Supreme Martial God Technique

The little Shenlong pursed his lips and told Wu Yun about the dangerous scene that had happened before.

Then, Xiao Jin gave an exaggerated explanation.

Of course, for Wu Yun, who knew Xiao Jin's character, Xiao Jin's words were just treated as a story.

However, at this moment, he slowly frowned.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "No wonder, I had a vague feeling at that time, as if I had stepped into hell."

"It was a dark, deep world that even I was extremely afraid of. Although I didn't know where it was, the first feeling I had about that place was that of hell."

"However, soon, I felt another force pulling me behind me."

"I didn't resist, and I couldn't resist, but when I regained consciousness, I found that everything was over and my body had been successfully shaped!"

"Before, I always thought that it was my hallucination, but now it seems that everything is true, and when I went to hell, the power that pulled me back should be the power of the original seed! "

While speaking, Wu Yun looked at the original seed suspended above Ying Wu's head.

He whispered to himself: "Original Seed, I didn't expect that you still have such abilities. It seems that Yingwu has obtained you, which is equivalent to receiving a huge blessing!"

"In the future, Yingwu's achievements may be truly limitless."

When he thought of this moment, Wu Yun felt happy and relieved in his heart.

Not because of anything else, but because of Yingwu's current state.

In fact, although Yingwu did it voluntarily, Wu Yun still blamed himself more or less for Yingwu's loss of cultivation.

I blame myself for not protecting Yingwu.

Now, this knot in my heart is finally solved! Helping Yingwu get this original seed not only completely restored Yingwu's lost cultivation, but also made her cultivation improve by leaps and bounds.

Even now, a few days later, it is still improving.

It seems that they have reached the peak state of the Six-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation, and will soon enter the realm of the Seventy-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation.

"Damn it, damn it, original seed, give it back to me, give it back to me!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar interrupted Wu Yun's thoughts.

It's a bad wind! "This guy, after so many days, he is still so energetic."

"It's a miracle that I can even maintain the same peak condition as before."

Wu Yun looked at the evil wind outside that was constantly bombarding the energy shield like crazy, and whispered secretly.

"Hehe, brother, he's not as powerful as you said. This old bastard has been taking more and more frequent breath adjustment breaks recently. In my opinion, he's not going to be able to do it anymore!"

Xiao Jin said with disdain.

"Are the intervals between breath adjustment becoming more and more frequent?"

Wu Yun said doubtfully.

"not necessarily!"

The little Shenlong said: "Just because he has frequent intervals in adjusting his breath does not mean that he is not good at it!"

"If he is really about to die, his momentum will not be maintained at its peak!"

"In my opinion, the power that sustains him should come from the evil spirit itself, and has nothing to do with himself. So, perhaps, there is no such thing as decline."

"In other words, the gaps between his breath adjustments are becoming more and more frequent, which can only mean that he is gradually beginning to accept this power and knows how to use it, which will be of greater benefit to him."

"Perhaps, after waiting for a while, he can even fully integrate this power. This is what I have seen, the changes in the evil wind during this period of time, and it is not what the monkey said."

"If we really wait until he can completely integrate the power of this evil spirit, then his combat power will probably be even more terrifying!"

The little Shenlong looked at Wu Yun and said the last sentence.

Wu Yun frowned and stared at Bad Feng for a while, but he didn't say anything.

Because during this period of time, he had never been aware of the movements outside, so he was also unaware of the changes in the evil wind.

However, a subconscious feeling still told Wu Yun.

Little Shenlong's guess is very possible.

Just as Xiao Shenlong said, if the evil wind is really dead, then his momentum will never be able to maintain the same peak state as at the beginning.

Maybe the little dragon guessed wrong.

However, the direction is definitely right.

Maybe it's not the relationship between evil spirits and evil winds, but there is definitely some kind of trick that Wu Yun doesn't know yet.

Of course, in this current situation, it doesn't actually matter whether you know it or not.

The most important thing is to improve your cultivation as soon as possible.

Only by improving one's cultivation can one force the evil wind to retreat, or kill it, and finally get rid of the evil wind.

Suppose they find a way to run away now. Even if they run away, can they escape?

The answer is naturally no! Bad Feng would still be chasing after them, and with such a hot pursuit, Wu Yun and the others still had no chance to improve their cultivation.

It is still a matter of time before the evil wind catches up.

Besides, this is the battlefield of demons.

Although no unexpected dangers have been discovered yet.

But who can guarantee that it won’t happen next?

The Heavenly Demon Battlefield is an ancient battlefield from ancient times, and there may even be people from the Heavenly Demon alien race remaining.

The alien race of demons is powerful and ruthless.

Once encountered, that is the real fatal danger.

Therefore, now, getting rid of the evil wind is the most important task.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Yun looked at Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong again.

"Next, I have to improve my cultivation. I still leave the duty of vigilance to you!"

"Yingwu's side, with the original seeds here, there shouldn't be any problems. You just need to keep an eye on the evil wind and this energy shield!"

"good!"

"I know, brother!"

After Wu Yun finished speaking, Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong nodded immediately.