() Spirit trees are also a type of elixir. The beauty of Zhong Yao Di, the creation of Duo Yao Di, and the derived spirituality are rare treasures in this world. Any elixir tree is extremely precious, just like that Yuan Mu
The Tongyao Spirit Wood in the Blood Department is the greatest foundation of the entire Yuanmu Blood Department. If the Tongyao Spirit Wood is lost, the entire Yuanmu Blood Department will fall apart within a hundred years.
Xiao Yi also did not expect that there was a spiritual tree hidden less than a thousand miles away from the Thunder Sword Military Headquarters. Moreover, this spiritual tree looked quite extraordinary. Although it was only as thick as the mouth of a bowl, it was definitely more than a thousand years old.
In front of the purple spirit tree, a man and a woman stared at the five men in front of them with vigilance. Among these five men were four young men. The four young men all looked extraordinary. They were not wearing animal robes or battle suits.
The clothing is a piece of snow-white gown made of silk. This gown has been specially processed and is invulnerable to water and fire. Although it is not a battle uniform, it is more precious than ordinary battle clothes. It is a symbol of status.
The last of the five men was an old man. This old man was wearing a black battle suit and was as dark as ink. He stood behind the four young men. His face was calm and there was no sign of happiness or anger, but his eyes fell on the purple man.
On the spiritual tree, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of longing.
"Golden Thunderwood! It's the Golden Thunderwood!" The oldest of the four young people said, with a look of admiration on his face, and ignored the man and woman in front of the spirit tree.
Mu looked carefully up and down for a moment, and sighed, "The light of an inch of golden thunderwood goes by, and the golden thunderwood only grows one inch a year. Such a golden thunderwood, which is ten feet tall and as thick as the mouth of a bowl,
It has been at least three thousand years. The golden thunderwood has a thunder catastrophe every ten years. After thousands of years of natural channeling, it becomes a spiritual tree. The thunder leaf bred from the golden thunderwood for three thousand years can help refine and strengthen the physical body.
With such power, for those who are strong in the soul-melting realm, just one Thunder Spirit Leaf is enough to transform their physical body once, which can increase their confidence in overcoming the catastrophe of death."
Strengthen your physical body!
At the mouth of the valley, Xiao Yi's heart moved. This kind of spiritual wood is enough to cause the madness of a strong soul in the soul-melting realm, but for him, it is not that effective. But since this thunder spirit leaf can temper the physical body, it is enough to think about it.
Help him temper his battle bones and speed up the integration of the wild dragon's blood into his battle bones.
"Ten Thunder Spirit Leaves are these three thousand years of golden thunder wood. Otherwise, five of them would be good. It is such a great opportunity. With these Thunder Spirit Leaves, I will be able to survive the catastrophe of the Fire in the future.
There is no longer any worries, promotion to the soul-melting realm is just around the corner!" In the valley, a young man laughed, the joy in his eyes was beyond words.
"Asshole, our brothers and sisters discovered this first, so it belongs to us brothers and sisters. Don't go too far!"
Seeing these people talking indifferently in front of him, the rough man couldn't bear it anymore. He snorted coldly, and the khaki-colored ax behind him also fell into his hand. The aura on his body became more and more concentrated, and there was a shocking power.
Surges in the body.
"The two rangers have actually reached the Bone Tempering Realm. Why, do you still want to participate in this martial arts competition to compete for the place to go to Beixue General's headquarters? It's really shameless."
"The spiritual beings of the Yao Earth are inhabited by the strong. Do you two think that you can stop me and the other five? It's too late to retreat now, otherwise you won't blame me for killing you!"
"This Golden Threaded Thunderwood now belongs to our Biquan Blood Tribe. You will never be the enemy of my Biquan Blood Tribe!"
"roll!"
The four young men were very rude, and each of them had a look of arrogance in their eyes. They had good eyesight, and they could see that although the cultivation level of the man and woman in front of them had entered the bone tempering realm, they were not very advanced. The woman was only a bone tempering realm.
Even the rugged man is only in the realm of Bone Tempering Dacheng, and each of them is in the realm of Bone Tempering Dacheng, even close to the Small Perfection.
Biquan Blood Department!
In front of the golden thunderwood, a boy and a girl, a brother and a sister, both had their faces changed. The Biquan Blood Tribe is one of the top ten blood tribes in the Thunder Sword Soldiers Tribe. These four people appearing here must be young people from the Biquan Blood Tribe.
A generation of arrogant people came to participate in the martial arts competition, and they were just wandering around.
Xia, although he was lucky enough to have some adventures and entered the bone-tempering realm, but whether it is the military skills he cultivated or the purity of his tactics, I am afraid that he is not as good as these young strong men who have been carefully trained by the superior blood department. If he takes action
, the two brothers and sisters would probably not be able to escape intact.
"I didn't expect him to be a disciple of the Biquan Blood Tribe. In that case, we, my brother and my sister, will not fight over this golden thunder tree." The rough and arrogant man gritted his teeth and said, "But I still hope that some of you will take care of me.
In order to lead the way, I only took two Thunder Spirit Leaves. The remaining Thunder Spirit Leaves and the golden thunder wood were all taken by your department. My brother and sister will never reveal any information."
With a cold snort, the older young man said: "Since I let you go, you should be content. You still want the Thunder Leaf. It's still too late to leave now. Don't wait until we change our minds."
"You only have one chance, and you only have one life." Another young man closed his eyes slightly, with a cold light inadvertently revealed in his eyes.
"Brother!" The girl gritted her teeth, and blood almost overflowed from the corner of her mouth. A spiritual tree, or an existence like the golden thunderwood, was given away in vain. It's just that their cultivation is poor and their combat power is low. Otherwise, with their
With two levels of cultivation, it is enough to establish a medium-level blood group. It is not impossible to even be promoted to an upper-level blood group a hundred years later, but now there is no such possibility.
"Walk!"
The rugged man's expression changed, and he knew that nothing could be done today. Although the golden thunderwood was precious, it had to be alive. He could clearly sense the murderous intent on the four bodies in front of him. He believed that as long as his brother and sister
If I stay longer, these four will definitely use thunderous methods to kill the two brothers and sisters on the spot.
A few breaths later, just when the two brothers and sisters were about to cross the young man's side, a piercing blue sword light rolled back like the Yao River and swept towards the two. This was when the old man suddenly took action, with a mouthful of azure water.
Without warning, the sword enveloped the two of them. The sword energy was everywhere, and the vacuum was torn open with ferocious holes...
"Asshole!"
The rugged man shouted violently, and swung the khaki battle ax. His muscles were all flexing, and each ax fell as heavy as a mountain. Dark yellow war energy spurted out from every inch of his body, and he struck out dozens of axes in succession.
, only then did he break through the river-like sword light, and took his sister back dozens of feet.
"Fifth Elder!" The four young men were all stunned, obviously not expecting the old man to take action.
With a cold expression, the old man's black suit was motionless in the wind. The azure sword in his hand was splashed with cold light. The sword's intention was locked on the rough man's two entrances, and he said in a cold voice: "Only those who are dead can't speak."