Chapter 779

"Little five?" Wang Baole glanced sideways at the young man with colorful clothes and small mirrors around him. He thought that the national emblem he said was actually a parrot. He thought it was a match for this man. He thought about his father and was very similar to himself in name.

Thinking of this, he was about to nod, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the young man carefully. This eye was obviously different from before, and immediately put great pressure on Xiao Wu. He didn't know what he said wrong.

"It's interesting. Why didn't I react before... What this person said is clearly not a federation or a divine eye, but I can understand it, and I can understand the jade slips he gave me!" Wang Baole's heart accelerated a little, and he took out the jade slip again. This time, he was very sure that it was strange to simply read the text inside, but it seemed that the text had an inexplicable power, which made him understand it!

This is somewhat contradictory and mysterious. At the same time, what makes wangbaole feel a little strange is that he didn't notice all this before, as if the other party's language contains strange power, which can make people ignore it by themselves.

"Xuanchen Empire?" Wang Baole pondered for a moment. When the young man's tension became more and more intense, he raised his right hand and grabbed the young man across the air. He grabbed it directly in his hand and stepped forward, jumping straight to the battleship parked in the meteorite alien sky.

With Wang Baole's cultivation, this distance was almost crossed in the blink of an eye. After entering the warship, Zhuo Yixian, who was imprisoned there and couldn't move, immediately saw the stranger in Wang Baole's hand.

When his eyes shrunk slightly, Wang Baole had thrown the little five in his hand aside, and then untied Zhuo Yixian's imprisonment.

With the release of the imprisonment, Zhuo Yixian seemed to lose his strength, staggered back a few steps, and was about to say hello to Wang Baole, but suddenly he felt something wrong. When he looked sideways, he found that the stranger brought in by long Nanzi seemed to look at him with some hostility at the moment.

"Master, this is..." Zhuo Yixian hesitated for a moment, feeling that the other party's cultivation was the same as his own, and his heart guessed.

"Just like you." Wang Baole opened his mouth faintly and didn't pay attention to the two people anymore. Instead, he sat down cross legged, controlling the warship to return to Shenmu civilization, while thinking about the magic weapon formula given by Xiao Wu.

As the warship roared and galloped in the starry sky, Xiao Wu moved his body. First, he looked at Wang Baole, who was meditating with his eyes closed, and then looked sideways at Zhuo Yixian.

At the moment, Zhuo Yixian was also looking at Xiao Wu. After the two people looked at each other, in Zhuo Yixian's surprise, the hostility in Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly became strong, and he directly shook his sleeve, and the small mirror on his body made a tinkling sound and opened his mouth faintly.

"Mortal, if you see this prince, don't kneel down and see him!"

“？？” Zhuo Yixian was stunned for a moment.

"Don't you understand what the prince said? Anyway, I think there's something wrong with your head from the look of your stupidity, but you remember. From then on, Dad, the eldest brother, the second son of the prince, you're the third, remember!" Little five raised his chin, with pride in his eyes, took out a handkerchief from his body and threw it at Zhuo Yixian.

"Come on, wipe the boots made of 100000 Aifei's hair for this prince."

"You are sick!" Zhuo Yixian also reacted at the moment, snorting coldly, and his eyes showed that he was not good.

"Bold!" Xiao Wu was about to roar, but he thought that Wang Baole was meditating and he couldn't disturb him, so this should be two words with full momentum. He whispered them out, but his body suddenly moved and went straight to Zhuo Yixian. When he approached, his right foot was raised and kicked at Zhuo Yixian's stomach.

This scene is very similar to Wang Baole's kicking him at the beginning.

Zhuo Yixian was also inexplicably angry. He was already oppressed after coming to Shenmu civilization. Now this psychopath bullied himself again, so he couldn't help fighting back immediately, and immediately the two of them fought in the warship.

