Sword God

The small island in the lake is about tens of thousands of meters in radius. On the island, there is a piece of grass and wood ruins that are withered to the extreme, as if it is going to turn into a gray fly. It is leafy, but at this moment, each branch is a thin and sparse appearance.

Moreover, the leaves above are withering at a slow rate, and the leaves that are completely withered are falling off the branches and falling.

Covering a few thousand squares, it is like a huge umbrella on a branch. Only ninety-nine fist-sized green fruits are condensed. The connection with the branch seems to be very tough. Fall off.

Tianlingbaoshu!

Heavenly Fruit!

It is said that the Tianlingbao tree has been blooming for three hundred years, has yielded three hundred years, and has matured for three hundred years. During its blooming period, the Tianlingbao tree is lush and leafy, and its surroundings are full of vegetation.

However, during the 300-year period when Tianlingguo began to mature, the surrounding vegetation that was extremely vigorous would gradually absorb its vitality and slowly wither and die, which is not enough. When the surrounding vegetation is flourishing, After the withering and dying, the leaves of the Tianling treasure tree itself are also affected, and its vitality will also be absorbed by the Tianling fruit.

Now, it is nearing the end. Tianling fruit is about to be fully mature. Naturally, the leaves on the Tianling treasure tree are almost withered, and only a few are still withered.

wait!

Everyone is waiting.

After crossing the lake, there were less than one hundred condensed states of the island. Others were either killed by the monsters in the lake, or they were not affected by the wounds, and then they quit and dared not to get involved.

Therefore, the nearly one hundred condensed states that finally landed on the island were all the cultivation of the highest condensed state, and each strength was extraordinary.

Among them, most of them are practitioners from outside of the Chong Ling secret, such as the disciples of Jiuzhong Tianyi, or disciples of other forces, etc., and a small number are the practitioners in the Chong Ling secret territory.

Chen Zong stood with Qingye, his eyes slowly scanning, and everyone could see clearly.

The breakthrough of the divine will to the second realm gave birth to brilliance, which also made Chen Zong's perception more acute. With the slightest breath from the other side, some judgments can be made.

I joined hands with Qingye, but the Lantern star that I had worked with before stood with Wudao. When he saw the eyes of Chen Zong, he smiled slightly at Chen Zong.

And that year-old cold, but was alone.

In addition, Chen Zong also saw the uncle.

There is no doubt that He is also a person. He doesn't need to join forces with anyone. Standing there, his body is filled with an unparalleled domineering atmosphere. He doesn't need to cover up or deliberately distribute it. To its strength, it is jealous.

In the face of Chen Zong's eyes, the uncle was condensed, and the splendid radiance seemed to contain substantial strength, which surprised Chen Zong secretly.

"It's stronger!" Chen Zong was surprised.

The original strength of Nao was so outrageous. At the time, in the deadly battle ruins, Chen Zong estimated that Nao's strength at that time should be enough to break through to the sixth floor of the battle tower.

In other words, even if he is now more than twice as powerful as he was then, he is still not a rival at the time.

But now, Chen Zong feels that Qiang's strength is stronger. He is really a monster. I don't know who can compare with him.

Sweep Sweep Sweep Sweep!

Not many people can bring threats to Chen Zong, among them the most intense, followed by Sui Han, Deng Xing and others. Although no knife also brings threats to Chen Zong, it is not strong.

Of course, bringing a sense of threat does not mean that you can defeat and suppress yourself, it can only bring you a certain amount of pressure and a certain threat, and nothing more.

Strong and weak, only known after a real battle. Of course, Chen Zong can be sure that he is not an opponent of cricket, unless he can superimpose the power of Kendo, the Word of the Heart, and the Word of the World. It is hoped that the high and low are only a high and low.

In addition to these people, there are a few who pose a threat to Chen Zong.

Three of them came from other families or sectarian forces outside the Nine Dragons. The last one, the intensity of the threat, was not lost to Deng Xing. It was a young man with short blue hair. The short hair stood up. It looks like a steel needle, permeated with a breathtaking breath. The body is a blue robe. The breath is restrained, but there is a kind of vigorous publicity, which seems to burst out at any time.

This person is a practitioner who rushes into the secret realm.

Next, of course, is to wait, waiting for the Tianling fruit to fully mature.

However, while waiting for Tian Lingguo to mature, there are still some things to do and important things.

Then ... it's clearance!

There are ninety-nine Tianguo fruits. There are nearly 100 people in the audience. In theory, everyone can get one. However, this is not a child's play like Guo Jia Fang Guoguo. To scramble, no one can wait to include all the heavenly fruits in the bag.

