Chapter 103: Psychic Fruit
A cool breeze blows, leaves of various shapes fly everywhere, this forest is a little special, each tree blooms a faint halo, giving people a breath of life, it looks like the trees have become essences. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Moreover, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this forest is extremely vigorous, it should be this Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that has transformed these trees, and if time goes by, it can even give birth to some heavenly and earth treasures!
Yang Xiantai's eyes were glowing with fiery light, he pursed his lips, staring at a cave in front of the woods, there were weeds next to the entrance of the cave, if you didn't check it carefully, you wouldn't be able to find it, but it was a little hidden.
But this cave is different, spitting out vigorous energy, accompanied by the glow of the sun, and it seems to have given birth to treasures inside.
"Tai Shao, the energy on this forest surface is so vigorous, and it is all concentrated in the cave, this is very similar to the sign of the formation of the psychic fruit!" a young man couldn't help but speak.
Hearing this, the heat on Yang Xiantai's face increased by a few points, and he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Yes, I hope there is really a psychic fruit in this, if there is, haha, my breakthrough to the acquired eightfold condensation realm is just around the corner!"
"I'll first congratulate Tai Shao on becoming famous in one fell swoop!" This person is crazy about sycophants, he knows the psychic fruit too well, this is a kind of heaven and earth strange things that need some special regions to breed, and it is comparable to the origin true qi required by the blood transfer realm.
The value of this thing is even comparable to that of the Condensing Pulse Pill!
"Why hasn't this Yang Ling come yet?" After waiting for a while, Yang Xiantai said with a cold face: "Let them do something for so long, hum!"
"These two guys are probably lazy. The man smiled: "I don't think there is any danger here, even if there is, with your strength, it can be completely suppressed!"
Yang Xiantai nodded in agreement, very useful to his sycophants, and no longer waited for the two of them, and strode towards the cave.
Behind a boulder not far from them, Jiang Wenxuan stared in the direction of the two of them through the crack in the stone, his heart pounding, this was the place where the mysterious woman told him, the source of energy was in this cave!
"Is the true blood of the divine beast inside?" Jiang Wenxuan suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and when he saw that they were about to enter, he cautiously walked over, ready to see what was inside first.
Walking into the cave, Jiang Wenxuan felt that the heaven and earth energy in it was becoming more and more vigorous, and with a wisp of fragrance, his eyes suddenly lit up, there must be a heaven and earth treasure in it!
The treasures of heaven and earth are too rare, each one is very extraordinary, it is the essence of heaven and earth that has spent countless years to breed, this kind of thing is impossible for ordinary people to get, and the treasure of heaven and earth can be alchemy, resulting in the value of heaven and earth treasure is very cherished.
Walking along the gloomy path for a while, Jiang Wenxuan's eyes looked ahead, where the green glow was circulating, and the illuminated cave was like a legendary fairyland, full of aura and dazzling.
Yang Xiantai's fiery eyes saw a small tree in front of him, this small tree spewed out glow, drooping aura, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth around him, and on this small tree, there were three emerald green fruits.
It's about the size of a baby's fist, delicate, fragrant, and looks crystal clear, like a jade carved from jade.
"There are actually three psychic fruits!" Yang Qiang was trembling, his red eyes staring at the three fruits, eager to eat them all.
At this moment, he felt a trace of cold eyes, Yang Qiang trembled, and instantly changed his words: "Tai Shao, if you refine all the three psychic fruits, your strength will definitely increase by leaps and bounds at that time, and it is estimated that you can enter the Eightfold Condensation Realm in a short period of time!"
"Not bad. Yang Xiantai nodded excitedly, this creation is too terrifying, it is a trivial matter to break through several small realms in a row, the key is that the psychic fruit can make his foundation skyrocket several times, and when the time comes, he will climb higher in the blood realm.
Yang Qiang was a little unwilling, these are three, it seems that Yang Xiantai is ready to swallow it alone, but when he thinks of the identity of the other party, the crooked thoughts in his heart can only be squeezed out.
Jiang Wenxuan was hidden in the shadows, his fists were clenched, and he was a little anxious in his heart, it was difficult to win by rushing over now, if Yang Xiantai refined the psychic fruit next, he would definitely not be his opponent.
There is also a passage in this cave, and the mysterious woman tells him that the true blood of the divine beast must be in the depths of the cave.
Yang Xiantai couldn't help it anymore, walked over, and grabbed the psychic fruit with his palm.
The psychic number bears three psychic fruits, and next to the psychic tree, a green bamboo takes root, which looks very ordinary, and only one foot high, but at this time, the green bamboo shuddered suddenly, and a small spirit mink suddenly jumped out, and its big ruby eyes noticed that someone was going to steal its own food, it roared very fiercely, and then burst over.
A white phantom came to him, and before Yang Xiantai could turn his mind around, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist and a row of tooth marks.
"What?" Yang Qiang's expression changed in shock, looking at the spirit marten that appeared on the ground, he said in horror: "There are demon beasts, fly less and be careful." ”
Yang Xiantai's face was extremely gloomy, he felt a lot of pain in his wrist, his miserable eyes stared at the spirit mink, and roared: "You evil animal, I slaughtered you!"
The cave was shaken, and the breath in Yang Xiantai's body burst out, overwhelmingly pressing towards the spirit mink, wanting to suppress it.
The spirit marten screamed, its snow-white body erupted upside down, its furry body burst out with vigorous aura, its hind legs slammed into the ground, its strength was extremely powerful, the earth was cracked, and the small body exploded towards Yang Xiantai at the same time.
The speed of the spirit marten was very fast, like phantoms flying around him, and Yang Xiantai's whole body had a layer of energy light shield, constantly resisting the attack of the spirit mink.
"The speed of this evil beast is so fast!" Yang Xiantai's face was pale, he was about to get the psychic fruit just now, but at the critical moment, this kind of change occurred, and there was resentment in his body.
Jiang Wenxuan pursed his lips and smiled, a little excited in his heart, isn't this taking advantage of the fisherman, just now this Yang Xiantai wanted to kill himself, but he didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly.
The mink's body is small, snow-white, its ears are pointed, its eyes are like rubies, and the little one's eyes are blooming with cold.
"Evil animal, give me death!" Yang Xiantai's expression began to disdain, although the speed of this spirit marten is extremely fast, but it has no combat experience at all, it is estimated that it was just born here, and its strength is comparable to that of an ordinary Bone Forging Realm demon beast.
As he spoke, Yang Xiantai took out a delicate small sword from his waist, with purple rhyme flowing on it, faintly shining with a sharp edge, and it was not ordinary at first glance.
"Let Young Master Ben sacrifice this half-step innate level treasure Zixiao Sword, you are also worthy of pride. ”
I saw that the small sword turned around twice, and it actually doubled in size, a full two feet six inches long, and then shot towards the spirit mink like a bolt of lightning, this speed was very amazing, it was even faster than the speed of the spirit marten.
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