparable determination in his mind!

As for Zhao Yameng, although she does not have the desire to become a strong person like Zhuo Yifan, she is well deserved to be in the forefront in this era of the beginning of federal civilization, both in her birth and her own qualifications. The most important thing is that although she is not too eager to become a strong person, she has a strong attachment to practice and the road her father once mentioned.

"Dream, there are three thousand roads. Although all of them can lead to the origin of the legend, they are different in width and detail. According to the judgment of your father, the way of array that most fits with you is not a shortcut, but its achievement is large enough to be listed in the top ten!"

This was mentioned in a conversation between Zhao Yameng and her father when Zhao Yameng chose the ethereal Taoist temple. Even now, Zhao Yameng still remembers that at this moment, with her eyes closed, her heart slowly emerged in the ancient array, countless permutations and array patterns, slowly immersed in it, while feeling the array patterns, swallowing the pills in her mouth also quickly turned into a driving force, supporting her understanding and bombarding the shackles of building the foundation!

Seeing that both of them began to close, even if Zhao Yameng arranged the array before closing, even the cross legged figure here did not dare to appear, but he was still a little worried. After all, although it was relatively safe here, it was just a sea of fire outside.

Therefore, in meditation, Wang Baole patted the storage bag and directly pulled out the little donkey. After arriving at the vast Taoist palace, Wang Baole began to be busy and almost forgot the little donkey. At this moment, after pulling it out of the storage bag, the little donkey wilted and lay there, looking at Wang Baole bitterly.

"Son!"

"Son, shit! Get up and work. Look around for me. If you are in danger, shout!" Wang Baole was a little guilty and secretly said that he didn't seem to be suitable for being a father. He always forgot his sons.

"Hey, I seem to have a son who forgot..." Wang Baole scratched his head. Just about to recall, Zhao Yameng, who was sitting cross legged, suddenly burst out a breath comparable to jiedan.

"This is an impact!!" Wang Baole immediately looked at it and stopped thinking about which son he had forgotten until he determined that although Zhao Yameng's impact would last for a period of time, it seemed that there would be no problems with his accumulation because of his enough accumulation. Only then did he kick the wronged little donkey.

"Hurry to work!" Wangbaole stared.

The little donkey immediately snorted and got up helplessly, looking around with a look of lovelessness on his face. This expression made Wang Baole feel guilty, so his heart softened and he took out his only bag of opened snacks.

There are less than ten pieces left in it. Whenever Wang Baole misses the union, he will take one piece out and lick it in his mouth. It can be said that it is his love. But now, it is obvious that his love for his son exceeds everything, so Wang Baole gritted his teeth and took out one piece and threw it to the little donkey.

The little donkey's eyes lit up and hurried over to eat, but it seemed to feel a little strange, so he smelled it and looked hesitant

"Fuck off, what do you mean, I'll give you another chance to show your face again!" Wang Baole's face suddenly looked ugly, stared at the little donkey, raised his hands and pinched his fingers with each other, making a click sound.

The little donkey shivered, and the expression on his face instantly turned into excitement and desire. Without hesitation, he ate the snack and showed an intoxicated look, which made Wang Baole satisfactory pat its head.

"OK, now that you have eaten my treasure, go to protect the Dharma quickly!" After Wang Baole finished, he sat down with his knees crossed, took out the pill and swallowed it, and began to meditate and practice.

His cultivation had reached the peak of the early stage of jiedan before, and there was only a slight difference from the middle stage of jiedan. After many inheritance here, although he didn't have all the feelings, the harvest was also great. The slight distance from the middle stage of jiedan had already passed. At this moment, with the operation of cultivation and the melting of the power of Dan medicine, he immediately began to impact!

Seeing that Wang Baole was closed and was posing as a patrol guard, the little donkey immediately retched. With its appetite for everything, it actually retched. This was the first time, but it retched for a long time. Seeing that it didn't vomit anything, the little donkey obviously sighed, and was helpless. It lowered its head and licked the ground without thinking about it. But there was nothing on the ground, but it jumped up in pain.

With the passage of time, three days later, the little donkey will be extremely bored here. Seeing that Wang Baole and the three people are OK, he turned his head and looked at the sea of fire not far away from the edge. After thinking about it, he quickly ran over and took a drink at the sea of fire

Obviously, the fire sea didn't taste good. The little donkey shivered and stretched out his tongue. Helpless, he had to come back and continue to lie there, licking the ground constantly, rolling his eyes, wondering whether he wanted to change his father. This fat man abused himself too much, not a good father.

Until seven days later, Zhuo Yifan's first breakthrough, with the roar coming from his body, suddenly a breath of building the foundation, even infinitely close to jiedan, erupted directly from him.

It was even more in this outbreak that his body turned into an illusory shadow that could only appear when he tied pills. It was a red flying sword!

This flying sword is unusual. It has no handle, only a blade, and it is filled with ferocious serrations. It looks terrible!