Looking at Mu Yu's movements, Yu Jie's eyes sometimes revealed murderous intent, and sometimes hesitated, but in the end, he didn't make a move. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Jie chose to compromise.

"These are four hundred lower-grade spirit stones. With a cold face, Yu Jie threw out four hundred lower-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and formed a small pile on the ground, filling with a burst of majestic spiritual energy fluctuations.

Mu Yu squatted down and counted carefully, the best rune treasure flying sword at the palm always glowed with brilliant rune light, once Yu Jie wanted to make any small moves, Mu Yu would not hesitate to urge the flying sword to let him taste powerful.

A little, Mu Yu smiled with satisfaction, and under Yu Jie's murderous eyes, he made a demon oath.

"The next time we meet, I will definitely crush you!" Yu Jie's face was full of hatred, his eyes glanced indifferently at Mu Yu's storage bag, and teased: "Protect my painstaking fruit and spirit stone, I bless you in your own hands, you can warm them up for a day!"

Mu Yu smiled noncommittally, looked at Yu Jie's departing back, recited a spell, and three fireballs shot out of a two-meter pit, burying the remains of a man and a beast on the ground into the pit, and then another fireball burned the corpse to ashes and reburied it with soil.

After doing this series of things, Mu Yu performed a blast of wind, the cyan air flow surrounded his legs, and his body ran in a certain direction with light and swift speed.

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Day 3.

Except for an injured cultivator who was exploited by Mu Yu to seize his jade medal and knock him out, Mu Yu hardly fought each other, but devoted himself to finding the precious elixir.

Anyway, the first is basically not related to himself, if a disciple who has been in the beginner for less than a year, he can win the first place in Dabi, it is simply more impactful and shocking than telling others that a sloppy beggar is the prince of a certain empire.

However, even if you don't do anything, as long as you can stick to the end, you can climb to the top fifteen. The eliminated person, no matter how many jade medals you have before you are eliminated, as long as you are eliminated, then you are the loser.

Those who have not been eliminated, even if they have not won any of them except for their own identity jade cards, if you can persist to the end, then you are a winner!

...... The Ying family who is lying down.

Therefore, generally at this time, it is usually the cultivation of the seventh cultivator, first to eliminate the lucky ones of refining the fifth, and then to aim at the ordinary refining six monks, and never regret more than one opponent, not to let themselves be in a situation of encirclement, if you can fight, you will fight, and if you can't beat, you will run. Even when Zhang Bao faced the two cultivators, he would carefully choose to escape, so as not to be exploited by the others.

If it weren't for the hunter's vigilance and excellent concealment skills, he would have been eliminated by the other nineteen contestants as early as the first day.

...... Who makes you the weakest?

In a somewhat cold underground cave, Mu Yu urged the driver to make a decision, moved a few stones, and blocked the entrance of the cave.

Immediately, Mu Yu exhaled a light breath and began to breathe in a state of pranayama. A little, he took out the small black jar, took out the elixir inside, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Boom!

The pure medicinal power turned into a warm air flow, flowing in the meridians and acupoints in the body, making it expand slightly, and there was a feeling of swelling and pain, as if in an instant, Mu Yu's bones became slightly larger, reaching one meter seventy-three, and the childishness on his face also faded a lot, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy Undoubtedly, he became a little resolute.

Running the "Small Gathering Qigong Method", digesting the excess medicinal power. After a series of treatments, the excess medicinal power, with a thin layer of miscellaneous labor, overflowed the skin from the pores, emitting a fishy smell.

And the innate body of Mu Yu has also faintly made a certain breakthrough, as if the innate body that has been formed since childhood has reached the innate body of Dachengdi, which is equivalent to saying that without much cultivation, after a few years of hard work, you can become an innate peak master with strong internal strength, and your simple strength and physique can be comparable to that of the five cultivators. If he adds the attack of spells, even if he is a cultivator of the sixth cultivator, he is not his opponent.

A warrior's cultivation of internal power comes from oneself and can be regarded as a potential power, while a monk's spiritual power comes from this heaven and earth, and uses oneself as a container to control the power between heaven and earth.

Boom!

With a slap of his palm, an invisible air flow slightly distorted the void, splitting the stone blocking the cave in front of him, causing it to fall apart, and most of it turned into powder.

A twelve-year-old innate master!

"Three days ago, I was just a first-class peak martial artist, and after three days, I finally broke through the innate realm! If I was given another year, I would be able to reach the realm of the innate peak! Within five years, it would not be difficult to break through the Void Realm!"

If it is a martial artist who breaks through the void realm, puts down his body and assassinates him, let alone refining the five monks, even if he is refining the ninth monk, a careless person will die without a place to be buried.

Martial arts have reached the innate level, coupled with the spiritual power of the peak of the fifth layer of the Qi refining period, even if he is facing a sixth-level cultivator, Mu Yu has the certainty of the sixth layer to defeat him!

Throwing the small black jar into the storage bag, Mu Yu walked out of the pile of rubble that had been smashed with his palm and blocked the entrance of the cave. He didn't cast a spell, but relied on his innate speed, like a cheetah, crisscrossing through the dense grass, leaping and jumping, his sleeves scraping against the air, rolling out a piercing sound of "snort".

Bang!bang~~

One after another, the innate palm power was fully vented, and one deep pit after another was smashed on the ground.

Puff~~

Like the sharp claws of an eagle, it pierced a stone the size of a millstone, and the rock in the palm of the palm directly turned into fine powder.

"Happy!" Ten minutes later, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but laugh, stretched his waist, and his bones suddenly made a crackling, dense fried bean-like sound.

In the ordinary world, if the pastoral language wants to advance to the innate realm, it can be as short as five years and as long as ten years. But it was also by chance that I was fortunate enough to enter the Leaving Sword Sect to practice, which greatly shortened the time. With the cultivation of Mu Yu's current innate master, even if he kills a hundred Li Erpi, the royal family of Dong'an Kingdom has to be polite and give him the title of guest secretary.

You must know that in the rivers and lakes, if you can have a congenital master in the town, you are already a first-class gang, they can have tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, several towns and towns, hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land, and a country within a country!