Because they all worried about Wang Baole, they didn't dare to use magic weapons and magic powers. They just integrated spiritual power into their limbs and fought with each other with acceptable power between their fists and feet, but soon Zhuo Yixian suffered a loss. Obviously, Wang Baole felt incredible about the anti Strike ability of Xiao Wu. Although Zhuo Yixian's action was not so exaggerated for Xiao Wu, it was compared with the pain Wang Baole had brought to him before, The gap is too big.

So... After more than ten breaths, Zhuo Yixian obviously fell in the wind, especially after Xiaowu jumped, he was pressed under his body, so the roar and struggle suddenly became strong, and Wang Baole could not have been unaware of it, and had already opened his eyes and frowned at it.

"Enough!" After a long time, Zhuo Yixian's face changed. Wang Baole spoke faintly. As soon as his words came out, Xiao Wu instantly backed up, showing flattery on his face, and spoke quickly.

"Dad, I'm wrong!"

Zhuo Yixian just got up. His face was swollen and his anger was almost overwhelming, but he didn't dare to provoke long Nanzi. At this moment, he could only speak in a low voice.

"Master, it's his first hand."

Without paying any attention to these two people, Wang Baole closed his eyes again and thought about the magic weapon prescription given by Xiao Wu. He had more insight and a sense of bypass by analogy. He had some ideas about the eighth layer of Xing Xian Zhentian mask, so he didn't notice that after he closed his eyes, Xiao Wu seemed to be very proud of his superiority in terms of address, and gestured at Zhuo Yixian.

"I call dad, you call the master, who is high and who is low, don't you have points in your heart!"

"Crazy!" Zhuo Yixian pressed his anger and didn't like this little five pole. He simply sat down in a corner and ignored it. In this way, time passed little by little under the repeated provocations of little five.

Soon the warship they were on returned to the Shenmu civilization, entered the field of ZhangTian xingxianzong, and fell on the satellite of Bingfeng Legion next to ZhangTian star.

As soon as he came back, Wang Baole hurried to the cave, ready to study his experience of the magic weapon prescription in isolation. He vaguely felt that if the Xing xiangai was refined in the way he wanted, it would not only be a problem to break through the eighth layer, but even reach a higher level.

This made Wang Baole excited, so after returning to the cave, he arranged Zhuo Yixian and Xiao Wu to guard the gate together, and began to study.

Just... Wang Baole, who was busy studying the refining device, soon became irritable. It was really... Without his deterrence, the two at the door seemed to disagree, and they fought again, and the roar was strong, echoing everywhere. At the same time, it even attracted the attention of many female monks of the ice Phoenix Corps passing by, as if they were fighting dogs... Many onlookers commented on the excitement.

Such noise made Wang Baole extremely unhappy. He simply summoned the little donkey who didn't know where to play to come back and let it take care of them. At the same time, he also gave a serious warning.

This method is indeed effective. For the little donkey who is having fun but is called back, he is in a very unhappy mood, so even if he recognizes Zhuo Yixian, he is still very impatient. As long as the other party moves, he will give a sound, bared his teeth and bite on the stone beside him, making a threatening sound.

For the strange little five, it's even more like this, especially when hearing that little five called Wang Baole's father, which made the little donkey vaguely feel a sense of crisis, so little five moved, and the little donkey didn't bite the stone, but... Stared at him and licked his tongue.

This put great pressure on Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu seemed to be used to pleasing the strong... So he no longer fought with Zhuo Yixian, but flattered the little donkey, shouted one by one, and massaged the little donkey, making the little donkey feel more pleasing to his eyes.

At the same time, Zhuo Yixian was also terrified. On the one hand, he was in awe of the ferocity of the little donkey. On the other hand, he also felt that the little donkey was very similar to a pet he hated very much in his memory.

But he told himself in his heart that it was impossible, so he could only think of different civilizations, but there was little difference in the appearance of fierce beasts.

In this way, with the pair of living treasures and the little donkey, half a month has passed, and Wang Baole in the cave is also pondering and immersed in this half a month. Although his face is haggard, his eyes are brighter day by day.

"The eighth layer of the criminal fairy cover... Can be solved!!"