This is?

Xiaocao's body shook slightly, and the person had already come behind the thousand-year-old dryad, and there was no shadow of bark on a one-meter-square position on the huge body.

This power ......

Xiaocao sighed with emotion, but the smile on the corner of her mouth did not decrease but increased.

From the moment he saw the green light shooting out from behind the Millennium Dryad, Xiaocao had already suspected that it was the result of Wednesday, but when he really saw this patch of mottling, the shock was far from comparable to before.

Wednesday, who had finally landed safely, barely stood up straight, the red color in his eyes had faded, and the white breath exhaled from his mouth blurred his vision.

Damn, this punch, it's so cool.

Damn, my body is so weak and tired.

Lao Tzu really wants to sleep.

So, Wednesday really fell asleep, and his body fell on the soft grass with a bang, and he fell comfortably into a big word.

Seeing Wednesday falling, Xiaocao's figure flickered lightly again to appear beside Wednesday, his eyes swept over Wednesday's body, and Xiaocao's hanging heart finally let go.

This guy's last punch looked really terrifying, what kind of power was this, it could actually squeeze a living person into a state of detachment and fainting in an instant? Also, how could this guy be able to repel the thousand-year-old dryad with brute force alone? Wouldn't he use spiritual power? Xiaocao had a lot of questions, but looking at the man who was sleeping comfortably in front of him, he could only wait for him to wake up.

Under the command of Xiaocao, the roots of the thousand-year-old dryad tree formed a stretcher, supporting Wednesday back to the thatched house, and then pointed out, the green and dense tree grew in an instant, blocking most of the sunlight, and only some mottled light swayed on Wednesday's face under the big tree.

"How are you feeling?" asked Grass softly.

"He's very weird, his strength is surprisingly great, and his spiritual power has also been mobilized, but when he fought with me, he didn't release any spiritual power skills, just pure power. The Millennium Tree Demon humanized "sitting" next to him and said sullenly.

"It seems that he is not simple. Xiaocao seemed to be talking to the thousand-year-old dryad, and it seemed to be talking to herself.

"Well, he was able to repel me with Yae's strength, such a monk is rare here. The Millennium Dryad replied.

"Hmm. "Xiaocao naturally knows that the Millennium Tree Demon is his guardian, or a friend, and his strength is very clear, because it is here, so they have been suppressing their strength, just keeping themselves in the state of the ninefold peak of the mortal realm, but although the strength is suppressed, the hardware of the body itself is the realm of the real spiritual realm, and the pig-like man sleeping in front of him actually caused damage to the body of the spiritual realm state with only the strength of the eightfold, such a result will make people feel terrible when they think about it.

"It looks like we'll have to wait for him to wake up. Xiaocao stretched lazily, and then leaned against the big tree behind him and closed his eyes.

I slept so well this night, I woke up on Wednesday with my eyes closed and twisted my body, and my whole body's joints crackled.

After a moment of refreshment, Wednesday opened his eyes unsatisfied.

In front of me was a verdant greenery, with branches shaking.

Depend on!

Wednesday was completely awake in the next moment, and his body rolled out directly to the distance, and then bounced up like a spring, and his hands were guarded on his chest, which was a bit like a woman who was "picked up" after being drunk.

Depend on!

After seeing the people and "things" in front of him clearly, Wednesday once again directly fouled up.

"What do you want to do so close to me?" asked Wednesday as he glared at the same embarrassed millennium dryad, and of course he didn't let go of the grass that was smiling on the side.

Damn, the expressions of these two goods, did Lao Tzu be subjected to some inhumane experiment by them?

Wednesday's consciousness instantly swept through his body.

What should be there is there, and what shouldn't be there is not, full of strength, clear consciousness, and more abundant aura.

"I just want to see why you're not awake yet, you should be awake. The thousand-year-old dryad's sullen voice sounded, and the branches above his head also scratched a few times on the top of his head, but this kind of thing that is more than three meters tall and exists like a house is so embarrassing that it really makes Wednesday dare not compliment.

"Congratulations, it's not easy to repel Mumu. Xiaocao said with a smile.

"Mumu?" Wednesday was able to put a fist in his mouth.

"Hmm. Xiaocao said with a smile.

Depend on!

Wednesday looked up at the huge wooden wood in front of him, and felt something running in his heart.

Then it was natural to enter the stage of "mutual acquaintance".

"Hello Mumu. Wednesday was accustomed to reaching out his hand, but found that he didn't seem to have a place to hold it, so he could only awkwardly slap a few times on the emerald torso of the thousand-year-old dryad.

"Hello. ”

Boom!

Wednesday's body was knocked out and fell on the grass a few meters away with a thud. The millennium dryad behind him stepped back.

"Your uncle, are you taking revenge on Lao Tzu, is it useful to say hello?" Wednesday shook off the grass clippings on his head, walked back, and pointed to the "nose" of the thousand-year-old dryad and roared.

"Don't you know how to use spiritual power?" Xiaocao directly interrupted the two of them, and asked as she looked straight at Wednesday with her eyes.

"Of course, if you can't say it, you can not say it. Xiaocao added.

"Yes. Said Wednesday.

"Then why didn't you use spiritual power? Xiaocao's brows furrowed slightly.

"My spiritual power seems to be a little different. ”

"Different?"

"Well, my aura can only strengthen my body and strength. "Wednesday didn't hide it, and said frankly.

"Strengthen your body and strength, what kind of exercise are you, don't you think it's a waste yourself?" Xiaocao looked at Wednesday like an idiot.

"Waste?"

"Of course, using spiritual power to strengthen the body and strength will consume more spiritual power, and there will be no obvious effect in the short term, and such exercises are extremely difficult to find, they all belong to legendary existences, even I have not seen them a few times. Xiaocao was frightened by Wednesday's answer, what kind of pervert did she choose, just now the eightfold mortal realm, and he actually chose such a perverted cultivation method.

"By the way, what are your exercises?"

"Force, the exercise of controlling power. ”

"Shit luck. There was a muffled voice from the thousand-year-old dryad next to him.

"Yes, indeed!" Xiaocao also affirmed.

"What was your last punch?" Xiaocao asked.

"Fist the world. ”

"What do you mean?"

"It gives me more control over my power. ”

"And then?"

"Then, then, by the way, when did you advance?" Wednesday just checked his fist world with his spiritual sense, but found that his fist set the world seemed to have upgraded.

"Advanced?"

"Well, it seems, it seems, it seems to be big...... "Wednesday wasn't so sure.

"You'd better make it clear all at once. The sound of grass grinding her teeth was clearly audible.

"Fist determination in the world can allow me to exert ten percent of my strength, before it was eighty percent, and a fight became ten percent. Wednesday said happily.

"This exercise is so perverted, no, you go and fight with Mu Mu again. Xiaocao's finger tapped out again, and Wednesday and Mu Mu faced it again and appeared in the distance.

Damn! Fight again! That's Wednesday's thought at the moment.