But after all, Jian Jian was not comparable to ordinary masters, and his breath was released, forming a powerful air cover, which isolated the Qilin flame from the outside and was unharmed.

The whole body of the sword was red in the light of the fire, and his face was steaming with beads of sweat as thin as hair.

"I didn't expect Nan Jiantian to be so domineering, the cruelty and demonic way of the means are undoubted. Legend has it that a berserker's strength can increase several times when he is furious, but the berserker has not appeared for 10,000 years, could it be that Nan Jiantian is?"

The sword turned against the Qilin flame with all its strength, and saw the magic light burst out in the void, like a round of demon moon in the sky, and the brilliance was so bright that it was impossible to look at directly.

The Fire Qilin is the same as the Dragon Clan, and its body contains the essence of dragon blood.

Nanjian Tian lost the decisive battle of the Fire Qilin, but he was blessed by misfortune, and fortunately drank the dragon's blood, which made his physique transform.

When facing the enemy, the dragon's blood is infused into the body, and the strength of the mad demon pill instantly increases several times, and the power of the mad demon pill is nothing more than that.

The Mad Demon Pill is guided by overdrawing life and physical energy, and the violent physique is not without its troubles.

The benefits are as obvious as the drawbacks.

In the wilderness, dragons are the most irritable outliers. Although it was powerful, it frequently provoked wars, and was later destroyed by the alliance of the hundred tribes.

In that great war, almost the entire dragon clan was wiped out.

Even the Flood Desolation Ancestral Dragon was severely injured by the Lord of the Hundred Clans and has never been seen since.

was jointly suppressed by the hundred clans, and since then the dragon clan has been in a slump, once the head of the hundred clans, and now the glory is gone.

The clan was slaughtered, and since then the dragon vein is thin, even after 10,000 years, the dragon clan has not recovered, and since then the hidden world has never appeared lightly in the world, becoming the strongest hidden alien race.

And Nan Jiantian devoured dragon blood, and since then he has a violent physique. If you can't control this crazy force, you will be corrupted by tyranny, and your mind will lose yourself and kill you, or you will fall into the devil's path and never recover.

Huge opportunities come with great opportunities.

At this time, Nan Jiantian knelt on one knee, barely supporting his body with his sword, and his face was as white as paper.

The tremendous power required to unleash the Madness Transformation had already drained the Yuan Force in his body, and he had no strength to fight again at this moment.

Fortunately, Nan Jiantian suddenly burst out and frightened the sword back, otherwise, if he went and returned at this time, he would only need one finger to take Nan Jiantian's life.

"Sword Heaven!"

At this moment, Ge Shuang also found this place, looking at Nan Jiantian's arrogant back with teary eyes.

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Following.

The morning dew is fresh, the larks are soaring, and the sky glows with a soft glow, clear and ethereal.

The clear sky is like an endless and calm blue sea, with a strong white light beating in the air, like a microwave on the surface of the sea, and the clouds are like a white sail, floating on the blue sea.

Nan Jiantian opened the door and walked out, breathed a breath of fresh air, and looked at the brilliant clear sky, feeling extremely comfortable.

His peripheral vision swept over an inconspicuous corner of the wall, and he unexpectedly saw a faint touch of green.

Huh, he walked straight over, crouched down to take a closer look.

I saw a young sprout come into view.

The little sapling struggled to prop up the soil that pressed on it, and emerged in the cracks, and near the ground grew two tender green leaves, only the size of a fingernail, the top of which had not yet stretched out, and the chrysanthemums were in a clump like the wings of a chick.

The whole sapling was only a few inches tall, and everything seemed unremarkable.

"The linden tree was successfully cultivated. Nan Jiantian couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

During this time, I didn't have time to take care of the cultivation of Bodhi seeds, and I didn't expect to wake up today and see such a gratifying scene, which was really unexpected.

"It's just that I don't know what factors have promoted the awakening of Bodhizi?" Nan Jiantian thought to himself.

Bodhi Zi has not been successfully cultivated for a long time, but today it broke out of the ground, and there must be a reason for it.

Nan Jiantian looked at a small patch of reddish-brown soil at the base of the Bodhi tree, and was stunned.

"It's — bloodstains. ”

Nan Jiantian thought of the fierce battle with Zhang Tianxing and the others not long ago, presumably it must have been the blood of unknown people who had spilled here during the bloody battle, which unexpectedly contributed to this result.

"Yes, Bodhi was fed with blood before he awakened and grew. ”

When Nan Jiantian first obtained the Bodhi Seed, he had dripped his own blood on it, and the Bodhi Seed was able to completely absorb the blood of human beings. Thinking of this, he seemed to understand something.

"Could it be that the future growth of the Bodhi Tree needs a steady stream of blood to foster it, and the Bodhi Tree is the most holy body, how can it seem to be an evil thing, with the most evil nature. In any case, the growth of the linden tree is a great joy. ”

Nan Jiantian knelt on his knees, cut the bamboo he found into a foot long with a sword, and then inserted a circle around the Bodhi tree seedlings, forming a natural bamboo fence, which can effectively prevent the spirit tree seedlings from being trampled and damaged by ordinary poultry.

According to the Buddha's travels, when the Bodhi tree grows, it not only has the ability to open people's minds and awaken, but also produces pure yang qi that can make practitioners improve quickly.

In his early years, the Buddha cultivated his supernatural powers under this tree, all thanks to this.

Moreover, with the gradual growth of the Bodhi tree, the pure yang qi produced by it will become more and more intense, and the pure yang qi with sufficient purity can be refined into pure yang water, which is the introduction to refining pure yang elixirs, and the adult Bodhi tree can even produce aura, naturally, this process may take thousands of years to achieve.

Because this move is really against the sky, the aura is no longer possessed by the human realm, and even the great sect of immortal cultivation can only possess one or two 'aura eyes' that connect to the immortal world.

And having an adult Bodhi tree is undoubtedly equivalent to having a moving quasi-immortal "aura eye".

In this regard, Nan Jiantian is looking forward to it.

In the middle of the night, Nan Jiantian was meditating.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind outside the house, and then a black-clothed masked man broke through the window and attacked with a sword.

What kind of cultivation is this person, I don't even know when he broke into the courtyard? After all, Nan Jiantian has experienced a hundred battles, and he is not afraid of danger, so he jumped out of the top at the moment.

The black-clad masked man didn't seem to be in a hurry to fight him, and then he chased after him, and the two of them went straight to the mountain behind the academy before stopping, facing each other from afar.

"Who the hell dares to assassinate me, do we have an enmity?" Nan Jiantian's thoughts quickly expanded, but for a while, he couldn't remember who he had made an enmity with.

"Nan Jiantian, do you still know me?" the man in black suddenly ripped off his face scarf.

"Wan Molin, is it you?"

The person who came was none other than Wan Molin, a core disciple of the Iron Bone Sect.

Nan Jiantian was slightly surprised, the news that he killed Bai Shaodong had long been known, although he had expected that the Iron Bone Gate would definitely retaliate, but he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly.

"Yes, it's me, the first time we met you, you were still in the physical realm, I never thought that you would grow up in a short time. It's just that I'm the enemy of the iron bone gate, and in the end there is only a dead end. Nan Jiantian, if you kill the young master and become famous, it can be regarded as a glorious time. The ancestor has an order, vowing to take your head to comfort the soul of Sun Zaitian. My ancestor once gave me an empowerment, which greatly increased my skills, and promised that as long as I took your head, he would accept me as a true disciple and teach me the supreme secret method of this sect. Nan Jiantian, although you are already very strong, to me, you are not to be afraid. ”