I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 457: Because the owner looks handsome!

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Wang Zhe couldn't be more excited.

Spiritual cultivation is all the way forward, and he is so cool that he is a little over-stimulated and wants to smoke.

However, after Xiuwei broke through to the sixth level spiritual master, he was afraid to continue anymore.

Without him.

The space of the sea of ​​knowledge is boiling and expanding, and the origin of the soul is exploding sharply. His egg shell is almost unable to cover the egg white and yolk inside.

If you continue to drink Jiu Ping Ling Tea, the soul of the soul that is already close to saturation will definitely surge again, and he will definitely burst when the time comes.

Slap it.

The brain burst, **** fireworks fluttered. The picture is so beautiful that Wang Zhe dare not imagine it.

Although Lingcha is good, it must be within our ability.

Not everyone can, like Yang Fan, have more than 30,000 kilometers of sea-knowledge space, and can withstand the sudden increase in the original growth of the soul.

Wang Zhe doesn’t have a very high talent for mental strength. The space for understanding the sea and the source of the soul can only be said to be moderately low, which can support him to advance to the sixth grade spiritual teacher, which is already the limit.

Although Yang Fan can help him successfully upgrade to the barriers between different levels, there is no way to help him expand the scope of the sea-aware space. That stuff is natural, like the talent, the size of the initial space determines No one can change the growth rate of space.

Wang Zhe’s initial sea-reading space is only about 200 kilometers. Even if he is now promoted to the sixth-level spiritual teacher, he has increased the space of more than 2,000 kilometers. He wants to withstand a whole cup of Jiu Ping Ling Tea. It's still far away.

Looking at the remaining half of the cup of Jiuping Lingcha in the tea cup, Wang Zhe was reluctant to look down. The most sad thing in life was nothing more than this. In front of him, but he ate.

Blessed!

Mr. Wuliu saw Wang Zhe’s current predicament and couldn’t help but smile softly: “Little friends are not only super talented, but also self-controlling, and admire old age.”

The old man guards here. I have seen too many warriors who braved the cup because of insatiable greed and self-discipline. It took a short while and caused the soul to overflow. Spiritual cultivation is exhausted.

A handsome and extremely self-controlling warrior like Wang Zhe is rare.

Of course, except for such a dull guy like Yang Fan, who doesn’t have anything to do with anything. In Mr. Wuliu’s opinion, Yang Fan was deliberately making troubles, not a normal person who cleared the border.

Wang Zhe smiled bitterly, feeling that the old man was deliberately mocking him.

If the talent is really extraordinary, can’t even drink half a cup of tea?

As for the amazing self-control, surely he is ridiculing him for being timid and afraid of dying to take a chance?

Yang Fan raised his hand and touched Wang Zhe: "Cousin, can't really drink it? This is a good thing. A cup can add 20,000 points of mental strength and a hundred drops of soul. If you can drink it all, , It is not impossible even to advance to the eighth level spiritual teacher."

This is a peerless opportunity, which should not be missed for any spiritual teacher.

If Yang Fan encounters this kind of ninth grade spirit tea earlier, he no longer needs to laboriously improve his spiritual strength a little bit, just need a cup of such spirit tea, he can easily treat him Send to the level of spiritual teacher of grade eight or even grade nine.

Even now, he has reached the level of spiritual teacher of grade nine, and a cup of spirit tea has provided him with nearly one-third of the promotion experience, which is simply a lot.

Wang Zhe smiled and shook his head bitterly: "Do you think my brother doesn't want to drink? I can't drink anymore!"

"I was just reluctant to absorb the refinement just now. Although my mental strength has been improved very fast, but the source of the soul has been extended, if I continue, my head may burst!"

Yang Fan suddenly.

I glanced at Mr. Wuliu with extreme contempt. This big flicker, he shyly said what the correct tea-tasting posture was. In the end, wasn’t it like his own strength?

Insufficient strength, even if you lick your tongue bit by bit, can’t you still drink a full cup?

So say.

A genius like him, whether it is a small mouth or a big mouth, the effect is the same, there is no need to care about those details.

"Since you can’t finish drinking, don’t waste it. The little brother will put it away for you first!"

Yang Fan is not at all polite. With a wave of his hand, he collected the remaining half of the spirit tea in Wang Zhe’s cup into his storage space.

In the space, time is extinct, and any objects entering it will remain stationary, retaining their original state before entering the space.

So, Yang Fan is not worried about the expiration of tea at all. Naturally, such a good thing is to be taken out for more people to enjoy.

Sometimes being a porter is actually quite good.

Mr. Wuliu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help pulling the teapot in front of him, and at the same time, he no longer paid attention to the correct tea-tasting posture, and directly drank most of the spirit tea in his cup. .

This kid, he didn’t even let others drink the rest. He worried that if he was slower, he wouldn’t get any tea.

Yang Fan raised her eyebrows, feeling like she was being humiliated.

This old man really guards him like a thief. Isn't that reasonable?

Just your attitude, sooner or later, the younger man will steal your family's house without leaving the armor, hum!

