He Yiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the Baozhu that had successfully turned the Divine Soldier into light and proudly displayed in front of him.
At this time, his only thought was that a spirit beast could also turn the Divine Soldier into light. Although he didn't know how much power a Holy Beast could increase after turning the Divine Soldier into light, he knew that it wouldn't be inferior to a human.
He Yiming picked up the Baozhu and left the room in a flash.
His movements were quick and light, and he arrived at the White Horse Lightning's room after a few leaps.
The White Horse Lightning now enjoyed the same treatment as Chu Haozhou and the others. No one dared to look down on this spirit beast that had the bloodline of a Divine Beast.
The White Horse Lightning was quite alert. As soon as He Yiming stepped into the room, its beautiful big eyes had already stared at him.
However, after seeing the identity of the visitor, the White Horse Lightning immediately wagged its tail and intimately came over.
He Yiming hugged the white horse and said, "Lightning, I have a surprise for you."
The white horse tilted its head and revealed a suspicious look.
He Yiming smiled and opened the necklace's space. He took out the halberd, shield, disc, and even the Feng Shui Treasure Fan.
"Lightning, is there anything you like here?" He Yiming said excitedly, "If there is, you can take it. If there isn't, I'll help you forge another one. How about it? "
Lightning's big eyes became more and more strange. It had been with He Yiming for a long time, and it had long been connected to He Yiming. However, at this moment, it couldn't understand what he was thinking.
"Plop …"
He Yiming turned his head and saw the Baozhu stiffly fall to the ground. Its face was full of dullness.
Then, the white pig suddenly jumped up and jumped in front of the Divine Soldier's weapons and Divine Dao Treasures. It began to gesticulate.
After a while, He Yiming finally understood. He asked tentatively, "You're saying that not all spirit beasts can turn into the Divine Soldier?"
Treasure Pig nodded as if relieved of a burden, with a relaxed expression on his face.
He Yiming frowned and said, "You and the Spiritual Elephant can turn into the Divine Soldier, but Lightning can't?"
"Hmph …" The Baozhu's face was full of pride.
"Why?" He Yiming asked.
The smile on the Baozhu's face froze. It tilted its little head, but its eyes were full of confusion.
It knew that it could turn into the Divine Soldier because it had inherited Sir Holy Dragon's inheritance and comprehended it on its own after it gained consciousness.
Moreover, it somehow knew that only a small number of spirit beasts had the wonderful ability. Unfortunately, it didn't understand why.
Seeing how painful the Baozhu was, He Yiming slapped his forehead. How could the little fellow explain such a question when there was a language barrier?
He Yiming reached out and rubbed the Baozhu's head a few times. He regretfully put away the few Divine Soldier weapons on the ground.
The White Horse Lightning stuck its big head out and rubbed the Baozhu a few times. He Yiming could clearly see the envy in its eyes.
Indeed, He Yiming himself would be very envious if they were in each other's shoes.
With a thought, He Yiming said, "Baozhu, you've turned the Divine Soldier into light. Can you use it?"
The Baozhu immediately puffed out its chest and folded its stomach, looking like it was the master of Baozhu.
He Yiming chuckled with a malicious smile on his face. The Baozhu's little eyes immediately became alert.
"Baozhu, let's go." He Yiming pulled the Baozhu up and said, "Let's go and see how powerful you are now."
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A streak of white light swept across the ground. Other than the White Horse Thunder Lightning, there were no other spirit beasts that could maintain such a speed on land.
Soon, they had arrived at a desolate wasteland.
The northwest of the mainland was, after all, far less prosperous than the interior of the east. In some places, it was not an exaggeration to say that there were no signs of human habitation for thousands of miles.
There was no doubt that this was such a place.
He Yiming gently patted the horse's back, and the White Horse Lightning immediately slowed down. It impatiently raised its big hooves, as if complaining that it had not run enough.
But to be honest, even He Yiming himself did not recognize where this place was.
"Baozhu, this is the right place," He Yiming's words were full of excitement, "Come on, let me see what you can do."
The Baozhu tilted its head and seemed to think for a moment. Suddenly, a black light emerged from its body. The black light wrapped around its feet, like a black flame jumping.
But it was clear that these flames did not have any temperature. Even the weeds on the ground did not show any signs of being ignited.
But the Baozhu released these black things, not to ignite the weeds around it, but to fly high into the sky.
Its body slowly rose, but it seemed to be quite unfamiliar with its control. A gust of wind blew, and its upper body even swayed a little.
