Chapter 510, The Power of Time and Space, Building a Foundation Spirit Fire

A dark purple illustrious flame suddenly burned on the dark real mask. Compared with the dark real mask, this purple flame was originally not big, but it was just a little contact. It was like a flame encountering fuel. It was burned in the most intense blazing mode, and finally spread to the whole black burning real mask, forming a A huge purple burning sphere.

Something extraordinary happened. Under the resistance of the strong black fire, the space around me was like a wolf who met a flock of sheep. Although there were many sheep, it was still a wolf attacking and defending it.

But at this time, as soon as the purple flame replaced the black burning Zhenyuan mask, the momentum of attack and defense immediately changed, as if all the sheep had torn off their skins and suddenly turned into jaguars. Although it was rare, it roared at the closed space around it, but no one dared to touch the edge. With the help of this force, the Jubao Cave was completely out of the attraction of the space-time flow. Before the space closed, it fell heavily into the primitive forest below. The dust exploded, the birds frightened, the dark true shield was exhausted, and the strange purple flame just suddenly disappeared...

"It's unexpected that after three years of fighting in different time and space, you can still get such benefits. There are some properties of time and space in the spiritual fire of the foundation. I'm afraid such an opportunity is also unique." With the low self-talking voice, "K-ba, K-ba, K-ba" sounded a crisp and broken sound, in a deep pit in the Jubao Cave, a huge purple skull slowly cracked, and then "banged" burst. The terrible tension from the inside out was like a terrible sleep since ancient times. After hundreds of millions of years of sleep, the fierce beast revived and awakened again from the earth's crust.

Slowly opened the red eyes like a fierce beast, and the gray space around it was red because of the pupil's power. Zhu Peng appeared from the broken skeleton, wearing a damaged thick spiritual armor, and the sword weapon Yulong on his side even when building the foundation. All this made Zhu Peng look like a victorious general at this time, more like a fairy Taoist who has no dispute with the secular world.

Just when Zhu Peng, who completed his own foundation and even got great benefits in the process of foundation, slowly came out of the broken amethyst skeleton, his seven big holes such as his vagina, secluded pool, heart and so on suddenly spewed a purple flame mixed with blood, which not only damaged Zhu Peng's strong body, but even Zhu Peng's body. The heavy spiritual armor was burned by these seven red and purple blood and purple flames, just like leaves gnawed by a large number of locusts, which looked strangely fragile.

Even Zhu Peng snorted with pain. His left hand unconsciously pressed his chest, but at the corners of his mouth, there was a thick red hair and purple blood overflowing. After coughing a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, Zhu Peng was able to calm down.

"The opportunity is a good opportunity, and the benefits are rich. The opportunity is a good opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. However, if I don't kill the golden armor puppet in a different time and space to release enough aura and evil spirit that is enough for me to build a foundation, and even I didn't complete the foundation in a different space at that time. I'm afraid that these true elements that are alienated by the "space and space flow" will not only not be integrated into my foundation spirit fire when I build the foundation, but will also the moment I return to the earth star. It's killing me."

Although most of the alien true and space-time power has been integrated into Zhu Peng's own foundation spirit fire, only the remaining remnants are already very terrible, which makes Zhu Peng's body and meridians as strong as demons backwork and damage both inside and outside.

If it hadn't been for Zhu Pengcha's feeling that most of them had been solved, I'm afraid that as soon as Zhu Peng, who had been drifted outside for three years, would have died because of the completely different internal and external space forces. It's like a mortal diving to the sea for thousands of meters or less without any equipment. Even if he does not suffocate at the bottom of the sea, he will die when he returns to the sea, because of the different pressure inside and outside the body, causing a large number of alveoli to break and suffocate.

This is the power of space, shadowless and invisible. It will not appear in front of your eyes, but if you dare to ignore it a little, it will inadvertently kill you. ( This has a scientific basis. It's not salted fish. The most typical example is the "band fish" that everyone often eats. Haven't you found that you have never seen a "living" belt fish? Basically, what we see is frozen. Because this kind of deep-sea fish has just been salvaged to the middle layer and has died because of the difference in internal and external pressure, it is impossible to see a lively belt fish on the shore. I remember it's probably such a theory. If the details are wrong, no wonder.)

Suppressing the fluctuation of Qi and his own qi and blood. Zhu Peng opened a storage space bag for medicine, took out the elixir and applied it very skillfully for himself. In the three years of space-time flow, Zhu Peng really did too many times. Zhu Peng, who has been sick for a long time and can even roughly estimate his own body. How long will the injury be better, and how much combat effectiveness can you break out during the injury?

Moved his hands and feet, and then Zhu Peng directly threw up the array of the mixed fighting and killing array, shrouded it on the body that had been reduced a lot in the Jubao Cave, and then burst out the breath that had just stepped into the foundation. He was like a beast king and told the other strong: "This is my territory."

This practice is undoubtedly a little arrogant in this unfamiliar place, but there is nothing we can do. This remnant of Jubaodongfu is a precious combat product that Zhu Peng got after working hard for three years. Zhu Peng does not intend to give it to others until he eats enough benefits and takes advantage of it.

At this time, there was only about one-third left in the huge Jubao Cave House. Fortunately, the main body of the Jubaozhai and the alchemy room were there, but the Treasure Pavilion was decomposed and flew alone in the time and space flow.

In conversion, it means that Zhu Peng has lost about hundreds of spiritual weapons, three or four treasures, and spiritual stones worth hundreds of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars. The distressed Zhu Peng wants to eat his own two. Fortunately, all kinds of classics that Zhu Peng cares most are hidden in Jubaozhai. As long as he gets them, not to mention the doomsday, it is the immortal way after the doomsday. There is a basic foothold in the plane, and the Blood Spirit Ridge has the corresponding confidence and foundation.

According to Zhu Peng's habit, he first went to the familiar alchemy room. In the past three or four years of time and space, more than half of Zhu Peng's elixir supplies were obtained here, and a small half of them were originally equipped with Blood Spirit. On the other hand, he was originally the puppet golden armored man who was half the owner here, but he could only look at the elixir full of nothing.

Author's language: http://book.zongheng.com/book/166149.html 2012 Doomsday Fairy is the first published vertical and horizontally. Thank you for your great support. In addition, after careful determination, This book will be officially launched on August 26. In a word, it must be right for everyone to strongly support salted fish this month.