Duanmu Dusk was inexplicably a little nervous, but also a little expectant.

What will be the Wood Tribulation?

I don't know, he has never heard of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the Three Tribulations of Earth, Fire and Water just now opened his eyes. Nervous, anticipating, full of unknown feelings, so strange and yet so exciting.

Suddenly, he thought of the Emerald City. There, he has power, a noble status, a cloud of servants in and out, and endless wealth, but under the unchanging life of ****, hypocritical smile and etiquette, no one can avoid the intrigues. Affection is as cheap as earth, and morality is the glittering gold leaf attached to the rotten and dry bones.

That gorgeous cage is the Colosseum of jackals and hyenas.

In the Emerald City, everything can be traded, and emotions and hatred can be put on the scales with the weight of interests. But Duanmu Dusk doesn't know how to convert his hatred and his own emotions.

He prefers the present, where even the air smells of pleasure and revenge.

The strong Mu Yuan force fluctuated, pulling him back to reality.

Grass breaks through the soil and grows wildly at an alarming rate. They broke free from the soil, like green arrows, heading towards the cauldron ****.

Everyone's reaction was extremely fast, and they shot one after another to stop the **** grass.

When the grass is hit, it emits a creepy squeak and turns into a cloud of green mist. For the first time, everyone encountered the screaming grass, and the hairs stood on end.

The last of the grass was struck and the screams disappeared.

The green mist swirled around the dojo, but it did not dissipate, and they swirled around the cauldron. The green mist swirled faster and faster, and the mournful whistling sound was like some wild beast wailing, harsh and unpleasant.

What the heck?

Everyone was skeptical.

What's even more bizarre is that they can't dispel the green mist despite all their means. The wind could only stir the green mist that enveloped the dojo, but it couldn't blow them away. Tian Huzhu originally thought that his flames would be able to restrain these green mist, but he didn't expect that it would be ineffective!

The faint green mist became thicker and thicker, wriggling like a monster, constantly rotating around the eight-treasure porridge.

Duanmu's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

His eyes couldn't help but look at Loulan, what kind of porridge was Loulan boiling?

Not only him, but the other Mu Xiu in the dojo also had a shocked face.

When he saw Ai Hui and Shi Xueman's puzzled gazes, he spoke: "These Mu Yuan forces have changed, to be precise, some kind of vitality contained in them has been activated. Therefore, the general method of dealing with Mu Yuanli is useless. ”

Shi Xueman was thoughtful, she had a family history and a solid learning.

Ai Hui was confused, except for Jin Yuanli, the only thing he was familiar with was Tu Yuanli, and this was because of Loulan.

Duanmu Dusk also understood that for other Yuan Xiu, the "vitality" in the field of wood cultivation was very difficult to understand. Mu Yuan Li contains vitality, which is the most different place between Mu Yuan Li and other four elements Yuan Li, and it is also the most profound part of Mu Yuan Li.

After thinking about it, Duanmu Dusk explained: "Some of their vitality is stimulated by the Yuan Force breath in the Eight Treasure Porridge, and if they can devour this porridge, this vitality will undergo a metamorphosis. Mu Yuanli will be reorganized and form a new life. To put it in layman's terms, it is likely to form an existence like an ancient flower demon. ”

The green mist stirred and let out a scalp-tingling howl, as if it also knew that the eight-treasure porridge was not yet ripe, but only swirling around the cauldron.

Ai Hui thought of the records in the ancient texts: "Open the spiritual wisdom?"

"Somewhat similar, but not quite. Duanmu Dusk continued: "These Mu Yuan forces can only exist for a short time, and if they can't succeed in taking the porridge, they will dissipate. What kind of thing it will form in the end, then I don't know, Mu Yuanli will reorganize its body. ”

When everyone heard Duanmu's words, they all showed horror.

But in the midst of the horror, there are expectations, and the Five Elements and Eight Treasures Porridge far exceeded their expectations.

The bronze ghost and Yu Jin glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes, the two of them have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they don't know how much they have experienced all kinds of strange things, but they have never seen such a scene in front of them.

Ai Hui asked, "Is there a way to solve it?"

