As Wang Baole's golden body was withdrawn, the moment his right hand was raised, the nine-inch spirit root's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the cold meaning dissipated, no longer paying attention to Wang Baole, turning around and floating in the low air, drifting towards the mountains in the distance.

Wang Baole looked at the back of the other party who was going away, and suddenly became a little anxious.

"This, he's gone like this, where can I find it in a while?"

When Wang Baole was just thinking about how to trap the other party, he saw that the figure of this nine-inch spiritual root was in the distance, and it directly penetrated a hill in front of him, drilled out from the other side of the mountain, and walked into the sky.

This scene made Wang Baole dumbfounded, gave up the idea of trapping the other party with a wry smile, sat down cross-legged, took out the colorful spirit stone, and began to ponder the back lines.

As for breaking through the ancient martial arts, Wang Baole was not in a hurry now, he felt that he had to try it to see if he could defeat Jiu Cun and absorb it.

"But speaking of which, Nine Inches is so strong, how did other people try to absorb it and find that it can't be turned into a spiritual root?" Wang Baole thought about it, and faintly had a guess, thinking that after all, after this place became the True Breath Realm, it could stay for a short time, and use the True Breath Realm monk to suppress the Nine Inches and make it absorb by others, it should still be possible, even if one True Breath Realm monk is not enough, if it is calculated properly, it is not impossible to have several True Breath Realm monks together.

"Judging by this, the Four Great Dao Courtyard has fought with this nine-inch spirit root, and should know his fighting style, but why haven't I heard of it before?"

These thoughts flashed through Wang Baole's mind, and he took a deep breath and no longer thought about anything else, but immersed himself in the structure of the back lines.

"Absorption can be used to devour seeds, but the power of release needs to rely on the back lines......" Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and he gradually had an idea and began to portray.

Time passed, and soon three days passed, and in this Spiritual Rest Township, as the number of people with seven-inch spiritual roots increased slightly, the range of searching for eight-inch spiritual roots also expanded a lot.

At this moment, Wang Baole, his hair was slightly scattered, standing in the valley, looking at the fist glove on his right hand, his eyes showed excitement.

"It's done, my boxing gloves have been added by me to more colorful spirit stones as spirit blanks, and the back lines have been adjusted!"

Wang Baole pressed the excitement, the devouring seeds in his body suddenly dispersed, and suddenly the suction around him surged rapidly from all directions, straight to his right hand fist gauntlet, before it could be integrated into the palm of his hand, Wang Baole roared, raised his right hand, clenched his fist violently, and bombarded it directly towards the front with a punch!

This punch fell, and his fist gloves directly emitted black light, and an amazing impact force erupted directly from within it, and collided with the aura that was absorbed in front of him invisibly, directly forming a tide of aura similar to that of the nine-inch spirit root that had just unfolded!

The roaring sound echoed, and the air in front of Wang Baole distorted, and cracks directly appeared on the ground, which was extremely amazing.

"It's a success!" Wang Baole was excited, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

The transformation of this fist glove is to use the power of the storm formed in it to turn into an impact, and collide with the absorbed aura to form an explosion.

In particular, the greater the power and the faster the speed of Wang Baole, the greater the impact emitted under the blessing of the fist gloves, and the power caused by the collision with the aura will also be doubled!

But there are also drawbacks, that is, this boxing glove has withstood the huge pressure that should have been borne by Wang Baole's fist, so it is easy to collapse, but Wang Baole also thought of this, and even used the back pattern to use this pressure to spread out, to a certain extent, it can also be regarded as blessing the power of the boxing glove.

Although there is a limit, at this stage, this boxing glove is already extremely good!!

"So consciousness is the point of everything!" Wang Baole laughed, full of spirit.

"I'm going to find Jiu Cun and fight him again!" Wang Baole was about to go to find it, but after thinking about it, he sat down cross-legged and unfolded his golden body, spreading his qi and blood.

"Let's see if we can get him, and if not, look for him. Wang Baole prayed in his heart, waited silently, this wait was an hour, seeing that the other party did not come, Wang Baole sighed, and was about to give up, but at this moment, his eyes contracted suddenly, and he noticed that there was an afterimage in the sky, which came straight to him in an instant.

