According to Ding Yi, it's better to catch up immediately and catch up with the most spiritual pulse.

The five level spiritual pulse that Ding Yi just got can take 80000 years. The one that just attacked Ding Yi can take at least 160000 years or even 200000 years.

But Ding Yi doesn't need to be angry with him now.

If he wants spiritual pulse, he needs a lot of spiritual pulse. It doesn't matter whether he can get through spiritual pulse or not. The key is to grasp it well.

Whoever is easy to catch will be caught, and if he doesn't catch up, he will run out.

The body of pan is infinite. These spiritual veins scatter and flee. I don't know where they will go.

It's hard for Ding Yi to find a place to hide in his heart.

"God Wu, come out and help me catch it." Ding Yi couldn't take care of it and let it out for the first time.

Two people divide the troops two ways, swish quickly grasp past.

The sky suddenly becomes very chaotic. Countless spiritual veins run around like headless flies. Ding Yi and Tian Tian Wu shuttle around and keep catching.

Two people this can be ruthless, can't be three head and six arms, OK.

Ding Yi's flying speed can't be increased by 100 times.

God, Wu is holding back, Ding Yi is holding forward, flying while holding, slowly approaching the huge heart.

The heart of the disk, like a continent, lay before his eyes.

It's about thousands of miles away.

Many spiritual veins are the heart of the flying disk.

When Ding Yi came closer and closer, he suddenly felt the overwhelming pressure from the opposite side.

Plop, plop, Ding Yi felt that the huge heart was still beating.

It is the source of life, the origin of all the powers of the heavens.

Ding Yi can't fly a hundred miles forward.

Even if it's dead.

Even if it's just the heart.

Even after lying here for tens of billions of years.

The ancient atmosphere and the power of splitting the earth never weakened.

The endless majesty and pressure.

"Why don't you chase me?" In Ding Yi's body, Long Yi can't feel the power. He finds that Ding Yi stops and asks strangely.

"I can't fly past. If I fly forward, my body will collapse. Pan's will is too terrible - His Majesty can't be infringed by anything -" Ding Yi sighs and turns back.

He watched countless spiritual pulse, swish, like white smoke, the Dragon flew to the heart of the disk, and then hid.

Pity, pity, ah, my money, my energy.

Ding Yi hates. He doesn't have enough preparation. He thinks it's easy to catch these spiritual veins as he did before.

If I had known that, I would have prepared some advanced puppets and come out together. I can definitely catch a lot more.

Is the angry emperor sb, still want to get the heart?

Who took such a big heart?

If you can take it, the sage Huang Zheng took it that year.

The heart of the plate, where it is placed, is enough to kill Xianjun and Xiandi. Who dares to take it?

Ding Yicai is a little closer, a few hundred miles away. He can't bear the power. Who can take away the heart?

Who wants to be able to practice this heart, I'm afraid that it will impact the sage at one stroke?

Ding Yijue can't think much about it. He can feel the pressure from afar.

A person died for such a long time, a heart has such a strong pressure, I really don't know how terrible the disk was.

Ding Yi flies back slowly and sees the place where the giant is just now. The place is empty and the giant has gone.

Ding Yi's heart also fell.

Then he suddenly thought of a question? How can I get out?

It's time. Can I go back?

What if the transmission from outside doesn't affect the inside?

Just as Ding Yi was thinking wildly, God Wu came with a sad face.

"How many did you catch?"“ How much do you catch? "

They asked each other in unison.

"Grandma's, one by one run faster than the ghost, I caught 41." Oh, my God. Wu chuckles.

He didn't get good results. There were thirty-eight fourth order and three fifth order spirit veins, totally forty-one.

"Forget it, I can already be the number one local tyrant in the world." Ding Yi comforts himself not to be greedy.

He caught thirty-six, thirty-four, and two of them.

In this way, Ding Yi now has a total of 74 fourth-order spiritual veins and five fifth order spiritual veins.

The five steps in the first Dragon King Ding are not included.

Ding Yi's wealth is comparable to the heavenly palace.

Apart from the Immortal Emperor and the sage, there is no one richer than him in the universe.

"I just saw a little purple pulse. I suspect it's level 6, so I want to chase it. Otherwise, I can chase it for a few more days." God, Wu is a little reluctant.

