Chapter 1027 (1/2)

A wave of energy appears around the body of the poem.

Next.

”Pooh!”

Five pairs of blood wings with a trace of noble purple wings grow from behind the poem. Naturally, her clothes will inevitably be broken into pieces.

Although he had been fighting for two hours just now, song Yan felt that the flame in his heart was reviving when he saw that the poem was not inferior to the pleasant figure. And under his gaze, the poem's cheek also turned red rapidly.

Taking a deep breath, song Yan suppressed his inner evil thoughts, and then shouted: ”good life cultivation, no distractions!”

The body of the poem trembled slightly, and the blush on her face gradually disappeared. Then, her accomplishments began to climb.

The breakthrough to the early stage of the Duke is just the beginning. If you swallow a heart core of the middle stage of the prince, you can reach the late stage of the Duke at worst.

Indeed, in the following process, the cultivation of poetry is still steadily improving.

For a while, song Yan was a little strange. Why didn't the cultivation of poetry change in the previous two hours? He knew there that when he went to the next room with Yueyue in his arms, the poem stopped practicing and came to the corner for two hours.

I haven't cultivated for two hours. How can I break through.

But song Yan because the negative emotion interferes his spiritual consciousness, therefore, does not know that someone is listening to his corner.

An hour later.

The energy fluctuation around the poem became violent again. Then, her realm broke through again and reached the middle period of the Duke.

Another two hours later, the cultivation of poetry broke through again and reached the later stage of the Duke.

For a while, song inkstone envied vampire's upgrade.

You know, at the beginning of the lottery, he drew blood of the vampire, just like he merged that blood, he would become a vampire immediately, but he denied the idea that the vampire needed to draw blood.

Song Yan continued to pay attention to poetry.

After the breakthrough to the later period of the Duke, the energy of the prince's heart core in her body has not been exhausted, so she is still desperately attacking the prince's realm.

At this time, Yue Yue, who was dressed neatly, hugged song Yan's wrist and asked, ”master, can poetry break through the prince?”

”It depends on her nature!” Song Yan said in a deep voice.

”Well!”

Yue Yue nodded and looked at the breakthrough poems with concern.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

In a twinkling of an eye, ten hours later, the energy fluctuation around the poem became more and more intense. At the same time, two flesh pimples suddenly appeared on her back. Song Yan knew that it was the rudiment of the flesh wing. If the flesh pimples completely grew into wings, the poem would become the real prince.

All of a sudden, there is a trend of decline in the breath of poetry climbing to the extreme.

”Not good master, poetry energy is not enough!” Yue Yue exclaimed.

”Open your mouth to poetry!”

Song Yan drinks cold.

The other side subconsciously opened his mouth, and song Yan directly threw two pieces of count's heart core into her mouth.

With the support of two count's heart cores, the momentum of poetry's decline rose again and continued to rise.

But it lasted only a quarter of an hour, and her momentum began to slide again.

In response, song Yan didn't say anything to let her open her mouth again, and then put three pieces of Earl's heart nuclear bombs into her mouth.

At the same time, he wondered why it took so much energy to break through the realm of Prince.

Next, song Yan added the count's heart to the poem twice, each time four pieces.

Finally!