Around him, the aura was induced, forming an invisible storm, and as he approached, a strong pressure also descended.

"It's really attracted!" Wang Baole was very surprised, at the moment when the nine-inch spiritual root came, the devouring seed in his body suddenly exploded, and suddenly the surrounding aura was pulled, and when it suddenly approached, Wang Baole clenched his fist with his right hand, and the black light of the fist glove shone brightly, and he directly punched out.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, under the collision of this suction and impact, the tidal power of the aura displayed by the nine-inch spiritual root before was imitated by Wang Baole!

The roaring sound suddenly shocked the sky, and the coming nine-inch spiritual root, the body shook wildly, retreated dozens of feet away, and fell to the ground for a pause, Wang Baole laughed, and his body jumped up, no longer passive as before, but took the initiative to shoot and rushed towards the nine-inch spiritual root.

Seeing that it was approaching, the right foot of the nine-inch spiritual root suddenly lifted up, and stepped directly on the ground, with the roar of the earth, his body did not rush out with force, but still stood in place, but with him as the center, the ground broke out with strong vibration ripples under the vibration of Fang Cai.

These ripples spread out, affecting the surrounding aura, I don't know how to do it, with the help of the aura to make this vibration disperse in mid-air, as if the principle of conduction, instantly spread in all directions, so that the mountains and rocks collapsed, and the trees were shattered.

Wang Baole's body shook, all his internal organs were tingling, although there was an accident, but he was fully prepared before, at this moment he roared, and his right hand with the fist glove directly clenched into a fist, and immediately activated the fist glove magic weapon, so that it was carved and put back into the pattern, and under the instant explosion, with the devouring seed in the body, he directly hit the ground with a punch.

As the fist landed, the ground shook, and the sound was not strong, but in the void around it, there was a series of roars, like the collision of aura and aura.

"Haha, I learned another move, Gu Wu, I should fight like this!"

"Although I don't have the kind of skill you have, I have a magic weapon!" Wang Baole raised his head, the battle intent in his eyes was violent, and his fighting spirit was unprecedented, and he rushed out in an instant, approaching the nine-inch spirit root, and directly fought with it.

The sound of the boom continued to spread, and Wang Baole and the nine-inch spirit root directly collided with each other with hundreds of punches, each punch set off the surrounding aura, not only the body was fighting, but also the aura was like an impact.

Wang Baole became more and more courageous, and his control of aura became more and more proficient.

There is no one else here, otherwise, if an outsider sees it, it must be extremely shocked, it is hard to imagine that this is Gu Wu fighting, I don't know, and I think it is the true breath of the fighting method!

At this moment, under the battle, the nine-inch spirit root gradually regressed, and the figure was blurred, and although Wang Baole was also tired, his spirit was extremely excited, on the one hand, there was a breakthrough in the ancient martial arts' tactics, and the combat power increased dramatically, and on the other hand, it was the desire for the nine-inch spirit root.

Regardless of whether he could absorb it or not, if he didn't try it himself, he would not be reconciled, especially since Wang Baole felt that his golden body was so attracted to this nine-inch spiritual root, maybe ...... He can absorb it!!

Under this anticipation and excitement, Wang Baole roared, rushed out again, and gradually, the body of the nine-inch spiritual root shattered, and the fragmentation gradually spread, and in the end, as Wang Baole's whole body qi and blood spread, the golden light of his body exploded, and under his punch, the nine-inch spiritual root suddenly shook and collapsed directly.

It's not cyan smoke, it's silver!

This silver aura is obviously different, more intense at the same time, but also with a certain sense of agility, after appearing at this moment, with Wang Baole's inhalation, it immediately rushed straight to his body, and in an instant, it was condensed at the location of the eight-inch spiritual root of the dantian.

Under Wang Baole's nervousness, this silver aura permeated his eight-inch spirit root, but he didn't replace it, as if he was disgusted, after going around a few times, he didn't pay attention to it, but was about to spread out of his body.

This scene immediately made Wang Baole anxious, and his eyes widened.

"Your sister, I didn't dislike you for being second-hand, and you still dislike me?"