Fishing the Myriad Heavens

船 The speed of this ship is fast and it is easy to break through the speed of sound.

But correspondingly, the speed at which spirit stones are consumed is also painful.

A pile of spirit stones in the power furnace continuously turned into powder, and the aura was consumed.

Beifeng sat on the deck, and the oncoming wind was directly blocked by the blood of the north wind.

The Golden Sea, the golden sea, is like the top wine, the sky high school circled a huge seabird from time to time.

Dive down from time to time, grabbing a few meters of huge fish.

The scenery on both sides has not changed, as time goes by, it gives a feeling of being always in place.

Surrounded by endless seas, blowing with some salty sea breeze.

Occasionally, several fishing boats were seen catching large fish.

The sun rises and sets, and time has passed for half a month.

A huge golden arch appeared in the sky.

The arches are as high as ten feet high, just like the sky gates, the momentum is magnificent, and the traces of time flow on the arches.

Just looking at it gives people a vicissitudes and shock.

"Out of this door, even if it goes into the real deep sea, I don't know who it was. The subordinates heard rumors that this door once had a million-year-old statue who wanted to destroy it, but was killed on the spot.

Lu Wei stood slowly behind Beifeng.

"Is it Yuelongmen?"

Beifeng smiled and felt whimsical.

"Longmen?"

Lu Bu had some interest and asked in doubt.

Although he didn't know what the dragon gate was, Lu Bu felt a little shocked when he heard the word dragon, but he didn't know where it came from.

"In my hometown, there is a gate called Longmen. There is a fish called carp. Carp is just an ordinary creature, not even a century old. Become the supreme beast of all heavens. "

Beifeng looked a little reminiscent, slowly speaking.

The story of the carp leaping through the dragon gate has been circulating on the earth in China for many years. I can hear it well.

"Dragon? The top monster?"

Lu Bu asked, as for his hometown of Beifeng Suo, Lu Bu ignored it subconsciously.

"The dragon, the sacred beast, under the blow of an adult dragon is enough to destroy the sky star, and the top monster is not even worthy of its shoes."

Beifeng smiled and said.

Lu Bu was a bit shocked. What is the concept of destroying the sky star in one hit? Lu Bu could not imagine, but it did not prevent Lu Bu from understanding the power of the dragon.

But Lu Bu still couldn't believe it.

There weren't many signs of north wind, after all, in this world, no dragon has ever appeared.

You haven't even seen a dragon in this world.

The north wind made the ship dock under the arch and reached out to wipe it away.

Feeling the chilling chill on the arch, the north wind reflexed and retracted his hand.

"It's a very low temperature, but it is bound inside the arches.

Beifeng raised his hand and looked at the finger before touching the arch. There was a layer of faint blue ice on it.

This terrible low temperature even felt the biting cold of Beifeng as the millennial king.

I am afraid that a warrior with a century of history will be frozen to death the moment he touches it!

Beifeng took a deep look at the arch, letting people leave.

After a long time, the ice on the finger of the north wind disappeared.

"Homeowner, it's time to dine."

Lu Wei stood behind Beifeng and arrived respectfully.

"Ok."

Beifeng's gaze retreated from the sea level line, his heart was still full of doubts.

Who built the Tongtian Tower, is it a large space teleportation array, or is it a space created by overhaul for hard work?

And in every world there have been traces of human existence, but so far, we have not seen humans beyond the sky star.

Where did those people go? With so many monsters in these towers, it is impossible for humans to survive.

But the reality is that there are no traces of human beings, as if everyone disappeared overnight.

"What I want to do, after all, I'm just a passenger."

North wind followed Lu Wei into the cabin.

The Golden Sea is rich in resources. Although some fish are not as valuable as fairy fish, they also have some advantages.

Beifeng stayed alone in the room at this time, enjoying the food.

The steamed conch is full of aroma.

A lobster is faintly blue, exuding cold, as if raw.

A pot of shellfish, white in appearance, like jade.

There is also a large basketball with black spikes on the outside, similar to the creatures of the earth's sea urchin.

Beifeng gently picked up the conch and picked out the fat and juicy meat, which was dark and covered with some juice.

Gently drag it over the sauce plate and put it in the mouth.

With a bite, the delicious juice squirted out of the conch meat.

Some of the salty smell of the ocean, but coupled with the delicate fragrance of conch meat, did not give offensive taste.

"Yes, just this conch is equivalent to a monster on the fourth floor of a century."

Beifeng's eyes brightened, and seafood tasted relatively little on his own.

A conch, which is not as big as a fist, does not lose energy provided by a monster on the fourth floor of a century.

The north wind started to taste the rest of the food.

Since the chef was not invited to go to the sea, the average chef did not dare to follow the deep sea, so the meal was made by the soldiers of the guard.

Naturally, no professional chef can do this well, and the method is relatively simple.

But the seafood is delicious. Although the method is simple, it still retains the original taste of the seafood, which is not bad.

After a meal, Beifeng nodded with satisfaction, leaving a mess on the table.

The north wind made people clean the room. With a wave of their own hands, dense stones appeared in front of the north wind.

"Staying in the fourth layer of the Millennium King for a while, my foundation has been extremely strong, the limits of the first four layers have been dug out, and it is time to break through."

Beifeng murmured to himself, breathing breath between heaven and earth.

Then the north wind no longer hesitated and began to clear the customs.

Under the shroud of mental power, the north wind can clearly feel the power of several bones on its spine.

The spine is the source of strength and supports the body's pillars.

The stronger the spine, the more power a person can exert!

At this time, the north wind began to mobilize qi and blood, and began to rush straight through!

The blood like the tiger descending the mountain just broke the fifth spine in an instant!

When the spine was broken, Beifeng couldn't help frowning.

The pain of a broken spine is very bearable.

But for the warrior, this is normal.

If you want great strength, if you want towering power, if you want a long life, pain is the price to bear!

Fighting with people, fighting with heaven, fighting with yourself, injuries are commonplace.

This is why few people can live to the limit of life in a realm.

For example, the peak of a hundred-year realm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has a theoretical lifespan of 800 years, but most warriors die when they are five or six hundred years old, and few people can live to over seven hundred years old.

This is because of the constant fighting in the practice, which has accumulated many hidden injuries.

Even these dark injuries may not be detectable by themselves.

That's why many people look tough, but leave.

Although the warrior knows himself better, there are some things that can't be helped.

For example, injuries can cause large cell deaths.

Old cells continue to divide into new ones, but the source of life is lost.

More times, it will naturally affect life and reduce life.

Unless you can find a medicine that can prolong life, you can prolong life.

And the category of major medicines is the holy medicine at the lowest level, which is of great value.

However, such a longevity is based on the life remaining in a person's realm.

For example, a warrior can live 800 years at the peak of a century.

But now it is only 600 years old and dying. At this time, you can use the holy medicine to extend life.

Because the peak of the century is 800 years, and there are two hundred years of theoretical life when you live to the age of 600.

If a warrior at the pinnacle of a hundred years lived to the age of eighty, at this time, if he wanted to use holy medicine to extend his life, there would be no effect. .

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