Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Far South

The first son of the tenth layer of qi refining, and the third son who has the power of foundation building, are enough to crush the rest of the cultivators. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Knowing the sixth son of the primordial god, Fang Yang secretly called for luck.

This sixth son actually cultivated into a wood-based pseudo-blood spirit magic spirit vine devouring prison. The vine of this technique is used to trap the enemy, and there are blood-sucking barbs that can attack the trapped cultivator.

The sixth son will master it, and Fang Yang and Liu Meier are undoubtedly a big threat. At that time, if Fang Yang hadn't killed the sixth son, Thunder, I'm afraid the outcome would not have been known.

"Hum ......" Fang Yang thought about it, took out the sixth storage bag, and slapped it casually, and suddenly, five seeds with bloody qi emerged.

"Dark Blood Seed?Fang Daoyou, what are you ......" Liu Mei'er was stunned.

"Miss Liu, this dark blood seed cooperates with the spirit magic spirit vine to devour the prison, you should have a chance to cultivate it, right? Fang is not a wood cultivator, this kind of is useless to me, so give it to the girl." Fang Yang said directly.

With this, a touch of consciousness is passed on a trick to the past.

"In this way, thank you Fang Daoyou. Liu Meier is not an indecisive weak woman, she was not polite, and accepted it directly. With this, with a wave of his hand, a multicolored spirit bead the size of a pigeon's egg appeared in front of Fang Yang.

"Fang Daoyou, this one is a five-element thunderstorm bead, any line of spiritual power can be stimulated, once activated, it will explode, and it can severely damage or even kill all the masters under the foundation. I watched you fight before, and this bead is more suitable for you. Liu Meier smiled.

"Then thank you, girl. Fang Yang moved and rolled this bead into his sleeve.

The two are now suffering together, and it would be a bit pedantic to be too polite.

"Hum ......" In Liu Mei'er's hand, a dark blood seed took root and sprouted, instantly generating a miniature prison, in which the rattan blood thorns were hideous.

After a few moments, the rattan withered.

And the dark blood seed in Liu Meier's palm was also much dimmed.

"It's amazing. Fang Yang couldn't help but marvel.

The most important thing about this spirit vine is three points, the first is the dark blood seed, the second is this magic trick, and the third is the comprehension and attainment of Mu Yixing. Although he knew from the sixth son that the attainments of the seventh son of Xinglin in the wood line were not low, Liu Mei'er actually refined this technique in an instant, which still surprised Fang Yang.

However, when I thought that the most favored thing by the lord of Xinglin Mountain was the seventh son Liu Mei'er, I was also relieved.

In the memory of the sixth son's primordial spirit, Fang Yang learned a lot of inside stories about Xinglin Waterfall. For example, the master of Xinglin Mountain is terrifying in the woods, and he has created the Ten Thousand Trees Combination Technique, and has cultivated many rare and rare spirit trees that have even become extinct in the cultivation world by grafting.

Although this technique has not yet been perfected, and there are still some shortcomings, it can already be called amazing.

Devouring tree species and domineering tree species are all spiritual techniques passed down by the mountain master, and they belong to the alchemist lineage.

The previous dispute between Liu Mei'er and the sixth son over medicine refining also made Fang Yang understand how one-sided his previous knowledge of the alchemist was. An alchemist is not only able to refine medicine, but also extremely strong in combat power.

The previous battle for refining medicine seemed to be fierce, but in fact, due to the mutilation of the tree species, the lethality of the two spirit tree seedlings was still a little weak. At least, the existence of Fang Yang's level of combat power does not pose a decent threat. However, that scene made Fang Yang see the terrifying aspect of the alchemist's combat power after the Wanmu Sheng Combination Technique was perfected.

"Xinglin Waterfall, I'm afraid it's dangerous!" Fang Yang said in his heart.

In the memory of the sixth son's primordial god, he suddenly found that the sixth son also surrendered to an elder surnamed He of the Wuling Gate and worshiped under his door. And the black-faced middle-aged man was a disciple of Elder He, who was sent to help him.

According to the memory of this sixth son, the first son should also have surrendered to an elder of the Fog Spirit Sect. Although these three elders all want to destroy the Xinglin Waterfall alone, and they are not united with each other, the Xinglin Waterfall is still in danger. Even if you don't consider the attitude of the Fog Spirit Gate, just the presence of three foundation building masters is enough to deal a fatal blow to Xinglin Waterfall.

After all, no matter how strong the owner of Xinglin Waterfall is, it is only to build a foundation.

The enemy is strong and I am weak, and it is difficult to defeat one enemy and three enemies!

What made him a little interested was that the sixth son had entered the fifth son's medicine level, and teamed up with the black-faced middle-aged man to kill the fifth son, but as a result, the fifth son easily escaped.

This does not mean that the fifth son has not rebelled, but having the fifth son as cannon fodder to attract the first son is also equivalent to buying time for them in disguise.

The thoughts were just a flash, Fang Yang regained his composure, and quickly moved with Liu Mei'er in vigilance, and finally got out of the spirit pass.

"Don't be greedy for small profits, take care of the overall situation, it's rare!" The black shadow that had appeared in the ring appeared silently, revealing a trace of praise, and then seemed to have some regret: "It's a pity that ......"

In the whisper, the shadow vanished again.

"Hum ......" Fang Yang and Liu Mei'er didn't stop for a moment, and instantly broke into the third level - the law pass.

As soon as you enter the law, the scene changes.

But the two of them appeared on a hillside, and on this hillside, there was only a stone and an old tree. On this old tree, the leaves are sparse, although it is pale, but there are only a few hundred leaves.

Fang Yang was instantly attracted by this old tree.

The whole old tree has an ethereal and transparent aura, which makes people involuntarily fall into it. One by one, the leaves flashed with spirit patterns, and Fang Yang swept away his thoughts, and was immediately stunned.

These leaves are all rare spiritual arts, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth can be found here.

"Fang Daoyou, but are you surprised by this old tree?" Liu Mei'er smiled.

"Not bad. Fang Yang nodded.

"It is rumored that this old tree is not born to grow, but is refined by the ancestor of my generation of Xinglin Waterfall in the form of a demon beast, and the leaves on it are refined from spiritual seeds. There are ten such old trees in the Elixir Heaven. Liu Meier said.

"Spirit Seed Demon Beast Remains? This old tree is made from the foundation building demon beast? As far as I know, there don't seem to be so many powerful demon beasts in the entire land of ten thousand mountains, right? Could it be that the ancestor of your sect has actually been to the extreme southern land known as the Desolate Beast Leader?" Fang Yang exclaimed.

Only the foundation-building demon beast will produce spiritual seeds in the skull. All spiritual magic is emitted by the spiritual power that stimulates the spiritual seeds.

If this spiritual seed is obtained by a monk of the same attribute and enters it with cognition, there is a chance to quickly achieve this spiritual technique. It's just that in places like the Beishan League, demon beasts are rare, and high-level demon beasts are even rarer, so spiritual seeds almost only exist in legends.

"Fang Daoyou is really well-informed, the ancestor I sent has indeed been to the Desolate Beast Territory. Liu Meier smiled.

Fang Yang was in awe.

Terrific!

"The Great Chronicle of the Human Race" has clouds, the land of ten thousand mountains is southern, the land of the extreme south, the demon beasts are rampant, and the cultivation of the foundation is difficult to survive.

The one who can hunt demons there and return must be a strong cultivator.