Chapter 1840

This time Ding Yi sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, and finally got the benefit. He exploded his anger and took over emperor Jiang.

The only pity was that the situation was urgent and we didn't catch the hammer of the abyss.

But he also knows that people can not be too greedy, today's harvest is not small.

"Boss, boss, five level spirit pulse --" long can't wait for a long time. Close the five level spirit pulse quickly.

Ding Yi is so busy that he doesn't even have time to receive the fifth level pulse.

He hurried back to the place just now, and the five level spirit pulse was still in place, wandering back and forth like a giant dragon.

Wang pin Xian Jing fell all over the ground.

Ding Yi was overjoyed. He quickly reached out and grabbed the dragon like pulse in his hand.

Suddenly he felt a tremor all over his body, and a strong immortal Qi came to his face. The immortal Qi entered his body in a flash, and he felt like he was going to burst.

He was so scared that he quickly transferred his magic power, digested the immortal Qi, and immediately felt that he had hundreds of immortal Qi in his body.

But now he is a billion level immortal Qi. These extra immortal Qi will soon leave his body and disappear into the void.

It's the fifth level spirit pulse. With a little breath, it will increase hundreds of immortal Qi.

Is it OK to practice sitting next to him?

Ding Yi is developed now. At least longyi has fuel to use.

But he was a little reluctant.

Because he doesn't have any fairy crystal now.

The angry emperor has just collected billions of wangpin Xianjing, but all of them are in the hammer of the abyss and run away with the hammer.

"What do you think, boss? Throw it into the Dragon King cauldron. Do you want to keep it as a chicken laying eggs?" Longyi knows that Ding Yi wants to keep the five level spirit pulse and produce a steady stream of Wang Pinxian crystals.

But the speed is too slow. Even if it produces hundreds or thousands of yuan a day, it's not enough for Ding Yi.

Although Ding Yi can turn time around, it also consumes a lot of time, which is wasted.

The best use is as fuel.

"I can use it for at least 100000 years, boss. Your peerless gun has to be upgraded. There's no fuel left."

Ding Yi thinks about it, forget it, fuel is still important, and the body of the dish is so big, maybe it can still be found.

"Well, I'll use it for you first, and I'll look for it later." With a big wave of his hand, Ding Yi threw the five level spirit pulse into the Dragon King Ding.

Boom, as soon as the spirit pulse goes in, the whole Vajra platform is slightly shocked. The Dragon King tripod roars like a giant dragon, and the sky fire dances like a dragon. The immortal spirit rushes up everywhere. The tripod vibrates and the flame burns to the sky.

"Wow, too strong, too strong --" longyi exclaimed excitedly.

The five level spirit pulse contains so much immortal Qi that even the Dragon King tripod itself seems to absorb it.

"Boss, you said that if I practice a few more Wang Pinxian utensils, will I become Taoist utensils?"

"No way." Ding Yi was also stunned.

However, since the beginning of fairyland, there have been few pieces of Wang Pinxian utensils, and several pieces of Shilong WANGDING have been practiced. If you continue to practice in this way, it means that it is also accumulating experience. It's really hard to say how it will change in the future.

After putting the five level spirit pulse in place, Ding Yi can't manage these for the time being, and he goes not far away again.

A round of blood essence was sealed in the air by him.

It's burning all over the place.

The angry emperor is not dead, but he is committing suicide.

"Do you want to be immortal? Hahaha, don't dream. Even if I burn to ashes, I won't be partial to you -- "the will of the angry emperor is still so strong:" my hammer of the abyss has escaped, and will find my companion. The hammer of the abyss is intelligent. It will guide my companion to find you, and then kill you. If you want to be smart, let me go now -- I promise not to pursue any further -- "

When you get to the level of Xianjun, you don't want to die. Angry Tianjun wants to have a miracle while burning his will.

"Angry emperor, do you want to live and die when you die? I'm waiting for your so-called ten Heavenly Kings. I'll kill one and another. You're not the first and you won't be the last. " Ding Yicai doesn't talk nonsense with him. He takes the time to cultivate Tianjun.

Now he is full of immortality, so he wants to smoke some space-time laws and particles.

This angry Emperor just showed the power of space-time particles. I don't know how many particles there will be in his body?

