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That strange mountain col is the [***] Bog.

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

Judging from their appearance, on one side were dozens of people including Xiong Zhennan, whose arms were bare and his muscles were bulging to the point of bursting. On the other side were dozens of people including Zhuang Shaoqing, a monk in the early stage of Dingling.

Xiong Zhennan leads a large number of people, seven or eight in the Purple Mansion realm, and the rest are in the Consciousness Sea realm. As for Zhuang Shaoqing, except for him, there are ten monks in the Purple Mansion realm.

Due to differences in their techniques, the purity of their true energy, whether they refine spiritual objects, etc., the monks in the Purple Mansion Realm have the same level of cultivation, but their strength is very different.

On both sides, one cannot judge who is stronger or weaker based on their numbers.

On the rock wall dozens of feet away from where the two sides were fighting, green light lingered, and the octagonal formation disk gradually faded away. This is a formation disk engraved with the wood attribute that Zhuang Shaoqing spent a lot of money to buy, and its purpose is to block the formation of Dihuang.

Refined.

The spirit of Dihuang is a middle-level spiritual being. Although his spiritual intelligence was not strong in his childhood, he was able to instinctively seek good fortune and avoid evil. He hid aimlessly in the rock wall, but the mountain was sealed by the formation disk.

Although the essence of Rehmannia glutinosa is in its infancy, it is a genuine spiritual object with good moral character in the spiritual ladder. Even rocks will begin to show traces of petrification wherever they pass. You can imagine that after it grows, or is cultivated by monks, it will

How powerful!

Although, once it is refined by a monk, the weak spiritual intelligence will be erased.

Generally, monks can only refine one kind of spiritual object. This is because the conflict between different spiritual objects is very serious, even if they are spiritual objects with the same attribute. When the two conflict and consume each other, the one who will be hurt the most is

It is the monks themselves, which makes some

When a monk's cultivation level is low, if possible, try to choose a high-level spiritual object for refining. After all, if you don't reach the middle stage of transformation and don't know how far the spiritual root has transformed, you can't determine what kind of spiritual object you should use.

Do spiritual things to transform your spiritual roots.

You can't do things that cut off the path of cultivation for temporary gain. After all, if you want a spiritual object to transform, you can only devour a spiritual object that is almost the same as it, so that it can be integrated into one place and its level can be improved.

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It is already difficult to find a spiritual thing, but if you look for it again, it is almost the same, it is very similar.

Unless the monks think that they cannot reach the realm of reality, and give up on themselves to obtain a temporary increase in strength, they refine low-level spiritual objects. However, there are very few monks in this group. Although it is extremely difficult to reach the realm of reality, monks can

Believing that you can do it.

There are very few monks in the Realization Realm in Luo State, but this does not make the monks give up their extravagant hopes for the Realization Realm.

At this time, the object that the two sides are fighting for is a spiritual object in the middle level of the spiritual level. It is almost the highest level they can see and hear. Above the spiritual level, every time it increases by one level, it is not only the value

It has doubled several times, and the imprint of Taoism contained in it is far different.

Although the attributes of the true level are rare and priceless, you can still come across them when you are lucky. But once they are of the spiritual level, they are beyond the reach of monks like this. Even if they are low-level spiritual level, once they are allowed to grow into

, then let alone the early stage of Dingling, even in the late stage of Dingling, we don’t dare to take action against it.

This also makes the two sides fight without any temptation, and one of them may become a direct beneficiary, which is even more crazy, such as Xiong Zhennan, Xiongzhenbei, Zhuang Shaoqing, and Zhuang Yu. Others are thinking hard about how to take advantage of such spiritual objects.

Own it for yourself.

Xiong Zhennan is just a monk in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness Realm. He has no spiritual roots and has to take the path of physical training. He has a strength of more than ten thousand kilograms in one arm and a length of one foot. The black cart [***] ax is as light as wood in his hand.

