Chapter 1311 Write a Few

Song Fengyu was both happy and sad, with the surprise of meeting again after a long separation and a little bit at a loss.

Wang Lu patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Big things are coming. Now that we know about Bai Qiaoqiao's existence, as long as we successfully get out of the secret tribe, I believe that with Brother Fengyu's ability, no matter where we are, we can find her again. To be honest, love between men and women is long-lasting and lingering. Look at me, although I have a frivolous heart, I will always treat the word "love" with sincerity. Love is the most special thing in the world. It can make people live, can make people die, and can make people live worse than death!"

"Haha," seeing Song Fengyu staring at him in amazement, Wang Lu smiled casually, "This is just my superficial view of the word "love". Brother Fengyu must keep it in mind. Ha, just listen to it."

Song Fengyu rolled his eyes angrily. He was serious and thought-provoking at the beginning, but he was distracted at the end.

However, he was very moved. Wang Lu's comfort was like timely rain, taking away his sorrow.

And Bai Qiaoqiao's sudden appearance was telling him that he must save his life, because the woman who grew up with him was waiting for his return.

Bai Qiaoqiao was not only not a hindrance, but gave him endless courage and strength.

He must come back alive and not let her heart be broken.

The two had not seen each other for 1,400 years, but they could not erase each other in each other's hearts.

Song Fengyu's face became serious and he said, "Junior brother, let's set off now."

As soon as the voice fell, Song Fengyu was already 3,300 feet away.

Wang Lu couldn't help but nod secretly. This is the power of love, moving forward bravely and fearlessly.

It seems that this guy is ruthless and has taken out the fastest speed, not even wanting to wait for a breath.

However, this speed is still barely enough, just enough.

He couldn't compete with Song Fengyu, otherwise, with the other party's competitive spirit, he would lose like last time.

When he chased Yang Kelin, Song Fengyu saw his speed and must have been very impressed.

He didn't mean to show it, but because the three words Yang Kelin filled his mind at that time, he had to ask clearly and get a result.

Fortunately, everything went as he wished, and the two of them were at peace.

Wang Lu looked at Song Fengyu, who was only a black dot left, and his strength was light, and he disappeared in a snap.

Three thousand feet per breath.

He couldn't be faster than Song Fengyu, because sooner or later, the other party would be caught up and surpassed by him.

The two of them rushed westward.

In the vast world, it was like two lightning bolts, traveling tirelessly day and night.

One day later, Wang Lu was 171,000 miles behind Song Fengyu.

Ten days, 1.71 million miles.

One hundred days, 17.1 million miles.

One year, 62.44 million miles.

Wang Lu had lost all traces of Song Fengyu as early as the first day, but he still relied on the wave-like continuous mana fluctuations from his body and the unparalleled reflection of his snow pupils to capture him intermittently.

The ultra-long distance of 62 million miles, I believe that no one in this world can sense it except him.

Of course, this is also because he has been with Song Fengyu for a long time and is very familiar with his mana characteristics, otherwise, he can only sigh in vain.

As he thought, a year of non-stop high-speed flying, even with Song Fengyu's star fire spirit root, has reached the limit.

On the other hand, he can still run.

It is more than enough to run for a few more years, and there will be no exhaustion.

Wang Lu fled slowly.

On the 36th day, in the endless wilderness, a small hill with slightly dense vegetation, Song Fengyu sat cross-legged, holding two top-grade spirit stones in his hands, meditating to recover.

He was filled with a heavy spiritual power that jumped rapidly all over his body, and at the same time, his mana increased slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Could it be that this was the double baptism of the Starfire Spiritual Root, "transforming spiritual energy into spiritual power internally and then transferring spiritual power to the outside, and refining spiritual power from the outside to the inside to transform it into more pure mana", and the strangeness of the endless cycle from inside to outside and from outside to inside, combining inside and outside.

In this way, it is no wonder that his cultivation speed is not only faster than the Starfire, but also extremely condensed.

According to Song Fengyu, this is just one of the mysteries of the Starfire Spiritual Root.

This spiritual root is also very important for speed, the way of fire, and the way of instruments.

Thinking of this, it is really annoying to compare with others. This is the difference between superior talents and ordinary talents.

Wang Lu complained to himself.

Oh, that's not what I said. High-quality talent is only one of the elements of strong strength.

He came back to his senses, because Song Fengyu's foundation was too deep, even if his magic power was actually rising layer by layer, compared with the peak of his magic power, this tiny increase was just a drop in the bucket, and it seemed insignificant.

Wang Lu knew that Song Fengyu had a solid foundation, but he didn't expect it to be so deep.

If he didn't trigger the magic power realm, with the blessing of the "Six Talismans", he could only tie with him at most.

After sensing his state, he had to wait for him for two days to return to the peak of magic power.

The spiritual energy of Xiyuan is wide and weak, and extremely scattered, but gradually, as the distance goes deeper, the spiritual energy also increases bit by bit.

The two have entered the 686,850,000 miles of Xiyuan.

However, in his opinion, this is still the periphery of Xiyuan, just a slightly inner area of ​​the periphery.

The distance is so far, could it be that the vastness of Xiyuan is comparable to the boundless South China Sea?

It is unlikely.

When this thought came out, even he was shocked.

The world he was in was very strange. It seemed to have boundaries, but in fact no one could go there.

Just like the south of the South China Sea, the north of the northern border, the west of the western desert, and the east of the eastern wilderness, is it the unpredictable other side at the farthest point of them? Can you fly to the upper world with just a leap?

Then, the question is, where is the so-called wilderness?

If he hadn't met Song Fengyu this time, he might still be in the clouds.

The wilderness is a mysterious and strange area. It is in Zhongzhou but not in Zhongzhou. It is in the western desert, northern border, eastern wilderness, and the southern sea, but not in these places.

If there is a chance, I must go to the wilderness and it is worth being born in this magnificent world.

Looking back, although the spiritual energy has increased by one tenth, it is still common and very thin.

Seeing is believing. Xiyuan is just as the world says. No matter whether it is monsters or spiritual materials, they are very rare. With his powerful divine sense and spiritual sense, and the insight of the snow pupil, he basically did not find any powerful monsters or precious spiritual materials, let alone treasures such as spiritual veins.

The monsters are about level five or six, and there are not many of them. The spiritual materials are only about five or six hundred years old if converted into medicine. So far, Xiyuan can be said to be endlessly barren and withered.