Shen Yin Wang Zuo

However, although the injuries have not healed, Dragon Dawn was surprised to discover that his inner and outer spiritual powers have made considerable progress.

He is now a Grand Knight of the Eight, with more than 1600 internal and external spiritual powers added up. Of these, external powers are at least 240 o'clock. Yesterday's bitter battle, first of all, raised his spiritual power by about 10 points, and his inner spiritual power by 20 points. One step further to the Ninth Grand Knight.

The bitter battle against the threat of life and death most inspires the human potential, not to mention yesterday, almost all the attacks of the Tselem Stalkers and the Zelin Blue Double Knife Demon were carried down by the Dragon Dawn, and his spiritual enhancement is naturally the greatest. Of course, this boost was only estimated by Dragon Hawk himself. Unless it is a cross step breakthrough, it is impossible to discern the specific data of one's own spiritual power by feeling alone.

The other four woke up one after the other, and when they woke up, they all had surprises in their eyes and obviously felt the improvement of their training.

Washing, breakfast. Just as the five men packed up and stopped, Feng Yangwood appeared in front of them again.

“Let's go. I'll be there for you, just like I was when you guys completed your trial assignments.” After this sentence, the wind and trees disappeared when the green light was shining.

Xin Li threw up her tongue and lowered her voice: “I'm afraid this wind teacher will have to have the manipulation of a six-stage Great Magic Teacher? ”

Through yesterday's bitter battle, the relationship between Lin Jialu and Li Xin clearly eased. Lin Jialu turned slightly, "Teacher Feng is a Class 6 and Class 4 Great Magic Teacher, Deacon of our Magic Temple. ”

After the five people thanked them for hosting their troops, they embarked on a journey. Lin Jialu naturally shared a rose unicorn with Xin Li, and headed towards the core of the Northwest Temple Alliance.

……

This is a palace where the overall color is presented as dark gold. Approximately five lengths tall, round.

Here, there is no window, but there is no fiber that is illuminated by a particular dark color.

It was a dark blue, a layer of dark blue halo, to be exact.

On the ground, the dark golden texture combines into a staggered six-mounted star, with countless symbols stretching from the six-mounted star to the entire palace, whether on the ground, on the wall or at the top, all filled with such symbols as if they were magical.

If Dragon Hawk could have come here, he would have recognized that the inscriptions were very similar to what he had seen at the Knight's Holy Mountain Transmission Formation, the ancient Pokémon.

However, the ancient Pokémon texts here shine in the dark blue that illuminates the hall, not the dark attributes, but full of darkness and killing. Unlike the ancient Pokémon literature at the Knight's Holy Mountain Transmission Formation.

That dark blue Rune, filled with an atmosphere of confinement, seemed to be blocking something.

Right in the middle of the hall, just above the center of the six stars, there is a short sword hanging quietly. A black-and-black sword without any shine. If it weren't for the dark blue light around it, it was like it didn't exist at all.

There are no spiritual fluctuations, but the dark blue symbols seem to dominate everything here, as if they were always worshipping it.

It's also beneath this pitch-black sword, in the middle of the six stars, sitting a man at the edge. A teenage girl. She sat on her knees and her long purple hair spread over her shoulders, apparently wearing a light blue halo. Her skin was very white, even a little unhealthy. The exquisite five senses, like the gift of God, show a slightly juvenile delicate body without any youthful aroma. Because she doesn't look like a living person at all, more like a sculpture.

Her eyes were open, but her pupils were completely gray and white, and yet the window to the mind was closed for any lover of beauty to mourn.

“Time to go.” An icy voice rang from all sides of the hall.

“Mm-hmm.” A gentle hum came from the sculpture-like young girl's john nose. She slowly stood up and raised her head to the black sword in the air.

The glow flashed, and the black sword floating in the air fell so far from the sky that it penetrated straight from her brow, quietly without a trace.

All ancient Pokémon runes in the Hall will also fade away in the next moment, losing that dark blue glow.

……

Ten days later.

Amy City. One of the most prosperous Castles of the Temple Alliance, as it is located in the interior of the Alliance, this vast Castle has hardly ever been baptized by war. Its prosperity is second only to that of the Holy City, where the Temple League is located. From Aimee City to Al-Quds City, it's just over 800 miles away, and the horses are two days away.

The five dragon hawks arrived this morning in this bustling Big Bang, and compared to here, Hawk City seems to be just as small as a block.

It's just that the ten days of rushing have left Dragon Dawn and others physically and mentally tired, and there's nothing to appreciate. Find a hotel to stay in, have a good meal, then go back to your room and take a hot bath, nothing is better than relaxing.

With four days to go before the Demon Hunt's final report deadline, they decided to take a day off in Amy City and continue their journey early tomorrow morning.

After a day's rest, everyone was much more comfortable, and Dragon Hao was sitting in the room, knocking on the door.

“In the morning, go out with your sister for a stroll.” Xin Li's voice came.

The inner spiritual force scattered throughout the body, and the dragon rose up slowly in the morning, "came. ”

With the improvement of cultivation, the inner spiritual power of his body has become quite pure, and the pale golden halo is practiced with the Saint Spirit furnace at the chest as its core, gradually showing signs of compression and coagulation. When his inner power can be condensed into a liquid state, it means that he will enter the realm of the Horseman of the Earth. Looks like it's only 300 minds short, but in fact, the five-order watershed is not that easy to break through.

“Sister, what are you doing?” Dragon Hao opened the door and Xin Li, dressed in plain clothes, leaned outside the door and looked at him with a smile.

Li Xin grabbed his arm and said: "Don't ask, just come with me. Hao Moon, look at home. I'll buy you some dried fish later.” As he spoke, he pulled the dragon out of the room and swallowed a sip of saliva, unkindly jumped into bed and went back to sleep. Since eating that crystal, it has slept a lot more every day until the last few days.

Walking to the entrance of the hotel, Dragon Hao was surprised to find that Lin Jialu had waited there, saw him and smiled slightly. “Let's go. ”

“Sisters, what are we going to do?” Longhao asked puzzled that he could see that Xin Li and Jialu Lin should be targeted.

Lin Jialu smiled softly. "Didn't you always want to sell the body of the green knife demon? This city has a huge auction house and the Green Double Knife Demon can barely be filmed. We'll sell it for good money, and my sister wants to buy something. ”

“Oh.” Long Hao responded somewhat reluctantly. In his heart, it was obvious that practice was more important.