That strange col is the Lost Swamp.

At this time, a few miles away on the north side of the Lost Soul Swamp, dozens of people were fighting in one place.

Looking at its appearance, on one side were dozens of people such as Xiong Zhennan, who was bare-armed, and his muscles were bulging to the point of almost bursting, and on the other side were more than a dozen people such as Zhuang Shaoqing, a monk in the early stage of Dingling.

The number of people led by Xiong Zhennan is large, seven or eight in the Purple Mansion Realm, and the rest are in the Zhihai Realm, and Zhuang Shaoqing's side, except for the ten monks in the Purple Mansion Realm.

Due to the differences in the exercises, the difference in the purity of the true yuan, whether or not they refine spiritual objects, etc., the cultivation of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivators is comparable, but the strength is very different.

On both sides, the two sides cannot be judged by their numbers.

The rock wall dozens of zhang away where the two sides were fighting, the blue light lingered, and the octagonal array gradually disappeared. This is a formation plate engraved with wood attribute formations purchased by Zhuang Shaoqing at a great price, and its purpose is to intercept the essence of rehmannia roots.

The essence of the rehmannia is a mid-grade spiritual level, although the spiritual intelligence in the early childhood is not strong, but it can instinctively seek good fortune and avoid evil, and hide aimlessly in the rock wall, but it is sealed by the array plate This hill.

Although the essence of rehmannia is in its infancy, it is a real spiritual creature in the spiritual level, even if it is a rock, there are traces of petrification everywhere it passes, but you can imagine how strong it will be after it grows or is cultivated by monks!

Although, once it is refined by the monk, that weak spiritual wisdom will be erased.

Monks generally can only refine one kind of spiritual object, because the conflict between different spiritual objects is very strong, even if it is the same attribute of the spiritual object, when the conflict between the two consumes each other, the most hurt is the monk himself, which makes some monks, when the cultivation is low, if possible, try to choose a high-level spiritual object to refine, after all, until you reach the middle stage of transformation, you don't know the degree of spiritual root transformation, you can't determine what kind of spiritual thing to use to transform the spiritual root.

After all, if you want to transform a spiritual object, you can only devour a spiritual object that is not much different from it, so that you can merge it together and raise its level.

It's hard to find a spiritual thing, but it's almost the same to look for it.

Unless the monk thinks that he can't reach the realm of reality, he gives up on himself to get a temporary increase in strength, and goes to refine low-level spiritual things. However, there are very few monks in this group, and although it is extremely difficult to achieve reality, the monks are confident that they can do it.

There are few monks in the realm of reality in Luoguo, but it does not make monks give up their extravagant hopes for the realm of reality.

At this time, the thing that the two sides were competing for was the spiritual object of the middle grade of the spirit level, almost the highest level they could see and smell, and above the spirit level, each product was upgraded, not only did the value increase several times, but also the Dao imprint contained in it was far from the same.

Although the true rank of the line is rare and has no price, you can still meet it when you are lucky. But once it is a spirit level, it is not something that such a monk can touch, even if it is a lower grade of the spirit level, once it is allowed to grow, then let alone the early stage of spirit fixation, even if it is the late stage of spirit fixation, they will not dare to fight its idea.

This also makes the two sides fight without temptation, which may become direct beneficiaries, and it is even more crazy, such as Xiongzhen South, Xiongzhen North, Zhuang Shaoqing, Zhuang Yu. Others are thinking hard about how to take these spiritual things for themselves.

Xiong Zhennan is only a monk of the Sea Realm, without a spiritual root, he has walked the road of body refining, with a one-arm strength of more than 10,000 catties, and a long, jet-black wheel axe in his hand is as light as wood, and he can fight with Zhuang Shaoqing in the early stage of Dingling.

Although Zhuang Shaoqing has a little power to refine the physical body, for a qi refining cultivator, the growth of the physical body strength is difficult to superimpose with the true yuan power, and the imperial weapon attack is even more unapplicable.

