All the weapons in the cultivation realm are not stingy, and there are only three kinds of weapons in terms of quality, from bottom to top for spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and immortal weapons, and there are upper, middle and lower grades.

The so-called spiritual weapon is that the weapon itself is made of natural materials and earth treasures, which can store spiritual energy and exert the power of the five elements contained in the exercises. As for magic weapons, in addition to being spiritual weapons themselves, the refiner uses secret methods to burn magic circles when forging, which can at least double the power of the same spiritual weapon. As for the immortal weapons, they also have spirits, but this "spirit" refers to not spiritual materials, but all the spirits in the weapons. When a weapon has a spirit, it has its own soul, and it is no longer a dead thing, and it can naturally display the caster's ability hundreds or thousands of times.

Since the day of its formation, the "Dead Wood Spring" in Rong's hand has been a spiritual weapon with wood attributes, which is even higher than that of a spiritual weapon without attributes. It's just that he never thought that Zhuo Junchen would have a magic weapon in his hand.

Zhuo Junchen didn't know what Rong was thinking in his heart, but since the sword had already made a move, there was absolutely no reason to take it back. With his restlessness, in the face of Zhuo Junchen's rather fierce offensive, he had to avoid his edge. Zhuo Junchen's brows moved slightly, the tip of the sword changed direction, and he also chased after Rong Yi.

Under the fighting stage, there is more than one disciple with eyesight, and those who can see the way of Chongxiao Sword have already spread this matter, and many people have already looked at Zhuo Junchen's eyes with envy and jealousy. Mu Zisu curled the corners of his mouth, when he heard that this Rong was also the sixth order of foundation building, he was still worried about Zhuo Junchen in his heart, and now the weapons of the two of them are two orders apart, Zhuo Junchen has such a big advantage, winning this battle is almost a certainty.

"Senior Brother Zhan, which of these two do you think will win?" A voice sounded from Mu Zisu's side, and Mu Zisu was full of joy waiting for an answer like "Zhuo Junchen".

But I never thought about it, and a rather calm voice said: "Not necessarily, the victory or defeat is about three or seven." ”

Mu Zisu turned his head, and there were two inner disciples, one tall and one short, standing beside him. The tall one looked like twenty-five or sixteen, and his figure was quite strong, and the original flowing cyan disciple clothes were supported by his figure, showing a bit of neatness. The shorter one beside him looked extremely ordinary, with an ordinary figure and an ordinary appearance, except for a sword on his back that was a little eye-catching, and he was a completely ordinary person.

These two people, Mu Zisu happened to know each other, Zhan Baichuan, and Lian Xinhong, both of whom were disciples on Baizhan Peak. Baizhan Peak can be regarded as one of the main peaks with the most disciples, and there are all kinds of exercises and weapons on the body, and the only thing in common is the word "war". Every ten days in the Hundred Battle Peak, there will be a battle of competition, all disciples can participate, and only the top 100 disciples are eligible to stay on the Hundred Battle Peak. And during these ten days, the disciples who are not in the top 100 can also fight the disciples within the 100, and if they are defeated, they can be replaced, and the disciples who were originally within the 100 will also be removed from the list and sent down the mountain. Hundred Battle Peak, only the winner can stay.

However, even if the requirements are so demanding, the Baizhan Peak is also very lively, for no other reason, the aura on the Baizhan Peak is strong, second only to Qinghua Peak. In order to have a better place to cultivate, the disciples naturally went forward one after another.

"Yo, Senior Brother Mu is also there?" Lian Xinhong greeted Mu Zisu with a smile. Although he is not a disciple of the Hundred Battle Peak Peak Lord, he also occupies the quota of the hundred Battle Peaks all year round, and he has not gone to the Elixir Peak to ask for injury medicine.

As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling person, let alone an acquaintance. Mu Zisu exchanged a few words with the two of them, and then asked Zhan Baichuan directly: "Senior Brother Fang Cai Zhan said that Jun Chen only has a seventy percent victory rate for this tolerance?" ”

From the very beginning, Zhan Baichuan never left the situation on the stage, and when he heard Mu Zisu's question, he also didn't look back.

"There are only seventy percent, and now I'm afraid it's only three." Zhan Baichuan said, his brows furrowed, "The cultivation of the two is comparable, and this person's weapon is better than the formation plate that can be relied upon, but the experience is too shallow, and it seems that he has never fought against a formation magician." He nodded to Zhuo Junchen and commented very carefully.

Mu Zisu didn't know anything about this battle, from his opinion, Rong Yu was almost chased and beaten by Zhuo Junchen, and even the robe on his body was punctured several times, and he looked extremely wolf. Thinking like this, Mu Zisu naturally couldn't help but have a little suspicion in his eyes.

Seeing his thoughts, Lian Xinhong smiled and said, "I heard you call him Junchen, Senior Brother Mu is very familiar with this person?" ”

Mu Zisu didn't hide anything: "The two of us have grown up together since childhood. ”

"Oh......" Lian Xinhong nodded, "Then let's sum it up, I'll secretly tell you why your brother loses so much, next time I go to the elixir peak, you have to open a back door for me, how about it?" "There are so many people in the Immortal Sect, naturally it is impossible for everyone to be handled by Du Heng, and there are disciples on the peak who practice medical skills. There are many doctors, so there is naturally a distinction between good and bad.

