Everyone went to practice, and Wang Feng started to recover from his injuries under Jiang Yihuan’s guardian. His injury had already recovered half of his injuries, so for the rest of the time, Wang Feng only needs to sit quietly cross-legged to slowly recover. His injury recovered.
"Finally done."
Just as Wang Feng himself expected, when five days later, his injury completely recovered. After many thunder and lightning strikes, Wang Feng's physical body has reached an unprecedentedly powerful state, and his physical body has been strong. It can't be stronger, even if he is completely standing still, this average supreme can't hurt him any more.
To describe it in one sentence, the other supreme beings are eggs, and his body is a stone. This big egg is not its opponent when it touches a stone. It can only be broken by itself, so Wang Feng's body is already strong. Kind of almost abnormal.
Maybe there is no one in this world who is his physical body, even the saint might not work.
The reason why the saint woman is stronger than him is probably because the saint woman's combat power is stronger than him. If she really wants to fight the flesh, Wang Feng estimated that he could tear the saint alive.
"Can you feel when the saint will come?" Jiang Yihuan asked at this moment.
"I haven't felt it yet. She probably hasn't come to me yet." Wang Feng said at this time.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng shook his head and said: "She had better not come to us now, because this might give us more time to strengthen our own strength. This is a good thing."
"That's true."
"What are you going to do next?" Jiang Yihuan asked at this moment.
"Of course it is what I did before, what I still do now."
"Do you still take the risk to extract that grayish-brown mist?" Jiang Yihuan's expression changed when he heard Wang Feng's words.
"Of course not." Wang Feng shook his head, and then said: "I mean now I will use other methods to improve my cultivation, such as..."
Speaking of this, Wang Feng took out from his Dantian space the blood-red big ball that he hadn't absorbed completely at the beginning. The power in this big ball has been used several times and now there is not much power left.
Originally, Wang Feng wanted to keep this force for backup, in order to prevent him from being too badly injured and unable to recover from one day. I remember that he used this blood cell to survive the last time, so this thing is completely OK at certain moments. What is used to save lives is even equivalent to a second life.
But now it is not advisable to extract the mist, so he can only use this method to enhance his strength, perhaps this is a thankless behavior, but now he can improve a little bit, and does not want to waste time.
If he is not an opponent in a battle with the saint, then he will definitely die. What use is he even if he keeps this blood cell?
Therefore, the limited resources must now be spent on the limited time, and nothing should be wasted. Under such circumstances, Wang Feng will naturally use it.
"The power in this blood cell is really tyrannical."
"Toughness is tyranny, but I am afraid that this power will not be used once or twice. When the power inside is exhausted, the blood cell will lose its effect."
"It seems that the saint has been improving her cultivation level, or she would have killed her already." Jiang Yihuan said at this time.
"She must be cultivating. Otherwise, how could she have such a strong power? Now what we have to do is to fight in this place and wait for the saint to come."
"It's really lucky for you to have so many people around you in your life." Jiang Yihuan said at this time.
"Don't worry, even if I die, I will never let the saint hurt you at all. This is my bottom line."
"How could there be a powerful woman like a saint in this world? It's incredible."
"If I were the age of a saint, I think my cultivation base would not be weaker than her, or even stronger than her." Wang Feng said at this time.
"Since your injury has recovered and you are no longer taking risks, then I think I should go out too."
"Are you going to find the princess?" Wang Feng asked at this time.
"Yes." Jiang Yihuan nodded, and then said: "I'm afraid that if I don't see her again, I might leave regrets in my life."
"Brother Jiang, don’t be so pessimistic, you don’t have to intervene in my battle, just like what I said, even if I die in the hands of the saint, you can still run away, the saint can calculate mine Whereabouts, it’s just because I’m special, but you are different. Even if the saint has the ability to reach the sky, if she wants to find you, it’s not that easy, so you have a chance to escape."
"That's just your own wishful thinking. If the saint does come, I can guarantee that the people around you will not leave." Jiang Yihuan smiled bitterly.
Wang Feng's idea is to ensure everyone's safety, but how can Wang Feng know the ideas of those people, so everyone has their own ideas, watching Wang Feng die, they may not be able to do it.
Therefore, Jiang Yihuan still wanted to say goodbye. He didn't want to leave any regrets in his life.
He has done so many wrong things in his life, and he can hardly avenge his death even if his wife is dead, so now if he is going to fight for Wang Feng and die, then he must want to see his daughter.
In this way, even if he died underground, he would at least have an explanation to Princess Changping's mother.
"Let's go, you are good at practicing." Patting Wang Feng on the shoulder, Jiang Yihuan turned and left.
"If that's the case, then you go, I can take care of myself."
"See you later."
Hearing Jiang Yihuan's words, Wang Feng knew that even if he was trying to keep Jiang Yihuan, it would be useless, because he definitely hadn't given up on him. In that case, does Wang Feng need to intervene in it?
Since he wanted to recognize his daughter, Wang Feng could only let him go.
"Who is going to break into the middle stage of the Xianwu Realm?"
As soon as Jiang Yihuan left on his front foot, Wang Feng on the back foot noticed a sudden emergence of heaven and earth, and the dark clouds appeared above their heads. This was a sign of the formation of the tribulation. This black cloud layer is the tribulation. cloud.
Expanding his heavenly eyes, Wang Feng saw the person who was about to cross the calamity at a glance. It was a woman in white clothes who was surpassing the snow, and her snow-white skin was as sacred and inviolable as mutton fat white jade.
She is also one of Wang Feng's wives, once the lord of a country, and the first female emperor of the Tianyin Empire, Dong Qiongyao.
"Get a good sense of the robbery, accept the baptism, I will protect the law for you."
Appearing not far from her, Wang Feng's voice sounded.
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