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Chapter 1072 Divine Blood?(1/3)

This day.

Zhenhai League, an old man with a vicissitudes of face walked out of a hall in the Teleportation Hall of Zhenhai Fairy City.

However, the old man did not follow the crowd and walked out of the teleportation hall, but instead walked towards another teleportation hall not far away.

Not long.

The old man disappeared into Zhenhai Fairy City.

At the same time.

The teleportation hall of a large fairy city in Zhenhai League, a teleportation array in a hall, and the vicissitudes of the old man with a vicissitudes of face revealed his true appearance as the formation light was extinguished.

However, the scene reappears.

The old man still did not leave the teleportation hall, but changed to a teleportation hall.

Just like that, after dozens of times...

certainly.

Such a strange scene was not discovered by others.

Most monks can only change the teleportation array a few times at most to reach their destination.

But if you transfer the teleportation array dozens of times, this behavior is rare.

Not only that.

This teleportation fee is that even the Jindan monk will have to grit his teeth and bleed once.

Not to mention, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator who has a lower cultivation level and limited spiritual stones earned only by selling it, even if he cuts his skin and draws blood, he can't afford the huge sum of money even if he sells it.

at last!

The old man stopped such a strange behavior in a border fairy city in Zhenhai League, and later arrived outside the fairy city.

Immediately afterwards.

A spiritual light rose from outside the fairy city, sank into the sky, disappearing.

In the sky, a rainbow light crossed the sky and flew towards the dividing line between Zhenhai Alliance and the Demon Alliance.

After a long time...

The flowing light suddenly stopped and stopped floating in the air.

The old man with a vicissitudes of face looked at the end of the sky.

In a vague way, he could see a magic light flashing at the end of the sky.

"It seems that it is not far from the Immortal City of the Demon Alliance!"

The old man murmured in his heart.

Then, the old man did not hesitate and returned directly, as if he was just to be able to take a look at the demon cultivator.

The facts are certainly not that simple.

In fact, this old man is just a soul puppet of Cheng Buzheng.

As the thoughts turned, Cheng Buzheng retracted his attention.

He looked at the broken chips, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and murmured in his heart:

"It seems that the sensing range of the sixth-grade magical power [Spiritual Divine Eye] cannot allow his spiritual tentacles to cover the entire sea of ​​the Demon Alliance."

"But there is also good news that the territory of Zhenhai Alliance is within the scope of the spiritual divine eyes.

Even part of the inland sea occupied by the demon clan is also within the scope of his heart.”

"The result is pretty good!"

Cheng Buzheng set up a soul puppet this time and kept traveling through the major fairy cities of Zhenhai League in order to accurately cover the limit coordinate points of the spiritual divine eyes.

at last!

Before the soul puppet crossed the dividing line between Zhenhai Alliance and Demon Alliance, he found that the telepathy between the original deity and the soul puppet became a little blurred.

Obviously.

This is because of reaching the limit of the divine eyes of the mind.

Therefore, the soul puppet then returned home.

otherwise.

Cheng Buzheng didn't want to pay such a large teleportation fee.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng's mind sinks into the sea of ​​consciousness and takes a look at the panel...

At this time, many magical powers have been deduced to the sixth level and have also completed the practice.

The only deduced to the seventh-grade magical power is temporarily unable to practice due to insufficient cultivation.

But if his cultivation level reaches its peak.

If he wants to practice this seventh-grade escape magic, he will raise his hand.

Cheng Buzheng took a look at the dream-woven panel in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then his mind also withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, Cheng Buzheng bounced his fingers.

A golden flame sword light rushed to the ground in front of the cloud bed and fell on the fragments of chips.

Once they meet.

The sword light turned into a golden flame, covering the chips scattered all over the ground.

In an instant, the fragments that lost their essence were completely lost.

It is not difficult to see from this that Cheng Buzheng has the ability to control supernatural powers.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Buzheng also began to practice hard again, and as the exercises were running, mysterious fluctuations spread.

The quiet room was extremely rich and spiritual energy, and it also gathered on the cloud bed.

Just three days after Cheng Buzheng practiced hard, Murong Wanwan also received a letter from Fairy Kong.

·····

Hailing Street, Jiuyuan Building.

It is still a fifth-floor private room.

"Does sister have news about [Tianyu Crystal]?"

Murong Wanwan's eyes showed a clear look of expectation. She looked at Fairy Kong, who was graceful and graceful across the street and asked.

Hearing words.

Fairy Kong sighed without saying anything.

moment.

The hope in Murong Wanwan's eyes faded and turned into loss.

This moment.

Although Fairy Kong did not reveal only a few words, Murong Wanwan already knew the answer.

But she was mentally prepared before she came.

Therefore, Murong Wanwan quickly suppressed her loss in her heart.

Then!

She smiled:

"Sister doesn't need to care. [Tianyu Crystal] My sister has been looking for it for many years and has not had any news.

My sister was ready for this before coming.

So, my sister doesn’t need to blame herself!”

Fairy Kong sighed lightly and shook her head and said:

"Sister, there is news about [Tianyu Crystal], but it cannot be obtained at all."

Hearing this.

Murong Wanwan immediately asked:

“Is the news reliable?”

"In whose hands?"

“Can’t trade?”

After asking three questions, we can also see that Murong Wanwan was calm and anxious at this time.
To be continued...
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