Huang Wenwu is face is bitter, how could this disaster land on his head inexplicably, and during this time, Huang Wenwu was like taking drugs, crazy cultivation, but he didn't expect the final result, it was still a slap, Huang Wenwu was more aggrieved and more aggrieved.

"Look at what you are doing, the momentum has not been condensed to the third layer of the fourth stage for Lao Tzu, don't think about it, Lao Tzu will lock you up to death!" Huang Buren snorted coldly again.

"Uncle, do you want to compare like this!" Huang Wenwu scolded here for a while, this old man is ruthless, he can break through his momentum to the fourth stage at this age, he is already a dragon and phoenix among people, why do you still have such high requirements.

"Yes, yes, yes!" was unconvinced for a while, but Huang Wenwu still agreed again and again, because Huang Wenwu knew that if he dared to speak back, the consequences would be even more serious, and he was afraid that he would have to spend his life in the dark.

In the ring, Wan Qing's fists already have the appearance of Xiao Hei, this is what Xiao Hei looks like after he gets bigger, he is very domineering, especially the word 'king' on his forehead, which is even more majestic, and he has a heart of worship for those who lack strength.

"What kind of beast is this?" muttered bitterly in his heart, although the beast heads in Wan Qing's hands had not yet been completely condensed, and only the general outline could be seen, but that domineering momentum was enough to show how powerful the beast itself was condensed.

"Is this to condense the appearance of that demon dog?" "The jack-of-all-trades who used to befriend Wan Qing muttered in his heart, "However, how can the word 'king' appear on the forehead, the devil dog clan doesn't have this thing on the forehead!" The jack-of-all-trades looked at the most obvious feature, and couldn't figure it out in his heart, this didn't meet the signs of the demon dog clan at all.

"Is that beast a demon dog clan?" this know-it-all thought about it in his heart, and when he saw Xiao Hei that time, the first feeling of the know-it-all was that it was the demon dog clan, but now it seems that it is not the demon dog clan.

"It's a little hard to do!" the know-it-all sighed, and this ambiguity was the most troublesome.

The wood forest was also stable in momentum, and a giant turtle slowly solidified out.

The limbs of the giant tortoise are like rocks, firmly rooted in the ground, and the thick tortoise shell steadily wraps the woods and trees inside, although the lines on the tortoise shell are not completely solidified, but from the appearance alone, the lines of the tortoise shell reveal mystery.

And Mu Lin was not in a hurry, confronting Wan Qing, and his whole body was still full of strong fighting spirit, which had not diminished in the slightest.

"Is this to condense the Xuanwu Armor?" said Ku Zhan with narrowed tiger eyes and whispered.

"It shouldn't be, the tail of the basalt armor is in the form of a snake, and the wood forest is condensed, but it is only the form of an old turtle, and it does not meet the standard of the basalt armor. He replied in a low voice, with a hint of sigh in his words, if Mu Lin could see the Xuanwu deity, maybe Mu Lin could really condense the Xuanwu Armor.

"However, Wan Qing's condensed beast form looks like a tiger, but there is a certain gap between it and a tiger!"

"I don't know, maybe it's his black dog!" said Kunai with a hint of speculation, shaking his head.

And above the stands, it was lively, and all kinds of discussions, praises, and ridicules fell like snow.

"Hmph, it's just a tiger's head, what is there to be proud of!" said a young man with a jealous tone on his face.

"Hehe, your momentum has reached the first stage, I think there is a certain distance in the second stage!"

", Lao Tzu broke through to the second stage the day before yesterday!" the young man retorted loudly, his face red.

"Yo! you can really break through to the second stage, you are a fake second stage, right?" the man next to him sneered again, revealing the momentum of the third stage.

The young man was choked to death like a dead duck, and he did not dare to say a word more.

"Look, Wan Qing's tiger head seems to be one step ahead of the woods, and it will be the first to condense out!" a spectator who was staring at the ring exclaimed loudly.

"Now, Mu Lin is afraid that it is in danger. If I were Wan Qing, once I succeeded in condensing, I would naturally take the lead and prove that I was the strongest!"

"The wood is in danger!" Fang Lu also said in a low voice, he and Mu Lin have been trained outside, and they have seen a lot of this situation, no one will pity the opponent, the first opportunity is to win, who will give up such an opportunity stupidly.

"Your speed is a little slow!" Wan Qing said, his fists and two huge tiger heads, and roared towards the giant turtle in the woods to show his majesty.

"Turtle, it's already relatively slow, I'm slow, it's naturally understandable!" Mu Lin's bland face had a hint of a smile, as if he didn't care at all that Wan Qing was one step ahead of him.

Mu Lin's smile did not surprise Wan Qing's thoughts, because Wan Qing knew that Mu Lin knew what he was thinking, and he would not take advantage of the danger of others, and wanted to defeat Mu Lin's strongest defense with his strongest blow.

"I'm Qing, do it, now is the best chance!" Wan Qing's fans were all shouting loudly, they were anxious, once the wood forest was successfully condensed, the result of this battle would be five or five.

"Is this Wan Qing a fool? This best opportunity to attack, just give up in vain!" said one person with some hatred that iron is not made of steel, and he wished that he would replace Wan Qing and take the initiative to attack, win the victory in one fell swoop, and silence the mouths of those who made mocking voices.

"This little guy, I like it more and more!" Bitter Zhan looked at Wan Qing, becoming more and more satisfied, what is manhood, this is masculinity. It is true that every opportunity on the battlefield is the key to victory, but this is not a battlefield, and as for victory or defeat, then it doesn't matter, showing yourself is the most important thing.

"Soon, this little guy Mu Lin is also going to condense out!" The bitter complaint still nodded slightly, although Mu Lin failed to condense the Xuanwu armor, but this old tortoise shell is also a very good choice, compared with the Xuanwu armor, there is one less means of attack, after all, the snake of the Xuanwu armor can be used as a means of attack.

"Wan Qing, the tortoise shell condensed from this wood forest is not ordinary!" the green weasel said.

"Oh!?" Wan Qing was curious, isn't this just an old turtle shell, and what mysteries can't be made.

"See the lines on the tortoiseshell!" said the weasel again.

Wan Qing followed what the green weasel said, looking at the old tortoise shell that had been formed, and the lines on it were already relatively clear, full of mystery.

Observing carefully, Wan Qing was shocked in his heart, this pattern did not seem to be much different from the pattern on his step door, and this tortoise shell could even be said to be a miniature version of the step gate pattern.