Chapter 44: The Wind Blows Pollen

But there was no movement around.

Mo Wen began to bow his head and play with the ring in his hand, which was the one on his hand.

In addition to the beautiful carvings, this ring does not seem to be anything unusual.

Why did you open your life to protect this ring?

Does it have a special meaning?

Still is?

Or is this just a storage ring at all?

He remembered the storage bags of the few people who had been empty before.

That's when he had the idea of space storage!

Now that the ring is in hand, the idea is even stronger!

Don't ask for a thought.

He decided to give it a try and confess the Lord by dripping blood!

Although it is very unrealistic, but the world is so big, there are no surprises, who can say for sure?

Do what you think!

Mo Wen bit his left index finger, and a drop of blood dripped onto the ring.

The blood sank into the ring, and a little brilliance bloomed.

It's amazing!

Mo Wen can clearly feel the connection between himself and the ring.

He threw his consciousness into the ring, and saw that it contained a zhang of space, and many items were displayed, and the end was amazing.

Really!

His guess was correct!

Thoughts swept over the ring space.

There are many spiritual fruits, exuding a strong aura of heaven and earth. There are also some books that record exercises and martial arts.

A book with purple gold trim caught Mo Wen's attention.

When I got it in my hand, it was a row of small seals.

Mo Wen was a little incomprehensible, but it didn't matter.

He took out his mobile phone to access the Dragon Group database and took photos and translated.

This book is extraordinary!

Its name: Polar Yang Earthquake.

Seize the breath of the sun, sweep away the enemy of the eight wildernesses!

Turning the first page, a line of large characters came into view.

The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the edge and domineering are fully displayed.

Continue to page two.

The sun, the beginning of heaven and earth, first chaos and then heaven, heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, yin and yang, yin and yang, five elements......

Mo Wen's heart was pounding, he seemed to have gotten an extremely good book!

The breath of the sun?

Everything in heaven and earth has two sides, yin and yang.

There is this sun breath in the aura of heaven and earth!

It's just that the solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary yang does not grow.

Mo Wen followed the exercises, and soon he sensed the energy of the sun in the aura of heaven and earth. But it is very weak, and only one or two grams can be absorbed in a liter of aura.

The energy of the sun and the aura of thunder and fire are compatible under the operation of the heart sword, and there is no repulsion.

Thunder and fire are already the things of heaven and earth and the sun, but now they have the beginning of qi, the light is more prosperous, and the power is more intense.

If someone sees Mo Wen, they will find that the brilliance on his body is circulating, and white gas appears between breaths and breaths.

After a long time, he opened his eyes suddenly, and between the flow of divine light, two white lines erupted from his mouth and nose, piercing the ancient tree in front of him.

Polar Yang Earthquake is the first heavy, into!

It's so fast!

Mo Wen didn't expect that he would cultivate so quickly.

Maybe it's talent, or maybe it's the thunder and fire spiritual power in the body and the same origin as the sun's qi.

But the truth is that it only took him two or three hours to reach the first level of small success, even though this exercise is a full ninefold.

Coincidentally, the moment he opened his eyes, there was movement in the valley!

"The wind is up!" someone shouted.

The scene instantly became a sensation, and some people even began to fight!

They all have the same purpose, to stand as high as possible!

Because you can enjoy a better opportunity by standing on a high place!

The wind was a violent wind, blowing dust and making the trees rattle, and there were dots of light slowly drifting in the wind towards the valley.

"Here comes the pollen!"

When people saw the melodious stars in the wind, they became more and more excited, and the fight became more and more intense.

Only a few kings occupy the hill, and no one dares to shake it, not even the same door at their feet.

A little pollen floated over Mo Wen's head, and he shook it lightly.

What a pure aura!

What a magical power!

This pollen has the power to refine spiritual power and strengthen the body!

Mo Wen instantly judged the effect of pollen, his heart was hot, his eyes were red, he also wanted to occupy the high ground and enjoy the pollen!

He put the Polar Yang Earthquake into the ring, and walked towards the hill with the nameless sword in one hand.

They are also kings, why can they occupy the hill?

Don't ask anyone who has this idea.

Several young kings came out of the crowd, their clothes bloodless.

They picked a few hills and fought all the way up to the feet of the king, when they were stopped by his fellow clansmen.

Mo Wen's sword intent erupted, and the thunder fire aura flickered on the surface of his body, and he went straight forward, and the mighty sword qi forced the enemy back.

He randomly chose a hill to go up, and near the top of the mountain, several white-robed people sitting at the feet of the king opened their eyes and drank coldly at the same time: "This is occupied by the Yuehua Sect, stop coming!"

"Then I declare now that this place is mine!" a hint of disdain flashed at the corner of Mo Wen's mouth.

What you say is yours is yours?

It's just that the strong are respected!

"Needless to say, join forces to kill it!" said a white-robed man.

Are they killing fewer people these days?

If everyone is talking such nonsense, and they don't know how much pollen they will lose, they can solve it quickly!

The white light in the hands of several people flowed, and the long swords of all colors, and the sword qi shot towards Mo Wen.

Mo Wen stretched out his left hand, and his spiritual power condensed into a barrier, blocking all the sword qi.

"This ......" The pupils of several white-robed people shrank.

Such a strong spiritual power is comparable to that of a king!

Even if this person in front of him didn't go out of his own way, he could easily sweep the ordinary same level.

Mo Wen also plans to make a quick decision, because time is too precious at this time!

The place was higher, and a lot of pollen fell on him, and it was frantically absorbed by the Heart Sword, and he could feel the benefits of it, and he longed for the top of the mountain even more.

Don't ask about this, the brilliance of the body surface flows, the spiritual power is infused with a sword, and the sword slashes the galaxy!

Behind a few people is their own king, and there is no way to retreat at all, so they can only be hard-connected.

But how could they catch Mo Wen and try his best to strike?

Mo Wen was from top to bottom, the sword momentum was brilliant, they were stunned, confusion flashed in their eyes, their spiritual power was stagnant, and they were all blown away by Mo Wen, and some people even fell down the mountain.

At this point, the king on the top of the mountain finally opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes are ancient, but the expression is a little lazy.

He squinted at Mo and asked: "Report the name, this young person will not be killed!"

In the past, he didn't dare to be so frivolous and contempt a king.

But that's not the case anymore!

He sat here for a whole day, experienced nearly ten pollen baptisms, and his spiritual power and physical body far exceeded that of the past.

He has the confidence to kill Mo Wen!

Mo Wen retorted: "Kill me, the grave grass of the person who said this last time is already three feet high!"

"Then you will be disappointed today, because my Murong Qianfan is invincible!" Murong Qianfan finished speaking, his fists clenched tightly, and his whole person turned into a violent wind, wanting to rush away without asking.

Mo Wen stuck his sword on the ground with his backhand and met it with both fists.

Hand-to-hand combat, he didn't ask who he hadn't been afraid of!

Mo Wen's whole body was shrouded in the power of thunder and fire, and sword qi came out of his body between the killings.

His whole person is a sword, even without a sword, he is still unstoppable.

Under the strengthening of the sun's qi, the thunder fire spiritual power easily burned Murong Qianfan's spiritual energy.

Murong Qianfan could only forcibly contend with his strong physical body with his profound spiritual power.