Chapter 1850 (1/2)
According to Ding Yi, it's better to catch up immediately and catch up with the most spiritual pulse.
The five level spiritual pulse that Ding Yi just got can take 80000 years. The one that just attacked Ding Yi can take at least 160000 years or even 200000 years.
But Ding Yi doesn't need to be angry with him now.
If he wants spiritual pulse, he needs a lot of spiritual pulse. It doesn't matter whether he can get through spiritual pulse or not. The key is to grasp it well.
Whoever is easy to catch will be caught, and if he doesn't catch up, he will run out.
The body of pan is infinite. These spiritual veins scatter and flee. I don't know where they will go.
It's hard for Ding Yi to find a place to hide in his heart.
”God Wu, come out and help me catch it.” Ding Yi couldn't take care of it and let it out for the first time.
Two people divide the troops two ways, swish quickly grasp past.
The sky suddenly becomes very chaotic. Countless spiritual veins run around like headless flies. Ding Yi and Tian Tian Wu shuttle around and keep catching.
Two people this can be ruthless, can't be three head and six arms, OK.
Ding Yi's flying speed can't be increased by 100 times.
God, Wu is holding back, Ding Yi is holding forward, flying while holding, slowly approaching the huge heart.
The heart of the disk, like a continent, lay before his eyes.
It's about thousands of miles away.
Many spiritual veins are the heart of the flying disk.
When Ding Yi came closer and closer, he suddenly felt the overwhelming pressure from the opposite side.
Plop, plop, Ding Yi felt that the huge heart was still beating.
It is the source of life, the origin of all the powers of the heavens.
Ding Yi can't fly a hundred miles forward.
Even if it's dead.
Even if it's just the heart.
Even after lying here for tens of billions of years.
The ancient atmosphere and the power of splitting the earth never weakened.
The endless majesty and pressure.
”Why don't you chase me?” In Ding Yi's body, Long Yi can't feel the power. He finds that Ding Yi stops and asks strangely.
”I can't fly past. If I fly forward, my body will collapse. Pan's will is too terrible - His Majesty can't be infringed by anything -” Ding Yi sighs and turns back.
He watched countless spiritual pulse, swish, like white smoke, the Dragon flew to the heart of the disk, and then hid.
Pity, pity, ah, my money, my energy.
Ding Yi hates. He doesn't have enough preparation. He thinks it's easy to catch these spiritual veins as he did before.
If I had known that, I would have prepared some advanced puppets and come out together. I can definitely catch a lot more.
Is the angry emperor sb, still want to get the heart?
Who took such a big heart?
If you can take it, the sage Huang Zheng took it that year.
The heart of the plate, where it is placed, is enough to kill Xianjun and Xiandi. Who dares to take it?
Ding Yicai is a little closer, a few hundred miles away. He can't bear the power. Who can take away the heart?
Who wants to be able to practice this heart, I'm afraid that it will impact the sage at one stroke?
Ding Yijue can't think much about it. He can feel the pressure from afar.
A person died for such a long time, a heart has such a strong pressure, I really don't know how terrible the disk was.
Ding Yi flies back slowly and sees the place where the giant is just now. The place is empty and the giant has gone.
Ding Yi's heart also fell.
Then he suddenly thought of a question? How can I get out?
It's time. Can I go back?
What if the transmission from outside doesn't affect the inside?
Just as Ding Yi was thinking wildly, God Wu came with a sad face.
”How many did you catch?”“ How much do you catch? ”
They asked each other in unison.
”Grandma's, one by one run faster than the ghost, I caught 41.” Oh, my God. Wu chuckles.
He didn't get good results. There were thirty-eight fourth order and three fifth order spirit veins, totally forty-one.
”Forget it, I can already be the number one local tyrant in the world.” Ding Yi comforts himself not to be greedy.