Anjou didn't believe it: "No, you said that the material collection can see through all the falsehoods, except for him one is red and the other is yellow, the color density is about the same, and the strength should be about the same." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info my swordsmanship, plus overlay printing help, it's definitely no problem to solve him, he won't be as perverted as a combat coach. ’

'The color represents cultivation, and cultivation is not equal to strength. Those people in the spiritual department are stronger than him in any one of their cultivations, such as the star-rated Canaan, who has a geographical advantage, so let him get rid of it...... You can see him as a 10,000-year-old demon reborn. ’

"Huh?" Anjou opened her mouth, and was poured into a mouthful of wind and snow, and hurriedly closed: "There is such an unscientific thing as being reborn?"

Don't define by what you know about science. When the cultivation reaches a certain level, the spiritual consciousness is condensed, and after death, one can be reincarnated or reborn. When you master creation, you can also create a body and put the souls of the recently deceased into it to regenerate them. ’

Anjou has nothing to say, being shocked is one thing, she needs to deal with the blizzard wholeheartedly, and it is also the other thing that she doesn't have the energy to chat with the system anymore.

In the eye of the wind, Anjou was swept up by the wind, and the backpack that she didn't even throw away to climb the cliff abandoned her in the wind, and the people were swept up by the wind and flew in circles.

Anjou couldn't open his eyes, and the white three-dimensional map was also spinning in circles, and his brain roared: 'Where is the ladder?!'

Grab that root and climb up. ’

'What roots?' As soon as Anjou was asked, the wind blew against something invisible to the naked eye, but it was a white tentacle that swayed in the wind.

Anjou hurriedly backhanded to hug it, but saw a black shadow rushing from below.

It's that demon cultivator!

The system exclaimed, 'Careful!'

Before the system reminded him, Anjou had already subconsciously kicked over, this kick was the essence of the actual combat coach, and he went straight to the opponent's face, hitting the target.

Anjou was overjoyed, and soon found that she had rejoiced too soon.

The demon cultivator who was kicked did not fly upside down, but reached out and grabbed Anjou's foot, dragging Anjou down for a while, and the other party used his strength to rush up, grabbing the root of the tree with one hand and pulling Anjou's wrist with the other, trying to tear her apart.

Anjou knew that she was inferior to the other when she was caught by the foot, so she was distracted by her mental drawing, cutting a large piece of ice from below and moving it into the air, but the roots of the tree flew too fast, and she never found a chance to release it.

The wind blew and blew the demon cultivator up.

Now is the time.

Anjou silently said in her heart: overlay printing.

At the same time, the spiritual power condensed the fingertips, acupuncture a little on the opponent's wrist, and then the five fingers were together, like a slippery snake, retracted from the opponent's grasp, and there was only a watch left in the hand of the demon cultivator.

Without the slightest pause, Demon Xiu dropped his watch and continued to grab Anjou.

At this moment, without warning, a block of ice the size of a house appeared at the location of the demon cultivator, and when he was caught off guard, the other party was hit hard, spurting blood, and sliding down, but still holding on to the end of the tree root.

Anjou was also scratched by the edge of the ice, but she was prepared, her hand still firmly grasped the root, and she quickly climbed up, while the end of the root with a faster mind was brushed with ice, cutting a larger ice and moving it above the demon cultivator, covering the print.

This time, the demon cultivator couldn't carry it, and was carried down by the ice cubes, staring at Anru with a pair of dark eyes, and the hatred and viciousness in his eyes almost turned into substance.

The roots of the tree were swept by the wind and flew higher and higher.

Maybe it was the wind and snow that dazzled her eyes, or maybe Anru was too afraid of the last look of the demon cultivator, hoping that someone would stop the demon cultivator, she vaguely saw a figure of Jun Mowen, wearing a silver mask, covering his whole body tightly, and with a wave of his hand, the demon cultivator flew upside down and fell off the cliff.

Then the roots flew into the clouds, and nothing was to be seen.

Anjou once heard a legend about planting grapes, which is that in the mythological era, there was a Taoist who planted a grape seed in the downtown area, and the vine sprouted and grew up to the clouds, and the Taoist said that his grapes were connected to the heavenly palace, and a month later was the day when the Emperor of Heaven married the Queen of Heaven, and whoever could climb up could participate in the wedding banquet of the Emperor of Heaven.

There was a hero who was good at climbing trees, I heard that he climbed up with dry food, he climbed for seven days and seven nights, the dry food was eaten up early, and when he was hungry and thirsty, he directly picked grapes on the vine to eat, and finally climbed to the heavenly palace at exhaustion.

Ten years later, a god appeared out of thin air in the place where the Taoist had planted the vines, claiming to be the person who climbed the heavenly palace at that time, because he had eaten the elixir at the wedding banquet, he had become an immortal, but because he had been in the sky for ten years in the ground, he had only come back now, and he also brought many immortal fruits that people had never heard of to come down to his family to taste......

Anjou felt that she was climbing that magical vine now, that there was no end to it, and that the only consolation was that there was no wind or snow here.

The white root system is like life, it is warm, you can faintly feel the feeling of the pulse beating, the skin is soft, it looks like a cloud when you step on it, but it does not sink, and it has a faint stickiness, which is not easy to slip.

The root system grows more and more, intertwined and entangled with each other, and becomes thicker and thicker.

If this is the root of a tree, how big should it be?

Anjou thought of the huge peach tree in the spirit world, could this be the bottom of that tree?

In terms of aura concentration, it is much stronger than the peach tree.

The spiritual power in Anjou's body was a little out of control, and it was supposed to run in the body Zhou Tian, but when it passed through the soles of his feet, it was lost, and he involuntarily rushed to the roots of the tree, and Anjou didn't have time to panic, and found that the lost spiritual power poured back from his hands, as if Zhou Tian had become larger, and the number suddenly increased.

No, not only has the number increased, but the attributes of her spiritual power have also changed slightly, this is not her spiritual power.

Anjou's spiritual power is not pure white, but white with a very beautiful green glow.

However, the spiritual power that returned from the roots of the tree did not have a green light.

Fortunately, these spiritual powers without green rays entered the body and did not have a rejection reaction, and after entering the sea of knowledge for a week, they regained their green light.

One Sunday, another Sunday...... The spiritual power is growing rapidly, the meridians are as wide as a river, the internal energy runs more smoothly, and the speed is also faster.

Anjou closed her eyes, didn't look at the three-dimensional map, she felt like she was one with the tree, and saw many animate colored streams swimming around.

Some of them are fat, some are thin, some are long, some are short, they have different shapes and personalities.

The green is lively, and will take the initiative to approach Anjou, circle around her, and mischievously pass through her body;

The blue ones are the same, but more gentle, stretching their bodies into a circle, encircling Anjou, and occasionally rubbing against Anjou;

PS: May Day on the shelves~~