Mu Zisu still helped with this little thing. Seeing that Mu Zisu agreed, Lian Xinhong didn't waste time, pointed to the stage and said: "The gap between the two is not big, in terms of weapons, it should have been Senior Brother Zhuo who had the upper hand." It's just that this person is not only capable of mouth. "Since he can be valued by the Immortal Sect Elders, he naturally has his own excellence.

"You see Rong Rong's escaping steps, although the wolf bèi, but not messy, just now he is standing due east, and now he has circled most of the platform. Arrange the array, all on this cloth, and when he returns to his original position, I am afraid that your brother will suffer. As Lian Xinhong spoke, Rong Dan had already taken a few steps forward.

After fighting for so long, Rong was only injured in his clothes, but he was not actually seriously injured under Zhuo Junchen. Even Xinhong had already seen the doorway in the audience, and Zhuo Junchen was in it, so he naturally felt it more deeply. The wolf bèi who was allowed was more like a cover specially exposed to him, and the small spells that occasionally turned around and threw them would also interfere with Zhuo Junchen's steps to follow.

Rong Yan held the array disk in one hand and pinched the magic formula in front of his chest with the other, Zhuo Junchen followed behind him, just in sight of the array disk that he was blocking with his body.

The array talisman running on the disk suddenly stopped running, and the blue light on the array disk was shining.

The green light spread out, and Zhuo Junchen naturally stopped his steps forward at the first moment. Rong Ping turned around and looked at Zhuo Junchen's gaze with a yin owl, and then a sapling broke out of the ground in front of Rong Ping, rising in the wind, and instantly blocked Rong Ping's figure.

Zhuo Junchen took a few steps back, this giant tree was obviously strange, and he couldn't get close to it lightly. It's just that before he could see any clues, there was also a sound of breaking ground all around.

"You think you'll be able to get out of the way by retreating?" Rong's voice seemed to come from above, Zhuo Junchen looked up, but only to see several tree canopies connected, and there was no one in the small piece of sky that was circled.

In all directions, eight identical giant trees surrounded Zhuo Junchen, and after some movement and rotation, the distance between the giant trees became smaller and smaller, until the thick trunk completely blocked Zhuo Junchen's figure.

Standing outside the giant wooden array, Rong Yu's eyes fell on Mu Zisu's face under the stage, with a contemptuous smile. It's just that Zhuo Junchen was wrapped up in a tree and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so where did he still have the mind to pay attention to.

"Senior Brother Lian, what will Jun Chen meet in this tree array?" Mu Zisu asked anxiously.

Lian Xinhong replied regretfully: "This thing has not been in Rong Yu's hands for a long time, I haven't encountered it yet, and I don't know." ”

Mu Zisu's brows furrowed even tighter, if it weren't for his quick tongue, Zhuo Junchen would not have fought with him.

"Although you haven't encountered this kind of trick, don't you know the tolerable routine?" Zhan Baichuan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. He had always been attentive to the battle, but now that he couldn't see anyone on the side of the fight, he also had the mind to talk to them.

Lian Xinhong clapped his palms and suddenly realized: "Yes, why didn't I think of it!" Seeing that Mu Zisu still looked puzzled, Lian Xinhong explained, "Rong is a dual spiritual root of earth and wood, but when he opened the light, the spiritual root of the earth was so weak that there was almost no zài, so he has always regarded himself as a single spiritual root." If it weren't for the fight with him once, I would have been overshadowed by him with earth-based exercises, and I didn't know he had such a ability. ”

When Mu Zisu heard this, his heart was half cold.

Among the giant trees, Zhuo Junchen waved the long sword in his hand, the vines entangled in the trees, and the roots that broke through the ground from the ground, attacking almost everywhere. The thunder and fire on the Chongxiao Sword were entangled, and although Zhuo Junchen did not fall behind in the face of these attacks for the time being, it was not a long-term solution.

After temporarily repelling the attack, Zhuo Junchen inserted the Heavy Sky Sword into the giant tree with his backhand, and wanted to use his strength to fly up the tree, but before his feet could exert his strength, his feet suddenly became weak!

Zhuo Junchen lowered his head, and the originally flat ground suddenly sank like quicksand, and his body suddenly lost his balance. The tree vines that had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time came up and wrapped around Zhuo Junchen's hands and feet respectively, pulling him up on his back. The vines were wrapped so tightly that they left dark red bruises on him in a few moments.

Zhuo Junchen turned his head, the Chongxiao Sword had not yet taken off his hand, but he wanted to pull out the long sword with all his strength, but his hands were so restrained that he had no strength. A vine wrapped around his neck, and between the continuous tightening, the feeling of suffocation made Zhuo Junchen feel dizzy in his mind.

His eyes were still firmly fixed on the Chongxiao Sword, Zhuo Junchen's face was full of qi and blood, and his handsome face turned red.

Pull it out, as long as you add another force, you can pull it out!

The hand that had lost strength due to the blocked meridians was clenched again, Zhuo Junchen's eyes were slightly red, as long as he tried harder, he could pull out the sword!

The thunder fire spiritual power in the body operated spontaneously, but it was blocked by the wood attribute spiritual power attached to the vines, and it could not be transmitted to the Chongxiao Sword.

The giant trees that were originally tightly sealed around slowly spread out a little, his neck was strangled, and Zhuo Junchen's breathing was even more stagnant.

A mocking voice came from between the voids: "This so-called law enforcement elder, I think it's exaggerated. ”

Zhuo Junchen gritted his teeth, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and the thunder fire spiritual power broke through in an instant.

The sword roars in the sky, and the purple electricity shines!