"I also see two, but the purple one is running too fast. There may be chaotic purple Qi in it. I have a familiar feeling - forget it, there is a treasure of genius. That is to say, we can't catch it. It may prove that we shouldn't have it." Ding Yi's attitude is better.

Now he's suddenly rich again. These five five spiritual veins are better than what he caught before. If you put them in the magic weapon and shake them every day, you may lose thousands of Wang Pinxian crystals every day.

They don't have to be buried down the mountain.

What else do you want?

Don't be greedy.

Without saying a word, Ding Yi put these five five level spiritual veins into the diamond platform to test how many Wang Pinxian crystals can be dropped every day.

He gathered up all his spiritual veins and looked up at his feet.

There is an endless void under your feet.

Before, there were countless spiritual veins in the air. After shaking for a while, there would be a lot of top-notch products and Wang Pinxian crystals.

It's very deep down here. Ding Yi estimates that it will take several days to fly.

Before he was in the stomach of the dish, he had been flying for several days. Later, it was the giant who took him away to speed up.

"Go." Ding Yi bowed his head and flew down.

He guessed right. There are a lot of immortal crystals below. The more they go down, the more immortal they are.

Occasionally, I can see the spirit pulse of the fairyland just running here.

However, most of the spiritual veins are spiritual. Maybe they are close to the heart of the disk. Seeing Ding Yi from a long distance, I think I know that Ding Yi just grabbed them. Whoosh, some of the spiritual veins turn around and run away.

Some of them are not spiritual, or they were here before. They were just seen by Ding Yi and went up to catch them.

After three days, Ding Yifei caught four fourth-order spirit veins and one fifth order spirit vein.

Now Ding Yi's total number of spiritual pulse is 78 fourth order and 6 fifth order.

At this time, Ding Yi found that it was getting brighter and brighter below.

Xianjing can be seen everywhere.

When he flew down, he met a conditional blood vessel, on which there were many fairy crystals.

But Ding Yi knows that this is only a small part, so he has no time to have a look.

All the way to the bottom.

At the bottom of the plate is the sternum, each sternum is huge, like a continuous continent.

Because there is no flesh and blood, so the space below is huge.

When Ding Yifei came near, he saw piles of immortal crystals, dense and endless.

Too shocking, the scene is really too shocking, from a distance, below is the desert, and Xianjing, is the sand in the desert.

Bang, at last Ding Yi fell to the ground and stood on a pile of fairy crystals, as if he had come to the world of fairy crystals.

He looked up in all directions, endless around, only to see Xianjing.

For tens of billions of years, every day Xianjing fell from the heart and covered all the places below.

"How many fairy crystals are there?" God, both Wu and long are in awe.

Ding Yi has just seen it clearly. He shakes every few minutes. If he shakes once, he will lose hundreds of thousands or even millions. Can he lose hundreds of millions a day? How many billion can be lost in a year? How many trillions can be lost in a six billion year era?

Not at all.

Ding Yi can't count any more. All he knows is that there are all immortal crystals below, so many that there are countless people, more than the stars in the universe.

"The spirit pulse just above doesn't fall off the immortal crystal together. Some of them don't fall off. If they fall off together, it's even worse." God, Wu exclaimed.

"Longyi, can you help me to figure out what's in it?"

Ding Yi then asked long Yi.

He took 78 four steps and six five steps and flew for a few days. Longyi helped him calculate how many immortal crystals he could drop in a day.

"Random, not fixed." Dragon one way: "each spirit pulse shakes off the immortal crystal time is not equal, see spirit pulse channeling degree, not channeling, may be half a day will fall, channeling may be a few minutes to fall, and, when disturbed, sometimes will fall."

Ding Yi knows this. He just met a lot of spirit veins. The spirit veins were shocked and a lot of immortal crystals fell out immediately.

"In a word, in recent days, on average, about 800 of the best Xianjing and 1000 of wangpin Xianjing have been lost every day."

There are so many fourth order spirit veins, but few immortal crystals are lost, because the fourth order spirit veins can't be lost without channeling.

The fifth level pulse will fall whether it is channeled or not.

"It's good. I can make money at last. Hahaha." Ding Yi is ecstatic.