Duanmu Dusk nodded: "Yes, but it will have to wait for a while." It only has chaotic instincts now, and the more the Eight Treasure Porridge is to maturity, the more intense its fluctuations are, and that is our chance. ”

He stopped talking, but began to prepare, only to see him keep spilling something in some places.

The stirring green mist turned a blind eye to what was falling from Duanmu's dusk.

The bronze ghost squatted down and leaned over curiously, it was a bamboo root. But he was soon stunned, these bamboo roots were all dead, and there was no life in them.

What is the use of dead bamboo roots?

Everyone's face was full of curiosity.

Duanmu then dripped a drop of rootless water on each dead bamboo root at dusk, and the whole process looked confusing and unclear.

Goo-woo, the viscous eight-treasure porridge, the red color gradually faded, every bubble shattered, and the fluctuation of the released yuan force was several times stronger than just now.

The storm of green mist began to grow more violent, and the howl was so loud that it pierced the eardrums.

At this moment, Duanmu Dusk moved, and a long blue light lit up under his feet, followed by blue and white entwined branches, like a cyan swimming dragon, drilling out of the blue light under his feet.

Each blue and white is wrapped around the branches, wrapped around a dry bamboo root.

Well?

The pupils of the copper ghost contracted, and the position of each bamboo root was very particular. If you look down from the sky, you will find that each blue and white entwined branch is like a petal, a cyan flower is in full bloom, and Duanmu stands in the center at dusk.

Duanmu's pupils turned into two small cyan flowers, slowly turning, and an indescribable coldness spread from his body to all around.

【Blue and White Hitomi】!

The palm hanging at his side suddenly rose, and the twigs on the ground rose up with the bamboo roots, floating in the air.

Whew, the flowers blooming at Duanmu's feet at dusk turned.

Hiss!

The dry bamboo frantically absorbed the green mist, and the green mist seemed to sense the danger, and its howl became more terrible, but it still could not stop the bamboo roots from devouring the green mist.

The dried bamboo knots become plump and plump at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The green mist quickly faded, and the howl faded.

[Blue and White Order]!

The rich vitality seems to overflow from the bamboo roots. Suddenly, a touch of green buds bloomed from the bamboo roots, and the verdant bamboo shoots rose taller, took off their bamboo shoots, and grew bamboo leaves.

In the blink of an eye, the dojo turned into a verdant bamboo sea.

The bamboo shadow is swaying, the wind is rustling, and it is beautiful.

Everyone was stunned, they wondered if they were experiencing a fantasy again? All kinds of changes, so incredible, so incomprehensible!

In the rustling wind, the bamboo sea is like a raised sand curtain, dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Is it really a fantasy?

Huh, not a fantasy!

Everyone's eyes were staring at a small piece of bamboo branch flying in the air, and a few verdant bamboo leaves hanging from the bamboo branch. The huge sea of bamboo disappeared, leaving only this small bamboo branch, which fell into Duanmudu's palm.

A hint of joy flashed in Duanmu's eyes at dusk, and as soon as his palm was flipped, the bamboo branch disappeared.

Duanmu's [blue and white] is really weird.

The bronze ghost was amazed, and his heart was very vigilant, Duanmu Dusk didn't look like he had been kidnapped at all. Duanmu's strength is far more unfathomable than the rumors. Think about the rumors that Duanmu Dusk was defeated by She Yu some time ago, is She Yu so powerful? Or is Duanmu Dusk hiding his strength?

At this time, he only had a bitter smile in his heart, and everyone underestimated the Matsuma faction.

There was only one last calamity left, and almost when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and the idea came to their minds, the golden calamity struck.

It came without warning.

The ground around the cauldron suddenly appeared one after another, and these cracks were like wounds caused by a sharp blade, crisscrossed and densely packed, forming a circle, enclosing the cauldron in the middle.

Rumble!

A surging golden wind gushed out from these cracks.

Loulan reacted very quickly, and at the moment when the golden wind gushed, she withdrew from the golden wind circle.

The rich Jin Yuan Force dyed the golden wind into silver white, and a thick and cold golden wind curtain covered the eight-treasure porridge.

It was the first time Ai Hui had seen such a terrifying golden wind, where was this wind? It was simply a wind curtain composed of countless swords!