He fought equally well with Zhuang Shaoqing in the early stage of Dingling.

Although Zhuang Shaoqing has some power to temper his physical body, for a Qi refining monk, it is difficult to superimpose the growth of physical strength with the power of true energy, and it is even more inapplicable to attack with imperial weapons. Instead of wasting time on refining

On top of his body, it is better to study spells intensively, so that he can not only increase his strength, but also improve his cultivation level.

After all, cultivation is for the pursuit of immortality and cultivation. Moreover, a person's energy and time are 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 kilograms, which was even better to compete with his spells. He has a water attribute spiritual root, and his spells cannot be broken up by the opponent's brute force.

, however, the damage caused by the remaining spells is insignificant.

For a moment, it was difficult to control the weapon and rise up to fight with him in the air.

Zhuang Shaoqing was surprised and thought to himself, "He is tempering his body as a weapon. Although there is almost no possibility of opening the Purple Mansion, and it is difficult to increase his longevity, his strength cannot be underestimated!"

Xiong Zhennan shouted loudly, and several small wounds on his upper body were slowly healing. He had no real energy, so he could repair it by himself with only his physical body!

During the fight, the passage of time could not be felt at all. The green light on the rock wall began to fluctuate, and both sides seemed to have suffered casualties.

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

The fight continues like this, and before the winner can be decided, the spiritual creature has already escaped the seal of the formation. This is because the petrification power of the Dihuang Essence is consuming the green light of the seal, and the formation depicted on the formation disk is not the same.

It is too high-level to be able to withstand its desperate resistance when it feels its life is threatened.

Seeing this situation, both Xiong Zhennan and Zhuang Shaoqing suspended their attacks and thought about it secretly.

Several monks in the air were fighting from the air to the ground. When the true energy light burst out, they could be seen from a distance.

The hearts of the people in the pile of rubble were tense. I don’t know why there are so many monks fighting. Could it be because of this golden scale fruit? It’s too much to make a fuss about. The fighting there is so fierce, so far apart, and the fluctuation of true energy brings

The vibration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been transmitted to this place.

Some monks could not help but feel fear in their hearts and had thoughts of leaving here.

The seven people sitting cross-legged on the rock looked startled at first, then calmed down, with a faint look of joy. They were even more confident in competing for the Golden Scale Fruit, and they became determined to win. They looked at others as if they were looking at dead people.

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Although Yang Qing has no true essence, his consciousness is still able to capture the vibrations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His heart is in his throat, and he is ready to escape at any time. Among the people fighting in the distance, there must be no one who will help him. Who is involved in it?

I want to cry but have no tears.

In the time of a stick of incense, the vibration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth weakened, and finally became imperceptible. The light of true energy in the distance flickered occasionally, and then disappeared.

Under such a situation, everyone thought that the fighting had come to an end.

As dusk falls, light flashes in the distance from time to time, but it still doesn't stop. Everyone's heartstrings tighten and slow down, and they can't help but feel exhausted, and they can't figure out what the situation is.

The pile of rocks was unusually quiet. Without his occasional conversation, the air was not dull and depressing.

The breathing of the monks can be heard clearly.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a fiery red stream of light rose from the ground!

Everyone was shocked and jumped up one after another. The magic weapon was in hand, and the true energy was radiating. The place where it was pointed was the monk who held the long sword high in the air, and the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the rock.

He always had a sneer on his face and was not afraid of the angry glares from everyone.

The middle-aged man's intention was either a joke or a signal.

The anger in everyone's hearts can be imagined, but now that the matter has come to this, they can only wait and see what happens, staring at the distance where the real energy was flashing at that time, with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

Yang Qing couldn't help but turn over and stand up, her legs were weak and her heart was nervous.

Time passed by breath by breath. Except for the occasional flash of light in the distance, there was nothing unusual. Everyone's expressions softened.

