Thinking of this question, Zheng Qiu felt a headache, divine power was a completely new power, and the Cloud Sleeve Continent had never had experience in using this kind of power.

Even in the inheritance he accepted, there was no information about it, and everything had to be explored by himself.

Zheng Qiu looked up at the top of the mountain, where the colorful light was shining brightly, and the battle was very fierce.

I can't continue to grind on the issue of divine power, and the most important thing is to go to the top of the mountain and grab the divine soldier.

He untied a pouch from his waist, grabbed a dozen or so black oblate seeds from it, and injected energy into them to make them germinate and mature.

The seeds are flat and quickly crack and grow shoots and shoots, which grow and grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The branches and leaves that grow are distinctive, not the green of ordinary plants, but grayish-black with a slight sheen, which looks like ornaments made of molten iron.

This plant also has a strange name, called Weaving Iron, if you just hear the name and think it is some kind of ore.

Weaving iron is very rare in the Cloud Sleeve Continent, and it can't be found in the barren mountains and mountains at all, and only some treasures with rich spiritual energy of some major sects can barely cultivate this thing.

The weaving iron seed in Zheng Qiu's hand was scavenged by him from the Void Jiao family in the Boundless Heavenly River.

Those Jiao actually used this kind of good thing as a weed to grind their claws, and cultivated it with the carcass of sea beasts as fertilizer.

The reason why ironcloth is so valuable is that it has a very unique effect.

Woven iron is very hard, and although there is no iron in the plant, it has the same texture as real iron.

The plant contains special medicinal ingredients that cannot be absorbed by the human body, but when consumed, it will seep out of the pores and float on the surface of the body, forming a layer of carapace similar to iron.

This carapace is very lightweight, and most importantly, it has a strong blocking effect on qi.

For cultivators below the God Realm who could not use the power of heaven and earth, this carapace was equivalent to an indestructible copper wall, and no matter how much energy was released, it would not be a matter of releasing it.

Moreover, the more you take it, the stronger the blocking effect will be, and it will eventually reach the point where even a cultivator at the peak of the Qi Yao Realm is helpless.

Zheng Qiu knew that once he reached the top of the mountain, he would fall into a sea of various attacks, and in the vast sea of attacks, he didn't have the skills to avoid all the moves.

And in this enchantment shrouded in white mist, everyone was unable to release a large number of divine realm attack moves carrying the power of heaven and earth due to environmental influences.

Therefore, more than eighty percent of the attacks that fly everywhere use strength as a means of attack.

Zheng Qiu used his folded fingers to crush the branches and leaves of the weaving iron, stuffed the scraps into his mouth haphazardly, and tried to swallow them with saliva.

As long as he takes this medicine, he can ignore most attacks, and he can focus more energy on a few God Realm masters, so that he can find opportunities to snatch the divine weapons.

After taking the weaving iron, Zheng Qiu felt a gurgling tumbling in his abdomen, as if he was about to have diarrhea.

Then the whole body itches violently, and drops of gray-black paste seep out of every pore, quickly clumping and hardening on the surface of the skin.

From a distance, Zheng Qiu looked like he was wearing a set of gray-black cast iron armor, and this armor was still tailor-made, and every part of it fit the skin and hair.

But the armor makes people feel very uncomfortable, like a layer of dry mud, which affects physical activity somewhat, which is also the biggest disadvantage of weaving iron.

However, Zheng Qiu did not intend to stop there, and turned out more than a dozen seeds of weaving iron.

While using his strength to ripen and crush and eat, he jumped continuously on the slope of the mud and rushed to the top of the mountain.

As soon as she reached the edge of the mountaintop, a female cultivator in front of her was swept away by the shock wave of the powerful explosion, and she turned her head and crashed into Zheng Qiu.

Zheng Qiugang was about to reach out to catch her, but when he raised his hand, he found that the gap in the gray-black iron carapace of the woven clothes on his body still revealed a faint pale green light.

She didn't put away her vitality divine power, if her palm touched that female cultivator, she would definitely be invaded by divine power, and eventually burst into a puddle of red and white things.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qiu hurriedly retracted his hand, took out a vine grass seed from the brocade bag and threw it on the ground.

Use your strength to instantly cultivate a large number of rattans, ready to rely on rattans to catch the fallen woman.

Who knew that the woman saw a rattan rolled up below in the air, and thought that someone was going to sneak attack, so she struggled to burst out the strength in her body, and her backhand was covered by a light blue butterfly phantom.

This trick Zheng Qiu has seen, it is the Frost Lock Butterfly of the Frost Falling Pavilion, and the power is not small.

"I really don't know the hearts of good people, and I actually bite back, then you can fall to the ground!"

Zheng Qiu scolded and retracted the rattan, kicked up a branch to grow it into a wooden stick, and then swung it into the air to make a move.

The huge block of wood collided with the frostlock butterfly, and thousands of ice picks hidden in the butterfly's shadow pierced the wood at the same time, making the sound of a torrential rain hitting the eaves of the tiled roof.

The wooden block was shattered in an instant, turning into hundreds of small bumps that flew in all directions, and the wave of qi generated by the impact hit the Falling Frost Pavilion cultivator again, sending her further into the distance.

Watching the woman dance in the air and fall halfway up the mountain, Zheng Qiu shrugged his shoulders and muttered: "You can only blame yourself, I have already been kind." ”

On the top of the mountain, several Divine Realm Supremes fought together.

After several battles, Ma Qing, the Supreme Hope of the Guangxin Sect, suddenly made a move to suppress it.

The spiritual power condensed into an invisible hall, falling out of thin air above everyone's heads, and Lin Minghao and Jian Hua withdrew to avoid it.

And Yu Linli shot a move of frost gushing upward, carving a big hole in the invisible spiritual power for himself to jump out.

But Ma Qing's suppression was not to deal with people, but to deal with divine soldiers.

The jade box, which emitted a soft silver-gray light, was instantly smashed into the silt by this force, and then the impact of the heavy pressure covered the silt on it, completely obscuring the light.

Ma Qing took a deep breath and prepared to use another mental attack to pull the jade box from under the dirt.

As long as this trick can be successful, the divine weapon will be in hand.

Others will not know what the Divine Soldier is moving underground, but will think that the Divine Soldier is still in place, and will continue to fight around the location where the silt was just buried.

But before he could concentrate on preparing his moves, a short figure rushed to the place where the jade box landed, and used a spell to dig up an entire table-sized piece of dirt from the ground, and lifted it out.

This person has a large number of animal skin decorations on his robe, and he is a cultivator of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Right now, everyone is struggling to compete for divine weapons, even if you are one of the ten major sects, the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts, it is impossible for you to leave easily.

Hundreds of rays of light rose from all directions, as if they were invisibly attracted, and they fell one after another towards the cultivators of the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Among them, there are many God Realm masters who have spared the power of heaven and earth, and the magic moves of the God Realm are far more powerful than Qi strength attacks.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the dwarf Ten Thousand Beasts Hall cultivator immediately took his thumb and index finger into his mouth.

(Thanks to njf78 for the commuter pass o(* ̄) ̄*)o)