Mortal's journey to immortality

Time will not be restricted or interfered by anyone, anything or anything. It moves forward accurately, neither more nor less.

One hundred and seventy days passed in the blink of an eye.

It was less than 2,900 miles away from the sea of ​​​​fire that was 100,000 miles away.

During this period, he took three drops of milk extract.

Wang Lu stopped moving forward and stopped, letting the boiling fire cover and engulf him.

He is sensing the Sky Support Rod and hopes you are well.

It's funny to say that from beginning to end, he has never refined the stick, and he doesn't know how to refine it and recognize its owner.

Maybe, only Zhang Dongming understands.

Although he has not been refined, he gently asked the Sky Supporting Stick if it was willing to follow him, and received its silent but unswerving follower until death.

From that moment on, he understood that unless he fell like Zhang Dong, the stick would never leave him.

Senior Brother Tian did not tell him how to get rid of the excess spiritual material in the stick so that it could be washed away and reborn from the ashes.

Wang Lu didn't know how to do it. Without the help of Brother Tian, ​​the super master of weapon refining, he still resolutely did it without knowing where to start refining the Sky Support Rod.

As long as it is beneficial to the Sky Supporting Stick, he will spare no effort to try and fight for it.

In fact, he had no idea whether the sea of ​​fire was a good opportunity for Zhitianbang.

All by luck.

What Tian Yidong said was that the Heaven-supporting Stick was most likely "bathed" by an extraordinary treasure passed down from ancient times, forged with "gold surpassing stone" that he had never heard of.

At that time, after hearing the origin of Bangzi Tianda, his mood was agitated and he could not calm down for a long time.

But as time went by, thinking about everything he had with the Sky Stick, he felt neither joy nor sorrow, and he felt relieved.

No matter you come from ancient times or even ancient times, if you are damaged or incomplete, I, Wang Lu, will repair you no matter what, and fight with me to destroy the world.

Because you are my beloved.

From Wang Lu's point of view, even if the stick is melted into gelatin and cannot be used for the time being, he has no regrets. As long as he finds Senior Brother Tian or Song Fengyu who promised to find him after he transformed into a god, he can return to the original state, or even go further. .

This time is the third melting of the Heaven Support Stick.

For the first time, the Qianjun Stone and Youye Fruit he found were sent to Tian Yidong through Liu Fen's hands. They were forged by him, and the weight of the Sky Support Rod doubled.

The second time, the stick was seriously damaged at the corner of the South China Sea. After returning to the sect, I asked my senior brother to repair it.

The body of the rod is mixed with one hundred and thirty-nine kinds of rare and rare spiritual materials, but there are as many as one hundred and twenty-six of them that conflict with its body's attributes of gold and stone, so they need to be separated.

Tian Yidong left the Zhongzhou Senior Sister and handed it over to him. Even though he was almost unparalleled in this world in terms of weapon refining methods, he could only clean up forty-four kinds. This shows how difficult it is to purify the Heaven-supporting Rod.

Harder than reaching the sky.

Another point is that until now, he still doesn't know how Tian Yidong melted the sky-supporting stick?

Does the Dream Sect really have such a ferocious strange fire?

If so, why should we fear Huang Yan's rebellion against his ancestors by bullying him?

It seems that the Yanyang Body, which is one of the top ten spirit bodies of Senior Brother, plays a decisive role.

Time has passed so long, how is the sky-supporting stick? It can remove those "impurities" by itself. How long will this process last?

Even if he didn't know anything, so what, as long as it didn't exceed four years, he would wait.

Breaking two levels in one year is enough.

Wang Lu walked forward slowly, and the sea of ​​fire had nothing to do with him, except to keep depriving him of his surging mana and inexhaustible strength.

The sea of ​​​​fire is ferocious, the fire pressure is huge, and there is a pervasive and deadly strange fire poison.

He would not use the six-star Gongyue Blade to form a "perfect circle" with the strongest defense.

It seems like it has been a long time since I used your "my strongest defense".

In particular, he understood the "Thousands of Thousand Threads Blade Array" to the eighth level. The six-star Gongyue Blade will release staggering power. How can he use the "round body" blessed by the vision talisman cloud? ".

In fact, he didn't want to let them out. Firstly, because of the strange fire poison, he was afraid that they would be contaminated and harm his body.

Secondly, due to the fate of Daoshan, the Seven Blades also need to quickly absorb and integrate into Yuanying's natal aura, so that they can kill powerful enemies with him faster.

I don't know if he was subtly influenced by "Kui Niu Tashi Tian Jue". Many times, he just wants to attack with attack and kill with kill, interpreting "offense is the best defense" to the extreme.

Ah.

Wang Lu smiled calmly, "No matter what, I will treat it seriously and attentively."

Five days later, we came to the edge of the sea of ​​​​hundred thousand miles of fire. The fire was dazzlingly red and transparent.

The violent flames were like fiery snakes and fire dragons running around and killing each other regardless of east, west, north or south. They were like hungry and thirsty monsters, killing everyone they saw. Even the weak ones were devoured by blood and strangled crazily.

Wang Lu stared indifferently at the strange and terrifying vision of the sea of ​​fire, his eyes closed, and he sat cross-legged.

Time passed in front of him breath by breath, and this time it took another half a year.

"what!"

Suddenly, a horrifying scream suddenly broke out and spread in all directions, waking him up.

Opening his eyes, it seems that someone accidentally broke into the seventeenth floor of the Gate of Hell. It is hard to say whether this person will survive, but his skin will inevitably peel off.

Invisibly, he lost another great enemy.

Of the seven people they ranked in the top seven, without that person, at least he would be ranked sixth.

One position away from fifth place in voice.

Hey, it's best if someone walks into the ninth floor like him. No matter who comes, if they are destroyed, the fifth floor can be firmly in the bag.

I can also wait for the return of the stick more leisurely.

The ninth sea of ​​fire will go away in one year.

He understood that someone had already passed through the sea of ​​fire and reached the next level.

Moreover, there is not just one person, but at least three people.

In addition to the person who was seriously injured just now, the other two people will probably climb the knife mountain soon.

Longing is longing, but the probability of the two of them entering the ninth floor is too low, so low that it can be ignored.

I still feel at ease fighting against the sea of ​​fire and waiting.

As he thought, it was another five months.

At this moment, Wang Lu felt something in his heart. He stood up suddenly, his eyes slightly focused, and looked at the tenth floor where the red fire was tightly wrapped above his head.

"open."

Wang Lu roared wildly, his eyes wide open.

When he entered his eyes, a ray of golden light was like a smart golden snake, twisting left and right, zigzagging back and forth and shooting towards him at an irregular speed.

What an awesome array.

Even the sky-supporting stick, which has always been invincible and capable of soaring into the sky, did not dare to confront the sea of ​​​​fire formation head-on. Instead, it escaped at high speed along its tiny loopholes that kept changing every moment.

If it weren't for the snow pupil slowing down a thousand times, he wouldn't have been able to see the twists and turns in the sky-supporting rod's progress, and all he would have seen was rushing straight towards him.

Is this heaven-supporting stick that is so spiritual and comparable to a super grand master of the formation path really yours?

Fast, so fast.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Lu's face changed drastically before he could be ecstatic.

"Ah" roared.

There was no time to think about it, he just threw away all his mana and strength and ran away.

The body is like a swimming dragon, like a startled giant.

"call out."

In the process of escaping, the sky-supporting stick shot into his hair instantly.

"Aaaaaaaaaa..."

As if he saw something terrifying that frightened him to despair, Wang Lu screamed again and again.

Shocking fear!

"boom!"

Staggering, he shot out of the sea of ​​fire.