"It's right now to train the heavenly king." Ding Yi sneers and grabs. He grabs a mass of flesh and blood in mid air.

Sit straight across your knees and start practicing.

"You brute, you really want to cultivate the heavenly king - we will not let you go in the world of nature -" angry heavenly king didn't expect Ding Yi to be so bold and dare to cultivate the Immortal King.

Most of the immortals dare not practice, for fear of being eaten back.

But Ding Yi is used to doing this kind of thing and is not afraid at all. Moreover, he has a lot of experience. The more powerful he is, the more he will share.

The Immortal King, like the angry emperor, divides him and the blood essence into one hundred parts, and each part is trained, so that he will have the security guarantee and will not be swallowed by the counter.

Boom, Ding Yi's mind moves, and he feels that he is squeezed into a chaotic space, full of blood essence and thick mind.

Xianjun's thoughts are full and thick.

"Kill, kill, kill, I'll fight with you --" the coarse ideas there suddenly spread their teeth and claws, turned into giant beasts, and seemed to roar to Ding Yi's ideas.

"How dare you be so arrogant when you are dying?" Ding Yi's mind moves and bangs. His mind is like an army, dispersing each other's mind. Instead of training these minds, he is looking for them.

Like a gust of wind blowing through this chaotic space.

Suddenly, his eyes began to enlarge infinitely.

Whoosh, whoosh, a million times magnification.

In countless thoughts, finally found a crystal like crystal clear particles.

"Particles of time and space, hahaha --"

"Damn it? Can you see my space-time particles? " The angry emperor is frightened and afraid. People who can see the particles of time and space must have the particles of time and space.

No wonder this guy is a saint, but he has such strong power.

"Who are you, who are you in the end, you are a saint, why do you have time and space particles --" the angry emperor cried out in horror.

But Ding Yi didn't pay any attention to him at all. His mind moved and roared. The space-time particles in his body were already exploding, and the whole body's energy gathered. Suddenly, a strong suction penetrated into the will of the angry emperor.

"Ah --" the angry emperor screamed, and his space-time particles were forcefully extracted by Ding Yi.

That kind of feeling, like a person was pulled down a piece of meat.

The angry emperor screamed and screamed.

But he can't control it at all. He can only watch the particles of time and space formed by his hard work for countless years slowly enter Ding Yi's body.

Bang, his space-time particles soon squeeze into Ding Yi's body, and the angry emperor feels that his eyes are bright, as if he has fallen into the river of stars. You can see the stars all over the sky.

"A lot of space-time particles? so many? How is that possible? " The angry emperor was scared out of his mind. It turned out that all the stars in the sky were particles of time and space in Ding Yi's body.

"I know, I know, you are the son of Saint Huang Zheng, the man the young master is looking for." The angry emperor finally came back to God. In the world of heaven, except the son of the sage, who can have so many particles of time and space?

"Ha ha ha, do you finally know? Unfortunately, it's too late. The peerless emperor has gone one step ahead of you -- "Ding Yi laughs.

"Beast, little beast, you have to die hard. The young master will come to the fairyland, kill you and deprive you of your body --" the angry emperor had a little business, so just now he persuaded Ding Yi to let go of himself. Now he knows that Ding Yi is the son of the sage, so he knows that both sides are immortal.

We can't strengthen Ding Yi's strength, and we can't let Ding Yi rival the young master.

Boom, anger, all the flesh and blood, essence and blood of Tianjun are burning wildly.

This time, he really held the heart of death.

"Burn it, burn it, I'm full of immortal Qi, it doesn't matter your blood essence --" Ding Yi's face is expressionless, his mind speeds up, stripping and extracting his space-time particles from countless blood essence.

From time to time, particles of space and time are found by him, then they are taken away, enter his body, and merge with his body.

Ten, one hundred, two hundred.

Ding Yi found that there were still a lot of space-time particles in this angry emperor.

In less than an hour, Ding Yi found more than 200 pills.

At this time, after one hour's burning, the blood essence of the angry emperor was less and less, and his will was weaker and weaker.

"You wait, the young master will take revenge for me -- --- you practice the Immortal King, you can't die well, the heaven world can't accommodate you -- --- you wait -- --- someone will kill you -- ---" the angry emperor died with endless reluctance and pain.