"What kind of spiritual creature is this, it actually has the effect of refining the body!" Yang Ling muttered to himself, looking at the red spirit grass all over the ground, a wisp of absurdity rose in his heart.

You must know that in the outside world, this kind of spiritual creature is very rare and valuable.

But here it is completely weeds, and you can see it everywhere in the mountains.

"However, this kind of spirit grass is too difficult to refine, and it may take a long time to refine one in the outside world. And here, because of the mysterious aura on the giant mountain, it can completely help the cultivator to speed up its refining and achieve twice the result with half the effort. ”

While he was looking for the red spirit grass with the best color, he thought back to his feelings and gains during this time.

Not far away, many people were whispering, their eyes looking over from time to time.

"This kid is really good, he has been able to refine more than twenty spirit grasses, seeing that he only has the cultivation of the early stage of the Fu Habitat Realm, he must be talented!"

"Having such an achievement at a young age is really terrifying! I am already in the late stage of the Habitat Realm, and I can only refine a maximum of ten plants at a time, and I am afraid that if I have more, I will explode and die." ”

Some people secretly admired, indescribably envious and admired.

However, some people were extremely unconvinced, and said in a strange manner: "What is this, the talent is given by God, and it has nothing to do with him, if you give me his physique, let alone twenty plants, I can refine all two hundred plants!"

Hearing this, some people felt that it was very reasonable, and the jealousy in their hearts was much less, and at the same time, they had more contempt for Yang Ling.

Some people disagreed, and sneered: "Young man, be careful that the wind is too strong and flashes your tongue, with your heart, I'm afraid you won't be able to refine two hundred spirit grasses in your lifetime!"

"What did you say, old thing?"

......

All of a sudden, what was originally a whisper and a whispered discussion suddenly escalated into a big fight, almost to the point of life and death.

Yang Ling saw all this in his eyes with his spiritual sense, he didn't say anything, but continued to sit cross-legged and began to refine the red spirit grass.

However, the noise really became more and more intense, and the man who was full of disdain for Yang Ling rebuked loudly: "Have you forgotten the white-faced scholar not long ago?

Hearing this, Yang Ling suddenly got up and walked over step by step.

"What did you just say?" he said, his voice cold, his eyes full of fierceness.

The man was flustered for a moment, but in order to pretend to be calm, he said loudly: "I said, what are you?

This person is a cultivator in the late stage of Fu Habitat, and he is confident that he can defeat Yang Ling.

At this moment, Wang Liu retreated from the mountain, and before he could recover his body, he ran over with a roar.

"You dog, you dare to bite my son-in-law, you really deserve to die!" he grinned fiercely.

Looking at it like that, as long as Yang Ling gave an order, he would bravely pounce on it and fight.

Yang Lingsen smiled coldly, and in the trance of everyone, he instantly came to the front of the man and grabbed the slender neck.

"Tell me about the white-faced scholar!"

The other party was shocked and immediately used his spiritual power to resist, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't break free from that huge palm no matter what.

"You let go of me!" At this moment, he was really scared, and he yelled inwardly.

"It's really dead!" Yang Ling drank coldly, slapped it over, and slapped it directly on the red face.

The voice was crisp and looked very powerful, and the five finger prints on the man's face were clearly visible, and even the corners of his mouth were dripping scarlet blood.

This is not the end, I saw Wang Liu roar, and made another punch on his waist and abdomen, and reprimanded: "Say it quickly, otherwise I will pick your skin!"

The other party was already frightened, begging for mercy again and again, and then said: "That white-faced scholar is a legendary spirit body, which can resist many evil things in the world, he came here a month ago, and there are several strong people with him, they have already climbed the giant peak, and they have not appeared until now. ”

Yang Ling snorted coldly and threw it out with all his might.

I only heard a muffled sound, and the smoke and dust were all over the sky in the distance, and the miserable screams came from there, which made people tremble when they heard it.

All around, everyone looked at him with strange eyes, and most of them held their breath and didn't dare to make any more noises.

Because here, most of the people are in the Gathering Spirit Realm and the Fu Habitat Realm, and there are only a few spiritual cultivators in the Transformation Yuan Realm.

"Are you Yang Ling?" In this silent atmosphere, a small voice sounded.

Yang Ling followed the prestige and found that it was a woman about twenty years old, with a delicate face and a lot of panic and timidity in her expression.

He didn't answer the other party, but prepared to turn and leave.

However, a domineering voice came from a distance: "Who is inquiring about my little master?"

Yang Ling stopped, and through the crowd, he saw a middle-aged man walking over from a distance.

The man was tall and strong, and what was particularly striking was the knee-length arms, which looked like an ape from a distance.

"It's that fellow! He also uttered wild words that he would suppress you all, and that the men would be captured and degraded into slavery, and the women would be entertained by them. The person who spoke was the man who was slapped by Yang Ling just now.

The face of the person who came was cold, and a pair of long arms released a rich silver light, which was very eye-catching.

