Devil Fruit of the City

"What to do? With so many guards here, it's hard for me to take this dragon fruit." Tang Tianyou salivated over the dragon fruit in the valley, wishing to take it over immediately.

This tribal sacred tree is full of dragons, and it looks like there are at least forty or fifty. If you get all of these dragons, you will really get rich overnight!

In a short time, he can become a rich man in Hwaseong.

It is a pity that there are too many warriors stationed in this valley. At least there are hundreds of them. They are all powerful tribal elite warriors. Almost all have the strength of a C-level powerhouse, and each of them tends to the peak.

What is even more frightening is that there is a B-level powerhouse guarding the big tree, which makes Tang Tianyou feel heart palpitations, at least at the mid-level B-level level.

If he is swarmed by these terrifying tribal warriors, he will be torn to pieces.

"I have to get this dragon fruit. If I can get these dragon fruit, I might be able to break through to the realm of a B-level powerhouse." Tang Tianyou was reluctant to give up, looking for a way.

However, he stayed somewhere in the valley for three days and three nights, and he didn't think of any way. These soldiers took three shifts a day, and there would never be a time of fatigue.

Even when the shift was changed, there was a slight emptiness, but the b-level powerhouse guarding the sacred tree, who seemed to be the elder of the tribe, had been guarding there and never moved half a step.

It's no wonder that Long Fanguo is so rare, with these powerful tribal warriors guarding it, ordinary earth powerhouses are simply hard to approach, let alone want to grab food in a tiger's mouth.

"Damn it, how did that group of people manage this kind of thing? Didn't they say that they have also won a large number of precious medicines?" Tang Tianyou was puzzled, and his heart was very irritable.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, Tang Tianyou decided to wait. He was not in a hurry to go to the Dragon Lake to capture the Dragon's Breath Grass, and he would be more confident when he became stronger.

Anyway, the Dragon's Breath Grass was placed in Jiaolong Lake, and no one would rob it.

"This period of time can't be wasted. This time I just won so many precious medicines, all of which were swallowed and absorbed, and it can also make myself stronger." Tang Tianyou decided to hide and practice while waiting for the opportunity to come.

Tang Tianyou took out all the elixir in the storage bag. Among them were Fire Spirit Grass, Sky Manjing, Centennial Rattan Core, Cold Eating Grass, etc., all of which can be taken.

Although the medicinal power of the refined pill will become a little better, but now Tang Tianyou doesn't care about that much, and throws them into his mouth one by one and chews.

As soon as he took it, Tang Tianyou felt a flame immediately appear in his stomach, and a powerful medicinal power was constantly being stimulated. It seemed that a strong medicinal fragrance came in and out of the seven orifices, which made people intoxicated.

"So comfortable!" Tang Tianyou immediately felt that his body was constantly getting stronger, the bones of his body were crackling, and the powerful medicine was enhancing his physical fitness.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and the power of those precious medicines was completely resolved by the body, and the fatigue that had been caused by three days of monitoring here was completely wiped out, and he was refreshed.

The clothes on his body also began to have no wind automatically, exuding an inexplicable breath, and the cells were constantly transforming, the density of the body became larger and stronger, and it became more and more powerful.

Fortunately, Tang Tianyou knew that when he had swallowed the treasure medicine, the noise must be not small, so he hid in a cave in advance, otherwise he would definitely be found out by those natives.

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While Tang Tianyou was cultivating, in a high-level residential area thousands of miles away in Huacheng, even the guards were all c-level powerhouses, and this was the area where the Ulanala clan was located.

And in one of the brightly lit rooms, there is a big late-stage b-level expert sitting in a blue robe with a small white beard, but his hair is black, and his face is young and a bit strange. .

He is Gril Ulanala, only one step away can become an A-level powerhouse, and he is the absolute core figure of the Ulanala family!

boom!

A green glass teacup was smashed to the ground, Gril Ulanala stared at the short-haired man in front of him, his eyes burst into anger, and he said viciously: "You mean Batur is dead. Now, my favorite son actually died on earth? Who killed it? Who killed it?!"

The aura in him was great. Although he was not deliberately targeting certain people, the short-haired man who fell on his knees in Gril Ulanala still felt his breathing difficulty, and his bones were crackling, just for a moment. With such effort, he actually felt that his body was almost crushed.

You know, he is also a strong at the top of the C-level, but in front of this big man, it is difficult to admit even the slightest breath radiating from him.

The difference between the strengths of the two is too huge for this to happen.

Seeing that this man had difficulty breathing, he almost couldn't even speak, Gril Ulanala's anger calmed down a bit, and said, "Say, let's say all these things clearly, and don't allow them to conceal them at all!"

He retracted his momentum, making the short-haired man feel a little better, and was able to speak temporarily.

"Cough cough, it's actually like this..." Feeling Gril Ulanala taking back his breath, the short-haired man felt that his breathing had improved a lot, and he quickly said all the facts he knew.

But Gril Ulanara became more and more angry~www.readwn.com~ The more I listened, the more angry he became, and he shouted: "You *** tell me that my son Batul is c A level powerhouse, but he may be killed by a D level powerhouse named Tang Tianyou, are you kidding me?! Still humiliating me!"

A dignified-level c-level powerhouse was killed by a d-level powerhouse. Isn’t this a shame or something? There has never been a similar thing in the inner world, which is no different from nonsense.

The short-haired man trembled and said quickly; "Master Gril, we just said that the death of Lord Ling has a lot to do with this kid. Maybe it wasn't he who killed him, but he definitely couldn't be separated from him.

A ten**-year-old young man was actually promoted to a D-class powerhouse in a resource-poor environment like the earth. There must be a tyrannical figure behind him. Maybe it was the people behind him who killed him. "

Speaking of this, the short-haired man took a gleeful glance at Gril Ulanala, whose anger had gradually subsided, and touched a cold sweat in secret, but he hated the person who wanted to report these things himself.

Fortunately, he explained in time, otherwise he would definitely be torn to pieces by the angry Gril Ulanara, and he would not even be able to find any bone scum.