Chapter 1105 Arrogance!

The turmoil outside the Destiny Star ended soon. Although everyone was shocked, they finally accepted the fact and looked at Wang Baole differently from before.

Although those guardians from the Raging Flame galaxy respected it, it was more because of the ancestor of the Raging Flame, but now it is different. Wang Baole used his own combat power and his aura to make these star monks feel awe.

In their entire lives, they have never seen a planet that can exude such a terrifying aura like Wang Baole's, and what's more... that kind of invisible state also makes all the stars on the battleship have a feeling in their hearts. Too much guesswork.

Because generally speaking, this happens only when there is too much difference in levels between each other. For example, gods cannot be looked directly at, because all the rules around the gods will be distorted, and those with insufficient levels, once looked at , will be strongly affected, and he will not be able to bear it under the distorted rules. If he is influenced by cognition, he will collapse himself.

Wang Baole just looked like this, although not to such an exaggerated level, but possessed this characteristic, and this...is the source of all the stars shaking their hearts.

Xie Haiyang was also shocked, but he recovered very quickly. He was more enthusiastic by Wang Baole's side than on the way here, but now on the way back, he had someone who worked harder than him by his side.

This person is Chen Han, he recovered almost the fastest, yelling at each other, not paying attention to the weird expressions of his guardians and Xie Haiyang's frowning dissatisfaction.

For these, Wang Baole didn't care, because after stepping on the battleship, he was thinking about a problem.

Myself, where are you going!

According to the plan when he came here, after attending the birthday banquet, he will return to the Raging Flame Galaxy to return to his life. At the same time, he also plans to return to the Earth Federation to see his parents and friends.

But after comprehending the trials of his previous life and knowing most of the truth, Wang Baole's thoughts changed, especially...he experienced a crisis of being almost taken away.

Although he knew that in his previous life, he was a piece of black wood with a mysterious origin, and finally a real spiritual wisdom was born under the gift of Sun De, but Wang Baole did not think that he could not be taken away.

At the same time, he had another guess.

"I am the black board, but the black board...is not necessarily me!"

"The black wooden board can be reincarnated, but I am not necessarily... In other words, I am the spirit born on it, and I can be erased, just like the spirit on the magic weapon."

"If the artifact spirit is erased, although the magic artifact is damaged, it will have little effect. It is enough to change the artifact spirit slowly, or if you don't change it, with the warming up, the magic artifact itself will still be in some special environments. A new weapon spirit can be born..."

"And the new weapon spirit that was born is me, not me." Wang Baole remained silent, perhaps because of the reason he was exposed to weapon refining from the very beginning. Regarding this point, Wang Baole has his own logic and judgment.

He knew very well that the blood-colored centipede's greed and malice towards him were very strong, and perhaps he would face the appearance and seizure of the other party in a short time, just like a magic weapon with a different spirit.

"If the black wooden board is regarded as a magic weapon, and my previous life was a magic weapon, then...a problem is involved here. I should be able to show the divine power of the three-foot black wood!"

"Three feet down, you can suppress the sentient beings in the boundless dao realm..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, he clearly understood this, but he knew better... at this moment, he still can't control the black board.

There are two reasons involved in this. One is that only the self in this life can truly integrate the memories of all lives. In his previous life, no matter whether he is a zombie, a resentful soldier, or a little white deer, he has not achieved this.

Therefore, under Wang Baole's analysis, he felt that this might be the opportunity to start controlling the black board.

Another reason is that although it seems that my spiritual wisdom has been born for a long time and has gone through several lives, compared with the countless years on this black wooden board, I am just on it, and maybe not even a baby. newborn.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to master the black board.

So... the most important thing in front of him now is not only to control the black board, but also how to resist the occurrence of the bloody centipede's seizure of the house. After thinking about it, all he can do is to improve his cultivation!

Only by becoming stronger, can everything be resolved.

"The Stellar Realm is no longer difficult for me. Even now, if I want to, I can be promoted immediately... But this kind of promotion, although powerful, is still a little bit worse." Wang Baole's eyes were deep, he wanted to The stellar environment is the radiance of thousands of stars, supporting its own stars.

To do this, he needs more stars!

Special stars!

"I still have to go...the Land of Fallen Stars!" After pondering, Wang Baole showed determination in his eyes, and immediately sent a divine thought to Xie Haiyang, telling him the coordinates of a starry sky.

This coordinate is the entrance to the Land of Fallen Stars he went to.

After arriving there, there is no need for tokens. Wang Baole believes that the paper figurines in the Land of Fallen Stars can feel himself. The reason for this is that when Wang Baole left the Federation, the tokens were left to Zhao Yameng as one of the foundations of the Federation.

At this moment, with the spread of divine thoughts, Xie Haiyang immediately responded, and soon the battleship group that stayed outside the Destiny Star started to rotate, roaring towards the coordinates given by Wang Baole, gradually leaving the range of the Destiny Galaxy.

At the same time, Wang Baole's thoughts continued. This time, what he was thinking about was... Luo!

"I like the world of the second ring, it's mine..." Wang Baole murmured, repeating Luo's words. It was hard for him to imagine that a powerful person with indifferent eyes and seemingly no emotion would say out like the word.

However, in the memory of his mind, he clearly felt that what Luo said was true.

Wang Baole was silent, because he thought of Wang Yiyi's father, and Sun De's story about demons, demons, and demigods. The ending of the story was to cut off Luo's fingers. , Until the strength of the crowd is gathered, Luo will be beheaded!

These stories obviously happened after the time nodes I saw in my first life.

"There is also Luo's seal on the black wooden board, from the ordinary seal at the beginning to the one-finger seal, and in the end he did not spare his entire left arm to seal..."

"Why is he like this? Is he afraid of the black board, or...to protect the world he likes?" Wang Baole couldn't figure it out, but he thought of Luo asking himself at the end, whether he knew what it felt like to like.

This made Wang Baole even more silent, and the young lady's voice also echoed in Wang Baole's mind at this moment.

"Fatty, you have been influenced. Likes often represent possession."

"If you like butterflies, would you say it's better to watch it fly freely, or turn it into a specimen and put it in a book?"

Wang Baole was shocked, and after carefully savoring the young lady's words, he whispered softly.

"It's not good, because I don't like butterflies, I like you."

"Fatty man, I'm talking business with you!" The young lady snorted.

"What I'm talking about is also serious!" Wang Baole blinked and coughed. He found that Miss Sister is the best emotional adjustment product, which can relieve his emotions to the greatest extent, but he changed his mind here and continued to relieve When he was emotional, he left the Destiny galaxy with the battleship group he was in...

At the moment of leaving, a sense of crisis appeared slightly in Wang Baole's mind, causing him to raise his head, look into the distance, and saw... in the distant starry sky, a piece of meteorite that seemed to be suppressed and could not move On it, sat cross-legged a middle-aged man in black, holding a long sword.

The man's body emitted strong fluctuations. He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the battleship group where Wang Baole was, but he didn't seem to be able to feel Wang Baole, so at this moment, there was still a condescending smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was calmness in his mouth. There was a cold and arrogant voice in it.

"Wang Baole, thank you for saving your head for me for so long. Now, you can give it to me."