Of course, that is impossible, but it is not impossible to get a few extra celestial fruits.

In order to avoid too many people after the fruit matures, the Tianling fruit is picked by others. Even more directly, it is taken immediately. Of course, the consequences of doing this are not good, but it is a wasteful act of breaking the net.

Therefore, it is necessary to clear the market before Tian Lingguo matures.

Without enough strength, even if it is fortunate to cross the 10,000-meter lake and set foot on an island, it will stop there.

"Tianling treasure tree Tianling fruit belongs to our mystical realm, and you, the outsiders, don't leave quickly." An old man next to the short-haired young man suddenly spoke, his tone had a sense of self-anger.

He is the person of the Chongling Temple.

"Joke, why do you leave us alone, just because of your old face." People who come from outside are smirking.

The battle begins.

In the beginning, it was naturally the conflict between the local practitioners in the secret realm and the outside practitioners.

I don't know who was the first to take the shot, it was like a fuse, and it turned into a fierce battle.

"Get off!" Chen Zong slashed his sword, Jian Guang broke the strength, and directly struck the attacked person, and fell into the lake.

Qing Ye and Chen Zong joined forces. Naturally, they will not break away, but they will shoot around and fight off others, regardless of life or death.

Strong and weak, the gap is revealed.

Although the same practice, but the weak but not a strong one.

I saw 貜 大 锏 ramming, killing several people directly, extremely brutal.

"Go!" Some people looked extremely ugly and terrible. That kind of strength couldn't cope with it at all. They would be killed if they forcibly shot.

People with knowledge of current affairs can only retreat with resentment. People without knowledge of current affairs are severely injured or even killed in battle.

In addition to his shots, Chen Zong is also concerned about the fighting of other people, especially those who threaten himself and feel the strength of everyone.

The point is that two people who have not seen their strength and other strangers, such as Wu Dao and Sui Han, especially the short blue-haired youth who rushed into the mysterious realm.

When the short-haired youth shot, they were all blue lightnings. The lightning thunder was overwhelming, bombarded by the air, and the hit person flew upside down. The blue current was shining all over.

A blue lightning burst into the air, like a spear like a blast, and the terrible breath seemed to smash Chen Zong.

Chen Zong waved his sword to meet him. Jian Guang shuddered and broke in an instant, but the blue lightning was also broken by Chen Zongyi sword.

"It was blocked." The blue short-haired young man secretly surprised, shot again, punched out, and the fist gathered by the blue lightning carried a more terrifying might to kill.

Chen Zong was also killed with one sword, with even greater power.

Two collisions, followed immediately by the third collision, but they broke up with each other, and no one could help.

The scenes are chaotic and destined not to be the battlefield of the two unless the two have the power to crush other people, but obviously not, at least the strength of the here is still invincible.

One-on-one, no one is a stingy opponent.

The fierce battle happened very abruptly and quickly, and it ended very quickly. In the end, only a dozen people remained on this island, each camp.

貜 Alone, Suihan alone, Deng Xing and No Knife, Qing Yan and Chen Zong, as well as Wang Manglie, Moro Luo, Holy Tassel and others also have teamed up, as for the rushing secret On one side, there were only two people left. One was the old man who had spoken before, and the other was the young man with short blue hair. The strength was extraordinary.

Compared with nearly a hundred people, there are a dozen people left, and everyone can undoubtedly get more heavenly fruits.

But do you want to distribute this way?

Do not!

Everyone wants to get more heavenly fruits and is destined to compete.

The blue short-haired young man, Lan Yu, is the first day of Pride of Chongling and the first day of Pride of Chongling. He does not allow outsiders to take away the fruit of Tian Ling, although it is impossible, but it must be done Try your best to stop it.

Can stop one from counting ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Time passes slowly, day by day, everyone is waiting, the leaves on the branches continue to intensify the process of withering.

For practitioners, all kinds of environments must be adapted, and the environment here is quite acceptable, even if it stays for a month, not to mention, it is only a few days, or to get a good chance.

One camp, one camp for the cold, one camp for Deng Xing and Wu Dao, one camp for Qingye and Chen Zong, and others, such as Wang Manglie, Moro, and Holy Tassel, all have their own camps. .

On the last day, everyone's eyes became sharper.

Because the ninety-nine heavenly fruits are about to mature, the leaves on the branches intensify the process of withering, and eventually, they are completely withered, a gust of wind blows through, blows off the leaves, and floats in the sky with the wind, At the same time, the original green color of the ninety-nine heavenly fruits scattered around thousands of square-shaped branches became more and more vivid, and between them, as if green and dripping, they became more rounded. More plump, faint, a faint halo also spread, with an inexplicable taste.

Mature!