Eternal Tranquility

Stonewood has branches that take hundreds of years and matures over thousands of years. The core of the tree has a lot of power, and there is no upper limit to the power it provides. As long as your physical body can withstand it, you can continuously increase your strength by absorbing stonewood crystals. .

Liu Qinghuan, on the other hand, not only planted two fully mature ash trees, but also recruited a group of foreigners who were good at planting shank trees. The wood crystals in the warehouse have piled up like mountains.

This is also why the stone wood is ranked high in the fifth level of the heaven. Except for the special space of Zhuoyuan, in any other interface, a stone stone crystal that is thousands of years old is priceless and is the dream of all physical practitioners. The ultimate spiritual thing.

Tyranny also noticed something was wrong at this time, and while he felt awe-inspiring, he also felt a little disapproving.

There were many who were stronger than him and died at his hands. When monks fight, victory is the ultimate goal. As for the process...

He smiled ferociously: "Did you, fellow Taoist monk, become a monk to practice physical training on the way? Looking at your actions, you are immature and unskilled, and even retain some of the movements that are used to Taoist cultivation. Haha, this is not acceptable!"

As he spoke, a ray of red light erupted from his mouth, rushing toward Liu Qinghuan's face as fiercely as lightning and flint.

Liu Qinghuan subconsciously tilted her head slightly and slapped her palm in the air.

The strong power surged out, and the red light exploded in an instant without any resistance. It was obviously just a false shot, and Tyranny also took the opportunity to retreat, while laughing wildly: "I said you are a Taoist cultivator, right? , the first reaction when encountering a surprise attack is to dodge, hahaha, it worked out as soon as I tried it.”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flickered, knowing that he had been deceived.

Because the strength of Dao Xiu Dharmakaya is generally not high, the first reaction when encountering an attack is to avoid it. Unexpectedly, this person can see through his identity from these tiny details, which shows that he is extremely careful.

He smiled slightly: "So what, I never said that I was a physical practitioner. Why, are you afraid?"

Tyranny said with a sinister look on his face: "Afraid? I don't care if you are a Taoist cultivator or a Taoist and Physical cultivator. In front of my mysterious bone tyrant body, you will only end up being crushed forcefully!"

As soon as the sound of "crack, creak, creak" was heard, black scale bones were grown layer by layer all over his body, thickly covering his face and limbs, and the sharp bone spurs at the joints were also growing crazily.

"Ouch!"

With a roar, Tyranny, who was completely inhumane, spun back. The violent wind was as sharp as a knife, and the ferocious power was like a flash flood, crashing down like a sky-devouring demon god!

Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the other party saw through it, he did not intend to use Taoism now. After all, he went to Xuanyuan Stage just to hone his combat skills.

He slowly danced his arms, and the green-gold light around him was as thick as a cocoon, spreading out like a substantial force field, just like standing still as a mountain when the terrifying power of heaven and earth descended countless times.

"Bang bang bang~"

In an instant, one after another, thick and dull roars resounded throughout the world. The collision of pure power and the physical struggle between bodies seemed to use all their strength every time, and every time they were fierce and fierce.

The terrifying power turned into a roaring hurricane, causing the yellow sand everywhere to roll like a dragon, submerging the two people who were fighting fiercely.

Such a scene also caused bursts of applause from the spectators below the Xuanyuan Stage. The sound rushed out of the valley, causing two passing monks to stop and look back.

The thin Taoist holding a fly whisk and looking like a fairy asked: "Xuanyuan Terrace is open again?"

The people around him were wearing bright crowns and gorgeous Taoist robes dyed with rich colors, looking at the battle scene presented by the magic weapon on the stage.

"Has Xuanyuan Terrace been empty these past few days? It looks like two body cultivators are fighting, and the fight is quite intense."

The two watched in silence for a while, and the thin Taoist said casually: "Have there been a lot of new people in Jiutian Yunxiao recently? I see that most of the monks coming and going are very good-looking, even those who open dojos. If you change the person, not many people will recognize him.”

"Who told you to stay in seclusion for so long?" The monk in Chinese clothes replied: "Most of those old guys were sent to the Mingshan Battlefield in the past."

"Why is that? Did something happen over there?"

"Are you closed-minded and stupid? You forgot that this war season will end in one or two thousand years? Now that the war in the entire war field has reached its final moment, people are in great need, and that fairy treasure born from heaven and earth is It hasn’t been found yet, and some people above are already getting anxious.”

The Taoist said indifferently, and then said: "Then why are there so many new people in Lingxiao?"

The monk in Chinese clothes suddenly sighed, frowned and said, "Because they all want to compete for a place in my Mid-Levels Academy."

The Taoist raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Isn't it still many years before your academy opens next time? Are these people too anxious to start fighting now?"

The monk in Chinese clothes hesitated for a moment, then cast a spell to isolate outside sounds, and then said in a low voice: "You don't know something. About a few months ago, the academy seemed to have received some bad news. It didn't take long for something to happen. News spread that a group of people would be admitted to the hospital as an exception."

The Taoist looked slightly confused: "Could it be that someone down there..."

The monk in Chinese clothes shook his head slightly to stop him from continuing: "Don't make random guesses. No matter what it is, it won't affect you and me anyway."

The Taoist looked in the direction of Xuanyuan Terrace with a hint of pity: "That's maybe..."

The monk in Chinese clothes was silent for a moment, and a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on his face: "You don't have to pity these new idiots. Who let them hear some false information and think that the academy's selection criteria are only about Fame and strength, everyone is trying their best to express themselves, trying to squeeze into the academy..."

He snorted coldly: "As everyone knows, you have to pay for what you get. Although the academy will provide many rare cultivation resources and opportunities to practice in Yunzhong Immortal Land, the sky will not drop pies for no reason, waiting for them to enter. If you go to the hospital, you won’t regret it even if you want to!”

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, stopped looking, turned around and flew towards Sangusan Mountain hanging in the air.

The thin Taoist sighed in a low voice, and then looked at the crowded valley not far away. The last trace of compassion disappeared from his eyes, and he followed the monk in Chinese clothes.

Regardless of what the outside world is like, the battle inside Xuanyuan Terrace has become fierce at this time. The fists and shadows of the two people in the air are intertwined. Sometimes their figures are as fast as the wind, sometimes as heavy as a mountain. Every time they fight, there is a loud and loud sound like the earth is shattering. came.

The overflowing hurricane of power roared across the earth, and the tall sand dunes disappeared in an instant. The pits on the ground collapsed one by one and were deeper and riddled with holes...

The more Tyranny fought, the more frightened he became. There were actually cracks on the thick black scales, many of the ferocious bone spurs were broken, and there were even a few dented fist marks.