It's so unforgiving!

"Old sir!" Yang Fan whispered and asked Mr. Wuliu: "There are two companions who entered this place with us. I don't know when they will get here?"

Mr. Wuliu turned and shook his head gently: "If you want to come here, you must meet two conditions. One is to exhaust all the spiritual power in the bath, and the other is to conquer the bath. Your thousand-year-old spirit, your two companions are afraid there is no hope."

The old man is as good as his mind.

Seeing a man and a woman still standing still in their own chance.

The man’s cup and bow snake shadow is terrified by the thousand-year-old spirit, and his spirits are awesome, let alone conquering the spirit, even the simplest refining spirit liquid can’t do it.

And the woman, as a whole, is a cultivation demon, and after discovering that the spiritual strength in the bath water is abnormal, he directly concentrates on cultivation and concentrates on cultivation. He ignores everything from the outside world, and the thousand-year-old spirit cannot hide. She has little interest.

Even if she can finally refine all the spiritual powers in the Lingquan, she has lost the best time to conquer the millennium spirit.

There is no possibility that these two people will reach this level.

"Can't even Tian Feiyao do it?"

Yang Fan frowned and couldn't help turning her head to look at her cousin. Tian Feiyao was a spiritual spiritist. The spiritual strength of her body was unfathomable. The strength of the soul was not comparable to ordinary people. Even she couldn't easily conquer the bathroom. Millennium spirit, how did his cousin do it?

"I didn't do anything?" Hearing Yang Fan asking this question, Wang Zhe was actually dumbfounded: "Is it so difficult to subdue a thousand-year-old spirit? I only washed it in Diyuan spirit liquid After a shower, this little guy jumped out on his own!"

"Nothing to say. I must let me play games with her. I must also catch up with me and teach me a set of martial arts techniques to accelerate the absorption of the divine spirit fluid. Lord!"

"It's very simple, it doesn't take any trouble!"

Wang Zhe said very sincerely.

However, listening to Yang Fan's ears, it was full of flirting flavors.

But knowing that Wang Zhe is naturally handsome and cool, he doesn't like to joke, and he has never seen him pretend to be prettier, so Yang Fan is puzzled.

Is it that Wang Zhe’s cousin encountered a thousand-year-old spirit who has a better temper and is easier to conquer?

Otherwise it doesn’t make sense.

Wang Zhe, a qi-blood warrior, had even less than three hundred spiritual powers before. As long as the creature with a thousand-year-old spirit body is not blind, it will generally not parasitize in his narrow sea-knowledge space, should he be the master?

This is not that Yang Fan despise Wang Zhe, but it is the fact that the millennium spirit body is more focused on the cultivation of spiritual power, and only spiritual spiritual teachers who are naturally strong in mental power are more attractive to them.

So Yang Fan really can't figure it out, what is the attraction of Wang Zhe's cousin, even if he can let a thousand-year-old spirit body stick with him like this?

Will there be any conspiracy?

Yang Fan’s eyes suspiciously glanced at the opposite Mr. Wuliu. These people set up such a chance checkpoint to send spirit liquid and millennium spirit body. What is the picture?

There is no place for kindness, and it’s uncomfortable to tickle something without sending it out?

How can he not believe so much?

"Little friends don't have to look at the old man," Mr. Wuliu's old **** caressed his beard, and said softly: "Just like you charged Zhong Ling as his accompanying spirit body, this is all Wang Zhexiao. The chance of your friend is also a manifestation of your own strength, and has nothing to do with the old man."

"As for why Yuanling recognizes Wang Zhe as the main friend, maybe you can ask her directly, maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

There is a smile in Mr. Wuliu's eyes, and he seems to have some expectations.

"Yeah, Xiaoyuan, I always forgot to ask you, why do you have to recognize me as the Lord?"

After hearing Yang Fan’s conversation with Mr. Wuliu and waiting for Yang Fan to make an inquiry, Wang Zhe took the lead and pulled Yuan Ling out of his head, placed it in front of his eyes, and asked her gently.

Yuan Ling blinked a pair of small eyes~ IndoMTL.com~ looked at Wang Zhe foolishly, and answered naturally: "Because the master looks handsome! Otherwise?"

Poof!

Yang Fan almost didn't spit out old blood.

This feature can also be regarded as a reason. When did the thousand-year-old spirit begin to judge people by appearance?

Yuan Ling happily circled around Wang Zhe, looking at Wang Zhe’s cool and handsome handsome face drunkenly, and staring at the little star: "The host is so handsome, so handsome that he can’t refuse Ah!"

Let's say, the little girl leaned in front of Wang Zhe's cheek. Let's take a sip, kiss, and be satisfied.

"This girl is born to love beauty, refuses to make friends with all ugly, hum!"

The little girl raised her head, glanced contemptuously and scornfully at the old man on the opposite side and Yang Fan on the side, twisted her little buttocks, and drilled back into Wang Zhe's hair.

Mr. Wuliu and Yang Fan's face was black at the same time, and they both had the urge to raise their hands and shoot this thousand-year-old spirit.