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

"If you dare to play tricks again, no one will be able to get this golden scale fruit!" A voice full of anger sounded.

No one objected, which meant acquiescence. Obviously, no one would think twice about doing something like this that might endanger everyone's lives.

"Humph!" The middle-aged man looked at everyone, snorted coldly, and had to compromise, feeling shocked and uncertain in his heart.

The golden and silver light of the Golden Scale Fruit and Silver Scale Fruit gradually intensified, and the interval between the flashes of true energy light in the distant night sky became longer and finally stopped lighting up.

The people sitting around the pile of rocks stared intently at the seven people sitting cross-legged on the rocks. The two monks from the Sea of ​​Consciousness Realm who were together stared at the Golden Scale Fruit without blinking.

Yang Qing's eyes were slightly closed, he was sitting on the rock wall, his consciousness was out, and his heart was relatively calm. If the middle-aged man summoned people, he would be able to find it from a distance, and he should run away immediately. If the golden scale fruit is ripe, it will also

It cannot be taken away by others in just one breath or two.

Therefore, Yang Qing can be regarded as the most relaxed one among them.

This night is not long, at least Yang Qing thinks so.

The night sky was torn apart by a ray of dim red light, it was dawn!

"Buzz!"

There were slight trembling sounds, like countless bees gathering in one place and flapping their wings.

The golden and silver rays of light were so powerful that it stung the eyes that had adapted to the darkness. They couldn't help but cover them with their hands and use their spiritual consciousness to investigate.

The faint smell of dog skin plaster came, the buzzing sound was intense, and the light was even brighter!

Illuminating the pile of rocks brightly!

Everyone stood up one after another, and various magical weapons appeared in their hands at the same time.

"Buzz!"

This sound was the loudest, fleeting, and then disappeared, and the golden and silver light converged.

Golden scale fruit, silver scale fruit, ripe!

At this moment, everyone moved, and more than twenty people surrounding the pile of rocks rushed forward. The two fellow monks from the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness realm also rushed forward with their true energy, hoping to fish in troubled waters.

"Ding ding!"

The monks were already fighting each other.

Flying without a weapon means stepping on rocks, attacking with a weapon, or holding a magical weapon.

When the true energy burst out, the rocks were shattered and the thorns and grass flew away. Only the plant growing the horny golden scale fruit remained intact.

The powerful strength that comes with the pursuit of immortality is displayed at this moment. Once you make a move, you will not stay behind. The golden scale fruit is here, no need to worry anymore, just wait!

The two monks in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness Realm who were teaming up were already close to the battle circle. Yang Qing, holding his long stick Wulie at an angle, stopped fifty feet away from the pile of rocks with a tense face.

He was alone and rushing in like this without any advantage.

"kill!"

The shouts were hysterical and blood flew.

Whoever approaches the Golden Scale Fruit first will be the target of public criticism.

More than twenty people, the lowest being monks from the Consciousness Sea Realm, fought hard, causing the trees to topple over and turn into sawdust. There were even those with the fire attribute Zhen Yuan who made the dead trees and dead grass burn.

For a moment, the clashing of magic weapons and angry shouts covered up the crackling sound of burning wood and grass, and all that could be seen was that the fire was swollen and thick smoke was billowing.

The two monks in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness Realm who were teaming up did not fight with anyone. They hid if they could, and resisted if they couldn't. They had already blended into the battle circle.

"ah!"

The injured screamed in pain, or had a hidden intention to retreat, or the fighting became more fierce.

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

"Crack!"

The plant growing the Silver Scale Fruit was cut off by its roots, and the sound it made was like being chopped on a rock. If it weren't for the powerful real energy and the sharp magic weapon, even if the horny plant with a thick wrist was cut off, the Golden Scale Fruit, Silver Scale

The fruit has been shaken down.

"receive!"

An urgent and excited shout rang out, and amidst the shock and anger of dozens of people, the entire plant disappeared!

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