However, he didn't panic, after all, the golden wind was something he was quite familiar with, and he had used the golden wind to cultivate before, but it was far less fierce than the golden wind in front of him.

He carried the dragon spine sword and walked around the circular golden wind curtain.

His gaze lit up as he fell on the criss-crossed cracks in the ground.

In the eyes of others, it seems to be a chaotic crack, but in Ai Hui's eyes, it seems to come to life, these staggered and vertical cracks, aren't they like sword marks?

He subconsciously followed the staggered traces.

Well?

The tip of the sword was obviously empty, but it was like being in water, and there was a feeling of stagnation, which made his heart move.

Ai Hui, who has dismantled countless sword codexes, is amazingly efficient, and the chaotic cracks are familiar with it. But he knew that now was not the time to ponder sword moves, and how to crack the Golden Wind Curtain was the top priority.

Hey?

Ai Hui, who had written down the location of all the cracks, suddenly found that this chaotic circle looked very similar...... Ai Hui's own sword array.

Don't......

Ai Hui was in good spirits, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was possible.

If it's a sword formation, then this sword formation ......

Ai Hui kept holding the dragon spine sword and dancing, everyone knew that he must have seen something, and he didn't dare to breathe, lest he break his train of thought.

"Ai Hui, I'm running out of time!"

Loulan's anxious voice interrupted Ai Hui's thoughts.

No time!

Ai Hui gritted his teeth, his body was like smoke, his sword was like electricity, and the ten bright sword rays were like ten stars, hitting the golden wind curtain.

Ping!

The golden wind curtain is like glass, shattering with a bang.

Ai Hui was stunned, succeeded?

A figure rushed past him, and it was Loulan.

The clear and viscous porridge was crystal clear, and the yuan power gushed out from the cauldron, as if the colored mist was flowing slowly. When the mist flows about half a foot from the cauldron, it blooms into colorful flowers. Each flower is about the size of a finger, and it dissipates in the air in a blink of an eye.

Every flower bursts, and there is an indescribable fragrance spreading. Compared with the previous fragrance, the fragrance is much weaker.

But this fragrance goes straight to the heart and spleen, and the whole person seems to have been washed, and the heart is clear.

Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, twitch their noses, and stretch their necks.

Tian Huzhu's eyes were as bright as torches at night.

"Everyone, get ready!

Loulan's cheerful voice sounded, and there was a burst of cheers.

"Evening classmate, Ice Bowl!"

"It's coming!" Duanmu Dusk perked up.

Blue and White・Ice Crack!

Countless pieces of ice cracked, and before they hit the ground, the vines were like sharp knives, cutting quickly, and the ice chips flew sideways, quickly carving into ice bowls. The moment the ice bowl was carved into shape, the vines suddenly became like soft springs, and with a flick, the ice bowl flew towards Loulan.

The big spoon in Loulan's hand was as fast as lightning, and a dragonfly clicked a little on the ice bowl, and the bowl of porridge was just full.

The ice bowl full of porridge flew in front of everyone.

Without saying a word, everyone carefully held the ice bowl and ate it in small bites.

The eight-treasure porridge turns into a stream of heat at the entrance and burrows into the body. They only felt a shock in their bodies, and the five mansions and eight palaces in their bodies suddenly functioned spontaneously. The Yuan Force in the body is stirring endlessly, like boiling water.

Anyone with a bit of experience knows that what the body needs at the moment is to run on Sunday.

Hurriedly put the ice bowl into his mouth, clicked and rubbed, regardless of the wonderful taste, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground. They didn't expect that the strength of the Five Elements and Eight Treasures Porridge would be so domineering.

Ai Hui didn't expect it either.

When the ice bowl was crushed and swallowed by him, his whole body felt like it was about to burn, and his whole body was red, like a boiled shrimp. Instead of sitting down, he took out the Dragon Spine Sword and began his unique sword-wielding Zhou Tian operation.

Although the sword fetus has disappeared for a long time, he has retained this peculiar way of operating on the week.

Ai Hui's eyebrows, the Heavenly Heart Fire Lotus Lamp in the Heavenly Palace, the light skyrocketed. (To be continued.) )