Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Thunder Fruit is Ripe, and the Peng Bird Grabs It

The battle between Sun Cheng and Li Jinyue ended extremely quickly, and it was less than a minute.

At this time, on top of the thousand-year-old thunder wood, nearly a hundred warriors had only climbed to the waist of the tree, which was still far from the canopy. They all heard Li Jinyue's last scream when he stayed in this world, and their hearts were all in a daze, and they all raised Sun Cheng's threat index to the highest level.

In the end, the dark guard who climbed the tree and the long-faced iron guard commander both changed their faces greatly, and they did not dare to delay anything, and they both changed their directions with great tacit understanding, and they no longer dared to climb up, but jumped towards the branches on both sides.

They all knew very well that with Sun Cheng's speed, they were afraid that they would soon be able to catch up with them, and when the time came, they would be killed directly.

In such a short period of time, the eldest young master whose strength far surpassed them all died in the hands of Sun Cheng, let alone them?

Sun Cheng put away the demon slayer knife, put it on his back again, and then put away his trophy, the Dark Netherworld Sword of the Beginner Sixth Rank, and put it on his waist, and then raised his eyes to look at the trunk of the thousand-year-old thunder wood.

The thousand-year-old thunderwood, which is 500 meters high and occupies tens of thousands of square meters in a circle, is like a small world, and hundreds of warriors are on it, just like tiny ants, in such a dim light, if you don't look carefully, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it.

Just when he saw the figures of the Dark Guard and the long-faced Iron Guard Commander fleeing in fright, he also sneered, and let them go. In his opinion now, these two people are already small characters, if they can be killed casually, he will not be too troublesome, but if he wants to chase and kill, forget it.

It's still important to compete for the thousand-year-old thunder fruit.

Thinking like this, his body jumped, chasing the clouds, and the whole person jumped up a full twenty meters high like a cannonball, and after a breath, his body landed steadily on the trunk of the thousand-year-old thunderwood......

After borrowing power a few times, Sun Cheng's figure appeared on the lowest branch, a hundred meters above the ground.

After a few seconds of delay, he breathed Zhenyuan and flew up again.

In this way, it only took a minute or so, and Sun Cheng's figure had already surpassed all the martial artists, but fell on the canopy for the first time.

The dense branches and foliage of the thousand-year-old thunderwood almost turned the entire canopy into a huge flat land with a radius of tens of thousands of meters.

As long as he is a warrior and can borrow a little strength, there is no difference between being above this canopy and above the ground.

It's just that in the center of the entire canopy, there is a depression, and the thousand-year-old thunder fruit that is about to ripen is like a brilliant gem, placed in it.

As soon as Sun Cheng landed on the canopy, he felt a faint fragrance coming from the side.

When he turned around, he saw the demonic girl he saw before, Gu Lingyue, whose graceful figure was standing three meters away from him.

At this time, Sun Cheng really looked at the girl in front of him.

The first thing that catches the eye is her big star-like eyes, which are extraordinarily transparent, her goose-egg-like face, her nose erect, her pink lips seductive, and her beautiful black hair falling like a waterfall on her shoulders.

She wore a pink long dress, outlining her perfect figure, and under the long skirt, a pair of white long legs were exposed, like jade fat, which made people want to go over and touch it.

The most attractive thing is a pair of small bells wrapped in red rope, tied to her jade-like ankles, which looks particularly playful and lovely.

I have to say that this girl is really like an elf-like existence, no matter her temperament or her beauty, she is by no means under the beautiful teacher Meng Yao.

Gu Lingyue looked at Sun Cheng and said with a smile: "Hey, your name is Sun Cheng? ”

Sun Chengxie smiled and replied: "What did the girl say about me, is it my strength is good, or my appearance is good?"

Gu Lingyue stared at Sun Cheng, looked at it, and said in a loud voice: "The strength is so-so, but don't say it, this face is really handsome!"

"Hehe, how is it, do you want to touch it, boy!" Sun Cheng teased.

Although Gu Lingyue was eccentric, she still made a big red face. In terms of face, she is still too far behind Sun Cheng, a reborn old monster.

Sun Cheng didn't continue to tease her, but looked at the entire canopy, and a figure pushed aside the wide and dense leaves and jumped out from below.

After a while, nearly a hundred warriors appeared one by one, scattered all over the canopy.

Looking at the thousand-year-old thunder fruit, the blue-white light gradually dimmed, accompanied by a strange fragrance wafting out.

It has been conceived for thousands of years, and this thousand-year-old thunder fruit is finally ripe.

This strange fruity aroma makes everyone smell it, and they can't help but feel a feeling of relaxation and fluttering.

For a while, every martial artist present felt that the true element in his body had been condensed by three points, and his cultivation, which had been fixed for a long time, faintly had the urge to break through.

Just by smelling it, it has this kind of miraculous effect, if it is really swallowed and absorbed, how terrifying it will be to improve the cultivation!

The thousand-year-old thunder fruit is really worthy of its name!

At this moment, the hearts of every martial artist were agitated, wanting to snatch Lei Guo into their hands.

It's just that everyone is holding on to themselves, and no one dares to act rashly. At this time, whoever is the first to move will become the target of public criticism.

Even Sun Cheng was the same, he didn't have the confidence to face nearly a hundred Yuan Martial Realm Sevenfold Martial Artists.

Just as the situation was at a stalemate, a hissing sound came from high in the sky.

I saw that in mid-air, the thunder light peng bird that had been hovering suddenly swooped down, like a flash of lightning, and swooped straight towards the thousand-year-old thunder fruit.

A warrior shouted anxiously: "It's not good, this evil beast wants to snatch the thunder fruit." ”

In addition, someone shouted: "Let's all fight together, if we let this beast snatch the thunder fruit, then we won't have anything to do." ”

But no one answered his call.

The Thunder Light Peng Bird is a nine-fold demon beast, and this place is on the canopy of the thousand-year-old thunder wood, which is five hundred meters high, and it is the domain of the sky, and it is also its home field.

The full strength of this beast burst out, and its combat power was probably no worse than that of the ninefold martial artist of the Yuan Martial Realm.

Maybe there were hundreds of martial artists on the field together, and they could kill this beast, but no one dared to be the first to do it. Everyone knows that the first person to strike must bear the direct attack of this beast, and if one is not good, he may die on the spot with just one blow.