super gene phagocytosis

Chapter 151 One inch long, one inch strong
The potential of the opponent is the flame.

Through potential, he can easily mobilize the surrounding fire elements.

And this kind of momentum is not formed by using one's own coercion like aura.

It's more like a talent than a rule.

Jing Yue's mind moved, and sure enough, the thunder element in the space condensed into a ball.

If you are in it, you will inevitably be bound by the thunder element.

This is more like an ability developed from the spiritual level!

"Sure enough, within the coverage of my mental power, it can produce effects."

Jing Yue was secretly excited.

The surrounding illusion space suddenly shattered.

In the space, the four large characters circled in the air and then disappeared.

It happened to be captured by Jing Yue.

The four golden characters are exactly the aptitude against the sky!

"It seems that this phantom formation was made this judgment because I comprehended these sword techniques so quickly."

Jing Yue smiled slightly.

My comprehension ability is not strong, Jing Yue's strongest ability is analysis and thinking ability!
No matter how precise the formation or martial skill is, as long as it is within the scope of Jing Yue's understanding, Jing Yue can quickly master it through analysis and memory.

No one in Tianyuan Continent can do this.

Perhaps, as the strength of the cultivator gradually becomes stronger, the reaction speed and physical speed will become faster and faster.

But that, after all, is just a change in the body and has nothing to do with the brain.

"Perhaps, only when a cultivator has reached an extremely high level can he develop the same ability as me."

Jing Yue sighed darkly.

The phantom formation gradually dissipated, and Jing Yue reappeared in the hall.

Around, Zu Xi and others closed their eyes tightly, and they seemed to be still immersed in the illusion and did not come out.

The seven people were surrounded by golden rays of light.

"The owner of this cave is generous."

Jing Yue smiled.

Everyone who participated in the assessment was physically protected.

In front of Jing Yue, a beam of light suddenly appeared, and under the steps, a book of exercises emerged from under the pillar.

"Crazy Sword Art?"

Jing Yue flipped through it, and was quite interested in it.

Jing Yue has no interest in the practice of sword art.

After simply flipping through, Jing Yue looked at the last recorded sword technique.

"As expected of a baby-changing realm!"

Jing Yue secretly applauded the owner of the cave.

This person has almost performed the knife technique to an extreme!
"This method is a ninth-grade exercise. If you practice it to a great degree, you can reach the Star River Realm."

"Unfortunately, I can't practice."

Jing Yue put it away.

If you encounter someone with good talent and you see it right, you can send this formula to others.

After reading it once, the formula has been deeply imprinted in Jing Yue's mind.

Next to him, Zu Xi completed the inheritance first.

"Eighth grade swordsmanship!"

Complacently, Zu Xi shook Jingyue's hands.

What she practiced herself was the most powerful eighth-rank kung fu of her ancestors.

Now with this eighth-grade swordsmanship, I am afraid that the strength will be raised to another level!
"How much of this sword technique have you learned?"

Jing Yue pouted.

Beside, the rest of the people also slowly came to life.

Everyone's talents are all good, and the skills they have obtained at the least are also seventh-rank.

"I didn't expect the owner of this cave to be such a person."

The crowd sighed.

In this tomb, there is no attack formation.

Everyone who enters has the opportunity to obtain the inheritance.

"I'm afraid the formation outside is too terrifying. The owner of the tomb thinks that the people who can enter here must be good."

Everyone nodded.

In the hall, countless spiritual crystals spread out, making way for a passage in the middle.

Ahead, a strong danxiang filled the air.

"Elixir, and spirit weapon!"

"It's another eighth grade elixir! It's still three!"

"This is the eighth-grade spirit sword!"

"Eighth Grade Xuanyuan Banner!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Eighth-grade pills and spiritual weapons are almost rare in the territory of Dazhou.

But here, although there are not many, there are four spiritual weapons!
Still the same as before, Jing Yue put away the three pills.

These three pills are all pills made from elixir.

For Jing Yue, although he can't improve his realm, it can be used to restore his physical strength at critical times.

This thing, I am afraid that after Jing Yue entered the fourth level, the effect is still very powerful.

"How should these four spirit weapons be distributed?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at each other, and was a little stiff for a while.

Truth be told, they all want it.

But after all, there are only four.

"Hahaha! Eighth Grade Spirit Artifact!"

Just when everyone was hesitating, the formation light curtain on the other side suddenly exploded, and a huge monster suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

"Is this a person from the Modron?"

Everyone looked at each other.

They didn't expect that the distance between them and the monsters of the Modron was just a wall.

"This is the young master of the Modron, Huba."

Zizhu pointed out the right way.

Huba was laughing loudly when he suddenly saw eight little ones in front of him.

Taking a closer look, isn't the one in the lead the one who was trapped in the formation before?

And the few next to them, aren't they Zu Xi and Feng Lei?
"How did you escape?!"

Huba's eyes were full of disbelief, and he couldn't help but took a few steps back.

Next to it, the figures of a group of Modron powerhouses gradually appeared.

The light curtain quietly dissipated, and the two halves of the main tomb gradually merged into one, and the figures of the strong men on both sides also appeared.

In terms of reminders alone, Jing Yue and the others may not be as big as the arm of other monsters.

But none of the strong Modrons dared to underestimate the small group of humans in front of them.

Leaving aside the identity, breaking out of that formation is enough for them to take it seriously!

Jing Yue glanced forward.

Coincidentally, there are three pills and four spiritual weapons on the opposite side.

"It seems that there is no need to fight."

Jing Yue smiled slightly.

Stretching out his hand, Lei Element condensed a reclining chair.

Jing Yue floated up lightly, and the whole person lay on it.

The faint thunder and lightning flowed outside the body, and the warm feeling was very comfortable.

There are eleven strong modrons.

Among them, Huba and Xiao are the stronger ones.

The other people, the strongest, are only comparable to He Xi.

Jing Yue believed that such people would not pose any threat to Zu Xi and the others.

"Leave Huba to me."

Zu Xi stroked her hair, turned around, and drew out her sword.

She wanted to use the eighth-grade spiritual weapon next to her, but the eighth-grade spiritual weapon was different from the sixth-grade spiritual weapon in her hand.

An eighth-grade spiritual weapon can only be used if it needs to be warmed up and recognized by its owner.

"Zu Xi, although you have good talent, you have the habit of looking down on people. You need to get rid of it."

Huba sneered.

Beside him, a broad knife more than ten meters long was pulled out.

"Today, I will let you know what it means to be one inch long and one inch strong!"

Huba waved it lightly a few times, the surrounding air was fluctuated, and a strong wind suddenly blew up.

Next to it, all the monsters of the Modron drew their weapons, facing Zu Xi and the others.

(End of this chapter)