Sovereign to Immortality

Liu Zhifei said in a sentence that his self-confidence is full, everyone is a glimpse, and Zhou Zhoucheng and Zhang Yuming both are happy, and Yan Zhong is looking at him with great depth.

This red fruit blossoms in 30 years, and after 30 years, a whole group of seeds can mature. Each tree has no more than ten fruits, and each fruit contains a trace of origin. Jingqi, for the monk who is the fourth most important in the military world, is the perfect spirit for condensing the essence of the body and breaking the bottleneck into the big perfection.

If you can use red essence as a medicinal medicine, and then supplemented with various spirits and spirits, you can refine it into the hands of the alchemist.

This red essence does not only retain the role of red fruit in breaking the fourth bottleneck, but also has better effect than simply swallowing red fruit, and the scope of application is also expanded, which is used by the great perfect monk to grow For the best of the spirits.

Zhou Bicheng's fourth-order time for the martial arts is similar to that of Liu Zhifei. Originally, Liu Zhifei was also very enthusiastic. He decided that he would become a sect of Zongmen in the future. However, these years have been slow progress and gradually opened with Liu Zhifei and others. The gap, the identity of the true disciple seems to be drifting away from himself. Although Liu Zhifei is headed now, the desire for the identity of the true disciple has not been erased. This is also the time when he recognized the red fruit. An important reason for falling.

"Is there really no way, maybe the old man can try it!"

Yang Junshan listened to Yan Zhong’s words but seriously thought about it for a while. However, he finally shook his head and saw that everyone’s face was unwilling. Yang Junshan knew that if they didn’t completely dispel their thoughts, they would inevitably have mutual grievances. With a sigh of relief, there was a round bronze mirror with a half-foot size.

Yang Junshan holds a bronze mirror in the direction of the red fruit tree. A red-yellow light flies out of the mirror. All the way through the stone forest, the surrounding situation seems to have some invisible changes, but I really want to find it. Where has changed, but it has never been found.

The light faded with the advancement, and it was completely dissipated when the red fruit tree was in the place where it was, but in the end it finally opened a vague mist that loomed in front of the fruit tree. The situation under the fruit tree suddenly disappeared. At a glance.

All the people behind Yang Junshan took a breath of cold, and they saw that there was a blackened body sloping on the ground behind the fruit tree. Before, because of the faint mist of the crowd passing through, everyone was It was not clear, and now it was swept away from the mirror, and everyone recognized the dangers hidden around this fruit tree.

From the opening of Dongfu to the present, it is possible to enter the five-line squad. In addition to Xiong Xiying’s second-class master of the martial arts, there is only one of them who is not a perfect consul, and Yang Junshan does not think that Xiong Xizhe It would be unwise to not see the danger of this red fruit tree, then there is only one possibility. The fallen black body is a great perfect monk, and it is motivated on the way to try to pick red fruit. The power is falling!

Even the big perfect monk wants to pay close to this red fruit tree to pay the price of life!

Yan Zhong is the oldest of these people, and the most natural and insightful. The people did not see anything from this black body. He said: "This is the man of the Sirius Gate. This person is called Qin An. I used to play with the old man on the outside of Dongfu. It is also a true disciple of Sirius Gate. I don’t want to die here!"

The last point in the hearts of everyone was dispelled, and no matter what happened to the fruit tree, Yang Junshan also took the people away, but at this time the power of the five elements in the five elements has condensed into a faint fog, surrounded by Everyone is in the body, killing the spiritual power in the body.

Yang Junshan and Zhang Yuming, two monks and monks, can still persist, and Zhou Bicheng is the fourth heavy gas monk. Because of the mood fluctuations when he saw red fruit, it is difficult to maintain the spiritual excretion in the body. Underneath, Yang Junshan played a meta-magnetic aura, temporarily segregating the power of the five elements to wash him.

Everyone went forward again. At this time, it seems that even Yang Junshan felt awkward. From time to time, he had to stop and carefully calculate what he was doing. Sometimes he would leave the mirror in his hand and illuminate in different directions of Shilin. Be careful.

Although the underground cave house was in crisis, it was sealed underground for hundreds of years. The spiritual power in the area did not know how many treasures were born. Yang Junshan had been picking all the way, but it was not too good. Everyone else also There is gain, but compared with the red fruit tree that I have seen far from before, these gains seem to be worthless.

Yang Junshan, with all the people careful, can be more careful. The more dangerous it is, the more abrupt it is. Just when Yang Junshan took everyone to turn a stone pillar, he suddenly used it for a colorful haze after another stone pillar. Yang Junshan’s face suddenly changed, and he shouted: “Be careful!”

