Chapter 683

Standing on the bronze ancient sword, in this dark sky, the surrounding space is sometimes broken and forbidden area, Wang Baole's face is extremely ugly. He can't understand why Taoist Youran has been killed by himself, but he has to resurrect.

"Separated?" Wang Baole was silent, and his doubts were revealed in the depths of his eyes. At the same time, there was a cold light like the light of a blade. With the fluctuation of his cultivation, bursts of evil Qi spread.

"Time is running out..." Wang Baole closed his eyes and slowly opened his eyes after a few breaths. Without any hesitation, he opened the storage bags of these Weiyang people and found the sealed Feng qiuran.

Although Feng qiuran was seriously injured and unconscious, and almost ran out of oil and light, the most fundamental reason for all this is that the injury is only one of them. The most important thing is that she has no time and conditions to heal, which makes her injury worse and worse, and her cultivation fell to Yuanying.

Whether it's Feng qiuran's previous protection of Wang Baole, or her attitude towards the Federation, in any way, Wang Baole must save Feng qiuran, so even at this moment, he still managed to calm himself, took out a pill bottle, scattered the spiritual liquid contained in it, and squeezed the formula into Feng qiuran's body.

This spiritual liquid is extraordinary. Even if it is only a bottle, it has amazing effects. With absorption, Feng qiuran's face almost instantly changes from pale to ruddy, and his body also wakes up from coma after an earthquake.

At the moment of seeing Wang Baole, Feng qiuran obviously contracted her eyes. With Wang Baole's explanation, she determined Wang Baole's identity. Feng qiuran was not surprised about Wang Baole's promotion to Yuanying, but Feng qiuran was shocked after noticing the bodies of Weiyang nationality around her.

Vaguely, she saw that Wang Baole's promotion was by no means unusual, but now was not the time to elaborate. The two didn't waste time. After simply communicating and sharing the news, they immediately flew out and went straight to the vast Daogong in the sword hilt area.

The teleportation array there is the only place to leave. Even if you can guess the location of mercury on the other side of the teleportation array, there is no other way to return to the Federation.

"Baole, the spirit liquid in this pill bottle is not trivial. I have never seen its intensity, even in the heyday of Daogong. It's your chance to get this bottle. Don't waste it on me. Take it. After we go to the Federation, you..." with the help of the spirit liquid just now, Feng qiuran, who reluctantly suppressed the injury, handed the pill bottle to Wang Baole. She knew her injury very well and knew that she wanted to recover, It's too difficult. This bottle of spiritual liquid can only keep you at the level of Yuanying at most.

Therefore, according to the precious degree of this spiritual liquid, it may be more useful to leave it to Wang Baole himself. After all, the bodies of the Weiyang people around have shown that Wang Baole's combat power is so strong that he surpasses himself too much.

"Elder qiuran, how many such spiritual liquids do you need to restore your spiritual cultivation?" Instead of picking up the Dan bottle, Wang Baole opened his mouth in a deep voice during the flight.

Feng qiuran was stunned. Wang Baole's words made her incredulous and expectant in the bottom of her heart. Her eyes instantly showed a look, and her breathing was a little urgent.

"Five... Three!"

Without saying a word, Wang Baole raised his right hand to pat the storage bag, and immediately took out six Dan bottles, all of which were thrown to Feng qiuran. Each one was filled with spiritual liquid. Their appearance immediately made the aura around him suddenly rich.

"This..." looking at these Dan bottles and feeling the spiritual liquid inside, Feng qiuran was shocked again. She couldn't believe it. She raised her right hand to put away these Dan bottles, and then looked deeply at Wang Baole with gloomy eyes.

"Baole, give me half a month, I..."

"Half a month is too long! Elder qiuran, can you restore the spiritual cultivation within three days?" Wang Baole turned his right hand, took out more than 20 Dan bottles from hundreds of Dan bottles in his storage bag, and handed them all to Feng qiuran.

"Yes!" Feng qiuran's eyes widened. After taking a breath, her eyes showed a strong light. After she quickly opened her mouth, she suddenly remembered something. She raised her right hand and handed Wang Baole a storage bracelet.

"This is yours. I took it away for you before the Weiyang warship left."