After all, cultivation is for the pursuit of immortality, for cultivation, and besides, a person's energy is limited and time is limited.

At this time, he was intercepted by Xiong Zhennan's physical strength, and the opponent sometimes burst out with a huge force of 30,000 catties, which was more able to fight against his spells, he was a water attribute spirit root, and the spells could not be broken up by the opponent's brute force, but the damage caused by the residual spells was insignificant.

For a while, it was difficult to rise up and fight with it in the air.

Zhuang Shaoqing was surprised in his heart, and secretly said, "He is refining his body as a weapon, although there is almost no possibility of opening up the Purple Mansion, and it is difficult for Shouyuan to improve, but his strength should not be underestimated!"

Xiong Zhennan buzzed in his mouth, and several small wounds on his upper body were slowly healing, he didn't have a true yuan, and he repaired it on his own with just his physical body!

The passage of time was not felt at all during the battle, and the blue light on the rock wall began to fluctuate, and both sides suffered casualties.

The fluctuation of the blue light made everyone's hearts tighten suddenly.

If the fight continues like this, the winner has not yet been decided, and the spirit creature has already escaped the seal of the formation, because the petrification energy of the rehmannia essence is consuming the blue light of the seal, and the formation depicted by the array plate is not too high-level, how can it resist desperately when it feels that its life is threatened.

Seeing such a situation, both Xiong Zhennan and Zhuang Shaoqing postponed the attack and secretly thought about it.

Several monks in the air killed from the air to the ground, and the true yuan light burst out, and they could be seen from a distance.

The hearts of the people in the pile of rocks are tense, I don't know why there are so many monks fighting, is it because of this golden scale fruit, it is too much of a fuss. The fierce fighting over there, so far apart, the heaven and earth aura vibrations brought by the True Yuan fluctuation have already been transmitted here.

Some of the monks couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts, and they had the idea of leaving this place.

The seven people sitting on the rock, their expressions were startled at first, but then stabilized, faintly happy, and their confidence in the competition for the Golden Scale Fruit was even more assured, and they became inevitable, looking at others as if they were looking at a dead person.

Although Yang Qing has no true element, his divine sense is still enough to capture the vibration of the aura of heaven and earth, and his heart is raised to his throat, so that he can be prepared to flee for his life at any time. Among the people fighting in the distance, there must be no one who will help him, and if he is involved, he wants to cry without tears.

With a stick of incense, the vibration of the aura of heaven and earth was weakening, and finally it was imperceptible, and the light of the true yuan in the distance was already occasionally flickering, and then disappeared.

In this case, everyone thought that the fight had come to an end.

When twilight fell, there were flashes of light in the distance, but they still did not stop, and everyone's heartstrings tightened and relaxed, and they couldn't help but feel tired, and they couldn't figure out what the situation was.

The rubble pile is unusually quiet, the occasional conversation without him, and the air is not dull and depressing.

The monk's breathing could be heard clearly.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air came, and a fiery red streamer rose from the ground!

Everyone was shocked, and they all jumped up, and the magic weapon was in their hands, and the true yuan was overflowing, pointing to the monk who held the long sword into the air, and the middle-aged man sitting on the rock, with a sneer on his face at this time, not afraid of the people who were glaring angrily.

The middle-aged man didn't know if he was playing with it or signaling.

The anger in everyone's hearts can be imagined, but the matter has come to this point, so they can only wait and watch the changes, staring at the distance where the true yuan flashed at that time, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Yang Qing couldn't help but turn over and stand up, his legs faintly exerting force, and his heart was nervous.

Time passed breathlessly, except for the occasional flickering of light in the distance, there was no abnormality, and everyone's expressions were relieved.

The work of the tea cup was still the same, and the middle-aged man sitting on the rock looked stunned, as did the six people beside him.

"If you dare to play tricks again, no one can think of this golden scale fruit!" a voice full of anger sounded.

