Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Wood Spirit Breaks the Realm

"You, what kind of master are you, can you give a name to the juniors to know?!" Miss Su was ashamed and surprised, she couldn't help asking.

"You don't have to know where I'm from, I just want to ask you, did he give you this hairpin on your head?" Lang Zhong retracted his fingers, and Su Chuanfang's body recovered freely.

When Su Chuanfang heard the other party's words, she subconsciously touched the snake hairpin on the top of her head, and her two big eyes turned around for half a circle, and her heart was roughly a little measured.

"He gave me this hairpin. She nodded in reply.

"Then let me ask you, since you know your identity and still accept his intentions, what is your intention?" Lang Zhong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he asked.

Su Chuanfang only felt that her heart had been pricked by a needle, and slowly lowered her head. After a few breaths of silence, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said lightly: "Actually, I didn't expect anything from him. I'm with him just because I don't want to regret it. ”

"But aren't you afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life because of you?" Lang Zhong continued to ask.

He 。。。。。。 Miss Su's voice paused slightly, and the light in her eyes gradually became clear. "What the seniors said, of course Chuanfang understands. But I really can't rest assured of his impulsive nature, I just hope to help him as much as possible during this time!"

The middle-aged man looked at the other party's determined eyes, sighed, turned his head to look at Zhan Feihong, and asked softly, "How old is it?"

"Fifteen. Su Chuanfang frowned slightly and replied faintly.

"Bad fate, it's really bad fate. Lang Zhong shook his head.

"Please be fulfilled by your predecessors. Miss Su's voice was mixed with a hint of bitterness, and she slowly closed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes flashed brightly.

At this time, Zhan Feihong was drinking the decoction in the big ding, and the surging wood aura of the upper and lower layers of his body had made him unable to hear the sound of the outside world at all.

Not enough, still not enough!

After experiencing the process of breakthrough in the Spiritualization Period, the young man knew very well how much aura it needed to promote Spiritualization to shake the heavens and the earth, but although the aura in his body had been skyrocketing, it was not a little bit worse than the light that illuminated the entire wild forest that night.

In the end, a whole ding of potions was drunk by him, and seven or eight looming spiritual veins outside his body had risen between Zhan Feihong's arms, and if according to ordinary spiritual cultivation, his situation was enough to break through the realm and rise.

It's a pity that he has always been extraordinary.

"Creation, call!!" The young man's hands were too forceful, and he pinched out deep handprints on both sides of the copper tripod, and he desperately urged the Lianmai seal, but there was still no trace of creation.

Zhan Feihong then remembered that last night, he released the creation, and later after the incident in Linjiazhuang, he forgot about this stubble.

"Where are you, come back to me!!"

But at this critical moment, the chain was dropped, and the young man was so angry that he itched at all, but there was no other way.

Unexpectedly, his shout actually played a role, only to hear a "snap" sound in the courtyard, and after a while, the creation of the top of the door opened, and appeared at the door of the house.

This situation not only surprised Zhan Feihong, but even the middle-aged Lang Zhong who was sitting on the kang couldn't help but half-open his mouth, looking at the creation of a six-star fierce beast with strange eyes.

"Bessie Scythe Spider? 。。。。。。 He exhaled secretly, and then his eyes rolled as if trying to think of something.

Su Chuanfang on the side was much calmer than the middle-aged Langzhong, after all, it was not the first time she had seen Creation, and she knew that Zhan Feihong had five spiritual veins, and whenever the teenager broke through, the scene was often beyond ordinary people, so she was used to it.

Zhan Feihong saw the figure of creation, and without saying a word, he put the copper tripod in his hand on the ground, and the force of this fall actually broke the three tripod feet into the masonry.

The explosion of wood aura in his body had already made his hands and feet unable to control the force, and with every step the young man took, a deep footprint appeared on the ground.

He walked quickly to the side of Creation, and with just a touch of his hands, a man and a beast inexplicably entered a state of double modulation. The spiritual energy that was constantly expanding in his body seemed to have found a breakthrough, and through the bridge suddenly built by the two parties, it went the opposite way, and poured into the spiritual cave of creation with a breath.

This frightened Zhan Feihong, he had never heard of a cultivator who could reverse the aura, even if the fierce beast wanted to absorb the aura in the cultivator's body, it could only rely on the devourer, the only way, and in the process of devouring, nearly half of the aura would be wasted in vain.

As for the state of youth and creation, it is really unheard of and unseen.

The young man wanted to interrupt the state of the two transitions in a hurry, but after his mind was urged, Fang found that the jumping beam was like a dam that had been washed out, and it could no longer prevent the leakage of spiritual energy.

If he insisted on ending the connection between the two, this rather surging wood aura would continue to erupt into the heavens and the earth along the palm of his hand until the lamp ran out.

In this way, it is better to make it cheaper!

With such a thought flashing in his mind, Zhan Feihong completely gave up resistance, anyway, the wool is out of the sheep, and then slowly cultivate back。。。。。。

Just when he was helpless, a strange green glow suddenly fluttered from the forehead of Creation and illuminated his face, and the young man only felt that the aura that was constantly pouring out seemed to be tied to the transmission port by a rubber band, and he would never leak out of the aura again.

At the same time, the six stars above the head of Creation gave rise to a ripple of green silk threads, which became entangled and rolled up layer by layer, and transformed into a new star.

"Hiss-" The joy of promotion made Zaohua can't help but grind his teeth, but just when he was about to "make out" with Zhan Feihong, a new situation happened.

The aura that suddenly stopped flowing, the moment it advanced to a seven-star fierce beast, it "sprayed" back towards the young man's spiritual acupoint.

The reason why it is described as "spray" is because the crazy amount of spiritual energy almost broke Zhan Feihong's Muxing spiritual vein.

"Woo!!" Zhan Feihong didn't even have time to shout, he was tortured by this extremely domineering wood aura and bent down, trembling all over.

An unbearable pain passed, and the spiritual veins outside the body on the young man's arm finally exceeded ten.

The gold system breaks through the realm, relying on the signature combat skills of the Zhanjia, the most quintessential broken vine thirteen dozen in Qianjun Fist. So seeing that the wood system is about to come to fruition, what should he use to burst back into condensation?

Without waiting for Zhan Feihong to think about it, his palm had already shot out two emerald green spirit wires that were half the thickness of his wrist!

After that, his shoulders lit up with a dazzling green light, and the other two spirit filaments were transformed in an instant, and they flashed outward at the same time!