Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 285 Sudden Changes (3)
Xiaojiu shrank her furry head, looked at Ling Wushuang who was about to go berserk with her black eyes, blinked innocently, and sipped her mouth with endless aftertaste, as if she still had more to say.

"Do you spit it out? If you don't spit it out, I'll cut you up!" Seeing that Xiao Jiu was still drowsy after eating, Ling Wushuang really went crazy. Lightning grabbed its big fluffy tail and shook it desperately, "You spit it out!"

If it was a normal day, Ling Wushuang would just grit his teeth and forget it, but it happened at such a critical moment when time was tight and materials were in short supply.

"Chirp!"

The miserable Xiao Jiu was pitifully beaten.

"Chirp, chirp!"

"Spit it out!" Ling Wushuang ravaged the little thing in his hand in various ways, and finally threw it away, and the fiery red meat ball fell to the ground with a thud.

On weekdays, the little thing would have found an opportunity to run away, but now, after it was thrown on the ground by Ling Wushuang, it actually stayed where it was, with its little head shrunk, its big furry tail curled up, and its flesh was chubby. His body was wrapped from head to tail, and all he could see was a fire-colored plush object in place, motionless.

Ling Wushuang raised her eyebrows in amazement, Xiao Jiu is really abnormal these days, is it really like she thought, this little thing is about to break through! ?
Ling Wushuang's eyes froze suddenly, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt right. In the past few days, Xiao Jiu had almost wiped out all the energy stones in this space. Although he was usually greedy, he hadn't reached this point. , it must be this breakthrough, which requires a lot of energy!

"What kind of thing is this little guy?" What kind of mysterious beast is Xiaojiu?

Ling Wushuang stared at the small fiery red shadow on a group of emerald green bamboo forests, and struggled for a long time to no avail. In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly, and thanked himself for being cautious before, "Fortunately, I kept half of the Liangyi rottenwood grass!"

It's just that she didn't expect that the refinement was successful, but it got into this guy's stomach. Ling Wushuang really wanted to cry, why was she so unlucky to have such a snack.

Ling Wushuang had no choice but to seize the time to refine another Nirvana Pill. However, after the first practice, Ling Wushuang's speed was a bit faster. The first one took three days. This one was successfully refined in only two days, and the surrounding space was sealed off in advance to prevent the space power drawn by the god-level elixir from overflowing.

"Fortunately, it succeeded!" The golden elixir fell into Ling Wu's hands, and it still carried the burning breath of the furnace.

Ling Wushuang lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the motionless little ball on the emerald green bamboo leaves. He tugged at the corner of his mouth fiercely until he pinched the elixir in his hand before he was completely relieved. If it happened again, she would really catch it. crazy.

"I have the Nirvana Pill. Whether I can break through it or not depends on the next few days!" Ling Wushuang took a deep breath.

When she raised her hand to take back the Shennong Ding, she frowned slightly. Looking at the great fire in the Ding, she suddenly thought of something, her red lips were slightly pursed, and she raised her hand to flick. With a flash of light, the ice-colored scepter revealed its figure.

The ice-colored scepter, which was nearly two meters long, shone with a watery luster. It looked like an ordinary stick made of ice, which would shatter when squeezed.

"Is this thing real?" Ling Wushuang muttered, feeling a little troubled.

Could it be that she felt wrong?It should be impossible, she clearly felt the aura similar to that of Qianli Qianteng and Shennong Ding on this thing, why is there no aura fluctuation at all, not even the slightest energy fluctuation.

If it was true, then when she walked out of the outer dark phantom hall, why did she feel that familiar aura again, calling from a more distant place?

Ling Wushuang couldn't figure it out, looked down at the thing in his hand, and pulled his lips, "It can't be really made of ice!"

Even if it wasn't a scepter of ice, the things in that place must be extraordinary. It was something she had brought out with all her life, and she didn't want it to be a waste product.

Thinking of this, Ling Wushuang's eyes fixed, "Try it!"

Ling Wushuang raised her hand, and the ice-colored stick in her hand, following her strength, whirled and flew towards the Shennong Cauldron suspended in mid-air, with a crisp clang, the ice-blue stick went straight into the In the Shennong Cauldron surrounded by crimson flames.

"If it's really a scepter of ice, if it's tempered in the Shennong cauldron, there will definitely be a reaction!" Ling Wushuang frowned. If it was a waste product, it would definitely not be able to withstand the tempering of the fire of chaos, even if it was Jiuyou Xuanbing. made, it will be turned into ashes.

"Wow-wow-!"

Inside the Shennong Cauldron, the red tongue of fire was licking the stick that was crystal clear like ice and jade, making the sound of flames sweeping across.

The ice-colored stick, like a sea-fixing needle, was inserted into the Shennong Cauldron. The lingering crimson flames and the ice-blue color of its body combined to form an extremely gorgeous picture.

"No response?" Ling Wushuang was slightly taken aback, then, with a flip of her wrist, she swung a flame into the Shennong Cauldron again.

"Wow—!"

The crimson furnace fire rose with the wind, and the temperature in the surrounding air couldn't help but rise a bit again.

"Wow!"

The scorching flames were added bit by bit, and finally Ling Wushuang was able to mobilize and control the fire of chaos to the extreme. The ice-colored scepter was still as immobile as a mountain, without a single change, quite like "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water" the meaning of.

The corner of Ling Wushuang's mouth twitched, completely lost.

However, although he couldn't make it release the aura similar to Shennong Ding, Ling Wushuang was sure that it could withstand the tempering of the fire of chaos without the slightest change, so this thing must not be ordinary.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later!" Ling Wushuang took a deep breath, and when he wanted to take it back, he paused again, let it continue to stay in the Shennong cauldron, and found a clean place by himself, crossed his legs sit down.

With Nirvana Pill, now, it depends on whether she can break through to the god level in a short time!

Calm down, Ling Wushuang opened his mouth and put the golden elixir into his mouth. The elixir that melted in his mouth formed a warm current that slid into his throat like a loach, and the scorching air waves quickly flowed into his dantian from his mouth.

"Um--!"

Ling Wushuang's eyes lightly closed, and he let out an inaudible muffled snort. The dantian was filled with warmth, as if a small sun had been implanted, and a steady stream of energy flowed out from there towards the limbs and bones.

Soon, Ling Wushuang was immersed in a delicate atmosphere.

I don't know how long it has passed. In the hazy white mist, Ling Wushuang frowned slightly, and a little bit of azure air flow gathered in her dantian, as if separated by a veil. The endless azure breath gradually formed the shape of a human figure.

(End of this chapter)