Looking at the storage bracelet, Wang Baole was refreshed. It was indeed his storage bracelet, which was left at that time, and the death of the separation made the bracelet also lost, containing almost half of his magic soldiers and treasures.

Originally, he fought with Taoist Youran before, and then fell into a coma and made a breakthrough in cultivation, so Wang Baole didn't have much time to regret. He planned to look for it later. Now the thing was returned to its owner. Wang Baole took it and felt it. He nodded to Feng qiuran. The two didn't stop and galloped away.

Although it is within a certain range from the main island of Daogong, it will take at least half a month to reach it at normal speed, but after mastering the control of feisendai, the distance is no longer a problem for Wang Baole.

So he took Feng qiuran and quickly found a feisendai, integrated into Feiyan, and went straight to the main island of the sword handle area. Feng qiuran was no stranger to feisendai, but she was not qualified to open it, and she would not control the formula. After all, when the Taoist temple was in its heyday, feisendai at least needed to have a personal identity to use it.

Looking at Wang Baole's skillful and incomparable progress, even if Feng qiuran knew Wang Baole's legal identity, he still raised speculation in his mind. It was faintly seen that Wang Baole's cultivation breakthrough must have an unimaginable fate, which is in all likelihood related to those suspicious sleeping ancestors in the vast Taoist palace.

But Wang Baole didn't speak. Although Feng qiuran guessed, she didn't ask, because she knew that Wang Baole was more anxious to go to the Federation than herself and was more worried about the war than herself.

So since he didn't speak, it showed that the fortune he obtained and the information he might know didn't help the war. In fact, it was true that Wang Baole just learned that Taoist Youran was not dead. He also wanted to go to the third hall to see if he could invite the ancestors inside.

But in the end, he denied the choice!

Driving wolves with tigers may not lead to good results. There is a great possibility... After driving wolves, they will be eaten by tigers!

Today's Federation, in the final analysis, has too little background and experience, so the best way to resolve this war is for the Federation to grow up by itself. Once there is an irresistible fate, Wang Baole's choice will not be those vast ancestors with unknown attitudes, but his own senior brothers!

"The vast Taoist palace is an outsider after all..." Wang Baole squinted. Even for Feng qiuran, he was actually wary of it in the bottom of his heart, but Wang Baole hid deeply, and quietly ran straight to the vast main island with Feng qiuran.

Time flies, the past two days!

Because the climate and environment of the hilt area is better than that of the sword body, the speed of flying smoke is also much faster. In two days, Wang Baole and Feng qiuran, who recovered most of his healing skills, finally returned to the main island of the vast Taoist palace.

Now the main island is almost empty, and there are not many monks left. Only a few Weiyang people are left here, just in case, and they are not the opponents of Wang Baole and Feng qiuran at all. With the arrival of the two, they did not stay at all, and directly launched the destruction.

The whole process of killing, that is, about a incense stick. When the remaining seven or eight Weiyang people were all killed by the two people, and the message was not transmitted, Wang Baole and Feng qiuran came to the transmission array. After careful inspection and confirmation, the array was opened.

In this array, the light was shining all over the sky, and the earth roared and trembled. Wang Baole and Feng qiuran looked at each other.

"Elder qiuran, don't separate us after going out. Follow me... Let's fight out!"

"Don't wait for another day? I need another day, and my cultivation can be completely restored. Now I can only barely reach the level of Tongshen." Feng qiuran was silent for a few breaths and asked Wang Baole.

Wangbaole did not speak, and bowed deeply to Feng qiuran.

Looking at Wang Baole and feeling the heaviness of Wang Baole, Feng qiuran sighed and didn't speak again. Instead, the cultivation in his body suddenly turned, and the cultivation of Tongshen suddenly burst into a burst and stepped into the transmission array.

After her, Wang Baole took a deep breath, and the bloody meridians outside his body suddenly changed, forming a Red Emperor armor in the click sound. Ferociously cooperating with his majestic body, he reappeared the evil spirit figure and stepped into the transmission array step by step.

Almost at the moment when both of them entered the array, the transmission array roared, the bright light rose into the sky, and the opened waves hit the four directions in a ring, making the heaven and earth change, and the two figures in the array suddenly... Disappeared!