He Yiming could not help but laugh. When he first flew, he was also very careful.
It was very easy to solve this problem. As long as he flew a few more times, he would not have any hesitation or sluggishness.
Unfamiliar the first time, familiar the second time. Practice makes perfect. It was just like that.
When the Baozhu flew into the air, its small eyes were already shining brightly. It suddenly raised its head and let out a loud roar.
He Yiming's body trembled slightly. After inheriting the Lord Divine Dragon's inheritance, the Baozhu had roared many times. Every time it roared, it was earth-shattering, and it had a terrifying record of causing countless people to lose sleep.
But the more it was like this, the more He Yiming discovered that the Baozhu was indeed changing, and the speed of change was very fast.
In the past, the Baozhu was like a child who could not grow up, or did not want to grow up. It only knew how to play and play. But after seeing the corpse of the Lord Divine Dragon, it seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and now it was actively seeking the path of growth.
As for a spiritual beast with the bloodline of a divine beast, once it wanted to obtain more power, its progress would be quite astonishing.
He Yiming nodded slightly, but before he could finish his thoughts, he saw the Baozhu in the air tremble, and three of the black flames under its four hooves disappeared in an instant.
Then, the Baozhu's arrogant roar suddenly turned into an incomparably mournful squeal of a pig being slaughtered, and it fell from the air.
He Yiming and the white horse turned pale with fright. Their figures disappeared almost at the same time, and they appeared below the Baozhu.
After all, the white horse was a spiritual beast, and it was far less convenient than He Yiming. So when He Yiming reached out and pulled the Baozhu from the air to his hand, it blinked its beautiful big eyes, as if complaining that it did not have a pair of human hands.
He Yiming asked suspiciously, "Baozhu, what the hell are you doing?"
The Baozhu showed a flattering smile, as if to cover up its mistake.
Shaking his head, He Yiming said sternly, "You have to remember, no matter what the situation, you can't be arrogant and complacent. Otherwise, you should prepare to stay where you are, and never think of advancing to a higher realm."
The little Baozhu nodded its head up and down, but no one knew whether it understood this sentence or not.
He Yiming put the Baozhu on the ground and said with a smile, "Little guy, let's have a fight."
The Baozhu was startled, and it immediately cried out. It turned around, stretched out its four hooves, and tightly held one of the white horse's thighs, looking as if it would rather die than submit.
He Yiming was angry and amused at the same time. He said, "I just want to see how far you can exert the power of the Divine Soldier. How about this, if your performance can satisfy me, the two Divine Soldier weapons will always belong to you. "
The Baozhu tilted its head and thought for a moment. Finally, it let go of its hooves and stood still again.
He Yiming was slightly startled. He had just casually made a joke. Of course, it was impossible to take back the weapons that the Baozhu had melted.
However, he did not expect that the Baozhu would suddenly show such a strong side.
He Yiming gently rubbed the Baozhu's head a few times and nodded heavily. He paused and said, "Remember, you can't roar casually. Otherwise, it will be a failure."
The Baozhu's roar was so powerful that even he felt his heart tremble every time he heard it. If the Baozhu could roar without limit, he was afraid that anyone who saw it would run away.
The Baozhu nodded gently. When it saw He Yiming standing in the distance, its eyes finally became dignified.
Although the word dignified appeared to be quite strange for the Baozhu, there was no doubt that the Baozhu at this moment was very different from before. There was a sense of seriousness on its small body. Even in the Crying Ghost Ridge, when it faced the Dragon-Snake Tail, and even in front of Totem Mountain, when it faced countless totem experts, it had never been so serious.
He Yiming felt a sense of relief in his heart. He could not help but reveal a proud smile on his face.
This feeling was as if he had seen his child achieve outstanding achievements with his own eyes. Even he himself felt this sense of pride.
However, the Baozhu opposite him clearly did not know what He Yiming was thinking. It was releasing its power with its greatest strength.
A flame soared into the sky from the top of its head.
It was a nine-toothed rake, which was accompanied by an intense red flame hanging above the Baozhu's head.
He Yiming's face became dignified when he sensed this extremely powerful aura.
Then, the nine spikes on the nine-toothed rake began to shake. They suddenly turned into a ball of red light and began to circle in the air.
He Yiming widened his eyes and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
It turned out to be nine fire dragons. The nine spikes were formed by the power of fire condensed by the old guys. At this moment, they had turned into nine extremely powerful red fire dragons.
He Yiming opened his mouth, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
The Baozhu was equivalent to an imitation of the Nine Dragons Furnace! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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