"Come here, kneel down for me, or I'll skin you and light the lamp, and crush your bones and scatter ashes!" His steps were steady and powerful, and his body released a powerful aura, which made everyone feel great coercion.

Yang Ling's face was calm, the true power in his body was agitated, and the invisible momentum spread out, offsetting the surging coercion in front of him.

Wang Liu's face was pale, his legs were weak, and he knew that now was not the time to be reckless, so he immediately got behind Yang Ling, and then slowly stabilized his mind.

"It's kind of interesting, there are treasures that cover the aura of cultivation, but I don't know how many rounds I can survive under my hands!"

The people who came were surprised, they didn't expect that a spiritual cultivator in the early stage of the Fu Habitat Realm would be able to gain a firm foothold under his abyss-like momentum, but he was still very confident, his demeanor was extremely arrogant, and he looked like he was on top.

Yang Ling smiled faintly, like a spring breeze, but his heart was already filled with monstrous killing intent.

"What's the name of the white-faced scholar?" he asked.

However, he was answered in a contemptuous tone: "You are not qualified for the name of the little master, he is an existence that you can only look up to forever!"

Yang Ling nodded, his momentum soared, and he pulled out a long sword from Wang Liu's hand and slashed towards the other party.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, they didn't expect him to be so decisive, and he would raise his sword and kill people without saying a word.

Some of the people who had slandered him before were secretly afraid, and their hearts were pounding.

"Little brute, don't hide it, at your age, at most, you're just a mid-stage cultivator! I've killed a lot of people with this kind of cultivation!" the long-armed man shouted angrily.

At the same time, he also pulled out a fiery red long sword from his back, and this sword was like a long rainbow when it was swung, releasing a powerful aura.

At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly felt that the other party's cultivation had improved a lot.

He was secretly surprised, and finally knew why this person had such a big confidence, all because of this long sword.

The long-armed man laughed and teased, "I've never seen this kind of treasure, right? It's already very close to the treasure, and it's easy to cut off your dog's head!"

In the surroundings, almost everyone showed a different color, and at the same time, the vast majority of people were not optimistic about Yang Ling.

"This kid has caused a hard stubble, I'm afraid he will really be killed with a sword!"

Of those present, I am afraid that only two people were full of confidence in him.

One of them is of course Wang Liu, the two of them have experienced many calamities along the way, and they have all been resolved one by one, he knows that Yang Ling is powerful, and he has also killed many mid-stage spiritual cultivators of the Transformation Yuan Realm, which is indescribably strong.

And the other person was the woman who recognized Yang Ling just now, her face was full of excitement, her eyes were excited, she clenched her pink fists, and said secretly: "He is famous near the Long Plains, he has a lot of magical powers, and he is armed with a golden spear, and he can kill all invincible enemies!"

The more the woman thought about it, the more excited she became, and she was even secretly cheering for Yang Ling, but then she discovered the abnormality.

"Where's his golden gun?"

Instantly, his heart was filled with worry.

At this moment, Yang Ling and the long-armed man had already fought together.

He didn't use all his strength, he just tried his best to dodge, and then used his spiritual sense to completely envelop the other party, reflecting his every move in his mind.

The human eye sometimes makes a mistake and can be confused.

However, this is not the case at all, it is like the eyes of the creator god, staring at the enemy all the time, without any negligence.

In the eyes of others, Yang Ling fell into a disadvantage at the very beginning, and there was no sign of reversal, as if the defeat was decided.

I saw the red rays in the sky shuttling, as beautiful as a shock, and the surging killing machine spread wantonly, and even the onlookers were affected.

Many people were angry, but they dared not speak, so they could only sigh and retreat.

"Kill that little bastard!" Next to him, the man who had been slapped by Yang Ling screamed, his eyes were extremely red, and he was full of excitement.

Hearing this, Wang Liuda was furious, and immediately used his spiritual power to rush over.

However, he was stopped by the exclamations of everyone.

He looked into the middle of the field and was greeted by a thrilling picture.

At this time, Yang Ling had been shrouded in the red sword net, as if there was no way to enter the heavens and no way to enter the earth, and the fierce sword qi had left blood marks on his body, and the blood flowed directly, shocking.

"Even a little beast like you dares to inquire about the little master, I really don't know whether to live or die! You don't even deserve to carry his shoes!"

The long-armed man laughed profusely, his eyes full of disdain, and his tone was extremely rampant, so that even many onlookers were displeased when they heard it.

On the side, Wang Liu was angry and scolded: "You are just a lowly slave, you dare to be so arrogant, be careful that my son-in-law breaks your dog's legs!"

Hearing this, the long-armed man suddenly turned his head and looked, and two rays of light shot out of his eyes, like substance, making people tremble all over and send chills down his spine.

"Little mole ant, I really don't know whether to live or die!" he snorted coldly, and his huge palm slapped towards Wang Liu.

There are some strange lines carved in his palm, as if they were born in nature, which are extremely complex and contain a strange atmosphere.

I saw a black Jiao born out of thin air, spinning in mid-air, and slaughtering fiercely with a bloody mouth.

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