If no one objectes, it is acquiescence, and it is obvious that no one will think of such a second time as something that may endanger everyone's lives.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man looked at everyone and snorted coldly, and then he had to compromise, and his heart was shocked.

The golden and silver light of the Golden Scale Fruit and the Silver Scale Fruit gradually intensified, and the interval between the flickering True Yuan light in the night sky in the distance from time to time became longer, and finally stopped lighting up.

The people sitting around the pile of rocks stared at the seven people sitting on the rocks with their eyes, and the two Sea Realm monks who were together stared at the Golden Scale Fruit without blinking.

Yang Qing's eyes were slightly closed, sitting on the rock wall, his consciousness was released, and his heart was relatively calm, if the middle-aged man gathered people, he could find it from afar, and he would have to run away immediately. If the golden scale fruit is ripe, it is not picked by others in one breath or two.

Therefore, Yang Qing is the most relaxed among everyone.

The night wasn't long, at least that's what Yang Qing thought.

The night sky was torn apart by a faint red light, and it was dawn!

"Buzz!"

A slight trembling sound made one after another, like countless bees gathered in one place flapping their wings.

The golden and silver light was so bright that the eyes that had been accustomed to the darkness tingled, and they couldn't help but cover it with their hands and probe it with their divine sense.

The faint smell of dog skin plaster came, the 'buzz' sound was violent, and the light was even stronger!

Shine the light on the pile of rubble!

Everyone stood up one after another, and all kinds of magic weapons in their hands appeared at the same time.

"Buzz!"

The sound was the most high-pitched, fleeting, and then disappearing, and the gold and silver light converged.

Golden-scale fruits, silver-scale fruits, ripe!

At this moment, everyone moved, and more than 20 people around the pile of rocks rushed forward one after another, and the two companion Zhihai Realm monk Zhenyuan also rushed forward at the agitation, wanting to fish in troubled waters.

"Dingding!"

The monks are already fighting each other.

Unmanned aircraft flying, they are all stepping on rocks, or attacking with imperial weapons, or holding magic weapons.

In the burst of true yuan, the rocks were shattered and the thorny grass flew, but only the plant that grew the fruit of the golden scale fruit was intact.

The strong strength that comes with the pursuit of immortality is displayed at this moment, and when you make a move, you don't stay behind, the golden scale fruit is here, no longer have to worry and wait!

The two monks of the Sea Realm who were in the group were already close to the battle circle, and Yang Qing was holding a long stick obliquely, and his face was tense and stopped fifty zhang outside the pile of rocks.

He was alone, and he rushed into it like this, without the slightest advantage.

"Kill!"

The shouts were hysterical, and the blood was flying.

Whoever gets close to the Golden Scale Fruit first will be the target of everyone.

There are more than 20 people, the lowest is the fight of the monks of the Sea Realm, so that the trees fall and turn into sawdust, and the fire attribute true element makes the dead wood, dead grass, etc. burn.

For a while, the sound of the exchange of magic weapons and the angry shouts covered up the 'crackling' sound of the burning wood and grass, and the fire could only be seen rising and the smoke billowing out.

The two Sea Realm monks who partnered with him, if they didn't fight anyone, they could hide and hide, and if they couldn't hide, they would resist hard, and they had already blended into the battle circle.

"Ahh

The wounded cried out in pain, either retreating, or fighting more fiercely.

The seven people who were originally sitting on the rocks were the strongest among the crowd, and they were repeatedly intercepted at this time, and they had no advantage at all.

"Click!"

The plant that grew the silver scale fruit was cut off by Qi Root, and the sound it made was like slashing on the rock, if it weren't for the true strength and sharpness of the magic weapon, even if the plant with thick wrists was cut off, the golden scale fruit and silver scale fruit would have been shaken off.

"Close!"

A cry of eagerness and excitement sounded, and in the anger of more than a dozen people, the whole plant disappeared!

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