Back in the cave, Tianyou meditated cross-legged, adjusted his body to the best state, and went to the Wood Spirit Circle to refine the Dharma body.

The valley at night is beautiful and terrifying, but it's no wonder, as long as you open a corner here and watch, it seems that you can find a resting spirit beast.

Tianyou faced the forest with the wood spirit array, and the forest at this time was extremely dark, and there was not even a wandering fluorescence in it, as if there was a great danger hiding in it.

He looked up at the banyan tree above his head, there were still two green ghost fires, and the deputy commander of the ghost wolf was still monitoring his every move, slowly lowered his head, raised his legs and walked into the dark forest.

"Hm~hh~hh~!"

There was silence all around, not even the chirping of insects, only the sound of stepping on the grass and breaking dead branches.

Suddenly, all the big trees around turned into a little green fluorescence and disappeared, and at the same time, the scenery suddenly changed, and the sky suddenly brightened, only the grass was still under the feet, and the wood aura here suddenly increased, as if all the wood aura in the entire Liuyang Valley was absorbed.

Tianyou learned from Zhou Ji's mouth that this was only a preliminary change when he entered the formation, although he was prepared to leave early in his heart, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, his heart was vigilant.

At this time, there was a gust of "whirring" wind in my ears, and then a strong wind blew in my face, and a dark robe kept shaking, and the sound of hunting.

But how could this little wind alone shake him, and his legs remained firmly in place, never moving an inch, ready for the storm that followed.

Then the wind stopped abruptly, and then countless palm-sized green leaves appeared in the sky, fluttering left and right, slowly falling downward.

"Boom!"

A series of sounds piercing the air came one after another, Tianyou looked up at the sky, and saw that many green leaves turned into green rays, shooting obliquely towards him one after another, and many green leaves stayed in the air, but they also began to rotate at high speed, like a sharp cone with a handle, and they were also about to shoot towards him.

"Puff puff. ”

One after another flying leaves hit Tianyou's body, but they didn't cause him the slightest damage, and those green leaves were instead shattered and scattered, turning into a little spiritual light and dissipating, these were just beginner low-level flying leaf techniques.

He just closed his eyes like this, stood in place and didn't move, let alone urge the magic to resist, relying on the strength of his body alone, he took all the flying leaves, but his upper body left a lot of scratches, which was not painful at all.

After almost a meal, after the last green leaf collapsed, a series of green spiritual silk several zhang long, as thin as a hair, began to appear around him, slowly rotating around him, separated by four or five zhang in the middle, at first there were only three or four spiritual silks, and gradually more and more spiritual silks surrounded him, forming a green vortex.

Suddenly, these spiritual filaments turned into finger-thick turquoise rattans, which were no less than hundreds in the past, and they were instantly raised to a level and transformed into low-level and middle-level spells, and then these hundreds of rattans were violently drawn towards Tianyou in the center.

"Whew!"

Tianyou closed his eyes, and could only hear the sound of all the rattans cutting through the air together, but the sound made people sound so uncomfortable.

"Smack!"

All the rattans fell on Tianyou's body together, so there was only a whipping sound, and his upper body robe, almost at this moment, completely shattered, revealing pieces of muscles that didn't look very explosive, but there was still a bit of self-cultivation, and he couldn't tell that he was a cultivator refining his body at all.

Tianyou still didn't move with his eyes closed, and the strength of the rattan whipping was probably enough to shatter even a huge rock with one blow, but he didn't even frown his brows.

The rattan was whipped dozens of times in a row, but Tianyou's skin and flesh were still normal, and not a single blood mark was left.

A low-level mid-level spell, a monk in the Dan period can easily block it as long as he has an ordinary shield, but hundreds of low-level mid-level spells can't be dealt with calmly, after all, hundreds of spells are fought together, although the power of the spell cannot be superimposed, but its power should not be underestimated, at least it must be constantly injected with mana to resist.

At this moment, the hundred rattans suddenly struck, and did not continue to whip over, Tianyou opened his eyes in disbelief, but some of what he saw made him frown slightly.

He saw that the turquoise rattan, which was originally only the thickness of a little finger, moved left and right a few times like a tentacle at this moment, and then the skin of the rattan suddenly turned black and thickened, no less than the thickness of a baby's arm, and became a more tough old vine.

However, this is not the end, these enlarged rattans, their surface is actually bulging one by one, and they are still growing outward, just a moment, half an inch long spikes appeared, and a thorny rattan full of spikes was formed, and in this instant, its magic power increased to a new level, this is already a primary and high-level spell.

Seeing the changes in the rattan clearly, Tianyou took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, he still didn't plan to urge the real magic to move.

There was a "whew" sound, and he knew very well that it was the piercing sound of thorny rattans beginning to swing and pierce the air.

This time, the hundred thorn rattans were not whipped as before, and there was still room for buffering during the period, but half of the thorn rattans were whipped in turn, so that he did not have a chance to breathe.

……。

In the deeper part of the forest, there is a towering tree, which is far inferior to the banyan tree, but it is also a first-class big tree, and it has a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

An old man with white hair and white beard sat cross-legged on a fork of this tree, meditating with his eyes closed.

But at this moment, this old Mouran opened his eyes, and a pair of eyeballs turned out to be a turquoise color, which looked very weird, and cast his gaze into the distance, where the turquoise light flickered, and the wood aura was even more restless.

This old man was the master of the Wood Spirit Array, and when he found that someone had broken into this array, he wanted to make the other party suffer some hardships as usual, and then send people out of the forest.

But this time he was taken aback, it was a human monk who entered the formation, he knew this, and what surprised him was that this person actually practiced the art of forging the body, trying to borrow the wood spirit array to quench his body, which made him interested.

The old man's eyes flashed with green, and he couldn't take his eyes off a young man in the circle who was constantly being beaten.

The man exuded a faint golden light, and hard wooden thorns shot from all directions, piercing his back and chest fiercely.