The voice just fell, first of all a sandstorm, making it difficult for the people to distinguish the situation in front of them; followed by another piece of hail, those hail contains the power of the water, the power of the water after the squat The skin is killing the spiritual power of the body; this is not finished, but it is also a warm wind. Originally, because of the penetration of the power of the water, the people who feel the cold in the body feel the warmth of the outside world. This cold and hot is directly killing the body of the monk.

When Yang Junshan hit the sandstorm, he directly countered it with flying sand. Although he could not resist the force of the whole process of colorful haze, he could at least maintain his own influence from sandstorms, but the hailstorm followed by He was forced out by the sturdy body.

Everyone else has a way to cope with each other. Basically, they can withstand the power of this colorful haze-inspired tactic. Only Chang Sunxing and Yan Yu are somewhat embarrassed because they are not good at repairing, but Yan Yan is always Yan Zhong, the great perfect monk, takes care of the situation.

The people just escaped the colorful haze, and they heard Yang Junshan smile: "Our luck seems to be coming!"

When everyone looked at Yang Junshan's gaze, they saw a small grotto on a towering stone pillar. However, this time everyone was cautious, and they followed the Yang Junshan. Dare to rush up.

But this time, Yang Junshan is standing there and not moving.

Liu Zhifei saw that Yang Junshan was different. He asked in a low voice in the first two steps: "Xiao Yang, but what is wrong with it?"

Yang Junshan heard the words "唔" and smiled bitterly: "There is a 'river' in front!"

"River, underground river?" Liu Zhifei looked in front of him. From the grotto to the foot of the crowd, except for the stone pillars on the side, there was no object to hide it. Where is the river?

Yang Junshan saw the doubts on the faces of the people. He had to sway the mirror in his hand, and the red-yellow light swept over. The situation in front of him was like being wiped by a rag, revealing the true scenery behind him. First, a sound of flowing water came. Then a three-foot-wide creek flows through the front of the grotto.

Then, as the light from the mirror dissipated, the situation in front of the scene began to slowly recover. The stream disappeared, and the sound of the water disappeared. Only the rugged path between the pillars was directly under the grotto. .

Liu Zhifei bowed. Although he didn't know what the three-foot-wide creek could do, he was not able to use it. What's wrong with the stream?"

Yang Junshan rubbed his chin and said: "I am afraid that most of the water in the five-line array in this stone forest is derived from the creek formed by this spring!"

"Then we can't live?" Zhou will be more straightforward.

"I always want to try it out, but this time I am afraid I will be bothered by my predecessors!"

Yan Zhong nodded: "Why!"

In fact, from the beginning of the formation of the formation, in addition to the need for Yan Zhong to get through the barriers at the beginning, the rest of the time because of the presence of Yang Junshan, the ruler, so that everyone has avoided many traps that force the attack of the array. In this way, it seems that Yan Zhong, the great perfect monk, has lost its role.

In fact, at this time, among all the great perfect monks who entered the five-line squad, but when they are in danger, they can only rely on their own cultivation to resist, even if good luck can persist, in the midst of the power of the five elements, the body The spiritual power is always in a slow collapse.

This also shows the role of the Mage Master. If Yan Zhong takes this cadre, and does not say whether he can pass the martial law barrier, the big and small traps on this road can explain himself. Go in.

Therefore, although the people on this road did not experience much risk, Yang Junshan’s status as a mage at this time was higher and higher in the hearts of the people. Whether Liu Zhifei or Yan Zhong did not dare to disobey him.

Under Yang Junshan's calculations, Yan Yan turned her practice of the sacred spirits into a piece of golden light, and attracted the nearby water vapor as much as possible.

Yang Junshan is telling Yan Zhong and Liu Zhifei about this, but at this time, Yang Junshan’s face suddenly changed and looked in the other direction.

Liu Zhifei noticed something different and quickly asked: "What happened?"

Yang Junshan had no choice but to smile: "It seems that there are other people who have noticed this cave!"

When everyone was on guard, they saw Yang Junshan swaying away from the mirror in his hand. This time, unlike the previous few times, Yang Junshan obviously used all his strength. The red-yellow light penetrated the fog that was invisible in the stone forest. The visual field channel affected by the illusion of the law has opened up to more than a hundred feet, and three monks who are also standing in front of the creek are revealed.

"It’s Xiong Xiying’s brother!"

"The thin and widowed monk is the second monk of the Xiong family. Xiong Xizhe!"

"Which other big perfect monk is looking at the familiar, isn't that the great perfect monk from Huyao County? Hey, it seems that the true disciple of Tianzong and the Kailings have joined forces!"